Douluo’s Haotian Myth

The next moment, Tang Bufan directly summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and five extremely shocking spirit rings, two purple, two black and one red, rose up. At the same time, a circle of purple fields quickly spread around, and two breaths enveloped everyone.

The strength of everyone in the field was suppressed by 10%. At this moment, Tang Bufan made his move, and the Clear Sky Hammer flew past, almost solving one with one blow, and no one could stop him.

His figure moved quickly in the field, and it was completely a killing machine. The bright red blood splashed to the ground, like a devil coming from hell.

In this small meeting, twenty-six ordinary people had all fallen into a pool of blood, and there were only a dozen or so of the thirty soul masters left. At this moment, they all looked at Tang Bufan with fear, and even stopped killing each other.

"Come on, kill him, we'll all die if we don't kill him!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and the eyes of the others turned red, and they rushed towards Tang Bufan frantically.

All kinds of soul skills are desperately attacking Tang Bufan.

However, Tang Bufan found that someone was standing back, obviously he was shouting just now, so that he could escape.

The retreating spirit master was still a six-ringed spirit emperor, and at this moment, he fled frantically.

As soon as he escaped ten meters, he heard a huge roar, accompanied by strong vibrations on the ground.

He couldn't bear to look back, his pupils could not help shrinking, a giant with a height of several tens of meters smashed to the ground with a giant hammer, as for those soul masters who were bewitched, they were directly smashed into flesh.

His legs couldn't help trembling, and then he saw the young man raise his right hand, and the next moment, a silver blade of light cut through the space and flew over.

Before he lost consciousness, he saw that his head and body were separated.

Tang Bufan withdrew his martial soul indifferently, walked to the bar with firm footsteps, and said to the two waiters who were trembling with fear, "Now I am qualified to enter the Killing Capital!"

One of the waiters was already frightened, and the other trembled: "Qualified, qualified!"

I saw him press on a hidden place on the bar, and only heard a "click", as if some kind of mechanism was opened.

Then, Tang Bufan found a staircase behind the bar.

He went directly over the bar, came to the stairs, and walked down without looking back.

The steps are short and reach the end in less than a minute.

Soon, Tang Bufan came to a dark corridor, and through his mental power, he could clearly see the surrounding scene. The corridor as a whole sloped downwards, and the cold wind was blowing slowly from the front.

He walked steadily forward, step by step.

No more, no less, when he counted to fifteen hundred steps, a cold voice came from all directions.

"Welcome to the capital of slaughter, this is the capital of hell, a world full of slaughter. Here, you can get everything you want, and the price is your life."

Tang Bufan's mental power went around, but an accident happened. The material of this corridor seemed to be very special, and his current mental power could not penetrate it.

His face was a little surprised, but it quickly returned to normal.

Then his pupils turned golden, and he looked in all directions. Those corridors could no longer stop his exploration.

Through his piercing eyes, he saw an open door ahead. Outside the door, there was a group of soldiers with heavy swords, black armor and helmets. There.

Tang Bufan looked slightly surprised, but the pace under his feet did not stop, and soon came to the open door.

After striding forward, Tang Bufan quickly walked out of the corridor. At the same time, he also saw the group of people he saw a hundred years ago, no more or no less, a total of one hundred and one people.

Tang Bufan's gaze crossed the hundred and one people and looked behind them.

He saw a black city with thick black walls that were extremely wide. In the sky above the city, there is actually a purple moon hanging. The moon is very low, and it seems to be less than 500 meters away from the ground. If you look up, everything is black, like the existence of night.

At this time, the man sitting on the high war horse took off his helmet, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

"Welcome to pass the test and come to the Slaughter City. This is the proof that you are in the Slaughter City, please keep it! Someone will pick you up at the city gate."

Then, Tang Bufan saw a black sign galloping with a whistling sound. Tang Bufan couldn't help frowning, but he stretched out his right hand to catch it firmly, looking very casual.

But the middle-aged man's pupils shrank on the battle horse. He deeply understood how hard he had used that move just now, but he didn't expect that this young man would catch it easily. It was really amazing.

It's really unbelievable, the middle-aged man couldn't help sighing.

On the other side, Tang Bufan carefully looked at the black sign in his hand. There was a skull carved on it, and there was a number under the skull, eight nine nine one.

Tang Bufan looked thoughtful, does this number mean that he is the eighty-nine hundred and ninety-first person who entered the Killing Capital?

Recovering his thoughts, Tang Bufan glanced at the middle-aged man lightly, and then walked towards the black city ahead.

The dark city gate gave people a feeling of extreme depression. On the huge city gate, the four characters of the capital of slaughter were hung high.

In front of the door, two rows of black-armored warriors stood there quietly, before Tang San showed the identity card in his hand, a woman with a black veil walked out from inside.

"Welcome to the Slaughter City." The woman's voice was very pleasant, and she stepped aside in front of Tang Bufan and made a gesture of please.

Although Tang Bufan was a little shocked by this underground city, he followed the woman into the city gate with the mentality of being at ease.

Perhaps because of the identity card in hand, no one stopped him.

Walking into the city, what Tang Bufan saw was a blue-purple world. The lights hanging on both sides of the street only release these two kinds of light. To his surprise, there were not many people here, and no one paid attention to him as an outsider. Except that everything seems so dark, at first glance, it seems to be no different from an ordinary city.

"I'm your guide. You can ask me anything you don't understand. I'll answer all your questions within twelve hours. After twelve hours, this is where you live. You too Will officially become a member of the Killing Capitals."

Tang Bufan nodded and thought for a while before saying, "I want to know how long the Slaughter City has existed?"

The black gauze girl frowned, "I'm really sorry, I only know that the Slaughter City has existed for more than a thousand years. As for whether it is thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, only the Slaughter King knows!"

"King of Slaughter?"