After saying goodbye to Zhu Zhuqing, Ling Mo embarked on a trip to the capital of killing alone...

Since Ling Mo appeared on the mainland that day, the mainland was surging for a while, and everyone was curious about what Ling Mo's appearance meant this time.

You know, Ling Mo's current identity is too special, and no one doesn't know the name Ling Mo.

Therefore, when his sudden appearance is here, something huge must have happened.

And they soon knew about this.

Before Dugu Bo left, he asked the disciples of Tianji Pavilion to go down the mountain and went to the mainland to inform all small forces that a council was held at the Ghost Gate a month later.

The remaining ones, such as the seven major sects, two empires, and the Soul Hall, will be invited by Dugu Bo personally.

However... this matter will be discussed until Dugu Bo returns from Northland.

Before Ling Mo left the Ghost Sect, Dugu Bo had already set out. Leaded by Kunpeng, tens of thousands of Ghost Sect disciples rushed to the north to prepare for defense.

The matters of Tianmen must be resolved after Ling Mo comes back. All plans have already entered the trajectory, and the Rashomon incident has changed.

"City of Killing! This is the City of Killing known as the Paradise of Sin?"

Ling Mo came to the City of Killing alone, and could feel the anger in the City of Killing for several miles.

However, where is the entrance to the City of Killing? Ling Mo didn't know that according to the description in the original work, it should be related to this tavern...

When he came to a tavern on the Gobi Desert, Ling Mo planned to take a break here.

As soon as I entered the pub, the people in the pub immediately cast hostile gazes...

"Boss, drink..."

When he entered the tavern, Ling Mo felt murderous aura from all directions. Obviously... the people around him had already regarded Ling Mo as their prey.

Ling Mo did not express any expression on this, and the strength of these people would not make him scared.

He just needed to move his fingers, and all of these people had to die here.

Soon, the waiter of the shop brought a glass of bright red blood, and it also had a special name called bright red agate...

No need to guess, this cup of bright red agate is human blood, fresh human blood.

"Haha, a little kid who was so weak a few months ago, and another one came today!

By the way, has this continent been reduced to this point? Can't find a man?”

A sarcasm came from beside him. This sarcasm made Ling Mo’s appearance ironic.

That's right... Ling Mo is too delicate and has a very thin body. Although she looks handsome, she has a sense of scholarly spirit, which does not conform to the aesthetics of the City of Killing.

Here, only a big man with a tiger back and a bear waist can be called a handsome guy. In their eyes, muscles can represent their appearance...

Judging from their tone, it seemed that Tang San had just left a few months ago. In other words, after Tang San awakened the bloodline of Lan Yinhuang, his appearance had changed. Like Ling Mo, he seemed so unbearable in the eyes of these people.

"That's right! Little baby, this city of killing is not something you can come just by wanting to come. Go home as soon as possible to drink milk, haha..."

A sarcasm sound came, Ling Mo moved his right hand gently, and a sword energy flew out instantly.

The man who said crazy words just now instantly collapsed and turned into a cloud of blood mist, which filled the entire tavern.

"What!"

"One move! Even soul skills are useless..."

Ling Mo's move shocked everyone. They originally thought that the young man who had just left a few months ago was already strong enough.

I didn’t expect that the one who came today is even more ruthless. Are people who are so ruthless these days?

Ling Mo didn’t drink the bright red agate. It’s not that he wasn’t cruel enough, and he didn’t have the habit of drinking other people’s blood…

He stood up straight up, Ling Mo looked around and found that the three men and one woman in the corner were still busy with some passionate things.

This plot is familiar, but most of them are one man, two women, or three women.

How do these four people seem to feel happier than him?

Ling Mo looked at him coldly, felt disgusted, and slapped him gently, and the four of them were directly slapped to death by Ling Mo.

Ling Mo had no patience to these outlaws, nor would he retain any kindness to them.

The capital of killing? Since it is a paradise of sin, Ling Mo let them feel what real killing is...

"Say! Where is the entrance to the City of Killing?"

Ling Mo grabbed the right hand gently, and the waiter several meters away was directly caught by Ling Mo, locking the throat of fate tightly.

The man was extremely panicked inside. Ling Mo was so domineering at the beginning, which made those who often struggled on the brink of death feel panic.

You know, I haven’t seen any scenes before? But this is the first time they have seen Ling Mo like this...

"Hmph, you are qualified to enter the City of Killing?"

The few people next to him stood up in dissatisfaction, thinking that Ling Mo was not qualified to enter the capital of killing.

These people were wandering nearby because they were not qualified to enter the City of Killing. Ling Mo wanted to enter the City of Killing, and this trick was far from enough...

"Oh? It seems you're all tired of living?"

Ling Mo looked coldly, and everyone saw a strong light emitted from his eyes. The person who just spoke was instantly beaten into a blood mist by Ling Mo.

He is so domineering, and he dares to say that no one is afraid of the word, and Ling Mo is killing and burying.

"Who is this person? Don't he know the rules of the City of Killing?"

"Rules? Rules seem to be used to restrain us people, right? For a tough character like him, the so-called rules seem to be unable to restrain him..."

The entire tavern was in a panic. Ling Mo looked at them in panic and really wanted to laugh.

"You guys who call themselves the Fallen, have a little fear in their hearts?

I thought you had already ignored life and death, but I didn't expect...

You disappoint me so much! The so-called capital of killing is nothing more than that…”

In a sneer, Ling Mo's sarcasm was like a sharp sword passing through these people's hearts.

"Shut up, how can you insult the City of Killing? Boy, do you really want to die?"

The waiter who was locked in Ling Mo's throat shouted in dissatisfaction, who had ever thought... As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Mo directly crushed his neck.

"You seem to have forgotten that your life is still in my hands! Before making ruthless words, please clear yourself and can you bear my anger..."

Ling Mo said with a sneer as he pinched the waiter to death.

He had found the entrance to the City of Killing and hid under the service counter.

Therefore, he no longer needs this small character. Ling Mo will kill such a small character who can speak ruthlessly, and will never be vague.

They have been operating here for so long, and people die here every day, and their hands are covered with blood.

These people are not worthy of regret...

Ling Mo took a last look at the big men behind him, and had no interest in them. He went straight to the entrance of the City of Killing, opened the lid and jumped down...

As soon as he jumped out of the City of Killing, a black spear came towards him, stabbing Ling Mo fiercely.
Chapter completed!