Douluo: One thought of gods and demons, inheriting the dual positions of good and evil

Chapter 123 Bravely enter the road to hell, the three-headed bat king!
"It's the King of Slaughter!"

A voice suddenly sounded,
then,

Everyone in the stands stared at the King of Killing on the stairs, cheering continuously.
As the king of the City of Slaughter, almost every one of his subjects is his believer.

The King of Slaughter chuckled and walked in front of Qian Renxin.
"As expected, a hero emerges from youth. You are even better than your mother was back then. You have won hundreds of life-and-death battles at this age."

"Respected King of Slaughter, I have already completed one hundred life-and-death duels. I wonder when the Road to Hell will begin?"

Qian Renxin greeted her politely and then went straight to the point.

The King of Slaughter smiled and said, "Indeed, my people who have gone through a hundred life-and-death battles are qualified to ask me for the right to open the Road to Hell."

"But before that, I have another proposal. I wonder if you agree."

"I have decided to make an exception and grant you the title of God of Slaughter. I will also employ you as guest officials. Your status in the City of Slaughter is second only to mine."

Qian Renxin's expression was calm.
He entered the City of Slaughter not just to get the title of God of Slaughter, the God of Slaughter realm was the most important thing.
As for the guest official, he is already the Pope of the Spirit Hall, so the guest official of the Slaughter City is nothing.

"Thank you for your kindness, King of Slaughter, but I still want to challenge the Hell Road. I hope to wait until my injuries are healed in two days." He responded calmly.

Rejected in person,
The King of Killing's expression was obviously not very good, but due to the rules and Qian Renxin's powerful background, he could not say anything more and turned away.

Two days later,
Heal your injuries.

Qian Renxin, who had adjusted his condition to the best, did not rush to the Hell Killing Field.

Instead, he first found a soul master and told him that he was about to enter the road to hell.

That soul master was the one sent by the Spirit Hall to the Slaughter City to monitor the situation there.

After finishing all the preparations,

Qian Renxin came to the killing field of hell,

The usually scarce auditorium was filled with spectators. After all, this was a once-in-a-century sight. For many, it was their first time seeing the Hell Road open, and even if it cost the price of a Bloody Mary, it was worth it.

The King of Slaughter came to Qian Renxin again, and he still didn't seem to give up.

"If you really want to refuse to become a guest official, I estimate that with your current strength, you may not be able to pass the Hell Road."

Qian Renxin felt like laughing.
The seemingly solemn King of Slaughter must have been troubled by the God of Slaughter domain.

There were only nine of them in the past thousand years, and he encountered three of them, each one stronger than the last. It was really unlucky.

"No need, open the road to hell for me."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the King of Slaughter said no more.

With both hands raised, the five-meter-long blood-black wings spread out, and the evil spirit formed countless whirlwinds that surrounded the entire hell killing field. Then the souls of many spectators were pulled away and swept into the whirlwinds.
Suddenly,

All the spectators in the audience were reduced to mummies.

The Lord of Slaughter transports these energies into himself,

Opening the Hell Road requires a huge amount of energy consumption, and this energy consumption cannot be borne by him alone, so he can only sacrifice the souls of everyone present as a sacrifice.
Qian Renxin suddenly felt a black screen before his eyes.
When his vision returned, he was already in a different place. He was lying on a raised rock, with boiling hot blood underneath. Its temperature was almost the same as that of lava, and it contained a lot of toxins. If he fell down, he would almost certainly die.
Looking up, there are countless rock-made stairs in the sky, densely packed, crisscrossing back and forth, extending all the way to the bright light in the sky.
"That place should be the exit..."

He stood up, jumped lightly to another rock, and walked upwards step by step.

About one-third of the way there,
The hot and dry atmosphere in the room made him feel uncomfortable, and beads of sweat kept flowing down his face.

He stretched out his right hand and released a portion of the power of the ultimate ice. Frost slowly scattered around him, and the air temperature suddenly dropped.
After controlling the ice power to a comfortable level, he immediately continued to move upwards.

the other side,
The Lord of Slaughter sits upon his throne,

He watched Qian Renxin climbing up step by step with an unfriendly look in his eyes.
It would be best if he died on the road to hell. That would mean Qian Ren believed that he was inferior to others in skills, and he would not have to bear the wrath of the Spirit Hall.

But if it really breaks out of the Hell Road, it will be a big threat to it.

"It's a pity that there are only three bat kings in the Hell Road at the moment. If the blood-red nine-headed bat king is still working together with the ten-headed blazing sun snake, they may not be able to stop them."

He sighed.
Since he possessed the soul, the difficulty of the Hell Road has also decreased. Only the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake can be considered difficult, and the Three-Headed Bat King can't threaten a soul master of this level at all.
Tang Chen's consciousness was not completely eliminated, but his body was under his complete control, and the bat armor on his body was the means of control.

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the other side,
Qian Renxin, using his ultimate ice ability, easily completed half of the journey.

Possessing the power of goodness,

The strong evil spirit in the Hell Road could not affect him at all, which greatly reduced the difficulty.

Just at this time,

A group of gray-black bats suddenly rushed out from under the stairs. Each one was half a meter in size, with small but very sharp teeth and red spikes on its wings.
"finally come."

Qian Renxin was not surprised by the bat attack.
When he was halfway there and hadn't encountered any evil beasts blocking his way, he was already confused.
Raise your left hand.

A sacred, pure aura descended upon his entire body, his hollow eyes shone with dazzling light, and the giant sword in his hand glowed orange.

He swung his great sword gently,
Several light blades flew out, splitting half of the bats in the bat group into two halves, turning them into nutrients and falling into the molten blood pool.
As if realizing that this opponent was not easy to deal with, the bats stopped gathering together and spread out to attack, making it impossible for the light blade to chop down too many of them at once.

"These beasts actually know some tactics."

Qian Renxin was also not afraid at all.

Once he finds a large number of bats approaching, he transforms into a magic spirit.
Each time he slashed with his heavy sword, he could knock down several bats. The blood-red sword light almost formed a protective shield around him, and no gray bat could get in.

Wrong knowledge,

The largest gray bat emitted an ultrasonic wave, and then all the bats retreated and hid on the cliffs nearby.

Qian Renxin did not let down his guard.

Because this group of gray bats can obviously only be regarded as miscellaneous soldiers,
Sure enough, after a while, the blood pool at the bottom began to roll, and a blood-red three-headed bat king about ten meters long shook off the blood on its body. Its red and black eyes stared at Qian Renxin, and its white teeth more than half a meter long were revealed in the air.

(End of this chapter)