Raise the flag of rebellion!Slave girls!

"The final battle, the chief of the fourth small field—Hundred Ghosts Yin and Yang, duel, the No.15 chief of the small field—Shan Yu, this year's chief of the outer court is Bai Gui Yin Yang or Death, please wait and see."

"Hundred ghosts yin and yang, hundred ghosts yin and yang! Hundred ghosts yin and yang!!"

"Death, death! Death!!"

Wan Zhangxin's voice has incredible magic power. He is like a general who killed the enemy general, which is very encouraging. As soon as he finished his speech, the audience who were continuously beaten by Bai Ya and Ares cheered up again. There was a wave of cheers.

"That's the thing, I will fight against the ghosts and yin and yang next, student Ares, thanks to you, the time for me to advance to the inner court has been advanced by one day."

Xing Yu grabbed one hand behind his back, and he showed an innocent smile on his face, which made people judge that he was thanking Ares from the bottom of his heart.

Ares understood how terrible malice was hidden under this smile.

"I'll give you a piece of advice, you can become the chief of the outer court, don't kill all ghosts and yin and yang." Ares turned around slowly, continued to walk towards the passage step by step, and said calmly without looking back.

"Student Ares, what are you talking about? I am a pacifist, and it is impossible for me to kill someone with my own hands." Zhan Yu shrugged, and his smiling eyes slowly revealed a cold gaze.

What is the relationship between Ares and Baigui Yinyang?Why does he care about his battle with the ghosts and yin and yang?

If the relationship between Ares and Baigui Yinyang is extraordinary, then Baigui Yinyang must die!He was very much looking forward to Ares coming to seek revenge on him after the big competition in the outer court.

"If Baigui Yinyang dies, someone will come to clean you up."

This was the last sentence Ares left to Zhanyu. A calm voice that could not read the emotion came from the passage, overturning all his guesses.

"Who?" Xing Yao tilted his head, the smile on his face disappeared, and he no longer concealed his cold killing intent.

He was once again convinced that he and Ares really couldn't get along. Apart from that man, Ares was the second guy who made him feel this way. It was a feeling of disgust far higher than incompatibility .

Her ears caught the sound of footsteps, and Zhan Yu put away the disgust on her face, put on a smile and turned her head to look, and a petite figure appeared in the other side of the passage.

The white robes and school uniforms of the students from the outer courtyard, the long hair divided into black and white in the middle, the golden eyes shining like the sun are full of vigilance, the face is delicate and cute, four or five books thicker than myself, estimated age Eleven or twelve years old, a cute little girl who is still developing.

This little girl is his opponent in the decisive battle, a hundred ghosts and yin and yang, a young diamond-level powerhouse, who masters the legendary weapon of the Heavenly Saint, and is a holy lady of the Holy See who joined the Holy Academy to practice.

In terms of background, I am not bad at all.

"It's the first time I've met you, Senior Hundred Ghosts Yin and Yang." It's been less than a year since I joined the Holy Academy, so it's only natural to call him Senior Hundred Ghosts Yin and Yang who has practiced in the Holy Academy for many years.

Even if she is a little girl, it's no big deal to call her a senior when she is about to become his friend.

The countdown to surrender time began, so he tried to find the weakness of Bai Gui Yin Yang through talking.

"I heard about it from Sister Bai Ya! You're a suicidal man, aren't you?"

The unexpected speech, Baigui Yinyang pointed at her chest, exposing her own essence, realized that her voice was broadcast from the magic guide terminal and passed on to all the audience, Xinglong opened her eyes wide, and for the first time it was so obvious Thoughts about killing others with your own hands.

"Praise you, since you know me so well, I also need to know everything about you. In the next battle, let us become friends who entrust each other and trust each other, Baigui Yinyang."

Section 120#Volume [-]: In the Holy Court of Heaven, the slave girls raise the flag of rebellion! : Chapter [-] Eight: Underworld Young Master

What kind of idea did the dead ancestors have in finding the land of exile, transforming it into an ancient Hell, and making himself the first prisoner of Hell?

