Chapter Ninety-Seven: Grinding Gong in the Demon Palace
The people of the Deathless Demon Hall were convinced of Mo Wuru's words, and as soon as Mo Wuru turned around, before he could go far, those disciples rushed in, and after a while, three or four hundred people had all entered it.
Ning Chuan glanced at the group of people from Zhongzhou, their faces still had some doubts, and those disciples were even more apprehensive in their hearts, seeing this scene, Ning Chuan had to snort coldly, with Mo's ruthless strength, if he wanted to kill these people, he still needed to use the Demon Academy Palace as a guise, and he only needed a few moves to kill them.
Or if he activates his plan, he can exterminate eighty percent of the living beings in the world, not to mention a group of martial artists who don't even know what the Heavenly Dao is.
The group of disciples of the Zhongzhou Great Sect, the people of the Deathless Demon Hall and Ning Chuan who saw them enter the dungeon one after another, and the doubts in their hearts were finally put down a little. During the previous confrontation, Mo Ruthless's strength shocked them too much, and Mo Ruthless said that there was actually an eighth-level large array in this dungeon, which made them extremely hesitant.
At this moment, seeing the people led by Mo Wuru, the people who were waiting for them all entered it, and they walked in with confidence.
Ning Chuan walked down the passage, but he didn't see anyone along the way, he had just watched the hundreds of disciples of the Deathless Demon Hall enter it, and he also entered later, but he couldn't see half of the figure anymore.
"Maybe I'm in the middle of an eighth-level array!" Ning Chuan thought of it, and walked down the passage, and after walking for about seven or eight hours, he saw a stone tablet and a ring.
The ring is a cube, the length, width and height are all three feet and six inches, the moment he saw this ring, Ning Chuan constricted his gaze, the ring was actually cast by dragon stone and phoenix gold, and it was a weapon that was not weaker than a holy weapon, but it was used as a ring here.
Are the Six Holy Lands really that rich? Ning Chuan wanted to go to the Pale Academy in Zhongzhou more and more to see and understand.
After walking into the stone stele, there was a paragraph written on the stone stele, Ning Chuan took a cursory look at it, and immediately understood the reason why the ring was located.
It turned out that there were only twenty-four in this ring, and in this dungeon, according to the position of the twenty-four stars, from the moment they entered the passage of the dungeon, they had already entered the eighth-level array, and the eighth-level array screened out twenty-four people to come to this dragon and phoenix ring to sit on the town, and the victory continued to sit, and the defeat was replaced.
When there are thousands of victories in the twenty-four dragon and phoenix rings, the twenty-four square rings will be fused and unique, becoming the real dragon and phoenix ring, and then through one by one competition, seven people will be screened out, and they can get the token of the Demon Palace and enter the Demon Palace to practice.
After reading the content on the stone tablet, Ning Chuan also knew some of the rules here, and without thinking much about it at the moment, she walked to the middle of the ring, and then she saw clearly that there was an inscription on the ring, but Ning Chuan didn't understand the content of the inscription.
It didn't take long for a white light to flash in front of him, and Ning Chuan looked at it fixedly, but it was a disciple of the Nebula Mansion, and his strength was also in the realm of incarnation, but looking at that person's attitude, he was very arrogant, as if he didn't take Ning Chuan in his eyes at all.
"So it's you? I didn't expect you to be one of the twenty-four star disciples? It's ridiculous, if you know each other, get out of here and admit defeat......"
Before the man finished speaking, Ning Chuan suddenly came over, without even waving the halberd in his hand, he suddenly punched out, which was bombarding the chest of the disciple of the Nebula Mansion, only to hear a few clicks of broken ribs, and the man was suddenly silent.
Another flash of white light flashed, and the Nebula Mansion disciple disappeared, and then another person appeared, a person that Ning Chuan didn't know.
"Winning so quickly, it seems that you are very unusual, friend!" The person who came said with a smile, it seemed that he had not planned to make a move with Ning Chuan, but his eyes and movements were full of vigilance.
Ning Chuan said casually: "It's that he's too stupid, and he talks too much nonsense!" ”
The person who came smiled and nodded, and said, "Yes, stepping into the ring is the beginning of the battle, so let me learn your Excellency's tricks!" ”
When the words fell, he suddenly rushed towards Ning Chuan, a palm broke through the air, and blasted towards Ning Chuan's face mercilessly, the strong wind blew Ning Chuan's hair flying, but Ning Chuan was not affected by it at all, his eyes did not blink, he just watched calmly.
A trace of solemnity flashed on that person's face, he was not a fool of the Nebula Mansion, he didn't dare to be careless about Ning Chuan, his body turned in the air, and his feet kicked out thirty-three kicks at Ning Chuan one after another, and the strength of each foot increased by one point.
Ning Chuan raised his left arm horizontally to resist in front of him, and all thirty-three feet were resisted, his attack speed was okay, but his strength was much weaker, but this leg technique was not bad.
