, wonderful and free of pop-ups! What walked out of the fire door was a skinny old giant with a heavy aura of death around him, as if he was not a living person, but a corpse demon.
This old man is said to be a giant, but in fact he is only fourteen to five feet tall. He is not the kind of giant that can easily reach hundreds or thousands of feet. The skin all over his body is exposed, stiff and black and blue. He has been dead for an unknown period of time. Only his lower body has a ring around his crotch. Although the animal skin is old, it still retains a trace of the ferocious beast. It was obviously peeled off from some extremely powerful ferocious beast.
There were shackles locked between his feet, making it extremely inconvenient to walk, and he even wore a gold hoop on his head. The wrist is free, and he is holding a serrated giant sword on his shoulder. The giant sword is covered with rust and blood. After a long time, it still gives people a thrilling killing atmosphere. Obviously, when the sword is intact, It was once an ancient magic weapon of high quality.
He moves slowly, stiffly, and is imprisoned by chains. Every step he takes seems to take a long time. However, every step he takes makes the ground of Di Liuli City shake like an earthquake, and it seems that he does this entirely with physical strength. Well, this is a bit scary.
You know, there are many strong people in Liuli City, and formations are reinforced everywhere. In important places like Daguangming Temple, the formations are even more powerful. Even if the Immortal Lord uses all his strength, he may not be able to shake this place. However, this corpse demon giant can easily do this.
Even if this physical power has not reached the level of an Immortal Emperor, it is probably still at the level of a high-level Immortal King!
"The second round of seizing the mausoleum is divided into two parts, one is the trial of strength, and the other is the trial of illusion. This old corpse demon should be the one who will preside over the trial of strength..." Ning Fan thought to himself, When his spiritual thoughts touched the old man's body, he was slightly surprised.
The skin and flesh of the old man's corpse seemed to have been refined through some kind of secret ritual. As soon as his spiritual thoughts came into contact, they were bounced out and could not penetrate deeper.
Although he couldn't penetrate deeply, Ning Fan still sensed a trace of the ancient demon's deeply hidden aura from the old man's body...
No wonder this old man's physical strength is so terrifying, he can shake the entire Liuli City at every turn. It turns out that he was actually an ancient demon during his lifetime...
As soon as the corpse demon old man walked out of the fire door, the residents of Liuli City outside the square suddenly burst into boos. Their expressions ranged from contempt to fear to indifference.
This made Ning Fan unable to understand.
Once upon a time, the person who presided over the first round of seizing the mausoleum for the southern Xinjiang grassland was also a corpse demon. But as soon as the corpse demon appeared, thousands of people bowed down and worshiped him. It was obvious that his status was very noble.
And this old corpse demon seems to have an extremely humble status. No one kneels down to worship him. Some residents of Liuli City who are not weak in cultivation are throwing rotten eggs and rotten cabbage at the old corpse demon from outside the square from a distance of several thousand feet. …
It's so boring and ridiculous that a person with a certain level of cultivation is doing the same thing as ordinary people throwing cabbage and eggs... But Ning Fan doesn't know why, but he can't laugh.
The corpse demon old man's face was stiff and expressionless, and he just walked out of the fire door in shackles. He has low intelligence and empty eyes. He doesn't understand why so many people throw rotten cabbage and rotten eggs at him, but they don't pay any attention to it. He was carrying the rusty giant sword, his spine was not bent, and the egg white and egg liquid was clearly dripping down his face, but he raised his thin neck arrogantly, and in the disdainful and fearful eyes of the residents of Liulic City, he held his head high like a triumphant The returning general.
That unyielding aura must have been the last posture the old man retained before his death. Although he is now dead and has become a corpse demon with low intelligence, he still has not lowered his head.
It seemed that something was infecting Ning Fan from the corpse demon old man, causing his expression to become solemn unconsciously. He slowly closed his eyes, and the hand hidden in his sleeve secretly shot out a gust of magic power, blowing Some rotten eggs and rotten cabbage were thrown at the old man from a very far distance, and they were all blown away...
"Damn it, who brought up the strong wind and blew my rotten eggs away!"
"Hmph! Could it be that someone is taking pity on this corpse demon with the title of Shen! It's really ridiculous!"
