Chapter 135 Want to kill me?Whimsical!
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Han Men Tian Xia
Hell Arena.
Compared with the sparse scene before, the surrounding auditorium was now full of people.
Almost most of the fallen people living in the Killing City gathered here, looking at the figure on the arena below with red eyes and excitement.
Waves of shouts continued to spread in the audience.
"demon king!"
"demon king!"
……
That's right!
Chu Bai, who won 98 consecutive victories in the Hell Arena with his absolute strength in just one year, was directly given the title of "Big Demon King" by the fallen in the Killing City.
And it is well deserved, no one doubts it.
just now.
It’s the Demon King’s No. 90 nine-game winning streak!
As long as you win one more victory, you can reach the [-]-win milestone and start the final road to the Killing City!
Even if it didn't happen to him, the fallen people in the surrounding auditorium were still extremely excited about the miracle of the birth of a new god of death that he could see in his lifetime.
But compared to their excitement, the King of Slaughter in a certain palace had a gloomy and ugly expression.
Especially when he heard the shouts of "Big Devil", he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap the armrest of the chair hard.
"boom!"
"Damn it! It's really hateful! If I hadn't been afraid of that person, I would have thrown this damn young man into hell and turned him into nourishment!"
Before he finished speaking, the scarlet eyes of the Slaughter King suddenly moved to the unknown woman below.
"And you, didn't you say that this boy is just good-looking, but his strength is average?
Why, one year later, not only did he not die, but he also completed a winning streak of 99 games?
Could it be that you were greedy for his beauty and deliberately arranged some weak opponents for him? "
As soon as these words came out, there was also a strong murderous intention that enveloped his body.
The unknown woman below was immediately frightened and knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound.
While kowtowing, she said in panic: "Master, this slave's life is all given by the master, how dare you do such a disloyal thing to the master.
It's just that the young man was so incredibly strong that even his opponents who were all soul saints were killed when they joined forces.
Even if the slaves secretly interfered in the selection of contestants, they were really powerless. "
After hearing the nameless woman's begging for mercy and explanation, the Slaughter Lord's expression became uncertain.
Finally he snorted suddenly.
"Then what do you think we should do? Are we going to let him go to hell after completing a hundred games?"
Not to mention that the other party had killed so many soul masters in this year, and used strange means to swallow up Hai Liang's soul power and soul fragments, slowing down the replenishment of Hell Sea's energy.
However, the rules of the Killing City are there, and coupled with the threat of another Killing God, the Killing King is unable to take action even if he wants to.
not to mention.
If that boy really completes a hundred games and clears the Road to Hell, it will become a major problem for him as the Killing King.
No matter what, he didn't want to see this happen.
And below, the nameless woman kneeling on the ground seemed to know that Chu Bai used strange means to intercept the soul power in the Hell Arena.
So when she heard the Slaughter King's inquiry, she gritted her teeth and said, "Master, doesn't that young man like to devour soul power so much?
Then let everyone in the Killing City know that he has a way to quickly improve his strength and leave the Killing City safely.
The owner temporarily closed the Hell Arena due to insufficient energy in the Hell Arena.
The slave didn't believe that under such temptation, the boy could still survive to participate in a game! "
This plan is not poisonous!
Even the City of Killing felt that if this plan continued, the boy with the enviable face would never survive to participate in a game.
After all, as long as he does not open the Hell Arena, the opponent will only be attacked by other soul masters in a steady stream.
Let alone participating in a game.
Whether they can survive the next day depends on whether the other party has such luck.
Thinking of this, the Slaughter King suddenly felt relieved.
With his status as the King of Slaughter, it is still okay to close the Hell Arena for a period of time.
And it's something that needs to be done.
After all, the Hell Arena has indeed lost a lot of energy in a year.
Even if the God of Death comes looking for him again, there is no reason to blame him.
As for the rumors...
The King of Slaughter glanced at the unknown woman kneeling on the ground below and spoke calmly.
"Since you proposed this method, I'll leave it to you to arrange it."
There is no need to involve him as the King of Killers in this matter.
Wumingnu was obviously aware of the Slaughter King's thoughts.
However, even life was given by the King of Slaughter, so how could she resist?
So he could only nodded, stood up and exited the hall.
