Chapter 93 God Killer
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Da Xiong Tai He
Chapter 93 The God-killer
With just this opening scene, hundreds of people died in the arena.
After they died, blood flowed towards the circular platform, filling the grooves on the platform, and interweaving each other to form a bright red and strange pattern.
I don’t know if it’s because Li Minghong and the others were relatively far back and were less affected by illusions. No one committed suicide like those in front.
"Okay! I have seen everyone's loyalty to the gods!"
After hearing what the white-robed man said, everyone in the arena started to shout crazily again.
The man in white robe raised his head, seemingly enjoying the noise around him.
Then, he said loudly: "Start now, the blood shark arena begins!"
As soon as the white-robed man finished speaking, dozens of people rushed forward, struggling to run forward, with frightening frenzy in their eyes.
"I'll come first! I'll come first!"
"Fuck you! Let me come first!"
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They pushed each other, cursed, and then became more and more excited and started fighting.
Li Minghong frowned slightly.
But at this moment, Li Minghong was keenly aware that a gaze on the stage was instantly directed at Li Minghong, and Li Minghong quickly changed back to his fanatical demeanor.
Then that gaze stayed on Li Minghong for a long time, then gradually moved away.
Li Minghong couldn't help but feel relieved, but at the same time he became more vigilant.
'I didn't expect the man in white robe's perception to be so sharp. I just frowned slightly and he could detect something wrong with me among thousands of people. '
This made Li Minghong feel that the white-robed man's strength was unfathomable.
Using illusions to control ten thousand people at once was something that no ordinary soul master could achieve. Li Minghong felt that if the white-robed man could do this, his strength would be at least above that of a titled Douluo.
'Title Douluo?It should be impossible, I don't remember this kind of evil soul master in the original book reaching the Title Douluo, but if it wasn't a Title Douluo, how would he do it? '
"I feel your enthusiasm! But I order you all to stop now!"
The man in white robe shouted loudly, and dozens of people on the round platform stopped one after another. There were traces of blood everywhere on their bodies. They looked at the man in white robe feverishly, and then knelt on the ground.
Seeing this, the white-robed man nodded in satisfaction, "Although I know you all want to express your loyalty to the gods, you can't break the rules of the blood shark arena."
"But now I grant you the supreme honor and let you participate in the ring in another way, if you are willing!"
"willing!"
"My lord! I am willing!"
Hearing this, the white-robed man nodded slightly, then raised his arms.
"This is a gift from the gods."
Under the expectant eyes of thousands of people, a white light gradually emerged from the hands of the white-robed man, and his soul power came out through his body, instantly shattering the dozens of people on the stage, turning into a rain of blood and floating in the air.
'This'
Seeing this scene, Li Minghong's pupils shrank slightly, and more intense screams and applause broke out on the field.
At this time, the man in white robe looked towards Li Minghong again.
'Has it been discovered again? '
You know, his expression didn't change at all just now!
Facing the shouts of the crowd, the man in white robe walked slowly towards the audience stage, facing Li Minghong's position.
Step, step, step.
Even though the surrounding environment was so noisy, at this moment Li Minghong seemed to only feel his own heartbeat and the footsteps of the man in white robe.
Li Minghong shouted at the white-robed man while maintaining a fanatical mood, while hanging his heart in his throat.
The soul power secretly circulates in his body. If anything goes wrong, Li Minghong will immediately summon the Spider God Spear and run away.
The man in white robe walked to Li Minghong's side, and the strong smell of blood from his body floated into Li Minghong's nose, making Li Minghong's heartstrings tighten.
Everyone in the venue stared at Li Minghong, and the air became thicker.
"Don't pretend, I know you didn't fall into the illusion."
Li Minghong's heart was shaken, and he was about to summon the Spider God Lance to run away, but Zhao Laosan next to him screamed and knelt on the ground.
"My lord! Please let me go!"
'what? '
Li Minghong was very shocked. Why did the unattractive Zhao Laosan get rid of the control of the illusion?Li Minghong didn't notice the fluctuation of soul power in Zhao Laosan at all!
