The Legend of Su Yuntao of Douluo

"My king, since the God of Death and the God of Death came to our Killing City a year ago, the number of people in the inner city of our Killing Capital has dropped by more than 60% in just one year!"

"If we don't take action, then the strength of our killing city will continue to be reduced!" the black woman said bravely.

"Are you questioning my decision-making?"

"I don't dare!" The black woman broke out in cold sweat.

The King of Slaughter said coldly: "Of course I know the harm that the God of Death and the God of Death have caused to our city of killing, but the young man codenamed the God of Death has an extremely extraordinary background!"

"My king, do we, the murderous capital, still need to be afraid of outside forces?"

"Idiot!" The King of Slaughter grabbed a wine glass and threw it at the woman in black.

The woman in black howled in pain, then covered her bleeding forehead and apologized quickly!

"I am a wise man, but why do I have trash like you all under my command?"

"My king, please calm down. My king's strength is unparalleled in the world. Naturally, my subordinates are far inferior to my king!"

The King of Slaughter calmed down and said calmly: "The order is passed, people in the inner city are temporarily prohibited from fighting, and registration in the Hell Killing Fields is temporarily prohibited except for those who must participate after the one-year period has expired!"

"My King!" the woman in black asked: "In this way, the casualties of elites in the inner city can indeed be greatly reduced, but because we have made such adjustments because of the God of Death and the God of Killing, where is the majesty of the Killing City?"

"Hmph!" the King of Slaughter said disdainfully: "There is something called flexibility in this world!"

"We are the real kings in the City of Killing. It's a pity that there are two people in the outside world who can truly threaten us! You also know that those who pass through the hell road will receive the gift of the City of Killing - the Killing God Realm! Between the two In the realm of the current killing god, all soul masters’ soul rings can be used!”

"Behind that God of Death stands a current God of Killing! Although I am not afraid of all challenges, I am not willing to be an enemy of a real God of Killing!"

The woman in black hurriedly said: "My king, please go and convey my king's will to your people!"

The King of Slaughter watched the woman in black leave, holding his forehead and sighing. In fact, the King of Slaughter really wanted to deal with Su Yuntao and the two of them personally, but the fate of the Slaughter City depended on the Wuhun Palace.

Not to mention the seven major worshipers headed by Qian Daoliu, just the killing god Bibi Dong and the extremely elders coming to the killing capital are too much.

Although the King of Slaughter has temporarily inhabited the body of Tang Chen, a ninety-ninth-level extreme douluo, he knows his true strength. Although Su Yuntao and the two are arrogant, they come from Wuhun Palace after all, and Wuhun Palace is the outside world. The only force he dared not offend.

From this day on, the Slaughter City became calm. The blood slaves in the outer city continued to survive, while the degenerates in the inner city temporarily abandoned killing and fighting. The entire Slaughter City looked no different from an ordinary city.

Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi did not notice the various changes in the Killing City at first, and continued to go their own way every day. It was not until the accumulation of wins between them became slower and slower that Su Yuntao and Yang came to their senses.

Time flies, and half a year has passed. Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi have accumulated eighty-one and seventy-four wins respectively.

It seems that they are very close to winning 100 games, but now the two of them can't even participate in a hell killing for a month!

Faced with such a surname, Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi worked together and finally decided to start clearing out the degenerates in the inner city.

"My King! That boy codenamed Death is so arrogant! He is now clearing out the people of my killing city! My King!"

The King of Slaughter said coldly: "I already know that I will deal with the two Death Gods myself."

"My king, if this continues, the entire Slaughter City will be slaughtered by these two people. They are provoking my king's majesty. I ask my king to take action for my people in the Slaughter City..."

Before he finished speaking, two blood-red rays of light burst out from the eyes of the Slaughter King. The surrounding air became obviously turbid, and the strong smell of blood spread everywhere.

The woman in black let out a scream of extreme pain, and her curvy and graceful body lost all vitality.

"Don't think that just because I love you, you can say anything unscrupulously!" The King of Slaughter muttered: "That God of Death seems to be so powerful when he is only about twenty years old. He is definitely the most outstanding genius in the Spirit Hall. If such a genius dies in my hands, then the killing city will be annihilated!"

