Chapter 262 Blue Silver Grass mutated?
Tang San also captured some people to ask, but most of them knew very little. They vaguely guessed that it was related to the Victory God of Killing, but no one had solid evidence.
However, Tang San was not worried because he was sent by his father and uncle. I think the legendary King of Killing should also give some face to the Haotian Sect.
Tang San put away the Eight Spider Lances, ignored the withered Fallen under his feet, and walked towards the Hell Killing Field. Those who can enter here are all extremely vicious, and he will not have any mercy on these people.
After signing up, Tang San stood in a corner of the arena. Since entering the Killing City, the heartstrings that had been tense for a long time finally relaxed.
Today is his Victory Day. Speaking of which, he also has to thank these newcomers who didn't know why they flocked to the Killing City. Because of these people who didn't know how to live or die, he once added nine victories in one day.
Although this good thing didn't last long, it was enough for him to quickly accumulate victories.
Tang San had been waiting for nearly a day for this killing match, and only then did he gather nine unlucky guys.
Tang San smiled, and did not use the Clear Sky Hammer or the Blue Silver Grass. He had the Tang Sect's unique skills, whether it was hidden weapons, poison, ghost shadow, mysterious jade hand, or controlling the crane and capturing the dragon. He could gain an overwhelming advantage.
The Clear Sky Hammer was more often used as a means of saving his life and a trump card.
As for the Blue Silver Grass, although it showed signs of mutation due to its continuous absorption of the soul master's vitality, it was still too weak.
With the huge stone slab blocking the entrance and exit, Tang San made a move instantly. With both hands gently stroking the soul guide on his waist, he threw out dense hidden weapons with superb skills.
He knew that being kind to the enemy was cruel to himself, so the various hidden weapons were extremely tricky.
Although the nine contestants were good players, only two of them could resist to some extent, and the rest were knocked to the ground by hundreds of hidden weapons at a glance.
Although the remaining two resisted a little, they soon died.
"Thousand-handed Shura! Thousand-handed Shura!" The audience suddenly started shouting fiercely.
Tang San stood in the center of the field with a calm face. He was used to this kind of scene.
"You are very good. I wonder if you are willing to stay as a guest of the Slaughter City." The King of Slaughter was still the same. In order to prevent the emergence of new gods of killing, he started to persuade and stated all the conditions.
"I'm sorry, I can only live up to your kindness. I came here to walk the legendary road to hell. Please open the entrance to the road to hell." Tang San smiled indifferently.
The King of Slaughter's face suddenly darkened, but considering the two people Tang San escorted when he came, he resisted the urge to attack: "Think it over clearly, there is no return to the road to hell."
"Open it. Since I came here, I have already made plans." Tang San stood proudly, with confidence in his eyes.
The King of Slaughter had sharp eyes and veins on his neck, but after a moment he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes turned, and a smile appeared on his face: "Well, since you want to go, I'll fulfill your wish."
The red mist dissipated, and the slaughter feast was in full swing. As the blood of the audience drained, the blood-colored bats opened a new passage. Tang San felt his mind was hazy, his feet were empty, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart.
Fear continued to devour Tang San's heart, making him suffer all the time.
I don't know how long it took, but with a plop, Tang San fell into a sea of blood, and the sudden pain instantly made him sober.
Gulp, gulp, I don't know how much blood he swallowed, Tang San struggled to emerge from the sea of blood. He observed the surroundings and was stunned for a moment.
They all say it's the road to hell, but where is the road here? The few things that can be seen are a few ruins of buildings. With doubts, Tang San slowly swam forward. It was unknown how long it took before he found a place to stand in the sea of blood. Taking this opportunity, he quickly swallowed two detoxification pills.
He knew that Bloody Mary contained toxins. Although he didn't know how this sea of blood was formed, it must be related to the City of Slaughter.
With a breather, the next road was much easier to walk. With the help of the Flying God Claw, he soon found a piece of undamaged buildings and ground.
Tang San couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but before he walked far, he noticed something strange around him.
Whoosh -
first there was a slight sound of wind, and then it turned into a whistle, which was extremely dense and noisy.
Tang San quickly activated the Purple Demon Eye to look at the source of the sound. He saw that the field of vision was filled with blood red everywhere, and it was floating towards him quickly.
When the distance was closer, he suddenly discovered that the red was composed of bats about an inch long.
Tang San suddenly changed color. Behind him was the sea of blood. Unless he dived and hid, it could be said that he had no way to avoid it. Eight Spider Lances extended from behind, and with his left hand he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and a new round of killing began.
After an unknown amount of fighting, the bats retreated in fear.
Tang San fell to the ground with a plop, gasping for air: "This road to hell is just as its name suggests!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling killing intent descended upon him, causing him to shudder. He turned his head and gasped.
Just as the red bats were attacking, a dark golden three-headed bat was rushing towards him quickly. The bat was huge, and its wings flapped, creating gusts of wind.
Tang San's face twitched, and he had to fight desperately, even if he retreated into the sea of blood. Facing such a powerful creature, if he showed a flaw, he would die without a burial place.
Quickly getting up, Tang San's eyes showed madness, killing intent emanated from his body, and the hidden weapons in his soul guide were thrown out as if they were free, covering all directions of the three-headed bat king.
Blood splattered, and the Eight Spider Lance broke.
The battle lasted for a long time. Tang San, with the help of the Ghost Shadow Step, finally defeated the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King.
However, Tang San was also seriously injured. He dragged his heavy steps to the Dark Gold Three-Headed Bat King and inserted the remaining two Eight Spider Lances into the bat's body. A stream of life force flowed into the body along the spears.
Feeling the huge life force, Tang San exhaled comfortably, and his fatigue and pain were reduced a little.
But soon he noticed something strange, because this bat that looked like a soul beast did not explode its soul ring, and its vitality was far beyond that of ordinary soul beasts of the same level.
He had devoured many ten thousand year soul beasts, but it was the first time he felt the word "endless" on a soul beast.
Suddenly, Tang San's face changed, and he suddenly felt a dull pain in his body. Blue silver grass emerged from his right hand.
With the increase of vitality, the color of the blue silver grass began to change, slowly changing from blue to dark, and then turned purple and black before stopping.
"Has the Blue Silver Grass mutated?" Tang San was filled with fear and anticipation, with a strong light bursting out of his eyes.
(End of this chapter)