"This kid finally came to the ghost world."
Above the square, on a floating observation platform with the flag of "Yam Luo" hanging, a figure shrouded in layers of gray fog slowly spoke. Although the voice was as loud as the sky and the earth were shattering, it was under the control of the floating platform formation. , completely isolating the vast sound waves.
On the floating platform, in addition to this figure, there are more than twenty ghost creatures of different races, mainly humans and Yin spirits, and the rest are ghost beasts. The power of the underworld exuded from them is also extremely powerful. Even the weakest one among them is stronger than everyone in the contestants box below.
Among these ghost world creatures, two figures are particularly special.
Both are Yin spirits of the human race, one with a short stature, one with an ordinary appearance, a beard on his face, and a pair of squinting eyes. However, no matter how ordinary his appearance is, he exudes a domineering and extraordinary coercion.
The other person was a middle-aged scholar holding a feather fan. He was apparently an old acquaintance of Shi Chi Shang's, Guo Jia, who followed Di Ting to the ghost world.
"Fengxiao, is this son your chosen next lord?"
The short Yinling rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile. Guo Jia smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Exactly."
Clicking his tongue twice, the short Yin Ling squinted his eyes and stared down, with a half-smiling look on his face: "After Red Cliff, Gu Zeng cried and sighed, if you were here, I would definitely not be fooled by that green-eyed thief and Zhou Yu. After thousands of years, I finally reunited with you, but I don’t want you to choose another master. It’s really sad for me!”
Guo Jia gently cupped his hands and said solemnly: "The Prime Minister has shown me a great kindness in showing me Xiao. I will never forget my kindness. However, now you and I, my lord and minister, have entered the ghost world. It happened during my lifetime. Please don't mention it again."
Sighing, the short Yinling stopped talking. He just narrowed his eyes and looked down carefully, wondering what he was thinking about.
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After Shi Chishang and others arrived, there were still a large number of ghosts pouring into the square. About half an hour later, the huge square was filled with ghosts, and the noises, roars, shouts, and wailings were endless.
Another half-quarter of an hour later, accompanied by a sinister roar from high in the sky, the entrances and exits around the square were completely closed by an iron gate with fan patterns engraved with formations. At the same time, the square suddenly fell into silence. The dark winds from Zhanzu Ridge kept whistling past, rolling up the surrounding flags and making hunting sounds.
"The Zombie Clan Leader Candidate Assessment Competition, the second round begins now!"
Hearing the words of the sinister voice high in the sky, Shi Chishang suddenly thought of something and almost burst into laughter.
The zombie race is a race that was born in the prehistoric period. It has been hundreds of millions of years ago. However, it is precisely because the history is so long that the zombie race cannot figure out how many generations it has been passed down. Even this once in a thousand years The Clan Leader Candidate Assessment Competition is going on, and I don’t know how many times it will be.
This is not just the zombie clan, but also the long-established clans such as the Tauren clan, the Horse-faced clan, and the Shura clan. It is not clear how long they have existed, so in such big competitions, there are often I won’t mention the number of years, because even within the clan they don’t know it.
At the same time, when the sinister voice announced the start of the competition, ten roars suddenly erupted from the arena. In an instant, ten strands of ghostly breath rose into the sky, attracting the attention of all the ghosts inside and outside the square.
Accompanied by the ten roars, the waves of the underworld breath also climbed up in an instant, breaking through the threshold of the underworld master with great momentum, and rushing towards a higher level.
In just a few breaths, these ten candidates have all broken through to the level of the Underworld Master, and their auras are still expanding. Obviously they are not satisfied with their current state and hope to break through to a higher state.
Shi Chishang stared at this scene in a daze. He didn't know about this at all before, so when he saw a zombie break through several bottlenecks in one go, he suddenly stepped from the half-step of the Hades to the Hades. In the early stages, I subconsciously opened my mouth.
Yu Lewei, Zhong Wudi, Cao Hong, Calamity Phoenix, and Black Blade all had shocked faces. They all basically came from the human world. Even Black Blade, the only native who was considered a native, was just a little Ghost King before. Qualified to know the situation of such a big competition.
"Grandma, you are a bear. Why do I suddenly feel that I am in danger!" Disaster Phoenix gathered up the black flames all over his body and looked around cautiously, "Shi Chishang, are you sure we can get involved in this kind of monster fight? "
Shi Chishang remained silent, only the gleam in his eyes became more intense, which was an instinctive reaction when encountering a strong enemy.
"This is the benefit of being a contestant!"
In front of Shi Chishang and the others, Ma Hanxue raised his hoof and kicked Niu Sanshan's thigh, half envying and half jealously muttering: "Inject the purified underworld energy of the ancestral land into the body through the initiation method, and you can do it without restraint. It’s great to make breakthroughs without worrying about being consumed by the underworld energy.”
Niu Sanshan is now thirty meters tall. The body of the Niu Sanshan is naturally stronger than that of the Horse-faced tribe. Therefore, even though they are both at the peak of the underworld, Ma Hanxue is only less than fifteen meters high. In this case, the horse's hoof kicking up is like a child giving an adult a few slaps on the knee, and it doesn't hurt at all.
