"Hey, have you come out of seclusion? Wait a minute, where is your murderous aura?" As soon as Wang Xiaotian pushed open the door, An Ye reacted immediately. Looking at Wang Xiaotian who looked like an ordinary person, An Ye was very surprised.

You should know that the murderous aura on Wang Xiaotian's body before could not be covered, but now he had no murderous aura on him. Even if the An Ye had not been here, she would have doubted whether Wang Xiaotian had been transferred.

Wang Xiaotian didn't say much, but just looked at An Ye again. This glance made An Ye's hair stand on!

Wang Xiaotian's look was like a sharp sword being unsheathed. Although it was only slightly unsheathed, the sharp murderous aura made people feel scared.

This is the change after Wang Xiaotian realized the heart of killing. At this time, he was indeed like a sword hidden in a sword sheath. No one would know how sharp he was until he was sheathed!

"It seems that you have gained a lot from seclusion this time. So are you going to play the last game now?" An Ye asked after adjusting. She was really anxious this month.

"Okay, please help me sign up and prepare some food for me." Wang Xiaotian nodded and said, "It's been more than 200 days since I've been here, and it's time to leave."

………

Half a day later, the Hell Killing Field.

Boom! The last opponent fell to the ground and died in Wang Xiaotian's palm. Even he couldn't help but raise his hands high at this time, releasing the terrifying and bloody killing aura all over his body without reservation.

One hundred games, I finally did it!

The nearly substantial murderous aura formed a huge vortex in the air. Around the huge field, a large number of viewers and depraved people were silent under the huge murderous aura released by him.

The name of the God of Death makes people feel fearful when they hear it, let alone such substantial murderous aura!

The murderous aura and strength may not be proportional, but at this time, Wang Xiaotian was an opponent that no one in the City of Killing was willing to face.

However, what no one noticed was that the shadow of the God of Death today was a little different. Yes, before this game, the dark night had directly possessed Wang Xiaotian.

"Congratulations, young god of death!" A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions. The murderous aura released by Wang Xiaotian actually flowed backwards at the moment when the sound sounded, and was pressed into his body again, making Wang Xiaotian's face suddenly turn pale.

The atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to its extreme, because in the air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky.

"King of Killing, King of Killing, King of Killing..." The cry made the fallen people hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping.

Wang Xiaotian felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and his eyes looked at the scarlet figure in the air. It was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak. His pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, his body slowly descended from the air, and it seemed that he did not need to be restricted by gravity at all.

This person is Tang Chen. The 99th-level peerless Douluo, Tang San's great-grandfather, was the one who lost himself without passing the test of Shura God.

Floating in mid-air, five meters above the ground, the King of Killing stopped descending, looked down at Wang Xiaotian from the air, and then looked at the entire audience.

"I am very happy that today I witnessed the birth of a powerful killer. Yum, which has not appeared in decades, has been shown in this young man. With his powerful strength and terrifying murderous aura, he makes you tremble, right? My people."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes" The King of Killing seems to have a unique charm, which makes all the fallen people feel a kind of almost crazy worship after seeing him.

The King of Killing lowered his head, looked at Wang Xiaotian and said, "Death, thank you for letting me feel the existence of passion again. Yum, very good!"

"In order to commend your achievements, I decided to award you the title of God of Killing. From now on, you can enter and exit the City of Killing by yourself. You are entrusted to be the guest minister of the City of Killing by yourself."

No need to go to hell?

When Wang Xiaotian heard that the King of Killing wanted to give him the title of God of Killing, he immediately understood that he did not want to let himself go to the road to hell.

You should know that anyone who passes the road to hell can obtain the realm of the God of Killing. But today, the King of Killing made the decision to directly award him the title of the God of Killing in order not to allow him to obtain the realm of the God of Killing.

However, the task requirement is to obtain the Killing God Realm, let alone how good the realm is, how could Wang Xiaotian not know that, and naturally he would not give up!

"Thank you for your kindness, respectful King of Killing, but I don't want to break the rules. Please allow me to walk the road of hell!" Wang Xiaotian clasped his fists without being humble and arrogant, without any dodging in his eyes.

The King of Killing's eyes froze, "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the road to hell. Death, I hope you understand that human life is only once."

Wang Xiaotian sneered and said, "Great King of Killing, isn't it ridiculous for you to talk about life with me? This is the world of killing."

"Okay, then I can only wish you good luck!" The tone of the King of Killing became obviously cold, and even had a hint of irony. Is the Road of Hell really that easy to break through?

After saying that, the thick red fog suddenly released from the King of Killing, and Wang Xiaotian forced him to take a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

He is worthy of being a peerless Douluo. Wang Xiaotian has also seen this kind of aura in Snow Girl, but Snow Girl's aura is stronger than the King of Killing, but the aura belongs to the kind of ice and snow.

The King of Killing released not murderous aura, but extremely evil aura, which made the bone marrow stiff and cold. The evil and cold red ripples slowly dispersed, and in almost a few blinks, it had spread to the whole audience.

The fallen men sitting in the audience were all surprisingly excited. They all wanted to see the road to hell open. However, what they didn't know was that their lives had come to an end.

Except for the God of Killing and the King of Killing, no one has ever seen the way of the road to hell open. Because everyone who has seen it is dead, or in other words, it has become sacrifices for the way to open hell.

As the range of the red light grew larger, the fallen people who were originally cheering wildly became quieter as the red light landed on the viewing platform.

Every fallen person's eyes gradually became dull, and then became congested red.

It didn't take long, and when the red light formed a huge barrier on the entire hell killing field, the screams of pain began to sound from the first person to touch the red light. The influence of the red light, the fallen people seemed to be half crazy. They tried desperately to grab their own faces and their own bodies...

Most of the people who can survive in the inner city have a certain strength. At this time, they fully apply their strength to themselves, and even the screams contain extreme excitement, as if they have gained infinite enjoyment in this self-abuse process.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaotian couldn't help but frown. Even though these people were unforgivable people, the King of Killing did this to be a bit inhumane.

As the scream stopped, everyone's blood was pumped cleanly, and their blood condensed into a blood-colored bat pattern, and this blood-colored bat pattern happened to reach Wang Xiaotian's feet.

"Go, I hope you can live!" The voice of the King of Killing sounded again, and Wang Xiaotian only felt that his eyes suddenly became illusory...

Finally, I'm leaving this ghost place!
Chapter completed!