Zhao Laosan just wanted to go forward and hug the leg of the white-robed man, but the white-robed man turned sideways to dodge.
Then he said loudly: "Look, everyone! There is an alien in our organization!"
As he spoke, he circulated his soul power and threw Zhao Laosan onto the ring.
At this time, several men in black robes appeared next to the man in white robes, and whispered into the ears of the man in white robes.
Not knowing what they said, the white-robed man nodded after hearing this, then took another deep look at Li Minghong, and walked towards the circular platform.
"Everyone said, how should we treat aliens!"
After hearing the voice of the man in white robe, everyone in the venue started to shout.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
After getting a satisfactory answer, the man in white robe hung Zhao Laosan in the air.
Next, Zhao Laosan was brutally abused, and his screams deeply stimulated the nerves of everyone in the arena.
While watching this scene, Li Minghong thought about why Zhao Laosan, an ordinary person, was not controlled by the illusion.
He also thought about what the black-robed man had just said to the white-robed man's ear, and the white-robed man looked back at himself.
Li Minghong strung these things together, and vaguely had an answer in his heart.
'Blood, the blood of that blood pot! '
At this moment, Li Minghong had the answer in his heart. The white-robed man used that blood to assist in his illusion!
Because Zhao Laosan gave most of the blood in his cup to Li Minghong, so Zhao Laosan was not greatly affected!
Although Li Minghong is not [-]% sure of his idea, he is absolutely inseparable from it.
Zhao Laosan was just an episode, and the blood shark ring continued.
"The first match! Heipao Lin vs. Heipaohan!"
As the man in white robe finished speaking, the two men in black robe walked to the ring, took off their black robes, and exposed their original appearances to the air.
There is a great similarity in appearance between them.
They all have pale skin, and the cyan blood vessels under the skin are vaguely visible. At the same time, the most impressive thing is their eyes.
They have no whites of their eyes, and their eyes are thick red that is almost black.
'This is probably a side effect of their practice. '
Li Minghong guessed that, after all, the cultivation methods of evil soul masters are relatively evil, and it is not surprising that some changes in appearance are brought about.
"Game start!"
Following the order from the man in white robe, they summoned their martial spirits one after another.
I saw five soul rings floating behind them. These were two soul kings.
'The only advantage of evil soul masters is that they can practice quickly, which can be seen from the fact that there are so many soul kings in this organization. '
Although Li Minghong was a little envious of their cultivation speed, he did not want to be an evil soul master. After all, evil soul masters would be just like them until the end of their training.
There was nothing special about the fighting process, it was just that the two of them rushed to kill each other with every move.
Fighting to the end, the black-robed Lin won.
After he won, he brutally tortured Black Paohan to death, then stood up and roared loudly.
Li Minghong could clearly hear the excitement and fear in his voice.
The atmosphere in the arena intensified.
There have been more than a dozen games in this kind of competition with the soul king alone, and only one person will survive in each game.
As a winner appears in each game, there will be hundreds of people in the audience, celebrating them with their lives.
From the beginning to the present, more than 2000 people have died on the field.
It stands to reason that their blood should have already flowed over the circular platform, but the surface of the circular platform is still extremely clean.
Even the blood of those dead soul kings disappeared without a trace.
According to Li Minghong's observation, the blood that remains on it will gradually disappear.
'Where did all that blood go? '
Li Minghong felt that this place was becoming more and more evil.
The soul king match went on for twenty rounds, followed by the soul emperor match.
Compared with the Soul King's match, the Soul Emperor's match was no different, except that the battle became more intense, and there were more and more people committing suicide outside the arena.
After the ten Soul Emperor matches, the number of people in the arena has dropped to less than 5000.
Only then did Li Minghong realize where the blood had gone.
'Those two statues are getting redder and redder. '
Li Minghong clearly noticed the change in the color of the statues with his peripheral vision.
"Okay! The Soul Emperor's Blood Shark Arena match has ended! Next is a Soul Saint match!"
