As the notoriety inherent in the place itself slowly spread, more and more daring human monks gathered to make some unseen and unseen deals with the evil spirits there.

Before you know it, it has evolved into the largest trading place in the Three Realms.

But there are indeed a lot of evil ghosts in this place, and there are no rules to control them, strength is respected, halfway to intercept orders, ghosts eat ghosts, ghosts eat people, and people kill ghosts everywhere.

Bai Tang originally thought about managing space, but the shadows of this world were full of chaos and loopholes, and he couldn't manage it at all.

And no matter how powerful he is, he is not so good that he can make up space everywhere.

Jiang Futing's face wore a mask that was very different from Bai Tang's style, after all, he was still a human being, and it was always right to act carefully.

After entering the Ghost Domain, there were not many people who wore masks like them along the way.

The training place that Bai Tang chose for him last time was a very well-known gladiatorial arena, and there were still no rules, whether it was a person or a ghost, leaving traces of your energy on the Optimus Stone Pillar in the middle of the gladiatorial arena was considered a registration.

The Optimus Stone Pillar was an important symbol of the gladiatorial arena, rising from the ground and towering into the sky.

It is engraved with a lifelike swimming dragon, spiraling up from the bottom of the stone pillar, as if it is about to break through the clouds!

All the applicants stand together in the gladiatorial arena, and if they leave the arena, they will lose, and the winner will be the one who can hold on to the end.

The last time Bai Tang took him to play, Jiang Futing insisted that half of the time left on the field was already the limit and came down by himself, and Bai Tang insisted until there were about a dozen people left before he took the initiative to step down without interest.

The main thing is to retain strength, too prominent in this kind of place is easy to be targeted by other people and ghosts, as for what Ande thinks, only this group of people and ghosts themselves know.

There are no hard and fast rules for the winner's color every time, it is just a small weapon, Bai Tang can't look down on it, and he has no interest in fighting.

When I walked to the gladiatorial arena again this time, I saw from a distance that the stage was already full of ghosts, and I couldn't see the number of layers at all.

The area of the gladiatorial arena itself is very large, at least the size of a large gymnasium, and there is nothing wrong with stuffing thousands of ghosts on the stage.

Bai Tang chose an angle in the corner of the stage to be tricky enough to see the position of the audience, and patted Jiang Futing's arm: "Remember to come back alive!" ”

Jiang Futing had no extra thoughts except to sew his mouth together, and simply left a sentence: "I'll go up." ”

When he had finished speaking, he floated up.

The only advantage of the soul body is that it is light and convenient, and the disadvantage is that it cannot be injured, and it will take a long time to raise the soul after hurting it.

He raised his hand, and the gray gas snapped out and was imprinted on the stone pillar in the middle, and the moment it touched, the stone pillar was slightly brighter, and then quickly dimmed.

The carrying capacity of the platform soon reached its limit, and a male ghost in a black robe suddenly emerged from the middle of the stone pillar, and he stretched out his dry palm, on which a broken rusty stone was suspended.

The moment Jiang Futing saw that thing clearly, there was a sudden strange fluctuation in his chest, and his eyes changed.

Isn't the thing in my chest sleeping all the time, how can it be so sudden?

He reacted to something, looked at the thing in the black robe's hand again, his eyes suddenly became cold, and his whole body was about to freeze.

The ghosts in the audience were puzzled by the things in the black robe's hands for a while, and began to talk about it.

"What is this? Fool us! ”

"The color head is getting more and more rubbish, it's not interesting at all, a broken stone and broken iron are taken out to show off!"

"That's right! Take some tape

Come out with great energy! We're not in the mood to fight! ”

The black robe snorted coldly, and a thick and cold ghost aura surged out of his body with a strong wind, covering the entire field.

The power of absolute suppression shook the hearts of all souls!

Jiang Futing was okay, the moment the black robe snorted, he quickly wrapped himself in turbidity.

As for the ghosts whose abilities are slightly worse, their soul bodies are instantly a lot weaker, and they can't hold up even half of their breath. Before it started, it went down.

The souls on the field were suddenly silent under his suppression.

The most powerful person who had just shouted wanted to sew his mouth shut at this moment.

This adult usually talks less, and for a long time, this group of self-righteous ants can really trample on his elephant when he is dead.

Although the wide hat of the black robe covered his cheeks, he could still feel the disdain and contempt when he probed the whole scene.

It wasn't until the ghosts below began to tremble under his yin owl's aura that he spoke again with satisfaction, but the unhappiness in his tone was quite obvious.

"Some of you are people who have cultivated and mixed in, and some of you are ghosts who have cultivated for more than a hundred years, and some of you should know that hundreds of millions of years ago, heaven and earth were divided into two, and this was the beginning of the period."

Jiang Futing also knew these things, and he had seen them in the book "Thousands of Taoism" given by Bai Tang.

But what the black robe said next was beyond his cognition.

"But do you know that before the beginning, the heavens and the earth were turbid, and it was for Hong Yuan." When the black robe said this, there was an indescribable yearning and surrender excitement in his tone.