"Zombie demons with the name Shen are all sinners!"
Curses were everywhere, but naturally no one knew that it was Ning Fan who had done it.
boom!
The old corpse demon walked slowly to the bottom of the high platform. With a bang, he stuck the rusty giant sword on the ground. Then he faced the five emperors of Zhongzhou on the high platform and bowed with his fists slowly and stiffly, without bending his back.
"Shen...twenty-three...see...the five majesties..."
The words of the old man named Shen Ersan were like thunder, echoing in the place. Some people with poor cultivation could not bear the sound and were shaken to the point of dizziness.
Some residents of Liulic City started talking about it after the old man said it.
Ning Fan used his spiritual thoughts to listen for a while, and then he understood why this corpse demon old man was despised by everyone.
Because he is different from the corpse demon who presided over the Southern Xinjiang competition. He is a Shenzihao...
The Dabei tribe has had the tradition of controlling corpse demons since ancient times. There are basically zombie demon guards in each tribe. In the Dabei tribe, there is also a type of corpse demon with a very high status, who only obeys the orders of the Holy Mountain and is called the Holy Envoy!
Holy envoys are generally divided into two levels: A and B. Most of the holy envoys named B are corpse demons below the eternal realm. For example, the corpse demon holy envoy who presided over the competition on the southern Xinjiang grassland that day was a zombie demon named B. The status of the Corpse Demon Holy Envoy with the title B is extremely high. Most of the powerful men in the ages have to kneel down and worship when they see the Holy Envoy with the title B.
Corpse demons with the title A have a higher status. Most of them are corpse demons of all ages. Even some immortal emperors need to show a certain amount of respect and salute with fists when they meet the holy envoys with the title A.
The Dabei people have very profound research on corpse demons. Corpse demons named A and B under the name of the Holy Mountain generally have higher intelligence than ordinary corpse demons, and have basic thinking ability and fluent language skills.
But in fact, above the A and B fonts, there is also a type of corpse demon, which is classified into the Shen font level...
Shen, to be understood literally, is a corpse demon with the character "A". He has a different intention and wants to break away from the shackles and gain freedom...
Basically, Shen-type zombie demons come from the A-type zombie demons. They are an alien species among the A-type zombie demons. They disobey discipline, do not respect their masters, and would rather cut off their heads than kneel to anyone.
This kind of corpse demon is unruly and unruly, so most of them have lost their originally high spiritual intelligence. Each of them has extremely low spiritual intelligence, and even basic thinking is difficult.
The strong men of the Holy Mountain were still worried about this kind of zombie demon envoys, and were still worried that they would rebel with their instinctive unyielding will, so they locked special shackles on these corpse demons to seal their strength. The devil-subduing golden hoops worn on this kind of corpse demon are also first-rate.
The Shenzi Hao Corpse Demon is generally regarded by the Dabei people as a traitor among the Corpse Demons of the Holy Mountain. Naturally, he cannot have a high status, but is an extremely humble existence.
On the high platform, there were all the immortals and Buddhas, all looking at Shen Twenty-san with contempt and indifference.
Today is the second round of seizing the mausoleum. The five emperors are the main ones in everything. Among the five emperors, Tiandu is the main one. When Emperor Tiandu faced Shen Twenty-san, he didn't bother to open his eyes and said indifferently, "The test of strength can begin!"
"yes."
Facing the superiority of the group of Buddhas, Shen Ersan felt a violent desire in his heart for some reason, wanting to destroy some of the constraints in front of him.
But just as the violent thoughts arose, the dim golden hoop on his head flashed with light at the right time, and his magical power was displayed, suppressing all the violent thoughts in his body.
Click, click, click! It was the sound of the golden hoop shrinking and squeezing his skull!
Shen Ersan's skull was so hard that the golden hoop could not break it no matter what.
He had been dead for many years, and he could not feel any pain from the squeeze. He only touched his head in confusion after suppressing his violent thoughts.
What happened?…
He doesn't understand...
Although I don’t understand it, two lines of blood and tears flowed out from the eyes that have been dead for many years. But halfway through, they dried up because there was not much blood in the body...
