"The soul array on each layer of the Wailing Abyss connects the seals between the layers, and every time you choose to open the seal after the beast tide, as long as you break the seal, you can go down to the next layer. I didn't know why there was such a law, but now I understand. 』

"The beast tide is the key, and all the dead souls are absorbed into the soul array, providing energy for its operation. This time it seems like there is too much energy...... Therefore, the evil beast simulated by the seal will also be much stronger, so you must be mentally prepared. Raven said.

Tuoba Ye's neck twisted, and the bone joints made a fine popping sound, this fourth-order king beast is born, what else is the test?

Wang Buchi sneered unceremoniously, his killing method is unique, the most treacherous, he comes and goes freely, one-on-one is against Tuoba Ye, he also dares to step forward to provoke, and the test of the evil beast is naturally not a problem.

Yan San's eyes were shining, not only was he not afraid, but he was a little eager to try. Since the establishment of the Great Wind Song, Yan San has not let it really see the world, and he is very much looking forward to its power, and now Yan San's soul cultivation and spiritual cultivation are all in the middle of the second order, and the physical cultivation has officially stepped into the third order, and the comprehensive ability should also be improved with the shortcomings being filled.

The crow can only be speechless, these three goods are a beast incarnation, a Hongchen is acting, and the other seems to be loyal, but he is a bloodthirsty butcher at heart, instead of worrying about the three of them, it is better to develop a few more "good disciples".

Seals appear on each layer of the Wailing Abyss every year, and if you want to step into the next layer, you just need to step into the seal. There are various anthropomorphic beasts within the seal, and defeating one of them will automatically teleport to the next layer. Even if you lose, you will be seriously injured at most, and you will not have to worry about your life. This kind of rule is a way for those who have offended too many people to get along, powerful and ambitious, and a new world represents this kind of new beginning.

Therefore, after the beast tide every year, some people will enter the seal, most of them will return with feathers, and a small number of people will disappear and go to the unknown world to enjoy happiness or sin.

This year, again, the situation is different.

In the city of crows, hundreds of wicked people bustled outside the square, much more than in previous years. Among them, there are inevitably spies who are missed by the Wutian Sect, and there are also villains who want to hug the thighs of the Wutian Sect. If it goes down like this, I'm afraid that the counterattack of the Heavenless Sect will come soon, although I haven't heard that there is a way to go up from the sixth layer to the fifth layer, but the Black Widow really goes down to the sixth layer and returns to the fifth layer to claim the king, so she has to guard against it.

The crow's red face seemed to be dripping blood, the wind and the two green hairs were in charge, and the eight-armed sword demon was floating in the air, although hundreds of wicked people were surging, no one dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

"You three, go down first!, the others will look at the situation first, this challenge is a little wrong!" the crow said as he pointed at the three of them. Many wicked people have no opinions, even if they have opinions, they have to hold back, and crows never look at time and place when they kill. And the crow said that something was wrong, and it was naturally better for someone to explore the way.

Tuoba Ye was the first to get off the field, twisting his head nonchalantly and stepping into the seal.

A purple-red mist suddenly rose in the seal, and countless ghost faces of unjust souls appeared, gradually condensing, becoming an iron-armored crocodile, nearly eight meters long, with a mouth split enough to swallow a person, and its small eyes were like crystal jade carvings, flashing with purple and red fierce light, cold and ruthless.

Tuoba Ye responded with a wild roar! In the midst of the roar, a phantrum of the Brute Roar King who stood above the sky and the earth appeared. The brutal roar roared to the sky, his hands beat his chest like a drum, the killing intent flowed like substance, the strong wind danced, and a pair of copper bells stared at the iron-armored crocodile beast with a naked desire to slaughter.

The crocodile was originally a gathering of unjust souls, and it was very ferocious, but at this time, when it saw a more fierce roar, it trembled, as if it had touched a natural nemesis, and it trembled all over, and obediently lay to the side, and after a while, its body turned into purple-red smoke, enveloping the entire seal.

By the time the smoke fell silent, the Tuoba Ye in the seal had already dissipated, and it was obvious that he had passed the level directly.

All the wicked people looked at each other in horror, and they had never seen a monk pass in such a strange and direct way. He didn't move his hand, only the phantom of his vitality appeared, and then he was so frightened that the enemy disappeared, did anyone believe it?

If it weren't for the fact that Tuoba Ye had stayed on the fifth floor for a few days, and everyone in the North District knew about it, it was indeed the first time he arrived in the Wailing Abyss, and the wicked people would almost have wondered if this fierce beast was the natural son of the Weeping Abyss.

The king shouted exaggeratedly, rushed into the purple smoke, and shouted, "Wait for me, don't go so fast, let me hitchhike!, my thin arms and legs are not enough to gnaw on in one bite...... Hey, I said little bald head, don't turn your face and don't recognize people, yesterday I hooked my shoulders and called my brother and brother, don't be so stingy, and don't consume your family's vegetables, rice, oil and salt, and it's convenient for you to be convenient with others......

