socalfunplaces Chapter 94 Hell Road
Chapter 94 Hell Road
Chapter 94 Road to Hell
"It's a pity, this is Contra's corpse. If he can be revived, his combat power will be greatly improved."
The moment the Contra-level werewolf fell, the first thing Chen Luo felt was not the joy of victory, but a little regret.
The entire Hell Killing Fields instantly boiled, and everyone was chanting the four words Hell Death, shouting crazily for the Hell Death who had won hundreds of games in a row.
But as the God of Death himself, Chen Luo was thinking that it would be great if he could revive his opponent.
Even if you can't get Soul Douluo, those Soul Saints and Soul Emperors are actually quite good.
They are all human beings. Even after they wake up, they don't need to occupy the space of the dead, just let them follow you.
The situation in front of him obviously did not allow Chen Luo to do that, and it was impossible for him to take away the corpses. It was estimated that before long, those corpses would be thrown into the blood pool and become part of the blood pool.
I have to say that Contra is quite strong. If the opponent can use soul power, I will definitely not be his opponent.
Even a Soul Saint level stone giant can probably drink a pot of it for himself.
Fortunately, the Hell Killing Fields is considered "fair and just". No matter how powerful you were before, it is basically the same here. As long as your fist is hard enough, even a titled Douluo can be killed by you.
By the way, Titled Douluo...
Until Chen Luo had just completed a hundred consecutive victories, he had never encountered a powerful person at the Title Douluo level. The most powerful one was the Contra-level werewolf.
If there was really an opponent at the Title Douluo level, even if his special ability to wake up was exposed, he would wake him up directly after killing the opponent.
It's a pity that we didn't meet it.
It is unrealistic to specifically look for such an existence in the Killing City. Besides, after all, I have never fought against an opponent of this level, so whether I can win is still a question.
"Hell's Death!"
"Hell's Death!"
"Hell's Death!"
The extremely exciting and deafening sounds resounded throughout the entire Hell Killing Fields, and it was estimated that most of the people in the Killing City could hear them.
Chen Luo finally came back from his thoughts at this time.
"Finally a hundred games."
Chen Luo looked around and looked at the crazy audience, and a faint smile gradually appeared on his face.
This is enjoying the joy of the winner.
Look, countless people are cheering for me.
But Chen Luoke did not sink into it, but silently waited for the arrival of the King of Slaughter.
Winning [-] games in a row qualifies you to enter the Hell Road, and it is time for the King of Slaughter to appear.
"Congratulations, young Hell Death!"
Deep and sharp sounds suddenly came from all directions. Even though Chen Luo was mentally prepared, he was still shaken by the sudden huge pressure.
This was the first time Chen Luo had experienced such terrifying pressure. Even when he faced Dugu Bo, he thought he might struggle, but being locked by this aura, he had no chance to resist.
Chen Luo looked up and saw a blood-red figure descending from the sky.
The King of Killing is finally here.
"The King of Slaughter! The King of Slaughter! The King of Slaughter..."
The shouts made the fallen people hoarse their voices, but they had no intention of stopping. The atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to the extreme.
Chen Luo's eyes were not affected by the deafening shouts, and always fell on the blood-red figure.
It was a tall man, wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.
With a pale complexion and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, as if he didn't need to be restricted by gravity at all.
Titled Douluo could walk in the air, but Chen Luo didn't think that the other party was just an ordinary Titled Douluo.
Chen Luo's memory about the city of killing was not missing at all, and the impression was very deep.
The man in front of him is the king of the killing city, the king of killing.
He also has another identity, the former Haotian Sect leader, level 99 ultimate Douluo, Tang Chen!
"I am very happy to witness the birth of an extremely young killing powerhouse today, the God of Death from Hell. He is definitely the youngest killing god in the history of the Killing City!"
"Oh, I almost forgot. The God of Death has not yet gone to Hell Road, but that probably won't be a problem. I'm looking forward to seeing the God of Death walking out of Hell Road. That will be a historic moment in our killing city!"
The King of Slaughter said with a ferocious smile. He looked a little crazy and extremely sick. He waved his big hand and pointed at Chen Luo: "Young Hell Death, you have obtained the qualification to go to hell. Are you ready?" ?"
Chen Luo nodded lightly. For dozens of days and nights since he came here, he had been waiting for these words to sound.
It's just that he was a little surprised by the King of Slaughter's expression. There was no seriousness or coldness at all, it was full of morbidity and madness, like a madman locked in the innermost part of a mental hospital.
But thinking about it, if he wasn't crazy, Tang Chen, an extreme Douluo, wouldn't be here.
"it is good!"
The smile on the Slaughter King's face grew stronger: "I hope you won't disappoint me!"
Before the voice fell, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from the King of Slaughter instantly, and a thick red mist was suddenly released from the King of Slaughter, spreading throughout the hell killing field at an extremely fast speed.
Chen Luo stood there with some difficulty. The ground beneath his feet had collapsed and cracks appeared, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
The pressure brought by Extreme Douluo was too great. This was because the King of Slaughter did not focus all the pressure on Chen Luo alone, otherwise Chen Luo would have knelt down directly.
This is the absolute strength gap in the true sense. No matter how talented you are, you cannot make up for this gap. You are like an ant in front of the opponent, and others can easily kill you with one finger.
What was released from the King of Slaughter was not a murderous aura, but an extremely evil aura, a cold that made one's bones stiffen.
Although Chen Luo was not in it, he could already feel the irresistible despair just by watching.
The red mist enveloped all the spectators in the Hell Killing Fields. Within a few breaths, everyone collapsed into a bloody mist. They had no chance to react or resist. The moment the bloody mist arrived, they were doomed. their death.
The blood mist rose, and the air instantly became thicker. The blood began to gather, like streams flowing down the small and inconspicuous pipes under the auditorium toward the center of the killing field.
Extremely terrifying negative energy came towards him, and the blood vessels all over Chen Luo's body bulged, as if he would become a part of the blood mist in the next second.
The Death God's Armor appeared automatically, instantly taking the huge pressure off Chen Luo.
Moreover, the Death Armor seems to be greedily absorbing the energy in the surrounding blood mist, swallowing it all, good or bad.
On the extremely dark appearance of the Death Armor, blood-colored lines appeared one after another, and then disappeared again...
(End of this chapter)