Shrouding the Heavens

The man on the poster is black and thick, like a waterfall, scattered on his chest and back, and there are endless stars disillusioned in his eyes, deep and terrifying, like a demon god.

Although it is only one side, it can make people feel that fierce, with a face like a knife, like the ancient god's low reincarnation, and the purple gas behind it is daunting.

Nanqi Qiqi!

Ye Fan was quite surprised. He didn't expect that a gladiator participating in the war would be him. It was too unexpected. This is the old man of Beidou.

The emperor, the Nanyao, and the Western Bodhisattva ... I want to be the youngest generation in the past, and they are the most beautiful people. I heard the news of the Nanyao after many years. 0

"This man is very powerful. He has been undefeated for ninety-nine games in a row. He is called a demon **** and a myth!"

In front of the huge stone gate in front of the arena, many people spoke about the poster and whispered softly about the situation of the southern demon.

"He will usher in the most crucial battle. If he can be unbeaten in a hundred games, he will be qualified to win the strongest body and become a member of that sequence."

"You must come to watch the battle after three days, not to be missed, it will definitely be the dragon and tiger hegemony, there will be a shocking world war, and most of the peerless powerful people will stop him!"

The Southern Demon absolutely possessed the attitude of the sky when he was in the Big Dipper domain. When he cut the road, a vision comparable to that of the ancient Demon Emperor occurred, which caused the Wan Yao to worship.

Now, he is still on the eternal star, still stirring up the situation, obviously a super powerful character, which has attracted everyone's attention.

"I don't know if he is loyal to a family or fighting for himself. The origin has always been mysterious, and he can't find his details."

"It seems to be the strongest fighter cultivated by a large family. Someone is secretly hiding his surprise."

"Maybe it was a slave who was captured from outside the territory, otherwise who would fight like this, and the 100th battle of life and death will soon take place."

A hundred battles in life and death, this is an impressive record. The winning streak has been a sensation, but unfortunately no one can dig out the secret of the demon god.

Ye Fan learned a lot in front of the fighting field. This is the pastime of the rulers and the favorite of the major princes. He often sends his own pets to compete. Every time, teachers will be moved, because there will be a variety of markets, who wins and who loses, each bet is a huge amount of money.

This is a kind of death competition. When you enter the fighting arena, if you are a little careless in life and death, you will be destroyed. No one wants to enter.

Ordinary people will not participate, because this is too cruel, this is the arena for big powers to fight, fight with their powerful slaves, and many disputes are resolved by this.

Of course, there are also special cases where some people come to participate in order to hone themselves or for the high duel fee.

High risk has its own high return, and underground monks and other monks who wish to have a standard entry, and even look forward to celebrity duels, so he will not hesitate to pay a high price.

The things that can seduce the strong men used to be nothing more than beauties of beauty, holy objects, etc., and later even the strongest evolutionary fluids became rewards and touched the hearts of more strong men.

Therefore, the arena is getting hotter and hotter. Every weighty battle must be in ten directions, and many princes have come to the scene to watch the battle. 0

The winner of this duel will get the third stage of evolution fluid!

The demon **** will impact a hundred undefeated myths, attracting worldwide attention, the rewards are naturally very rich, attracting many ancient families to participate, and many people will bet on the handicap.

Three days passed, and many monks thought of watching the battle on the spot, but it was difficult to get a ticket.

Ye Fangan stared right, even if he had all kinds of babies that didn't work, it was difficult to buy a ticket and there was no way to get in.

A large number of people gathered around the door of the gladiator are people who longed for a vote but could not enter. Suddenly Ye Fan's eyes lit up and saw Qi Meng. She even came to watch the battle and imagine the impact of today's battle.

He immediately stepped forward, and the secret voice caused Qi Meng to be surprised. Qi Yaoguang appeared next to him, blocking him like a wolf.

"Boy, I warn you, don't hit my descendants' ideas!"

"Senior, did not expect to meet again so soon, help me get a ticket." Ye Fan smiled.

The Qi family came to six or seven people, and finally a bad luck with a black face, unclear and unwilling to hand over his ticket, gave Ye Fan, full of resentment, hindered the ancestor's face to dare to attack , Depressed toward the street.

"You must be honest with me in this place, don't cause trouble!" Qi Yaozhi Ding asked.

The arena is magnificent and magnificent. The middle of the Yangtze is a stone platform, like a half truncated mountain. The cut surface is smooth and smooth like a mirror. It is said that it was cut out by an ancient holy saint.

As for the audience, they are all sitting around the stone platform, and there is a peerless array of guards in front of them. You don't have to worry about the various attack techniques rushing out, you can watch the battle with peace of mind.

Here is mainly made of stone. All kinds of seats, guardrails, platforms, etc. are made of stone, retaining a primitive atmosphere and showing a kind of coercion.

"In ancient times, there were often saints fighting here. The ground here was stained with holy blood. It is definitely a sacred place."

The war has not yet begun, all the princes have been seated, the huge arena is full of seats, overcrowded, every one is a person with identity and origin.