Hearing the words of the man in white robe, Li Minghong kept thinking about the solution to the current predicament in his mind.
'According to the man in white robe, if this ring continues, everyone will die!What will I do then? '
Before he had time to think about it, the two soul saints on the stage entered the arena.
"Okay, let's get started, you two."
The white-robed man's voice was frivolous, and seemed to be a little joking.
The two men in black stood facing each other, took off their black robes and summoned their martial souls.
Just when Li Minghong thought they would fight to the death like the previous Soul Kings and Soul Emperors, they suddenly rushed towards the white-robed man.
"Go to hell! You bastard! Aren't you just lucky enough to be given a gift by the gods?"
The two of them exploded with all their soul power and attacked the man in white robe.
The white-robed man stood motionless, not knowing whether he was frightened, or because he didn't pay attention to them at all.
"Oh, why are you so angry? It seems that you want to dedicate your life to God."
After saying that, the white-robed man's soul power surged all over his body, and the two people suddenly froze in place.
"Damn! Florin! What have you done to us!"
Hearing the questioning of the two, the white-robed man laughed loudly and said, "Have you forgotten? You have all dedicated your lives to the gods! As the only spokesperson for the God of Slaughter in the world, of course I can control your lives Already!"
The two soul saints were shocked when they heard this. They faced the man in white robe with ferocious faces and gnashed their teeth and said: "Florin! You have to die! Even that bullshit god, he is just a hidden piece of trash! Sooner or later you will all be dead!" Going to hell!"
Hearing what they said, the man in white laughed even more wildly, walked up to them and patted both of them on the shoulders.
"Hahaha, are we going to hell? We are hell here!"
After all, the hands of the white-robed man glowed red.
"Okay, I've seen enough of your faces. Since you insult the gods so much, then use your lives to make amends to the gods!"
After saying that, the white-robed man suddenly burst into red light, turning the entire arena into a blood red.
Not only the two soul sages, but everyone in the arena glowed red.
The howling sound resounded throughout the venue, only Li Minghong was not affected by this.
Under Li Minghong's horrified gaze, the bodies of everyone on the field began to wither, and blood seeped out from their pores, gradually forming a huge stream in the air, flowing into the center of the circular platform, and then seeping into it.
The statues on both sides of the platform became increasingly bright red, and in the end, their eyes seemed to glow strangely red.
"Hahaha! Everyone is dead!"
Everyone in the arena died, leaving only shriveled corpses everywhere, as well as Li Minghong and the white-robed man.
The voice of the man in white echoed in the empty arena, and Li Minghong's heartstrings also fluctuated accordingly.
"From the very beginning, I found that something was wrong with you. As I expected, you didn't drink the blood from that blood pot?"
As the white-robed man spoke, he lifted his hood, revealing his haggard pale face.
Li Minghong summoned his martial spirit, lowered his center of gravity, tensed up, and assumed a fighting posture.
"Hehe, you are very special. As the spokesperson of the gods, I didn't even see your soul power level."
After all, the white-robed man directly summoned the Martial Soul, which was the combination skill form of those people that Li Minghong had seen before.
The God of Slaughter.
I saw eight spirit rings floating behind him, and he was clearly a powerhouse at the Contra level.
The strong sense of oppression made Li Minghong's head break out in cold sweat.
'Damn it, there's not a living soul around!My Demonic Spider's Bite can't be used at all! '
This is the most troublesome point for Li Minghong.
"Hahaha, struggle! Struggle to your heart's content to please me!"
The white-robed man activated his soul skills and attacked Li Minghong.
call out!
A huge sound broke through the air, and Li Minghong quickly used Ghost Shadow to dodge.
Although it was Contra's random blow, for Li Minghong, an ordinary soul sect, its power should not be underestimated.
"Still struggling? Interesting."
A playful smile was formed on the corner of the white-robed man's mouth. He didn't expect that a little soul sect would actually have the heart to resist a Contra in the face of him.
According to common sense, with such a gap in strength like a natural moat, the opponent should have given up struggling long ago.
