The perfect double undercover

Selection realm, detached realm.

This is the last area and the most difficult hurdle in the selection. There are many heroes in the world, but many are unknown since ancient times.

However, after more than two days, only two or three hundred people could reach this point.

Hundreds of millions of creatures entered, but only two or three hundred people finally came here. This was no longer a choice among ten thousand, but one among hundreds of thousands.

In fact, the hundreds of millions of creatures only represent the creatures that successfully participated in the selection. I don’t know how many people were killed before they even entered the portal. All the entrants walked on countless corpses to get to this point.

The golden ocean is boundless, and you can't see the edge at a glance. There are no big waves or strong winds. Only the brilliant and blazing golden essence permeates the entire sea surface. It is so sacred and dazzling that just one look at it makes people's eyes tremble. A sharp stabbing pain.

In the sky, the huge hazy figure is still there. He is like an ancient immortal king sitting in the sky, and like a ruler, looking down on all living beings. At the same time, he seems to be a silent guide, always there. Telling everyone the direction to go.

Two to three hundred people were scattered along the coast, each in ragged clothes and covered in blood. In just over two days, they went through a lot of hardships and many obstacles. The killings along the way were more than what they had experienced in their entire lives combined. More.

Even, they may not be the strongest, and they may not be the most talented, but they are the most successful. Everyone seems to have experienced an unimaginable transformation, with bright eyes and firm will, but they are also the most successful. Be wary of each other.

"Sure enough, what it says is right. The best way to practice is to fight with thousands of people. Kill a hundred thousand, kill a million, kill tens of millions. In just two days, it is better than hundreds of thousands of years of hard work. , there’s something about those church leaders.”

On the coast, a young man named Youyu, whose whole body was wrapped in divine flames, survived thousands of killings and tribulations, and it was difficult for him to fully transform his energy and spirit.

It can be said that this is a creation, a seed specially cultivated by the union of the sect leaders and using the deaths of hundreds of millions of creatures, just like raising Gu.

However, it is not only a simple killing, but also interspersed with various levels and tests. After all, those leaders do not accept everyone. The seeds selected in this tragic way will all get The best resources to cultivate.

"Crossing the boundless sea of ​​suffering...reaching the other side...a leap of transcendence..."

There were also people looking at the huge stone monument standing on the shore.

The fonts on it are ancient and filled with the meaning of Dao. Each font is like a Taoist talisman. Those who are not talented enough will not be able to discern its meaning.

"Does this require us to cross the Golden Sea and reach the other shore?" someone wondered.

"The last three levels left should correspond to the sea of ​​suffering, the other shore, and the fish leaping over the gate of heaven. This is the method of the Western Heaven Sect. I heard that even among its tens of millions of disciples, not many people can successfully cross it." Someone explained.

"What about the Western religion? We have gone through countless hardships, killed all the enemies, and passed through many obstacles set by the leaders of the religion. To reach this point, we are no longer what we used to be. Even those first generations who came, they may not be able to compare with us. "Qiang, how can the last three levels stop us!" Someone said coldly.

"No...something is coming!"

In fact, it is.

In the golden essence that turned into mist all over the sky, a ship drifted silently and came towards the shore, but their number was not very large.

"One, two...ten...fifty...one hundred?"

"Is there only a hundred ships? Do you want us to continue killing and leaving only a hundred people?!"

Some people had ugly faces, some were indifferent, and some even sneered secretly, looking at others from the corner of their eyes, as if they were picking prey.

There are three thousand jade tablets, which means that there were originally three thousand people, which also corresponded to the three thousand Daozhou. However, only two to three hundred people came here, which was nearly ten times less than the original plan. Now they have to reduce their numbers. It can be seen that What a harsh selection this time.

"What's the use of having extra waste? If you cultivate it, you won't be able to escape the fate of being killed. It's a waste of resources." Someone added a hint of evil to his lips.

