Chapter 453

"Elder, there is a fallen person running out!"

The flying soul master responsible for surveillance in the clouds sent a notice.

"Can you still use soul-guided cannonballs?" The titled elder looked at the soul engineer beside him.

These people are spies. If they take action, the King of Slaughter will definitely take advantage of this to cause a scene. Then they will face a group of bloodthirsty lunatics. Although everyone will not be afraid, there will definitely be casualties, because you I don't know what a group of lunatics will do.

"Level 4 soul-guided cannonballs are okay."

"Then use level four bombing!" The titled elder contacted the other three directions, and all the fallen who ran out were bombarded with level four shells.

Soon, the fallen who ran out of the Slaughter City were sent away by several cannonballs. This made the Slaughter King completely shrink into the castle and dare not go out.

"Damn Spirit Hall!" Tang San looked at the ruins outside with an ugly expression. Apart from Spirit Hall, Tang San couldn't think of any other force with such strength on the mainland.

But what surprised Tang San the most was the soul-guided cannonball used by Wuhun Palace. Judging from the effect, it was simply more lethal than his own hidden weapons.

At this time, Tang San had an extremely headache. He originally thought that when he came to the Killing City, he would be like a fish in the sea, but he didn't expect that Wuhun Palace would move so quickly. It didn't take long before he came to find him again.

At this time, Tang San looked extremely ugly. He learned from Bo Saixi that as long as he gained a hundred victories and cleared the Hell Road, he could obtain the God of Death Domain. Bo Saixi also explained to Tang San in detail the importance of the domain. , a soul master having a domain and not having a domain are two different things.

But now he has only won ten consecutive victories in the Hell Killing Fields, and he is still far away from winning a hundred victories. According to Tang San's estimation, if he wants to win a hundred victories, he will have to stay here for at least two years, and these two years are what he can think of. Two years of peaceful cultivation.

"Who is it?" Tang San's face was gloomy. In his opinion, someone had betrayed his information, otherwise Wuhun Palace wouldn't have found him so quickly.

"Bo Saixi?" This is the only target of Tang San's suspicion. Since leaving the forest, Tang San has never seen Bo Saixi again. Maybe he is dead, or maybe he is still imprisoned in the City of Angels.

It was Bo Saisi who told Tang San in the Killing City, and maybe the Spirit Hall learned about his movements from Bo Saixi's mouth.

Looking at the attack situation of Wuhun Palace, it was obvious that they were well prepared. Maybe after Bo Saixi was captured, Wuhun Palace had already learned about her movements from her mouth.

During this period of time, Wuhun Palace was not pursuing them, they were just making preparations.

Thinking clearly, Tang San's face was full of disdain, this is Haiyang Invincible back then, is he so spineless?

Time is like the life of a couple after marriage.

Always faster and faster, faster and faster.

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"Get ready, let go!" Following the title elder's wave of arms, Soul Guide Pao roared again.

A large number of level 4, level 5, and level 6 artillery shells fell into the killing city like dumplings. The violent explosions raised countless dust, and holes appeared on the surface one after another and were filled up again by the falling dust.

The fallen who had just breathed a sigh of relief became nervous again. Now they can only hope that the protective shield above their heads is strong enough. No one wants the soul-guided cannonball to fall on their head. After all, not even the blind can see the tragic situation outside.

Qian Guyue stood on a high mountain and looked at the killing city that was constantly being bombed, "Clorind."

"Inform us that after the bombardment is over in the evening, we will rest for an hour, and then let them fire a level seven soul-guided artillery shell every hour."

"Can the seventh-level soul-guided shell destroy that protective shield?" Clolind said with doubts in her voice. The entire morning of bombing failed to blow him up. Can the seventh-level shell alone do it?

"No." Qian Guyue could see clearly that the energy source of the protective shield comes from a large blood pool underground in the Killing City. As long as the blood pool does not dry up, the protective shield can be maintained forever. "Just give them a It’s just a pretense that we won’t have any more shells soon.”

"I see."

"You watch here, I'm going to take care of some things." Qian Guyue turned and left the mountain. The underground blood pool had to be dealt with. Otherwise, they would not be able to do anything with their continuous bombing here. The city of killing has existed for thousands of years. Time, hundreds and thousands of people die every day in the Hell Killing Fields alone, and all the blood of these dead people flows into the underground blood pool. Over the years, the scale of the blood pool is not ordinary.

Clolinde watched Qian Guyue leave, then picked up the communication crystal ball and conveyed Qian Guyue's order.

"Great King, shall we charge out!" Xue Yi's scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent. He originally thought that the Spirit Empire was going to blow the horn of charge, but he didn't expect that they would bomb again.

"No need." The King of Slaughter spoke in a low voice, looking at the bombing outside with hazy eyes, "We don't know how many such weapons there are in Wuhun Palace. If we rush out now, we will only die in vain."

"Moreover, if it's just an attack of this level, we have plenty of time to waste it with Wuhun Palace, and they will definitely suffer in the end." The King of Slaughter teased in his tone. No one knows the situation in the Slaughter City better than him. The protective shield is maintained by the underground blood pool. As long as the blood pool does not dry up, there is no way for Wuhun Palace to threaten them.

"Tell the people below that the King of Slaughter will protect them, and the Wuhun Palace cannot be attacked!" The King of Slaughter frowned as he sensed the uneasy crowd around him, but yes, such a bombing would be frightening to everyone. .

"Yes, King." Xueyi turned around and retreated, and the fallen who heard Xueyi's voice gradually became quiet and looked at the protective shields above their heads. Even though the Spirit Empire's soul-guided cannonballs attacked with high frequency, The momentum is huge, but judging from the current situation, it is impossible for them to break this protective shield.

The uneasy mood disappeared, and some people even lay down to sleep. Xue Yi made it clear before that if anyone rushes to cause trouble here, he will be thrown out. The fallen who have seen the power of soul-guided cannonballs will definitely not go out. After being bombarded, everyone became more honest.

At this time, there was a vast space underground, where bright red blood condensed to form a huge blood pool. Blood bubbles appeared on the surface of the blood pool from time to time, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood.

Qian Guyue came underground, looked at the scene in front of him, and directly used the space attribute to separate himself from the air. He didn't want to be unable to get into bed when he returned.

Around the blood pool, four huge red pillars stood supporting the space, and there were a large number of strange lines emitting red light on each pillar.