"Seeing that you are young, but you have such strength, you are really a genius."
While attacking Li Minghong, the white-robed man chatted like a small talk.
"If I had your talent, why would I cultivate such an unfair path?"
The man in white robe's voice suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes towards Li Minghong became more sinister.
"Since you are a genius, I will also treat you as a genius."
After all, the white-robed man walked towards a huge statue next to the circular platform, and then his body glowed red, and his body gradually floated up.
"Haha, today I sacrificed tens of thousands of people to the gods, including so many soul masters with high soul power, and the gods lowered my authority."
"Today my martial spirit will obtain its true form! Become a true god-level martial spirit!"
As he spoke, the martial soul behind the white-robed man gradually merged with the statue.
During the fusion process, the ground shook suddenly, and Li Minghong quickly stabilized his center of gravity.
"Damn, what to do!"
Li Minghong didn't dare to interrupt him rashly, because he knew it was useless.
Up to now, Li Minghong didn't consume much soul power, only a little physical energy consumption. He was looking for an opportunity to use the spider god's possession to kill the white-robed man with one blow.
As the soul of the white-robed man merged into the statue, Li Minghong clearly noticed the human emotions appearing in the statue's eyes.
"No! No! Where is my martial spirit! My martial spirit is missing!"
The man in white robe suddenly fell to the ground. He felt that he had lost contact with Wuhun, and looked at the statue in horror and anger.
"It's you! The God of Slaughter! I sacrificed tens of thousands of people to you in vain! Now you're doing this to me!"
The white-robed man fell powerlessly to the ground and cursed.
As his martial soul disappeared, the soul power in his body also disappeared.
Although he still has the physical fitness of Contra, he can't move, because the God of Slaughter has absolute dominance over his followers.
On the statue's face, there was an inhuman grin, revealing his two rows of neatly arranged teeth.
The man in white robe continued to curse the statue in front of him. He was so prosperous just now, but now he is so miserable.
The statue stepped forward and then suddenly stepped down.
Boom!
When the smoke and dust dispersed, Li Minghong saw the puddle of minced meat on the circular platform.
Then the statue turned to look at Li Minghong again.
Just when Li Minghong wanted to summon the Spider Spear to fight to the death, the statue ignored Li Minghong and sat in the middle of the platform.
The blood in the statue's body began to spurt out, and then turned into bright red flesh and surfaced on the surface.
He is transforming stone statues into flesh!
Another statue next to the platform also moved.
I saw that the statue directly melted into a ball of bright red energy, rushing towards the statue in the center of the platform.
When Li Minghong saw this scene, he also understood the thoughts of this god of murder.
He wants to completely become a living person and exist in the human world.
'Don't those gods in the divine world care?Doesn’t it mean that gods from the divine realm cannot interfere with the lower realms? '
Li Minghong frowned.
The statue's body was covered with more and more flesh and blood, and its figure became smaller and smaller.
The breath of soul power has been soaring crazily.
soul master.
Great Soul Master.
Soul Venerable.
Soul Saint.
Contra!
Then the aura in his body soared, and he was about to be promoted to the Title Douluo!
During this period, Li Minghong was not idle. He wanted to find an exit and escape. After finding the exit, Li Minghong was about to rush up and unscrew the door, only to find that a barrier covered the entire space here.
Li Minghong couldn't get out at all!
Helpless, he could only summon the Martial Soul, used the Blue Silver Thousand Machine to create the Overlord Needle, and shot it at the God of Slaughter, to see if he could find other opportunities.
As a result, the Overlord Needle only pierced a little fur, and the God of Massacre didn't even open his eyes.
It was obvious that Li Minghong's attack was not effective against the God of Slaughter.
But Li Minghong's eyes lit up.
'The reason why this god has no defense against me is that he thinks that I can't break his defense, and if I break it, I won't be able to attack him. '
Thinking of this, Li Minghong chuckled twice and looked at the god of murder with his eyes closed in the distance.
