Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 122: The King of Slaughter: This dragon... has ancient power...

The King of Slaughter originally wanted to hold Yu Xiaolie accountable, but considering his strange Holy Dragon Martial Spirit, especially this Holy Dragon, which carried the aura of an ancient beast.

Not knowing the details, I didn't take action immediately.

In addition, from what Yu Xiaolie said, he seemed to have some purpose.

"Are you doing this to see me?"

The Lord of Slaughter floated in mid-air, the blood moon casting mottled shadows on his huge bone wings.

I saw his bat wings flapping slowly, bringing up gusts of fishy wind from time to time, which instantly lifted up the sticky blood plasma on the ground and emitted a disgusting stench.

Yu Xiaolie's mouth curved into a smile. He stood on the dragon cub's back and replied calmly:

"That's right. The 100th round of the Hell Killing Fields is too long to wait. If you don't do this, how will you get out?"

The King of Slaughter's red pupils shrank, and the huge cloak behind him fluttered in the wind.

He couldn't believe that this young-looking guy in front of him was actually a lunatic. He was willing to kill so many people just to lure him out!
He immediately roared angrily, and the sound shook the ruined capital around him, making it rustle.

"This is the ancient rule of the Killing Grounds. Just because of this, you massacred my Killing City?"

Yu Xiaolie chuckled and said:

"I don't care what your rules are. I just want to participate in the 100th game of the Killing Field right away."

"Can the rules here be changed just like that?"

The King of Killing did not give in at all. Yu Xiaolie had destroyed the capital so much that he wanted to kill him immediately.

Seeing that the negotiations were going nowhere, Yu Xiaolie waved his hand and the dragon cub flew to another area, ready to continue the slaughter.

"In that case, I will slaughter people here wantonly, and you have no reason to stop me."

In the city of killing, there are no rules or morals. Killing is not a crime and fighting is free.

There would be no problem for Yu Xiaolie to carry out a large-scale sweep.

It's just that his combat power has a larger range and is a bit more brutal.

Then, the dragon cub roared, echoing throughout the entire Killing City.

The mighty sound waves caused the grass and trees within a hundred meters and the city walls to tremble.

Even the blood moon hanging high in the sky was trembling, and the King of Killing couldn't help but be shocked.

"Boom!"

The ground cracked under the dragon's might, and the cracks spread out in all directions like little snakes.

The dragon cub began to wreak havoc right under the nose of the King of Slaughter, and suddenly swung its tail, causing another bloody storm.

The tall stone tower collapsed like paper under the sweep of the dragon's tail, and the bronze bell on the top of the tower fell to the ground.

A lot of rubble hit the ground and hit several Fallen who were unable to dodge, and screams were heard everywhere.

At this time, the black mist spewed out of the mouth of the Black Nether Holy Dragon had turned into a blood mist, which was even dimmer than the blood moon.

Before the dragon cub finished his action, clouds of dust rose up, and in an instant, many fallen people and buildings were destroyed.

The inner city, which originally looked quite orderly, is now in ruins.

Such a devastating scene, how can it be a fight between the fallen?

This is clearly a Tyrannosaurus that has broken into your backyard! It's ready to destroy your home if you don't agree with it.

And those ferocious and desperate criminals who usually look ferocious now fall down in groups like harvested wheat.

Their blood formed a stream, slowly flowing through the cracks in the ground, and finally sank into the soil and disappeared...

If we leave it alone, it won’t be long before the entire Killing City will be destroyed by this dark dragon.

"stop!"

The King of Slaughter could no longer bear it and roared. The sound waves caused the blood beads on the surrounding ruins to fall.

The huge wings behind him also expanded, and the shadow cast by them covered half of the square.

But the dragon cub wouldn't listen to the Slaughter King's words. It continued to work hard on its task. "Stop, stop, stop! The 100th round is over!"

The King of Slaughter suddenly changed the subject and said something.

A strange silence fell, and Yu Xiaolie looked up at the King of Slaughter with a hint of doubt in his expression.

"Well... everyone who was originally going to compete with you has already been killed by you, so naturally you have completed the so-called 100th game."

The King of Slaughter spoke sullenly as the pool of blood beneath his feet began to ripple unnaturally. Looking at the blood constantly flowing below, his heart ached so much that it bled.

If we don't send this plague god away, I'm afraid he will just be the king of this empty city.

"Okay, then let's start the road to hell quickly."

The King of Killing was speechless for a moment. He had originally wanted to stall Yu Xiaolie, but he didn't expect Yu Xiaolie's purpose to be so direct.

The Road to Hell is the foundation of the City of Slaughter. It has hardly been opened in the past hundred years, simply because it not only contains several ancient ferocious beasts, but also the secrets of the City of Slaughter.

But if he really let the dragon in, he couldn't imagine what would happen to those ferocious beasts.

Yu Xiaolie sensed something was wrong with the King of Slaughter and asked, "What? Didn't you say we should follow the rules?"

His words were said cleverly, like a cold arrow piercing the heart of the King of Killing.

The King of Killing was speechless and furious, but he didn't dare to show it.

His sharp nails pierced deeply into his palms, and the dripping blood turned into black smoke in the air. He really wanted to kill the giant dragon on the ground right then and there.

But for some reason, when the dragon roared, his body would become out of control. Even in his home turf, he felt like he was being ridden on.

This is why he has not taken action against Yu Xiaolie yet.

You know, the King of Killing himself was Tang Chen who lost his mind after being parasitized by the Bat King, but the dragon cub's holy dragon bloodline was just able to suppress all beasts. In this shock of the drum, the Bat King's soul was trembling.

In particular, this dragon does not seem to belong to this era, as if it comes from ancient times.

And deeper in the soul of the King of Slaughter, Tang Chen's consciousness, which had been dormant for many years, also produced subtle fluctuations due to the violent power of the dragon cub.

I’m afraid that if a fight really breaks out, it won’t be a question of who wins or loses, but a question of whether the Bat King can continue to parasitize.

The Bat King couldn't figure out the origin of the dragon in front of him and how it could threaten him?

You must know that you are a follower of the Rakshasa God!
Don't be arrogant, it's better to be cautious.

In desperation, the King of Killing had no choice but to agree to Yu Xiaolie's request.

Yu Xiaolie stepped on the dragon cub's back, his black hair dancing in the wind, with occasional flashes of blood-red lightning between his hair.

He looked down at the fallen ones kneeling on the ground with a frighteningly cold look in his eyes.

"So, when will you open the door to Hell Road for me?"

The King of Slaughter came back to his senses, the bat wings behind him folded and unfolded nervously, and he spat softly:
"madman."

Then he smiled awkwardly and said, "Now is the time."

He suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and the ground suddenly cracked into countless cracks, and dark red tentacles emerged from the ground.

Several fallen people who were kneeling and praying in the distance suddenly twitched all over, their eyeballs rolled up, and they stood up shakily like puppets.

Spider-web-like black lines appeared beneath their skin, and at the same time, inhuman roars came from their throats.

"Follow me, believers of the City of Slaughter, and open the gates of hell!"

Yu Xiaolie narrowed his eyes. He had heard that the King of Slaughter could control the minds of the Fallen.

Seeing it with my own eyes, the scene was quite spectacular.

The controlled people looked like rotting puppets, their joints twisted at illogical angles, blood oozing from the corners of their mouths...

Then they all stood up and followed the King of Killing.

There were even some people who had fallen to the ground but were not yet dead. As long as they were still breathing, they would use their hands to drag their mutilated bodies and struggle to get up and follow.

(End of this chapter)