Douluo: Take the First Poseidon's Nine Tests

Chapter 299

Tell hulena this, of course, not because Hemingway thanked her for saying something about the field of killing God. From hulena's words, he could hear that the golden generation of the Wuhun hall did not lie to themselves or deceive themselves. The hell road is obviously not easy. That's why Hemingway told her that she had been poisoned.

In this place, there are no enemies or friends. As long as it is beneficial to their survival, they will not hesitate. Everything has to wait until we can get out of here.

Hemingway stretched out his hand, spread out his palm and launched the water control ability. Suddenly I saw the surrounding water molecules condensing. Under his control, it finally condensed into a crystal clear droplet!

He threw the little drop of water to her and said faintly, "if you can trust me, eat it. It only takes a moment to evolve the toxin in your body. If you don't believe me, we don't need to cooperate on the road to hell. I don't want a timed bomb around me at any time."

This bead of water is the purified water he condensed and produced by using his ability to control water. Specifically for toxins in the killing capital. He had discovered before that the so-called Bloody Mary contained a special toxin. Therefore, the antidote was specially formulated for this purpose.

Looking at Hemingway's plain and depressed eyes, hulena took the crystal clear water drops and threw them into the entrance without hesitation. She turned and walked out and left. Her last words floated into Hemingway's ears, "I believe you. Please believe me, too. Because we all need to leave alive."

Three days later, hell's killing ground.

Boom!!!

The last opponent was killed by Hemingway's blow. Even he could not help raising his hands high at this time, unreservedly releasing the terrible and bloody killing breath all over his body.

A hundred games, finally finished.

The almost substantive murderous Qi formed a huge vortex in the air. Around the field of Nuo Da, a large number of fallen spectators were silent under the huge murderous effect released by him. The word "King Shura" is like a symbol of death!

This is exactly the same as the last winner of the last game, the hell Messenger, in their hearts. Everyone thinks that King Shura is the most terrible existence, because none of his opponents can leave a whole corpse, and they are all mutilated by him in an extremely cruel way..

"Congratulations, young Shura king." A low, sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

Hemingway heard this voice and knew that the LORD was coming. The murderous spirit released from him naturally withdrew and his face returned to plain.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid air, a blood red figure was falling from the sky.

"The king of killing, the king of killing, the king of killing..." the cry made the degenerates hoarse, but they didn't mean to stop.

Hemingway looked at the scarlet figure in the air. It was a tall man, all wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak. With a pale face and a pair of completely blood red eyes, the body fell slowly from the air. It seems that it doesn't need to be limited by gravity at all.

Suspended in midair, five meters from the ground, the king of killing stopped falling and looked down at Hemingway from the air. The low but sharp voice sounded again, "please the hell messenger."

The door on the other side of the hell killing ground opened. At this time, hulena, whose eyes were nearly half blood red and whose breath was obviously uneven because of her own murderous Qi, came slowly. When she looked at Hemingway, her breath became stable.

The king of killing's eyes fell on the viewing platform of hell's killing field. "I'm glad to witness the birth of two strong killers today. Yum, which hasn't appeared in decades, has been shown in two young people. They make you tremble with their strong strength and terrible murderous spirit, don't they? My people."

"Yes, yes, yes"

The king of killing seems to have a unique charm, which makes all degenerates have an almost crazy worship after seeing him. From him, Hemingway could smell a faint sweet smell, which was intoxicating. Unfortunately, for him and hulena, this influence is almost negligible.

The king of killing bowed his head and looked at Hemingway and hulena. "King Shura, hell messenger. Thank you for letting me feel the existence of passion again. Yum, very good. In order to commend your achievements, I decided to make an exception and give you the title of God of killing. From now on, you can all go in and out of the capital of killing by yourself. And you are courteously employed as the guest of the capital of killing under yourself."

Don't go to hell?

Hemingway looked at hulena in surprise and just found hulena looking at herself. Both eyes showed a look of doubt. What the hell is the king of killing doing? If you don't go through hell, you will be awarded the title of killing God.

Hemingway and hulena are undoubtedly smart people. They just exchanged their eyes and understood the intention of the king of killing. Taking the road to hell is undoubtedly extremely dangerous. But behind the danger, there is a huge temptation in the field of killing God. The current king of killing obviously doesn't want them to get the field of killing God.

Hulina took the lead in saying, "No. the great king of killing. We can't break the rules of the capital of killing because of us. I'm willing to pass the test of hell and get your reward. I hope to go out from here and become a real God of killing by relying on my own strength."

The king of killing's eyes coagulated, "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of hell road. Hell Messenger, I hope you understand that human life is only once."

Hulina sneered, "the great king of killing, is it ridiculous for you to talk about life with me? This is the world of killing."

A stronger red light flashed from the king of killing's eyes, and his eyes turned to Hemingway, "what about you? Are you willing to accept my reward and become the guest of honor in the capital of killing?"

Hemingway smiled calmly, "I'm here to take the hell road. I appreciate your kindness, king of killing. Please open the entrance to the hell road. I'd like to pass this test with the hell messenger."

The king of killing suddenly changed his face, "do you want to join hands through the road to hell?!"

Hulina sneered: "in this world, there is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests. Instead of two people dying in hell, why don't they both go out alive and become the real God of killing? We don't need you to worry about our affairs. The great king of killing, please act according to the rules of the capital of killing."