'If that's the case, then I will be a god-killer today! '
With just this opening scene, hundreds of people died in the arena.
After they died, blood flowed towards the circular platform, filling the grooves on the platform, and interweaving each other to form a bright red and strange pattern.
I don’t know if it’s because Li Minghong and the others were relatively far back and were less affected by illusions. No one committed suicide like those in front.
"Okay! I have seen everyone's loyalty to the gods!"
After hearing what the white-robed man said, everyone in the arena started to shout crazily again.
The man in white robe raised his head, seemingly enjoying the noise around him.
Then, he said loudly: "Start now, the blood shark arena begins!"
As soon as the white-robed man finished speaking, dozens of people rushed forward, struggling to run forward, with frightening frenzy in their eyes.
"I'll come first! I'll come first!"
"Fuck you! Let me come first!"
"."
They pushed each other, cursed, and then became more and more excited and started fighting.
Li Minghong frowned slightly.
But at this moment, Li Minghong was keenly aware that a gaze on the stage was instantly directed at Li Minghong, and Li Minghong quickly changed back to his fanatical demeanor.
Then that gaze stayed on Li Minghong for a long time, then gradually moved away.
Li Minghong couldn't help but feel relieved, but at the same time he became more vigilant.
'I didn't expect the man in white robe's perception to be so sharp. I just frowned slightly and he could detect something wrong with me among thousands of people. '
This made Li Minghong feel that the white-robed man's strength was unfathomable.
Using illusions to control ten thousand people at once was something that no ordinary soul master could achieve. Li Minghong felt that if the white-robed man could do this, his strength would be at least above that of a titled Douluo.
'Title Douluo?It should be impossible, I don't remember this kind of evil soul master in the original book reaching the Title Douluo, but if it wasn't a Title Douluo, how would he do it? '
"I feel your enthusiasm! But I order you all to stop now!"
The man in white robe shouted loudly, and dozens of people on the round platform stopped one after another. There were traces of blood everywhere on their bodies. They looked at the man in white robe feverishly, and then knelt on the ground.
Seeing this, the white-robed man nodded in satisfaction, "Although I know you all want to express your loyalty to the gods, you can't break the rules of the blood shark arena."
"But now I grant you the supreme honor and let you participate in the ring in another way, if you are willing!"
"willing!"
"My lord! I am willing!"
Hearing this, the white-robed man nodded slightly, then raised his arms.
"This is a gift from the gods."
Under the expectant eyes of thousands of people, a white light gradually emerged from the hands of the white-robed man, and his soul power came out through his body, instantly shattering the dozens of people on the stage, turning into a rain of blood and floating in the air.
'This'
Seeing this scene, Li Minghong's pupils shrank slightly, and more intense screams and applause broke out on the field.
At this time, the man in white robe looked towards Li Minghong again.
'Has it been discovered again? '
You know, his expression didn't change at all just now!
Facing the shouts of the crowd, the man in white robe walked slowly towards the audience stage, facing Li Minghong's position.
Step, step, step.
Even though the surrounding environment was so noisy, at this moment Li Minghong seemed to only feel his own heartbeat and the footsteps of the man in white robe.
Li Minghong shouted at the white-robed man while maintaining a fanatical mood, while hanging his heart in his throat.
The soul power secretly circulates in his body. If anything goes wrong, Li Minghong will immediately summon the Spider God Spear and run away.
The man in white robe walked to Li Minghong's side, and the strong smell of blood from his body floated into Li Minghong's nose, making Li Minghong's heartstrings tighten.
Everyone in the venue stared at Li Minghong, and the air became thicker.
"Don't pretend, I know you didn't fall into the illusion."
Li Minghong's heart was shaken, and he was about to summon the Spider God Lance to run away, but Zhao Laosan next to him screamed and knelt on the ground.
"My lord! Please let me go!"
'what? '
Li Minghong was very shocked. Why did the unattractive Zhao Laosan get rid of the control of the illusion?Li Minghong didn't notice the fluctuation of soul power in Zhao Laosan at all!
