In the killing field of hell, it was so silent that you could hear your own heartbeat.
The dark red light pillar rising into the sky has long since dissipated, along with the ferocious nine-headed blood bat and the sickening sweetness of blood that filled the air.
Everyone’s eyes are focused on the center of the field.
The young man who struck the sky with one sword and purified the evil spirits of thousands of years.
And the old man who was kneeling on the ground, his life flowing out rapidly.
Ning Liu put away the Kongmeng Sword and walked slowly towards the fallen old man.
His footsteps echoed in the empty field, and every step seemed to step on everyone's hearts.
Bibi Dong's eyes followed him closely, and the Spider Queen's armor slowly faded away, revealing her beautiful but cold face.
She didn’t stop him, she just watched quietly. She wanted to know how Ning Liu would deal with this once peerless Douluo, the legend of the Haotian Sect.
Yue Guan, Xu Jiushi and others exchanged glances and remained silent.
Everything that happened today was far beyond their scope of cognition.
This Ning Liu can no longer be described as a "genius", he is simply a monster.
Ning Liu squatted down in front of the old man and felt his breath.
The breath is weak, like a candle in the wind that will be extinguished at any time.
Having been parasitized by an evil spirit for nearly a hundred years, and forcibly purified by the aura of the Shura Demonic Sword (imitation), his body has long been hollowed out, and the fire of his soul has been dimmed to the extreme.
Ning Liu frowned slightly.
He thought of the magnificent high priest Bo Saisi on Poseidon Island. When he mentioned this person, there was a deep concern in his eyes that spanned nearly a century.
I promised her.
Without any hesitation, Ning Liu flipped his wrist, and a fairy grass that was as white as jade and exuded a faint fragrance appeared in the palm of his hand.
It is the 100,000-year-old immortal product, Narcissus Jade Muscle and Bone.
The moment the grass jelly appeared, a refreshing fragrance spread, lifting the spirits of the nervous people around.
Ning Liu ignored the astonishment of others. He carefully opened the old man's mouth and inserted the narcissus jade muscles and bones.
The jelly grass melts in the mouth and turns into a warm life energy that quickly flows through the old man's limbs and bones.
The old man's sallow face finally regained a trace of color.
His heartbeat, which was about to stop, became stronger again.
But, that’s all.
Ning Liu could clearly see through his spiritual eyes that the old man's life source was too severely lacking.
Just like a piece of porcelain that is full of cracks, the energy of a grass jelly can only temporarily bond the cracks, but cannot truly repair them.
"Tang Chen's condition is better than that in the original work after being purified by Tang San's Poseidon's Light, but he is still in a state of exhaustion."
Ning Liu thought secretly in his heart.
Fortunately, there is still hope.
He promised Bo Saisi to take him back.
A living Tang Chen is far more meaningful than a corpse.
Thinking of this, Ning Liu no longer hesitated.
He stood up and waved casually to Tang Chen on the ground while Bibi Dong and others looked at him with confusion.
The next second, a scene happened that made everyone's eyes almost fall out.
The tall old man on the ground just disappeared out of thin air!
There is no soul power fluctuation, no space ripple, as if it was directly wiped from this world by an invisible big hand.
"Where are the people?!"
Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly shrank.
She immediately thought of some kind of top-level storage soul guidance device, but even the legendary soul guidance device that could load living creatures could not be so silent and without any energy leakage.
What kind of incredible method is this?
Just when the atmosphere in the field fell into a strange stagnation again, a fallen person in the stands suddenly reacted.
He looked at the center of the empty field, and then at the young man standing with his hands behind his hands. His eyes were confused at first, and then were replaced by a kind of enthusiasm.
He suddenly raised his arms, used all his strength, and roared out:
"King of Slaughter!"
This sound was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up thousands of waves.
All the fallen ones seemed to be awakened.
The old king has fallen.
According to the eternal iron rule of the Killing City, the person who defeats the old king is their new king!
"King of Killing!!"
"King of Killing!!!"
Shouts like a tsunami came from all directions in the stands, one wave higher than the next.
They use the most primitive and fanatical way to vent their awe and surrender.
They don’t care who the king is, they only believe in strength.
But just now, what Ning Liu showed was a god-like power that was enough to crush their faith!
Hearing the deafening cheers in his ears, Ning Liu had a strange expression.
The King of Killing?
This title sounds so much like a villain.
Why does he, the majestic leader of the Liulitian Sect, come to this gloomy and weird place to be the king of killing?
Is it true to spread the word?
Bibi Dong ignored the joking. Her eyes swept across the boiling killing field, and finally fell back on Ning Liu. She spoke in a cold voice:
"Sect Master Ning, how do you plan to deal with this place?"
She asked very directly.
Nowadays, Ning Liu is the de facto new master of the killing city.
Where this sinful city, which has gathered the largest number of degenerates in the continent, will go, is all in his mind.
This is a force that cannot be underestimated.
The cheers continued.
Ning Liu stood in the center of everyone's attention, facing Bibi Dong's probing eyes, and suddenly smiled.
"His Majesty the Pope, do you think that if these lost lambs were given a chance to atone for their sins, would they be willing?"