Chapter 1120

The world of Huangquan is very cruel. Although it is simply summarized by the word Huangquan, it is actually a completely different multiverse world. The Ten Hells of Hell are only responsible for the duties that Huangquan should be responsible for. In fact, Huangquan is so big, there are many races in it, and there are countless small worlds in the plane. More than 99% of the Huangquan races are native races, not the lonely ghosts who run to Huangquan after death.

In Huangquan, there are countless forces and races, but there is no state. After all, there are only ten who can be kings. If others call themselves kings, they will definitely be attacked.

Therefore, every tribal elder or leader of every force in Huangquan must accept the enthronement and management of the Ten Hells of Hell. No one can be missed. As long as they dare to establish their own forces without the consent of the Huangquan kings, they are looking for death.

No one dares to provoke the Ten Hells of Hell, no one can.

Except for the "king" like the Ten Hells of Hell, the others can only be called generals. However, there are two other kinds of aliens in Huangquan: Bodhisattva and Daojun.

The man with headphones was originally from the "Zhuo" tribe in Huangquan Realm. His name is Zhuo Hong. He is a talent discovered by the leader of the tribe from the bloody battlefield.

The mutual attacks and hatreds between the forces of Huangquan tribe have a long history. The Ten Kings of Hell will not interfere. This is the law of Huangquan, the survival of the fittest.

As for Zhuo Hong, it was a very distant memory. He couldn't say when he was discovered, but on the battlefield, their tribe was besieged in a mud city. There was no hope, no support, and the rest were just waiting to die.

They decided to break out, but as soon as they went out, they found that they had been calculated by the enemy. That was also Zhuo Hong's famous battle.

"Oh no, the pursuers are here!"

"Why are they coming so fast?"

"Damn it, we will definitely be betrayed!"

"Oops, we can't be caught up by them!"

Damn it! ! !

The soldiers of Zhuo's army cursed in their hearts. Zhuo Hong was already blood-thirsty. He suddenly went crazy and ran towards the direction of the pursuers, shouting: "Leave it to me, kill them all immediately, you protect the young general, and teach me the rest!"

Everyone was stunned, knowing that Zhuo Hong was going to sacrifice himself. This was their fate, which could not be escaped or changed.

Zhuo Hong crushed the ground with one step, and the black knife in his hand dragged a thick and strong knife aura, and he chopped the dozens of pursuers who had already caught up with him in front of him with an unreasonable collective horizontal move.

This move was ruthless and decisive, and the dozens of enemy soldiers were cut in half like being cut into vegetables. Because the cut was too fast and terrible, the soldiers actually saw their lower bodies run a few more steps forward before slowly falling down.

Pieces of blood rain spread out, all kinds of messy disgusting things, red and white, all "sprinkled" on the ground, and the soldiers on both sides were frightened and screamed by this terrifying scene that was like a reappearance of hell.

The important figures of the Zhuo tribe also saw it, even those on the battlefield opened their mouths slightly, and their eyes were wide open. This group of people believed that they had killed countless people in their lives, but they couldn't do it when they saw dozens of people cut in half in one breath.

Zhuo Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, and his blood-red eyes once again clearly saw that something seemed to be sucked into the black knife in his hand. This sick black knife was picked up by Zhuo Hong accidentally when he was practicing in the mountains. Since he had this knife, his cultivation began to increase sharply, almost a thousand miles a day, which surprised many people around him. Some people once wanted to pay attention to the black knife in his hand, but as long as they touched the black knife, they would instantly turn back to being sucked out of all their energy until they died.

Therefore, Zhuo Hong was able to survive in battles again and again, and finally reached the battlefield, ushering in a chance to prove himself thoroughly.

At this time, a soldier took advantage of Zhuo Hong's distraction by his ruthless move and wanted to make a sneak attack, but found that he actually hit a false shadow. This was the first time that Zhuo Hong's demon shadow knife was displayed, and his strength was incomparably improved.

The soldier's slash missed, but Zhuo Hong didn't even look at it, and went around behind him, turned around and slashed him to death.