Zhao Laosan just wanted to go forward and hug the leg of the white-robed man, but the white-robed man turned sideways to dodge.
Then he said loudly: "Look, everyone! There is an alien in our organization!"
As he spoke, he circulated his soul power and threw Zhao Laosan onto the ring.
At this time, several men in black robes appeared next to the man in white robes, and whispered into the ears of the man in white robes.
Not knowing what they said, the white-robed man nodded after hearing this, then took another deep look at Li Minghong, and walked towards the circular platform.
"Everyone said, how should we treat aliens!"
After hearing the voice of the man in white robe, everyone in the venue started to shout.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
After getting a satisfactory answer, the man in white robe hung Zhao Laosan in the air.
Next, Zhao Laosan was brutally abused, and his screams deeply stimulated the nerves of everyone in the arena.
While watching this scene, Li Minghong thought about why Zhao Laosan, an ordinary person, was not controlled by the illusion.
He also thought about what the black-robed man had just said to the white-robed man's ear, and the white-robed man looked back at himself.
Li Minghong strung these things together, and vaguely had an answer in his heart.
'Blood, the blood of that blood pot! '
At this moment, Li Minghong had the answer in his heart. The white-robed man used that blood to assist in his illusion!
Because Zhao Laosan gave most of the blood in his cup to Li Minghong, so Zhao Laosan was not greatly affected!
Although Li Minghong is not [-]% sure of his idea, he is absolutely inseparable from it.
Zhao Laosan was just an episode, and the blood shark ring continued.
"The first match! Heipao Lin vs. Heipaohan!"
As the man in white robe finished speaking, the two men in black robe walked to the ring, took off their black robes, and exposed their original appearances to the air.
There is a great similarity in appearance between them.
They all have pale skin, and the cyan blood vessels under the skin are vaguely visible. At the same time, the most impressive thing is their eyes.
They have no whites of their eyes, and their eyes are thick red that is almost black.
'This is probably a side effect of their practice. '
Li Minghong guessed that, after all, the cultivation methods of evil soul masters are relatively evil, and it is not surprising that some changes in appearance are brought about.
"Game start!"
Following the order from the man in white robe, they summoned their martial spirits one after another.
I saw five soul rings floating behind them. These were two soul kings.
'The only advantage of evil soul masters is that they can practice quickly, which can be seen from the fact that there are so many soul kings in this organization. '
Although Li Minghong was a little envious of their cultivation speed, he did not want to be an evil soul master. After all, evil soul masters would be just like them until the end of their training.
There was nothing special about the fighting process, it was just that the two of them rushed to kill each other with every move.
Fighting to the end, the black-robed Lin won.
After he won, he brutally tortured Black Paohan to death, then stood up and roared loudly.
Li Minghong could clearly hear the excitement and fear in his voice.
The atmosphere in the arena intensified.
There have been more than a dozen games in this kind of competition with the soul king alone, and only one person will survive in each game.
As a winner appears in each game, there will be hundreds of people in the audience, celebrating them with their lives.
From the beginning to the present, more than 2000 people have died on the field.
It stands to reason that their blood should have already flowed over the circular platform, but the surface of the circular platform is still extremely clean.
Even the blood of those dead soul kings disappeared without a trace.
According to Li Minghong's observation, the blood that remains on it will gradually disappear.
'Where did all that blood go? '
Li Minghong felt that this place was becoming more and more evil.
The soul king match went on for twenty rounds, followed by the soul emperor match.
Compared with the Soul King's match, the Soul Emperor's match was no different, except that the battle became more intense, and there were more and more people committing suicide outside the arena.
After the ten Soul Emperor matches, the number of people in the arena has dropped to less than 5000.
Only then did Li Minghong realize where the blood had gone.
'Those two statues are getting redder and redder. '
Li Minghong clearly noticed the change in the color of the statues with his peripheral vision.
"Okay! The Soul Emperor's Blood Shark Arena match has ended! Next is a Soul Saint match!"
