An hour passed, and all the four thousand ghosts who advanced to the second round of the test were ready, and the four thousand ghosts survival battle was about to start.

Survival and extinction are what the human world must face, whether it is a human, a ghost, or a sect. After the test just now, the four thousand ghosts faced the ending that they couldn't escape and couldn't escape, and those who were designated as low-level and barely made it into the top four thousand were all waiting to die in despair, while a few who were rated as intermediate still had a glimmer of extravagant hope for miracles, and some of those who were designated as high-level hoped not to meet those seed-level opponents.

After refining the soul power of the loser and strengthening the strength of the winner, the moment the four old men on the high platform opened their eyes, the prelude to the start of the second round of tests was about to begin, and twenty places were about to be generated.

Dong Lao froze down, stepped forward and said loudly: "This round of competition will determine whether you have the opportunity to enter the third level of the test place - the Soul Tower, the rules of the game are heads-up, there will be twenty high-level ones among you who will be selected to defend, and all of you will be evenly dispersed into twenty areas according to the level, and the last remaining champion in each area is the top twenty, and you will get the opportunity to enter the Soul Tower." ”

Long Yu was not secretly proud of his ranking as the first in the test, he knew that the next test would be even more difficult, but he already had an indomitable determination in his heart. Even though he may have to face the challenge of more than 200 people, with his soul power and understanding of the Ten Styles of Falling Leaves, he should have a better chance of single-handedly challenging himself, but Dong Lao's next words made him feel that there may still be accidents in the competition.

"The low-level ones are not without opportunities, and the so-called heads-up is not one-on-one, but a group. All 20 areas start with the low level, one person will be challenged in the ring at random, and if you fail, two people can go to the stage, and so on, until all the low levels are gone, and the same is true for the intermediate and advanced challenges. ”

"In every competition, there can only be one ghost in the ring, for example, if four low-level alliances defeat the champion, they must also decide the one who wins, and with our help to obtain the soul power of the champion and the other three, so that the strength skyrockets, and it may even go to the end. So as long as you win, we are all recognized, even if your level of soul power is low, as long as you don't give up at any time, we will help you continue to grow stronger in the competition. ”

After Dong Lao finished talking about the rules of the competition, many of the four thousand ghosts below with low realms became excited, such rules contributed to the chance of chance, even low-level souls may become powerful by devouring high-level soul power, and for a while, everyone was full of hope, and the twenty champions who were selected, the previous joyful expressions disappeared in an instant.

Until the final ending, everything is unknown. It's the rules, it's a contest of perseverance and courage, maybe it's a contest of luck, it's a contest of intrigues. In short, the real winner is the one who stands in the ring in the end.

The four thousand ghosts were quickly divided into twenty areas according to their strength, Dong Lao waved his right hand, and the light flashed on the square, and twenty rings appeared, when the four thousand ghosts were scattered to twenty areas, he waved his left hand, and each ring area seemed to be protected by a light mask, and the situation inside could be clearly seen from the outside, but the inside could not perceive the situation outside.

Long Yu was assigned to the first district, and he was not as impatient as the champions of the other districts, but slowly stepped into the ring step by step, one to put heavy pressure on the other ghosts in the district, and the other to calm his state of mind that had just been disturbed by the rules announced by Dong Lao. He stood in the ring, his hands behind his back, looking at the two hundred ghosts under the ring, it won't be long before only one ghost will survive as the winner, and the others will dissipate forever, this ghost may be himself, or it may be one of the people in the audience, although he can't see their expressions clearly, but Long Yu believes that the idea of survival must be fanatically supporting them to defeat him.

Long Yu had a lot of questions to figure out, and he didn't want to dissipate like this, he silently said to himself, since fate arranged for him to come here, he had to follow the rules of survival in this cloud capital domain, stand on the top of the cloud capital, and everything should start with killing!

The ghosts under the ring were very heavy by Long Yu's momentum, and no one wanted to go up to be the first, they knew in their hearts that no one was sure to defeat Long Yu one-on-one. The other arena areas have already started to compete, but the first area is silent, Dong Lao had to wave his hand, a ghost with low-level soul power flew into the ring, he was full of fear, curled up to the side, the soul power pivot he only practiced to the second layer, and he couldn't condense the soul power sword to perform the Fallen Leaf Ten Style.

Long Yu summoned the sword of soul power, thinking about the last four mantras of the soul power sutra, trying to shrink the sword of soul power into a needle, and then driving the thin needle into the opponent's body. With a scream, the ghost disappeared immediately, and when Long Yu withdrew the needle of soul power, he found that his soul power seemed to increase a little.

Long Yu's second battle is still Dong Lao's compulsory means, and the third battle is still the same, until all the low-level are all killed by Long Yu, the soul power intermediate ghost will take the initiative to go to the ring, looking forward to the miracle of winning more and less.

However, in the face of absolute strength, they still have no chance, Long Yu continues to devour the soul power of those ghosts through battle, he becomes stronger and stronger, even if the last dozen people form a siege on Long Yu together, he is still comfortable holding the sword of soul power to easily harvest the soul power of those ghosts. After the more than 100 low-level ghosts were all absorbed by Long Yu and dissipated, he felt that his soul power seemed to have increased a lot.

