Su Yan looked up to the sky and cried out, seems to be shouting to the injustice of fate, as slaves, looking at the tragic look of each one desperately trying to survive, the sorrowful sound of sorrow, let the victorious slave next to him, looking at his hand His butcher knife clanked off and bowed his head in grief.
Ling Yan, who was outside the court, also looked at Su Yan with emotion, as if Su Yan's sorrows had a special magical power.
[Hey, hey, it's almost done, I have committed all the embarrassments I saw. 】
[Anchor, you cry so fake. 】
[What kind of moth is this? Based on my understanding of the anchor's urination, I will never do anything thankless. 】
[Agree upstairs. 】
……
Su Yan screamed, making the entire arena quiet. Watching Su Yan performing off the field, countless barrage came over, making Su Yan a little embarrassed, even with a glimpse of his eyes, he saw the arena. Several guards were ready to come down and pull him.
Don't overdo it. Su Yan hurriedly put his hand on the head of the dead slave, chanting "Su Ling Sutra" silently in his heart, following the countless dense golden runes flowing in the hand of the scriptures, slowly infiltrating into the body of the dead.
The black air above his head slowly began to turn around, faded, and finally entered Su Yan's body. Su Yan only felt a cold breath slowly penetrate, but soon, the cold feeling disappeared, and he The soul star also grew rapidly, directly rising by more than 30,000.
Su Yan didn't expect this at all. This slave who seemed to have only the level of the ghost official (spiritual realm) would have such a grievance, but he liked it.
After absorbing his grievances, Su Yan walked over again with a sad face and a sigh, patted the victor who blamed himself on the opposite side, and then slowly returned to the previous side of Ah Er and fell silent.
"Get sick!"
"Whose slave is this?"
"So sad and compassionate, replace him by yourself."
"Shhh, keep your voice down, it looks like it belongs to the fifth sister."
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After a rant, several people who were in charge of escorting the sparring slaves came over and carried the deceased down, while the victor, amidst the praise of a young master, dropped a bottle of medicine and sat down to heal his injuries, but Soon after being shocked by the electric shock, the young master snorted, and the young master smirked and kicked him in annoyance, and then continued to wait for the next round of performance.
Yes, the desperate death among slaves is just a very interesting performance for them.
Ling Yan glanced at Su Yan, whose eyes were wide and motionless, frowned, but said nothing.
And Su Yan didn’t stare, because he saw that the soul of the dead slave floated out, seeming to be full of confusion. I don’t know when, a ghost chase, it should be a ghost chase, he came over with a bone stick, Inhaled the dead soul directly, and then slowly yawned and left.
This is not right, it is not at all like the ghost of the world where he lives. The other party looks ordinary, and the clothes are the same as the yellow clothes of the ghost, but the cultivation base is in the later stage of the ghost, and it is almost a ghost.
Such a powerful underworld office worker is comparable to a ghost? How could this be possible, and more importantly, he didn't fix the soul, but used a bone stick to directly absorb and take away the dead soul, which directly replaced the work of the ghost official.
There are also underworlds and ghosts in this world, but they seem to be true evils, and those who are strong don't want them.
Su Yan was shocked. After the shock, he understood that there are immortals in this world, complete immortals, and even heavenly courts. Then the netherworld is no longer the hell of his world.
Su Yan really wanted to catch up and inquire, but he couldn't get out of it for a while, but people were often dead here, and presumably the underworld would always be there. This is not anxious.
Su Yan sighed secretly, feeling that this is what the underworld should be like. The ghosts are the peak of the ghosts, who dare to bully, how much like them, a bloody nightmare of how many ghosts, I am afraid those dead ghosts Chai never thought that with this ending, the underworld and the blood-clothed man would cooperate in both directions.
Su Yan sighed for a while. According to his current cultivation base, he was a little bit stronger than the ghosts of this world. Suddenly it was a bit too shocking. However, it seemed that the arena is a good place and the slaves caught were very strong. Resentment and unwillingness are also great. This is the best'granary' for one's own practice.
If you encounter a big resentment, it's better to rise to hundreds of thousands at once, so that he will soon step into the bronze of the ghost, comparable to the middle stage of their Dao Palace realm.
The second game soon came underneath. After a burst of blood splattered, a slave fell down. Before everyone was screaming and sighing, Su Yan jumped off again. This one has been guarding the side. After a big jump, he was incompetent. He couldn't even look at a slave, and let everyone see his own lady's joke.
Su Yan wailed twice, before Ling Yan's face twitched, he glared at Ah Er, Ah Er immediately jumped down, Su Yan quickly absorbed the grievances, tsk tsk, another 20,000 soul stars arrived, it was simply beautiful.
This time, Ah Er firmly controlled Su Yan, and even grabbed Su Yan with one hand. With the death of the third person, Ah Er felt that the arm holding Su Yan in his hand loosened, and then again. Look, the person has disappeared, his face changed wildly, and he quickly went down to Rasuyan.
But Su Yan was like a piece of iron sticking firmly to the dead slave. Even with the pull, the slave's body was dragged away by Su Yan for a short time before letting go unwillingly.
Of course, Su Yan also saw several ghost officials one after another. The weakest cultivation level was also the ghost official level, and the highest was the peak ghost official, and the ghost officials came from different levels.
Su Yan probably guessed that everyone used the same method of attracting dead souls. They were randomly selected using the dead soul book. However, the overall strength of this world is much stronger, whether it is cultivation level or workload, They are all in the presence of ghost officials.
The selection of the underworld should be very difficult, unlike where they come, just look at the eye, if you are pleasing to the eye, you are a ghost, it's okay, in case the mission is dead, we choose another batch.
Hey, Su Yan feels that the academy they cultivated is the focus of the school, and there are no two books, so like them, they are directly specialized colleges.
The underworlds of these two worlds are not comparable at all. It seems that Wuxian made his own underworld lowered the assessment standard, so I am really lucky to be a ghost.
With the constant competition, even if Ah Er controls Su Yan no matter how much he controls, even the slave is still in a weak position, Ah Er will sweat on his head nervously, but when the time is up, Su Yan can still go down and wailing by various means.
The slave chosen by Ling Yan has a brain problem. At first there was a bit of sympathy, but the number of times is too much, how to be like a show, it is annoying.
"A Er, let him go, you don't have to come up, this one is yours!" Ling Yan gritted her teeth and said viciously at Su Yan below.
Su Yanzheng's crying face suddenly stiffened!
:. : (End of this chapter)