Hearing the words of the man in white robe, Li Minghong kept thinking about the solution to the current predicament in his mind.
'According to the man in white robe, if this ring continues, everyone will die!What will I do then? '
Before he had time to think about it, the two soul saints on the stage entered the arena.
"Okay, let's get started, you two."
The white-robed man's voice was frivolous, and seemed to be a little joking.
The two men in black stood facing each other, took off their black robes and summoned their martial souls.
Just when Li Minghong thought they would fight to the death like the previous Soul Kings and Soul Emperors, they suddenly rushed towards the white-robed man.
"Go to hell! You bastard! Aren't you just lucky enough to be given a gift by the gods?"
The two of them exploded with all their soul power and attacked the man in white robe.
The white-robed man stood motionless, not knowing whether he was frightened, or because he didn't pay attention to them at all.
"Oh, why are you so angry? It seems that you want to dedicate your life to God."
After saying that, the white-robed man's soul power surged all over his body, and the two people suddenly froze in place.
"Damn! Florin! What have you done to us!"
Hearing the questioning of the two, the white-robed man laughed loudly and said, "Have you forgotten? You have all dedicated your lives to the gods! As the only spokesperson for the God of Slaughter in the world, of course I can control your lives Already!"
The two soul saints were shocked when they heard this. They faced the man in white robe with ferocious faces and gnashed their teeth and said: "Florin! You have to die! Even that bullshit god, he is just a hidden piece of trash! Sooner or later you will all be dead!" Going to hell!"
Hearing what they said, the man in white laughed even more wildly, walked up to them and patted both of them on the shoulders.
"Hahaha, are we going to hell? We are hell here!"
After all, the hands of the white-robed man glowed red.
"Okay, I've seen enough of your faces. Since you insult the gods so much, then use your lives to make amends to the gods!"
After saying that, the white-robed man suddenly burst into red light, turning the entire arena into a blood red.
Not only the two soul sages, but everyone in the arena glowed red.
The howling sound resounded throughout the venue, only Li Minghong was not affected by this.
Under Li Minghong's horrified gaze, the bodies of everyone on the field began to wither, and blood seeped out from their pores, gradually forming a huge stream in the air, flowing into the center of the circular platform, and then seeping into it.
The statues on both sides of the platform became increasingly bright red, and in the end, their eyes seemed to glow strangely red.
"Hahaha! Everyone is dead!"
Everyone in the arena died, leaving only shriveled corpses everywhere, as well as Li Minghong and the white-robed man.
The voice of the man in white echoed in the empty arena, and Li Minghong's heartstrings also fluctuated accordingly.
"From the very beginning, I found that something was wrong with you. As I expected, you didn't drink the blood from that blood pot?"
As the white-robed man spoke, he lifted his hood, revealing his haggard pale face.
Li Minghong summoned his martial spirit, lowered his center of gravity, tensed up, and assumed a fighting posture.
"Hehe, you are very special. As the spokesperson of the gods, I didn't even see your soul power level."
After all, the white-robed man directly summoned the Martial Soul, which was the combination skill form of those people that Li Minghong had seen before.
The God of Slaughter.
I saw eight spirit rings floating behind him, and he was clearly a powerhouse at the Contra level.
The strong sense of oppression made Li Minghong's head break out in cold sweat.
'Damn it, there's not a living soul around!My Demonic Spider's Bite can't be used at all! '
This is the most troublesome point for Li Minghong.
"Hahaha, struggle! Struggle to your heart's content to please me!"
The white-robed man activated his soul skills and attacked Li Minghong.
call out!
A huge sound broke through the air, and Li Minghong quickly used Ghost Shadow to dodge.
Although it was Contra's random blow, for Li Minghong, an ordinary soul sect, its power should not be underestimated.
"Still struggling? Interesting."
A playful smile was formed on the corner of the white-robed man's mouth. He didn't expect that a little soul sect would actually have the heart to resist a Contra in the face of him.
According to common sense, with such a gap in strength like a natural moat, the opponent should have given up struggling long ago.
