Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The Devil's Palace is an iron tower suspended in mid-air.

The tower is not high.

But it was covered with strange lightning.

Gives a very strange feeling.

At the entrance, a blood-red portal gleaming, like a bloodthirsty monster, ready to swallow the martial arts stepping into it.

Under the hall of ghosts and demons, a house was built.

All the stones in the bloody battlefield are used.

It can be seen that it has been built for a long time.

Many Warriors of Divine Vein coming from all over the world have gathered here, and it is clear that they all came towards the Devil's Palace.

Ling Xiao naturally came.

From the mouth of the third man, he learned about the ghost hall, how could he miss the opportunity?

Through the peeping of Taiji eyes, he found a strange black breath around the ghost hall.

These breaths are terrible.

But even so, it cannot resist people's desires.

Everyone knows that there are good things in the ghost hall.

I want to get some.

The Devil Palace will only open once every five years, and every five years, there will be ten powerful soldiers from the Shendan Realm gathered here.

Recruit the warrior of the gods to enter the secret.

But the trouble is that this ghost hall can only enter ten people at a time.

Therefore, if there are many people coming, some selection will be required.

Anyone in the bloody battlefield knows this and calls it the "Ghost Demon Trial."

The opportunity once every five years, as long as anyone who knows about the demons of the demons is not willing to miss it.

Ling Xiao naturally also signed up.

He learned that in the demo contest of the Devil Palace, the "ten-game system" was implemented.

This means that all the warriors who come here want to enter the Devil's Palace.

Everyone has to play ten games, and ultimately see the winners and losers to decide the top ten.

The winner fights the winner, and the loser fights the loser.

In addition, there is a special rule: anyone who can win five games in a row can be directly promoted to become a member of the Devil's Palace.

Ling Xiao probably glanced at it, although many people come here to see the lively people.

But the actual registration is basically about 100 people.

There are not many people.

Because the winners fight the winners, the opponents they meet are naturally stronger and stronger.

It is very difficult to win five games in a row.

...

About an hour or so, ten Shendan Realm Warriors appeared.

Ling Xiao didn't know yet? That was the boss of the Jieyi Association, but he didn't care.

Anyway, those twelve people were destroyed by him.

What happened there, the boss will not know.

Outside the house, above an empty lot.

An empty space has long been drawn.

About five or six hundred meters square.

"Not much nonsense. The selection of ghost halls every five years. Let's start now."

One of the masters of Shendan Realm said aloud.

As his voice sounded, the scene suddenly became quiet.

Participants began to draw their own numbers.

After the draw, Ling Xiao stood among the 100 contestants.

Waiting for the game to start.

"This brother, his face is very good, my name is Chen Qian, how do I call it?"

Perhaps it was a relationship that stood close, and someone beside him greeted Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao!"

Ling Xiao did not refuse people thousands of miles away.

In the bloody battlefield, although it is full of killings, sometimes making some friends is also very helpful to yourself.

"Sure enough, it's new.

This is the second time I have participated in this trial."

Chen Qian is obviously familiar.

When I caught someone, I said endlessly.

"Did you know? In this trial, a few people have to pay special attention.

Especially Heiyu Hefeng Xiaomeng!

These two people should be the most powerful of us.

But be careful."

Ling Xiao looked at the black feather and Feng Xiaomeng mentioned by Chen Qian.

That black feather had even a pair of black wings.

Doesn't look human

Through the Tai Chi eye, he can recognize the strength of this person, the nine senses of God's veins are indeed extremely powerful.

As for that wind Xiaomeng, it is also a nine-fold cultivation of the divine realm, but it is an upright human being.

It looks very lively.

It's not a human appearance.

"Thank you Brother Chen for reminding."

Ling Xiao thanked.

"Yes."

Chen Qian smiled.

No matter what the purpose of this person is, these words always help Ling Xiao.

At least he can accurately grasp the strong man's information.

At this moment, the trial has already begun.

In the tenth game, the one named Black Feather appeared.

As Chen Qian said, the strength of this black feather should not be underestimated.

He can exert a weird force field.

"Black Wind Field!"

While releasing this force field, his whole body will have a strange black wind.

The strong wind formed a tornado.

His opponent has no resistance at all.

In a black storm, even breathing is very difficult.

Eventually, he vomited blood and died.

This is a bloody battlefield, there is no sympathy and compassion.

Killing is just commonplace.

No one would say that he did not do well.

"Too strong! Sure enough, it is Black Feather!"

Seeing the performance of Hei Yu, everyone could not help but show a horrified expression.

Not to mention the contestants, as well as the onlookers, did not understand how Black Feather actually won.

In fact, the Black Storm never touched the opponent.

"What a powerful fighting spirit, actually forced the other party to suffocate and die.

This guy is definitely a terrible opponent."

Ling Xiao's Tai Chi eyes naturally saw through Hei Yu's attack.

It is the oppression of war.

One trick to defeat the enemy, this black feather, can make many people show cowardice.

But Chen Qian didn't seem to care.

This guy is very interesting.

Ling Xiao tried to look at Chen Qian with Tai Chi, but found that there should be some magic weapon in Chen Qian.

His practice was isolated, making Tai Chi eyes unable to see through.

This made him more concerned.

So when Chen Qian appeared, he paid special attention to it.

It can be basically judged that Chen Qian's strength is estimated to be equivalent to that of Hei Yu, and even in experience, I am afraid that it will be even stronger.

This is an old fox.

Ling Xiao reminded herself to be more careful.

I met Chen Ming before, a newcomer killer.

Now I meet Chen Qian again. Although there are many people with the same surname, Ling Xiao is still willing to believe that there is a relationship between these two guys.

Because they do look a bit similar.

Soon after Chen Qian shot, it was Feng Xiaomeng's turn.

Feng Xiaomeng's opponent is a nine-fold warrior with a divine sense.

So it is not so easy to deal with.

Kefeng Xiaomeng still solved his opponent within ten strokes with his terrifying speed and body style.

She possesses the spirit of wind martial arts, and she seems to focus on body training.

The attack is weaker, but the speed is surprisingly fast.

"Ling Xiao, to Zhang Beiyun!"

Suddenly, a voice rang from the rostrum.

The man named Zhang Beiyun, who exhibited an exquisite body, instantly reached the center of the war zone.

Ling Xiao walked slowly.

So Zhang Beiyun got cheers from the audience.

Ling Xiao was despised.

But he didn't care, what he wanted was not the praise of those people, but victory.

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