"My subordinates and subjects, wake up......"

"Kill, completely defeat the invaders!"

"Kill, win the glory that belongs to us!"

"Kill, our family is waiting for us to come home. ”

"Kill!"

............

Magnetic shouts resounded in a circular gladiatorial arena. In the long golden light, countless soldiers stood in a piece of yellow sand, black and oppressive, like a dark cloud that was enough to envelop the heavens and the earth.

They were all deceased, the opponents of White Night's first bloody battle in this ancient tower of Tongtian. They are not ordinary beings, they are dead people, they are undead, people who have been resurrected by evil magic.

And now their shouts of killing resounded on this new battlefield, although they were far away from these former warriors, but the white night could see clearly, and everything about these people could be seen.

They were supposed to be a group of dead warriors, still wearing the tattered armor of yesteryear. Although the armor was broken, some of them even looked unsightly, and there were many holes, and in those holes, their rotting bodies could be seen intuitively......

In Bai Ye's opinion, this group of warriors should have been one of the many challengers who fell to the Soul Suppression Prison in the past. It's just that the remnants of the will and body are sealed by this tower, and when necessary, as it is now, they will appear as a means of stopping future challengers.

And in the face of such a group of people who are not afraid of death just to fight for the word "freedom", Bai Ye raised a kind of respect for them from the bottom of his heart.

It was a kind of respect for the warriors, and the complete destruction of their remaining bodies and the liberation of their wills from their difficulties was also a kind of respect for the white night.

So the next moment he made a move, and in the earth-shattering shouts of those undead warriors, he collected his green robe and fox fur, revealing an incomparably white white robe, and on top of that white robe, the two flowers on the other side looked extremely eye-catching.

"Kill. ”

At this moment, Bai Ye also blurted out the word killing, although he did not roar, but he already had a soaring battle intent pouring into every corner of his body from the flow of blood.

He had killed so many times in the Soul Suppression Prison, but this one was the most comfortable for him...... With Bai Ye's one foot shaking the ground, his whole body suddenly flew out like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the black and oppressive crowd.

"Rise up and meet the enemy!"

"No mercy!"

............

"Boom Boom-"

The sound of bones shattering resounded throughout the dueling arena, and with each punch of the white night, a warrior would fall in the enemy's position.

And every time Bai Ye makes a shot, he will suffer some injuries to a greater or lesser extent. It's just that because his body's recovery ability is too perverted, it's only a few breaths of time, and it's already intact.

Except for the blood stains on Bai Ye's clothes, which proved that he had suffered these injuries, these things were no longer visible from any other place.

And for Bai Ye, what he can experience more now is the surging operation of his own blood. With every punch, Bai Ye could even feel the breath of the era of the Lich War that Fan Li had existed long ago.

The exact same sense of battle surged out of his bloodstream. And as this battle gradually enters the white-hot stage, the scarlet light in the white night double pupils will become more and more terrifying.

"Roar—"

When Bai Ye once again blasted the hundreds of people on the opposite side back with a punch and turned them into dust, he let out an earth-shattering roar.

At this moment, Bai Ye felt that his whole person had become boiling, and the combination of endless battle intent and violent killing intent gave him immeasurable terrifying power.

The black and white demonic power surrounded Bai Ye's body, and with him as the center, he began to paint a black and white picture. It was a scene of hundreds of millions of living beings floating in a battlefield, a scene of Fan Li's participation in the Lich War in the past.

Because of Bai Ye's high fighting spirit, the bloodline inheritance buried deep in the blood of Fan Li's demon has been stimulated by Bai Ye at this moment. And that picture of the black and white scene is a manifestation of this inheritance.

And Bai Ye naturally saw such a scene, because this picture did not only appear beside him, in Bai Ye's sea of knowledge, there was also such a picture manifested, and it was much more detailed than this scene.

And through this picture, Bai Ye's fighting skills have increased at the same speed as Daigo's empowerment, but after just a few dozen breaths, his fighting style is very different from before.

