Chapter 142: Heaven and Earth Sword, Purifying the Soul
The King of Slaughter saw that his plan was exposed, and his tone suddenly became a little cold: "Wang Quan Wu Mu, I have my eyes on your body. How about we make a deal? As long as you give me your body, I will seal off the Slaughter City for ten years. How about it?"
"Haha, the King of Slaughter is really interesting. He just likes to daydream."
"Today, don't even think about leaving here. Surrender early if you're wise, or your body will be destroyed during the battle. That would be bad."
The King of Killing raised his lips and his eyes revealed an extremely greedy look, he wished he could get rid of this guy completely.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do so. Today, I want to see what qualifications you, a blood-red nine-headed bat king, have to act so presumptuously in front of me..."
There was a hint of anger in Wang Quan Wumu's words. He didn't expect that the King of Killing would be so greedy. It was indeed a world where the strong preyed on the weak.
The King of Slaughter treated Wang Quan Wu Mu as his sacrifice from the beginning to the end and never thought of cooperating with him. Even when they were on the Road to Hell, the King of Slaughter thought about attacking Wang Quan Wu Mu directly.
With the power of Hell Road, it is easy to kill Wang Quan Wumu. Who would have thought that Wang Quan Wumu would come to me on his own initiative. It is naturally God's help to me.
The King of Slaughter took the lead in attacking. The sharp Shura Demonic Sword once again condensed a giant blood shadow a hundred meters high. The energy streaking across the sky even indirectly caused the city of Slaughter to tremble.
Wang Quan Wu Mu also went to meet him.
Dang Dang Dang——
Dazzling sparks suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a powerful shock wave swept across a radius of ten miles. Any living being who wanted to go here to observe would have his life ruthlessly harvested.
There was a crisp sound.
There were some dents in the Shura Demon Sword in the King of Slaughter's hand, which made the former's expression change involuntarily. He didn't expect that his martial soul would show signs of collapse.
The figures of the two hit the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground. The explosions produced by each attack would kill countless fallen people in the killing city.
The blood mist produced by the explosion of the fallen body was also absorbed by the two of them and used as their own strength.
The King of Slaughter had a ferocious face at this time, and the Shura Divine Sword in his hand quickly drew circles. A layer of faint red mist filled the air, covering the entire battlefield, filling the battlefield with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
“Wang Quan Wu Mu, your talent is indeed not weak, but you can only become this king’s wedding dress in the end. This king can only possess you. You will definitely be able to help this king break through the hundredth level.”
The King of Slaughter slowly raised his right hand, and at the same time, endless blood-red aura gathered towards his position, and the smoke and dust formed a huge vortex in the sky.
Inside the whirlpool, there seemed to be the wailing of the dead, which was extremely terrifying.
Looking at the skull that suddenly appeared in the sky, Wang Quan Wumu put one hand behind his back and said expressionlessly:
"I didn't think I would die here today, and I have never felt so refreshed."
"Arrogant fellow, if that's the case, let me show you the true strength of my Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King."
The hideous laughter resounded through the sky, and the souls obtained in the City of Slaughter over the years continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and began to continuously absorb energy from the surroundings like a balloon.
Immediately, a loud noise suddenly sounded, and under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, it suddenly exploded!
A loud explosion suddenly sounded.
The roar shook the world like thunder, and the extremely terrifying black tide, like a mountain torrent, completely enveloped the entire Slaughter City. The surging air waves made Hu Liena and others frown. They did not expect that the energy erupted by the King of Slaughter would be so terrifying.
Seeing that the energy around them was still gathering, Hu Liena and the strong men from the City of Slaughter did not take another step forward. They were all vigilantly observing the movements in front of them.
The King of Slaughter walked out of the black fog, holding a sharp Shura Demon Sword in his hand. The piercing buzzing sound lingered in his ears, and a cold sword energy was emitted from time to time.
Not only that, a blood-red mist diffused from the King of Killing, which immediately condensed into a giant beam of light a hundred meters thick, shooting straight into the sky.
The clouds rolled and were all blown away. The attack was launched with the energy stored in the blood-colored thunderclouds, and the attack power was extremely strong.
"My son, let me personally send you off today. There are thousands of soul masters accompanying you on the road to the underworld. You are not alone!"
Wang Quan Wu Mu raised the Wang Quan Sword in his hand without hesitation. At this moment, a ray of golden light pierced through the clouds and merged into the Wang Quan Sword.
It seemed ordinary, but the flaw contained in it was an incomparable terrifying energy. As the sound of thunder resounded through the sky, the King of Slaughter could not help but raise his head and look at the power of thunder in the sky.
"What kind of soul skill is this?"
"Heaven and earth...one sword!"
Before the King of Slaughter could react, Wang Quan Wumu suddenly opened his eyes, and the surging soul power surged out again. The strong sense of oppression filled every corner of the City of Slaughter at this moment.
The incomparable sword light pierced through the clouds, and the golden sword that was a hundred feet long fell down little by little like a god descending from the sky.
Unimaginable sword intent gathered on the sword body, and the void on both sides was torn apart by the sword light, and it began to bloom!
At this moment, a golden beam of light appeared out of nowhere on the body of the King of Killing.
The King of Killing suddenly felt as if he was scalded by boiling water. An indescribable tingling sensation came all over his body. He wanted to get rid of the pursuit of the light beam, but no matter where he ran, the light beam would shine on him impartially.
"Damn it, what is this thing!"
The King of Slaughter roared angrily.
But no matter how he resisted, he couldn't escape from the beam of light, and he finally fell to the ground in pain.
Not only that, the shadow of the blood-red Nine-headed Bat King suddenly emerged from the body of the King of Killing. Perhaps because it had been parasitic in Tang Chen's body for too long, it was extremely difficult for the Nine-headed Bat King to escape now.
Wang Quan Wumu said calmly: "I have never thought of killing you, but since you are so stubborn, I can only send you off in person."
"Is it... Dragon Power?"
The King of Slaughter suddenly raised his head, with a flash of panic in his eyes: "Impossible, why does your martial soul have dragon power, what did you do?"
Wang Quan Wu Mu did not respond to the words of the King of Slaughter, but pressed his right hand down again.
The King of Slaughter felt the pain in his body and tried to flee frantically, but the golden light seemed to be tracking him and did not give him any chance to escape.
(End of this chapter)