Douluo: Rely on the dress-up system to hold the god-woman set

Chapter 195 Dimensionality Reduction Strike
"Boom-"

The asphalt slabs slowly moved away, revealing a dark and deep tunnel.

Like a path of no return leading into an abyss.

"Welcome guest officer to visit Heaven and Earth next time."

The store manager holding the money bag with 9 soul coins stood in the dim light and bowed slightly to Qian Yuelong at the entrance of the underground tunnel, polite and gentlemanly.

Heaven on earth is the name of this hotel.

Qian Yuelong thought of a sentence - I came from the sky, passed through the world, and went to hell.

Heaven and earth lack hell, so the place where the two meet is the entrance to hell.

The black cloak blended into the deeper darkness, making them indistinguishable.

The heavy slate mechanism closed with a bang.

The store manager straightened up and walked out of the basement with light steps. Looking at the cold body lying in front of the service desk, he sighed: "We have to hire people again."

Qian Yuelong, who walked into the tunnel, was crazily sliding down the cliff in this continuously descending tunnel.

In the state of spiritual vision, you can see clearly in the dark.

As she walked, she saw a slide ahead that suddenly turned down at [-] degrees.

Around the entrance of the chute, except for her turning back direction, is closed.

In other words, there is only one entrance.

The diameter of the entrance is about [-] meter wide and can accommodate several people.

After thinking for a while, Qian Yuelong cautiously summoned her own martial soul, using her first soul skill passively to mimic the floating golden lotus into a familiar flower umbrella, intending to slowly float down.

As a result, halfway through the float, she found that the soul ability was like stagnant water, silent.

The blue-golden flames were extinguished in the deep darkness.

Qian Yuelong, who knew the settings of the Killing City, knew that she should have really entered the territory of the Killing City.

Regardless of whether it is inside or outside the city, as long as it is within the range of the red moon, it is the killing capital.

Those who have not received the position personally conferred by the Slaughter King are not allowed to use soul skills, and their soul power will also be affected and suppressed.

With a light leap in the air, with the Floating World Golden Lotus as the foothold, it goes straight down along the smooth tunnel.

"Welcome to the Capital of Slaughter."

A soft female voice sounded faintly.

Like a ghost, a cold breath permeated the moment the voice sounded.

The special material shields Qian Yuelong's mental power detection, making it impossible to detect the sound source.

Qian Yuelong lowered her eyes, and with a slight movement of her mind, pure soul power poured into the Floating World Golden Lotus, and the miniature lotus suddenly multiplied and appeared at her next foothold.

But this time, Qian Yuelong did not move, but landed steadily in the center of the lotus platform that was shining with purple-gold light, allowing the Ukishi Golden Lotus to slowly fall in mid-air to the hazy light at the bottom.

The air was stale, and the wind carried a strong smell of blood.

In the deep night sky without any stars, there is only a huge red moon hanging high, casting a chaotic and strange glow, and lightly reflecting the black buildings standing in the thick fog.

The cold and damp wind blows, and the murderous air spreads.

Qian Yuelong floated to the ground from the center of the lotus platform, and looked ahead at the black-armored knights who had gathered in the fog at some unknown time.

The black armor and helmets tightly cover their real bodies, and the spirit beast breed horses under the crotch - the magic horned horses are also put on heavy armor, and they guard with their masters in front of the huge gate more than 30 meters high. .

From a rough look, there were about a hundred people.

Qian Yuelong's aura on them was no stranger at all, even a long-lost feeling.

It was the hostility and the cold murderous intent that seemed to materialize from fighting in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Qian Yuelong stood motionless, keeping a safe distance of 150 meters from the Black Armored Knights.

"Newcomer, which entrance did you come in from?"

A cold voice came from under the helmet of the leading black armored knight.

Qian Yuelong thought of the name of the hotel that the store manager took the initiative to say at the end, and tentatively said: "Heaven and earth?"

After the words fell, a knight behind the leading black-armored knight rode forward and whispered something to him.

The leading knight nodded slightly, but the cold killing intent on his body did not decrease by half. He looked at her and said, "You have not violated the rules, and you have the qualification to enter the killing capital."

Qian Yuelong's eyes moved slightly, scanning the huge black buildings behind them: "That is to say, I can enter now?"

She guessed that they should have a special message transmission channel to receive news from the ground in time.

The first to answer Qian Yuelong was a wine bottle that came through the sky.

"call out--"

Qian Yuelong raised her hand, waved her sleeve robe, easily dissipated the force on the wine bottle, held the wine bottle firmly, and looked suspiciously at the black-armored knight who threw the glass at her: "This is it?"

The black-armored knight said coldly: "You can enter. But you still need to pay a cup of entry fee."

Qian Yuelong: "."

The store manager didn't tell her that she had to pay a glass of Huangquanlu for the entry fee!

So after a long time, no matter whether they come in seriously or not, they have to fight?

Qian Yuelong, who had no intention of letting herself bleed, took it for granted.

The people on the opposite side also stared coldly at the black-robed man who covered his face, waiting for her to pay the price by herself, and also guarded against her forcibly breaking into the city.

"Just pay for any cup of Huangquan dew?"

Qingling's voice, wrapped in a purity that is incompatible with this killing-filled area, sounded from under the black robe.

The black-armored knight sat on the horse indifferently, and said coldly: "Yes."

"That"

The sound of the first protracted word still echoed in my ears, Qian Yuelong's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the black-armored knights who had been vigilantly watching Qian Yuelong only had time to capture an afterimage. Wuhun appeared, and the unified eight rings floated from the feet of the black armored knights.

It's unbelievable that they are all soul masters in the Contra realm!

"Zheng-"

The sound of howling wind poured in along the gaps in the armor, and Qian Yuelong, who appeared silently behind a black armored knight on the edge, raised his hand and pressed the arm of the black armored knight with the iron chain weapon spirit.

The second soul ring of the black-armored knight flickered, and the iron chain emitting red light moved like a swimming snake, trying to entangle the prey and strangle it to death.

However, in the next second, the majestic and pure spiritual power turned into a big hand, strangled the snake seven inches, and bound the iron chains together with absolute crushing force.

"Sorry, let me borrow your blood."

The chains made a metallic whine of being overwhelmed.

The slender white hand was pressed on the hard armor, and the eyes under the helmet of the black-armored knight shrank in shock. He was horrified to find that even though his soul power had not been forbidden, he couldn't break free from the shackles of that power.

And wearing on him, the fine steel armor made of special material was lightly pressed by the seemingly weak and boneless hand protruding from under the black sleeve robe.

At that moment, it seemed that an invisible force hit his armor.

The numbness was transmitted to the skin along the armor with spider web-like cracks, and Qian Yuelong held a piece of sharp armor fragment in his hand, and swiped neatly at the strong arm exposed to the air.

The muscles were torn, and bright red blood flowed out.

A black wine bottle was pressed against the edge of the wound on the arm, catching the blood.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon."

Qian Yuelong, who suppressed people with powerful spiritual power and concentrated spiritual power, said seriously.

(End of this chapter)