Wu replied: "The spirit stone is the basic cost used to maintain the formation, not only the use of the venue has to pay 10,000 middle-grade spirit stones, but also the spirit stone to watch other people's competitions, and with the permission of the other party, you can pay 20,000 middle-level spirit stones for viewing." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ten thousand middle-grade spirit stones are really black enough, if they are placed in the God Refining Sect, it is estimated that only a few core disciples and the elders of the Elders' House can take them out.

About three seconds later, a pillar of light appeared on one side of the square, and a humanoid creature stepped out of it, bald and burly, carrying a heavy axe in his hand.

This man had extremely dark skin, unruly eyes, pale yellow eyebrows, and a forehead that was so high that it looked like a huge sarcoma.

"Terran, hmph, it's even a weak opponent for me."

This person strode out, his expression was dissatisfied, the contempt in his eyes was unreservedly displayed, and he raised the axe in his hand and slashed at Zhang Hao, not even interested in talking.

There are many races in the Moro realm, but the human race is born weak, and the most important thing is that the life span is shorter than that of other races, in order to survive, some people become slaves of other races, and some people are captured as mining slaves.

The ill-fated one may even become food.

There are also supreme beings among the human race, who establish territories, but the clansmen who can only protect their own territories have no right to interfere with the food of other territories.

While!

Zhang Hao grabbed the spear and fought back, using five points of strength.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, the spear swept back and slammed into the opponent's body, and the man turned into a white light before he could even hum.

"It's a little weak." Zhang Hao shook his head, isn't it equivalent to giving away spirit stones for nothing when such a person comes up.

The number of his matches is zero, and the primary rating is ordinary, and the martial arts arena will naturally be matched according to the situation of both sides.

"It's too weak!"

"Mastering such a little bit of vitality, is this Tongxuan?"

Zhang Hao easily sent the other party away with one shot, and he didn't waste much strength at all.

"Kai, congratulations on completing the ten consecutive victories, because you are entering the martial arts arena for the first time, so in addition to the reward, you will be given an extra chance to watch the battle."

A cylindrical light appeared in front of him, and there were three pills in it, the quality was average, Zhang Hao was a little disappointed, but this opening ten kills were too easy, and it was naturally impossible to give good things.

"Kai, do you choose to continue the trial to prove your courage, or do you leave the martial arts arena and go back to quietly feel the harvest, and come back next time."

"Keep fighting!" The corners of Zhang Hao's mouth were slightly raised.

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The Refining God Sect suffered heavy losses this time, and the external Great Luo Sect even had the idea of replacing the Refining God Sect, but now Jiuyin was in a very good mood, and when some powerful ghosts attacked him, they only dissolved it and did not remove it.

"Hey, Your Majesty, are you still alive?" Jiuyin shouted playfully.

"I've seen my seniors." The flat earth splattered everywhere, trying to separate the two sides, and an oval-shaped warm jade coffin emerged from below.

This kind of warm jade is extremely precious, and each palm-sized piece will be treasured by other monks, worn on the body, and has the effect of purifying the heart and calming the qi, and if it is sacrificed into a treasure weapon, it is even more precious and abnormal.

Such a warm jade coffin is priceless, and it is even more precious than a top-level magic weapon.

Inside, a middle-aged man in a dragon robe sat up, with a helpless expression, his expression was like seeing a fly on a plate during a meal, his heart was disgusting, but there was nothing he could do.

"Look at you, I'm just here to see you, what kind of expression do you have, I didn't say anything about my disciples and grandchildren dying here."

The emperor's face twitched, but when he met the person opposite, he didn't dare to say that he was suffering.

"Senior, I've been asleep since I was separated from you last time." Emperor Sheng was also depressed, didn't he just want to live forever, he had become a zombie, why didn't this terrible young man let him go.

Jiuyin smiled gently: "I just came here to see you, and by the way, when I came here just now, I saw the location of the ancestral mountain as if some breath rushed out."

Yes! Emperor Sheng had a look of horror on his face.

Emperor Sheng said with a bitter face: "Those aliens want to come over again?" ”

Jiuyin nodded, and said very seriously: "Yes, so those boys in my family came to play, I still agree in my heart, the little thing you left, except for a few old medicines, is basically useless." ”

Emperor Sheng looked at the young man, suddenly sighed, and said, "You are scaring me, yes, you must be scaring me." ”

Jiuyin laughed, this is the corpse emperor, the strength is amazing, although he is a little timid, but sitting here, even if he is not careful, there will be an accident.

"By the way, I remember that there seems to be a Soul Suppression Sutra on my bookshelf, if you want it, I can give it to you."

The Soul Suppression Ding is the core technique of the Refining God Sect, although it cannot be passed on, but Emperor Sheng has mastered a lot after so many years, which is also one of the reasons why he continues to sleep, the Soul Suppression Sutra is more perfect than the Soul Suppression Ding, and the Soul Suppression Sutra is divided into two parts, the upper part is the Soul Suppression Ding, and the lower part is the essence that only a few elders can watch.

A trace of blood appeared on Emperor Sheng's withered face, and a golden flame burst out in his eyes.

"Extreme Yin turns to Yang, Extreme Yang turns to Yin, Yin and Yang grow and decline, and the mystery of Yin and Yang complementing each other is in it."

Emperor Sheng asked, "You want me to submit to obedience so much?" ”

As a founding emperor, and from a mortal body to the point where he is now, whether it is intelligence or means, whether it is heart or vision, he is definitely not inferior to Jiuyin, the ancestor of the mountain.

Then he shook his head and laughed and said: "Even the seniors have come out, it seems that the time when the legendary golden gate will open is not far away, and I chose this place because this is one of the three **** eyes, and there is also a part of the power of another world, no one dares to come here." ”

"Where there is a cause, there is an effect, I have obtained the power I want, and my descendants have also obtained the power I want, so naturally we should protect it."

Emperor Sheng looked at Jiuyin and said helplessly: "But I can't join the sect of my predecessors yet."

The corners of Jiuyin's mouth twitched, and he said with some dissatisfaction: "It seems that you are ready to cheat, okay, I'll leave now, you still lie in your jade coffin and be your underground king." ”

How could Emperor Sheng not hear the dissatisfaction in Jiuyin's tone, it is estimated that the only person in the world who dares to ridicule himself as the eighth king is the master in front of him.

This one is quite unreasonable, when he first came here, he was ready to refine himself, but fortunately, in the end, he had to give up because he was connected to this underground palace.

It can be said that his life is built on this underground palace, and it is the living eye of this underground palace, and when he dies, this underground palace will be completely destroyed, so Jiuyin had to give up back then.