Chapter 53 I have entered the city of slaughter, and you don’t have to go and die. Everyone has a bright future! Sang Biao has now entered the entrance of the City of Slaughter. It is a long corridor that extends diagonally downward. The cold air constantly blows on Sang Biao's body. Sang Biao strode forward. The corridor was a little too dark, so he summoned his blood axe. The red light illuminated the corridor, making it look even more eerie and terrifying. I don’t know how far I walked, but suddenly, a cold voice came from all directions. "Welcome to the City of Killing. This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want, at the cost of your life." Sang Biao's face changed and he clenched the blood axe in his hand. He moved forward while waving the blood axe in his hand. If anyone dared to show up, Sang Biao would immediately hit him with the axe! After turning a corner, there was a faint light ahead. Sang Biao narrowed his eyes slightly, wielded the blood axe and rushed forward. The light ahead suddenly magnified in his eyes. It was an open door. On the other side of the door, there was a breath of life. Sang Biao walked forward with big strides, and vaguely heard noisy sounds. When he walked out of the corridor, one hundred and one people appeared in front of him. They were all dressed in black armor, and even their faces were completely obscured by helmets. One hundred of them were holding heavy swords. There was only one person sitting on the tall war horse. His horse was also covered in thick black armor. "You broke the rules." The deep voice sounded extremely cold, and it didn't seem like it came from the mouth. The one who spoke was the black-armored knight who was sitting upright.
Behind the knight was a black city. The thick black walls were extremely wide. It was actually a city, and above the city, there was a purple moon hanging. The moon was very low, as if it was less than five hundred meters away from the ground. Looking upward, everything was black, like a dark night. Sang Biao was angry and started to bully others: "You bunch of rubbish! Didn't Lord Zhenyu tell you to head to Douluo Continent as soon as possible to fight against the Angel Legion? And you still have time to come up with some bullshit rules!" "If Lord Zhenyu blames me, I will never forgive you!" "I'm not breaking the rules! I'm just following orders! Take me to see the King of Slaughter!" The originally cold voice of the black-armored knight turned awkward: "The king's order is to defend the City of Slaughter. We cannot obey the order of the law enforcement captain." The two waiters had actually been notified to the City of Slaughter a long time ago. The King of Slaughter was very arrogant at first, and he attacked Cao Cao Rice Bowl fiercely. However, when he hid his body and led the team to the top, he saw the woman with four hundred thousand year soul rings, and he immediately fled back to the City of Slaughter. The order given by the King of Slaughter was to ignore it and not to anger the current leader of the Angel Legion and ask him to give up the Prison Douluo. Although Zhenyu is their law enforcement captain, he is not irreplaceable. The King of Killing has given up on him, so why save him? "But since you are following the orders of Lord Zhenyu, it doesn't count as a violation of the rules. You can go in." After all, he was the former captain, so we have to give him this little face. Just think of it as a farewell gift to the captain. Sang Biao breathed a sigh of relief, how great is this, I have entered the City of Slaughter, and you don’t have to go to the Legion of Angels to die, everyone has a bright future! "Okay, okay, then I will respectfully obey your orders, Brother Biao." Sang Biao's face was smiling like a chrysanthemum, and he was very skilled in rubbing his hands like a fly. A black sign was handed to Sang Biao, who took it casually. There was a skull carved on the sign, and a number underneath. 6666. "This is proof that you are in the Killing City. Please enter the city and someone will greet you at the city gate." "Damn! Brothers are loyal to each other. Such an awesome number! Brother Biao likes it!" Sang Biao couldn't help but be happy, and hurriedly took the sign and walked towards the City of Slaughter. After killing the Prison Douluo, Qian Renxue returned to the Spirit Hall with the Angel Legion. She wanted to see what Bibi Dong was trying to do.
And whether there are any new spirits in this year's spirit awakening ceremony, she is very curious about all kinds of spirits. In the original novel, Hu Liena's three golden generations are three years younger than her, and they should have awakened their spirits now. Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace. Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's throne, like a noble and majestic queen. Her beautiful face was as cold as frost, as if covered with a thin layer of cold mist. Her long lavender hair falls down behind her shoulders like a waterfall, like smooth silk. Her delicate facial features seem to be the most perfect masterpiece of God, with every detail just right. The high bridge of her nose was like a proud mountain, showing her arrogance and dominance. She was dressed in gorgeous saint costume, which added a bit of sacredness and solemnity. Her whole body exuded a powerful aura, which made people unconsciously feel in awe in her presence. In front of her stood two Titled Douluo wearing armor, one in gold armor and the other in black armor. They were Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who possessed the spirit fusion skill, and were the two strongest among the nine elders of the Spirit Hall. Bibi Dong's eyes were fixed on Ju Douluo. "Elder Ju, is there any news from Xue'er?" Juhuaguan secretly groaned, "Can you please not let the trouble between you and your daughter affect me and Old Ghost? Although this person in front of us is only a saint girl, her cultivation has now reached level 90. I don't know why she hasn't gone to get the spirit ring yet." Besides, Bibi Dong is the Pope's woman, the Pope's mother, so how could he dare to offend her? As for Qian Renxue who asked him to pass on the message, this even more important little ancestor was so important that he was afraid that she would melt if he held her in his mouth, and afraid that she would get hot if he held her in his palm. The worship hall is full of her die-hard fans. The core soul masters in the Spirit Hall who participated in the 100,000-year soul hunting operation are now all her fanatical admirers. Even the other elders of the Spirit Hall want to join her but are too embarrassed to take the initiative, so they have been struggling. "Hey~ Your Highness, how dare I urge the young master? The young master is now determined to wipe out the fallen soul masters. How dare I disturb her interest~" Ju Douluo first let out an angry cry, then looked at his beautifully manicured nails and complained bitterly. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on Qian Renxue. He and Lao Gui will have to follow Qian Renxue in the future. Bibi Dong is just a stepping stone for transition. He already has his dream girl, so he can't let Qian Renxue think that he is Bibi Dong's die-hard fan! Oh, what a mess this is. I should have known not to accept the Pope's task of assisting Bibi Dong. Now, I have put myself and Lao Gui in a dilemma. (End of this chapter)