The devil kills the god

455 Life and Death Selection

At the same time as these words sounded, dozens of adult men of the Yumo tribe had completely cut off their vitality, and among them was the strongest of the Yumo tribe, who was also their patriarch!

kill!

A heavy bloody aura immediately emanated from the entire Yumo tribe.

At this time, Xiao Fan had completely adapted to the gravity of this world and all other factors, and he killed cleanly and swiftly. The natives of the Yumo tribe couldn't survive more than two rounds in his hands!

"This... who the hell is this person?" A strong man from the Yumo tribe stared dumbfounded at Xiao Fan, who killed countless members of his tribe like a god of death. When he was still in a daze, he felt his neck go cold. , the head left his body!

"I'm sorry, although we have no grievances, but you must die!" Xiao Fan's whole body was covered with the blood of the natives of the Yumo tribe, and two strange flying swords, one black and one white, hovered around him continuously, as if his body The surroundings turned into a vacuum area, but anyone approaching this area, no matter what it was, would be cut off and shredded by the black and white evil spirits in an instant!

The time for a stick of incense passed leisurely.

When Luo Yi and the others were all shocked, they were still immersed in Xiao Fan's fierce and violent killing, Xiao Fan had already returned to Luo Yi's side like a ghost again: "According to what I promised before, I have completely killed... ...all the adult males of the Hemo tribe...a total of [-] people!"

"Ah... this... this is unbelievable..." Luo Yi stared blankly at Xiao Fan, swallowing his saliva.

The strength that Xiao Fan showed just now filled their hearts with fear, and what was even more frightening was that Xiao Fan was breathing steadily and his face did not change at this time, which also showed that Xiao Fan's strength far surpassed the scene just now The extent reflected!

Like the wind and clouds, the Chada Tribe won an all-round victory in this sneak attack.

Except for women who survived as captives, the entire Ximo tribe, whether old or young, were massacred in the most brutal way.

This is the war between the indigenous tribes, and Xiao Fan became the initiator of this battle, and also established the final victory of this battle.

The Chata Tribe then entered into the celebration. On that night, Xiao Fan bid farewell to the Chata Tribe, and took two warriors of the Chata Tribe, Tu and Jijiu, who Luo Yi arranged for him, and set foot on the road to Maluka City. journey.

After half a month of marching, the majestic and splendid Maluka City finally came into Xiao Fan's sight.

However, within half a month, Xiao Fan further experienced the uniqueness of this world while he was on his way, which made his cultivation level increase again, and he had already reached the critical point of quasi-emperor level.

Opportunity, the only thing he lacks now is an opportunity and enough power to cooperate with his own perception, thereby attracting his third catastrophe. If he can successfully survive the catastrophe, he will leap into the dragon's gate and become the supreme emperor Environment exists!

However, these aspects are just things that can be encountered but cannot be sought. Xiao Fan is not in a hurry. He first finds a way to infiltrate the army, accumulate enough military merits, get summoned by the saint, find lost companions and return to the Six Realms , is the top priority!

Tu and Jiu, on the one hand, are leading the way for Xiao Fan, on the other hand, they also intend to join the army and do a good job.

After all, if members of a certain tribe can join the army, the whole tribe will benefit greatly and enjoy unimaginable glory.

The closer they got to Maluka City, the three of them saw more and more natives coming towards the holy city from all directions.

The three of Xiao Fan followed the crowd into the city, and on a huge square, densely packed with natives from all over the wild world.

A man in a white robe completely wrapped his body, his face was pitch black, and he could only see two groups of light blue eyes flickering like will-o'-the-wisps. The suffocating coercion was seemingly unintentionally released from his body, covering the entire square.

"Look at that, Mr. Xiao, that is the great prophet!" Tu whispered.

"Is that the prophet?" Xiao Fan's heart moved.

The cultivation of the prophet is unfathomable. Even though Xiao Fan has reached the edge of the emperor stage, he still cannot see through the strength of the prophet.

He felt that the cultivation of this prophet seemed to be on par with Xie Kun, the Lord of Hell!

A real master of the imperial realm!The cultivation base is at least at the level of Emperor Zun!

"Warriors from all tribes, welcome to the great holy city of Maluka, to participate in the trial of entering the army, as long as you can enter the army, you will have the supreme glory, fight for our world and become a true hero "The prophet said loudly: "It doesn't matter if you don't know anything, as long as you can pass the selection and enter the army, then you are excellent and powerful, and you will naturally know everything you want to know! You will gain power and honor that you have never imagined !"