The builder of Hell is also a prisoner of Hell. Does he feel that he has committed a heinous crime and put himself in the prison he created with his own hands, to reflect on himself in Hell?

If so, why did he let his blood inherit the ability to open the gate of hell, so that his descendants can guard the hell and at the same time control the prisoners. In more than ten thousand years, the dead family has developed into a huge family and become a huge family. The power of Hell is indispensable to the four major powers that stand side by side with Heaven's Holy Court, Holy Light Holy See, and Amidal.

What was the original intention of the dead ancestors to create Hell?Even the master of the second generation of Hell doesn't know, so the answer can only be asked by himself.

Whether they are direct clansmen or collateral clansmen, dead clansmen can use their own blood power to create a key to Hell and open their own door to Hell.

However, no one knows which prisoner is imprisoned in his hell door until he opens the door with a key.

There are many vicious criminals imprisoned in Hell Prison, but not all of them have great strength, and some of them are pure villains, scum and scum who cannot be tolerated in the world.

When opening the gates of Hell for the first time, almost every member of the Necropolis would pray that their prisoners are not wastes of human corruption.

There are no rules, and what kind of prisoner you get depends on luck. If you regard this as a lottery, the winning rate of getting a strong prisoner is probably less than [-]%. Among the prisoners are rare characters.

And the grand prize that any member of the dead family knows——the person in the underworld who imprisoned the ancestors of the dead family, the winning rate may be infinitely close to zero. No one has the key to the gate of hell for the ancestors.

Since this is the case, upon hearing that some clansmen created a key that could open the door to the hell of the dead ancestors, upon hearing this news, the current master of hell first produced all the clansmen who spread rumors. The idea of ​​killing everything is also understandable.

"Little ghost, open the door to your hell."

On the throne in the center of the huge birdcage, the lord of Hell propped his cheek with one hand, half-closed his eyes leisurely as if enjoying an elegant musical, and a black-haired little boy was reflected in his pupils hidden under the mask.

The old yellow white short-sleeved shirt and shorts were stained with blood, and dried blood remained on his pale face. The little black-haired boy slowly raised his eyelids, looking at the man on the throne with dead eyes. The iron chains on the wrists and ankles swayed, and they slammed together lightly, making a crisp sound.

"Are you that afraid of me? Old man." The black-haired little boy made a hoarse voice calmly, and a pure smile gradually appeared on his face.

The retainers serving on the left and right drew/drawn their weapons expressionlessly. The Lord of Hell raised one hand to signal them to stop, and put the other hand from his cheek to the armrest of the throne. An invisible sense of oppression.

"Little ghost, if you can really open that door (the door of hell where the ancestors were imprisoned), I will make you my successor, and you will be the next Patriarch."

"I was originally the young master of the family. One day I will become the head of the family and lead the family to kill you and win the position of the master of Hell. You destroyed my family. Do you want me to admit that I am not as good as you? Are you kidding me?" !"

"It seems that I was wrong. I shouldn't treat you as a little ghost, Xing Yu. From today on, you are the young master of Hell, my designated successor, my adopted son."

The lord of Hell stretched out his hand and looked at the finger. For the first time, the eyes of the black-haired little boy named Xing Yu showed a look of abhorrence, which was a level higher than incompatibility and extremely sad.

"Praise you, I will not accept your charity! I will definitely surpass you! Then let you die to apologize!"

"Are you going to kill me, son."

"Wait for me to send you to hell! Old man!"

"I am looking forward."

The lord of Hell ordered his retainers to take Zhanyu down and serve him according to the young master's standard. He could give him any treasure he wanted, except for one thing—freedom.

From this moment on, the life of death under house arrest that lasted for several years began. The existence of death and the news that his gate of hell imprisoned the ancestors of the dead family disappeared with the demise of the dead family. Only the high-level members of the dead family Knowing that his Patriarch imprisoned Zhan Yu like a bird.

