"Has it been resolved?"

As soon as he entered the yard, several people came to greet him.

"Well, no problem, just continue at the original pace."

Han Li replied with a smile.

"It's just that in the recent games, I may need to take the initiative to catch people. At the very least, it will take some time to recover."

Han Li thought of something again and scratched his hair in distress.

"Don't worry about this, I'll take care of it."

Dugu Bo patted his chest and volunteered to take on the job.

"That's fine. Thank you for your help, old man."

Seeing that Dugu Bo volunteered, Han Li did not refuse.

In this situation, Dugu Bo does not need to worry about the problem of accumulating soul power. Subsequent breakthroughs require the realization of his own martial soul. It is naturally best for him to handle these complicated matters.

Spring has gone, autumn has come, and winter has arrived. Ten months have passed since Han Li met the King of Slaughter.

The Killing City is particularly lively today, just like the New Year.

Perhaps it is really the same for people living in the City of Killing.

There is no other reason, today is definitely worth celebrating for many people.

Because Han Li and his four companions had finally faced their 100th battle, ignoring the forty-five people who had been captured by them and were now lying paralyzed, the others' eyes were filled with tears.

The devil is finally leaving, no, it should be said that he is about to ascend. Their lives and safety can finally be guaranteed.

Look, Han Li saw that the two people who had fought each other many times had actually put aside their grudges and stood together, talking peacefully.

"Devil King" is the unified name given to Han Li by people in the City of Slaughter.

Although the identities of Han Li and others were exposed because the Spirit Hall drove out many fallen soul masters, and everyone knew that they were the Holy Son and Poison Douluo of the Spirit Hall, but people here were still accustomed to calling Han Li "Demon King".

At most, when communicating in secret, he would curse Han the old devil with gritted teeth.

The strength Han Li displayed in that battle was so extraordinary that no one dared to challenge him afterwards, and even some interesting things happened later.

After some new recruits were sent in and understood the situation, they wanted to look for Han Li, but they were captured by others and sent alive to where Han Li lived.

Because these old men all know very well that this Holy Son really abides by the rules. They are ruthless except in the killing field of hell. Most of the time, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke him, he will at most grab you and draw some blood. He may even sell you blood-replenishing medicine. Compared with other killers, he is much less dangerous.

Of course, that's only after he finishes the fight, otherwise, you'll become one of the corpses in his game.

Perhaps it was because of this situation that after Dugu Bo captured several people, the remaining strong men in the City of Slaughter could no longer sit still. They had managed to survive with great difficulty, and they did not want to be captured inexplicably and become a record of their war.

So, they began to take the initiative to serve Han Li.

Well, that's right, they implemented a last-in-first-out elimination system, and the unlucky ones who fell behind were directly sent to Han Li's side by the others, and became the number of wins for them.

In short, in this atmosphere, the City of Slaughter began to actively roll inward. They could not improve their strength as fast as Han Li and his companions, so the fighting skills of the City of Slaughter began to evolve.

In order not to just rely on the number of wins, they began to think and stopped fighting randomly. Everyone was trying their best to improve themselves in order to survive.

Then, something happened that surprised Han Li and the others.

Although they always fight against relatively weaker people, there is no doubt that under the stimulation of life and death, these people's fighting skills are growing at a visible rate.

In the end, the ones who benefited the most were Han Li and his companions. These sparring partners were so dedicated that they really were fighting with their lives.

This situation was incomprehensible to Dugu Bo and the others for a while, but Han Li, after being silent for a long time, readily accepted this fact. After all, being alive was not shameful.

Although the people here are a group of evil people who cannot be compared with normal people, he would have been in the same situation in his previous life. Otherwise, he would not have died in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, he is now the beneficiary.

The four people around Han Li looked at the people who spontaneously sent them into the hell killing field with strange expressions.

They had never enjoyed such treatment in Wuhun City and Tiandou City. They were really flattered. They had never treated these people as human beings.

Han Li looked at the crowd from a distance who were looking at them, shook his head, turned and walked towards the hell killing field.

As for the forty-five people who were dealt with on the ground, that was not his responsibility. Someone had already forced them to register, and the people of the King of Killing would not allow them not to enter.

Snap——

The last person's neck was also broken. Han Li loosened his right hand and watched the man collapse limply on the ground. The last bit of energy entered his body, and he also retracted the murderous aura that was like a physical vortex above his head.

