Chapter 161 The Old King Is Dead and the New King Should Be Established (Second Update)

The City of Slaughter, the court.

The King of Slaughter awakens.

He looked at his palm and was surprised to find that he had regained control of his body.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king that originally occupied his body disappeared out of thin air.

The King of Slaughter immediately raised his hand and waved.

A red light flashed in the darkness of the temple, and the sharp blood-red magic sword broke through the air and immediately fell into the hands of the King of Slaughter.

It was a blood-red magic sword more than two meters long, with complex magic patterns engraved on the surface of the sword, exuding a dark red killing breath.

The King of Slaughter raised his fingertips and gently stroked the sword body, and the sharp blade reflected his blood-red eyes.

Shura Demon Sword.

This is the inherited artifact he obtained after completing the seventh divine test.

The content of his eighth divine test is - to kill the blood-red nine-headed bat king!

As a result, in the battle on the road to hell, he miscalculated and was invaded by the opponent's spirit, forcibly controlling his body.

Now, he finally regained control of his body.

He only needed to kill the blood-red nine-headed bat king to complete the eighth divine test!

The beautiful woman sitting in front of the steps of the Sea Temple appeared in his mind, smiling and frowning, full of charm.

Wait for me, I will soon become a god and take you away...

The King of Killing suddenly heard the sound of something breaking.

[The Eighth God Test of Shura·Failure]

The killing veins that originally belonged to him at the bottom of his eyebrows broke and disintegrated.

The King of Killing was stunned in place, his pupils condensed.

What?

Why?

Did it exceed the time limit stipulated in the assessment?

Why is this happening?

While he was stunned, he suddenly realized that someone had entered the Killing City through the exclusive passage of the God of Killing.

Who is it? !

This made the King of Killing alert immediately, his dark red eyes lit up with a fascinating light, and he subconsciously clenched the Shura Demon Sword in his hand!

There was a crisp sound of footsteps in front of the Shura Temple.

The King of Slaughter suddenly looked back and saw a figure in front of the temple.

The figure was thin, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a loose black robe.

His pupils seemed to have purple and gold patterns, emitting a faint golden halo.

What made the King of Slaughter hold his breath was that the pattern of the God of Slaughter appeared between the other party's eyebrows, scarlet as blood, like a dazzling blood butterfly in the dark.

The pair of indifferent eyes were staring at him at this time, taking steps and walking towards him.

The King of Slaughter's mind was in a mess.

The Shura Mark.

Represents the identity of the successor to the throne of God.

How could this be?

"Who are you?" The King of Slaughter held the Shura Demon Sword, and the edge pointed directly at the figure walking in front of the temple.

The Shura Demon Sword seemed to be inspired by the Shura Mark, trembling faintly and emitting a ringing sound.

The King of Slaughter held the Shura Demon Sword tightly in his palm, his face twisted, and he stared at the man in front of him with a ferocious expression.

In his opinion, this man actually usurped the qualification that belonged to him!

"Are you still stubborn about something that you can't hold?" The dark figure walked slowly towards the end of the temple.

"Can't hold it? This should belong to me!" The King of Slaughter roared hysterically, his expression twisted and ferocious.

As long as he is killed, the mark of the godhood will definitely return to me again.

Yes, as long as he is killed, I will take back everything that originally belonged to me!

The King of Slaughter showed a nearly crazy smile.

He immediately mobilized the authority of the King of Slaughter, intending to block the opponent's soul skills.

However, he found that he could not mobilize the authority of the soul ring.

Yes, I almost forgot.

The authority of the soul ring cannot ban people who have the domain of the God of Killing.

My rights have not disappeared.

"Do you want to ban my soul ring?" The black-robed young man said calmly.

Above the Shura Temple, a crimson light suddenly descended, and a large hole was opened directly on the top.

The [Shura Eye] hanging from the sky in the dark night was looking down through the hole, gazing at the King of Slaughter below.

The King of Slaughter immediately felt that his soul ring had moved.

He had not used his soul ring for so long that he almost forgot about it.

At the same time.

A vertical pupil with purple and gold patterns appeared behind the black-robed young man, and six huge soul rings of red, purple, platinum, black, red crystal, and dark gold appeared under his feet, exuding a majestic soul power.

The King of Slaughter was stunned when he saw this scene.

What kind of soul ring configuration is this?

Seeing that the mysterious man in black robe was getting closer and closer, the King of Slaughter immediately chose to take the initiative to attack!

The Shura Demon Sword swept across, and the dark red sword energy broke through the air and came to kill the figure head-on.

The sword suddenly broke through the darkness, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly, turning into a surging pool of hot blood in the blink of an eye.

The bright blood-red light illuminated the black-robed figure on the other side, revealing a somewhat immature face, indifferent expression, and complex purple-gold patterns in the gorgeous eyes.

When the King of Slaughter saw him, he was immediately terrified.

"Is it you? You are that monster? You actually came out of the hell road?"

Huo Yuhao was slightly startled.

It seems that he thought he was the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

In this case...

"Why do you think so?" Huo Yuhao chuckled.

"You would rather believe that I broke free from the imprisonment than believe... Have you been trapped here all the time?"

Huo Yuhao's mouth curled up a smile.

A trace of fear flashed in the pupils of the King of Slaughter.

"What did you say?"

The King of Slaughter held the Shura Demon Sword and came towards Huo Yuhao to kill him.

However, the next moment.

Huo Yuhao raised his hand and used only two fingers to block the sharp edge of the sword, looking at the King of Slaughter in front of him with a smile.

The King of Slaughter couldn't help but tremble with both hands.

The sharpness of the Shura Demon Sword was enough to cut through everything in the world. He——

The King of Slaughter was so scared that he quickly retreated, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

"Why, are you scared?" Huo Yuhao smiled.

"It's really interesting to use the inherited artifact to chop the inheritor of the throne."

The King of Slaughter fell into despair.

The soul ring was restricted

The only artifact he could rely on couldn't hurt him at all.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king that he had never killed in his heyday! In this situation, how could he kill the other party? !

"Have you forgotten something?" Huo Yuhao said with a smile.

"In this situation, you don't summon the Clear Sky Hammer, but you still cling to the artifact?"

The King of Slaughter grinned, his face was ferocious, and he grabbed the Shura Demon Sword with both hands and chopped towards Huo Yuhao.

The Clear Sky Hammer alone could not break the defense of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King. Only a divine weapon could have a chance to put an end to it!

Huo Yuhao sighed and shook his head. When he raised his head again, the blood-red mark of the God of Death appeared in his eyes.

The edge of the Shura Demon Sword in the hands of the King of Slaughter twisted, shook off his grasp, and flew into Huo Yuhao's palm.

He raised his hand and the knife fell, and the blood splattered on the chest of the King of Slaughter.

His pupils condensed.

At that moment, he seemed to dream of the blue island.

The white jade stairs led directly to the high temple.

The beautiful woman sat on the white jade stairs, her legs together, her scarlet skirt fluttering, looking at the distant scenery.

When she looked back, she raised her hand to gather the hair blown by the sea breeze behind her head, and smiled at him.

The King of Slaughter's expression eased, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if trying to keep him, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.

The blood-colored barrier was quickly lifted.

The bright and hot pool of blood disappeared, revealing the scene of the Shura Temple.

Looking at the King of Slaughter lying in a pool of blood, Huo Yuhao put away the Shura Demon Sword in his hand.

He stepped on the bloodstains and came to the bone throne on the high platform of the temple. He sat down steadily and looked forward.