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Chapter 322 ? Slaughter King

"It's so cool! Now, I feel full of strength!"

After removing the true body of Eternity and the Devouring Dragon, Wang Kai also nodded with a smile, very satisfied with this true body of martial soul.

As a beast's martial soul, although the blessing of Eternal and Devouring Dragon's True Body is not as good as that of Shura Emperor, it is almost the same. It can increase Wang Kai's strength by 120%, defense by 80%, speed by 100%, and at the same time increase the power of all soul skills of Eternal and Devouring Dragon to 190%, which can be said to be quite against the will of heaven.

"Now, let me go to the Hell Killing Field to continue fighting!"

Although Wang Kai still has ten sublimation stones of 100,000-year soul ring that have not been used, Wang Kai does not want to continue practicing for the time being. He urgently needs a battle to vent the powerful power he just obtained, and the hell killing field is his best choice.

When he arrived at the Hell Killing Field, Wang Kai signed up immediately. Coincidentally, just three hours later, Wang Kai was notified to start the competition, and Wang Kai was also quite happy about this.

As Wang Kai wins more games, fewer people dare to participate in the Hell Killing Tournament gradually become less and less. Even if the Hell Killing Tournament does not disclose the specific time when Wang Kai will participate in the competition in advance, it often takes two or three to get a game. This time, it is really not easy to get a game so inferior.

When they came to the Hell Killing Field, there were nine people entering the field with Wang Kai. Of course, they could not only have five games left for their victory, because even if the entire City of Killing, the winning games exceeded Wang Kai was only five fingers.

When he arrived at the hell field, the nine contestants felt a secret heart when they saw Wang Kai. Two of them were even trembling slightly. Although the remaining seven people were not trembling, they also showed timidity in the corners of their eyes and did not dare to look at Wang Kai in front of them.

At the beginning of the battle, the nine soul masters were timid, but they still roared and filled the most powerful attack on Wang Kai. Wang Kai was not afraid at all, his figure flashed, and his sword split his claws torn!

There is no doubt that this will be a massacre. Although Wang Kai's opponents include seven soul emperors and two soul kings, what are the seven soul emperors and two soul kings in front of Wang Kai who has just advanced and has greatly increased their attributes?

In just a few moves, the nine soul masters on the field were already killed by Wang Kai one by one like cutting melons and vegetables, leaving only nine corpses in the hell killing field, either separated from their bodies and heads, or cut in half, and some were even torn into two by Wang Kai with his sharp claws!

"The Sword Demon King Kai has become stronger again! It's so terrifying!"

"Yes! It seems that after he killed Du Tao, his strength has improved again!"

"However, I think he can no longer be called the sword demon now. He is simply a demon born from hell!"

"Hell Demon? The title you are talking about is pretty good!"

......

Seeing Wang Kai win the battle so easily, the audience was also talking, and Wang Kai left the hell killing field alone and rushed to Palace No. 2 after the referee declared the victory.

After this battle, Wang Kai gained nearly 40,000 point source experience. In addition, he had previously advanced to complete any experience and experience in the Super Furnace improvement, Wang Kai is now only two to three games away from breaking through the level 72 Soul Saint.

......

On the other side, the capital of killing, the palace of the king of killing, and the palace of the king of the palace.

This is a dark and wide room. In the center of the room is an extremely huge chair, and the back of the chair is inlaid with crystals of blue and purple. These crystals are outlined in a drum-shaped shape. Except for this chapter of the chair, everything here is dark red.

"The great king, the 'Sword Demon', won another game in the Hell Killing Field. Now, his victory has reached forty-one games!"

In the room, a cold female voice rang out from the darkness.

"I know."

A voice came from above the seat, looking at the voice caller, it was a tall voice, with a face hidden in the darkness and difficult to identify. Only vaguely could it be seen that this person had a slender figure and full and powerful muscles.

"Great King, look, do we want to start contacting him? The Sword Demon is a super strong man who is truly born for the City of Killing, and in the City of Killing, no strong man has joined him for a long time."

The woman said again.

"Touch him? No, there is no need, he is different. I can see that it is obvious that he came for the title of God of Killing."

The man on the throne shook his head slightly and sighed.

"The title of God of Killing? The great king, if he came for the title of God of Killing, then we cannot let him become God of Killing. After all, the appearance of every God of Killing will be accompanied by a crisis for the killing value and the like. Aren't there such a teaching left on the wall of the allegorical wall of our Killing City? The arrival of the God of Killing is a disaster in hell. In the past few times, every time the God of Killing appeared, it would cause heavy damage to the City of Killing City. If I really come again this time, I'm afraid..."

Listening to the words of the King of Killing, the woman next to her gasped and then said.

"You are right! We can't let a killing god be easily generated! Let's do this, while the sword demon has not reached fifty games, you can contact Quan Long, who has won the most games in the Hell Killing Field, and tell him that if he can be willing to fight Wang Kai and survive, I will specially approve him to join the Killing City and solve the problem of murderous aura on him."

The blood-colored eyes swayed slightly, and the low voice of the King of Killing sounded.

"Yes, the great king!"

Hearing the orders of the King of Killing, the woman bowed and said.

"In addition, I will tell Quan Long for me that if he is willing to participate in the battle, I can help him temporarily increase his strength to the titled Douluo level in the battle, go."

Seeing that the woman was about to leave, the King of Killing also spoke again.

"Yes, great king, I will definitely convey your will to Quanlong!"

While speaking, the woman left the palace of the King of Killing and walked towards the No. 1 Palace where Quan Long lived.

"Oh! Even if you temporarily bless Quan Long's strength to the titled Douluo, it may be difficult to defeat the sword demon! Unfortunately, the rules here restrict me, and doing so is my limit! I can only hope that Wang Kai will be killed by Quan Long, or that he cannot pass through the road of hell. Otherwise, another killing god appears, and the catastrophe of the killing capital will probably come!"

Seeing the woman's figure disappear, the King of Killing also raised his head at this time, his blood-red eyes floating in the air, and sighed helplessly.
Chapter completed!
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