When the door of Slaughter City slowly opened, a smelly wind blew in your face.
Qian Lingyun slowly stepped into it, and then a woman wearing a black velvet robe appeared in front of her.
"Welcome No. 8023 Soul Master to my Slaughter City, everything here has no rules, we are now located..."
Soon, Hell Messenger told Slaughter City all the rules, and she continued to ask,
"Novices can have a 12-hour protection period. Do you need to go to Slaughter Arena in the inner city?
Only Soul Master who has won 100 games in Slaughter Arena can have the opportunity to leave this place through Hell Road."
When Hell Messenger said these words, he also looked at Qian Lingyun. The light aura in this person was too strong, and he was the number one killer of Slaughter City.
And the Fallen Soul Masters who were leaning on the street or in the restaurant spontaneously came out and stared at Qian Xunyun, their hands clasped, their eyes flashing,
If Hell Messenger had not been present, Qian Lingyun would have died.
Hell Messenger pointed casually and continued,
"You are a threat to degenerates like them, so cherish these 12 hours of protection now.
After twelve hours, if you don't have the ability, you will die in their hands."
"Thanks for the reminder!"
Qian Lingyun came to this place to kill the fallen and get through Hell Road was not her fundamental purpose.
Her ultimate goal is to seek the strong man she saw in her dream,
The closer you are to Slaughter City, the stronger this feeling becomes.
Soon, just when she signed up for Slaughter Arena and was bored, waiting to fall asleep, a gloomy voice sounded from her mind,
"Qian Lingyun, Qian Lingyun--"
The huge blackness in that impression gradually revealed itself in Qian Lingyun's sea of spiritual consciousness.
"You are the person of my dreams."
"Yes, I am a residual thought left here by Rakshasa God, who is in charge of all evil thoughts in the world. I can help you increase your strength, complete the test of Rakshasa God, and then become Rakshasa God with unlimited lifespan."
Hearing this, Qian Lingyun narrowed his eyes slightly and said,
"Why me?"
"Because you made me feel the most pure love and evil thoughts in this world."
"The God of Evil Thoughts!"
Qian Lingyun never expected that such a god would subtly affect her behavior. She said decisively,
"I refuse. I am a descendant of Angel God. How can I betray the light and become the successor of Rakshasa God?"
No matter how much she desires to become stronger, no matter how much she hates that Qian Xunji, she Qian Lingyun will never betray Angel Clan.
Not only was Rakshasa God's Remnant Thought not angry, but he continued to describe everything Qian Lingyun had experienced.
"The man you like wholeheartedly doesn't like you and never cares about you. He only cares about his disciple.
When you gave birth, not only did he not visit you, but he wholeheartedly wanted to capture that disciple back to the Spirit Hall. You were dispensable in his heart. You were a tool he used to please the angels for worship."
"No, that's impossible, you're wrong, you're wrong."
Even if she already knew that Qian Xunji didn't like her, she was still willing to immerse herself in a false fantasy. When this fantasy was completely exposed,
She will become very angry and unable to rage to defend this lie.
"Now there is an opportunity to become a god and take revenge. If you accept it, not only will you get the position of Pope, but the entire Douluo Continent will become a plaything in your palm."
"And your newborn child will no longer be treated harshly by that man. This is the most correct choice."
Rakshasa Divine Sense once again tempted Qian Lingyun to make a new choice when her mood collapsed.
At this moment, the sufferings in Qian Lingyun's mind are magnifying like a passing moment.
Her golden eyes gradually turned gray, and her ambition gradually expanded. She nodded slightly,
"I accept your offer!"
"Hahaha--"
"You have made a very correct choice. Relax your mind and body, and I will give you some rewards."
Rakshasa God's Remnant Thought turned into an extremely cold purple energy and poured into Qian Lingyun's body.
Continuously removing the light breath from her body, the dark Evil breath continued to infiltrate Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul,
Gradually, the sacred light aura of Six-Winged Angel became darker and darker. In order to prevent Angel God from noticing that her descendants had fallen into darkness, Fallen Angel was not completely formed.
When Rakshasa God's Remnant Thought was completely converted into energy and poured into Qian Lingyun's body and disappeared, he specifically reminded,
"The Fallen Soul Masters of Slaughter City are all the nourishment for your Soul Power to improve rapidly. If you win a hundred games, you must not enter Hell Road."
"If you break through to Titled Douluo as soon as possible, you can officially open Rakshasa God Trial."
At this moment, Hell Messenger, who was standing by, patted Qian Lingyun. Qian Lingyun was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
"Hurry up and enter the competition!"
Hell Messenger urged.
"Game?"
Only then did Qian Lingyun remember that there was still a competition to participate in. In front of many Fallen Soul Masters, she jumped down and landed on top of the ten stone bat statues next to the Soul Fighting stage.
There are no rules for Slaughter Arena. The moment Qian Lingyun stepped on, the other nine Fallen Soul Master collectively rushed towards Qian Lingyun.
"First kill this light type Soul Master who is extremely detrimental to us."
The next second, the huge Angel Phantom appeared. Just the weak version of the bright aura it exuded doubled the pressure on these and even the entire Fallen Soul Master, and their actions became slower and slower.
A slightly evil Angel Holy Sword is held in the hand of Qian Lingyun. The sword is fierce and swift.
Swinging the sword and slitting their throats in one go, nine Fallen Soul Master were beheaded to death on the spot.
The spectators of Slaughter Arena had pale faces. They did not celebrate Qian Lingyun's strength, but wanted to finish her off in one go.
Qian Lingyun walked up to Hell Messenger and said,
"Okay, I don't need your help here, you can leave."
"Leave? Don't regret it!"
Seeing that Qian Lingyun was determined, Hell Messenger pointed at those Fallen Soul Master who had malicious intentions and left angrily.
Qian Lingyun walked out of Slaughter Arena leisurely, and more than twenty Soul Master armed with weapons came to kill her.
As soon as Angel Martial Soul opened, Qian Lingyun killed with his sword. The sharpness of the sword was unstoppable.
In less than ten seconds, twenty Fallen Soul Master died one after another, and their corpses became the nourishment for her to improve Soul Power and accumulate evil energy.
While Qian Lingyun was practicing in Slaughter City, the two brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao were traveling throughout the continent,
When they were about to arrive at a village that Fallen Soul Master often visited, Tang Xiao worriedly said,
"Brother Hao, now your strength is only level 72 Soul Saint! If you are in danger, it is safest to hide behind me."
Although he doesn't want to uncover Tang Hao's scars,
But when dealing with Fallen Soul Master, he didn't want Tang Hao to be reckless and lose his life.