It was like a weak sigh, but with a twisted madness.

The boy in purple was stunned.

The old man seemed to have returned to his light, and a hoarse voice squeezed out of his mouth between his teeth.

Every word was bloody.

"A few of our old fellows can't stand you, someone will take you······ You can't get out of the giant tiger's ······ Hehe..."

"We'll ······ Eat your meat... Drink your blood"

"Take off your head... Picked up your ······"

Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, the purple-clothed boy stopped his slow footsteps, and without looking back, the blood light under his hand shot out in an instant.

A bloody sword glowed with purple light, slicing off the head of the old man who was not dead in the pool of blood like a sharp sword in the wind.

The head that should have fallen to the ground with it was lifted up by the sword aura full of dark power, like a fallen leaf in the wind, flying along the blood light into the distance.

The hidden power of the blood sword was extremely powerful, and after cutting off the head, it was thrust heavily into the edge of the ring in the distance.

The shriveled mouth on the skull was still slightly open, and the corners of the mouth were dried bloodstains, maintaining the same shape that had been spoken a moment ago.

On the old man's old face, the cloudy old eyes were still staring at the small back not far away.

At the moment when the powerful energy impact fluctuations were released after the confinement technique was broken, Liuyun rushed to Chu Nanhe's body who fell straight on top of the ring, Chu Nanhe's limbs were already stiff at this time, if it weren't for the extremely subtle and slow fall together on the blood-wrapped chest, the rest would be no different from a dead person.

"Xiao He. ”

Liuyun called softly. As if knowing that the person wrapped in blood below him would not respond, Liuyun was expressionless, as if waiting for something.

When the purple-clothed boy walked to Chu Nanhe's side, his footsteps paused.

The moment the four eyes met, a flash of light flashed in Liuyun's eyes. He got up, picked up Chu Nanhe, who had stiff limbs, on his back, and walked straight to the steps below the ring.

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Outside the measuring hall, a breeze blows and leaves rustle. It was as if some kind of low, consistent opening song was playing, and the air was filled with depression, and the whole atmosphere seemed to have been soaked in formalin.

A certain hill.

Lu Yiren stood straight on the hill, and behind him was a disciple of the Cadre Measurement Hall. Standing in front of Lu Yiren were two gray-haired old men.

Although the white-haired old man's body was thin, the bright essence in his eyes was more dazzling than the brilliance in the eyes of any young man present.

Standing next to the thin old man was a white-haired old woman. The two old men, both of whom were a little thin, had straight spines.

"Repeatedly offending the test hall, what do you mean by agree?"

Lu Yiren spoke slowly.

The breeze blew across the hill, and two waves of people stood on the hill. On one side was a hall inspector in uniform and on the other side, a black beast. The black pressed a large area of beasts, as if occupying the entire hill, lying on the ground and raising its head to roar at the humans standing not far away.

"There are treasures of our demon beast clan hidden in the test hall. You've been using it for seven years, and now, it's time to return it!"

The leader was a majestic gorilla, holding a weapon made of clay, and he actually spoke human words.

Although these beasts did not transform into human form, the strength of each beast on the hill was no less than that of a cultivator in the middle stage of the human orange stage. They have a lineage called the "Blood Domain Sacrifice", and for every beast that receives this inheritance, their beast's body will be maximized and developed. In order to maximize their combat ability and further improve their cultivation.

These beasts disdain to transform into human form. What they advocate is to maintain the most primitive form and use the most primitive power.

The breeze blew, and every hair on the body of those beasts was as hard and bright as a needle tip, shining with essence, blowing with the wind, and there was a faint trace of energy in the process of the hair swinging.

"Your so-called treasures, to us, can only be counted as garbage. ”

The white-haired old woman said with a sharp smile.

The thin-haired old man beside the white-haired old woman curved slightly after hearing this.

As if sensing something, the white-haired old woman turned her head and glared at the old man beside her, smiling at all.

"Well, you just said 'we'. ”

The old man chuckled, and his elegant temperament appeared with this smile.

Hearing this blatant provocation and the subsequent disregard, the beasts flashed their weapons in their claws. A big war is about to begin.

"How?"

Lu Yiren asked in a low voice.

After all, on the contract signed by the Demon Beast Clan with the Measuring Hall seven years ago, once the two clashed and caused casualties, this contract would lose all its role from the moment the casualties occurred on both sides.

The old man in front of him, who had been smiling lightly and silently speaking, waved his hand lightly, removing the transparent forbidden barrier between the two waves of forces. The soft eyes swept over the black and overwhelming demon beast clan, and a ray of essence burst out from the eyes, and said with a light smile: "Kill." ”

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Inside the measuring hall.

After a sudden change, although the game was affected to a certain extent, the order of the scene quickly returned to normal under the proper arrangement of the hall personnel.

Only Ling Jundong and the last apprentice of the Wang family were left in the contestant seat. Han Rinbai didn't know when he had disappeared, and Ling Jundong also saw Han Rinbai's abnormal state today. But it was only a moment's worth of thought.

After all, he can't control the people who have nothing to do with him.

Ling Jundong and the Wang family disciples who finally rushed to the finals were placed by the test hall personnel. Today's game was postponed due to special circumstances, and He Ruidong immediately took Liuyun and planned to leave here.

After all, that thing needs Liuyun to do it for him.

Liuyun carried Chu Nanhe on his back and slowly walked forward with He Ruidong in front of him.

Chu Nanhe still maintained the state of being wrapped in coagulated blood, and his limbs were stiff, like a thick cocoon, lying on Liuyun's back.

He Ruidong paused.

A chamberlain who walked towards him handed He Ruidong a letter.

He Ruidong took the letter and wanted to take it back into the ring, but the moment his hand touched the slightly hot rune at the mouth of the envelope, it seemed as if it had been pricked, and He Ruidong's brows tightened.

He Ruidong, who hurriedly opened the letter and stood in place after reading it quickly, his gloomy eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation.