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——Once the killing field of hell is opened, only one out of ten people can survive.
Even if the soul bone is snatched, it cannot be absorbed immediately and converted into combat power.
The right way is to kill the powerful opponent first.
For a while.
Tang Lan, this "little baby", was ignored by no one.
He was also happy with it.
Sit on the mountain nearby and watch the tiger fight, and feel the brutality of the fight up close.
He wants to do a test.
Look at what others have killed. Can the evil eye absorb the breath of death?
I feel a little uncomfortable today, so I’ll update the basics~
Chapter 227 Mental skills, kill everyone in an instant!
After a lot of fighting, the first deceased appeared.
The evil eye appeared automatically and absorbed a wisp of black energy.
The life span skyrocketed by 500 years!
Tang Lan raised his eyebrows!
It seems that I didn't absorb it just now. It is indeed a matter of distance.
Since you can be lazy.
Tang Lan took out a handful of melon seeds and stood by, cracking them with relish.
Wait for the death energy to enter the account.
The audience who could see it all laughed out loud.
“Where did this little baby come from, thinking he’s here to play house?”
"Wait until he cries later!"
"You won't be scared enough to call me mom, will you?"
"That shouldn't be the case. The most you can do is wet your pants."
"Hahaha--"
Tang Lan ignored these ridicules.
Tang San, on the other hand, couldn't help it and was about to speak up to support his brother.
"Weigh your own importance before causing trouble." Tang Hao said lightly: "If you are targeted, I will not care about you."
Tang San froze!
He looked at Tang Hao in disbelief, aren't you my father?
And
"Aren't you the one who dotes on my brother the most? Why are you just listening to him being ridiculed?"
"Does talking nonsense work?" Tang Hao sighed and said, "I've been following Lan'er for so long, why can't I learn to be smart?"
Tang San is autistic.
I'm thinking about what's wrong.
Tang Lan below had already begun to slap him in the face.
A seven-ringed soul saint holding a nine-section whip killed his opponent with his own slight injury and won the final victory.
He walked towards Tang Lan with a grim smile.
"Little guy, it's for your sake to give me the soul bone."
"boom!"
I haven't finished my harsh words yet.
Tang Lan Python raised his hand and fired a shot with his revolver. With the blessing of mental power, the bullet was so fast that he couldn't react in time. It penetrated the protective soul power and hit his head.
He lay dead with his eyes open.
The scene was silent for a second.
Burst violently!
"What is this?"
"You actually killed the Nine-section Snake in seconds?"
"It's just a sneak attack using an external object while the person is not on guard."
"I can fuck you too!"
Everyone was talking about it.
But it couldn't be stopped, the referee announced -
"No. 9527 wins!"
Wisps of bloody aura gathered towards Tang Lan.
Inject it into his body and disappear without a trace.
But in Tang Lan's mental power, they were hidden in the meridians.
As the spiritual power circulates, it seeps in little by little.
It was driven into his brain and immersed in his spiritual world.
This is both a process of transformation and a process of influence.
But no matter what happens in the end, he will undoubtedly become stronger.
The difference is whether they will be soaked with murderous energy and lose themselves.
"Player No. 9527, you can leave the court now," the referee reminded.
Tang Lan came back to his senses and grinned.
"I reject."
"I'm going to take part in the next kill."
"Those who want soul bones are on a first-come, first-served basis~"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd became excited!
"Young people, don't be too arrogant!"
"It's just a sneak attack to win, how dare you!"
"Let me teach you how to behave!"
"Add me one!"
"Death, kid!"
Cursing and cursing.
In just ten seconds, the Hell Killing Fields was filled with ten people.
It can be said to be the fastest opening.
The referee said crisply: "The killing begins!"
The nine people who were eliminated this time had a clear and consistent goal.
Aimed at Tang Lan.
"Kill this brat first and get the soul bone first!"
"Yes! Save him from sneak attacks again!"
"Side by shoulder!"
Nine people came from all directions, holding weapons and opening their martial spirits, and rushed towards Tang Lan.
This made Tang Lan a little regretful.
Can't go to the theater anymore.
Then that's it.
Let’s fight quickly!
Tang Lan picked up the python revolver with both hands and attracted everyone's attention.
In fact, he used the ultimate ice to condense nine palm-sized ice knives under his feet.
And under the camouflage of mirror flowers and water moon, the color is almost the same as the ground.
Driven by spiritual power, it flew close to the ground and killed nine people.
"Bang bang bang!"
The Python revolver fired continuously with great force.
But no one was hurt, and all the bullets were deflected.
He was about to laugh a few times.
The nine ice knives came quietly, struck directly at the heart and passed through the chest. The remaining ice energy froze it into an ice sculpture.
Kill with one blow!
"Bam—"
"Crash-"
Nine people fell to the ground almost at the same time, falling all over the ground.