The Abyss Land is the arena, and Lu Feng also knew this. However, in his thoughts, the Abyss Land should be a huge square. But after he really got closer, Lu Feng realized that it was his own idea.
Too simple.
There is a square, but it does not seem to be open there. The place where the Son of Killing fights is a special room. Here, private rooms that look like prisons are interlaced, and there is a constant sound in these sturdy rooms.
A dull sound came, and there seemed to be countless collisions. Lu Feng knew that there were probably countless battles here!
"Actually, I took it for granted. It is not difficult to become a son of killing. Therefore, the number of sons of killing on a second-level life planet, accumulated over the years of adulthood, is definitely an extremely terrifying number."
"Even if there are a large number of killing places here, if it is average, I'm afraid the number of killing children in a killing place will be quite terrifying! In this case, if the squares are used to fight, it will probably be constantly and not enough.
That's it."
"Besides, the ordinary battle between Slaying Sons is like that. It's not worth using the huge venue for everyone to watch."
With a smile, Lu Feng took out the previous certificate about him and opened it. It clearly stated the number of Abyss 1847 Star 1899637. Seeing this scene, Lu Feng took a deep breath. He understood this at a glance.
The above means. The 1847 star in front should refer to the number of the second-level life planet he is currently in in the second-level killing star, and the 1899637 behind represents that he is the current life planet
The number of the Son of Killing!
"Before I, there were 1899,636 people. There are so many sons of killing on a planet. It's hard to imagine how amazing the number of these planets would be!"
"You know, although the Son of Killing is nothing to me, such existences are all geniuses in a galaxy, and they can be famous in a starry sky. And there are so many here,
Sure enough, the number of geniuses in the universe is indeed terrifying!”
At this time, the door of a room was just open. Then, a figure walked out.
When Lu Feng saw that person, he smiled slightly. Because this is indeed a person! He is the existence of the human race.
Within a few steps, he walked directly to the man. Lu Feng could feel that this man was a warrior. There was countless bloody aura spreading on his body. Without thinking, Lu Feng could know that what happened just now
What.
However, even so, he had no discomfort. In the illusion of the nine generations, Lu Feng, the golden swords and iron horses, the murderous and ferocious existence, and the existence of death under his hands, had to be calculated in billions. Although the illusion at that time, it was in the sense that it was in the sense that it was
, but Lu Feng seemed to have really experienced it.
Looking at the warrior walking past him, Lu Feng directly reached out to stop him.
At this moment, a terrifying aura spread. The man looked at Lu Feng, and faintly clenched his hands slightly, as if he was about to take action in the next moment and completely wiped out Lu Feng.
Unfortunately, Lu Feng was still the same as before for the actions of the human race's son of killing. He looked at him with a smile, without any abnormality.
"what are you up to…"
Although Lu Feng did not take action, the son of killing still felt an unprecedented danger from Lu Feng. This was a special feeling that he forged from the endless killing! So, in Lu Feng,
He spoke before he spoke.
Lu Feng smiled slightly and asked all his questions directly. The killing son of the human race saw that Lu Feng was just asking some questions, so he naturally felt relieved. In addition, he was a human race, so he did not keep it.
What, told Lu Feng everything.
It was only then that Lu Feng realized that there were so many things in it.
The place he came in now was the warrior area. There are tens of thousands of small arenas similar to the killing land. Among them, it is divided into many areas, which are used for the fighting of the sons of killing in different realms.
"The lowest threshold for the fight for the Son of Killing is the advanced warrior, then there are four areas: the evolutionary warrior, the drastic warrior, and the perfect warrior. Strong people of different levels must fight in different areas."
"If you want to become the Heaven of Killing, you will have to fight at least ten games before you can apply for the battle of the Heaven of Killing. This is really a bit troublesome..."
For Lu Feng, this is indeed a bit troublesome. After all, the fight between the Heaven of Killing or the God of Killing has no help to him at all. Or only the confrontation between the Emperor of Killing can give him a full battle.
Impulsive. Other competitions cannot make Lu Feng have the urge to fight.
"With all my strength, I completely exploded, enough to fight against the strongest God of Heaven. Although the God of Heaven had no trump card in the illusion that appeared, he was at least the existence of the Emperor of Killing.