During this period, the Lord of Hell no longer ordered Death to open the gate of Hell, but only asked him a question.

"My son, the ancestor, did he say anything to you?"

"How can a dead man speak?"

The dead ancestors imprisoned in the hell prison, even if they are emperor-level powerhouses, he is a human being after all, and will still age and die, but in the eyes of the dead clansmen, the ancestors are like gods, immortal.

Even if he opened the prison door where the dead ancestors were imprisoned, he had already turned into dry bones, and no one knew the reason why he created the hell, nor why he locked himself in the hell to die alone, never Someone has the answer.

However, the ancestor of the dead family still has a last word, and only the first person with the dead family name to see his remains will get this last word, and this person is dead.

It is true that dead people cannot speak, but dead objects can carry a lot of information.

More than a year ago, the boy who had grown into a young man ended his house arrest, walked out of the ancient hell, and headed for the Holy Court.

Now, more than a year later, the final battle of the Outer Court has begun, and the death is against the ghosts and yin and yang. At this time, the person sent by the Holy Academy to investigate the identity of the death finally sent the news.

'Death is the young master of Hell. '

"You must have made a mistake?! Why did the young master of hell come to participate in the outer court competition?!" The first person to receive the message was the three saints of the holy court. In the dean's room, the sword saint Gerd Covering his face, his eyes were filled with unbelievable emotion.

"Zhan Mian dares to guarantee with his life, this matter is absolutely true." Demon Saint Ye Bai sighed, she didn't want to believe it, but she couldn't think of the reason why Zhan Mian lied. A student of the inner court with a vague identity.

"If this is the case! This is too strange! This is tantamount to making the slave girl the king of Amidal! Let the cultists of the evil god become the pope of the Holy See of Shenguang! It's outrageous!"

The Holy Academy does not ask about their backgrounds when recruiting students, members of the dead clan can enter the Holy Academy, but the young master of Hell Prison, the future heir of Hell Prison, must not have any affair with the Holy Academy!The Lord of Hell must not be a student of the Holy Academy!This is the rule of Hell to choose the Patriarch!

His Royal Highness the Prince of Amidal can do it, so can the Saintess of the Divine Light Vatican, but the Young Master of Hell is absolutely not allowed!What is the current Lord of the Ancient Hell thinking!Why didn't he stop Xing Yao? !Does he want to give up his heir? !

"Gerd, tell Ming about this, where is he now?" From the moment he entered the door, Ye Bai really wanted to ask, it was obviously the dean's room, but Wan Zhangming, the key dean, was nowhere to be seen.

Where did Wan Zhangming go?In my impression, after the competition in the outer courtyard started, the number of times she saw Wan Zhangming became less and less.

Section 120#Volume [-]: In the Holy Court of Heaven, the slave girls raise the flag of rebellion! : Chapter [-] Eight: Suicide Switch

The countdown to the surrender time has reset to zero, and the final battle of the Outer Court Competition begins!

"Infinite darkness." At the same time that the ghosts and yin and yang summoned the legendary weapon of the celestial sage, Xinglong raised his hand to reveal the sinful symbol in his palm, and immediately released the ancient magic sealed in the symbol-infinite darkness.

The black smoke pouring out from the palm talisman enveloped the entire arena in just a few seconds, and the darkness completely swallowed up Zhan Yu and Baigui Yinyang. No matter how wide their eyes were, the audience couldn't see the figures of these two people.

"Myojin." With a flick of a finger, the magic was cast instantly, and the magic wave emanated from Wanzhangxin. The audience only felt a flash of light in front of their eyes, and the dark mass on the field of vision gradually turned into a thin layer of white smoke.

It was clear that the infinite darkness hadn't been lifted yet, but they saw Baigui Yinyang and Zhanyu again in an unbelievable way.

The ghosts and yin and yang who were fighting on the home court were not within the range of magic enhancement, and her field of vision was still dark, but she did not panic at all, and instead rushed to the exact direction where Xing Yu was.

"Hundred ghosts and yin and yang, can you see me!" Pulling out the cursed demon knife Sushawan from the magic circle that appeared out of thin air, the white masked Xing Yu slashed at the scarlet scythe on his chest, and the knife The collision with the scythe was fierce, and a large number of sparks burst out from the weapons, illuminating the faces of the two confronting each other in an instant.

"Even if I can't see you, even if you hide your breath, I can still find you!" Baigui Yinyang freed up a hand to draw the magic formula, and the movement of outlining the spell was fast and accurate.

"Not just a precocious little girl, isn't she?" Zhan Di's eyes moved quickly from side to side, fully capturing the movements of Baigui Yinyang's hands, and also freed up one hand to describe the operation, and the speed of completing the operation was faster than that of Baigui Yinyang Get a point.

The two raised their empty hands almost at the same time, aiming their upcoming magic formation at each other. The magic of Hundred Ghosts and Yin Yang released a large number of ice shards, and the magic of Death Oblivion burst into flames. Two hall-level magics, ice The waterfall technique and the violent flame technique cancel each other out, collapsing into the original magic power.

The magic of Hundred Ghosts and Yin Yang is more powerful, and Xing Hao used the mechanism of attribute restraint to completely block her magic.

Fighting for dozens of rounds in a row, every time she wants to use magic to assist her attack, Zombie can always see through what magic she wants to use, and then launch a magic that has a restraining effect. Many times the magic attack does not work, and Baigui Yinyang resolutely gives up using the battle Magic-like, concentrating on waving the scythe in his hand.

Amazing!As the time of the battle got longer and longer, Baigui Yinyang felt more and more powerful about the strength of the dead. She has excellent cultivation talent and has been carefully cultivated by the Holy See and the Holy Academy. Even so, even if she is one level higher than the dead, She also didn't feel much difference in strength between Zhan Yu and her own.

Death's background must not be simple. If you want to say that such a young person who is comparable to the saint of the Holy See in the ancient hell, it is——

"The young master of the ancient underworld?" Baigui Yinyang murmured to himself and guessed in a low voice, but how could the young master of the underworld come to participate in the outer court competition.

Unless he doesn't take his position as young master seriously at all.

"Haigui Yinyang, you are used to fighting in the dark!" Every time he tried to escape from the attack range of Baigui Yinyang, Baigui Yinyang would notice his movements and pursue him closely, and the competition of martial arts gradually became more difficult, unlike Hundred ghosts and yin and yang, as the saintess of the Holy See, she must master the legendary weapon of the Heavenly Saint. Death knows that his sword skills are only at the upper-middle level, and there is still a gap in his cultivation level. If this continues, he will definitely Expose flaws and be hit hard.

The activation of Infinite Darkness has had no effect on the Yin and Yang of Hundred Ghosts so far. After hiding his breath, he even used the auxiliary technique of invisibility within the range of Infinite Darkness to make his body transparent by giving up his actions. Gui Yinyang also saw through his position.

Also, Baigui Yinyang has not activated the magic with the light property of the soul until now. You must know that Baigui Yinyang's occupation is the guardian of the holy light, and she is also a saint of the Holy See. She is better at light than any practitioner in the outer court. Attribute magic, but has not been used.

Could it be that, in just one night, Baigui Yinyang saw the essence of infinite darkness clearly, and also learned the method of conquering infinite darkness?

"Hundred ghosts and yin and yang, classmate Bai Ya told you not to use light attribute magic in infinite darkness."

The oppressive force from the knife wavered for a moment, and Zhan Yu knew that she had guessed right. In retrospect, Baigui Yinyang had said that Bai Ya was the one who told her that Zhan Yu was essentially a suicidal maniac.

Suicide?The first time I heard it, I felt that it was the same thing. Now that I think about it carefully, the description is still not appropriate. He still likes the title of pacifist.

