Gui Mei finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Go in with them. This is as far as we can take you." This was the first sentence he had spoken since leaving the Spirit Hall.
After saying that, he glanced at the team in the room, hesitated for a moment, and added: "I am looking forward to seeing what you can achieve in the future, but remember, the premise is that you must survive. In the City of Slaughter, you can't trust anyone except yourself. You must kill anyone who may threaten you."
Qin Xuan smiled. "I thought Senior Gui Mei was as hard-hearted as he looked, but it turns out he's a loyal person who cares about his companions."
"But compared to being led by these strangers, I prefer to take the initiative myself."
Under the surprised gazes of Jue Yuan and Gui Mei, Qin Xuan took a step forward.
Red aura waves rose up, along with the Changming Sword that instantly condensed into shape. Five soul rings—yellow, purple, and black—quietly appeared on Qin Xuan's body.
The fourth soul ring suddenly lit up, and in the next second, the entire house was filled with a layer of dazzling red light.
Thick red sword blades burst out from the ground, and crimson flames were suddenly released, shooting up into the sky.
The fourth soul skill, Changming Thrust Array, was activated.
The sharp sword blade pierced through body after body. The wooden roof provided no barrier and was directly penetrated.
Well!
Our classmate Qin Xuan is a kind person and cannot stand bloodshed.
The eleven-man team didn't even have time to scream before they, along with the roof, were burned to ashes, disappearing completely without leaving any dust behind.
Now, I don't have to feel disgusted anymore.
Qin Xuan held the Changming Sword in his hand, stepped on the ground with his right foot, jumped high, and held the hilt of the sword with both hands. With the tip of the sword pointing downward, he passed through the large hole in the roof like a meteor and fell into the house.
Crack—the sword was halfway in. The ground began to crack like a spider web and then collapsed.
Qin Xuan flashed and returned to the safe area before the ground collapsed.
A huge hole appeared in its place, and a chilly cold wind whistled out from under the cave.
Qin Xuan turned his head and looked in the direction of Jue Yuan, Gui Mei and the others. "Senior Yue Guan, Senior Gui Mei, I'll go ahead. We will meet again later."
With these words, Qin Xuan did not hesitate and jumped directly into the hole. His body was instantly surrounded by darkness, completely immersed in it.
Juhuaguan finally reacted and took a deep breath. "I thought he couldn't adapt yet. It seems we still underestimated him."
"Perhaps he can really create miracles like the once-in-a-century genius of the Haotian Sect."
Although the strongest of this group of black-armored knights was no more than a Soul Master, what really surprised him was Qin Xuan's decisiveness in killing and ruthlessness in dealing with his enemies. He was completely unlike a greenhouse flower that had never experienced killing.
Gui Mei stared blankly at the place where Qin Xuan disappeared and remained silent.
He recalled what Qin Xuan had said earlier.
Suddenly, he realized that Qin Xuan was the first person, after Yue Guan, who did not feel disgusted or afraid of him.
The corners of his mouth, hidden in the black mist, rose slightly, outlining a subtle arc.
Maybe, just as Yue Guan said, this kid can really create a miracle.
"Let's go and report back to His Holiness the Pope," Gui Mei said, turning around and leaving in the direction he came from.
"Hey, old ghost, wait for me," Juhuaguan was stunned and hurried to catch up.
"Hey, old ghost, I noticed that you've been talking a lot today. Is it because of little Qin Xuan?"
"That kid actually said you care about your companions. Tsk, tsk, that was really a gut punch"
"Hey, old ghost, why are you running so fast? Wait for me."
Two figures walked away in the sunset, and Gui Mei was as indifferent and silent as ever. Soon, they disappeared into the afterglow.
The only sound left was the faint sissy voice from Juhuaguan.
A few meters below the house was a pitch-black passage where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.
When Qin Xuan got down to earth, he found that his martial soul was suppressed in some way.
The connection between the martial soul and the soul ring was actually cut off.
"Is this the magic-banning effect that comes with the City of Slaughter?"
Qin Xuan's face did not show the slightest bit of surprise. He reached out and stroked his face, releasing his mental power, ignoring the darkness, and continued moving forward.
While walking, the camouflage effect of [Thousands of Faces] quietly activated.
A few seconds later, a strange face appeared under the hood.
She had naturally long golden hair and looked 30% similar to Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu.
This was one of Qin Xuan's ways to save his life.
He was not like Tang San and Hu Liena in the original novel, who had the protection of two killing gods.
If he wanted to pass through the Killing Fields of Hell and gain the qualification to open the Road to Hell, he had to make the City of Slaughter feel fearful.
As the chief priest of the Spirit Hall, one of the three peerless Douluo, and the 'youngest son' of Qian Daoliu, this identity was undoubtedly the best choice.
As for why Tang Hao and Bibi Dong were qualified to enter the Road to Hell without the protection of the God of Death...
Qin Xuan guessed that Tang Hao was recognized because Tang Chen still had a trace of consciousness when he was parasitized by the blood-red nine-headed bat king.
To prevent Tang Chen from getting into a desperate situation, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King did not make things difficult for Tang Hao.
Bibi Dong's case was even simpler. She was the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, the wife of the current Pope, and the daughter-in-law of Qian Daoliu.
If they really violated the rules and forced Bibi Dong to stay, or if they did not open the road to hell for her, they would face crazy revenge from the Spirit Hall.
The City of Slaughter was the ideal kingdom in the heart of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, and it could not afford such a price.
And the most important point was that Bibi Dong was the successor chosen by Rakshasa God, and the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King was just Rakshasa God's pet.
If you dared to touch Bibi Dong, you must be an old man who wanted to hang himself because he thought his life was too long.
The dark passage extended diagonally downward, and a cold breath kept blowing on Qin Xuan's disguised face under his hood.
But he still strode forward, constantly scanning with his mental power to prevent any sudden and unpredictable events from happening.
After walking about seven or eight hundred meters and turning a corner, he saw a faint light in front of him, and at the same time, there was a burst of noise.
Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes and continued to move forward. The bright spot was a door.
Creak—the door opened in response, and it was the same black-armored knight, with the same person in the lead riding a tall warhorse.
The slight difference was that this time, it was no longer a team of ten, and the person leading it was no longer a Soul Master.
It was a team of 100 men, led by a Soul King. The warhorse had thick armor that the previous one did not have.
"If I defeat you, will I be qualified to enter the City of Slaughter?" Qin Xuan's words were directly transmitted to the ears of the leading knight through his soul power over a distance of a hundred meters.
The leading knight was stunned. How did he know? I haven't even opened my mouth yet!
Then he reacted and nodded, "You violated the rules. You must defeat me to be qualified to enter the City of Slaughter."
The low voice sounded somewhat like a ghost, extremely cold, and did not seem to come from a human body.