Tang Hao looked at his son and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After all, when they grew up together, to a certain extent, the relationship between the two is more familiar than his father.

In the Pope's Hall, if Xiao Feng had not taken action, his current situation would have been worse, and he might not have been able to come out alive.

"Okay, mistress, Xiao Feng, I won't give up looking for it."

Tang Hao coughed twice, "Now I want to take you to another place. The special training has ended, and your martial soul has also evolved. With your current strength, you need to obtain the real magical murderous aura in battle to be considered complete."

Tang San let go of his hand, nodded slightly and said, "Dad, where are we going?"

"Follow me, it's time to leave this place."

Tang Hao took Tang San away from the forest where he lived for two years and left this waterfall and spring.

At the same time, Wang Feng, who came from the far north, put on a mask again and put on a moon-white robe, spotless.

After walking out of the extreme north, Wang Feng was still a little uncomfortable because the temperature in the extreme north was too low. He suddenly walked out of that environment and felt like he had entered a stove.

Fortunately, Wang Feng's body was adapting very quickly.

Because Wang Feng didn't know the location of the capital of Killing, he could only pretend and inquire all the way.

Finally, in an unknown small city of Wang Feng, a down-and-out beggar found out the entrance to the capital of Killing.

According to the beggar's description, this killing is not called the capital of killing, but the land of death.

Basically, no soul master can come out of this place. Even if he can come out alive, he will become a useless person.

It's like the beggar.

It is somewhat different from the capital of Killing that Wang Feng remembers, because the beggar's soul power has been deprived of and cannot be practiced!

The beggar also said that he was once a soul emperor... but because he accidentally entered the capital of killing, he was destroyed by a mysterious terror knight before he could fully enter the entrance.

The entrance is located in an unknown town.

It may also be some other location, and it takes some luck to find it.

However, Wang Feng quickly found this nameless town.

It is actually very easy to find. With Wang Feng’s current perception, he is extremely sensitive to various auras. Often, when you enter a city, you can feel the atmosphere in the city.

The entrance to the City of Killing will naturally not be simple.

This nameless town gives people a gloomy feeling when it comes, and everyone looks cold, as if they are about to eat someone.

I came here with a little courage, and probably I was so scared that I turned around and ran away.

And the most intense part of this gloomy atmosphere is in a tavern in the town.

Wang Feng felt clearly and walked in directly.

Scream...

The door of the tavern seemed to be an old wooden door. Wang Feng gently pushed it open and made a creepy and sharp sound.

This directly caused all the soul masters in the tavern to look at Wang Feng!

Although Wang Feng's outfit was disguised, it was still very eye-catching.

He wore a moon-white robe and a white mask that completely covered his eyes, looking like a faceless man.

That's right, Wang Feng has been traveling easily these days purely by relying on his body's perception of the world.

Now the effect of eyes on Wang Feng is not even clearer than that of his own body in his perception of heaven and earth!

This is the strength of the Red Lotus Fire after the body quenching.

Of course, the effect of eyes is very big...

In fact, before entering the door, Wang Feng knew all the soul masters in the tavern clearly, and even knew their strength level, how many people were, even their age and strength, and the content of the whispers and conversations.

Most of the soul masters in the tavern looked cold and even if they whisper occasionally, they were very light. The entire tavern seemed very calm.

But Wang Feng felt it very clearly that everyone here had at least dozens of lives on their hands, and in his previous life he was a naked murderer.

Heavy murderous aura.

At this time, a waiter came over. His clothes were like the tuxedo that Wang Feng had seen in his previous life.

"Is there anything that can help you?"

The waiter asked lightly.

Although the words were very formal, the tone was extremely plain and there was no sense of respect.

Wang Feng didn't beat around the bush and replied: "Where is the entrance?"

Simple and straightforward, and get to the topic directly.

Hearing this, the waiter's face changed slightly. He looked at Wang Feng carefully, but did not speak.

At this time, the eyes of many soul masters in the tavern also changed.

"One other person wants to go in and die..."

A soul master said with a low laugh.

Obviously, they also know the capital of killing.

This situation is no longer new.

Soon, the waiter came to Wang Feng with a glass of wine and said:

"Drink it."

The wine is scarlet and emits a faint fishy smell. I don’t know what to mix it with.

Wang Feng sniffed it a little and knew that this should be blood, not ordinary blood, but blood mixed with a variety of human blood.

The waiter's meaning is very obvious. He needs to drink this special glass of wine to be qualified to enter the City of Killing.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng suddenly felt his mind: the biggest feature of the City of Killing is that the soul masters entering it cannot use their soul skills, which is equivalent to being sealed, as if they can only fight with their own physical fitness.

Without soul power, the combat power of most soul masters will decline rapidly.

So... the situation in the City of Killing is related to this glass of wine?

Only after drinking this wine and entering the capital of killing will this effect have?

The thought flashed away, and Wang Feng felt that it should be unlikely. It was probably just a test.

"If you don't drink, just tell me where the entrance is?"

Wang Feng replied.

He didn't believe in these bullshit rules, the City of Killing is a place without rules.

You can do whatever you want.

Besides, how could Wang Feng, who has a pursuit of food, drink this kind of thing?

Even in the far north, Wang Feng ate homemade ice cream, or various delicious juices, as well as small animals living in the outer circle.

waiter:"……"

The other soul masters burst into laughter.

"Little turtle, you don't even have a hair on your head, so you dare to come to such a place? You don't even dare to drink a glass of human blood. Go back and play with mud!"

The laughing soul master just now couldn't help but sneer loudly.

The other soul masters also pointed at Wang Feng and laughed continuously.

Their laughter seemed to vent the depressing atmosphere, and their faces were extremely abominable, like a thug who was planning to commit violence.

But at the next moment!

I saw Wang Feng not moving at all!

Two cold lights flashed directly from him in unknown parts!

Swish swish swish swish!

This cold blade seemed to have self-awareness, and instantly struck the necks of several soul masters at the speed of cutting the air!

In the waiter's sight, he saw only a few cold lights flashing in the air. The soul master who made a mocking laugh turned into a soul master died instantly!

Before he died, he was still staring wide, and the ridicule on his face had not disappeared! He fell to the ground with a bang!
Chapter completed!