Chapter 25 When necessary, you can...
Chapter 25 You can do it when necessary.
Over the past year, Qin Xuan has become the most dazzling presence in the Killing City.
It seems that he will never be injured, never tired, and will never lose himself due to the interference of murderous intent. In just one year, he won ninety-nine consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Fields.
Such a terrifying winning streak completely breaks the rules.
If he gets a hundred consecutive victories and goes through the road to hell, he will break the record of the first place that has been held for nearly a thousand years and become the person who spent the shortest time in the history of the Killing City to become the God of Killing.
Compared with when he first came here, Qin Xuan no longer had the same ambition and high spirits as when he punched Qian Xunji in Douluo Continent, stepped on Haotian Sect, and married Bai Fumei.
The cruelty of survival once again gave him a new understanding of Douluo Continent.
There was a hint of coldness in his expression, and his black pupils were stained with blood red.
Even his body exuded a faint smell of blood.
The cold breath of killing quietly filled the air, and almost any extremely evil words in the world, such as bloodthirsty and cruelty, could be included in it.
This was not something he deliberately pretended to be, but was caused by the murderous aura after killing thousands of people in the Killing City.
Although the phoenix fire can isolate most of the killing aura from his body, the martial spirit cannot avoid it. It can still have an impact on him after it is taken back into the body.
It might not matter in a few years, but if things go on like this and continue to kill, sooner or later you will lose your mind due to the killing and become a degenerate.
Fortunately, it's all over and he's about to win a hundred games in a row.
In one year, his strength has improved significantly.
As early as the third month after entering the Killing City, his soul power exceeded the sixty mark.
Although he did not continue to improve because he had not obtained a soul ring, according to his estimation, excluding the role of soul rings in increasing soul power, he could at least increase his soul power by two or three levels.
In about nine months, based on the Soul Emperor, the soul power level has been improved by nearly three levels, which was unimaginable in the past.
Even the little Yakuza in the original work would not have been able to reach this level without the cheating on Poseidon Island and the sacrifice of soul beasts.
This is all before he has obtained the soul ring. If he obtains the soul ring and does not have the upper limit of soul power to suppress, his cultivation speed will be even faster.
Soul power was only secondary. What really made Qin Xuan gain a lot was the Zongheng Sword Technique and the Guigu Breathing Technique.
Qin Xuan not only used this year of life and death training to integrate vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, he was able to simultaneously perform a hundred-step flying sword and a joint attack across all directions while consuming most of his soul power.
He also used the Guigu Breathing Technique, a superior inner strength and mental method, supplemented by the fairy grass and the velvet Tongtian chrysanthemum, to open up the eight extraordinary meridians throughout the body, and cultivated a body-protecting aura that not even Gai Niewizhuang had in the Mingyue World of the Qin Dynasty. .
It is no exaggeration to say that at the same level, he almost has the indestructible body that Tang San in the original work said can be achieved by taking the magical velvet Tongtianju.
It is almost difficult for soul power holders of the same level to break his protective aura.
The moment he walked out of the killing field of hell, the originally passionate degenerates in the stands of the killing field suddenly fell silent. Some of the degenerates who were close were afraid of causing the god of death to move their heads, so they dispersed one after another to make room for Qin Xuan. A huge passage.
Qin Xuan had no interest in talking to these degenerates who were lost in the killing and strode away.
The killing fields of hell no longer pose any threat to him.
He had slaughtered most of the masters long before the eighty-game winning streak, including many Soul Douluo and Soul Saint level experts.
They all died under his flying sword flying across all directions or a hundred steps.
The most urgent task is to adjust the energy and spirit to the best state.
In addition, there is a big carousel lottery to see if you can draw any good things to prepare for the road to hell.
The city of killing, the center of the inner city, the tallest building.
A dark and wide room.
The Old God, the King of Slaughter, was leaning on the huge dark red skull chair made of crystal. He held his chin in his right hand and held a blood-colored liquid in his left hand. He was shaking it gently and closed his eyes to rest.
"How's that guy doing?" He suddenly opened his eyes, scarlet blood flashing in his eyes.
"Great King, Black Dragon just won another victory, and now it has won ninety-nine consecutive victories."
A cold and beautiful female voice echoed.
A charming woman in black gauze, about twenty years old, slowly walked out of the darkness holding a Bloody Mary container.
It was actually the killing envoy who received Qin Xuan.
"Ha" the King of Slaughter sneered, "It's what was expected. Do you think that kid can get out of the Slaughter City?"
The woman in black gauze thought for a moment and said in deep thought: "It shouldn't be difficult to win a hundred consecutive victories, but I'm afraid I don't have the ability to break into hell."
"Although combat skills are important in the Hell Killing Fields, the road to Hell is different. His soul power is still too low after all. If he is a Soul Saint, there is still some possibility."
"Really? Why do I remember that Haotian Sect disciple last time? You said the same thing." The King of Slaughter Xu narrowed his eyes, and a fierce light flashed in his scarlet pupils.
Bang——, the utensil fell to the ground, and the Bloody Mary was scattered on the ground. The woman in black gauze was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. She quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "I also ask for forgiveness from the great king. I understand my sin and I don't dare to talk anymore." .”
"Since you are aware of your guilt, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins and raise your head." The corners of the King of Slaughter's lips raised slightly.
Has this day finally arrived? Hell Messenger Beiqi bit his red lips and raised his head.
"From a human perspective, she is really pretty." The King of Slaughter held her chin through the veil.
Then he seemed to think of something, and a faint wisp of blood floated out of the Slaughter King's eyes, pulling out two long bloody fire snakes.
He said something that made the woman in black gauze baffled, "Don't worry, I am not interested in human women's bodies for the time being. I want to do something for you."
Even if it is interested, it can't do anything.
This body belongs to Tang Chen. The blood-red nine-headed bat king has only been a parasite for more than ten years.
The degree of erosion was far less than when Tang San broke into the Killing City in the future.
Not yet fully in control.
If Tang Chen's body was used to do that, with Tang Chen's persistence towards Bo Saixi, I'm afraid something like Tang Hao's last time would happen again.
The woman in black gauze was stunned and said, "Please give me your orders, the great king!"
"Every time the Hell Road opens, it will bring huge disasters to the Killing City. I don't want things like last time to happen again."
Hearing this, the woman in black gauze felt like she was being pardoned, "Great King, my subordinates will contact the black dragon right now."
As she spoke, she picked up the utensils on the floor and walked out of the dark room.
The King of Slaughter stopped her, "Wait a minute."
The woman in black gauze was startled, paused, and then heard the King of Slaughter say, "When necessary, you can sacrifice your body."
"Great King, what if that person doesn't agree?" The woman in black gauze looked dim, struggled internally, and asked hesitantly.
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