Ye Fan entered separately from the Qi people, and their seats were right in their back row. Although they were also adjacent, no one felt any connection.

"Whether this brother can change seats, my host has something to talk with Qi Meng Xiaoxiu sister." A young man said, with his eyes, let him get up. Unfortunately, Ye Fan was sitting right behind Qi Meng, trying to avoid the acquaintance of both sides, but someone came to the door.

He glanced at the man. Although he was a servant, he reached a beheaded state and looked in the direction he walked. On the other row of seats not far away, a gentle young man was approaching him Moe nodded.

"Sorry, I don't want to change."

"You ..." The beam of light in this young man's eyes was amazing. He was a super master. He didn't expect Ye Fan to refuse.

"It's okay, Zhao An is back." Not far away, the elegant man in white seemed not to want to make trouble, his eyes were bright and his cultivation was extraordinary.

"This is Zhao Qingchuan. A well-known strong man is very famous among the younger generation. And the Zhao family and the Cao family are both princes of the eternal star and are the top powers." Qi Meng frowned, she There is no intersection with Zhao Qingchuan. I wonder why he is like this today?

"According to his identity, there are absolutely few people who dare to rebelliously, as one of the leaders of the younger generation, and now it is ... He is testing my identity!" Ye Fan moved.

"Good!" Qi Meng nodded.

Ye Fan is a raw face. It is too strange for people who often appear in the arena, but now dare to refuse Zhao Qingchuan, revealing a lot of information.

"The fight begins!"

On the high platform, a dead scene was raised, covering the huge stone platform to prevent the war from spreading to the spectators. The light curtain is crystal clear and translucent, it is a magic pattern engraved by the ancient saint, which is absolutely safe and reliable.

On the stone platform of the vast truncated mountain, a young man appeared, with black hair shawl, bronze body, very strong and powerful, sharp eyes, he was like a demon **** with a special temperament.

This body is generally the same as the Southern Demon. It is a pity that Ye Fan can't penetrate the Divine Consciousness into the Great Holy Light Curtain, can't sense his Qi, and can't finally make a judgment.

"The war has begun!"

There was a loud noise in the gladiator arena, another gladiator appeared, his body was covered with strips of moire, silver hair shawls, and even the pupils were silver, which was very strong. As soon as he appeared, he left a few afterimages, fighting To the demon god.

"Silver pupil, turned out to be silver pupil!"

"No wonder, I knew that the 100th battle of the demon **** would be blocked. It turned out that this man had gone out of the mountain. How much would it cost to move him."

This is a great king. His life has only been defeated in the eastern region for more than 100 years. He only gave back to the saints. He has no fear of any road-cutters. He has killed several half-saints.

It is rumored that when he selected the strongest physique a hundred years ago, he lost his opponent to the opponent because of an accident.

"Everyone can make a bet." The major undercounters reminded.

Yin Tong quickly retreated after a blow, faced with the demon god, and no longer shot. Obviously the two were already familiar with the rules of the arena, and they would give time for many princes and guests.

After a lot of noise, the arena returned to calm, many people bet on it, and the war will officially begin.

This is a primitive showdown, without the help of mechas, without the tools of war, it is a war of the monks of the bitter monk. For the people of the eternal star, I feel extra bloody.

Because, from ancient times to the present, they have always relied on external devices, and there are almost no hard monks. This profession is almost extinct.

They have heard that in the ancestral era, the bitter monks tore the mechs with their flesh and fought against the world. Unfortunately, those years passed away, and various powerful war tools became their choice.

In the arena, all kinds of light beams flew and fierce war broke out. The demon **** is as his name is, like the reincarnation of the ancient demon lord, the **** is unstoppable.

Ye Fan secretly estimated that Nan Yao must have taken Evolution Fluid, and more than once, otherwise it is impossible to force this step.

The silver pupil is also very fierce, after all, it is a top-level slasher, occupying an absolute advantage in the realm, stronger than the southern demon.

In the battle between the two, all kinds of secret arts can't afford it, and they are all the methods of the monks. This is the battle for the body's treasures, and everyone watching is dazzled.

"It's so powerful. They will continue to develop this way one day and tear up the ancient holy armor one day!"

"The southern demon is too powerful, the realm is not as tall as the silver pupil, but it can be rivaled by it. It is really incredible. It must be known that the silver pupil is almost invincible in the cut!"

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"puff!"

No one thought that after only two hundred rounds, the demon **** struck out in a peerless blow, almost splitting the silver pupil, and the silver blood splashed. The opponent flew out without strength.

"Ah ... won, so fast, a hundred games in a row!"

"God, my divine mineral is pressed against Yin Tong!"

At this moment, another young man appeared in the arena and waved to everyone with a smile, saying: "Everyone is quiet, want to know the origin of the demon god, until today he won a hundred games in a row, I don't feel qualified Let me talk about it, you ... come from a mysterious ancient star! I have been looking forward to this day for a long time, and have been waiting for him to create brilliance. To tell you the truth, he is just one of the ancient blood of the ancient star. There is more! I think, you know what I ’m talking about and understand what I mean, I showed you the horrific value of the mysterious power star through him. ?"

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