Chapter 519 520. Outstanding People, Simple Folk Customs...

(two more)

Boundless green hills, lush forests.

Under the shattering sunlight, a well-dressed young man appeared on a narrow path.

Long black hair shawls, slanted bangs covering his forehead, a pair of star-like deep pupils are particularly eye-catching, flashing light from time to time, a suit of well-cut white clothes, outlines the boy's well-proportioned and strong figure, from short sleeves What is exposed are two tanned arms, a blue belt around the waist, and deerskin boots on the feet, looking like a young man who is out for spring.

But if you look at the direction this young man is heading, I'm afraid it will break the point of view just now.

Without him, because the place he went to was the notorious killing capital in the soul master world.

There are three most mysterious places in Douluo Continent, one is the capital of killing, the other is Sea God Island, and the third is Raksha Temple.

Sea God Island was left behind by the previous Sea God. To enter Sea God Island, one must pass the test left by Sea God. Only those who pass the test will have the opportunity to inherit the gods of Sea God and gain powerful power.

The Raksha Temple is similar to the Sea God Island, but it is more secretive. Few people can tell the location of the Raksha Temple. There are not five people in the world who know the Raksha Temple.

As for the killing capital, since it is a notorious place, there are naturally reasons for it.

Those who enter the Slaughter City will lose their martial spirit and soul power, leaving only the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat. There is no kindness, no warmth, no sunshine, and only the most terrifying killings. If you want to be recognized by the Slaughter City, One must complete a hundred competition victories to be eligible to enter the Death God Domain and return to one's original world.

And before entering the killing capital, they still need to pass a small test.

Yang Ming learned the location of the Slaughter City from Tang Hao, and after helping Tang San and the others successfully join the Zhatian Gang, he separated from them and came here alone.

Although the Slaughtering City can help a soul master grow quickly as a place of experience, Yang Ming doesn't want to meet Tang San, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Xiao Wu at that time, so he naturally comes alone.

Of course, Yang Ming is also very interested in the inheritance of God Shura hidden in the capital of killing.

Besides, Yang Ming also wanted to use the clues he got from Dai Mubai to see what kind of person his "father" was in this life, and what kind of ghost was that so-called mysterious organization.

The Slaughter City is located in the north of Tiandou City. Yang Ming has been heading north since he left the headquarters of the Zhatian Gang. Nearly a month has passed since the day of his departure.

The further north you go, the colder it gets.

At the same time, the surrounding forests have also changed, from the original deciduous broad-leaved forests to the forests dominated by fir and coniferous forests. The humidity in the air has been greatly reduced, and it has become dry and cold.

Compared to the temperate climate in Tiandou City, the closer it is to the Slaughter Capital, the closer the air is to the subfrigid coniferous forest climate.

If you were an ordinary person, you might have put on a thick coat to prevent the loss of body heat, but for the level of the Soul Emperor, although it is not immune to cold, it is already very strong against ordinary low temperatures. Even if the temperature is a few degrees now, Yang Ming is still wearing short-sleeved tights, which is not affected at all.

After walking for several miles, looking over, I could already see the general outline of a small town, and there was still smoke rising faintly.

found it!

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth was pursed into a smile, and the speed of his feet accelerated a little.

With the speed of three steps and two steps, he had already arrived at the gate of the town in just one incense stick.

This is really just a small town, with an area of ​​more than ten square kilometers. It is not specially surrounded by walls, and it seems that there are no professionals to plan it. The roads on the ground are the simplest loess roads, and the houses everywhere are random. The ground is erected on the ground, it looks very messy, but it is orderly in chaos.

The town is very lively, with many people coming and going.

Logically speaking, Yang Ming should feel very warm when he came out of the uninhabited woods and saw someone he hadn't seen for a long time, but now he didn't feel this way at all, instead he could sense the strange atmosphere in the town.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the pedestrians on the road will deliberately open a certain distance, and everyone's brows are full of vigilance. Many people's muscles are tense, as if to prevent the people around them from suddenly attacking .

Obviously vigilant against each other, but everyone pretended that nothing happened on the surface, creating an appearance of "plain folk customs and outstanding people".

The moment Yang Ming stepped into this small town, through his keen spiritual sense, Yang Ming noticed that there were bright or dark eyes on his face.

When it was found that Yang Ming was alone, and he was very young from the green pheasant on his face, someone even showed cruel, tyrannical, and greedy eyes undisguised, as if he had been hungry for months. The jackal who had eaten suddenly saw a white and fat sheep, and all kinds of malice swarmed in.

"Humph!"

Yang Ming's face darkened, and the pattern of kaleidoscope Sharingan appeared in his pupils. His eyes swept around coldly, and the mental storm formed by illusion swept towards those pedestrians who showed malice towards him.

All of a sudden, muffled groans sounded one after another, and many people had nosebleeds, and those with weak strength simply fainted and became unconscious.

"Wow!"

Seeing Yang Ming show such a trick, everyone immediately knew that this is not a fat sheep, it is clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing!

In a blink of an eye, the malicious gaze just now was gone, and even the pedestrians who pretended to be close to Yang Ming with malicious intentions just now retreated three feet in fear, running as far as they could, for fear of being poisoned by Yang Ming later.

Within ten meters around Yang Ming, there was no outsider.

Putting down a little prestige, Yang Ming raised his chin slightly, and walked towards a tavern in the small town.

This tavern seems to have been opened with some ideas. The outside looks very old, and even the wooden door is covered with mottled marks.

Gently pushing open the wooden door, a pungent smell mixed with the smell of sweat, alcohol, and cheap women's perfume swarmed in.

Yang Ming stood at the door, frowning slightly, stood for a while, and finally got used to the smell of the tavern before stepping in.

As soon as he walked in, his eyes suddenly went dark.

The entire tavern was decorated in black tones. Although it was daytime outside, it was like night inside, giving people a cold and gloomy feeling.

Even though it was still early, the tavern was already half full.

A maid with a hot figure came over, cast a wink at Yang Ming, and said in a coquettish voice:

"Handsome, would you like a Bloody Mary?"