To be honest, Qi Ling felt that he was like the one from a certain world, who also had infinite pockets, and he almost tied a bell to his neck with a bell.

After temporarily setting up a place to stay, the three of them began to discuss what they would do next. Qian Renxue planned to investigate the matter of the city that never sleeps in the city now, at least to find evidence of their here, otherwise all efforts would be in vain.

Gladiola intends to hone her mood here. The sword she practiced does not require the murderous aura here, but this murderous environment is an excellent place for her to practice.

As for Qi Ling, he planned to go to the Hell Killing Field first to see what the duel is like in this place. If he is in a good mood, maybe he will also participate in one.

The plan was decided, and the three of them began to act separately. After Qi Ling walked out, he walked directly to the hell killing field.

Not far away, Qi Ling quickly found the destination, an irregular conical building, which was getting thinner and thinner from bottom to top, with an overall height of about fifty meters.

The scale of this hell killing field is indeed quite large, only smaller than the large soul fighting field in Tiandou City. Although the black building gives people a feeling of depression, from a distance, Qi Ling can feel the blood-filled aura that can only accumulate from the blood evil spirits.

"This is indeed an uncomfortable place." Qi Ling looked up at the building and thought to himself: "If you have a chance, blow it up."

There were endless people coming and going in and out of the Hell Killing Field, and everyone looked excited. After all, this could be regarded as the only entertainment event here.

Just when Qi Ling was about to enter, he was stopped by a guard. He looked at Qi Ling's body clean and with a thin murderous aura on his body, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, where did the local buns come from? Why do you break in? Is it a newcomer and don't understand the rules?"

Qi Ling said, "Well, I am really new. If you want to get in here, are there any rules?"

"Hehe, there are only two options to get in here, one is the audience and the other is the competition!" The guard smiled and said, "People who compete must work hard! Those who watch the competition must work hard!"

"If you want to watch the game, just hand in a cup of Bloody Mary, whether it's yours or someone else's!"

Qi Ling was helpless. After all, it was the first day, so we couldn't just go in. I'd better think of a way to get a cup of bloody Mary to enter.

At this moment, a familiar figure, holding a cup of scarlet liquid in his hand, walked in from outside cursing, as if he was planning to go in and watch the game.

Qi Ling looked at this person and immediately laughed. It was really easy to get it! So he immediately stepped forward and said, "Hey! Durez, lend me what you have in your hand!"

Durez was in a bad mood today. Not only was the house snatched up, but the woman who had been with him for several months also took the opportunity to escape, which made him feel angry.

So he found a way to get a bloody Mary and was about to go in and watch the game to relieve his anger, but at this time he was stopped by Qi Ling.

"Damn it, where did you come from? You dare to call you Mr. Durez's name..." Durez was angry and wanted to make trouble, but he instantly saw Qi Ling's face, and the words behind him were immediately swallowed up.

"Well, bring it." Qi Ling stretched out his hand and used his chin to signal Durex to hand over the bloody Mary in his hand.

"Oh, ah, ah, ah, okay, take it, take it!" Durez quickly smiled and handed the bloody Mary in his hand to Qi Ling, not daring to neglect for a moment.

As a person with weak strength, Durez was able to live for so long because of his own observation of his words and expressions. He knew very well that whoever could mess with him could not mess with him.

And Qi Ling in front of him is one of the people you must not mess with.

"Well, you know your identity, I will protect you from now on!" Qi Ling said, returning to the guard and obtaining the qualification to enter.

The interior of the Hell Killing Field looks even simpler than the outside, with black blood everywhere, and it doesn't look like a regular place at all.

There is no isolation here. The outer periphery is a stand that extends upwards one by one, and the lower one is a huge open space with a diameter of over a hundred meters, which is obviously used to prepare for the contestants.

Qi Ling glanced at the audience around him and slowly walked towards the best place, but there were still several fierce men sitting there. Judging from their murderous aura, it should be the contestants here.

Then, Qi Ling found a relatively clean place and sat down. He came today and just wanted to watch the game, without any intention of causing trouble.

However, his failure to cause trouble does not mean that others are not planning to provoke him. When several men saw that Qi Ling had such a thin murderous aura, they immediately thought that a soft persimmon had come. If they didn't pinch it, it would be a waste of resources.

"Hey! Boy, don't you have eyes? Is this a place where you can sit?" A bald man said, and grabbed Qi Ling's shoulder when he came up, "Let's go, boy, go outside with me, I'll let you know what rules are."

Qi Ling glanced at the hand that was holding on his shoulder lightly and said helplessly: "Oh, isn't it good to live? Why do you have to seek death?"

"What did you say?" The man was wondering what Qi Ling said meant, but at this moment, a cluster of black flames suddenly appeared on his hand, wrapping his hand.

"What is this!" the bald man screamed, trying to extinguish the injured black flame, but no matter how hard he tried, he had no choice.

And not only that, the black flames not only showed no sign of extinguishing, but began to spread to his arms, as if using his flesh and blood as fuel.

"Let's choose, should you sacrifice an arm or a life?" Qi Ling said lightly, "If you don't hurry up, it's too late!"

After hearing Qi Ling's words, the man watched the black flames spread to his body, gritted his teeth, pulled out his companion's knife and chopped off his arm.

The arm that fell to the ground quickly turned into ashes under the burning of black flames, without even a trace of existence.

Although he had no arm, the bald man did not dare to cause trouble for Qi Ling at all, because the biggest fear of a person was not how powerful his opponent was, but what was unknown.

They couldn't understand what Qi Ling's black flames were, so they naturally had no courage to fight with Qi Ling. After suffering such a big loss, they could only admit that they were unlucky.
Chapter completed!