After the entire Hell Killing Field was silent for a moment, everyone began to shout the same title, which made Han Li a little dazed. The last time this situation occurred was when he became the Son of God.

"Congratulations, young demon king and his followers."

A low and sharp voice suddenly sounded in the air, making the entire hell killing field quiet again.

"The King of Killing..."

Despite the murderous aura that made it difficult for them to breathe, the Fallen still shouted at the top of their lungs, even harder than when they had shouted at the Demon King before.

If the Demon King is the one who reaps lives, then the King of Killing is the cornerstone that gives them survival.

Han Li showed a faint smile on his face and looked at the scarlet figure in the air. Oh, changing from black clothes to bloody clothes, he really cares about his image.

"The devil's followers, it's time for you to end your lives."

The King of Slaughter cast his gaze towards Dugu Bo and the other three, and gave orders indifferently.

Dugu Bo and others looked at Han Li, and after he nodded, they walked towards Han Li in the field.

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"I am very happy to witness your victory. My people, let's celebrate for them again."

After saying this, he took the lead in opening his arms in the air, and the people below cheered again after seeing his actions.

After a while, he pressed his palm, and the place became quiet again. He cast his eyes on Han Li and the others: "Next, tell me your choice, whether you want to go to the Hell Road. If you give up, I can grant you the status of guest officials, and you have the right to freely enter and leave the Slaughter City."

He was not talking to Han Li, but was looking at the people around him. Although he knew that the hope was slim, he still had to give it a try.

"Respected King of Slaughter, thank you for your kindness, but we still choose to go through the road to hell."

Several people looked at each other and made their choice without hesitation.

"Okay, I respect your choice."

The King of Slaughter didn't care either, he didn't have much hope in the first place.

"Well, now, the road to hell begins."

The gloomy and sharp voice sounded again, and everyone in the stands cast their eyes towards the sky with some excitement. The opening of the Road to Hell was a big event in the City of Slaughter. They didn't expect that they would be lucky enough to see it.

However, they did not notice that Han Li in the field had a hint of sarcasm on his face when he looked at them.

The reason why it became a legend is that those who have seen the road to hell open, except for the King of Slaughter and the gods of killing of all generations, have all become sacrifices.

If you like to see me off, then just see me off for the last time. This can also be considered a dungeon. We are in the same dungeon together, Han Li, and we are not even friendly forces. If you like to join in the fun, then you deserve to be wiped out. Otherwise, it would be a bit unworthy of the name "Han Lao Mo".

The dazzling red light and the strong smell of blood emanated from the King of Killing, quickly occupying the entire Hell Killing Field.

It was not until this point that some people finally realized that something was wrong and turned around and wanted to escape. Unfortunately, it was still a little too late.

The red light formed a huge barrier that enveloped the entire hell killing field, and the people in the stands began to scream.

Their eyes quickly lost their sanity. They were screaming, but their voices were mixed with joy. Under the gaze of Han Li and the others, they began to madly hurt themselves. A scene more disgusting than the bloodbath appeared...

Blood spilled onto the ground and began to coagulate. Large amounts of blood flowed like streams through inconspicuous tiny pipes under the audience seats toward the center of the killing field.

Countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes, and gathered into a bat pattern on the ground under the feet of Han Li and his friends.

"Remember your promise, Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. I wish you good luck on the road to hell."

As the blood-red light flashed, a sense of devouring came, and the murderous aura on Han Li and the others emerged on its own, protecting them as they fell downwards.

There's no hope, I'm waiting to die. I hope I can see you again. This was Han Li's last thought after hearing the voice of the King of Slaughter.

It would be fine if the mark that opens the road to hell is not the Shura Demon Sword, but look at the way it kills people, the emotions, evil thoughts, and murderous intent are just appearances. If this bat wants to follow the path of Shura, Han Li's name must be read backwards.

Especially now that Han Li is still under the watchful eyes of the God Realm Committee, what he does, in the eyes of the gods, is no different from holding Rakshasa's hand and slapping Shura directly.

Shura God must look very happy right now, Han Li thought in his heart.

It was unknown how long it had been, but after a violent shock, Han Li and the others' perceptions finally recovered, and their feet felt the solidity of the ground.

Several people looked around at the same time and found that they were on a circular platform. The murderous aura surged out of their bodies uncontrollably.

"Activate the Blood Evil Technique to stabilize the state first."

Han Li gave a few instructions and began to look around.

(End of this chapter)