And at this moment, the yellow sand is long through the rotting body, covering the sky and the sun, and the endless corpses are turned into dust...... Such a few sentences are the truest portrayal of this battlefield.

This killing curtain set off by Bai Ye alone and their undead spirits has now completely reduced to Bai Ye's battlefield alone, and it is also a stage for him alone.

With the blessing of the continuous performance and deduction of the Shura Dao and the Rakshasa Dao, Bai Ye vividly interpreted his vertical and horizontal path in this war against him alone with more and more terrifying and profound physical skills.

And even so, the group of warriors who had already died once seemed endless, like the weeds of the steppe in a fire, never burned out, never completely collapsed.

However, this is just their general trend, in the face of the white night, the only existing Fan Li in the world, the main figure of the demon clan in charge of killing and conquering, the former four generations of killing emperors...... They were not destined to win.

Although the balance is made for fairness, it rarely proves fairness sometimes. More often than not, it is the side that can control the scales that can really control the victory.

On this battlefield, the scales of victory are always tilted only in favor of the stronger. Although the opponent is outnumbered, and although the opponent is also a powerful warrior, Bai Ye is never a weak person on the battlefield.

It is true that what happened to the white night has always been tragic, and even seems extremely miserable...... But such circumstances did not make him perish, but made him stronger and stronger.

............

Finally, I don't know how long it took, on this battlefield where the yellow sand was flying, only Bai Ye was left alone. And the unknown number of undead armies before has disappeared into invisibility.

At the insistence of the White Night, they all fell, their decaying corpses turned into dust. Their fighting spirit is immortal, and even if their corpses are destroyed by the White Night, they can still do it forever.

It's just that on this battlefield, they won't appear in front of White Night again. After all, they had already failed, and their battle formation was destroyed by the offensive of the White Night, although it could not be called devastating, but under the absolute difference in strength, it was not much different.

After defeating all the enemies, White Night can naturally rest for a while. And just as Bai Ye was still sitting on the ground to recover consumption, a golden light curtain appeared in front of him silently.

"Rules: Kill all the enemies in front of you before you can enter the next level of the dueling arena. ”

"Rules: There must be a separation between the challenger and the blocker, and only the separation of life and death can be regarded as the real victory of this battle. ”

"Rules: At the end of each battle, if the challenger's side wins, the challenger's side will have a 10-breath break. After ten breaths, the battle will continue, and the tower ban will send the challenger to the next level. ”

"Rule: Time in the tower is proportional to the flow rate of time outside. One second outside the world, one year inside the tower. The tower owner is reminded that one breath is equal to seven seconds. ”

............

After dozens of breaths, Bai Ye finally saw everything on the light curtain clearly. After digesting all the contents, Bai Ye's heart no longer hangs high.

Time had always been his biggest worry, and since he entered the Land of Exile, White Night had been in a state of anxiety. He didn't want to see a white skeleton when he went back to the southern land of the desolate realm after all he had worked so hard to get back from.

............

The time of ten breaths is definitely not long, but it is not too short for the white night. And Bai Ye's efforts were just enough to catch it.

Bai Ye was just as he had just recovered his injuries, and a feeling of heaven and earth shaking was transmitted from his feet. And he also went to the next gladiatorial arena in a flash of golden light.

There was the next bitter battle waiting for him, and he had already chosen to do so, no, and there could be no more way out. What awaits him now is to keep going on this path.

The tower was his own choice after all...... At the beginning, he had cast the Double Pupil Method, and he had seen three different scenes from those three runes.

To this day, he remembered that he saw an endless ancient road from the rune on the left, a completely enclosed room in the rune in the middle, and an ancient battlefield with only fighting in the rune on the right.

He has already chosen, and there is no way back. And Bai Ye himself thinks that this is the most suitable path for him, if he can finally go out in such a way, how can it not be regarded as a practice.

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PS: Today's second shift _(•̀ω•́ 」∠)_

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