"There is no sky, there is no earth, there are no living beings, there is no time, there is no space, everything is vast."

When he said this, Bai Tang, who had been living in the corner, suddenly raised his head, and his watery eyes condensed with coldness.

The words of the black robe seemed to be demonic, with an indescribable attraction, and the people on the field were as serious as listening to an elder with advanced Taoism, and all the ghosts did not blink their eyes.

"In the turbidity, after hundreds of millions of years, a green lotus was born, with five leaves, twenty-four petals, and ten thousand years later, it became a lotus seed."

"The lotus seeds are cracked, the green lotus and the leaves are petrified, and the shape is an artifact, containing the supreme eternal power and turbid qi, this is the original artifact born from heaven and earth, and the power is endless."

The black robe was extremely excited, his heart was surging, and his voice was like a drum vibrating, spreading out from the middle of the gladiatorial arena in waves after waves.

After he finished speaking, he was afraid that others would not believe him, so he said conclusively, emphasizing the thing in his hand loudly: "And this thing! It's the artifact! ”

The sound of thunder echoed in the gladiatorial arena.

The words of the black robe were indeed very moving, and even many of the ghosts present were lit up by him with enthusiasm and the ** they wanted to fight for.

A little more rational, the desire in his eyes burned for a while and then went out.

If this artifact is really as powerful as he said, how could he be willing to take it out as a lottery head?

It's too late to hide such a rare treasure by yourself, and you still take it out to others?

I'm afraid it's just a name!

Even if it's really something from before the beginning, I don't know if it's really material or a broken stone!

Some ghosts who felt that the color head was not worth it jumped off the gladiatorial arena one after another.

But Jiang Futing's gaze could be said to be the most determined of all the ghosts present, because the thing that had been hidden in his chest for a long time had been trembling since just now, and he almost couldn't even press it back.

Looks like

The Taoist priest in that broken house last time said that this thing and power were the beginning of the world, and he was not wrong at all.

The black robe's hand must be the remaining fragment of this artifact.

He looked back at Bai Tang in the corner of the gladiatorial arena, and Bai Tang seemed to have just noticed his gaze and looked away at him.

In the eyes of the other party, the meaning of letting him insist was quite obvious.

The iron in the black robe's hand did not have any energy fluctuations, even if it was true in his hand.

Obviously, he only knows this thing, and he doesn't know whether it works or how to use it.

If it's fake, just think of yourself as a training session here.

Ten minutes later, those who were unwilling to gamble their lives for such an ignorant thing all stepped down one after another, and there were also a few more powerful souls in them.

The longer they exist, the more cautious they are to spare their lives.

At this moment, there are nearly half of the ghosts on the stage, and Jiang Futing's surroundings are still densely packed, which will leave room for maneuver.

The black robe put away the things in his hand, turned around in the middle of the gladiatorial arena, and shouted: "Gladiatorial fight!" Begin! ”

As soon as the words fell, the gladiatorial arena invaded like a dark night, and a circle of black energy continued to emerge, and there were only a few human monks, and the colors of energy were different, which was particularly dazzling in the darkness.

At the beginning, it was a brawl, and most of the people started from the people on the side, catching and beating whom.

Jiang Futing easily dodged the chaotic attacks around him, and many of them were mistakenly attacked from a distance.

This will be a mixture of fish and dragons, there are ghosts of any level, and he has no intention of blindly attacking at all.

It's just a simple avoidance, unless there is a close-up soul, if it is a ghost, it will be scattered with one move, and if it is a person, it will leave half a life for the other party.

After a few rounds, the number on the field was once again cleared by a third, the space for movement was slightly larger, and the moves that came at him began to be sharper than before.

That is, now, he can warm up a little.

His gaze was clear, and he changed his previous state of constantly dodging, as long as he shot at him, he fought back as much as he could.

A few imps who had been staring at him for a long time and played him as a monkey only to find out that they were the ones who were being played as monkeys!

Many demons who were embarrassed and angry suddenly rushed towards him with all their might.

The crowd of onlookers at the bottom all looked like they were gloating and watching a good show, and some of them started to bet on the spot now.

Stygian coins are not valuable in this kind of place, and those who have treasures generally press treasures, and those who do not have treasures gamble on their own parts, tongues, arms, legs, and feet, or simply press out their souls.

How lively the gladiatorial arena is, how lively it is off the stage.

Bai Tang stood in the corner calmly, not at all nervous because there was a strong opponent staring at his junior brother in the dark on the stage, but his eyes wandered to the optimus stone pillar in the middle of the gladiatorial arena from time to time.

Jiang Futing quickly eliminated a few obstructive ghosts in a row, and the remaining few people who knew that he was not something to mess with were to go to the distance to find other good bullies.

He will be idle for a while, unless a few people who are not long-eyed at a distance provoke him again.

The number of people in the brawl was very fast, and the number of people in this room was not even a third of what it was at the beginning.

Jiang Futing felt that his performance this time was better than last time, mainly because after the last training, his mental strength expanded very quickly, and his durability improved a lot.

Another point is that the overall quality of the soul in the gladiatorial arena this time is not as strong as the last time.

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