Seeing Shen Twenty-san's sudden madness, the audience looked shocked. Fortunately, they immediately felt relieved when they saw that Shen Twenty-san was still tamed by the golden hoop.
Some residents of Liulic City cursed and laughed angrily.
As expected, it is the corpse demon ranked in the rank of Shen, which is very dangerous...but so what, it is not just about obediently surrendering to Buddhism.
Ning Fan frowned, but didn't say anything more.
The first round of capturing the tomb is a regional competition in each grassland, which is divided into two parts: a literary test and a military test.
The second round of seizing the mausoleum is the Zhongzhou Competition, which is divided into two parts: the test of strength and the test of illusion.
The Trial of Strength is mainly to test the physical strength of the contestants. Without a certain level of physical training, it is impossible to achieve good results in the Trial of Strength.
In this stage, the participating teams do not have to fight each other, but each team takes the test of the corpse demon in turn.
The content of the test is very simple. All teams are required to work together to take the giant sword attack of the corpse demon. Each time a sword is taken, the team's total score can be increased by one hundred points.
There is only one requirement. In this stage, you cannot use the magical power of controlling treasures through the air, you cannot use various spells, and you cannot even use the magic soul-like enhancement secret method to support you. Instead, you must use your physical body to receive the attack of the zombie demon.
Obviously, in this round, physical training has an advantage, and the team with more physical training will have an advantage. It is obviously much easier for everyone to join forces to resist the giant's attack than to do it alone.
"The strength of Shen Ersan during his lifetime was extremely terrifying, but after his death, he was restricted by golden hoops and shackles. His strength was restricted and he could not exert much power. I wonder how many times I can take on him with my ancient demon cultivation. Sword..." Ning Fan secretly said.
After Shen Ersan presented the ceremony to the Five Emperors, he began to tell the contestants the rules of the second round of seizing the mausoleum. His speech was not fluent, and his sentence fragments were weird and difficult to understand. Occasionally, he would say many incomprehensible words. But fortunately, all the contestants are people who understand the rules. They don't need to understand the rules of the Corpse Demon Giant. There are not many people who have the patience to listen to him. Everyone starts to close their eyes and rest. Waiting for the trial of strength to begin.
After explaining the rules, Shen Ersan opened his mouth and spat out a golden ball of light and offered it to the sky. One hundred and eight rays of golden light dispersed from the ball of light and flew towards the one hundred and eight teams here.
Among them, there was also a golden light flying towards Ning Fan. Ning Fan reached out to take it, but it was a square golden token with four words written on it.
This is the scoreboard for the second round of winning the mausoleum. It records the team's performance. Naturally, the identity card from the first round cannot be used.
Ning Fan is a one-man team, so the scoreboard naturally falls into his hands. As for those teams with multiple people, the scoreboard is mostly held by the person with the highest cultivation level.
Suddenly there was a golden light on a certain team's scoreboard.
That was the participating team of the Fuhu Department in Yunjin Grassland. With this bright light, everyone in the Fuhu Department immediately understood and walked out of the many queues and walked towards the corpse demon giant.
The scoreboard will light up randomly, and whichever team lights up will play.
Fuhu tribe is not a powerful tribe among the three thousand tribes of Dabei, but it also belongs to the middle and upper reaches. There are twenty strong men in the team. Each body is as powerful as Shekong's breath. There are also three major broken thoughts sitting there, all of which are in the early stages of cultivation. , equally muscular.
Obviously, the Fuhu Department was well prepared for this test of strength, and the people sent to participate in the second round were all good at physical training.
The leader of the Fuhu tribe was a tall, middle-aged man. He walked forward almost arrogantly and said to Shen Ersan, "Please enlighten me!"
"Give me...a gift...if you don't give it...I'll kill you..." Shen Ersanhuo pulled out the giant sword inserted into the ground, put it on his shoulder, and said in a stiff tone.
"Haha, of course I'll give it to you as a gift..."
The middle-aged man coughed a few times, then suddenly coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it directly on Shen Ersan.
Following the middle-aged man, other strong men from the Fuhu tribe also stepped forward, spitting thick phlegm at Shen Twenty-san with contemptuous eyes.
They were not short to begin with, but when placed next to the giant Shen Twenty-san, they seemed too short, and they could only vomit on Shen Twenty-san's legs.