"The great saint Marta is watching you all the time, for your honor, let's fight!"

"Trial selection? What kind of process is it?" Xiao Fan asked Tu and Jiu beside him in confusion.

"We don't know the specific situation. After all, our tribe has not sent warriors to participate in the trial and selection of the army for hundreds of years due to the impact of the war with the Yumo tribe!" Tu scratched his head and said: "But it seems that this The selection is a melee, and only the winner can qualify..."

"Melee?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, the Prophet said again: "Okay, the selection is still going on, and every thousand warriors will be sent to another world, not only to face the dangers of that world, but also to face Attacks by other people, out of every thousand warriors, only one can survive in the end, and the one who survives is eligible to join the army!"

"Only one out of a thousand people can survive?" Xiao Fan narrowed his pupils slightly: "It's such a ratio!"

"Mr. Xiao, you must work hard!"

"Well, you two too, don't die!" Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and the three of them were divided into three different groups, and walked into a huge teleportation array arranged behind the prophet.

The moment Xiao Fan entered the teleportation array, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and the space around him also changed suddenly, making it appear on a piece of barren land.

"Is this the battlefield for trials and selections?" Xiao Fan looked around for a week, and couldn't help but twitched his lips: "It's okay, don't care about the trials and selections, anyway, the only one left in this group must be me!"

"Hahaha, boy, which tribe are you from?" A burly native who was a head taller than Luo Yi walked towards Xiao Fan, his questioning voice was as loud as the roar of a beast.

"Are you the first one to send you to die?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Well, since you have come to your door, then I won't be polite!"

"Huh? You're welcome? Just because of your pea-like body?" The big man was taken aback, and just as he was about to say something, Xiao Fan moved.

Just blinked, followed by a flash of white light, Xiao Fan patted his palm lightly, turned and left.

The big man stood there stunned, until Xiao Fan's figure disappeared on the hillside, a bloody arrow shot out from his chest, and his huge body crashed to the bottom, severing his vitality!

This trial and selection area is indeed extremely dangerous.

Hot magma may be ejected from the ground at any time, and the sky is raining from time to time, and what falls is acid rain that can corrode everything!

As for hurricanes, earthquakes, etc., they almost never stop. However, for the natives in the wild world, natural disasters of this level are not painful at all, and for Xiao Fan, they can be ignored.

Just when Xiao Fan was killing at random in the trial selection area, in the center of Maluka City, in a huge golden pyramid, several prophets in white robes were kneeling respectfully in front of a throne.

On the throne, there is a pale white figure, which seems to exist in a sitting posture.

"The great saint, after 500 years of selection, and 27 people have entered the army!" A prophet said respectfully.

"Well, very good, when the number of the army reaches 30, we will attack. This time, the world of the Iron Curtain will be completely defeated!" An elegant and light voice, like a copper bell, came from the group of figures and echoed In the entire hall.

"Yes, if there are no accidents, after this trial and selection, we should be able to gather 30 soldiers!"

"It's not enough to have these soldiers selected through trials. What we need are talents, absolutely outstanding talents!" The saint said lightly: "Soldiers who can reach the emperor level can truly lead the war. It’s just a victim, and although the strength of the Iron Curtain World is far inferior to ours in the Wild World, if I was injured in a fight with the Holy Emperor of the Wild World, I don’t have to wait so long before attacking the Iron Curtain World!”

"That's right, the Iron Lord of the Iron Curtain World has been harassing us constantly since he learned that the Holy Maiden was injured in a fight with the Holy Emperor of the Tianhuang World, provoking again and again, absolutely can't be tolerated anymore! Lady Holy Maiden , don’t worry, we will lead 30 management soldiers, and we will be able to bring down the entire Iron Curtain world!”

At this moment, a token suddenly lit up on the passionate and indignant prophet.

"Huh? This is...someone has completed the trial and selection?" The prophet was taken aback, then took off the sign, his eyes full of shock.

"What's the matter, Prophet Domon?" the saint asked suspiciously.

"Back to Lady Saint, someone just passed the trial selection, but... the general trial selection process takes at least ten days, which means that the best fighters want to fight in such a harsh environment. It is impossible to kill the other 99 opponents without more than ten days!"

"In history, the first genius who passed the selection the fastest was the Prophet Asaph who fell in the war with Tianhuang World last time, but it took him nine and a half days to pass the selection!"

"But... this time, it was less than half a day after entering the trial selection, and someone passed it?"