Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 119 Two murderous auras, the killing god's domain gradually emerges

A year and a half passed in the blink of an eye.

Yu Xiaolie vents his violence wantonly in the City of Slaughter every day. The deaths of the fallen at his hands continue to increase the murderous aura in him and the dragon cub.

The streets here are always filled with the smell of rust and blood.

Yu Xiaolie was walking on the street. His body became more and more muscular, with clear muscle lines, and every step he took exuded a strong sense of oppression.

His appearance always instantly attracts the attention of people around him, especially those fallen women in revealing clothes.

In their eyes, there is no fear of the strong at all, but endless greed and desire.

"Brother, I want to suck your blood."

A fallen woman said seductively, stretching out her pale, slender hand and trying to touch Yu Xiaolie's chest.

Yu Xiaolie didn't even raise his eyes. He had seen this kind of situation too many times.

The next moment, just as her hand was about to touch Yu Xiaolie's chest, she was kicked hard and flew away.

The woman screamed and fell heavily to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, but she still raised her head unwillingly, her eyes full of resentment.

She couldn't imagine that someone would actually refuse her invitation. She believed that her appearance was top-notch in the entire Killing City.

Here, the role of women is sometimes not much less than that of Bloody Mary.

They can use their bodies to exchange for blood from other fallen people, thus avoiding the fate of fighting in the killing fields of hell.

Other fallen people can vent their desires through them, and this role is irreplaceable.

The crowd around them instantly became agitated, and those fallen ones who had been eyeing Yu Xiaolie covetously had a flash of jealousy and anger in their eyes.

After all, Yu Xiaolie is a popular person and full of masculine energy.

If you provoke these women, they will come to you automatically.

But they need to be pitiful, or use violence or Bloody Mary to exchange.

In exchange for an opportunity to interact.

Who wouldn’t be jealous?
But Yu Xiaolie didn't know what was good for him and even started punching and kicking him.

Don’t waste it if you don’t eat it!
Yu Xiaolie looked at them coldly, a sneer on his face.

He was never afraid of these fallen ones attacking him. Once they attacked him, it would mean his death.

The next moment, his left leg moved slightly, a dark gray light instantly lit up, and powerful soul power fluctuations instantly spread.

Even the air around them seemed to be frozen by this force, and the already arrogant fallen ones now had gleams in their eyes.

Yu Xiaolie knew very well how to stimulate the bad nature of these people.

In the past year, many people have repeatedly attacked him because they wanted to deprive him of his soul bones.

However, without exception, they were all used as feed for the dragon cubs.

"Soul bones! He has soul bones!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, causing an instant commotion.

In the City of Slaughter, possessing a soul bone means possessing extraordinary power.

This is also one of the reasons why Yu Xiaolie has been able to thrive in the City of Slaughter this year.

The fallen people on the street gathered around and stared at Yu Xiaolie with murderous eyes, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

Unfortunately, half a day passed and no one dared to attack him.

Just because he was afraid of the power of Yu Xiaolie's soul bone.

But there are still some people who are not afraid of death, or who are blindly confident in their own strength, and they will come forward to give it a try.

Yu Xiaolie sneered, ignoring the frightened and greedy gazes, but slowly raised his hand, and a purple light flashed.

Then, the dragon cub appeared beside him in an instant.

The dragon cub's round body exuded a powerful aura, with bloodthirsty light flashing in its eyes.

After more than a year of slaughter in the Hell Killing Fields, the intense murderous aura had transformed Longzi's skin from its original lavender color to a bloody purple-red, and his eyes were filled with a murderous aura. However, this was not enough. Yu Xiaolie needed Longzi to share his absolute murderous aura. That way, 1+1 would not simply equal 2.

Because of the appearance of soul bones, more and more Fallen gathered around.

People follow the crowd, and the commotion in the crowd becomes more and more intense. There are actually a few reckless degenerates who rush towards Yu Xiaolie and Longzai, waving their weapons.

"Let's go together. I don't believe he can kill us all!"

When a reckless man holding a meteor hammer rushed over, Yu Xiaolie's right leg suddenly burst out with a dazzling black light.

"Eternal Black Frost!"

Yu Xiaolie let out a low roar, and a black mist instantly spread out, covering all the fallen ones who were rushing over.

The whole street darkened as if it had been splashed with ink, and the fallen could not see their hands in front of them.

At the same time, for some reason, they felt a little scared, as if the black frost mist was eroding their bodies.

Movement immediately slowed down.

They had never seen such a strange yet powerful skill. The black, icy mist seemed to come from real hell.

Facing the darkness, panicked screams rang out one after another, and the fallen raised their weapons and continued to slash and kill indiscriminately.

"Light the lamp! Quick... Ugh!"

Yu Xiaolie, on the other hand, was walking leisurely. Every time he raised his hand, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

Suddenly, a warm body fell quickly and was about to hit his back.

Yu Xiaolie reached back and grabbed the thing, which went through his chest.

And the dragon cub was killing even more happily at this time.

There was no need to transform into a dragon. His round body violently slammed around, and four or five people flew out like bowling pins.

There was a clever ghost who tried to escape by climbing over the wall, but the dog jumped up and bit his heel, throwing him into the crowd like a shot put.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen... twenty-eight..."

Yu Xiaolie counted with an expressionless face.

Suddenly, his knees bent, and a short fallen being who had lost both legs hugged his legs.

A mouthful of yellow teeth bit Yu Xiaolie's right leg, trying to bite off the soul bone.

"Found it!"

The Fallen laughed wildly, but the next moment, his mouth stopped moving.

Because his head was twisted like a twist by Yu Xiaolie.

With the clever cooperation between Yu Xiaolie and Long Zai, the Fallen One was like a block of tofu, and there was no way he could survive intact in his hands.

Only some Fallen with relatively good strength managed to struggle for a while, but were weakened and chilled by Yu Xiaolie's right leg soul bone skill, and were surrounded by the dragon cub and Yu Xiaolie, and were taken away by the enemy.

When the black fog dissipated, the entire street looked like it had been destroyed by a huge beast. Many body parts were hanging on the already dilapidated eaves, and even blood was dripping down.

Their intestines were tangled together like knotted ribbons.

The dragon cub was searching through the pile of corpses and started biting the throats of the corpses.

After years of fighting in the hellish killing fields, it has become a habit to leave no survivors.

Yu Xiaolie looked coldly at the ice chips on the ground, without a trace of fluctuation in his eyes. There was even a layer of coldness in his expression, and even his body exuded a faint bloody smell.

Cold, bloodthirsty, and cruel have long become his bywords.

Over the past year or so, he has become accustomed to such killings.

Lead a group of people over and then kill them!

He and the dragon cub had already secretly condensed their own strong murderous aura.

The killing god domain has quietly taken shape in him.

(End of this chapter)