City of Slaughter within Outer City.
The bodies of the predecessors King of Slaughter--Nine-Headed Bat King/Tang Chen have not yet cooled down.
A new, cold pressure has enveloped the entire City of Slaughter.
As the scarlet miasma surged, Bibi Dong, who was dressed in divine armor, was shrouded in divine light, making it difficult to see the specific situation.
Outsiders can only vaguely know that there is a person in the light, and they can tell whether it is a man or a woman through the sound, and that they are powerful and extraordinary, but they don't know anything else.
Bibi Dong stood in the sky, looking around with an expression of indifference.
For a moment, all Fallen Spirit Master were silent, as if their throats were strangled by invisible hands.
"From today on, City of Slaughter is under my control!"
Bibi Dong's voice is not high-pitched, but it carries an undeniable determination.
Spread to every corner.
God!
The feeling of oppression as a god is more terrifying than Nine-Headed Bat King!
And these Fallen Spirit Master are even more insane and crazy, and they don't care who is the master of King of Slaughter or City of Slaughter!
All they have is fanatical Faith!
No temptation whatsoever!
No resistance!
Just obey!
"Send my order, Hell Slaughter Arena, day and night!"
"Everyone, enter in order!"
The moment the order was given, the entire City of Slaughter was boiling.
Some people sneered, some cursed, and some people flocked to Hell Slaughter Arena with the mentality of watching the fun.
There are many sensible people among them.
It's a pity that here, they are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
After use, it will just be thrown away like garbage.
After Ji Wushuang collected the six pieces of Spirit Bone from Tang Chen, he buried the body directly on the spot without exposing Tang Chen's bones to the air, which was a good thing.
"You two... we haven't seen each other for such a long time. Is it okay?" At this time, Ji Wushuang had time to chat with Xie Yue and Yan and pay attention to their situation.
"Everything went well. According to the plan, Yan and I were able to complete Hundred Consecutive Victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena and leave here in more than half a year. I didn't expect you and His Holiness the Pope to come and kill King of Slaughter." Xie Yue said with emotion.
"Everything in the world is fickle, and plans can never keep up with changes." Ji Wushuang smiled slightly.
"Wushuang, how did you improve your realm to such a terrifying level in such a short period of time? Please teach me, and I will warm your bed from now on!" Yan smiled and rubbed his hands.
Ji Wushuang rolled his eyes, took out two jade bottles and two books recording Soul Core Condensation Method, and handed them to the two of them respectively.
"When you return to Spirit City, take the elixir here, and then practice according to the instructions in the book, you will also be able to quickly improve your cultivation level."
The two of them took it separately, their eyes lit up, and they said in unison, "How embarrassing! But since you gave it to us, we are disrespectful!"
Ji Wushuang was speechless.
After Xie Yue accepted the jade bottle and books, he asked, "Wushuang, how is my sister? Nothing big happened outside, right?"
Ji Wushuang smiled and nodded, "Everything is fine. Nana's strength has reached the top of Soul Master's pyramid. You will know it when you see it."
Xie Yue Relax.
Hell Slaughter Arena.
The crowd was buzzing.
But when the figure of Ji Wushuang appeared on the bloody arena.
All the noise turned into dead silence.
Ji Wushuang stood with hands behind his hands, Peerless Sword Casket bloomed quietly, and the surging Soul Power swept across like a tsunami.
There were nine Fallen Spirit Master around, immediately besieging Ji Wushuang.
Ji Wushuang's eyes moved slightly.
Peerless Sword Casket opened a gap, and "Finger-Twisting Softness" sprang out from it.
"Pfft--!"
"Finger-Twisting Softness" used lightning speed to kill the remaining nine people within three breaths.
For a moment, only Ji Wushuang was left standing in the arena.
The next duel.
Ji Wushuang followed the same pattern and kept winning streak.
With the suppression of Bibi Dong, new games are constantly starting.
It doesn't matter whether you want it or not.
Blood spattered on the ring and was continuously absorbed by the ring.
Some of Soul Power, along with the bloody smell and murderous intent, poured into Ji Wushuang's body.
Gradually.
The murderous aura exuding from Ji Wushuang's body is getting stronger and stronger.
Suffocating.
Time flies by with crushing victories one after another.
No fancy tricks.
Every time Ji Wushuang makes a move, it is concise to the extreme, but with the momentum of Thunderous Might, without giving the opponent a chance to react.
He is in a hurry.
Those Fallen Spirit Master who have been rampant in City of Slaughter for many years are like paper in front of him, vulnerable.
A hundred consecutive wins!
Less than a day!
Under Bibi Dong's strong tactics and coercion, Ji Wushuang completed Hundred Consecutive Victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena in less than a day!
At this moment, the murderous aura in his body was so strong that it was about to solidify.
Xie Yue and Yan just stood next to Ji Wushuang, and they felt cold on the soles of their feet and on their backs, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
The entire City of Slaughter was also completely silent.
Everyone was shocked.
Some people have been here for many years, but have never seen such a game.
"Xie Yue, Yan!"
"It's your turn!"
Bibi Dong stood in the sky, her eyes fell on Xie Yue and Yan.
"As you command!"
After the two saluted, they stepped into Hell Slaughter Arena again with solemn expressions, relying on the remaining power of Ji Wushuang's 100-game winning streak.
They are no more cautious than Ji Wushuang.
Bibi Dong just forced those Fallen Spirit Master to compete, but did not let them deliberately die. They still had to rely on their own strength to complete a hundred consecutive victories in the regional killing field!
However.
The deterrent power of Bibi Dong and Ji Wushuang is still there and still affects Fallen Spirit Master.
In just a few days, two figures have reached the peak of their 100-game winning streak.
The central location of the regional killing field.
Three people stand in a triangle shape.
Bibi Dong looked at the pattern on the competition table below, thought for a moment, recalled the past, and the corners of his lips curved into a cold arc.
"Trash should also have a use."
She raised her hand, and the purple-gold Divine Power spread like a spider web, instantly covering Hell Slaughter Arena and pouring into the competition stage.
Those Fallen Spirit Master had no time to react before they were torn apart by a powerful force and gathered at the entrance of Hell Road.
The screams echoed through the sky, but were swallowed up in an instant.
Bibi Dong didn't have the slightest emotion in her eyes. She made seals with her fingertips and muttered words.
Those Fallen Spirit Master Soul Power, flesh and blood, and even souls were melting rapidly, turning into thick bloody energy and pouring into the ring at the feet of the three of them.
A stronger and more violent aura than City of Slaughter surged out.
The next second.
Hell Slaughter Arena The arena was filled with blood and light, completely covering the three of them.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared.
There was no one in the entire Hell Slaughter Arena at this moment, and it was extremely quiet.
The figure of Bibi Dong has also disappeared long ago.