As soon as the words fell, the purple-red mist tumbled and rolled again, condensing into substance. After his ears and eyes were clear, a humanoid monster appeared in front of Wang Buchi's eyes, with a head like a bird, a beak like a cone, and his arms were mutated from his elbows into two sharp and irregular blades, and all the joints had spikes. If you hug it, your whole body will turn into a sieve.

"Hold on for thirty seconds to pass!" The monster with murder weapons all over his body said without emotion.

"What's that?" Wang Buchi's eyes widened, "What are you talking about? Let me hold on to your hands for thirty seconds? Do I look so weak? I tell you, you're discriminating against handsome guys! If it weren't for the fact that you're an unconscious puppet, your words alone would be enough to break a leg......

The monster ignored it, and paused for a second after saying the rules, obviously to let the opponent prepare, Wang Buchi's mouth was still chattering, the monster was stunned with both feet, and two bone spurs shot out, and then the body also pounced, and in the process of flying, the bone spurs all over the body shot out intensively, enveloping Wang Buchi's whole body. The deformed blades of the monster's hands were raised high, and even the pointed beak of the bird stabbed Wang Buchi's head, and for a while, the wind and rain were fierce, but there was no room for the slightest.

From a distance, this humanoid monster seemed to have beaten itself out at once, killing everywhere.

Wang Buchi's face was panicked and he shouted, "Hey...... I'm going to be despicable, actually carrying out a sneak attack!' The body trembled, and the whole person disappeared like a shadow.

And a dense sneering sound sounded on the ground where Wang Buchi was, which bone spur weapons were condensed by the unjust soul, not the real thing, and it would not break the skin and bleed if it was hit, but it was also very difficult for the unjust soul to enter the body.

The wicked people watching the battle from the sidelines took a breath of cool air, as if they had been pierced.

"There are several rules in the Battle of the Seals, like the barbarian in the North District is fighting, and now the madman in the South District is another rule, the survival rule, as long as you suffer for thirty seconds, you will be considered passed!" explained a wicked man who looked like an old fritter.

"There are others, such as catching mutant monsters within the specified time, some of which are directly competing for spiritual power, and some of which are wrestling...... There are so many strange things. However, the battle of seals mostly varies from person to person, and the rules of the sealing formation will be adjusted according to the characteristics of the monks. In this way, the beasts of the northern district are biased towards combat, and the madmen of the southern district are not stronger than speed?"

It is rare to touch the bottom of others, all the wicked people are silent, and some wicked people's eyes flash, obviously with other ideas. All this fell into the crow's eyes, and the crow smiled slightly and touched the thick-backed mountain chopper he was carrying on his shoulder.

Thirty seconds is not a long time, but it is not too pleasant for Wang Buchi. The characteristics of his exercises are concealment and assassination, and the "Shadow Walking" in the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring Recipe can allow him to briefly step into another dimension, and it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to kill him. But the madman Wang went crazy, and he never exposed the hole card of "Shadow Walking", shouting and screaming constantly, and every time he narrowly avoided the attack of the monster raindrops, he saw that the hearts of the wicked people were hanging in the air.

Thirty seconds passed, and the monster's spike that shot at Wang Buchi's soul exploded, and a large cloud of purple-red smoke filled the air, enveloping Wang Buchi, and when the smoke dissipated, Wang Buchi's figure was gone.

The crow and Yan San glanced at each other, nodded, and Yan San stepped into the seal.

The purple-red smoke that had calmed down in the seal rose again, but this time it didn't condense quickly, as if it had encountered some confusion, it tumbled and rolled for a long time, and finally condensed into a monster.

This monster is a huge fat man in the shape of a human, like a mountain of flesh condensed by the soul, twice as fat as the fattest person Yan San has ever seen, Baili Zhan, the three-meter-tall body is more like a wall, and Yan San's tall figure of one meter nine is also like a child in front of him. The fat man had no face, but a strange smile appeared from his stomach, and he said coldly and mechanically: "Thirty seconds, kill me!"

It's a new law.

A familiar wicked person immediately exclaimed, "This kid in the West District has a bad life, and he has run into Roshan!"

Some wicked people who don't know what is going on ask, 'What, is this thing very powerful?'

"More than ten years ago, Black Widow encountered this, when tens of thousands of bursting spiders were launched to explode at the last moment, and only at the last moment did they blow up Roshan, do you say it is powerful? But the sword is useless, and there is no such thing as a vital thing, and the defense reaches the fourth level of physical cultivation, and there is a perverted unloading and rebound attack method, the harder he hits, the more seriously he will be injured...... In short, when you run into Roshan, it is best to consider yourself unlucky and try your luck again next year. 』

"Then this kid is really lucky! hey, hey! Hey...... I said that kid, come back quickly, you can't beat it, the fourth-order defense is not critical, you go up and just play monkey play, you still ......

"Roaring ......"

A dull roar like thunder was heard in the seal, Yan San's body suddenly swept up and rolled up, and a huge tornado phantom appeared, the momentum was huge, sweeping through the eight desolations, and the sky and the ground spun wildly, and Yan San, who was standing in the middle of the tornado, looked as small as an ant.