God of Killing

Sea of ​​blood.

Ming Hao, Xuan He, Fei Liete and Shi Yan were floating outside the forbidden area, arguing about the bloodthirsty remains and no conclusion could be reached.

"His bones can be sensed by the Ring Spirit. The more bones the Ring Spirit gets, the stronger the perception ability will be." Shi Yan expressed his stance, shook his arm, and said: "Now, two bones have been obtained, and the ones that were taken away by Qian Should the bones held by Huan Sect, Broken Hall, and Tianshui Palace be taken back?"

"When you reach the top, you can ask for the master's remains. This shouldn't be a big problem." Xuan He said.

"Climbing to the top?" Ming Hao's eyes were dim and he said in a cold voice: "I don't agree, why should he climb to the top?"

"As long as the five leaders agree that he becomes the Lord, he will be the new Lord. When Sen Luo, Laogang, and Gru were here, we had already decided on this matter. You are also a participant. Why don't you abide by the agreement?" Frederick roared angrily and looked at Ming Hao with a ferocious expression.

"I will naturally abide by what I agree to, but there are only three leaders now, and the other leaders have not yet been selected. Whether he can reach the top depends on God's will."

Ming Hao didn't want to say anything, and snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared instantly like smoke.

Although the others left, the voice came from afar, "We are each responsible for the island sealing arrangements and preparing to choose the leader of the five islands of destruction, darkness, despair, corrosion, and chaos."

"I'll make arrangements." Frederick nodded slightly to Shi Yan and disappeared immediately.

Xuanhe smiled lightly and explained: "You must be recognized by five leaders before you are eligible to obtain the status of Lord. Frederick and I will naturally agree. Torre and Bonteng will compete for the leaders of the darkness and corrosion departments. They all It’s the second heaven realm of the First God, so it’s not a big problem…”

Xuanhe carefully explained the rules they had set back then to Shi Yan, and also talked about Emperor Yang Qing, saying: "If he can win the leader of the Mystery of Despair, the matter can be finalized, but those who practice the Mystery of Despair, there are When one person reaches the realm of the First God, that person... is not from me and Frederick, he should be with Ming Hao."

"The Secret of Despair!" Shi Yan's eyes sparkled with dazzling light, and he grinned: "Go to that island, I have a way to help my great-grandfather win the position of leader!"

Xuanhe was stunned. He took a deep look at Shi Yan, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Two strange lights flashed and fell directly to the Island of Despair. On that island, dozens of practitioners of the Mystery of Despair were scattered, and Emperor Yang Qing was one of them.

He was at a corner of the island, calmly looking at a person in the distance, with a fanatical desire to fight in his eyes.

That man was a member of the Ghost Pattern Tribe. His skin was covered with cyan runes, and his face was also covered in green runes. At first glance, he looked extremely terrifying and sinister.

He is the first level of the First God, giving people a strange feeling of weak vitality, despair and desolation. He is sitting in the corner of the island. In the surrounding land of bones, there are strange and shrill screams, as if he is struggling in despair.

He kept his eyes tightly closed and did not look at anyone on the island. He was indifferent to Emperor Yang Qing's gaze and was immersed in his own artistic conception.

Emperor Yang Qing had regarded him as his main opponent, and he aimed at him as soon as he came over. He had a crazy fighting aura, and his demon blood was burning.

Although he only has the first level of False God, the demonic blood of the undead demons flows in his body, and he has absorbed the blood essence stone. His physical body is unusually strong. Compared with the person from the Ghost Pattern Clan, if nothing unexpected happens to his divine body, He should be able to gain the upper hand, but his strength is inferior to his opponent due to the huge gap in realm.

"Grandpa." Shi Yan called softly.

Emperor Yang Qing was shocked, raised his head suddenly, and couldn't help shouting: "When did you come here?"

"Just arrived." Shi Yan smiled, and with a turn of consciousness, he covered the island of despair, and had a detailed understanding of those who practiced the secret of despair on the island.

"The battle to win the championship will begin soon. There are no participants. Leave this island and go to Ming Hao, me, and Frederick's island to wait temporarily. You can only return when the results are known." Xuanhe did not fall; Floating above the island, shouting loudly.

"In the past, the battle to win the championship was a matter of life and death, but now the situation is different. Our eight great mysteries inheritors have been greatly weakened. Therefore, if you feel that you are not strong enough when winning the championship, as long as you take the initiative to leave the island, it will be regarded as giving up, and the opponent cannot be killed. Kill them all. Of course, if you insist on fighting, if you still want a glimmer of hope even though you are defeated, if you insist on fighting, then you will die..."

Xuanhe explained the rules indifferently. When he spoke, many low-level warriors took the initiative to escape and went to the three islands of death, soul control, and corpse power.

Most of the dozens of practitioners of the secret of despair were gone in an instant.

After Xuan He finished explaining the rules, there were only five people left on the island. Among the five people, Emperor Yang Qing, the first level virtual god, had the lowest level, the three virtual gods were the third level, and the last one was the ghost pattern tribesman, who had always been The realm of the first level of God.

The three people at the peak level of the False God were preparing to use the wonder of the Mystery of Despair to leapfrog the man and defeat him, vying for the position of leader.

They had some confidence in themselves and listened to Emperor Yang Qing's explanation of the rules in detail. They felt that if they were truly defeated, they would leave early so that their lives would not be in danger.