Shen Ersan was already very embarrassed when he was covered in egg liquid and rotten vegetables. Now he was even more embarrassed when he was spat on. However, he nodded with great satisfaction and said, "This gift... is very good... I like... I won't kill you." …Now…the trial begins…”
"Come on!" Everyone in Fuhu Department laughed.
Outside the square, many people among the residents of Liulic City couldn't help but laugh.
It's so stupid. Shen Zihao Corpse Demon is really stupid!
It was rumored that the memory of the corpse demon Shen Zihao was destroyed, changed, and was despised by others. It was polite at the time. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that this is not a lie...
That's so stupid!
"Is there anything... so funny..."
Ning Fan suddenly felt a sense of desolation in his heart.
He didn't know what the name of Shen Ersan was during his lifetime, or his origins, but he could guess that he was an upright ancient demon warrior who was unyielding in death.
He was so famous during his lifetime that he would rather die than bow his head. He still retains this unyielding posture; after his death, he became a corpse demon. If he was a real corpse demon, he suffered humiliation in front of countless people...
If Shen Twenty-san had expected that such a day would come, he would have preferred to self-destruct before his death rather than leave a whole body behind...
No one could hear Ning Fan's thoughts, and not everyone was amused by this matter. Some people frowned, but too few, too few...
The test of strength began amidst the laughter and laughter.
Everyone in the Fuhu Division was well prepared and lined up vertically facing Shen 23rd.
When Shen Twenty-san struck down with his sword, everyone raised their swords one after another, and acted simultaneously with great tacit understanding to block Shen Twenty-san's giant sword.
Although the huge power is far from Shen Ersan's full strength, it is still extremely terrifying.
The length of the giant sword was actually longer than the column of twenty people. With one strike, the heavy sword force set off a strong wind, whizzing around the ancient square.
The collision of twenty swords with a huge sword was like the collision of cultivation stars, the force was so great that the surrounding space was distorted.
On one side is a small team of twenty people, on the other side is a giant of 14 to 50 feet. The scene is quite spectacular.
In this pair of slashes, the taller Shen Ersan had a slight advantage in the end. Although the Fuhu tribe blocked his first sword, six or seven of the Fuhu tribe had their swords broken or their swords were shattered. The tiger's mouth was bleeding, and everyone looked horrified.
Is this the Zombie Demon with limited strength? Even if it is not at its peak, it still has such terrifying power, which should not be underestimated!
The strong men of the Fuhu Tribe who were fighting against the swords did not dare to neglect. They took out their swords one after another, barely leaving them much time. Shen Twenty-san struck down with his second sword again, and it was still so powerful that the strong wind blew. .
The buns of some strong men from the Fuhu tribe were blown away by the strong wind, and their hair was scattered in the sword wind, making them look extremely embarrassed.
The second sword was still blocked by Fuhu.
Then came the third sword, the fourth sword...
Shen Ersan's energy seemed to never be exhausted. He swung the giant sword again and again, but the strength never weakened at all.
However, the strength of everyone in the Fuhu Division was gradually weakening. At the eleventh sword, some people began to lose strength and had no choice but to retreat.
By the nineteenth sword, the only ones left in the Fuhu tribe who had strength were the three Sui Nian early stage ones.
By the twenty-fourth sword, even the three Sui Nian early stages were exhausted. They had no choice but to stop the trial and did not take the twenty-fifth sword.
Twenty-four swords is 2400 points. The middle-aged man headed by Fuhu looked at the scores on the scoreboard and sighed slightly. It was enough to get this result in the first session. If he persisted, he would not be able to do it. I'm exhausted and injured...
Seeing that everyone in the Fuhu Tribe stopped the trial, Shen Twenty-san did not stop chasing them. He readily put down the giant sword, inserted it into the stone ground again, and said indifferently.
"Next."
As soon as he finished speaking, another team's scoreboard glowed golden.
Then everyone from the Fuhu tribe retreated, and the second team stepped forward.
The second team was from the Xihe Prairie, the Valley Tribe. This Valley Tribe was not as strong as the Fuhu Tribe. They only took Shen Twenty-Three and 14 Swords before giving up. There was nothing remarkable about the whole process.
