Chapter 378: Yum Road to Hell

"That's right, I got a good thing."

Ye Xishui became interested, "What is it?"

"A treasure that can make people directly become gods."

Ye Xishui paused for a moment.

"Then do youNot..."

"Guaranteed to become a god. "Su Bai said the four words very easily, "The only thing left is to upgrade the level of the god. "

Ye Xishui took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.

"Young Master, sometimes I am really curious about where you are. "

"When I become a god, maybe I will know. "

Su Bai clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, the killing fields are still waiting for us. Today is my fiftieth match, and my opponent should be much stronger. "

Ye Xishui picked up the soul cannon leaning against the wall and followed.

"Young Master, the matching mechanism after fifty games will put people with similar wins together. According to this rule, the opponent behind must be at least a soul saint of level 70 or above. "

"Level seventy? Su Bai didn't take it seriously, "It's not difficult for me to hit four levels of seventy by myself." "

"I said the lowest. "Ye Xishui glanced at him, "There is no shortage of desperadoes in the killing city. What if we meet an old guy in his eighties? "

"Then let him experience the power of the auspicious beast. "

Ye Xishui shook his head, too lazy to argue with him about this.

The two walked out of the stone building and merged into the streets in the inner city of the killing capital that were always filled with the smell of blood.

……

The days passed like this day by day.

Killing field, stone tower, killing field, stone tower.

Su Bai and Ye Xishui's life was simple and rough. They killed people during the day and went back to indulge with Ye Xishui at night.

For Su Bai, the first fifty games were like chopping vegetables. With the sixty-ninth level soul power and the suppression of the sacred attributes of the Qilin Martial Spirit, those fallen people on the field who were in their thirties, forties, forties and fifties simply couldn't hold on for two breaths.

But after fifty games, the situation began to change.

The matching mechanism groups strong players with close wins into one group, and the level of the opponents Su Bai faces soars.

In the fifty-fifth game, a level 73 soul saint appeared in front of the opponent. His martial soul was of the bear type. That guy was covered in gray soul power, and one punch could create a three-meter-deep hole in the ground.

Su Bai used the Kirin Holy Fire to directly penetrate his defense, and it took twelve seconds to end the battle.

In the sixty-eighth game, two opponents above level 70 appeared at the same time. One is the control soul saint who controls poisonous snakes, and the other is the agility attack soul emperor holding two swords.

Su Bai directly sealed his throat with the Holy Spirit Sword.

The whole journey takes no more than half a minute.

In the seventy-ninth scene, Su Bai met an eighty-one level Contra.

That was an old man with scars on his face, his martial spirit was a blood-eating bat, he had killed countless people, and his whole body exuded a strong and nauseating smell of blood.

Su Bai played this game for nearly two minutes.

It's not that he can't beat him, it's that he is deliberately honing his fighting skills and combat details.

Not to mention Ye Xishui.

A ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo is a dimension-reducing strike in this killing field. Even the strongest opponent she matched couldn't last five seconds in front of her.

The only variable appeared in the eighty-seventh game.

Among Ye Xishui's opponents in that scene was a skinny old man wearing a tattered black robe.

His soul power fluctuates extremely strangely, and his whole body exudes an aura of corruption. His martial soul is a dark skeleton hand.

As soon as Ye Xishui fell down, the old man's body shattered into black mist, and then condensed again five meters away.

"Interesting. "Ye Xishui said these two words at that time.

Then she activated the Blood Soul Demon Puppet Martial Spirit, and the pitch-black scythe drew a huge arc in the air, and half of the field, including the black mist, was split open with one knife.

The old man didn't even have a chance to regroup, and immediately fell into disarray.

Ye Xishui conveniently took away his soul fragments with the spherical soul guide and walked off the field expressionlessly.

So far, her prototype of the Tower of Death has accumulated thousands of soul fragments.

When Su Bai returned to Shilou at night, Ye Xishui was sitting on the windowsill playing with the spherical soul guide.

Light green light circulated at her fingertips, and the densely packed soul fragments inside were faintly visible.

"How much more is left? "Su Bai asked.

"We are still far away from the completion of the Death Tower. Take your time, don't rush this. "

Ye Xishui put away the soul guide, "And it's not just the soul. It lacks core materials. We can't find metal of sufficient grade in this era. "

"I'll ask Zi Ji to keep an eye on it for you later. "

"Um. "

Three months passed in this regular to almost boring rhythm.

Su Bai's winning streak reached ninety-nine games.

He looked up at Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui also nodded.

"Tomorrow is the 100th game. "

Su Bai said:

"After winning a hundred games in a row, it's the road to hell. "

Ye Xishui asked,

"Young Master, the road to hell is no better than a killing field. You said the first level was the inner demon world. The inner demons and illusions inside are constructed based on the deepest obsessions of the challengers. Are you sure? "

Su Bai was stunned, inner demon?

What is his inner demon?

What if it's the memories of past lives, the past that was teased by fate?

Or is it the greed in this life, the desire for power, the possessiveness of women, and the plundering of Tang San, the son of fate?

Su Bai himself couldn't tell for sure.

But he knew one thing.

"The inner demon is something that you are afraid of and dare not face. "

Su Bai leaned on the head of the bed, with his hands behind his head.

"Everything I, Su Bai, have done, whether it's calculations or taking, I've never felt there was anything wrong. "

"That's the kind of person I am. "

Ye Xishui looked at him for a while and suddenly smiled.

"The young master is indeed the young master. "

"nonsense. "

Su Bai turned over and suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, there has been no movement from the King of Slaughter in the past three months? "

"The bat eyeliner he sent has been watching outside the building. "

Ye Xishui's tone was calm,

"But there was no further action. It is estimated that Tang Chen's conscious counterattack prevented him from taking any action. "

"That's good. "

Su Bai closed his eyes.

Tomorrow, the 100th game.

Then, the road to hell.

The realm of the God of Killing, the Shura God Test.

"Xishui. "

"Um? "

"After the 100th game tomorrow, we will enter the Hell Road. I don't know if the King of Slaughter has any backup plan. "

Ye Xishui raised his eyebrows, "Backhand? No matter what, you are not our opponent? "

Su Bai smiled, hugged Ye Xishui and began to indulge in today's joy.

Outside the stone building, under the eternal bloody sky of the Killing City, a small dark red bat hovered silently in mid-air, its small dark eyes staring straight at the window on the third floor.

In the dark palace in the deepest part of the Killing City, on a stone throne soaked in blood, a tall figure suddenly opened his eyes.

"The hundredth game..."

The hoarse voice echoed in the empty palace.

"Are two more killing gods going to appear in the city of killing? "