"What did you say wrong?" Haotian thought to himself, could it really be because he was a death row prisoner who was exploring the living soil that he was arrested. But he said; "Nope!"

"None? Then why did you come to the Forbidden Land? ”

"I'm looking for living soil!"

"Living soil? No wonder you got caught! The old man looked at Haotian with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Oh!" Haotian saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked politely; "Senior! Do you know about the living land? ”

"Humph! What if you know? You're going to be a dead man soon? The old man's expression was indifferent.

"Soon to be a dead man? What do you mean by that? "Haotian is even more curious!

"Don't let me tell me, you'll know what's going to happen next!" The old man said, closed his eyes, and ignored Haotian no longer.

"What's going to happen next?" Although Haotian was curious, he stopped asking when he saw that the old man looked unwilling to pay attention.

Then, leaning against the dark wall, he sat down, and closed his eyes in silence.

About a moment later, there was a 'squeak' and the door of the cell made of fine iron was opened.

"Caught it today! Come out! Someone shouted.

"Yes!" Haotian agreed, got up lazily, walked to the cell, and came to the aisle.

"Let's go! Come with us! ”

"Let's go!"

The two generals in white armor pushed and shoved Haotian away.

In the corridor, in front of the other cells, there were also white-armored gods, from which they took away the races of other races.

Although it seemed that it was just a matter of the Realm Gods walking around the passage of the cell, in fact, there were several powerful thoughts of the Monarch Realm Spirits, sweeping around the cell, monitoring everything in the cell.

Even so, Haotian, who has the Heavenly Gate and has mastered the supernatural powers of time and space, can still do it if he wants to escape.

However, he didn't want to leave at this time, and wanted to find out the news of the living soil from the old man in the cell.

Under the push and shoving of the two generals and gods, Haotian and more than thirty other races were driven to a wide circular fighting arena.

On all sides of the venue, there are spectator stands, which are covered with glowing gems.

Illuminate the fighting arena as bright as day!

At this time, although there were not many people in the stands, there were only dozens of them, and they looked empty.

However, these people are either princes and princesses in purple robes and yellow robes, or princes and grandsons in red robes, all of whom are noble.

"The Dead Fighting Arena?" Haotian suddenly remembered that in Tongtianzhou, he participated in the battle of the dead.

Time flies!

The once high-spirited and fearless teenager, unconsciously, has grown to the greatest in the original realm and has come to the top of the cultivation realm.

It's just that I didn't expect to be treated as a dead soldier and come to the fighting arena!

It has become a tool for these imperial nobles, leisure and entertainment, and time.

"The death row prisoners below listen, according to the cultivation realm, the realm cultivators will walk forward a hundred meters and stand in the first row, the king realm cultivators will walk fifty meters forward and stand in the second row, and the monarch realm cultivators will stand still and not move." In the audience, someone shouted loudly.

"Wow! All of a sudden, he became a death row prisoner? Could it be that the stakes are so high in this living land? When Haotian heard this, he felt very strange, and felt that the forbidden land of the Forbidden Land Dynasty should be related to the living land.

"Onward! Go ahead! ………………”

The generals and kings and kings walked forward one after another.

Then, line them up one after the other.

There are eighteen cultivators in the General Realm, twelve cultivators in the King Realm, and six cultivators in the Monarch Realm.

This is among the thirty-six races; The Orcs are the most numerous, with ten. There are divine beasts, demonic beasts, demon beasts, fierce beasts, ancient beasts, winged beasts, sea beasts, these kinds of beasts.

The demons are second, with eight. There are heavenly demons, demons, ancient demons, beast demons, blood demons, human demons, these kinds of demons.

Terrans are third, with six. There are giants, orcs, feathered people, bone people, dwarves, plus Haotian.

Elves, three. They come in different forms, and they don't know their race.

Deities, three. Two gods with dazzling white light, one with an evil aura.

The angels, both of them, had long wings, one white and one black, and it is said that the black one was the fallen angel.

Ghosts, four, there are illusory ghosts, vampires and evil ghosts like humans. Another one is a zombie.

In the world of the Apocalypse, zombies are divided into a race of ghosts.

Haotian looked at the six Monarch Realm cultivators who stood in a row with him, and in addition to him, there were two angels, an elf, a demonic beast, and a god and demon.

Among these monarchs, his cultivation is the lowest. The cultivation of the two gods was the highest, reaching the early stage of the third order of the monarch realm. Warcraft is the second order of the monarch realm, and elves and divine beasts are both the middle of the second order of the monarch realm.

After Haotian waited for these races to stand firm, someone in the audience shouted; "Eighteen princes and princesses who have death row fighter tokens, in order of size on the tokens, from the largest to the smallest, select the death row fighters in the general realm!"

"Good! I choose the Divine Beast! I choose Warcraft ............! ”

Eighteen princes and princesses, escorted by two third-order cultivators of the Monarch Realm, came to the fighting room to select their death row fighters.

These princes and princesses in red robes are the princes and princesses of a small country. After putting labels on the faces of the death row inmates, they returned to the audience.

"Twelve princes and princesses who have the Death Row Fighter Token, in order of size on the token, from the largest to the smallest, select the Death Row Fighter of the King Realm!"

"I choose the Heavenly Demon, I choose the Giant, I choose the Evil Spirit ..................!"

The twelve princes and princesses came to the fighting arena and put labels on the faces of the death row fighters.

These princes and princesses, dressed in yellow robes, are the princes and princesses of the Ten Kingdoms.

"Please ask the six princes and princesses who have the Death Row Fighter Token to select the Death Row Fighter of the Monarchy Realm in order of size on the token, from the largest to the smallest!"

"I choose the angel, I choose the fallen angel............!"

Six purple-robed princes, princesses, screamed and shouted, and came to the fighting arena.

The purple robe was worn by the imperial court of the Forbidden Land Dynasty, and it was embroidered with images of gods unique to the imperial court.

These princes, princesses, are all descendants of gods worthy of the name.

"My number is the biggest, I'll choose first! I choose Warcraft! ”

A princess with a sweet voice, big eyebrows, a high nose, a flawless face, a beautiful body, and a holy glow all over her body, shouted excitedly.

Listening to this sweet voice, Haotian followed the prestige; "Huh? Unexpectedly, the appearance of this god princess is comparable to that of the white-clothed Shengxue! ”

"Hmmm! This human's gaze is so unique, similar to that of his grandfather! Could it be that he is in the realm of the Great Monarch? ”

When Haotian looked at the princess, the princess's eyes just swept over Haotian's body, and all of a sudden, he was attracted by Haotian's unique temperament.

"I choose you!" She involuntarily came to Haotian and said a little nervously.

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