"Hundred ghosts and yin and yang, even if you don't plan to use light attribute magic, there is still a way to trigger an infinite dark explosion."

While retreating, he threw out a magic scroll, and Xinglong grabbed a circle of thin thread tied to the magic scroll with his free hand, pulled it suddenly, and as the scroll flew out, the thin thread extended more than ten meters.

This thin line is an excellent medium for transmitting magic power. The magic power can be transmitted with the movement of Xingyu's fingers. Cutting the thin line now can stop the magic power transmission. Destroying the scroll is also a method. No matter which method is used, all ghosts and yin and yang can do it Prevents the magic sealed in the scroll from being activated.

Neither method is used!Baigui Yinyang chose to activate several speed-enhancing auxiliary magics, leaped nimbly into the air, and several times jumped a distance of hundreds of meters from the scroll, away from the scroll that fell behind him.

'Little Yinyang, no matter what that suicidal maniac wants to do, don't stop him. 'This is what Bai Ya told himself. Bai Gui Yin Yang regards Bai Ya's words as an extremely important order and will never violate it!

"Hundred ghosts and yin and yang, you really know me very well!"

A distorted smile appeared on the face under the white mask of death, the smile was fleeting, and then he suddenly interrupted the transmission of magic power and tore off the thin wire, the air between the two ends of the broken wire showed a magic formation, and a little bit was born from the magic formation bright.

The darkness stopped flowing slowly at this moment, and all the black smoke on the home court frantically rushed to the same location in a spiral like a vortex. Wan Zhangxin calmly explained and at the same time activated the strengthening spell again.

In the next second, a big explosion of light that overwhelmed the sun broke out on the home court. Most of the audience hurriedly closed their eyes and covered their ears. Those who had no time to protect themselves were surprised to find that they were safe and sound. Destruction, ears will not be uncomfortable with the sound of the explosion.

"That line is also a magic scroll, but it is different from ordinary magic scrolls. The magic sealed in the scroll is the most basic luminescence formula. He injected magic power in advance to make the magic scroll into a state that is about to activate. Simple, even if the scroll is destroyed, the spell will not be damaged, but will lose its restraint and activate by absorbing the magic power that is about to dissipate."

"If there is no accident, this is a very waste of resources. You can't learn from him." After Wan Zhangxin's analysis, in a simple sentence, others can't learn from him.

"Yes..." You Zhen and the other commentators responded blankly.

Teacher Wanzhangxin, please wake up!He is explaining now, not teaching on the spot!Those people listening to you are not students but audiences!

Section 120#Volume [-]: In the Holy Court of Heaven, the slave girls raise the flag of rebellion! : Chapter [-] Nine: Suicide Switch

"This is……"

At this time, the auditorium began to be surprised, and the commentators also turned their eyes from Wan Zhangxin to the home finals, and moved their eyes to Xing Yu, and they immediately understood the reason for the audience's surprise.

The aftermath of the explosion has not yet dissipated, and the arena is still filled with dazzling light. Even if the audience's strengthened eyes can see the situation in the arena clearly, it does not mean that the ghosts and yin and yang can see the same as them Death Obscure's actions at this moment.

The reverberation of the explosion was used to cover up a certain sound, and the vision of the ghosts and yin and yang was blocked to complete a certain arrangement. The audience had no idea what Zhan Yu was planning to do now.

However, they can be sure that it must be a horrible and evil thing!After watching the Outer Court Competition until now, they gradually felt the dark nature of death.

"Hundred ghosts and yin and yang, I give up, I will no longer naively think that I can solve you with some small tricks, so let you see my true strength!"

Death's sound transmission sounded in his mind, and he felt that something was rapidly approaching him. Baigui Yinyang gave up his defense, raised the cross shield blooming with flowers of light with one hand, smashed it into the ground, and held it with both hands. The saint who lives in death jumped up deftly, tapped the top of the shield twice as if his feet touched water, and jumped into the air.