I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 238 My sword is not at a disadvantage

Next to the blood pool in the underground space.

The smell of blood in the air was so thick that it was almost tangible, as if it could freeze people's breathing.

The surface of the blood pool glowed with a strange dark red luster, and a hot breath rushed to the face, making people mistakenly think that it was not blood, but boiling magma.

A faint golden light emanated from Lu Feng's body, isolating him from the murderous intent and evil thoughts from the outside world.

The moment he stepped into this place, he finally understood the operating principles of the City of Slaughter.

If the believers of the Angel God pursue peace and light, then the faith required for the Shura God position is the murderous intent and evil thoughts that lead to depravity.

The Rakshasa God also needs this extreme negative energy.

Therefore, the inheritance of two gods exists here at the same time.

Over the past six months, Lu Feng would go to the city to harvest a wave of fragments every few days, and spend the rest of the time focusing on finding the entrance to the divine inheritance.

Although he had already reached the bottleneck of level 70, he was not in a hurry.

As a certain master said, one can continue to practice after reaching a bottleneck in soul power, and the excess energy will be stored in the body until it is released when the next soul ring is absorbed.

At this moment, Lu Feng's eyes were fixed on the depths of the blood pool.

He was almost certain that the inheritance place of Shura and Rakshasa was at the bottom of the blood pool.

However, how to enter became a problem.

“Jump right in?”

The thought flashed through his mind, but he immediately extinguished it.

Although his "holy light" could barely resist the murderous intent from the outside world, if he jumped directly into the blood pool, he would probably be corroded by evil thoughts in an instant and become a living dead like Tang Chen.

"Let's deal with Tang San's issue first."

Lu Feng collected his thoughts and whispered to himself, "If we delay any longer, he might be able to kill himself."

In just half a year, Tang San won another twenty victories.

The King of Slaughter had long wanted to kill him, but due to the special rules of the City of Slaughter, the Messenger of Slaughter could not attack the people directly.

Therefore, the King of Slaughter could only manipulate the game secretly and constantly arrange stronger opponents for Tang San.

However, even a Soul Douluo-level warrior could not stop Tang San's winning streak.

Today, his wins have reached sixty-two.

It seems that another killer is about to be born.

After Lu Feng became the Sword Master, the King of Slaughter had urged him several times to kill Tang San.

However, Lu Feng always had various reasons to shirk his responsibilities.

He came to the City of Slaughter for two purposes. The first was to pick up martial soul fragments, and the second was to find the divine position and get a divine soul ring.

As for the [Ashura Sword], it was a pleasant surprise.

Now, Lu Feng has achieved his small goal. He doesn't want to stay in this damn place any longer.

"It's time to go back."

Lu Feng turned and left the blood pool, muttering to himself, "My brothers and sisters must be getting impatient."

In a dark room.

The candlelight cast a flickering shadow on the blood-red wall.

Lu Feng pushed open the door and saw Tang San sitting cross-legged in the corner, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the scar on his wrist.

"Lu Feng, you're here!"

Tang San raised his head, a rare smile appearing on his face.

There was a glimmer of expectation in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by coldness. "I don't want to stay in this damn place for even a day."

Lu Feng nodded, "Yes. I have bribed the guards, follow me."

Tang San stood up, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and asked doubtfully: "Lu Feng, I'm leaving. What will you do? Will you really not be punished?"

Lu Feng glanced at him and said, "You talk too much nonsense. Follow me."

Tang San looked at Lu Feng's back and immediately clenched his fists.

At the same time, his hatred for the City of Slaughter reached its peak.

Here, he not only lost his purity, but now, he was about to lose his brothers!
"This filthy place, I will destroy it sooner or later!"

The city gate.

The guard saluted respectfully towards Lu Feng, ignoring Tang San beside him. The Sword Master was the second in command of the Slaughter City, in charge of all punishments in the city.

The two figures walked away and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Cold and depressing, this is Tang San's most direct feeling.

The cold air kept blowing on Tang San's body, but he still followed Lu Feng closely and strode forward.

The space here is very special. Tang San feels that his mental power has been compressed into a very small range and can no longer spread.

"Okay, it's here." Lu Feng said lightly.

Tang San nodded, "Well, what should I do?"

Lu Feng did not speak, his soul power surged around him, and the [Tiger Finger Martial Spirit] was put on his hands.

Two yellow, two purple and two black, six soul rings slowly rose.

"Soul Emperor!"

Tang San exclaimed.

If he remembered correctly, Lu Feng was only two months older than him.

Then, Tang San's eyes flashed, and a spirit of not admitting defeat arose in his heart.

In the past two years, he was trapped in this ghost place, and his soul power cultivation was greatly troubled.

His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was devoured, and the only thing he could use was the Clear Sky Hammer.

However, Tang San has felt the condition of his own body. After replenishing the spirit ring of the Clear Sky Hammer, his spirit power will definitely exceed level 50, and it is not impossible for him to reach the Soul Emperor level.

Lu Feng’s sixth soul ring flashed, and in an instant, the two were pulled into a gray space.

The soul ring of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger is extremely special. Lu Feng has tried it, and the sixth soul skills of all his martial souls are this "Reincarnation Desperate Situation" soul skill.

Seeing Tang San's curious look, Lu Feng explained: "This is my sixth soul skill, an independent space, independent of the continent."

"I will use special means to remove this soul skill. In this way, our exit will be outside the Slaughter City."

Tang San's eyes lit up immediately when he heard this, "What a magical spirit skill."

Lu Feng nodded, and then a light blue curtain of light rose from under his feet. Tang San suddenly felt the space around him become distorted.

When the spatial fluctuations disappeared, Tang San found himself on a meadow.

Feeling the fresh breath in the air, Tang San couldn't help but shed tears.

He's finally out!

Looking at Tang San kneeling on the ground and crying, Lu Feng couldn't help but sigh.

This poor child.

Lu Feng patted his shoulder and said, "Tang San, run away quickly. I want to go back."

Hearing this, Tang San looked at Lu Feng closely, "Lu Feng, don't go back. Come with me. Could it be that you really like that dirty place?"

Lu Feng shook his head. "No, the King of Slaughter's abilities are far beyond your imagination. I can only hold him back temporarily. You should leave quickly."

After saying that, a light blue light curtain rose up under Lu Feng's feet and disappeared directly into the air.

Seeing this, Tang San immediately knelt on the ground.

He clenched his fists tightly and pounded the ground. "Lu Feng, wait for me, I will definitely rescue you!"

The city of killing.

Lu Feng looked at the bloody figure standing at the city gate, and suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"You betrayed me!" the King of Killing said sternly.

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Respected King of Slaughter, how could I betray you? Didn't I send Iron Hammer Shura away forever?"

"Hmph." The King of Killing snorted coldly.

With a whoosh, the Shura Demon Sword appeared in his hand. "Traitor, unforgivable."

Lu Feng's eyes flashed, and feeling the overwhelming momentum, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Luo Wupao was possessed, and brilliant golden light gushed out of his body, isolating the murderous aura from outside. At the same time, a golden-red sword appeared in his hand.

"Why do you also have a Shura Demon Sword!" the King of Killing exclaimed.

Lu Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "No, this is the Shura Sword!"

(End of this chapter)