Circles of light red halo were released from the king of killing. If it weren't for his scruples, he would have destroyed the two people in front of him. But he can't do that. Because he was afraid that the capital of killing would be destroyed.

Although he has something to rely on in this dark world, if he provokes the people behind hulena and Hemingway's mysterious cards, he may also overturn.

"In that case, take the hell road. It's also a good trip to accompany you on the hell road. In addition, if you can pass the test of the hell road and become a new generation of killing God, please say hello to your elders instead of me." The tone of the king of killing became obviously cold, even with a trace of irony. The last sentence was to hulena.

Hell Road, is it really so easy to break through? Even if you are two, it's not so easy.

The thick red fog was suddenly released from the king of killing, and Hemingway and hulena had to retreat quickly. It was only after withdrawing for tens of meters that I could barely bear it.

What is released from the king of killing is not the murderous spirit, but the breath of extreme evil, which makes the bone marrow stiff and cold. The evil cold red ripples spread slowly, and almost in the blink of an eye, they had spread to the whole audience.

The degenerates sitting in the audience are surprisingly excited one by one. They all want to see the way of hell open. However, what they don't know is that their life has come to an end. Except for the God of killing and the king of killing, no one has ever seen the way of hell open, because everyone who has seen it is dead. In other words, they have become sacrifices for the opening of the road to hell.

Hemingway and hulena soon found that although the red light released from the king of killing brought them great pressure, the red light was not aimed at them. But towards the surrounding stands. The fallen people who had been cheering wildly gradually became quiet as the red light landed on the viewing platform. The eyes of each fallen person gradually became dull, and then dull became congested red. It didn't take long. When the red light formed a huge screen on the whole hell killing ground, the screams of pain began to ring from the people who first came into contact with the red light.

Influenced by the red light, those degenerates seem to be half crazy and desperately grasp their own face and body... Most of the degenerates who can survive in the inner city have certain strength. At this time, they fully exert their strength on themselves, and even the scream contains the pleasure of extreme excitement. It seems that he has got unlimited enjoyment in the process of self abuse.

Their skin turned over and blood was everywhere. They even took out their internal organs from their bodies. The whole madness will not stop until the end of life. There are more and more degenerates who have undergone such changes until they spread to the whole audience.

Although Hemingway and hulena have experienced countless killings in this killing capital, in the face of this large-scale terrorist situation, their faces still changed, and their murderous spirit became more and more uncontrollable.

At a glance, hulena clearly saw a strong flash of hostility from Hemingway's eyes. As long as it is a person, as long as there is a little human nature, seeing this scene in front of her, she must be full of hatred for the capital of killing.

The blood spilled on the ground and began to condense. A large amount of blood flowed like streams to the central site of the killing ground along the insignificant small pipes under the auditorium. It can be clearly seen that countless winding red liquids flow into the field like small snakes.

Hemingway's eyebrows could not help but frown, and the ghost white tiger soul roared in his body! The strong murderous Qi constantly bursts out in the body, and it is possible to explode at any time.

"It's their glory to be the sacrifice that opens the way to hell." The low voice of the king of killing sounded.

At this time, the scream has gradually stopped, and there seems to be no living person here except Hemingway, hulena and the king of killing. Blood flow enters the site and does not spread in a straight line. On the ground, I do not know when there are grooves, blood flow is injected into them, and gradually, it converges into a huge blood red pattern on the ground.

At this time, Hemingway and hulena are in this pattern. It is difficult to see the whole picture, but their spiritual strength is much stronger than that of ordinary soul masters. Coincidentally, he closed his eyes, released his mental power in the air and observed the surrounding situation. They found that the pattern condensed by blood turned out to be a creature similar to a bird, but it looked strange and not as simple as an ordinary bird.

What the hell is this?

When Hemingway was confused, suddenly, the bird's eyes lit up. The spiritual power released by Hemingway and hulena was almost shattered in an instant, and a huge red light rose into the sky, sweeping their bodies into the sky in an instant.

Everything around him became blurred. Only the deep and sharp voice of the king of killing echoed in his ears. "Good luck on hell road."

At the moment when his mental power was broken, Hemingway finally figured out the bird pattern, bat, it seems to be the pattern of a bat.

Under the blood red swallowing, Hemingway and hulena felt that their feet were empty at the same time, everything around them became illusory, and all perceptions had been completely closed at this moment.

The pain beyond their control created an inexplicable fear in their hearts. What they can't see is that their murderous Qi converges into a light white ripple to protect their bodies. If it were not for the existence of these murderous Qi, they would have been really swallowed up at the moment when their blood color spread.

The soul power is released by itself. Hemingway has a light blue halo in addition to the white ripple composed of murderous Qi. Compared with the cold, evil and dead breath in the blood light, the blue light released by Hemingway is not strong, but it is full of the breath of life.

The tenacious vitality firmly protected Hemingway, which not only isolated the external blood and light, but also completely isolated the murderous spirit. Therefore, although Hemingway can't control everything in the outside world now, his murderous spirit is temporarily blocked, so he doesn't need to bear the huge pressure and his body is much more comfortable.

I don't know how long it took. With a violent shock, all the feelings returned. The blood light around gradually faded down. When Hemingway and hulena woke up completely, they found themselves on a circular platform. The platform is only about five meters in diameter, not big. Both fell to the ground.