In the palace of the King of Slaughter, the King of Slaughter, who was sitting on the throne to rest, suddenly opened his eyes.
Because he felt someone walking in at the door, and when he saw that the person who came in was his most capable subordinate, he closed his eyes again and spoke in a cold tone.
"What happened? You look so flustered..."
The girl in black veil bowed her head respectfully and briefly told the King of Slaughter what had just happened at the door.
The King of Slaughter narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
"What did you say? That man seems to be stronger than me? Are you sure you are not lying?"
"Great king, I dare not lie to you. The oppressive feeling that man gave me just now was indeed stronger than yours. Moreover, he said arrogantly that the rules are for ordinary people like us, but they cannot restrain him."
The girl in black veil imitated Zhao Ling's tone and repeated Zhao Ling's words again, which made the King of Slaughter's pupils shrink suddenly, and he hurriedly asked.
"Did he come alone? Or was there anyone else with him?"
The girl in black veil lowered her head and said: "There is a very beautiful woman beside him. They should be a couple."
The King of Slaughter did not ask any more questions. Instead, he stood up from the throne and flew quickly out of the palace.
The girl in black veil knew that the King of Slaughter must be worried, so he wanted to meet the man in person, but she did not leave with him.
The King of Killing flew all the way out of the palace and released his mental power to search for strangers in the huge city of killing.
After searching for nearly ten minutes, the King of Killing finally found a strange target who was highly suspected to be the couple.
At this time, Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong were walking on the complicated and chaotic streets of the City of Slaughter. A few blind people saw Bibi Dong's beautiful face and actually blocked their way.
But when those people wanted to step forward and tease Bibi Dong, their heads strangely floated up from their necks and rolled to the ground.
Then the headless bodies of those people fell to the ground one after another, without any life at all. This made many people who wanted to tease Bibi Dong stop in their tracks.
What on earth happened just now? Why did those people suddenly die? Obviously, these two people did not do anything. This is too weird.
Zhao Ling didn't care about those people who died suddenly and strangely. Anyway, there were almost no good people who came to the City of Slaughter.
It was mentioned in the original book that the City of Slaughter itself is a paradise of sin. Most of the people who come here are extremely vicious criminals who have done some illegal things in the outside world and were forced to come to this place where they can lose their lives at any time.
Of course, there are also a few people who come here to improve their strength and want to hone themselves in this extreme environment so that they can grow better.
However, there are very few such people, so Zhao Ling did not feel any psychological pressure to kill them. The ability he just used was the Death Domain possessed by his second martial soul, the Death Scythe.
He comprehended the Death Realm after obtaining the eighth soul ring. The effect is quite explosive and can easily wipe out targets with lower mental strength than his own within a range of 200 meters.
Since the Death God's Domain cannot be considered a soul skill, Zhao Ling can easily use the power of the Death God's Domain in this City of Slaughter.
When he wiped out Scott's mount before, he also used the effect of the Death Realm, which was very effective in scaring people.
At this moment, the pupils of the King of Killing who was observing this scene in the air suddenly shrank, because in his field of vision, a strange figure wearing a jet-black cloak and holding a huge sickle in his hand, more than ten meters tall, appeared around the man just now.
The strange figure that was more than ten meters tall just swung the huge sickle at those people, and their heads fell to the ground. Even the cut surface was as neat as a mirror, and there was no blood spilling out of them.
It's too weird, really too weird. Anyway, the King of Killing feels that he can't do it.
At this moment, the King of Killing noticed that the man had a sarcastic smile on his face and glanced at the sky where he was with a meaningful look.
At the same time, the strange figure, who was more than ten meters tall, wearing a jet-black cloak and holding a huge sickle, also raised his head and glanced at him coldly.
Suddenly, the King of Slaughter felt an extremely strong sense of uneasiness, and he realized that the man must have discovered him.
Just this agile mental power is enough to show that this person's strength is absolutely unfathomable, probably even greater than his own. Now he is looking at him with such eyes, obviously warning him.
The King of Killing didn't want to stay any longer, so he turned around and left, soon disappearing into the sky.
However, Zhao Ling grinned upon seeing this, revealing a cold expression, which frightened many of the onlookers who saw the strange deaths of those people and made them either lower their heads or turn around and run away, not daring to look directly at Zhao Ling and the other person.
Few people can see the huge and strange figure in Zhao Ling's Death Domain. Apart from Zhao Ling himself, the only ones who can see it so far are demigod-level powerhouses like Tang Chen, Poseidon and Qian Daoliu.
In other words, the minimum requirement to be able to see the huge strange figure in Zhao Ling's Death Realm is to be a demigod-level powerhouse. As for whether they can defeat this strange figure after seeing it, that is another matter.
Seeing that no one was stopping him anymore, Zhao Ling retracted his Death Field and pulled Bibi Dong towards the center of the City of Slaughter.
At this moment, the King of Slaughter had returned to his palace. His extremely serious expression was seen by the Messenger of Slaughter, who hurriedly asked tentatively.
"Great King, what's wrong? Why do you look so bad?"
The King of Slaughter frowned and said to the Slaughter Messenger: "Pass the order to me, and make sure to take good care of the two guests. No matter what they ask for, you must try your best to satisfy them.
If anyone dares to disrespect them, I will skin him alive if I find out. Anyway, try to cooperate with them and let them leave as soon as possible!"
The Messenger of Slaughter immediately understood that the King of Slaughter must have seen something horrible, otherwise he would not have said that he would try his best to satisfy any requests made by the two men.
She quickly lowered her head and said, "Yes, sir. I will definitely remind them and will never cause any trouble for you."
"Well...you can leave now." The King of Killing waved his hand, and the Messenger of Killing hurriedly left the palace.
The King of Slaughter frowned more and more at this time: "Where did this man come from? I have never seen him before. And who is the strange figure holding the huge sickle? Why does he give me a very dangerous feeling..."