Chapter 436

After saying goodbye to Zhu Zhuqing, Lingmo set foot on the journey of the capital of killing alone

Since Lingmo swaggered on the mainland that day, the mainland has been surging for a time. Everyone is curious about what Lingmo means this time.

You know, Lingmo's current identity is too special. No one doesn't know the name of Lingmo.

Therefore, his sudden reappearance must have something great happened.

And they soon knew about it.

Before Dugu Bo left, he asked the disciples of Tianji pavilion to go down to the mainland to inform the small forces that the eight party parliament would be held in ghost gate one month later.

The remaining top forces, such as the seven sects, the two empires, and the Wu soul hall, will be invited by Dugu Bo himself.

But... This matter will wait until Dugu Bo comes back from Beidi.

Before Lingmo left the ghost gate, Dugu Bo also set out. Led by Kunpeng, tens of thousands of ghost gate disciples rushed to the north to prepare for defense.

The matter of Tianmen can't be solved until Lingmo comes back. All the plans have entered the track, waiting for the luoshengmen incident.

"Capital of killing! This is the killing capital known as the paradise of sin? "

Lingmo came to the capital of killing alone. He could feel the anger and heavy anger in the capital of killing for miles.

But where is the entrance to the capital of killing? Lingmo doesn't know. According to the description in the original book, it should be related to this tavern

When she comes to a tavern on the Gobi desert, Lingmo plans to have a rest here.

Just entering the tavern, the people in the tavern immediately cast hostile eyes

"Boss, serve the wine..."

Entering the tavern, Lingmo felt the murderous spirit in all directions. Obviously... These people around have taken Lingmo as prey.

In this regard, Lingmo didn't say anything. The strength of these people didn't make him afraid.

He just needs to move his fingers. All these people have to die here.

Soon, the waiter of the shop brought up a cup of bright red blood. It also had a special name called bright red agate

Needless to guess, this cup of bright red agate is human blood, fresh human blood.

"Oh, a weak little boy just came a few months ago, and another one today!

Has the mainland not reached this point? Can't find a man? "

Next came a sarcasm. This sarcasm was about the appearance of Lingmo.

That's right... Lingmo is too delicate and thin. Although she looks handsome, she has the spirit of scholar, which is not in line with the aesthetics of the capital of killing.

Here, only a big man with a tiger back and a bear waist can be called a handsome man. In their eyes, muscle is the thing that can represent beauty

Listening to their tone, it seemed that Tang San had just left a few months ago. That is to say, after Tang San awakened the blood of the blue silver emperor, his appearance had changed. Like Lingmo, he looked so unbearable in the eyes of these people.

"No! Little doll, you can't come here if you want. Go home and drink milk as soon as possible, ha ha... "

The sound of irony came, Lingmo's right hand moved gently, and a sword spirit flew out in an instant.

The man who spoke wildly just now suddenly disintegrated into a blood mist, which filled the whole tavern.

"What!"

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

Lingmo shocked everyone directly. They thought that the young man who had just left a few months ago was strong enough.

I didn't expect this one to be more cruel today. Are people like this so cruel these days?

The bright red agate Lingmo didn't drink. 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. Lingmo looked around and found that the three men and one woman in the corner were still busy with something passionate.

The 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?

Lingmo took a cold look and felt disgusted. He slapped the four people in the past. The four people were directly slapped to death by Lingmo.

For these outlaws, Lingmo has no patience and will not reserve any kindness to them.

Capital of killing? Since it is the heaven of sin, Lingmo let them feel what is real killing

"Say! Where is the entrance to the capital of killing? "

Lingmo gently grabbed her right hand, and the waiter a few meters away was directly caught by Lingmo, locking the throat of fate.

The man was extremely frightened. Lingmo was so overbearing at the beginning, which made them feel panic when they often touch and roll on the edge of death.

You know, what haven't they seen? But Lingmo is like this. It's the first time they've seen

"Hum, you are also qualified to enter the capital of killing?"

Several people stood up dissatisfied. They thought Lingmo was not qualified to enter the capital of killing.

They linger nearby because they are not qualified to enter the capital of killing. Lingmo wants to enter the capital of killing. This skill alone is not enough

"Oh? Looks like you're tired of living? "

Lingmo looked coldly. They only saw a strong light from his eyes. The man who spoke just now was beaten into a blood mist by Lingmo.

It's so overbearing. If anyone dares to say no, Lingmo will kill and bury it.

"Who the hell is this man? Doesn't he know the rules of the capital of killing? "

"Rules? It seems that the rules are only used to restrict us, right? For his cruel role, the so-called rules don't seem to restrict him... "

The whole tavern was in a panic. Lingmo looked at them and really wanted to laugh.

"You guys, who call themselves degenerates, have a little fear in your heart?

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

You let me down! The so-called capital of killing is just like this... "

In the sneer, Lingmo's sarcasm is like a sharp sword through these people's hearts.

"Shut up, can you insult the capital of killing? Boy, do you really want to die? "

The waiter, whose throat was locked by Lingmo, cried discontentedly. Who ever thought... As soon as he finished speaking, Lingmo directly crushed his neck.

"You seem to forget that your life is still in my hands! Before making cruel remarks, the ancestors cleared themselves. Can they bear my anger... "

He crushed the waiter with one hand, and Lingmo said with a sneer.

He has found the entrance to the capital of killing, hidden under the service counter.

Therefore, he no longer needs this small role. For this small role of cruel words, Lingmo can kill as soon as he can.

They have been operating here for so long. People die here every day. Their hands are covered with blood.

These people are not worth regretting

Lingmo finally took a look at the big men behind him. He was not interested in them. He went directly to the entrance of the capital of killing, opened the lid and jumped down

Just jumped out of the capital of killing, facing him was a long black gun, which stabbed Lingmo fiercely.

"Seek death..."