Chapter 554 555. Dawei Tianlong!

(one more)

"The new generation of killing gods, you have absorbed the great blood-colored river before, and I haven't settled with you yet. Now that you have come to the door and uttered wild words, don't blame me for revenge, old and new!"

As soon as the word "new" was opened, the King of Slaughter turned into a streak of blood and fled away at an extremely fast speed.

When the word "Le" fell, the huge wings were like a meat grinder, wrapped in a terrifying strong wind, cutting towards Yang Ming.

What's more, the Slaughtering Realm surrounded by the Slaughter King is the killing god's domain that wants to oppress Yang Ming, implementing all demon prohibition, making Yang Ming unable to use any soul ring and soul skills.

Circles of blood-colored halos rippled from the body of the Slaughter King. The powerful blood light was not only full of corrosive aura, but also possessed a special energy fluctuation.

Regarding this, Yang Ming drew his sword and prepared himself.

"Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Sword Style!"

With one sword out, it is as if thousands of swords are united into one. From the light of the peerless sword, it seems that one can see a figure who has spent his entire life exploring the way of swords.

With the sword out, traverse the ages!

"laugh!"

Sword and wing, tit for tat, refusing to give in, rubbing fierce sparks.

But in the end, the mysterious sword is no longer what it used to be. Today, when it has absorbed endless killing breath and is gradually transforming into a divine weapon, it possesses unspeakable sharpness.

In the next moment, a long and narrow gap was torn open by the terrifying sword light on the huge bat wing that could easily break gold and silver mountains.

"Zi La!"

A splash of extremely condensed blood beads drifted into the space, exuding an extremely tempting sweet smell.

The originally pale face of the Slaughter King became even paler, and he quickly stopped his figure, turning into a streak of blood and fleeing behind.

Looking down at the wound on the bat's wing, the Slaughter King's expression was extremely ugly.

"What's going on? His sword can actually cut my bat wings?"

The shock in the Slaughter King's heart is simply beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

You know, since the nine-headed blood-red bat king boarded Tang Chen, he has been absorbing his power as a peerless Douluo. This pair of bat wings is carefully crafted by the King of Slaughter. Call it first class.

But now, it was injured!

"and……"

The King of Slaughter stared darkly at the mysterious sword in Yang Ming's hand, no, to be exact, it was the mysterious runes on the mysterious sword and the killing god domain that lingered around him, and said:

"Obviously my killing domain is the strongest domain in the killing capital, and it is also a reduced version of the forbidden magic effect of the killing capital, and it is the most domineering domain in the world. Why can your mere killing god domain kill me? Field competition?"

The Slaughter King no longer cared about his face, almost showing shock on his face.

The reason why the Slaughter King has been able to dominate the Slaughter City all the time has been relying on his unique Slaughter Domain in this world, which can suppress all dissatisfaction, even if Bibi Dong and Tang Hao, the strongest killing gods in the outside world, come, although he I thought to myself that I am not their opponent, but I can also deal with them.

But now, the existence of Yang Ming, the sixty-eighth-level soul emperor, has repeatedly broken the three views of the king of slaughter!

How can this be tolerated?

"The most overbearing field?"

Yang Ming raised his right hand, pointing the tip of his sword obliquely at the King of Slaughter.

As if feeling the master's confidence in him and his contempt for the enemy, the mysterious sword vibrated lightly as if it had spirituality, and made a sound of sword chant.

"Look," Yang Ming lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the mysterious sword, and said, "Even the sword in my hand is very dissatisfied with what you said just now."

The mysterious bloody runes lit up one by one, especially the black and white face of the leader of the law enforcement team, which was extremely distorted. The overwhelming bloody wave spread violently, centered on Yang Ming, and expanded into a terrifying field with a diameter of one kilometer.

Even, due to the high speed, it was too late when the Slaughter King realized something was wrong, and he had already fallen into Yang Ming's domain.

In desperation, the Slaughter King could only prop up his own Slaughter Domain as a resistance.

"Zi Zi Zi, Zi Zi Zi..."

Something frightening happened to the Slaughter King.

The Killing Domain that he was always proud of was losing ground in front of Yang Ming's Killing God Domain!

The two fields collided and eroded each other, and the dense red mist floated around.

Even, the King of Slaughter has a premonition that once he dies in Yang Ming's God of Killing domain, his soul may not be at peace, and he will be sealed on the body of the mysterious sword for the rest of his life, turning it into a resource for promotion to a divine weapon .

However, if you think that you can defeat me just because of this, then you are making a big mistake!

With a roar in his heart, the Slaughter King exuded a very yin and evil aura.

Once this aura appeared, it actually increased the all-round strength of the Slaughter King for no reason. Even the Slaughter Domain, which was retreating step by step, finally stopped its decline, and even reversed the previous situation of only defending and not attacking, trying to counterattack Yang Ming's killing god domain.

In the next instant, the Slaughter King turned into a beam of blood again and galloped towards Yang Ming at a much faster speed than before.

A gleam of light flashed across the eyes of Samsara, and Yang Ming was secretly startled:

"Is this the breath of Rakshasa?"

"However, if the Slaughter King only relies on a breath of God to temporarily increase his own strength, it may not be impossible for me to defeat the opponent."

Holding his breath, Yang Ming made a "click" in his body, as if a certain switch had been turned on.

Eight doors Dunjia, seven doors, open!

The turbulent soul power fluctuated soaring to the sky, forming blue soul flames all over Yang Ming's body, his long hair stood upside down, his body muscles coiled like a giant dragon, and his sinister veins burst out one after another. The top was directly burst by the swollen muscles, revealing a majestic physique made of steel.

Windwalk!

Combining the terrifying movement of the navy's six-style shaving and stepping on the waves, Yang Ming walked through the air and turned into a blue light.

Two colors of red and blue, the two light clusters collided continuously in the air.

The sky above the entire Slaughter City turned into a battlefield for two people, fighting from east to west, and then from south to north. The speed was the fastest among all heroes, and their traces could not be caught with the naked eye, only a burst of noise could be heard. The muffled thunder-like collision sounded in summer.

"Rumble! Rumble!"

The sound is loud and loud, like a Hong bell ringing in the ear.

Down below, the houses were affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two, and they were directly blown into pieces. The murderers covered their ears in pain and fell to the ground, their eardrums ruptured and bled, until they died with distorted faces.

"Quack, boy, I am the King of Slaughter, and in the capital of Slaughter, I am an immortal evil existence."

The Slaughter King yelled frantically.

"yes?"

Yang Ming held his breath and said in a concentrated voice:

"So, how about trying my trick?"

"Dawei Tianlong!"