Chapter 396 Hell Killing Field

To be honest, with such complete preparations, Qi Ling felt like he was the one in a certain world, the blue fat man who also had infinite pockets, so he was about to tie a bell around his neck.

After temporarily deciding on a place to stay, the three of them began to discuss what to do next. Qian Renxue planned to investigate the city that never sleeps, at least to find evidence that they were here, otherwise all efforts would be in vain.

Jianlan intends to hone her state of mind here. The swordsmanship she cultivates does not require murderous aura here, but this murderous environment is an excellent place for her to practice.

As for Qi Ling, he planned to go to the Slaughter Field of Hell first to see what the duel was like in this place. By the way, if he was in a good mood, maybe he would also participate in one.

The plan was made, and the three of them began to act separately. After Qi Ling walked out, he walked directly towards the slaughtering field of hell.

Not far away, Qi Ling quickly found the destination. It was an irregular conical building, which became thinner and thinner from bottom to top, and the overall height was about fifty meters.

The scale of this hell killing field is indeed not small, only a little smaller than the big battle field in Tian Dou City. Although the black building gives people a feeling of depression, Qi Ling can feel it from far away. The blood-filled Qi that came out was an aura that could only be accumulated by at least millions of lives.

"It really is an uncomfortable place." Qi Ling looked up at the building and thought to himself, "If you have a chance, blow it up."

There was an endless stream of people coming in and out of the killing field in hell, and everyone looked excited. After all, this could be regarded as the only entertainment here.

Just when Qi Ling was about to go in, he was stopped by a guard. He looked at Qi Ling's clean body and his murderous aura, and said disdainfully, "Hey, where did you come from? Why do you keep your head down? Chuang? Are you new here and don't understand the rules?"

Qi Ling said, "Well, I'm really new here. Are there any rules to enter here?"

"Hey, if you want to get in here, there are only two options, one is the audience, and the other is the competition!" The guard laughed: "The people who compete, have to work hard! Those who watch the game, have to work hard!"

"If you want to watch the game, hand in a Bloody Mary, whether it's yours or someone else's!"

Qi Ling was helpless. After all, it was the first day that he came here, so he couldn't just go in directly. Let's think of a way to get a glass of Bloody Mary to enter.

At this moment, a figure familiar to Qi Ling, holding a glass of scarlet liquid in his hand, walked in cursingly from outside, seemingly planning to go in to watch the game.

Qi Ling looked at this person and laughed immediately, it really took no effort! So he immediately stepped forward and said, "Hey! Durres, lend me what you have in your hand!"

Durres could be considered unlucky today. Not only was the house robbed, but the woman who had been with him for several months also took the opportunity to escape, which made him angry.

So he thought of a way to get a bloody Mary, and was about to go in and watch the game to relieve his annoyance, but was stopped by Qi Ling at this moment.

"Damn, where's the kid who dares to call you Uncle Durres by his name?" Durres was angry and wanted to make trouble, but he saw Qi Ling's face instantly, and he swallowed the following words immediately.

"Well, bring it." Qi Ling stretched out his hand and gestured to Durres with his chin to hand over the Bloody Mary in his hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, okay, take it, take it!" Durres hurriedly smiled and handed the Bloody Mary in his hand to Qi Ling, daring not to neglect for a moment.

As a weak person, Durres was able to live for such a long time, relying on his own observation, he knew very well, who could provoke and who could not provoke.

And Qi Ling in front of him is one of the people who must not be offended.

"Well, if you are acquainted, I will cover you in the future!" Qi Ling said, returned to the guard, and obtained the qualification to enter.

The inside of the Slaughtering Field of Hell was even simpler than the outside, with black blood stains everywhere, and it didn't look like a regular place at all.

There is no isolation here. The periphery is surrounded by stands that extend upwards in circles. Below is a huge open space with a diameter of hundreds of meters, which is obviously used for the players of the competition.

Qi Ling glanced at the surrounding auditorium, and then slowly walked to the best place, but there were still a few fierce men sitting there. Judging from their murderous aura, they should also be the players here.

Afterwards, Qi Ling found a relatively clean place and sat down. He came today, just wanted to watch the game, and had no plans to cause trouble.

But he doesn't cause trouble, it doesn't mean that others don't plan to mess with him. When the men saw Qi Ling's murderous aura was so thin, they immediately thought that there was a soft persimmon.

"Hey! Boy, don't you have eyes? Is this where you can sit?" a bald man said, grabbing Qi Ling's shoulder when he came up, "Go, boy, go outside with me, I'll let you I know, what are the rules."

Qi Ling glanced at the hand on his shoulder lightly, and said helplessly: "Oh, is it bad to live? Why do you have to court death?"

"What did you say?" The man was wondering what Qi Ling's words meant, but at this moment, a cluster of black flames suddenly appeared on his hand, wrapping his hand.

"This, what is this!" the bald man shouted, trying to put out the injured black flame, but no matter how hard he tried, there was nothing he could do.

And not only that, the black flames, instead of showing no signs of going out, began to spread towards his arms, as if using his flesh and blood as fuel.

"Choose, whether to sacrifice an arm or sacrifice a life?" Qi Ling said lightly, "If you don't hurry, it will be too late!"

The man listened to Qi Ling's words and saw that the black flame was about to spread to his body, he gritted his teeth, pulled out his companion's knife, and chopped off his arm.

The arm that fell to the ground quickly turned to ashes under the burning of the black flame, leaving no trace of its existence.

Although he lost an arm, the bald man didn't dare to trouble Qi Ling at all, because the biggest fear of people is not how powerful the opponent is, but the unknown.

For Qi Ling's black flame, they couldn't figure out what it was, and naturally they didn't have the courage to fight with Qi Ling.

"By the way, since you have already stood up, don't sit down." Qi Ling said at this time, "You are so ugly that even my mood has been affected, so quickly disappear from me."