"Why don't you, a woman, understand such a superficial truth? Sometimes in this world, good people don't die, and bad people don't die either. Only stupid people die! The reason why I can survive to this day is, in addition to my strength, It’s all about this brain!”

Faced with Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi's forceful tactics, the King of Slaughter began to force the fallen to participate in the hell killings. Faced with such understanding, the King of Killing Su Yuntao and Yang Wudi naturally reciprocated and no longer wantonly eliminated the fallen.

Of course, if the accumulation of wins starts to slow down, Su Yuntao and his two men will naturally clean up a wave of fallen ones to remind the King of Slaughter.

In this way, relying on Wuhun Palace's tiger skin, it took less than a month for Su Yuntao to officially complete the remaining games.

Three days later, Yang Wudi killed the last opponent and also achieved the victory achievement.

"God of Death! God of Death! God of Death! God of Death!" The fallen in the audience began to cheer for the two of them out of respect for the strong.

"Congratulations, young God of Death and God of Death." Low and sharp voices suddenly came from all directions, and the emotions of the fallen in the Hell Killing Fields suddenly rose to the extreme, because a blood-red figure was falling from the sky in mid-air.

"The King of Slaughter! The King of Slaughter! The King of Slaughter..." the fallen ones shouted with all their strength.

Su Yuntao carefully looked at the killing king in front of him. The body in front of him was very tall and majestic. Su Yuntao, who knew the plot, naturally knew that the owner of this body was the previous Haotian Douluo-Tang Chen!

The King of Slaughter can assassinate a ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo, and his own strength is also something that Su Yuntao can hardly contend with now.

"God of Death, God of Killing, I am very happy today. The City of Killing has not seen a strong Yumian for decades. Now I am very happy that you two can achieve such achievements."

"Thank you for letting me feel the existence of passion again. In order to commend your achievements, I have decided to grant you the title of God of Killing. From now on, you can all enter and leave the Killing City on your own and be hired as my guest in the Killing City. .”

Su Yuntao and Yang Wuwei looked at each other and said, "Dear King of Slaughter, you cannot break the rules of the Slaughter City because of us."

"The two of us are willing to pass the test of the Hell Road. We hope to be able to walk out of here on our own strength and become the true gods of death."

The King of Slaughter smiled and said: "It is a good thing for young people to have ambition, but the horror of the Hell Road is not something you can believe. You only have one life, and I don't want to see a genius like you wither!"

Su Yuntao's expression became a little strange, "Dear King of Slaughter, do you believe what you say?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone including Yang Wudi was stunned.

"Ahem!" The King of Slaughter coughed a few times, "Young man, listen to me, the road to hell is not that easy."

"Thank you, the great King of Slaughter, for reminding me, but I still want to walk the road to hell!"

The King of Slaughter sneered: "So you're toasting me and you're punished with a drink!"

Before he finished speaking, countless law enforcement knights from the Killing City surrounded Su Yuntao and the two of them with fierce looks on their faces.

Yang Wudi looked at these strong men in the Killing City with a solemn expression. Among this group of people, he could even feel that there were several strong men at the same level as himself.

Su Yuntao looked at the formation in front of him and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "King of Slaughter, are you going to violate the thousand-year-old rules of the Slaughter City? Are you going to start a full-scale war with our Spirit Hall?"

"Young man, I have no intention of being an enemy of Wuhun Palace, but I am not afraid of any threats!"

Su Yuntao said calmly: "King of Slaughter, the two of us have reached the hundred victory level. According to the rules, we have the right to ask to open the road to hell. Since you really don't want to, it's okay. The two of us will leave the city of killing now."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yuntao strode forward and greeted Yang Wudi calmly to leave with him.

"Well, since you insist on doing this, I have no choice but to start the road to hell. I hope you won't regret it then!"

The King of Slaughter sighed in his heart. Opening the Hell Road would greatly deplete the strength of the Slaughter City, but the Wuhun Palace was powerful after all, and he did not have the strength to violate the rules.

