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Chapter 420 Dugu Feng: You have a magical weapon on you, yet you ask me for the antidote?

Dugu Feng knew that only when he started the Shura Divine Test would the Shura realm undergo a qualitative change.

Simply seizing the Shura Demon Sword and starting the Divine Test was not enough to satisfy Dugu Feng.

Only by making use of Tang Chen and then taking away all of Tang Chen's divine test results, would all his planning for so long be worthwhile.

King of Killing, you should feel different now, right?
Inside the blood pool, the King of Slaughter, wearing a blood-red robe and a stand-up collar cloak, kept floating over the blood pool like a bat, trying to observe the changes in the blood pool.

"Oh no, the slow poison has turned into a strong poison!"

The King of Killing was shocked.

The chronic poison in Bloody Mary is a psychotropic poison that can gradually change the mental state and blood of the fallen in the City of Slaughter.

But now, the blood in the pool gave him a burning sensation.

In the past, the blood pool was like a magma ocean with a very high temperature, but this scorching temperature had no effect on the King of Killing.

The burning sensation now is not caused by temperature, but by poison.

Gradually, the burning sensation became more and more intense, making the King of Killing feel as if the blood in his body was evaporating.

"Damn it!"

He really shouldn't have been so careless. He actually came directly into the blood pool to investigate. This allowed the deadly poison in the blood pool to enter his body along with his breathing and soul power fluctuations.

I should have stayed in the City Lord's Mansion and used my mental power to investigate first.

The King of Killing was very regretful.

"Damn it, Haotian Sect, Spirit Hall, you all deserve to die. You actually want to destroy the City of Slaughter, you actually want to destroy the great Blood River!"

The Slaughter King's voice was sharp, emitting endless coldness and evil.

The blood-red cloak behind him began to wave again, and the whole person turned into a vortex and disappeared in an instant.

When he reappeared, he had returned to the City Lord's Mansion. A red measuring cup suddenly appeared in his hand, and he drank the blood in it in big gulps.

He wanted to use fresh blood to suppress the toxins in his body.

But the effect was counterproductive and it completely added fuel to the fire.

The burning sensation broke out again, and the King of Killing completely turned into a bloody man, with blood-colored lines all over his body.

He felt like his whole body would explode if this continued.

Dugu Feng immediately became nervous upon seeing this. He asked worriedly, "Lord King of Slaughter, what's wrong with you? Could it be that I rushed here without stopping, but I'm still a step behind?"

The Slaughter King's face twisted. "The toxin in the blood pool has become highly toxic. Even my blood has been infected by the toxin. I'm almost losing control of my body!"

He never thought that the blood he relied on as the core of his energy could become a death warrant.

At this moment, a sword-shaped magic pattern appeared on the forehead of the King of Killing. The sword-shaped magic pattern kept jumping and flashing, and it could break out of the body at any time.

"Ah, don't even think about coming out!"

The King of Slaughter roared, his whole body shining with blood, all concentrated on his forehead, and the sword-shaped magic pattern was suppressed bit by bit.

Dugu Feng revealed a look of horror. "Lord King of Slaughter, what is that? The fierceness of the sword-shaped magic pattern makes me feel like I'm facing Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Demon Scythe. It has a noble and sacred aura, and a pure killing intent!"

The Shura Demon Sword flashed by, but still revealed the pressure of the artifact.

Dugu Feng's shock was not fake. The power unleashed by the Shura Demon Sword in an instant made Dugu Feng feel his life was threatened.

This is a divine weapon among divine weapons, a super divine weapon, definitely more powerful than the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

The King of Killing did not answer immediately. He used all his strength to suppress Tang Chen, and then temporarily maintained his sanity.

Then he looked at Dugu Feng. He had no intention of explaining the problem to Dugu Feng, but instead asked about the antidote: "You must have the antidote for the Bloody Swan's Kiss, right? Your Dugu family is best at using poison, so detoxification must be your forte!"

Dugu Feng had no idea how to detoxify him. He said in a deep voice, "The reason why the Immortal Grass is called Immortal Grass is because it has magical powers that ordinary people cannot understand. There is no cure for the Blood Swan Kiss!!"

The King of Killing had a cold look in his eyes and actually walked straight out.

Upon leaving the city lord's mansion, the King of Slaughter instantly hovered in mid-air above the Hell Slaughter Arena. He was tall and clad in a scarlet cloak, and his appearance immediately drew the attention of all the fallen beings below.

The entire hell killing field was boiling.

"King of Slaughter!"

"King of Slaughter!"

"King of Slaughter! Great King!"

Crazy shouts rang out.

Affected by the spiritual poison, the King of Slaughter is their most admired idol.

“Today is the time for your dedication!”

A thick red mist emanated from the King of Killing. The mist fell from the sky and spread across the entire venue in the blink of an eye.

Below, the shouting subjects grew increasingly frantic.

They kept shouting, their eyes became dull, but they were still shouting.

Then the blood of these people began to boil and they started to attack each other.

The most cruel trick is to kill everyone around.

The hellish killing fields soon turned into rivers of blood.

The King of Killing waved his hands, and all the blood turned into blood-colored lines and was sucked into his mouth.

"Huhu."

Comfortable breathing sounds were heard, and the King of Slaughter felt much more relaxed.

But the relief only lasted for a few seconds, and the toxins in the body erupted again several times.

These bloods carry the most primitive vitality, and after being assimilated by the poison, the power they unleash is extremely powerful.

"what"

The King of Killing, with blood seeping from his body, was about to face death at any moment.

"Poison Demon King, I don't believe it. I don't believe there is no way to cure this Blood Swan Kiss. ​​You must have a way, right?

If my poison cannot be cured, everyone in the entire Killing City will die today, including you!"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Dugu Feng. If Dugu Feng's answer did not satisfy him, he would immediately let Dugu Feng be buried with him.

Seeing the King of Slaughter stepping into the trap step by step, Dugu Feng was very happy in his heart, but he pretended to be innocent on his face and said calmly: "Lord King of Slaughter, I am a guest official of the Slaughter City, not your subordinate.

Also, the sword-cultivating magic pattern that appeared between your eyebrows just now contains a power that is more powerful than the Rakshasa sickle. It must be the power of God.

The Bloody Swan's Kiss is a magical herb, but it is definitely no match for a god. You will definitely be able to deal with the Bloody Swan's Kiss with that sword-shaped magic pattern.

You have a magical weapon in your possession, yet you ask me for the antidote. Isn't this the height of ridicule?"

Dugu Feng spoke in a cold tone, exuding a murderous aura from his body, and his momentum continued to rise.

His tough attitude stunned the King of Killing.

Only then did he realize that Dugu Feng had the Killing God Domain and could use his soul skills here as well.

He couldn't order Dugu Feng around at will.

But he couldn't express what Dugu Feng said.

The Shura Demon Sword is not his, but his enemy's.

It's simply not usable.

(End of this chapter)