Chapter 57 Road to Hell "Congratulations, young Shura Xuetu." A deep and sharp voice suddenly came from all directions. The murderous aura released from Xiao Yi actually flowed back the moment the voice sounded and was pressed back into his body, causing Xiao Yi to frown. The real culprit had arrived. The atmosphere in the Hell Killing Fields suddenly rose to the extreme, because in mid-air, a blood-red figure was falling from the sky. "King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter, King of Slaughter..." The shouts made the fallen ones become hoarse, but they had no intention of stopping. Xiao Yi looked at the figure in the sky, his expression was calm, it was just to scare him, would he, the King of Slaughter, dare to touch him? Qian Daoliu sent it to him, would he dare? He didn't dare. A tall man, wrapped in a huge scarlet cloak, with a pale face and a pair of completely blood-red eyes, slowly descended from the air, seemingly not being restricted by gravity at all. "I am very happy to witness the birth of a strong man in the killing field today. It has been more than ten years since Baisheng appeared. Shura Xuetu relies on his powerful strength and terrifying murderous aura to make you tremble, right? My people." "Yes -, yes -, yes -" The King of Slaughter seems to have a unique charm that makes all the fallen have an almost crazy worship after seeing him. "Young Shura Xuetu, in the name of the King of Slaughter, I invite you to become a guest of the Slaughter City. Your status is only lower than mine."

"No, I want to challenge the Road to Hell." Xiao Yi said while looking directly at the King of Slaughter. "The road to hell is very dangerous. If you are not careful, it may cost you your life." The King of Killing advised again. "Thank you for your concern, King of Slaughter. I still want to challenge the Hell Road." The King of Slaughter was speechless at Xiao Yi's unyielding attitude. After all, he was sent here by Qian Daoliu himself, and there was also a God of Killing in the Spirit Hall. If Xiao Yi really died in there, it would be all over. "I hope that after you succeed, you can say hello to the High Priest and the God of Killing in the Spirit Hall on my behalf." The King of Killing said coldly. After the King of Slaughter finished speaking, a thick red mist suddenly released from the King of Slaughter, and the huge aura forced Xiao Yi to retreat quickly. He retreated dozens of meters before he could barely bear it. What the King of Slaughter released was not murderous aura, but an extremely evil aura, so cold that it could make one's bones stiff. The evil cold red ripples slowly spread out, and in just a few blinks of an eye, they had spread to the entire venue. The fallen people sitting in the audience were all incredibly excited, and they all wanted to see the road to hell open. However, what they didn't know was that their lives had come to an end. Except for the God of Death and the King of Slaughter, no one has ever seen the opening of the Hell Road, because everyone who has seen it has died, or in other words, has become a sacrifice for the opening of the Hell Road. Although the red light released from the King of Slaughter brought them great pressure, it was not directed at them, but towards the surrounding stands. The Fallen who were cheering wildly gradually quieted down as the red light landed on the viewing platform. The eyes of each Fallen gradually became dull, and then turned into a bloodshot red. It didn't take long before the red light formed a huge barrier on the entire hell killing field. Screams of pain began to sound from the people who were the first to come into contact with the red light. Affected by the red light, the fallen ones seemed to be half crazy. They desperately grabbed their faces and bodies... Soon, blood spilled onto the ground and began to pool. A large amount of blood flowed like streams along the inconspicuous small pipes under the audience seats to the center of the killing field. It was clearly visible that countless winding red liquids flowed into the field like small snakes. "It is their honor to be the sacrifice that opens the road to hell." The low voice of the King of Slaughter sounded. At this time, the screams had gradually stopped. Except for Xiao Yi and the King of Slaughter, there seemed to be no one alive here. Xiao Yi already knew that there would be a sacrifice to open the road to hell, but after witnessing it with his own eyes, he still felt a little uncomfortable. Blood flowed into the field. It does not spread in a straight line. On the ground, grooves appeared at some point. Blood flow was injected into it, and gradually, it gathered into a huge blood-red pattern on the ground. "Good luck on your road to hell!" The King of Slaughter had left, and Xiao Yi was swallowed by blood-red, but the white murderous aura on his body protected him and he was not hurt. Not long after, Xiao Yi opened his eyes again and found himself on a circular platform with a diameter of five meters.

"Is this the road to hell?" Xiao Yi stood up and looked around. The surrounding environment was mainly blood red. However, Xiao Yi felt that his emotions were being manipulated as soon as he entered here, making him feel irritable, bloodthirsty, and crazy. Xiao Yi guessed that this should be the characteristic of the Road to Hell. The special environment was really hellish. A narrow path less than half a foot wide, which was only wide enough for two feet to stand at the same time, led to the unknown darkness. This was also the only way to the outside world on the platform they were on. Under Xiao Yi's feet was a circular platform, which was big enough for two or three people to stand on. Below the platform was a pool of scarlet liquid, filled with Bloody Marys. So many Bloody Marys were gathered from the people who died in the Killing Fields of Hell. Countless people had died here over the past thousand years. However, Xiao Yi has never touched these things from the beginning to now. He can kill people, but he cannot drink blood. Moreover, the air in the Killing City also has problems. It is also a toxin. If you stay there for a long time, you will become mentally confused. Bloody Mary can suppress the toxins in the Killing City. It can be said that Bloody Mary and the Killing City complement each other. Shaking his head, Xiao Yi stopped thinking about it. Although the path was narrow and there was a risk of collapse, he could fly. After he adjusted his breathing for a quarter of an hour, he activated his external soul bone and flew up. When Xiao Yi was traveling on the road to hell, his every move was watched by one person. This person is different from those fallen ones. She is not tall, wears a black dress, has fair skin, and a nearly perfect face, which makes her look so different. Especially the invisible nobility and holiness that emanates from her body, which makes people want to worship her. "Oh, this is the person you didn't hesitate to lose face and write to me to beg me to take care of him? He has excellent qualifications, Xiao Yi, only sixteen years old, his martial soul has mutated into Xuanzhong ruler, and his soul power is sixty levels. He actually completed a hundred victories in the killing field in just one and a half years? Much faster than I was back then, and even faster than Tang Hao. Ha, you don't really think that I won't know about his information if you block it, right? Since you want it, I'll give it to you. We are all members of my Spirit Hall anyway." This person is the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong. She has actually seen Xiao Yi several times. Ever since Xiao Yi entered the Slaughter City, Qian Renxue has written to Bibi Dong asking her to take good care of him. Bibi Dong sneered, but she came very quickly. (Bah, daughter slave, dead tsundere.) (End of this chapter)