"King of Slaughter, as long as you open the road to hell, even if the two of us fail to get out, this matter has nothing to do with the Capital of Slaughter!"

The King of Slaughter did not respond, but ordered his law enforcement cronies to leave. After his cronies left, a red mist emitted from the King of Slaughter.

What the King of Slaughter released was not murderous intent, but a cold and evil breath. The coldness of this breath made even the bone marrow freeze.

The evil cold red ripples slowly spread out, and in the blink of an eye, they had spread to the entire place.

The degenerates sitting in the audience were all surprisingly excited. They all wanted to see the legendary road to hell open. But what they don't know is that the opening of the road to hell will come at the cost of their lives!

The fallen ones who were cheering wildly gradually became quiet as the red light came, and the eyes of each fallen person became dull.

Not long after, when the red light emitted by the King of Slaughter formed a huge barrier across the entire hell killing field, painful screams began to sound from those who were first exposed to the red light.

Affected by the red light, those degenerates seemed to have gone crazy, each one desperately scratching their own faces and bodies until they were bloody and bloody.

More and more degenerates were undergoing such changes. After a while, everyone in the huge hell killing field, except Su Yuntao and the King of Slaughter, fell into great madness.

Although Su Yuntao had expected it, when all this appeared in front of him in person, his soul still received an unparalleled impact.

Although he felt that for these degenerates on the killing fields of hell, death was the punishment they deserved, but when thousands of people desperately hurt themselves happened in front of his eyes, anyone with a trace of humanity would Can't help but be shocked.

The blood of countless fallen people was scattered on the ground and gradually began to condense. A large amount of blood flowed like small streams along the inconspicuous small pipes under the auditorium to the center of the killing field.

"Corpse littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed!" Yang Wudi sighed.

The large amount of blood did not spread in a straight line, but gradually gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

This huge blood-red pattern Su Yuntao can tell at a glance that this is the true form of the King of Slaughter - the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King!

"Young Death, I wish you good luck." The King of Slaughter said calmly.

Su Yuntao sneered, and his mental strength was fully activated in an instant, and he concentrated on watching the changes around him.

Suddenly, a huge red light shot up into the sky and instantly enveloped Lin Chen and Yang Wudi. The two did not choose to resist but tried their best to adapt to the changes in the red light.

Gradually, Su Yuntao's strong mental power could not withstand the intrusion of red light and began to weaken, and everything around him gradually became blurred.

When Su Yuntao woke up, he found that he was on a circular platform. This platform is only about five meters in diameter.

Everything around him showed a faint blood red color, constantly trying to invade Lin Chen's mind, and except for the circular platform with a diameter of five meters under his feet, there was an abyss.

There is a slender path ahead, less than half a foot wide and only able to accommodate two feet standing at the same time, leading to the unknown darkness ahead.

"Old Yang!" Su Yuntao shook Yang Wudi's body.

The next moment, Yang Wudi stood up in vain, holding a soul-breaking gun and looking around vigilantly. Only when he discovered that the person in front of him was Su Yuntao, did he feel relieved.

"Little monster, why did you wake up before me?" Yang Wudi said suspiciously.

"Lao Yang, let's put it this way, my mental power should actually be stronger than yours."

"Stronger than me?" Yang Wudi sneered: "You, a Soul King, have stronger mental power than I, a Soul Douluo?"

Su Yuntao nodded. In fact, his mental power was really stronger than Yang Wudi. Although Yang Wudi was a Contra, his attack power was even stronger than an ordinary titled Douluo.

As a price for adding all the points in attack, except for his slightly better speed, his other attributes are only at the Soul Saint level.

Although Su Yuntao only has five soul rings now, his mental power has not only been strengthened by the fairy grass, but also has the bonus of 100,000 soul rings and soul bones. However, his fourth and fifth soul rings have attribute bonuses. It’s also not something to be booed at.

In this way, Yang Wudi's mental power is actually not as high as Su Yuntao's.

"Lao Yang, take a rest. We will face a real life and death test later."

Su Yuntao took out a large amount of bacon and sake. No matter how dangerous the situation was, he would always cook when he should. The rules of life he believed in were to eat and drink when he should, and not to take anything to heart.