Although they couldn't see the situation inside, they knew that Gong Yin should be dead.

"This martial soul fusion technique seems to be even more evil and domineering than the one from Hu Liena and Evil Moon." Qingqing was already completely demented, she couldn't imagine that Jiang Chen's talent and strength were so terrifying.

At this moment, the thick black mist dispersed, and the figures of Jiang Chen and Zhao Youyue appeared.

Although they had just performed the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, they didn't look weak, but they were still in good spirits.

Not far from them, a stiff, dried corpse lay on the ground, its shriveled face distorted to the point of extreme horror, and its two eyes exploded.

Zhao Youyue was a little afraid to look at the terrifying corpse, she didn't expect that with Jiang Chen's martial soul fusion technique, she would kill a great soul master so easily.

Jiang Chen and Zhao Youyue walked to the side and stood quietly.

Wan Tianqi's face was frightened and hurriedly dodged away, Jiang Chen and Zhao Youyue were really terrifying, he swore that in the three years in the concentration camp, he would never provoke these two people.

Long Shan no longer looked down on Jiang Chen in his heart, and he finally understood at this time that Jiang Chen was really a demonic genius, and he was not relying on the Pope's relationship to gild the inside of the death concentration camp.

No wonder the Pope would let him help Jiang Chen once, who wouldn't cherish such a genius?

Don't say it once, even if it comes a few more times, he's willing.

However, the more talented the student, the stricter his training became, in addition to secretly guaranteeing that Jiang Chen would not die, he had to let Jiang Chen make the greatest progress in the death camp.

Soon, another teenager rushed out, but the old man and the instructors shook their heads in disappointment, this teenager's willpower obviously did not meet their requirements.

On the boy's pants, a map was clearly drawn, indicating that the boy had just been completely immersed in the illusion, and he couldn't resist the temptation, but he was able to break out of the red mist in the end, although it was a little worse, but it was still good.

This was the last of the Five Heavenly Kings, and as soon as he came out, he shouted loudly: "Gong Yin, you give me your life!" ”

In the end, when he learned from Wan Tianqi that the dried corpse was Gong Yin, his reaction was even more exaggerated than Wan Tianqi, and he looked at Jiang Chen and the two in horror.

Towards evening, a large wave of young men and girls arrived in the mist, but none of them managed to break out.

The old man withdrew from the mist, and suddenly the young men and girls in the place were revealed, all of them wriggling on the ground, trapped in an illusion and unable to extricate themselves.

A group of instructors walked up and woke them up one by one.

Jiang Chen's sharp eyes found that those girls were all the same as Zhao Youyue at that time, and he finally understood what it was.

Zhao Youyue's face turned red again, and she found that Jiang Chen was looking at her with a strange gaze, and she wished that she could get into the crack in the mountain wall behind her.

At this time, only two days had passed in three days, and most of the students in the forest had not come out, and Jiang Chen, the students who had already come out, had been taken outside.

……

Another day passed, and in the end, only one eight-year-old boy managed to break out of the illusion and won the fifth place, and those who did not break out of the illusion were all ranked sixth.

As for those who didn't make it to the final hurdle in three days, they were all listed as failures with zero points.

In the end, all the instructors were dispatched, and it only took half a day to search the entire forest and rescue all the students who were trapped inside.

By the time all the instructors and cadets returned to the city, it was already night.

The instructor did not arrange any more tasks, and the trainees rested freely.

As Jiang Chen's subordinate, Zhao Youyue moved to live in Jiang Chen's small building together, and her abnormal behavior attracted the attention of many people.

But when they heard that Zhao Youyue and Jiang Chen had used the Martial Soul Fusion Technique to torture and kill Gong Yin, everyone was afraid.

They had all seen the dried corpse, and the death was extremely terrifying, and they didn't expect it to be the corpse of Gong Yin.

……

"Yuyue, tell me about what training might be next." Jiang Chen asked.

Zhao Youyue was sitting respectfully in front of Jiang Chen, "Master, I went to inquire just now, and we may have training in the killing field next." ”

"The killing field is the place where the killing takes place, and in this city, the opponents are all some evil murderers, and almost most of the previous students died in the killing field. Every student has to kill once a month, although the opponent is a soul master of the same realm, but each of those murderers is experienced in a hundred battles, and the methods are cruel, and many students are cowardly before fighting. ”

"In addition, from tomorrow, many cultivation venues in the city will also be opened one by one, and our cultivation battles will be guided by instructors, which can make us quickly become stronger."

Jiang Chen nodded, no wonder the Martial Spirit Hall would hold this death concentration camp, and so many people could sign up every year, could it not be happy to cultivate under the pressure of death.

The most important thing is to cultivate the strong heart of these students from an early age, the students who go out from here are not comparable to the flowers in those greenhouses, and they will definitely be focused on by the Wuhun Hall in the future, and the future is limitless.

"Youyue, I don't think your combat experience is strong, you must increase your training in this area in the future, you know?"

"Got it." Zhao Youyue nodded, as well-behaved as a bird.

"Master, can I ask you a question?" After getting along with each other during this time, she found that Jiang Chen was actually quite easy to talk to, his temper was not short-tempered, and there was less fear in his heart.

"Just ask."

"Which family are you from?"

"I don't have any family." Jiang Chen said indifferently.

"Huh?" Zhao Youyue screamed in surprise, seeing that Jiang Chen's talent was so powerful, she thought that Jiang Chen was from a certain big family.

"It seems that the master is also one of the orphans adopted by the Wuhun Palace." She said secretly in her heart.

Jiang Chen didn't know what Zhao Youyue was thinking, so he waved his hand and said, "It's not too early, go back to your room to cultivate." ”

After driving Zhao Youyue away, Jiang Chen sat down on the balcony, preparing to enter the cultivation.

"I'm going to cultivate here for three years, and after three years, my cultivation should be close to Soul Venerable, and after breaking through the twentieth level, I should have another Heavenly Tribulation."

The catastrophe is full of crises for him, but once it is over, the rewards given by the system are also very generous.

……

……

Three years later.

Outside the black city, there stood a group of teenagers and girls, all with excitement on their faces.

Just today, they finally graduated from the death camps.

There is a feeling of rebirth in everyone's heart, and three years of hellish training have allowed them to achieve a huge transformation, both in strength and in mind.

This session is also the one with the most surviving students, and more than fifty people have passed, and if these people don't die in the future, they will all become the elites of the Wuhun Palace.

"Brother Xiaochen, you must remember to come to see my sister often." Qingqing touched a teenager's hair and smiled.

"Got it, you can go back quickly, you don't have to send it." Jiang Chen was a little speechless.

He has grown a lot taller now, but he still can't look enough in front of this tall Qingqing, and he can't help it if he is touched on the head.