Douluo’s Immortal Swordsman

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"Yo, follow me!"

Su Qin looked at the falling road behind him and said with a smile.

"Follow up, just follow, I won't play with you anymore."

With that said, Su Qin quickly made a dozen pieces of broken mud on the ground, grabbed them in his hands, and first threw a piece into the blood plasma in front of him, and jumped up, five meters above the ground, He used the force of the mud block he threw on his feet, not only raised his body by about three or four meters, but also advanced a certain distance.

The speed at which Su Qin threw mud blocks in his hands matched the movements of his feet, and he went towards the hazy door of light skillfully and quickly.

Su Qin took time to look at the road under his feet. The road had all fallen into the lake of blood and no longer existed.

Su Qin withdrew his gaze and cautiously used this leveraging method to quickly head towards the hazy exit.

If you ignore the fragments on your feet that need to be borrowed from time to time, this can be regarded as an alternative suspension.

However, for now, the restrictions are still a bit too big. If it can be improved in the future, it will be very promising!

Su Qin thought to himself.

With this method of leveraging, Su Qin successfully crossed the thousand-meter blood lake under his feet, which took less than a quarter of an hour.

Soon, before Su Qin came to the door of light, Su Qin did not hesitate at all, and jumped into the door of light.

Everything around seemed to be changing, and Su Qin felt as if his body had entered a special world. There was a snow-white nothingness around, and the murderous aura he released was restricted by a special force, and all returned to his body under the oppression, and all the remaining fragments in his hand disappeared.

In this white world, the whole body can't use a single bit of strength, the only feeling is cold.

It seems that there are countless coldness condensing towards him, and countless coldness being released by himself. In this white nothingness, Su Qin is suffering the terrifying pain alone.

The cold feeling that should not have appeared suddenly appeared, it was not from the change in temperature, but the chill brought by murderous aura.

It was the purest killing energy, and it quickly invaded Su Qin's body. Every time it invaded, it made Su Qin tremble.

When the cold made his heart gradually stiffen, his consciousness began to drift away along with his consciousness. After a while, Su Qin lost consciousness and fell asleep. Although Su Qin tried his best to stay awake, he eventually fell into a coma.

While Su Qin was asleep, the Kunwu Sword emerged.

On the surface of the Kunwu Sword, white lines are slowly emerging, as if wanting to be engraved on the sword body.

But the Kunwu Sword seemed to dislike it or for some other reason, the sword body suddenly sent out a violent tremor, and the light white lines that had just emerged, under this tremor, quickly shattered.

However, the white pattern did not give up, and wanted to continue to carve a pattern on the Kunwu sword.

Kunwujian trembled even more. If Kunwujian could speak consciously, he would probably say, "Go away, you ugly thing! I don't look down on you!"

After some collision, the white lines finally compromised, giving up on portraying themselves on the Kunwu sword, and set the target on Su Qin's body. Finally, a pattern was carved on the back of Su Qin's right hand.

After a long time, Su Qin, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in front of him, a smile appeared on Su Qin's face.

However, the smile faded quickly, and Su Qin stood up straight with a carp, holding the Kunwu sword in his hand, and looked around carefully.

This is a forest with thick trees everywhere. There are no other people here, only the traces of some small herbivores.

Seeing this scene, Su Qin let out a long sigh, and it is now safe for the time being.

Su Qin set his eyes on the Kunwu Sword. In Su Qin's memory, the pattern of the Killing God Domain was engraved on the Martial Soul.

Su Qin carefully looked at the Kunwu Sword in his hand, but he didn't find the pattern engraved on it, and asked a little puzzled: "Hey, what's going on? What about the pattern in the Killing God Domain?"

Suddenly, the corner of Su Qin's eyes fell on the back of his hand, and seeing the white lines there, Su Qin turned over the back of his hand to examine it carefully, his face showed surprise, and said, "Damn, what's the situation?"

On the back of Su Qin's hand, there is a pattern made of white lines. This pattern is very similar to the blood pattern on the killing field of hell when the hell road is opened, but it is much smaller.

Su Qin took a closer look at his Kunwu sword, and then looked at the back of his hand. After thinking for a while, he didn't understand why this pattern was not engraved on the Kunwu sword, but on the back of his right hand.

This thing is kind of weird.

Su Qin gave up and continued to think about this seemingly unsolvable problem, as long as there is still the field of killing gods.

Su Qin thought about it for a while, and with a thought, he urged the white lines on his hands.

In an instant, a surging white light diffused from Su Qin's right hand, but soon the white light turned colorless.

And Su Qin's feelings about the world around him also changed. Killing intent pervaded his surroundings, covering a radius of 50 meters with Su Qin as the center. Everything in it was in Su Qin's sense.

The animals and plants around were trembling in this invisible air current.

A smile appeared on Su Qin's face, and he took back the Killing God Domain.

The room was not in vain.

But after being happy for a long time, Su Qin sighed. It was a pity that he didn't get the god-given spirit ring for the second plan.

However, Su Qin quickly recovered his mentality. If he didn't get it, he didn't get it. This has little impact on future plans, and it can even be said to be minimal.

Hunting soul beasts can also obtain soul rings, a god-given soul ring, if you don't have it, you won't have it.

Su Qin looked up at the sky, trying to find the sun in the sky to identify the direction.

But unfortunately, today is cloudy and there is no sun.

Su Qin lowered his head helplessly, looked at the tattered clothes on his body, thought about it, and put on a new set of clean clothes in the surrounding woods, and then walked down the mountain.

Since you can't rely on the sun to identify the direction, you can only ask the villagers who live nearby.

About a quarter of an hour later, Su Qin came to the town where he entered the capital of slaughter.

Su Qin looked back at the hill behind him, and thoughtfully, the location of the capital of slaughter seemed to be in this mountain, or under the ground of this mountain.

Su Qin just glanced at the hill behind him, then withdrew his gaze and strode towards the nameless town in front of him.