"How did you check the details of this person?"

The man asked lightly.

"Tell my lord, we have investigated the origin of this person, this person entered Shentian City three days ago, it seems that he wants to use this arena to kill ten ancient monarchs and advance to the realm of ancient monarchs!"

The old man hurriedly said.

"Kill ten ancient monarchs?"

The man paused slightly.

In Shentian City, those who have obtained the title of Gu Jun, the disciples of the big family, it is not difficult to obtain the title of Gu Jun, how can they enter this arena to fight?

"My lord, he has already killed eight, this is the ninth, this time the appearance is a ghost cultivator with the same eight consecutive victories, this person's cultivation is in the middle of the ancient monarch!"

At this moment, the old man seemed to remember something, and suddenly whispered.

"Gu Jun mid-stage?"

There was a glint in the man's eyes.

"The Purple Fairy has been ordered, to find a Deadpool to enter the forbidden land, although this kid is good, but if it is to this extent, he is not qualified to follow the Purple Fairy!"

Man, said lightly.

"Follow the Purple Fairy?"

In the old man's eyes, the light skyrocketed, and at this moment, a touch of envy rose on his face.

"What do you mean by ......"

The old man's eyes flickered.

"If he wins this battle, then arrange for Wutian to fight him, and if he defeats Wutian, then bring him to see me!"

Man, said lightly.

"Goten!"

Hearing this, the old man's expression changed dramatically in an instant.

Goten, the Grim Reaper of the Arena!

This person fought thirty-seven battles in the arena, none of them lost, and everyone who fought with this person fell on the battlefield, and these thirty-seven people were all Gu Jun!

As for this person's cultivation, he has reached the late stage of the ancient monarch.

"There are quite a few of my Divine Heavenly Clans who successfully defeated the middle stage of the Ancient Monarch in the early ancient period, but there is not a single one who defeated the late stage of the Ancient Monarch......

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The old man was talking to himself.

But the old man didn't dare to say anything, so he hurriedly agreed and then retreated.

And at the moment, on the arena.

"Shura!"

"Shura!"

......

With Qin Yun's appearance, the entire arena was boiling, and one figure after another stood up, eager to rush directly into the ring, those pairs of eyes were extremely fanatical!

"Next, there is an opponent to invite Shura, ghost Xiu!"

The cold and arrogant voice sounded again.

The next moment, on the opposite side of Qin Yun, a passage opened, and I saw a man who was also wearing a mask walking out of the passage, and countless vast aura spread out on this person's body!

"Bumper!"

The man was a burly man, and with every step, the ground shook.

"It's a ghost cultivator, a ghost cultivator has come out!"

"The battle of Shura turned out to be a ghost cultivator!"

"Ghost Xiu has won eight games in a row, and Shura has also won eight games in a row, who will win this one?"

......

The whole arena was extremely noisy.

And on the other side of Qin Yun, the ghost cultivator's eyes were extremely indifferent, this person looked at Qin Yun with a touch of contempt in his eyes, and the aura on this person's body had reached the middle stage of the Gu Jun.

"Boy, it's a martial artist in the middle of the Gu Monarch period, be careful!"

In Qin Yun's mind, the voice of the Eastern Emperor War Spirit sounded.

"I know!"

Qin Yun's voice was extremely low.

With the appearance of the ghost cultivator, Qin Yun had already felt that with the appearance of this person, Qin Yun obviously felt a fierce aura and rushed towards him, this ghost cultivator was definitely a peerless powerhouse who came out of the battlefield.

"You're Shura?"

A cold and arrogant voice sounded, and the ghost cultivator looked at Qin Yun with indifference in his eyes.

"That's right!"

Qin Yun's voice was a little hoarse.

"Boy, your cultivation is only the beginning of the ancient perfection, but I didn't expect to kill eight ancient monarchs, in terms of talent, you are indeed good, but unfortunately, in my place, it is your last battle!"

Ghost Xiu, with a cold face.

"Really?"

The corners of Qin Yun's mouth raised slightly.

The last battle?

In the past three days, he had fought a total of eleven times, and in addition to the three Primordial Perfection martial artists at the beginning, the other eight Gu Monarch powerhouses had all said this.

But it's a pity that these eight people can't stand up anymore!

"Ghost Xiu, shred him!"

"Shura, tear him apart!"

......

On the arena, excited voices sounded.

When the ghost cultivator heard this voice, this person's eyes began to become scarlet, and the irritable power began to gather on the ghost cultivator's body.

"I'll tear you apart!"

Ghost Xiu, his voice was extremely cold.

"Not necessarily!"

Qin Yun smiled faintly, compared to ghost cultivation, the aura on Qin Yun's body was much calmer.

"Boy, this big guy is not an ordinary person, and he is also a member of the Celestial Clan, but I don't know which Celestial Clan this person is!"

The voice of the Eastern Emperor War Spirit came again.

"Celestials?"

"What I, Qin Yun, killed, is a member of the Heavenly Clan!"

Qin Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The next moment, Qin Yun moved!

"Shura has made a move, roaring ......"

"Shred him!"

"Shura, tear him to shreds ......"

......

The arena was boiling, and on the other side of Qin Yun, in the eyes of the ghost cultivators, there was also a sudden surge of coldness.

The next moment, this person stepped out, and on this person's body, countless powers soared wildly!

"Tiens Change!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and the next moment, I saw that the man's body began to change rapidly.

One after another, the green tendons burst out, and hair grew on the man's body, which was not enough, and the anger on the man's body became more and more terrifying.

In the end, the man turned into a half-lion!

"It's ......"

Qin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's from the Ji family!"

Qin Yun, the cold in his eyes skyrocketed, this ghost cultivator is the person of the Desolate Heaven Clan, the Desolate Heaven Clan, among the nine Heavenly Clans, the only Heavenly Clan who cultivates his physique!

"It seems that in this ancient world, there are not no people from the Ji family!"

Qin Yun, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, speaking of the Ji family, Qin Yun has a lot of killing intent in his heart, from the Nine Heavens Realm to Chaos, among the Ji family, no one doesn't want to kill him Qin Yun!

"The power of the gods!"

With a cold snort, Qin Yun shot out with one palm.

"Boom ......"

In Qin Yun's sea of knowledge, the power of the Emperor Star rolled in, but with the help of the Immortal Lamp Soul, the power of this Emperor Star carried the breath of the power of the gods at this moment!

"Divine Celestial Clan!"

The ghost cultivator on the opposite side shrank his eyes!

But the next moment, it was directly towards Qin Yun!

"Kill!"

The killing word fell, and the two collided together.

"Bump!"

Qin Yun's body retreated step by step, and at the moment of collision, Qin Yun seemed to feel that an incomparably terrifying force hit his body.

That power turned out to be pure power!

"What a strong physique!"

Qin Yun retreated a hundred zhang in a row, while the ghost cultivator on the opposite side only retreated a few dozen zhang.

When it comes to combat power, Qin Yun is at a disadvantage!

"Gu Jun mid-stage, very good!"

Qin Yun shook his palm, which was a little numb, and entered the ancient world, this ghost cultivator in front of him was definitely the first person Qin Yun had encountered, who could compete with him in terms of physique.