As the warriors left one by one, Shi Yan also took action on the corner of the island.

After he and Emperor Yang Qing reminisced about old times, he asked Emperor Yang Qing to sit down, relax his mind, and accept the secret of power from Sen Luo.

Emperor Yang Qing did as he said without hesitation. As soon as he sat down, strange fluctuations came from the ring spirit. The exquisite power of the Senluo secret collected by the ring spirit turned into an energy spring and poured directly into Yang. Qingdi Tianling Gai entered the interior of his soul altar.

Emperor Yang Qing looked up at Xuanhe, winked at Xuanhe, and signaled Xuanhe to wait a moment.

Xuanhe nodded slightly, and he looked down in surprise, looking at the top of Emperor Yang Qing's head, his eyes showing contemplation. After a while, Xuanhe's eyes showed a trace of sadness, and he sighed secretly.

He felt the aura of Sen Luo from the energy spring. Sen Luo was the leader of Despair back then. Although his personality was eccentric and extreme, he had a good relationship with him. The aura came from Sen Luo. It was so pure and wonderful that it could only prove one thing. ——Senluo has completely died.

Although he had known for a long time that Sen Luo should have died, he had never really been sure. Now, seeing the energy spring of Sen Luo's beginning, mysteries, and the power of despair, he suddenly felt sad.

At this moment, Ming Hao's voice sounded, "When will it start?"

After the voice fell, he stood next to Xuan He and said: "The two islands of chaos and destruction are ready under my arrangement. We only need to give the order from you and me, and then we can start the battle for the first place. Frederick also arranged for the two islands of darkness and corrosion, and it’s up to you.”

"I have met my benefactor." Suddenly, the ghost pattern tribesman who had always closed his eyes and said nothing stood up and bowed respectfully after Ming Hao came over and said sincerely.

Ming Hao narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly, and said: "Strive for the position of leader with all your strength is to repay my kindness, so work hard."

"Baku will definitely live up to the expectations of his benefactor." The man said respectfully.

Xuanhe lowered his head to look at the man, snorted, and then said: "It'll be alright in a moment. You have indeed made arrangements. It seems that you are ready to let Baku win the position of leader of despair."

Ming Hao looked unmoved, "Didn't you also arrange with Frederic for Bunten and Torre to fight for the Corruption and Dark Leader? If you can arrange it, I can naturally do it too. It depends on which one of us arranges it well and how wonderful it is."

He glanced at Shi Yan coldly, with an unknown color appearing in his eyes, and then looked at the blood-patterned ring. His figure flickered and disappeared from here.

Underneath, Emperor Yang Qing was surrounded by strong waves of despair, as if he was drowning in a boundless sea of ​​despair. His expression was ferocious, and he looked like he was struggling in pain, as if he was trying to free his soul from somewhere.

Shi Yan stood aside, guarding silently, looking coldly at the four people around him who were practicing the secret of despair.

Among the four people, except for Baku, whose expression remained unchanged, the other three, who were at the peak of the Void God, all showed shock and looked deeply at Emperor Yang Qing, with a hint of fear.

In Emperor Yang Qing, they noticed the most profound and terrifying fluctuations of the Profound Meaning of Despair. That kind of fluctuation... grabbed their hearts and minds, making their Mysterious Despair restrained everywhere. It was like a kind of high-level wave. The discovery made them secretly frightened and uneasy.

The three of them closed their eyes to sense the situation, their faces gradually turned pale, and their hearts were horrified. They had quietly made up their minds to win the championship soon and try not to provoke Emperor Yang Qing first.

Xuanhe's eyes showed strange light, he nodded secretly, and looked at Emperor Yang Qing's expression with a hint of respect.

After a while, Emperor Yang Qing let out a roar like a ferocious beast. His demonic blood boiled all over his body. He suddenly woke up and his eyes showed a hint of scarlet. He took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, and said to Shi Yan: " That’s it.”

Shi Yan glanced at him and found that he was still at the first level of Virtual God, but... the fluctuations in his body were extremely mysterious, as if he was gradually rising, his divine power seemed to be undergoing a wonderful fusion, becoming stronger every moment.

"Should I... give you some more time?" Shi Yan said.

"No need." Emperor Yang Qing shook his head and said with a proud grin: "Give me more time, and the battle will become very boring if it is not difficult. At this time, the realm power is not fully integrated, and I am still at a disadvantage. This way, fighting will be enjoyable. , can satisfy me even more.”

Shi Yan was surprised, then smiled and said: "Okay."

He pulled away and returned to Tianji, stood side by side with Xuan He, and said, "It's time to begin."

Jumping far away, he found that on the island of darkness, destruction, chaos, and corrosion, there were also champions waiting for him, each with a fierce aura rising to the sky, ready to take action at any time, and shed blood for the position of leader.

Felan and Liana were on the side of the corrupted and dark island respectively, looking worried as they stared closely at the interior of the island, where there were people they cared about.

"Ming Hao, Frederic, it's time to start!" Xuanhe suddenly let out a long roar, and the roar penetrated the blood clouds, like thunder, resounding throughout the islands in the blood sea.

In the distance, Ming Hao and Frederic also responded with roars. Amidst the roars of dragons and tigers, the sea of ​​​​blood set off huge waves, and many whirlpools in the sky turned.

Their roars seemed to activate some strange formation, causing huge changes in the sea of ​​​​blood.

(To be continued)