The King of Slaughter, who was sitting alone on the throne, had tyranny in his eyes.
"Little guy, I have tolerated you for a year, so go die now!"
……
In the Hell Arena.
After some devouring, Chu Bai, who successfully intercepted most of his soul power and soul, opened his eyes again.
A beautiful system prompt sounded next to my ears.
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the mission - 99 consecutive wins in the Hell Arena. The host will be rewarded with one percent of the original power of the world."
Looking at the world's origin power that I have accumulated, it has reached nine-tenths.
It's only one-tenth of the way to successfully accumulate a share of the world's origin power.
Chu Bai's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of expectation.
"If we achieve a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Arena, that should be enough, right?"
Besides.
In his soul power storage stone, he also accumulated rich soul power.
This was an effect he achieved after killing at least three hundred soul masters of various strengths within a year and capturing a large amount of the escaped soul power.
Once used, it can definitely increase the soul power of the elf body by twenty levels in an instant.
The soul age of the Tree of Life can also be increased by more than [-] years.
And this is just the harvest of one year in the killing city.
have to say.
The Killing City is really a good place.
Coupled with the fact that he drinks a glass of Huangquan Lu from time to time to refresh himself, Chu Bai is quite satisfied with this place.
I even have plans to live here permanently.
But now!
Let’s finish the [-]-game winning streak in Hell Arena first!
Thinking of this, Chu Bai calmed down and left the Hell Arena, preparing to go back to his residence to rest for a while before registering for a game.
On the way, another figure appeared from behind.
Chu Bai has become accustomed to this.
But what he never expected was.
This time, as he gradually left the inner circle, the figures following him not only remained the same, but also increased in number.
When they reached the outer circle, these figures that were originally hanging behind suddenly caught up quickly and directly surrounded Chu Bai in the middle.
Astonishingly, he was a famous fallen soul master.
Judging from their number, they were no less than a hundred people.
Moreover, each one exuded strong murderous intent, and a pair of greedy eyes stared at Chu Bai who was surrounded in the middle.
After Chu Bai was stunned for a moment, a sneer suddenly appeared on his handsome face.
"You just reached 99 consecutive game wins and you want to kill me?
How fantastic! "
Compared with the sparse scene before, the surrounding auditorium was now full of people.
Almost most of the fallen people living in the Killing City gathered here, looking at the figure on the arena below with red eyes and excitement.
Waves of shouts continued to spread in the audience.
"demon king!"
"demon king!"
……
That's right!
Chu Bai, who won 98 consecutive victories in the Hell Arena with his absolute strength in just one year, was directly given the title of "Big Demon King" by the fallen in the Killing City.
And it is well deserved, no one doubts it.
just now.
It’s the Demon King’s No. 90 nine-game winning streak!
As long as you win one more victory, you can reach the [-]-win milestone and start the final road to the Killing City!
Even if it didn't happen to him, the fallen people in the surrounding auditorium were still extremely excited about the miracle of the birth of a new god of death that he could see in his lifetime.
But compared to their excitement, the King of Slaughter in a certain palace had a gloomy and ugly expression.
Especially when he heard the shouts of "Big Devil", he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap the armrest of the chair hard.
"boom!"
"Damn it! It's really hateful! If I hadn't been afraid of that person, I would have thrown this damn young man into hell and turned him into nourishment!"
Before he finished speaking, the scarlet eyes of the Slaughter King suddenly moved to the unknown woman below.
"And you, didn't you say that this boy is just good-looking, but his strength is average?
Why, one year later, not only did he not die, but he also completed a winning streak of 99 games?
Could it be that you were greedy for his beauty and deliberately arranged some weak opponents for him? "
As soon as these words came out, there was also a strong murderous intention that enveloped his body.
The unknown woman below was immediately frightened and knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound.
While kowtowing, she said in panic: "Master, this slave's life is all given by the master, how dare you do such a disloyal thing to the master.
It's just that the young man was so incredibly strong that even his opponents who were all soul saints were killed when they joined forces.
Even if the slaves secretly interfered in the selection of contestants, they were really powerless. "
After hearing the nameless woman's begging for mercy and explanation, the Slaughter Lord's expression became uncertain.
Finally he snorted suddenly.
