I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

A huge circular golden talisman array appeared on the school playground, formed by the intersection of intricate patterns.

The students who were coming and going stepped in one after another and disappeared in place.

Yun Xi and others followed closely.

Bright eyes.

Yun Xi appeared in the open-air Rakshasa field with a silver-white curved dome, filled with people and darkness.

The auditorium exploded, and shouts came from everywhere.

The deafening sound made Yun Xi's heart seem to have a drum being beaten, and her eyes were burning.

The center stage is several times larger than the stadium, and is surrounded by a transparent protective cover that reaches to the top.

Contestants and their families were seated in the front row, with names on the chairs.

It's just that the word "Ji Qi" is covered with graffiti, and contemptuous words are written everywhere.

Qi Yanren's face was all black and he sat down on the chair.

Soon.

Yun Xi saw Yutong walking into the venue carrying He Wenxin, who was covered in bandages.

"this!"

She raised her hand and pulled up two chairs.

"Ouch, slow down." He Wenxin kept wailing.

Yutong relaxed his arms.

Qi Yanren offered his hand and frowned slightly: "It took a lot of effort to make me change my mind about you. Don't let this happen to your death."

"Oh, I don't care what you think, I can yell if I want to."

He Wenxin pulled the corner of her mouth in pain.

"What's the point of this?"

Qi Yanren sneered, crossed his eyes and crossed his legs.

I saw He Wenxin waving.

Yutong took out the arm-length banner in his arms and unfolded it.

Gold lettering on black background.

One is Yun Xi Bisheng.

One is Cheng Xuansi Wudi.

Yun Xi felt a warmth in her heart. It turned out that she had heard it that night.

He Wenxin raised her eyebrows: "How about it."

"Oh." Qi Yanren raised his eyebrows: "I guess you are interested."

I suddenly felt a little regretful, why I didn't think of it.

"Just two?"

"I want to print it myself!"

He Wenxin tied Yun Xi Bisheng's banner to her wrist.

Qi Yanren snatched the hand tied to Yutong's forehead with lightning speed, stopped Cheng Xuansi's shoulder, and spoke in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter to me whether I can be on the list or not. Don't try to be brave."

He didn't want his brother to lose his life because of an illusory ranking.

Cheng Xuansi raised the corners of his lips slightly.

The atmosphere heated up as the first round began.

[Original 76 Dongfang Shuo on the God List vs. Yingjiang Luoheng]

The announcer deliberately pronounced the word "Yingjiang" in a contemptuous voice.

"Shiqing! Shiqing! Shiqing!"

The students shouted in unison, inspiring people.

On the other hand, there were only a few scattered whispers on Yingjiang's side.

Only a dozen Yingjiang students were selected out of one hundred.

In their opinion, the entire army will probably be wiped out on the first day, and Shiqing will be selected from among the hundred to replace them.

It's better not to draw attention to yourself, or you'll attract trouble for nothing.

He Wenxin circled around, biting her lower lip tightly as she hated that iron could not become steel.

At this time.

Ji Bin and Ji Ling walked casually in front of them.

"Admit defeat."

Ji Bin whispered two words and walked to the edge of the rescue area without changing his expression.

Ji Chen's brows furrowed deeply, and he subconsciously held Yun Xi's hand, only to find it was bone-chillingly cold.

He turned his head in confusion and trembled.

Although it was only fleeting, I still saw it.

The uneasiness gradually dissipated and he curled his lips.

【start】

Dongfang Shuo waved his big hand, and several sharp swords hung at his side.

"go with!"

Luo Heng instantly transformed into a humanoid black panther and swung his body to avoid them all.

Before he could swing his claws.

A few puffs of puffs.

The sharp sword turned and stabbed into his body from behind.

Defeated in seconds.

Caused a burst of harsh sighs.

"Too weak!"

"Can you get into the top 100?"

"Garbage! Garbage! Garbage!"

Dongfang Shuo leaned over and held his opponent's tail.

"Have you become a cat? Huh?"

Luo Heng's eyes were cold and he spat suddenly, which was mixed with blood.

Dongfang Shuo wiped off the liquid on his face with a dark face, held the suspended knife, and slowly cut off Luo Heng's exposed skin piece by piece.

The latter gritted his teeth and finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared.

The cruel scene made many people close their eyes tightly, tremble and cover their ears, and several people cried.

The shuddering wail gradually faded.

【Dongfang Shuosheng】

The almost skeletonized corpses were thrown into a row of coffins.

The 15 coffins correspond to the 15 contestants in Yingjiang.

Time passes little by little.

Five of them were filled, and without exception, they were all tortured to death. The faint smell of blood filled their nostrils, filled with the breath of death.

Yun Xi was taken backstage to prepare for the entrance.

[Xiao Lin, the original 10 on the God List, versus Yingjiang Ji Jiayunxi]