Emperor Jiuyin

Chapter 1129: Fighting God Arena

Tong Ming asked curiously: "Master Lu, where exactly is this place?"

Lu Zichuan slowly spit out three words: "Dou Shen Arena!"

Tong Ming was immediately shocked, "Master Lu, do you really want to send them to the Battle Arena?"

Lu Zichuan nodded.

"But where have these humans gone? Do they still have a chance to survive? Mr. Lu, you don't know that the Dou Shen Arena is home to dozens of the most violent and talented residual gods in our main city of Yin. They are They fight crazily in the Dou Shen Arena day and night. Some of the open-eyed Can Gods who were not born from the Evil Can God have become even more bloodthirsty and easy to kill than the Evil Can God in the Dou Shen Arena. Send these humans to the Dou Shen. What's the difference between killing them directly?" Tong Ming was very puzzled.

It turns out that the main city of the land of the gods has five levels, which are called Yin main city, Yang main city, virtual main city, real main city and divine main city. The higher the level of the main city, the more hidden things there are. The crippled god is even more terrifying.

Mochuan City and the surrounding main cities are all Yin main cities at the lowest level, and their peak combat power is only three eyes at most. Occasionally, a four-eyed god will come over to inspect the situation.

The main city of each level will have a fighting arena. In this fighting arena, all the most aggressive, cruel, talented and powerful residual gods in the main city of the same level are gathered.

If you want to commit suicide, you can go to the Dou Shen Arena. If you want to become famous, you can also go to the Dou Shen Arena.

This is a place where even many evil gods are unwilling to set foot. Because every one of the residual gods inside is a lunatic, bloodthirsty and prone to killing, and their methods are cruel and bloody. They will only use one method to treat their opponents, and that is to trample the opponent into a pulp.

In their eyes, there are only two types of opponents, living and dead.

Lu Zichuan smiled and said: "Tong Ming, what we have captured are the most powerful geniuses among the human race. If they will be killed in the Dou Shen Arena, then even if we spare their lives and help them open their eyes smoothly, in the end, They are just mediocre open-eyed residual gods. They are of little help to us, the residual gods. What we need are the elites among the elites, the strongest among geniuses, and they will definitely survive in the crisis of life and death! If they have extremely strong survival, they will stimulate the opening of the divine eye, and at the same time stimulate the body's potential to withstand the divine energy in the divine eye, so that they will not explode and die. In this way, they will have a great chance. Assimilated into a residual god, do you understand?"

Tong Ming nodded: "I understand."

Lu Zichuan waved his hand: "Okay, you can go down. In seven days, we will escort them all to the Battle Arena and arrange for them to fight with their opponents."

"Yes, I'll do my humble job now."

After Tong Ming left, Lu Zichuan continued to knock on Bai Sensen's skull and murmured to himself: "When they open their eyes in a life-and-death crisis, they must be able to stimulate their own potential and fully adapt to the divine power in the divine eyes. If successful. , in the future, we can use this method to assimilate a large number of human geniuses into our Crash God Clan, and let the Crash God Clan be used by us. One day, our Crash God Clan will leave this desolate hell and finally come to the prosperous Nebula Continent. One day, we, the Can God clan, will replace the human race and become the sole masters of this world!"

While Lu Zichuan was drawing up a grand blueprint, suddenly another commander came in and said: "Master Lu, I have received news from Young Master Zhaixing. In one month, he will come to Mochuan City to discuss an issue with Master Lu in person. Something important.”

"Discussing important matters?" Lu Zichuan said with a smile, "Young Master Zhaixing is like a rat. He has been hiding in the dark and refusing to show his face. He has always communicated with me through letters. I didn't expect that he would dare to come to Mochuan City in person. Well, tell me He, I will be waiting for him in one month.”

"yes."

Li Hanxue, Jian Wufeng and others were imprisoned in the prison for seven days and seven nights. During these seven days and nights, no residual god came to see them.

There were only two two-eyed residual gods standing around to prevent Li Hanxue and others from escaping.

During these seven days and nights, Li Hanxue, Jian Wufeng, Qing Ling and Wei Xuetong practiced hard day and night, constantly strengthening their spiritual power.

The other wild warriors felt a little amused when they saw the four of them being so dedicated and diligent: "Li Hanxue, Jian Wufeng, I think there is no need for you to practice anymore. Anyway, we have no hope of escaping now, even if we break through to the Saint What can we do if we are in the Jun Realm? Apart from anything else, even these two two-eyed crippled gods who are guarding us cannot be our match."

In the face of adversity, some people persevere, while others give up on themselves. Even the most talented people are still human and will have this emotion.

But opportunities always come to those who persevere. Li Hanxue and Jian Wufeng firmly believe that they can get out of trouble. Even if there is only a glimmer of a chance, they must give it a try.

This is the essential difference between the two of them and other disciples!

Of course, Qing Ling and Wei Xuetong also worked very hard and did not give up.

Over time, the surrounding disciples were also infected by the spirit of the four people, and began to calm down and meditate.

Seven days passed, and Jian Wufeng actually broke through to the high-level Xuan Ming Master, and was only one step away from stepping into the Huang Ming Master.

I have to say that this is inseparable from Li Hanxue's generous teaching, but it also has a lot to do with Jian Wufeng's own amazing talent.

But there was no trace of joy on Jian Wufeng's face. He gradually understood that the further you go, the harder it will be to practice.

"After seven days of training, I have become a high-level Xuanming Master, and my potential has been almost drained. It is absolutely impossible to make such a crazy breakthrough again. I don't know how Li Hanxue is doing."

"Li Hanxue, are you sure you can step into the realm of the Ghost Master?" Jian Wufeng asked Li Hanxue, and Li Hanxue smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No."

"Your mental power is dozens of times greater than that of ordinary people, but you can't even touch the threshold of a ghost master!" Jian Wufeng sighed.

Qing Ling and Wei Xuetong, after unremitting efforts, finally entered the realm of low-level Xuan Ming Master, but the distance from Ghost Master is still too far and long.

On this day, everyone was still practicing.

Suddenly there was a clang, and the iron door in the prison suddenly opened wide, and a large swath of skylight poured in, shining on the faces of the haggard warriors.

Tong Ming, Gong Xihe and Tuoba Nian walked in.

Tong Ming glanced at everyone and said expressionlessly: "You all come with me!"

Jian Wufeng said: "Tong Ming, where are you taking us?"

Tong Ming said coldly: "Don't ask too much, you will know when we get there."

Tong Ming clenched his big hand, and the sky was filled with black light that enveloped twenty desolate warriors. Twenty people wearing gray prison uniforms followed Tong Ming and flew out of Mochuan City.

Heading towards the Dou Shen Arena in the north of Mochuan City!

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