I don't know how long it took.

They came to the front of the Hundred Evil Hall again, and Du Kill led Ye Zhong into the first floor of the Hundred Evil Palace, which was full of gloomy atmosphere, covered with thousands of strange ghost bronze statues, just like a ghost hall.

In the center of the ghost hall is a huge bronze bell with countless criss-crossing lilac ghost patterns engraved on it, and next to the bronze bell is a waist-thick iron pillar, about one meter long.

Du Shu slowly walked to the bronze bell, his right hand glowed with a faint blood light, and the iron pillar was sucked into his hand like a magnet.

His face remained unchanged, his arm shook three times, and three phantom shadows suddenly flashed in the air, and the iron pillar immediately bombarded the bronze bell like lightning, making a soul-shattering sound.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

The bronze bell trembled violently, and the piercing sound of the bell resounded throughout the valley, shaking the surrounding air like a wave, and slamming into Ye Chong's strong body.

Ye Zhong felt the powerful impact of the air waves, and his body involuntarily took a step back, and his black hair also leaked out, like a waterfall.

"The soul bell is ringing, everyone hurry up and assemble!"

Hearing the bell, the wicked people all over the Valley of the Wicked flashed their bodies and ran towards the place where the Hall of Hundred Evils was located, their expressions extremely serious.

A quarter of an hour later.

Du Kill slowly walked out of the main hall, and Ye Zhong followed closely behind him, staring at his majestic back.

Outside the Hall of Hundred Evils, dense figures gathered, occupying the ground in a hundred zhang radius, like a mountain of people piled up, and like a surging sea of people.

Most of them are vicious-looking, and their bodies are full of murderous spirits, like demons and monsters in hell.

But the moment Du Kill came out, these wicked people who looked like evil ghosts all stood up straight and lowered their heads in unison, as if they had seen the supreme emperor and the gods in their hearts.

Neat movements, wordless silence.

Nearly 10,000 wicked people were silent, their faces filled with adoration and awe, and in their hearts they were the supreme gods, and their dreams were to become like him.

Du Kill coldly glanced at the crowd of His Highness the Hundred Evils, and a domineering and unrivaled momentum surged out of his body.

His tall and thin body became extremely tall at this moment, like a demon king from hell, which made people tremble and give birth to a sense of respect.

"Is this the real wicked?" Ye Chong's pupils flashed with a strange light, and a kind of longing and yearning was born in his heart.

None of the wicked people below were cultivators below the third-rate realm, they were all big thieves and murderers on the evil side, and countless people were afraid of them and afraid of them.

These terrible murderers all bowed their heads in front of a person, it was easy to kill a person, but it was very difficult to make him surrender.

Du Kill made these murderers lower their heads, which is really incredible.

"The real wicked people are all heroes, and the following wicked people are only criminals at most." Ye Chong had a lot of thoughts, he knew that if he wanted to become the first person in the Demon Dao, he definitely didn't just kill a few people.

There are also three, six, nine and so on among the wicked, ordinary wicked people only know how to burn, kill and loot, but the real wicked people will be feared, just like the Du in front of them.

"I have something to announce." Du Kill said lightly, his voice clear and cold.

The wicked people below listened attentively, their bodies were all square, and the weapons in their hands were placed at their feet, and their chests were puffed up and their lower abdomen shrunk.

"Half a month later, at the first meeting of the Demon Dao, I have already decided on the candidates, the person whose name is called will stand up, and if others have objections, they will come out to challenge, and if the challenge is successful, they will replace that person to participate in the competition, regardless of life or death!" Du Kill said coldly, and his voice changed from small to loud, and finally formed a terrifying sound storm.

The wicked people were suddenly shocked, and then they began to discuss it with an urn.

Ye Chong's eyes narrowed slightly, he knew that there would inevitably be a big battle today.

Li Dazui and Haha'er also stood aside and stared at Ye Chong, who had just returned, with a look of surprise on their faces, because Ye Chong's cultivation had actually broken through to the lower third-rate level.

The discussion of the wicked people gradually became louder, and the realm of the first meeting of the Demon Dao was limited to the third-rate realm this time, so there was a group of people who could not participate.

The most likely ones are, of course, those martial artists who have reached the upper third-rate level of the martial arts realm, and the best of them are just a few people, and I don't know who Du Kill will choose?

"The first person, Prince Charm!" Du Kill suddenly said coldly.

At this time, a tall young man wearing a robe with a big red peony pattern walked out, his eyebrows were light, his body was like a slender bamboo pole, and he couldn't be thinner.

"Prince Charm! Sure enough, it was him, the prince of one of the three evil ghosts. ”

"His martial arts are tricky, his body is like a ghost, and his moves are extremely treacherous! He should be the first in the third-rate realm in the valley! ”

The wicked people all discussed it, and Haha'er and Li Dazui also nodded slightly, as if they admired Wang Zimei very much.

"Anyone who wants to challenge me?" Wang Zimei smiled coldly, and a bright purple and blue floated on his thin white hands, like a beautiful and bewitching flower.

The wicked people all glanced at each other, and a few wanted to try it, but after hesitating for a while, they finally suppressed the thought in their hearts, because Wang Zimei was the first among all the third-rate masters in the Valley of the Wicked.

Go out and fight him, there is no suspense at all.

"Tricks?" A look of interest flashed in Ye Chong's black pupils, but there was no need for him to challenge Wang Zimei, because there was a quota for him.

After a long time, no one came up to challenge.

"The second person, Chen Xiao!" Du Kill continued to say coldly.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and a dwarf in a green robe came out, he was extremely short, almost up to the thigh of a normal person.

He was born with a sharp beak and monkey gills, but his hands were half-length sharp iron claws, and he was dexterous and fast in his movements.

"Chen Xiao, one of the three evil ghosts, you don't have to guess the candidates for this competition!"

"Yes, among the martial artists in the third-rate realm of the Valley of the Wicked, the most powerful is the three evil ghosts, and these three have the strength of the third-rate upper stage!"

"Although Chen Wei is short, his claws can break gold and iron, dig out his heart and lungs, and be extremely vicious. There is also a light skill that comes and goes like the wind, except for Wang Zimei, no one should be able to win him. ”

The wicked people buzzed and discussed again, and Li Dazui and Haha'er also showed satisfied expressions.

"Three evil spirits?" Ye Chong's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hehe, who wants to challenge Lao Tzu? Come out and die! "Although Chen Wei is short, his temper is extremely arrogant.

However, the wicked people did not come out, some people did not meet the standards of the competition, and some people knew that Chen Xiao was powerful, so they were silent.