Li Luochen followed Qianjun Jiangmo for many days and finally arrived at a small town.

This town doesn't look big, but as soon as he stepped in, Li Luochen felt that the atmosphere around him was a little strange. He felt that the people around him all had a special chill.

Killing intent! Li Luochen thought silently in his heart.

Qianjun Jiangmo brought Li Luochen to a tavern in the town and walked in.

The air in the tavern was very turbid. Li Luochen noticed that all the decorations here were black. Although it was daytime outside, as soon as he walked in, he felt a cold and dark feeling.

Well, it's very dark, not a place for people to stay . At this time, about 30% of the people were sitting in the pub. Although the air was turbid, few people were talking, so it seemed very quiet.

The arrival of Qianjun Jiangmo and Li Luochen attracted a lot of attention, but most people just took a quick glance and passed by them.

Qianjun Jiangmo took Li Luochen to sit in the middle. A waiter dressed in black and with an indifferent expression came over.

"What would you like to order?"

"Give us three glasses of Bloody Mary," Qianjun Douluo said lightly.

The waiter's face changed slightly. "Are you sure?" But he was given a cold look by the Demon-Subduing Douluo. He dared not say anything and turned away.

A moment's work.

Three cups of turbid liquid were brought up. The liquid was dark red and had a strong fishy smell, as pungent as blood.

Li Luochen looked at the liquid in the cup. Human blood? Or poisonous human blood. The two masters wouldn't let me drink it, would they?

"Xiaochen, drink it," Qianjun Douluo said with his eyes closed, while Jiangmo Douluo was playing with his Panlong Stick.

Um... Can I say no? I can't run away.

Li Luochen drank it in one gulp. The liquid was a little salty and a little sour. The strong smell of blood instantly filled Li Luochen's taste and smell.

puff----

Sorry, I couldn't help it, I really can't drink human blood, uh - this is a bit embarrassing for me, Fat Tiger.

. . . . .

The violent vomiting broke the tranquility in the tavern and attracted the attention of all the guests.

There was laughter.

"Where did you come from, you little chick? Go home. This is not the place for you."

"You can't even afford a Bloody Mary, and you still want to be allowed in?"

"Haha, go home and find your mother for milk."

All kinds of dirty noises filled the pub, and the drinkers seemed to have found a point of release amidst their depression, and they let it out without reservation.

Even after vomiting out everything in his stomach, Li Luochen was unable to completely get rid of the bloody smell. He almost vomited bile. This was the first time in his life that he vomited so violently.

Li Luochen slowly took out a water bag, drank some water and rinsed his mouth.

After Li Luochen rinsed his mouth, he looked at Qianjun Douluo, waiting for his instructions.

Qianjun Douluo didn't open his eyes, pointed at the group of people and said, "Kill them all."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Qianjun Douluo with strange eyes.

Li Luochen heard it, stood up, and directly released his martial spirit, the Panlong Stick.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black

Five soul rings appeared.

As soon as the Tyrant Dragon's battle body was opened, it faced the people who were still sitting, each with a stick. Some people tried to resist, but were directly smashed to pieces.

Blood, bones, and flesh were flying all over the tavern. Li Luochen had never killed anyone before, and he knew that this would take a process, so he gave himself a strong medicine and used all his strength to smash them.

The bodies were scattered all over the place, and everyone here was killed in the most disgusting way.

Li Luochen returned to normal from the combat state. Looking at the broken bones and flesh all over the ground, he couldn't help but tremble all over and his face turned pale.

An extremely disgusting smell wanted to come out, but since Li Luochen had just vomited, he was just dry heaving.

At this time, Li Luochen's eyes were red. It was his first time to kill someone. He took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and felt dizzy. (Good Friend Ice Room!) Li Luochen activated his head soul bone to quickly adjust his emotions. He took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at the remains of the corpse. Although he still felt a little nauseous, his eyes were more indifferent.

"Sure, kid, you came out pretty fast. See that hole under the bar? That's the City of Slaughter.

Remember, when you enter the Killing City, you can only rely on yourself. I will not be by your side, let alone protect you. There are no friends or partners there, only enemies. Kill all those who can bring you threats.

Get 100 wins in the Hell Killing Fields, and then pass the Hell Road. Your mission is complete. Stay alive and let me and my brother see how strong your future is. Go ahead."

The Demon Subduing Douluo hooked his arm around Li Luochen's shoulder and said.

Li Luochen glanced at the master chef and the second chef, walked to the bar, and jumped into the hole.

In the bar, only Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo were left.

"Brother, can this kid do it? I admired him a little at the beginning, but he can't be stuck in this, right?" The Demon-Subduing Douluo said uncertainly, holding his chin with one hand.

"Xiao Chen is very special. He is very talented and will become a Super Douluo sooner or later. He will have no problem surpassing us, but he is also aware of his own shortcomings.

There was too little blood, and the strong ones all crawled out of the corpses. Do you remember that we fought against the fallen soul master at the Soul Douluo level with the strength of Soul Emperor? We still have the scars he left on our bodies.

Because of that time, we have become stronger and better at cooperating. Together, we are not afraid of any opponent. Xiaochen, if, there is no if, he will definitely come out, and by then he may surpass the young lady. "

Qianjun Douluo has come into contact with Li Luochen many times, basically seeing him twice a month, and he knows his apprentice quite well. His apprentice's stick skills have reached a bottleneck, and he lacks momentum. The City of Slaughter is most suitable for him.

"That's good. The King of Slaughter should show up after watching for so long." Demon Subduing Douluo said to a certain place in the void.

"Hehe, Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo of the Spirit Hall, how come you have time to come to my Slaughter City? Are you trying to train another God of Killing?"

The King of Slaughter wore a blood-red robe and was wrapped in a huge scarlet cape with a stand-up collar. He had a pale face and looked like a middle-aged man, with blood-red hair and eyes. From a distance, he looked like a blood-red shadow.

"Heh, do you need to know what my Spirit Hall is doing? The boy who went in is the key training target of my Spirit Hall. Don't play tricks, otherwise the City of Killings, hehe, you should know."

Qianjun Douluo looked at the King of Slaughter coldly.

The King of Slaughter was extremely angry but helpless at this time. Qianjun Jiangmo were both level 96, and they could defeat level 98 together. He was no match for them and could only endure it. Moreover, all the supplies of the Slaughter City were sent by the Spirit Hall, and the lifeline was in the hands of the Spirit Hall.

"Hmph, if he dies in the killing field, don't blame me."

After saying this, the King of Slaughter left, and Qianjun Jiangmo also left, and they had been told that they needed to return to the Worship Hall.

(End of this chapter)