Zhuo Hong found that since he had this knife, he could observe and predict the enemy's subsequent actions in an instant, and his own knife skills were basically the three-character formula of "fast, accurate, and ruthless". If this inexplicable observation ability is added, he can completely protect himself no matter what opponent he encounters. This is why Romeo's strong attack did not kill him.

But Zhuo Hong himself has a flaw, that is, he lacks understanding in the realm of martial arts cultivation. At present, even his observation ability is to judge whether there is a sneak attack by releasing ghost energy, and to sense how many people are hiding in the dark by ghost consciousness. Of course, he can also release the power of Huangquan to attack, or gather spirits into armor for defense.

The elders of the tribes who were retreating were observing the situation carefully. Seeing Zhuo Hong so outstanding, they were shocked.

"Did you see that? Is that one of ours!" Someone asked in surprise.

Another person nodded and replied: "It's really interesting. I didn't expect that there is such an unknown master among our tribe. We can focus on training him, but his skills don't seem to be ours..."

The eyes of the basket-haired young general were full of depth. He looked at Zhuo Hong who was killing like crazy, with a trace of fear in his eyes. He thought that there was a madman in his tribe who was so murderous. He killed so horribly. This was born with him. Kill the embryo.

"This man cannot stay. The skills he practices are not what people in my tribe should have." The young general almost subconsciously judged that Zhuo Hong was practicing skills that were not of his own tribe.

It's not that the young general is jealous of the virtuous, but it's because Huang Quan's law is that strength is respected. Each tribe has its own best secret method, which will never be passed on to others. At the same time, outside methods will never be practiced.

There are berserkers of this level among the subordinates, but they are not practicing the methods of their own clan. In all likelihood, they are rebellious people who cannot be restrained.

"Let's leave quickly. After all, the number of soldiers on our side is limited, so let them block it." The elder on the side said.

The blue-haired major general smiled and said: "Don't worry, everything is under my control."

Zhuo Hong didn't know that his own outstanding performance would actually cause the people above to blacklist him. The reason was simple. The talent he showed was in line with this group's definition of an outstanding warrior of his clan. 51biquge

Moreover, Zhuo Hong would not know that the people above him judged him extremely accurately, and that he was indeed an uncontrollable person.

"Major General, we must be very clear. The other party has not used its killing move yet. All we can do now is try our best to move closer to the reinforcements, hoping to encounter the Third Elder and the others as soon as possible."

Everyone was still discussing, and a gratifying scene appeared. Zhuo Hong was able to guard the barrier with one man, and no one could stop him. Thousands of soldiers who were chasing him were stunned by his terrifying and unreasonable sword power. No matter what, They couldn't rush through, and there were constant casualties. In an instant, the hatred was concentrated on Zhuo Hong.

"If this man doesn't die, I will definitely train him with my own hands." The major general thought so, but thinking about it, his escape speed did not slow down at all, and more and more soldiers were pursuing him behind him.

Zhuo Hong and a few other soldiers immediately retreated, but only Zhuo Hong still went his own way and was surrounded by enemies. Slowly, Zhuo Hong's figure was no longer visible unless he killed people, and he was submerged among the enemy troops.

"Find someone to help him and retreat quickly. Although that kid is practicing other methods without telling the tribe, he is still a talent after all."

"Yes, it's worth cultivating."

"But......"

In fact, these elders did not think that Zhuo Hong was so powerful that he could fight ten thousand people. Just when the young general wanted to deploy an action to save Zhuo Hong, one of the elders suddenly felt that something was wrong. He immediately said: "Wait a minute." For a moment, do you have a feeling?"

Everyone was stunned, and without the elder's reminder, almost everyone felt a chill in their hearts at the same time. The murderous nature displayed by Zhuo Hong was really too serious, rarely seen in the world.

Zhuo Hong didn't know. When he saw that the core troops had run away, he smiled with relief. Now he could show off his skills. He had been afraid of scaring the Major General and the others before, but now he could do his best and fight freely.

Zhuo Hong immediately exuded a frightening aura of terror. Something seemed to open his glasses, and a murderous aura rose into the sky. But he miscalculated, and it was at this moment that the Major General and the others noticed its heavy murderous nature.

Everyone was shocked and looked back. Although they couldn't see anything, the unsettling aura really made them shudder.