After the man landed, he looked at Ning Chuan in disbelief and said, "Impossible, this is our Fengyang Mansion's stunt, Fengxiang has thirty-six blows, and there are people in the same realm who have dodged, but no one has ever blocked it!" ”
Feng Xiang thirty-six blows? Yes, Xu is his strength is insufficient, so he can only put forward thirty-three feet, this retreat martial art is a good stunt, but it also depends on the ability of the person who performs it, his speed is acceptable, his strength is weak, and he can't play the essence of this stunt at all.
Ning Chuan glanced at him indifferently, and then immediately stood the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd aside, and suddenly got up to perform the Flying Dragon Dance Technique, and then his body also turned in the air, and suddenly a heavy leg shadow appeared, enveloping the person in tears.
As soon as Fang saw Ning Chuan's movements, the man was stunned, and at this moment, he couldn't help but burst into a loud voice: "You can also use my Fengyang Mansion's stunt?" ”
Before he could ask the doubts in his heart, seventy-two feet fell on his body one after another, and suddenly his bones shattered, his flesh and blood collapsed, and there was no good place in his body at all.
Feng Xiang's thirty-six blows were under Ning Chuan's cast, and the whole seventy-two feet were raised, and the strength of one foot was better than one kick, especially with Ning Chuan's powerful strength, under the superposition of seventy-two feet, no one could resist at all, and the disciples of Fengyang Mansion had been seriously injured as early as the first kick, the second foot was dying, and the third foot was already dead and could not die anymore.
And Ning Chuan even struck thirty-six blows at that Fengxiang, and in an extreme period of time, he used both sides, reaching the effect of seventy-two feet, and kicked this Fengyang Mansion disciple to death.
The white light flickered, the defeated and dead man was out, and another unfamiliar face appeared in the ring.
Still a martial artist in the realm of incarnation, Ning Chuan still did not use the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd, within the same realm, he was already invincible with his physical strength alone, and at most with a little aura, he could sweep a large area.
In just three or four hours, on the dragon and phoenix ring of Ning Chuan's side, the white light flashed forty-eight times one after another, which also meant that Ning Chuan's number of victories reached forty-eight.
In those forty-eight battles, none of Ning Chuan's opponents walked out of the ring alive, and all of them were cleaned up by the way when the white light flashed.
In the place where Ningchuan can't see, on a square in the dungeon, twenty-four monuments stand around the square, and on the ninth monument within the twenty-four monuments, it is the word Ningchuan.
At the bottom is the record of forty-eight victories, twenty-four monuments in no particular order, which can reflect the strength or weakness of the people, is the actual victory record, and so far, there is no doubt that Ning Chuan is the one with the most victories.
In just a few hours, there were forty-eight victories, and many people in the square, whether they were the disciples of the Dongtu Deathless Demon Hall or the disciples from the Zhongzhou Great Sect, looked at the ninth monument with amazement and awe.
At this moment, the word Ning Chuan has been deeply engraved into their hearts, making them unable to forget, and at the same time, they are praying that they will not appear in front of that monument.
And in front of the ninth monument, there are nine people lined up, these nine people are all people who are about to fight with Ning Chuan, all of them are randomly selected by the eighth-level array, because as early as after Ning Chuan's thirtieth consecutive victory, no one wants to come to the ninth monument to line up.
It is the only way to do this with the eighth-level array, and some people are randomly found and placed here, so that they have to fight with Ning Chuan.
Now these nine people, all of them have a miserable expression, they can see clearly, the white light sent out are all dead people, and what's more, those dead people have been beaten out of human form at all.
It is conceivable that at this moment, these nine people are hesitating in their hearts!
Especially the person who was in the first place, he was anxious but helpless, so he had to close his eyes and resign himself to fate, and suddenly his shoulder was put up by a hand, and before he could scold, he was thrown out by a huge force.
"This position, I want it!"
The cold and ruthless voice came, and instead of scolding, the man was grateful for Dade's thousand thanks, and hurried to another monument with palpitations, a winning streak that was not low, but there was no dead body to line up in front of the monument.
And in the dragon phoenix ring where Ning Chuan was, the white light flashed again, he was already the forty-ninth victory, and he was about to play the fiftieth game. I don't know what kind of opponent came this time, after the white light dissipated, Ning Chuan took a closer look.
He never despised his opponents, but he also had his own judgment, and not everyone was worthy of his use of the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd.
But this time, this opponent didn't seem to be simple, as soon as he appeared, Ning Chuan felt a burst of murderous aura attacking, it was not a bad aura, but a murderous aura. Pure murderous aura, only a person with murderous intent in his heart and an incomparably strong killing intent in his heart can release such a strong murderous aura.
Killing Intent! It seemed to be part of the power of the mind, Ning Chuan couldn't help but solemnly rise, and his right hand held the Nine Heavens True Dragon Halberd, which had not been used in the previous forty-nine battles.
The man was tall and burly, wearing only a pair of cowhide trousers, and his upper body was naked, but his body was covered with scars, knife wounds, sword wounds, clubs, guns, and halberds, and not an inch of skin was good on his body, even on his face.
"In Xia Zhao Jiayu, I came to learn it!" The voice is cold, but it also contains endless killing intent, making people feel like falling into nine cold places.
"Northbound Ningchuan, please advise!"
No matter how many people he killed or how many people he hated, his strength had already been recognized by Ning Chuan!