Atrium.

Di Shikun sat cross-legged in the sky in the middle of the woods, and the bonfire in front kept beating, smoked and roasted the huge barbecue above the flames. This meat came from a half-dragon giant python next to him, a fifty-meter-long long.

He was holding a piece of meat in his hand and ate it in big mouthfuls, feeling that the smell of shit in his taste buds had finally faded a lot.

Suddenly, he stopped eating, looked up at the dark woods, and shouted, "Come out, don't hide your head and tail, like a mouse!"

"Sorry, I'm disturbing your food. I have an offer. I wonder if you are interested in listening to it?" I finally walked out slowly and looked at Di Shikun with a smile.

Di Shikun stuffed the flesh into his mouth a few times, swallowed it in one breath, and stood up and said, "You look very strong. If you have anything to say, then you should beat me first. If you are beaten up by me, then stop talking."

The next moment, his strong legs burst out with terrifying power, and the entire island shook violently. He instantly appeared in front of the true self and shot towards the true self-perfect face.

The true self was smiling and his body turned slightly, just avoiding Di Shikun's kick. Then his hand bounced on Di Shikun's calves, and Di Shikun's calves exploded, and countless flesh and blood splattered, and bones hit the trees in the distance, blasting all the trees into powder.

However, Di Shikun didn't care about his injuries at all. He immediately adjusted his posture and hit the cheek of Zhenwo Yuanren. However, before his arm touched Zhenwo Yuanren, he was shot by Zhenwo Yuanren's finger. The huge force tore his arm apart. In a blink of an eye, a burst of blood mist broke out from the broken arm.

"This guy..."

Di Shikun is not a brainless person. He knows very well that he has become stronger, far stronger than when he fought with Xiao.

But the enemy in front of me is stronger than the ox, and even stronger than the previous copy of Ao. It feels like a tiny mortal standing at the foot of Mount Tai, with her hands intending to push the entire mountain, except for being powerless.

"Humans can be so powerful!"

The eyes of Di Shikun seemed to be burning with flames. Although he felt so powerless, his fighting spirit was like a firewood poured with gasoline. The more he burned, he even burned his reason completely. There was only one thought left in his mind, that is: Battle!

His hands were bounced and his legs were bounced. He moved his abdominal muscles, but in the end he was bounced and his brain was bounced too.

Resurrection for a moment, he roared and fought again, and then was easily bombed.

From beginning to end, the true self-immortality just used a finger to bounce it lightly, but the power of this bounce could not be resisted. Di Shikun was already becoming stronger, but it was meaningless to become stronger. The island was broken in the battle, and the two simply continued to fight in mid-air, but the result was not changed.

Finally, Di Shikun was carried to the island aside by the true self-immortal. Although Di Shikun was still alive, he was unable to move and was too hungry to lose his energy.

"Can you listen to my proposal calmly now?" Zhen I, the man who was squatting beside Di Shikun and asked with a smile.

Di Shikun opened his mouth weakly, but he didn't even have the strength to speak. If he still had the strength to speak, he would try to bite the man no matter what he said.

"It seems that you have no objection, so I will just say it. I need someone who can participate in a game on my behalf. I have considered a lot of goals and felt that you are okay, so I hope you can agree to play for me." The real me, perfect man, looked at Di Shikun and said.

Di Shikun looked at the true self-perfect man stubbornly, and after a while, the true self-perfect man smiled and said, "Ah, I forgot that you have no strength now."

Then he clicked between Di Shikun's eyebrows, and Di Shikun immediately felt that something seemed to be more on his eyebrows and his physical strength was recovering quickly.

"Don't think too much, I can't give you any ability, this is just a temporary state." Zhen I, the Perfect Man, spoke at this time.

Di Shikun sat up and asked, "There are many strong people in the game you mentioned?"

"This competition is very small in scale, but the quality is very high, so high that it is endless." Zhen I replied with a smile.

Di Shikun stared at the true self and continued to ask, "Can you kill them all?"

"Of course, if you have the ability, fight as much as you want!" Zhen I, the perfect man, nodded.

Di Shikun narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll participate in the competition!"

He is not as strong as others, and he knows very well that he does not have the qualification to refuse. Moreover, since the true self-perfection wants him to participate in the competition, it is impossible for him to continue to grow wildly. He may be able to learn from the true self-perfection to become stronger and become as strong as the true self-perfection.

"Okay, let's start the special training next!" Zhen I, the perfect man, nodded.

The next moment, he grabbed Di Shikun's shoulder, and the two disappeared in an instant, and then appeared above a huge sea of ​​stars. Countless vortexes appeared in an instant, and various monsters gushed out, and even caused large-scale blood mist because of each other.

"This is the place where you train special. Survive and... become stronger!" The real person looked at Di Shikun and said, without waiting for Di Shikun to object, he threw Di Shikun down.

Di Shikun fell in a roar and was submerged by the monster in a blink of an eye.

...

Dahuang Mountain, Huangmen.