"This son is really powerful, his soul power has entered the advanced level so quickly, and after this battle is over, his soul power is likely to enter the advanced five-star level or above, which is a soul power level that many geniuses can only reach for decades. Nan Lao had been watching the situation here, watching Long Yu take the lead in completing the duel with the junior and intermediate level, and couldn't help but admire.

In the face of the challenge of high-level ghosts, Long Yu also seemed extremely relaxed, these ghosts became his practice tools for skillfully controlling soul power, he divided his soul power into three parts: soul needle, soul sword, and soul beast, and coordinated with each other to attack, and the ten styles of falling leaves ended the first challenge of high-level ghosts before they used the three moves of their own fusion, and there were only less than twenty high-level ghosts left.

In front of the ring in the first district, the remaining high-level ghosts kept shaking, and it was a shock and uneasiness. Seeing that Long Yu was like a soul-cutting messenger who had harvested the soul power of nearly two hundred ghosts in less than an hour, facing the fear of dissipation, the little courage and hope that had been accumulated before the competition slowly disappeared, and despair struck again.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the fifteenth district, and a ghost god of war with intermediate soul power became a high-level soul power champion and became the new champion. When the old man loudly announced the news to the audience, the ghosts who had not yet participated in the competition aroused another wave of desire to create miracles.

Long Yu's heart was calm, he knew that his position as the leader of the first district was already unshakable, and the remaining ghosts were no longer enough to threaten him, he was looking forward to the test of the soul tower, he was getting stronger, and the other ghosts were also getting stronger, the strongest twenty people were competing for three places, it must be a tragic battle, if he faced the siege of several of the twenty people, could it be so easy?

The high-level ghost challenge returned to starting one-on-one, after the first battle, two mid-level three-star challengers walked into the ring, Long Yu summoned the soul power sword and a trick of falling leaves, and suddenly the layers of halo like the fallen leaves piled up on the ground rolled towards each other, and the two ghosts were familiar with this move, and they also issued the same move to resist, and their bodies also retreated rapidly.

The layers of halos continued to collide, the strength of the two ghosts was far weaker than the dragon feather, and they were attacked by the residual strength of the dragon feather falling leaf cascading halo, and took a few steps back to stabilize, and was glad that he had retreated a distance in advance, suddenly, a light dragon flashed out of the halo, and slammed into the soul power sword in the hand of one of them, the person was frightened, and he had no time to react, the light dragon had already devoured his soul power sword, he desperately commanded the soul power sword to take it back and escape, but he was always unable to do anything, desperately feeling that his soul power continued to drain, his body continued to dissipate, and finally disappeared into nothingness。 The other was about to attack with all his might, only to see a flash of ghostly light, and the Soul Reaver Needle had finished his last thoughts.

With only two moves, only two breaths, the two mid-level three-star high-level ghosts dissipated like this, leaving the remaining challengers in the first area with further deepening fear.

Three high-level ghosts entered the ring, and Long Yu won the victory with one move of wind and willow catkins, and devoured the soul power of the three ghosts. The four challengers went to the ring, still with a move to move the willow catkins, and after devouring their ghosts, Long Yu felt that his soul power seemed to have increased by another level.

"He didn't use the deciduous ten-style, which is unfair and should be sentenced to death. "A ghost who was about to come to the stage saw the power of Long Yu, but seeing that the moves he made were somewhat shadowy of the Ten Styles of Fallen Leaves, but they were not the moves of the Ten Styles, he loudly protested. The remaining dozen or so soul bodies seemed to see hope, and they also echoed it.

Dong Lao coldly glanced at the dozen or so ghosts and announced that Long Yu did not violate the rules, but cast the first four styles of the Ten Fallen Leaves together, the luck in their hearts was shattered, in fact, the stronger of them had already seen some ways, but they hated themselves for not understanding this mystery earlier, and now it was obviously too late to temporarily hold on to Buddha's feet.

Long Yu was still very easy in the next defense in the first district, and when he faced the front and back attacks of the six ghosts in the final battle, he fired two moves in a row to move the fallen leaves, and the light dragon soul beast and the soul needle quickly reaped the spoils. Immediately after the battle, he meditated and stabilized his soul power after a crazy surge.

Long Yu became the first to get a place to enter the Soul Tower, and he meditated quietly and waited for the competition to end.

"This son is really a genius comparable to the qualifications of the Yuntian Emperor, and in a short period of time, the soul power level has been raised to about a high-level five-star, and he has also found out the fusion method of the Ten Styles of Falling Leaves, and what is even more terrifying is that he has not only penetrated the fifth layer of the soul power pivot scripture, but also condensed the soul needle and soul beast while condensing the sword of soul power, and can also easily control it, the mind is so powerful, it is really incredible. ”

Listening to Dong Lao's words, the other three old men nodded in agreement, in their hearts, as long as the last level is tested and there are no mistakes, Long Yu has already occupied a rebirth place, and the other two places are still uncertain for them.