Chapter 85 (2/2)

The gothic girl was shocked by the Gatling machine gun in his hand. Although she didn't know what it was, it was very powerful.

Tang Chen, the king of killing, was very angry. Wang Kun also saw a tall figure, evil looking and thin.

Wang Kun also tilted all the remaining 1000 bullets onto Gothic Laurie, and then? Tang Chen, the king of killing, easily blocked it.

Wang Kun also smiled and said, ”send me to hell. Anyway, what I kill is waste. It's OK for you to kill another God.”

Tang Chen was very angry, but he had no choice. ”The rule of the capital of killing is a hundred victories, but indeed, there is no one.”

A circle of light red halo was released from Tang Chen, the king of killing.

”In that case, take the road to hell. The road to hell is also a good trip. If you can pass the test of the road to hell and become a new generation of killing God, it's better. If you die, it's better.”

The tone of the king of killing became obviously cold, even with a trace of irony.

The thick red fog suddenly released from the king of killing, a huge breath. When Wang Kun opened the seventh door, he could easily resist the green steam.

What is released from the king of killing is not the murderous spirit, but the breath of extreme evil, which makes the bone marrow stiff and cold. But it was useless when the seventh door of the eight door dunjia was used.

The evil cold red ripples spread slowly, and almost in the blink of an eye, they had spread to the whole audience.

The dead degenerates came alive one by one, and then turned into blood fog. The terrible Wang Kun took out fragrant melon seeds to eat and be frightened.

There is not much murderous Qi in Wang Kun's body. It can only be said that eating melons is very comfortable

The blood was atomized and scattered on the ground, and began to condense. A large amount of blood flowed like streams to the central site of the killing ground along insignificant small pipes. It can be clearly seen that countless winding red liquids flow into the field like small snakes.

Tang San's fist slipped into his body unconsciously, and a strong murderous spirit burst out in his body, which could explode at any time.

Blood flow enters the site and does not spread in a straight line. On the ground, I do not know when there are grooves, blood flow is injected into them, and gradually, it converges into a huge blood color pattern on the ground.

At this time, Tang San and Hu Lina are in this pattern. It is difficult to see the whole picture, but they both have a head soul bone, and their spiritual strength is much stronger than that of ordinary soul masters. Coincidentally, he closed his eyes, released his mental power in the air and observed the surrounding situation.

They found that the pattern condensed by blood turned out to be a creature similar to a bird, but it looked strange and not as simple as an ordinary bird.

What the hell is this?

When Tang San was confused, suddenly, the bird's eyes lit up. Wang Kun silently took out his third soul skill dragon claw and directly killed it without forcing!

”Good luck on hell road.”

Tang Chen said, ”how can you fight the first soul beast, the soul skill of emperor Tian?”

”None of your business?”

Wang Kun's body suddenly appeared on a five meter round platform. Everything around showed a faint blood red. Beyond the circular platform with a diameter of five meters, there was an abyss.

The blood mist eroded the green steam around Wang Kun, but it was of little use. Wang Kun said that his seventh door could be opened for at least two hours! Didn't you think? The eighth door takes ten minutes, the one that doesn't die.