Of course, just like everyone else in the Fuhu Tribe, Shen Twenty-san still said those words stupidly before the trial began.
"Give me...a gift...if you don't give it...I'll kill you..."
The gift he got after that was still a mouthful of thick phlegm from everyone in the Valley Department.
Then, Shen Ersan nodded with almost stupid satisfaction.
He is very satisfied with this gift...
It’s not that I’m really satisfied inside, it’s just that my memory has been deliberately changed like this, and I think it’s a good thing to be spat on.
"The person who changed Shen Ersan's memory has really bad taste. Isn't it interesting to humiliate a dead person like this..." Ning Fan frowned deeper.
I just feel that the laughter of those who laugh at Shen Ersan's stupidity is harsh and annoying.
After the Valley Department, the Xiaori Department took part in the battle, with a score of 16 swords.
After that, there are 11 swords from the Zisha tribe and 9 swords from the Haigong tribe... Not all tribes have a large number of physical practitioners participating, and there are also teams that come with the intention of giving up the trial of strength and focusing on the trial of illusion. , so they did not deploy too many physical practitioners in the team, so the results of the Trial of Strength were naturally not optimistic.
As time goes by, more and more tribes have obtained the results of the Trial of Strength, but there are very few tribes with more than twenty sword scores.
Seventy or eighty tribes have achieved results, but only six tribes have achieved scores above 20 swords. Among them, the highest score is 33 swords.
Up to this point, the trial has been proceeding without any trouble. The audience watching the trial gradually became a little bored.
Ning Fan frowned deeply. He had watched the scene of Shen Twenty-san being spit on for fun seventy or eighty times. Naturally, he couldn't be happy about it.
He doesn't like insults to his dignity.
The only thing that interested him was Tu Huang, who was hiding in the Fantasy Sea Department under the pseudonym Qing Ling. He also did not spit on Shen Twenty-san. Instead, he took a handkerchief and wiped it well for Shen Twenty-san without being too dirty. Wiped the phlegm on his legs.
This move directly made Shen Ersan furious! With his little intelligence, he didn't understand why the woman named Qing Ling wiped off his gift. In anger, he swung the giant sword even more fiercely, which directly caused the sword force of Huan Haibu to be stronger than other swords. The tribal ones are harder and heavier.
The results are naturally worse!
Unfortunately, the Huanhai Tribe was not a tribe that was good at body training, and was treated angrily by Shen Twenty-san. It only got a pitiful score of 4 swords, putting it at the bottom of the entire Trial of Strength.
Ning Fan also deliberately released his spiritual thoughts and heard the rather funny conversations within the Fantasy Sea Department.
"Damn, you little bitch is really tight-lipped again. Why are you messing with this Shen Twenty-san? I wonder if the nicer you are to Shen Twenty-san, the more he thinks you are causing trouble! They are all stupid. , you are so stupid, go and kill your good intentions, anger him, and put us at the bottom, you, you, you... look at how I will deal with you in bed when I go home after the battle to seize the tomb!" This is Qing Ling's husband - that Scar scolded Qing Ling in vain.
Qing Ling, on the other hand, lowered her head aggrievedly, with extremely terrifying murderous intent brewing in her unseen eyes.
Seeing this, Ning Fan actually laughed for the first time. He could imagine that at this moment, Tu Huang must be heartbroken!
I'm afraid it would be unbearable to be yelled at by a scarred man with nothing but careless thoughts...
As Ning Fan expected, at this moment Tu Huang's heart was indeed broken. If she hadn't achieved the purpose of her trip, she would have almost wanted to reveal her identity and kill someone.
It's her grandma's, what a useless identity her subordinates have arranged for her! Even if you are a Taoist companion, you are actually teased and humiliated by the other person... and you even clean up on the bed! Hehe, hehe, when she gets back from her work, she must repay those stupid subordinates of hers!
Unfortunately, in Ning Fan's eyes, the previous trial was just a small bright spot.
Fortunately, the audience had just become bored when a certain dark horse team from the second round of this session appeared on the stage, which immediately cheered everyone up!
Chifengbe! That is a team with powerful immortals like Master Hongzang!
Finally a decent team appears...(.)