The ancient sects are now gradually dying, with only two kittens and puppies remaining trying to support them.

Zhang Shixiong originally thought that his performance in the game was enough to shock the world. Once he became famous, the Huangmen would become famous and recruiting disciples would not be so difficult anymore.

But he didn't expect that no one paid attention to him at all. What did the Huangmen look like and what would be like after the game.

This was completely different from what he imagined. He risked the explosion of his body to join the war.

When he thinks that efforts are not proportional to gains, he often sighs.

"Why don't everyone come to learn from his masters? I clearly have a true teaching in Dahuang Sect."

Zhang Shixiong held a broom and swept the fallen leaves outside the gate. A gust of wind blew, and more fallen leaves fell from the surrounding trees. He sighed and just swept them again.

As he swept, he suddenly saw a pair of feet off the ground. He looked up along his feet and suddenly saw a hanged ghost's face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhang Shixiong was so scared that his soul almost broke out. The next moment he turned around and ran away, but he ran on the spot without moving even a single step.

"I died so miserably."

A faint voice came from behind, as if the sound came from under the Nine Nethers, with the chill that could freeze the souls of the living.

Zhang Shixiong had goose bumps all over his body and his hair was all up, but in this case, he cheered up, like a rat who was forced to do something. He turned around and shouted: "Don't come over, otherwise I'll be big, and inherit the Liuming Emperor Sword that has been 1,01 trillion generations. Do you want to be afraid!!!"

"Senior Brother, why are you yelling early in the morning?" Xiao Shimei's voice came from behind Zhang Shixiong at this time. Zhang Shixiong was immediately excited and looked closely. There were no monsters, ghosts, monsters, and monsters in front of him.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and was thinking about how to explain to Xiao Shimei, but he saw a man hanging in the air behind Xiao Shimei, looking at Xiao Shimei with cold eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, Liuming Emperor Sword!!!" Zhang Shixiong's thoughts exploded, he held the broom and roared, and rushed straight towards the hanged ghost.

bump!

Zhang Shixiong crossed Xiao Shimei, and then was hit by Xiao Shimei in the head, and he fell to the ground and fell down.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" Xiao Shimei asked angrily with her hands on her hips.

Then she felt something was wrong and slowly looked to her left hand. She saw a pair of black shoes floating in the air. She looked up along the shoes, and a pale hanged ghost face staring at her unwillingly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Xiao Shimei suddenly let out a shrill scream, turned around and wanted to escape, but tripped by Zhang Shixiong's shoes. She immediately lay on the ground like Zhang Shixiong, unable to get up.

"Maybe I should think about it again, and there may not be no better candidate." The hanging man fell from the air, looked at the incompetent senior brother and sister, and said quietly.

He is Huangdi, the founder of the Huangmen, who is Zhang Shixiong and Xiao Shimei's master.

As a transcendent, Huangdi naturally had to compete for tickets.

"Don't hurt the junior sister!"

At this time, Zhang Shixiong had already gotten up from the ground. He ran too fast just now and was attacked by Xiao Shimei again. Now his head was still bulging, but his expression was very serious.

Even his hands were already gathering strength, which was obviously trying to use his hands instead of the knife.

"Oh, you want to stop me?"

Huangdi looked at Zhang Shixiong and smiled playfully, then showed the expression of a hungry ghost and an old hooligan, gently picked up Xiao Shimei. Xiao Shimei opened her eyes and took the opportunity to attack, but was easily suppressed by him and could not move at all.

He glanced at Xiao Shimei, licked his tongue, and squinted his eyes and said, "It's still a young man, it's really good."

"Let go of junior sister!" Zhang Shixiong roared angrily.

Huangdi looked up and smiled, "If I don't let go, what about you?"

"Don't force me!"

Zhang Shixiong's hands began to emit golden light. He was worried that he would accidentally hurt Xiao Shimei, but at the same time he knew that if Xiao Shimei was taken away by the man in front of him, Xiao Shimei's fate might even be even worse.

He has still had too little experience.

Because he is in the yellow gate, his vigilance is far less than that in the wild, so he loses his composure by the man in front of him pretending to be a ghost.

But now he has calmed down.

Huangdi smiled with a bad taste and turned his hand to throw Xiao Shimei into the sky, saying, "I like to force others to do things I don't want to do the most. Your junior sister is not strong. I throw her to a height of ten thousand meters. The falling speed will be very fast. Before she falls, you must find a way to defeat me, otherwise under my obstruction, you don't want to catch your cute junior sister. She will "snap" and fall into a pile of minced meat!"

"You're looking for death!"

Zhang Shixiong shouted furiously and directly slashed at Huangdi with his hand instead of a knife.

There is no doubt that this sword is the Liuming Emperor Sword.

Bang!

Huangdi easily avoided Zhang Shixiong's slash, and then slapped him on Zhang Shixiong's cheek. Zhang Shixiong suddenly rotated at high speed 360 degrees in the air, like a top.
Chapter completed!