This is a red-haired demonic young man, only about twenty years old. In one hand he holds a bloody sword bone dripping with blood, and in the other hand he holds hundreds of jade tablets dyed red with blood. His entire body is hidden in blood. In the fog, only a cold face emerged.

However, this person's name is Wan Lu, he is very powerful, and has already reached the top of the Supreme. The most important thing is that this person is a wild first generation, and the blood-colored bone sword in his hand is his supreme sword bone, which comes from his back.

"This bastard..." Someone cursed secretly, his eyes flickering. This person is not only powerful, but also unscrupulous. He specially selects those holding jade tokens to attack and kill. In his left hand, there are hundreds of jade tokens stained red with blood. , is the best proof.

In fact, many people here have been attacked and killed by the other party.

"Killing too much is against the will of Heaven. He is probably a short-lived ghost." Some people did not cover up and directly taunted, with contempt on their faces.

"Ge Dun! Do you want to die?" Wan Lu glanced over with cold eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was like two lightning bolts, shooting over him instantly.

However, before he reached Ge Dun, he was blocked by an invisible air wall.

"No, I don't want to die, I just want to watch you die... Of course, you can also choose to be angry to death by me. After all, my grandfather got into a lot of trouble because he was too talkative and chose to hide from the world. As a result, later on , he woke up after a long sleep, only to find that his opponents were either dead or killed. In grief, he could only go to his enemies' graves to see them."

"This is such a sad story," someone said.

"Really? I think so too." Ge Dun looked at the young man who spoke. He was cold, pale, and had squinting eyes. He was not a good person at first glance.

However, Ge Dun did not care. In fact, he completely ignored the gazes of everyone present and continued, "A new generation replaces the old one. My grandfather survived thousands of opponents and was considered invincible. In the end, he was defeated by my father. He's dead, are you guys saying it's funny?

Even before my father died, he left a last word in front of my egg. He said, son, we are a race cursed by God. The previous generation is destined to be sent away by the next generation.

People's lifespan is thinner than paper, but ours is longer than the sky. It's so tiring to live. In order to prevent you from crying to see me off, dad can only take one step first.

Haha..." Ge Dun shook his head and kept sighing, as if he was reminiscing. His appearance was inscrutable and extremely in need of beating. Everyone could not help but twitch the corners of their mouths, but no one refuted.

Because Ge Dun comes from a race called the Longevity Turtle, this race is not very strong, or can only be said to be very weak.

However, their defensive power is naturally powerful, far superior to that of the same level, and most importantly, their lifespan is very long, several times that of ordinary turtles, so they are called longevity turtles.

However, it is precisely because of this unique special talent that the longevity turtle race is very suitable for refining life-extending pills and defensive treasures. Therefore, in ancient times, it once encountered the most brutal massacre, causing this race to have long since disappeared. In the years.

However, for some reason, a mutated longevity turtle appeared in this event.

"Well, everyone says that the little devil's red-edged spear is unparalleled in the world. It is recognized that it can stab any contemporaries to death. I Ge Dun refuses to accept it. Since ancient times, no one of the same level can break the defense of our clan. What's more, this turtle He controls the strongest shield in the world at the same level. Not even the little devil, not even you Wan Lu, I can survive your great-grandson to death!" Ge Dun stretched out his hand, pointed in all directions, and directly included everyone in it. , the taunting effect is instantly full.

"This bitch is so arrogant, I really want to burn him!" Some people cursed secretly, and many people even wondered whether this race was arrested for refining medicine just because they were too arrogant.

"I'm not telling you. You are all useless. You can't beat anyone. Wait until I go out and beat up the little devil, and then I will kill your grandson."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a large number of treasures were thrown at him, and everyone was furious. Anyone who could reach this point was extremely arrogant, and how could he be ridiculed by others like this.

"This turtle...is still a first generation?"

At this time, even the creatures outside who had been watching were shocked.