"Then what do you think we should do? Are we going to let him go to hell after completing a hundred games?"
Not to mention that the other party had killed so many soul masters in this year, and used strange means to swallow up Hai Liang's soul power and soul fragments, slowing down the replenishment of Hell Sea's energy.
However, the rules of the Killing City are there, and coupled with the threat of another Killing God, the Killing King is unable to take action even if he wants to.
not to mention.
If that boy really completes a hundred games and clears the Road to Hell, it will become a major problem for him as the Killing King.
No matter what, he didn't want to see this happen.
And below, the nameless woman kneeling on the ground seemed to know that Chu Bai used strange means to intercept the soul power in the Hell Arena.
So when she heard the Slaughter King's inquiry, she gritted her teeth and said, "Master, doesn't that young man like to devour soul power so much?
Then let everyone in the Killing City know that he has a way to quickly improve his strength and leave the Killing City safely.
The owner temporarily closed the Hell Arena due to insufficient energy in the Hell Arena.
The slave didn't believe that under such temptation, the boy could still survive to participate in a game! "
This plan is not poisonous!
Even the City of Killing felt that if this plan continued, the boy with the enviable face would never survive to participate in a game.
After all, as long as he does not open the Hell Arena, the opponent will only be attacked by other soul masters in a steady stream.
Let alone participating in a game.
Whether they can survive the next day depends on whether the other party has such luck.
Thinking of this, the Slaughter King suddenly felt relieved.
With his status as the King of Slaughter, it is still okay to close the Hell Arena for a period of time.
And it's something that needs to be done.
After all, the Hell Arena has indeed lost a lot of energy in a year.
Even if the God of Death comes looking for him again, there is no reason to blame him.
As for the rumors...
The King of Slaughter glanced at the unknown woman kneeling on the ground below and spoke calmly.
"Since you proposed this method, I'll leave it to you to arrange it."
There is no need to involve him as the King of Killers in this matter.
Wumingnu was obviously aware of the Slaughter King's thoughts.
However, even life was given by the King of Slaughter, so how could she resist?
So he could only nodded, stood up and exited the hall.
The King of Slaughter, who was sitting alone on the throne, had tyranny in his eyes.
"Little guy, I have tolerated you for a year, so go die now!"
……
In the Hell Arena.
After some devouring, Chu Bai, who successfully intercepted most of his soul power and soul, opened his eyes again.
A beautiful system prompt sounded next to my ears.
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the mission - 99 consecutive wins in the Hell Arena. The host will be rewarded with one percent of the original power of the world."
Looking at the world's origin power that I have accumulated, it has reached nine-tenths.
It's only one-tenth of the way to successfully accumulate a share of the world's origin power.
Chu Bai's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of expectation.
"If we achieve a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Arena, that should be enough, right?"
Besides.
In his soul power storage stone, he also accumulated rich soul power.
This was an effect he achieved after killing at least three hundred soul masters of various strengths within a year and capturing a large amount of the escaped soul power.
Once used, it can definitely increase the soul power of the elf body by twenty levels in an instant.
The soul age of the Tree of Life can also be increased by more than [-] years.
And this is just the harvest of one year in the killing city.
have to say.
The Killing City is really a good place.
Coupled with the fact that he drinks a glass of Huangquan Lu from time to time to refresh himself, Chu Bai is quite satisfied with this place.
I even have plans to live here permanently.
But now!
Let’s finish the [-]-game winning streak in Hell Arena first!
Thinking of this, Chu Bai calmed down and left the Hell Arena, preparing to go back to his residence to rest for a while before registering for a game.
On the way, another figure appeared from behind.
Chu Bai has become accustomed to this.
But what he never expected was.
This time, as he gradually left the inner circle, the figures following him not only remained the same, but also increased in number.
When they reached the outer circle, these figures that were originally hanging behind suddenly caught up quickly and directly surrounded Chu Bai in the middle.
Astonishingly, he was a famous fallen soul master.
Judging from their number, they were no less than a hundred people.
Moreover, each one exuded strong murderous intent, and a pair of greedy eyes stared at Chu Bai who was surrounded in the middle.
After Chu Bai was stunned for a moment, a sneer suddenly appeared on his handsome face.
"You just reached 99 consecutive game wins and you want to kill me?
How fantastic! "