"Seeing that you are young, but you have such strength, you are really a genius."
While attacking Li Minghong, the white-robed man chatted like a small talk.
"If I had your talent, why would I cultivate such an unfair path?"
The man in white robe's voice suddenly became ferocious, and his eyes towards Li Minghong became more sinister.
"Since you are a genius, I will also treat you as a genius."
After all, the white-robed man walked towards a huge statue next to the circular platform, and then his body glowed red, and his body gradually floated up.
"Haha, today I sacrificed tens of thousands of people to the gods, including so many soul masters with high soul power, and the gods lowered my authority."
"Today my martial spirit will obtain its true form! Become a true god-level martial spirit!"
As he spoke, the martial soul behind the white-robed man gradually merged with the statue.
During the fusion process, the ground shook suddenly, and Li Minghong quickly stabilized his center of gravity.
"Damn, what to do!"
Li Minghong didn't dare to interrupt him rashly, because he knew it was useless.
Up to now, Li Minghong didn't consume much soul power, only a little physical energy consumption. He was looking for an opportunity to use the spider god's possession to kill the white-robed man with one blow.
As the soul of the white-robed man merged into the statue, Li Minghong clearly noticed the human emotions appearing in the statue's eyes.
"No! No! Where is my martial spirit! My martial spirit is missing!"
The man in white robe suddenly fell to the ground. He felt that he had lost contact with Wuhun, and looked at the statue in horror and anger.
"It's you! The God of Slaughter! I sacrificed tens of thousands of people to you in vain! Now you're doing this to me!"
The white-robed man fell powerlessly to the ground and cursed.
As his martial soul disappeared, the soul power in his body also disappeared.
Although he still has the physical fitness of Contra, he can't move, because the God of Slaughter has absolute dominance over his followers.
On the statue's face, there was an inhuman grin, revealing his two rows of neatly arranged teeth.
The man in white robe continued to curse the statue in front of him. He was so prosperous just now, but now he is so miserable.
The statue stepped forward and then suddenly stepped down.
Boom!
When the smoke and dust dispersed, Li Minghong saw the puddle of minced meat on the circular platform.
Then the statue turned to look at Li Minghong again.
Just when Li Minghong wanted to summon the Spider Spear to fight to the death, the statue ignored Li Minghong and sat in the middle of the platform.
The blood in the statue's body began to spurt out, and then turned into bright red flesh and surfaced on the surface.
He is transforming stone statues into flesh!
Another statue next to the platform also moved.
I saw that the statue directly melted into a ball of bright red energy, rushing towards the statue in the center of the platform.
When Li Minghong saw this scene, he also understood the thoughts of this god of murder.
He wants to completely become a living person and exist in the human world.
'Don't those gods in the divine world care?Doesn’t it mean that gods from the divine realm cannot interfere with the lower realms? '
Li Minghong frowned.
The statue's body was covered with more and more flesh and blood, and its figure became smaller and smaller.
The breath of soul power has been soaring crazily.
soul master.
Great Soul Master.
Soul Venerable.
Soul Saint.
Contra!
Then the aura in his body soared, and he was about to be promoted to the Title Douluo!
During this period, Li Minghong was not idle. He wanted to find an exit and escape. After finding the exit, Li Minghong was about to rush up and unscrew the door, only to find that a barrier covered the entire space here.
Li Minghong couldn't get out at all!
Helpless, he could only summon the Martial Soul, used the Blue Silver Thousand Machine to create the Overlord Needle, and shot it at the God of Slaughter, to see if he could find other opportunities.
As a result, the Overlord Needle only pierced a little fur, and the God of Massacre didn't even open his eyes.
It was obvious that Li Minghong's attack was not effective against the God of Slaughter.
But Li Minghong's eyes lit up.
'The reason why this god has no defense against me is that he thinks that I can't break his defense, and if I break it, I won't be able to attack him. '
Thinking of this, Li Minghong chuckled twice and looked at the god of murder with his eyes closed in the distance.
'If that's the case, then I will be a god-killer today! '