Niu Sanshan was also staring longingly at Emperor Zhanwu and the other ten people. Their Tauren Clan Chief Candidate Competition also had similar benefits, but when he and Ma Hanxue came back, they just missed their own Clan Chief Candidate Competition, which made him equally extremely Jealousy and irritation.
Suddenly, Niu Sanshan grabbed Ma Hanxue and pushed him to the side, shouting: "That's enough, stop kicking. What can I do if I miss it? Practice slowly, and you will catch up sooner or later."
Ma Hanxue snorted, sat up straight, crossed his arms, still staring angrily at the ring.
Nearly twenty minutes later, the first contestant stopped breaking through. It was a zombie with dark green skin, and its whole body was exuding a strong lethal poisonous mist. Even if you just looked at it from a distance, you would feel suffocated.
Even if he was the first to stop breaking through, he had broken through from a half-step Pluto Master to the early stage of Pluto.
"This is the power of blood!" Seeing the zombie roaring loudly, Yulewei's eyes flashed and she said in a concentrated voice, "The power passed down from ancestors, activated through special methods, is better than the hard work of others."
Shi Chishang nodded in agreement. He must admit that the power contained in the blood of this race, which has been inherited for hundreds of millions of years, is really terrifying.
only……
The corners of his lips curled up, and Shi Chi Shang raised his head proudly. The opponent had the power of blood, and he also had the legacy of his past life. Who is stronger and who is weaker can only be known in a real fight.
The ten people's breakthrough lasted for a full two hours. Although Zhan Wudi and Zang Wuchang were only ranked ninth and tenth in the list of contestants, in this breakthrough, they were ranked second to last and second to last respectively. The fourth one stopped breaking through.
Zhan Wuchang directly broke through to the late stage of Pluto. The black and white light that diffused from her body almost flooded the world. The black light was deep and void, as if to devour all things. The white light shone through the ages, bringing infinite light and vitality.
Seeing the black and white light erupting from Zang Wuchang's body, Shi Chishang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He subconsciously stood up and looked over blankly.
The initial stage of Zhulong's magical power is to control water and fire, and then add the power of light and darkness, sublimating to control day and night. Just because what he got was a fragment, he could only rely on himself to deduce what to do in the subsequent stages.
But at this moment, sensing the power of life and death contained in the black and white lights, Shichi Shang suddenly realized that the next stage of Zhulong's magical power was to integrate the power of life and death into the magical power to form a higher level of control over life and death.
While Shi Chishang was shocked, two more zombies stopped breaking through one after another. One of them was Emperor Zhanwu. He didn't slowly stop exercising until he reached the peak of Pluto. However, at this moment, the purple gold dragon energy covering his body was already It is as thick as substance, covering the body surface like liquefied armor, with several golden dragon shadows hovering faintly inside, making it even more majestic.
Emperor Zhanwu's breakthrough had already triggered exclamations from the entire audience. He rushed straight from the half-step Pluto Master to the peak of Pluto. This was simply a dream. But immediately after, the whole audience's noise was interrupted by a frenzied sound filled with the strong smell of blood. All the roars were destroyed.
The one who screamed was the last zombie who was still making breakthroughs.
This zombie looks like a human in his twenties, but in fact, he is 872 years old. His name is Zombie Blood River. He is number one on the list of this competition and is the zombie clan with constant pressure for thousands of years. The shadow of the younger generation.
He was born with the magical power of the blood river. He can easily swallow the essence and blood of others to increase his cultivation. He can also easily purify impurities such as evil thoughts remaining in the essence and blood. If it were not for competing for the spot of the clan leader candidate, he would have already reached the rank of Emperor of the Underworld. The strong one.
It is precisely because of the hard suppression for more than eight hundred years that the foundation of the Zhanxuehe River is far better than that of Zhanwu Emperor and Zangwuchang who were born only a few decades ago. When he roared loudly, the majestic blood river flowed from his body. Galloping out, sweeping across the huge arena wantonly and arrogantly, forcing several nearby contestants to have drastic changes in their expressions, and they all stood up and backed down to avoid being stained by the river of blood, which would suck away some of their essence and blood.
"enough!"
When the blood river almost covered half of the arena, the sinister voice that had been sitting there for a long time slowly spoke. Zombie Blood River did not dare to disobey the speaker, silently put away the blood river, and then released the ghostly breath without any cover. His cultivation at this moment was fully displayed in front of everyone.
Half-step Mingjun!
When he sensed the unabashed cultivation of the Zombie Blood River, a hurricane couldn't help but blow up in the square. It was not the sinister wind in the mountains, but hundreds of thousands of ghost world creatures who subconsciously exclaimed out of shock. Their movements were too neat. A hurricane formed, and those Yin spirits' bodies were rippled by their emotional excitement.
Although Half-Step Mingjun is nothing in the ghost world, and there are countless people present who are stronger than Zhanxuehe, but even they themselves dare not say that they can go from Half-step Mingjun to Half-step Mingjun in just two hours. Bu Mingjun.