They saw, but knew, that the place had turned into hell at this time, and it was precisely because of this extraordinary battle that they secured incredible conditions for Zhuo Hong's fate to change.

At this moment, the City King appeared here, reining in his horse outside the city gate. He was just passing by without helping each other, but he happened to be looking at the scene of the killing god surrounded by nearly ten thousand soldiers. Zhuo Hong saw As he was frantically killing people from left to right, the City King couldn't help but feel slightly shocked. He secretly thought that this person was so murderous, but he really wanted to see how far this murderer could go.

Rivers of blood and mountains of corpses and seas of blood were horrific. . .

You can use any idiom you have learned to describe this scene. Zhuo Hong is a madman, an out-and-out madman.

The City King, who was on the top floor of Huangquan, saw a horrifying scene in front of him. A warrior covered in blood was sitting on the abrupt "hill" with a strange black knife.

Zhuo Hong's body was covered in blood, and he looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. His eyes revealed an endless desire to kill, making people feel chilled just by looking at them, and the people under his feet The so-called hill is actually made up of countless corpses. Looking at it, it is impossible to roughly judge the number, which shows that the scene is extremely cruel.

The City King couldn't help but feel excited as he sniffed the sickening blood in the air. His eyes were full of smiles and he couldn't help admiring it. He glanced at the soldiers around him who had long been frightened and couldn't help but click. Nod, it’s a good idea.

Zhuo Hong immediately exuded a frightening aura of terror. Something seemed to open his glasses, and a murderous aura rose into the sky. But he miscalculated, and it was at this moment that the Major General and the others noticed its heavy murderous nature.

Everyone was shocked and looked back. Although they couldn't see anything, the unsettling aura really made them shudder.

They saw, but knew, that the place had turned into hell at this time, and it was precisely because of this extraordinary battle that they secured incredible conditions for Zhuo Hong's fate to change.

At this moment, the City King appeared here, reining in his horse outside the city gate. He was just passing by, not helping each other, but he happened to be looking at the scene of the killing god surrounded by nearly ten thousand soldiers, and saw Zhuo Hong. He was frantically killing from left to right, and he couldn't help but feel slightly shocked. He secretly thought that this person was so murderous, but he really wanted to see how far this murderer could go.

You can use any idiom you have learned to describe this scene. Zhuo Hong is a madman, an out-and-out madman.

The City King sniffed the nauseating blood in the air and couldn't help admiring it. He glanced at the frightened soldiers around him and nodded. He was a good idea.

The soldiers of Zhuo's tribe were cursing in their hearts. Zhuo Hong was already furious. He suddenly went crazy and ran towards the direction of the pursuers, shouting: "Leave it to me, let them go immediately." All dead, you protect the young general and teach me the rest!"

Everyone was stunned, knowing that Zhuo Hong was about to sacrifice himself. This was their fate, and they could not escape or change it.

I saw Zhuo Hong crushing the ground with just one step. The black knife in his hand was dragging the thick and strong sword energy.

This move was so cruel and decisive that dozens of enemy soldiers were cut off from the waist. Because they were cut so fast, they actually saw their own lower body running forward a few more steps before slowly falling down.

Pieces of blood and disgusting things spread out, and soldiers on both sides screamed in fright at the scene that was as terrifying as hell.

Zhuo Tribe's eyes were even more wide-eyed. This group of people thought they were murderers all their lives, but when it came to killing dozens of people in one go, they still couldn't do it.

Zhuo Hong squinted his eyes slightly, and he could clearly see the blood-red hole again. It seemed that something was sucked in by the black knife in his hand. This sick black knife was accidentally picked up by Zhuo Hong when he was practicing in the mountains. His cultivation level began to increase rapidly, which surprised many people around him.

At this moment, a soldier took advantage of Zhuo Hong being distracted by his ruthless move and found that he had actually hit a false shadow. This was also the first time that Zhuo Hong's Demonic Shadow Sword was displayed.

Zhuo Hong discovered that since he had this knife, he could observe and predict the enemy's subsequent movements in an instant, and his own knife skills were basically this inexplicable observation ability, which he could do regardless of any opponent he encountered. Self-preservation, that’s why Romeo didn’t kill him even with such a strong attack