The **** cruelty is a terrible pressure, but it can also be turned into a driving force that makes people eager to become stronger.
When Lu Feng went to the capital of slaughter, as soon as he encountered a gangster, he would kill him, also for the sake of standing up.
In this kind of place, if you are not strong enough and you are not ruthless enough, you will keep getting trouble.
Lu Feng doesn't like trouble.
All must be decisively killed to deter Xiaoxiao.
"Crack, crack, crack, crack."
Applause came.
A woman came out of a dark corner.
Her makeup is very personal, her complexion looks pale, but her lips and eye shadow are dark, just like a smoky makeup with a sharp contrast of black and white, with a hollow black gauze hanging down on her head and half covering her face, she has a unique beauty of mystery, charm and evil charm. .
Chic and glamorous.
Like a vampire lady.
The figure is also very good, the front is convex and the back is curved, slender and plump are just right. When walking, the water snake twisted its waist and swayed its buttocks, and the long snow-white legs were looming at the slit of the skirt, which was quite attractive.
Lu Feng knew that this should be the receptionist of the Slaughter City, and some people called her the messenger of hell.
In the original plot, she helped Tang San, but died because Tang San destroyed the killing city.
"The person recognized by the gods is indeed extraordinary. Ye Xi pays homage to the Holy Son." Ye Xi grinned at Lu Feng, bowed and saluted.
Bibi Dong was a little speechless.
She had never met this messenger, but she also dealt with another messenger back then, but she never revealed the name.
When the messenger saw Lu Feng, he took the initiative to report his family.
Why is Lu Feng's treatment so poor?
The attention of the passers-by was all on Lu Feng, and they were shocked to hear that.
"It turns out that he is a person recognized by the Rakshasa God!"
"It's no wonder that his strength is so powerful at such a young age. With a single blow of condensing his soul power, he can kill more than 20 people, including a defense system soul emperor."
"The Hundred Poison Gang has kicked the iron plate this time."
"But the leader of the Hundred Poison Gang, the Green-faced Poison King, is the one who is fully supported by the King of Slaughter. No one dares to provoke him in the capital of Slaughter. He will retaliate.
"Shh! Be quiet, Tang San's gang leader doesn't like the nickname Green Faced Poison King."
"What are you afraid of, the deputy head of the Hundred Poison Gang in this block is dead."
"The vice hall master is dead, but there is still eyeliner, in case it reaches Tang San's ears."
"Hi... that's right."
in the whispers of people.
The receptionist Ye Xi, led Lu Feng and others, and left the block.
Lu Feng listened to the discussions of the people around him.
Tang San?
Green-faced poison king?
Hundred Poison Gang leader?
Good guy, Asan is in the capital of slaughter, he is doing well!
"Miss Yexi, hello." Lu Feng said kindly, "May I ask, what level of Tang San's spirit power is now?"
"Miss? I really like this title," Ye Xi giggled, "What about Tang San, the head of the Hundred Poison Gang? He's currently the sixty-first soul emperor."
"what?"
"Sixty one!?"
"Tang San was at Shrek Academy, but he couldn't be selected as a substitute for the team. At that time, he was only a Soul Master. In just over a year, he was promoted to the sixty-first level?"
"Impossible, could it be wrong?"
All the beauties exclaimed.
Especially Xiao Wu.
She was very aware of Tang San's cultivation progress. Now that she can break through to the Soul Sect, it would be a good thing. Ye Xi actually said that Tang San reached the sixty-first level.
When he heard that Tang San was the head of the Hundred Poison Gang, he realized that Tang San had made great progress in the Killing Capital.
But such an improvement was beyond his expectations.
Definitely got a great chance.
According to the original plot, in this timeline, Tang San was only at the level of the Soul King.
But Tang San rose from Soul Sovereign to Soul Emperor in over a year, faster than himself.
The son of luck is really unusual.
Originally thought that after being absorbed a lot of qi luck by himself, Tang San's qi luck would not be very good.
I never thought that I could get such a great opportunity.
It's right to come to the capital of killing.
Approaching Tang San, absorbing more of Tang San's luck is the kingly way.
According to the system explanation, he had to be near Tang San in order to absorb Tang San's luck.
From this point of view, Yu Xiaogang and Xue Beng were probably also led by Tang San, and they got along well here.
"I'm not mistaken, Tang San is currently at the 61st level. In the capital of slaughter, nothing is impossible." Ye Xi smiled and said, "Of course, his situation is too special. Come with me, distinguished guests, this is not the place to talk."
Lu Feng heard something in Ye Xi's words, nodded and said, "Thank you, please lead the way."
Ye Xi swayed, turned into a black shadow, swept up the roof, and galloped away.
Lu Feng and others followed closely.
Soon.
Ye Xi entered a quiet hill in the main city. An ancient castle stood on the hill. The walls were covered with vines. The garden was bare, with only a few withered and yellow weeds.
However, the houses in the Slaughter City are not new, they are all tattered.
Although the castle is a little old, it is still in good condition.
Except for the Tower of Slaughter, this building is the tallest, grand and majestic.
"Did you take us to see Tang Chen, the King of Slaughter?" Lu Feng thought to himself.
At this time, Ye Xi stopped and turned around and said, "The Scarlet Castle has no owner for hundreds of years, and it may be a little dirty inside. The Holy Son came in a hurry and hasn't had time to clean it up, but I have already notified it, and someone will come over immediately. deal with."
Ye Xi's first sentence came out, and Lu Feng knew that this was not the place where the Slaughter King lived, but the place he had arranged for him.
Living in an old castle is a bit big and weird.
Just now, he silently diffused his spiritual power.
Fortunately, mental power and the ability to perceive plants are not limited.
In Slaughter Capital, only soul skills are limited.
Ye Xi's voice just fell.
There was a black smoke flying, and more than thirty women walked out of the black smoke.
Their makeup is the same as Ye Xi's, similar to smoky makeup. They only wear cool black dresses. All of them are slim and plump with beautiful faces.
At first glance, Lu Feng was incomparably elegant and handsome.
Immediately, they glared at Lu Feng and threw them at Lu Feng frequently. Their expressions were even demonic. Some of them even pulled their collars on purpose to open up the white flowers on their chests. It was obvious that the ditch was deep, and some pretended to walk while walking. He inadvertently lifted the hem of the skirt, revealing long, slender, round, snow-white legs, in all kinds of temptation.
"Don't be rude to the Holy Son, don't hurry up and do things!" Ye Xi shouted with a cold face.
The women hurriedly bowed and saluted, only to realize that this rare young handsome man, with an extraordinary identity, was the owner of this ancient castle.
There was a look of reverence in their eyes.
Before leaving, he couldn't help but look back.
"Saint Son, forgive me, my clansmen have never seen the world." Ye Xi said.
"It's okay, you two belong to the same family, I think your spirits are all bats." Lu Feng smiled, drumming in his heart, with a familiar premonition.
"Well, we are the blood-sucking night bat family, and we are also the oldest aboriginal people in the Slaughter City. We have been breeding for tens of thousands of years." Ye Xi said.