The City of Killing, the inner city, and at this time countless fallen soul masters were caring for, of course their carnival was made with the blood of others as drinks!

"Haha~ I didn't expect that kid could really last ten games! This is his first day! I earned six cups of bloody Mary!"

A skinny man danced excitedly at the door of the Hell Killing Field, and the others on the side couldn't help but stay away from him.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the man was kicked away dozens of meters and fell to the ground silently.

Everyone outside the Hell Killing Field couldn't help but lower their heads, not caring about the man who took action... Boy.

"Huh~ Isn't it said that there are very few people participating in the competition? Why do I feel that there are so many messes here, and my hands are weak because I kill them."

After dealing with the guy standing in front of him, Haiming moved his wrists. His blood-stained clothes had been put away by him. At this time, he returned to his previous white clothes and white robe, and his folding fan was gently shaking, looking like a handsome young man!

"Sir, I don't know. Generally speaking, the battle in the hell killing field will not stop, but the more you participate, the longer you need to wait. There have never been one game after another like you."

In just three hours, Hai Ming killed ninety people and won ten victories.

At this time, even if he did nothing, he just needed to survive in this city of killing and could live for ten years.

To be honest, in addition to the level of prosperity, the other enjoyment is no worse than that of the outside world.

Especially there are no rules here.

On the way to the Hell Killing Field, Hai Ming has seen more than once seeing men forcibly dragging women away, or fighting for no reason.

What made Hai Ming feel most disgusted was a woman with scars all over her body squatting on the side of the road to give birth. Three or four men were watching. After giving birth, the child was eaten directly by those men, and the woman took this opportunity to leave directly!

"Have you never happened once? Haha~ By the way, you said you would stay by my side for twelve hours, right? It's a pity that if you keep following me, you will see such things often."

Hai Ming shook the folding fan in his hand, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

He left the Hell Killing Field not because he was injured or could not fight anymore, but because he had to wait a little longer next time, so he decided to give the king of the Killing City some time to gather his opponents, otherwise he might have spent a year and a half in the Killing City.

He couldn't stand staying in this dirty place for so long.

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Seven Treasures Glazed Grape Sect, Seven Treasure Pavilion.

"Uncle Jian, I need to ask you to go there. If Hai Ming comes out, take him away."

Ning Fengzhi put down the urgent letter from the disciples of the sect in his hand, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

"How long does it take?"

Chen Xin did not refuse, but just asked for a time limit.

After all, he is an elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect, and leaving the sect for a long time is not beneficial to the sect.

"Half a year, if Hai Ming hasn't come out after half a year, Uncle Jian, please come back."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and put down the letter in his hand.

The above records the situation where Hai Ming entered the capital of Killing in detail, and even the terrifying scenes in the tavern are vividly depicted!

Ning Fengzhi couldn't wait to see what Hai Ming, who had reborn from the hellish-like killing capital, looked like!

However, the exit of the City of Killing is fixed and is under the control of the Temple of War.

If no one responded, even if Hai Ming could leave the City of Killing, he would be discovered by the people in the Soul Palace as soon as possible. That would be not good.

Whoosh!

A sword light soared into the sky, and Chen Xin, who had just returned from Shrek Academy, rushed to the remote mountains on the edge of the Tiandou Empire.

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Three months later, in the Hell Killing Field, Hai Ming easily broke the neck of a titled Douluo with one hand, ignored the shoulder pierced by the sharp nails, and threw him aside.

In three months, Haiming killed nine hundred opponents on the battlefield, and each time nine people except him joined forces to deal with one of him.

Unfortunately, he, who has almost been completely deified, is not the opponent that the group of soul masters who have sealed their soul skills can deal with.

Outside the Hell Killing Field, Hai Ming killed at least two thousand fallen people. Now he is walking in the inner city, and no living person dares to approach within a radius of a hundred meters!

The capital of Killing also started to spread the name of Hai Ming, Living Hell!

"Congratulations, Living Yama." The low and sharp voice seemed to come from all directions, making people unable to help but cover their ears and their faces pale.

The condensed murderous aura that seemed to be solid quietly descended behind Hai Ming.

The atmosphere of the entire hell killing field rose to its extreme in an instant. The reason was very simple. A blood-red figure was landing behind Hai Ming from somewhere!

Hai Ming turned his head and completely ignored the hoarse roar of the "King of Killing" in the audience, his eyes full of calm.

"Living Yama, you are the most incredible talent I have ever seen." The tall man fell behind Hai Ming, and a huge scarlet cloak moved without wind. He grinned and smiled, as scary as an evil ghost emerging from hell!

"No one, like you, can still maintain such a clear mind after a hundred battles!"

The voice of the King of Killing was very low, and his words meant something.

Hai Ming curled his lips disdainfully. Not to mention the blessing of the sea god in his mind, Gaioka used the power of Shui Jun to clean Hai Ming's body from time to time. Just Hai Ming's self-mediation ability, killing tens of millions of ants will not make an adult unconscious!

"Living Yama, thank you very much for the performance you brought to us. In order to commend your achievements, I decided to award you the title of God of Killing and enter the City of Killing at will! If you want, I can even hire you to become the guest elder of my City of Killing! Enjoy the same level as me!"

The King of Killing's words were very sincere. He really didn't want Hai Ming to step on the road to hell.

Not to mention the Killing God Realm that may be obtained after embarking on the road of hell, just say that Hai Ming's body would occasionally burst out from time to time to reveal his sense of existence, which made the Killing King's scalp numb.

If there is a problem with the road to Hell, the City of Killing will completely disappear!

Therefore, the King of Killing decided to prevent him from entering the hell road even if he let go of the Living Yama's authority to use his soul skills in the Killing City!

"Forget it, guest officials or something. I still like challenges. Please help me open it, Earth! Hell! Road!"

Hai Ming raised his eyebrows, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Don't walk on the road to hell?

What a joke!

His fourth test is to obtain the realm of the God of Killing!

If you don’t walk the road of hell, can the promise of the King of Killing give yourself the realm of the God of Killing?

It's nonsense!

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Chapter completed!