.And once I display my last trump card, I can completely suppress the high-level warrior-level God of Heaven-Slaying!”
Lu Feng's biggest trump card is the strange power generated in the divine land. The blessing of this power is equivalent to combining his mind master and warrior into one, with extremely terrifying and incredible power. At that time, he could definitely suppress it.
The God of Heaven-Slaying who is at the same level does not display any trump card.
"However, such strength is not enough! If you want to attack the King of Killing, then you will be almost there with these alone!"
"Unless, unless my understanding above martial arts can enter the 'realm'! Then, by the time, relying on the explosion of all the cards, I will be qualified to attack the King of Killing!"
"So, in these battles, let me try to break through!"
As Lu Feng thought, he had already arrived in the black area.
The black area is the area that belongs to the advanced warriors. Red is the evolutionary warriors. Purple is the drastic warriors. As for the most powerful perfect warriors, it is a pale color.
Looking at the densely packed rooms, Lu Feng's eyes showed a thoughtful look. Soon, he put down his expression and Lu Feng walked directly towards a room.
On that room, numbers 9-10 were clearly displayed. From the Slaughter Son of the Human Clan, Lu Feng already knew what this meant.
The first 10 represents the number of people that can be accommodated in this killing land. The next 9 is the number of people in the room. In the killing land, it is not entirely a one-on-one killing battle, most of which are
In the case of this, it is all melee. Only by successfully landing in the center of the killing battlefield can we face our opponents one by one.
Opening the door full of countless secrets, Lu Feng walked directly into it.
The moment he entered the gate, a powerful will of killing roared over, almost submerging Lu Feng. He took a deep breath, and Lu Feng looked at the nine figures in the room, with a playful smile on his face.
The nine figures in the room were obviously not human beings. But this was not because Lu Feng was strange. So he showed that expression, just because of the expressions of these nine people at this moment! They were all extremely addicted to them at this moment.
Looking at Lu Feng with blood, it seemed that some agreement had been reached before Lu Feng came in. Lu Feng did not feel any surprises in this situation.
After all, this is a place of killing, and there is no reason for anyone here. It seems that nothing is wrong to cooperate with each other to erase a person at the lowest cost. Unfortunately, they chose the wrong person!
Looking at these people, Lu Feng didn't even have a gaze, and went directly to kill a senior warrior from a foreign race.
One punch, just one punch! This is Lu Feng's punch after he merged the nine-fold destructive amplitude "quality". It has powerful power. With his six-fold perfect body, it is not something that ordinary people can resist.
The nine people in the room were all the Slaying Sons, and there was no problem with this. In the eyes of others, the Sons of Slaying may be considered a very terrifying strong man, but in Lu Feng's eyes, they were just Er'er!
This punch made the nine people in the room pale. They finally understood that this time they had fallen. And falling means they are dead...
After coming out of the room, Lu Feng still looked spotless. Looking at the surrounding rooms, Lu Feng smiled slightly and walked over again.
"Easy to suppress ten people, you can get advanced. Now there are only nine in one battle, you only need to be one..."
"It's just a pity that I still haven't tried to kill..."
The illusion of the nine generations made Lu Feng understand too much. This universe is a world where the strong are respected. And in this abyss of killing, it is a world where killing is rampant. Here, if you don’t kill people, then
There is no other situation when Lu Feng takes action, so when he takes action, he has no sympathy. After all, his opponents must have been stained with countless blood. Unfortunately, Lu Feng also ended up doing so.
They did not kill them, but they were suppressed with one punch. Although they were seriously injured and dying, they did not erase these people in the end.
Lu Feng understood that he was still a little too kind. He shook his head with a slightly bitter smile, and Lu Feng finally decided not to think about these things anymore.
Turning around, he came to another vacant room. Looking at the 4-3 room, Lu Feng showed a bright smile and walked in directly...
"Well, it's true that he is a genius. The attack just now has evolved the quality to the limit. He is almost about to come into contact with the "realm". Regardless of his qualifications, his understanding has definitely reached a terrifying level in terms of his understanding.
To the extent. Even if you look at the gods of killing, you may be in the top ranks…”