Everyone thinks that the God of Killing is the most terrifying existence in the entire Douluo Continent, because, from the beginning of the Shark God entering the Hell Killing Field, no opponent has lived for a minute in front of him, and most people die in an instant.

The horrible murderous aura made all the fallen people in the entire killing city tremble.

As long as you hear the word Shark God, it will be frightening.

"Congratulations, Shark God!" A low and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions.

The killing aura on Lan's body was instantly defeated and suppressed and retracted into his body, which made Lan shocked.

The atmosphere in the hell killing field suddenly rose to the extreme, and in the air, a blood-red figure fell from the sky.

"King of Killing, King of Killing, King of Killing..." The cry of the Fallen people suddenly rang out, and they had no intention of stopping at all.

Lan raised his head and looked sharply at the scarlet figure.

It was a tall man, his whole body wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak.

With a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, the body slowly descended from the air, and seemed not affected by gravity.

The King of Killing looked down at Lan and said in a deep voice: "Shark God, Shark God! You made me feel the terrifying aura of ancient monsters. You are so powerful. Yum, you haven't seen Yum's strong man in many years. I didn't expect that you can do this at such a young age."

"Very good. I'm giving you the title of Shark God, but I don't think this title is suitable for you, so I'll give you the title of Shadow God Emperor. You are the strongest assassin I've ever seen, no doubt about it."

"From now on, you can enter and exit the Slaying City at will and become the guest minister of the Slaying City under your own self."

Lan's expression frightened and said coldly, "No need, the great king of killing, I have only one purpose here, which is to challenge the road of hell."

The King of Killing's eyes froze, "I'm afraid you don't know the horror of the road to hell. Life is only once, if you go in, you won't have a chance to come out."

"I have decided, please start the road to hell." Lan said frankly.

He had been waiting for a long time on this day.

There are only two days left before the finals of the Soul Master Competition. He must reach the Wuhun City in the finals, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, because Cai Wenji will definitely participate in the competition. You must know that Tang San hated Cai Wenji to the core and would definitely target him at that time.

It is precisely because of this that Lan eagerly wants to leave here.

The face of the King of Killing suddenly changed, and circles of light red halos were released from him. He now wanted to destroy the young man in front of him. The so-called destruction is destroyed if he can't get it, which saves endless troubles. However, when he thinks of Lan's terrifying talent and powerful strength, he feels a pity.

It would be a pity if such a genius died.

After thinking for a moment, a red light suddenly flashed in his eyes, "It's not impossible to let me open the road to hell, you have to promise me a condition."

Lan said coldly, "What are the conditions?"

The King of Killing said lightly: "I want you to kill a man named Tang Hao within three years, and then come to see me with his head. Otherwise, you would never be able to leave here today."

Facing the king of the killing capital in front of him, Lan knew very well that he had no room for counterattack, and he was like an ant in front of him.

He must accept this condition no matter what.

"good!"

"very good!"

The tone of the Killing King was extremely cold, and he was still full of confidence in the young man in front of him. After all, this was the strongest genius he had seen in years.

Since he cannot be used by him and cannot be killed directly, he can only use this to get rid of one of the killing gods who intimidate him.

And this person is undoubtedly Haotian Douluo and Tang Hao!

A sharp look flashed in Lan's eyes. Although he agreed to the conditions of the King of Killing, he swore that he must get rid of this person, because the so-called King of Killing was actually an evil soul master in his opinion!

Thick red mist suddenly released from the King of Killing, and the huge aura knocked Lan back dozens of meters.

This is not murderous aura? Lan frowned slightly. The aura released by the King of Killing just now was not murderous aura, but an extremely evil aura. He only felt that at that moment, his bone marrow was stiff and cold.

The evil cold red ripples slowly dispersed, and in almost a few seconds it had spread throughout the venue.

As the road to hell slowly opened, the fallen man who was originally sitting in the audience cheering began to scream in pain.

"Salvation!"

The gloomy voice of the King of Killing stirred the entire Hell Killing Field.

In just a few seconds, all the fallen people died except Lan, except for the entire hell killing field, and they became sacrifices that opened the road to hell.

The crimson blood turned into a stream and flowed into every groove on the ground. Gradually, it gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground.

Lan released his mental power as much as possible, and vaguely saw the huge blood-red pattern. The pattern that seemed to be a bird was not a bird, but a bat.

"Boy, I wish you good luck in hell."

As soon as the sharp and low voice of the King of Killing fell, Lan felt that his feet were empty, everything around him began to become illusory, and his body seemed to be tearing apart. The pain of this breaking made him gasp a few breaths.

The space shrank and moved continuously, Lan could feel the murderous aura covering him and protecting him, like an eggshell.

I don’t know how long it took, but with a violent shock, all the strange feelings disappeared, and the blood light around me disappeared.

Lan glanced at the surroundings and found himself on a circular platform.

After careful investigation, Lan's expression became sharp. This place was indeed even more dangerous than he had imagined. Everything around him showed a faint blood-red color. The prototype platform under his feet was a deep abyss outside.

In addition, just in front of him was a slender path less than half a foot wide, with the skill accommodating the legs standing at the same time leading to the unknown darkness.

Taking a deep breath, Lan set out directly. He did not intend to find other roads, but walked directly along the road.

After walking for more than an hour, the temperature became higher and higher. Lan found that the blood pool below was gradually rising. At first, it was about one thousand meters high, but now it was only more than seven hundred meters left.

Two days later.

The House of the Pope.

The finals of the All-Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition have begun.

Tang San looked at Cai Wenji, an auxiliary soul master of the Wuhun Temple team, and said to Dai Mubai and the others, "That's the person who seriously injured his teacher in the past. We will treat her as our first goal. As long as she is solved, this game will be much easier."
Chapter completed!