Chapter 39: My Generation Should Kill (I)
"There are a lot of people coming to this year's peak genius battle!" Looking through the translucent spar, an old man with half-white hair smiled and nodded, and in the venue outside, a dense crowd of people gathered, and the number was more than a million.
"In previous years, it wasn't so much." Another gray-haired old man, his eyes were slightly cloudy, and he said: "Sometimes I really envy these juniors, at least they still have the motivation to struggle, which is like us...!" ”
In an instant, the atmosphere in this room suddenly sank, and everyone stopped talking.
The people gathered here today, who went out are not famous figures, but only they know that under the surface of the scenery, what is hidden is always helpless.
They are no longer what they were back then!
"Okay, let's go out, it looks like everyone is almost there, and we can't let these juniors wait for us old guys all the time." An old man smiled and stroked his gray beard, and the other old men glanced at him and nodded.
At this moment, in the huge venue outside, millions of spectators have all taken their seats, and outside the venue, there are even more people who are several times or even dozens of times more than here, and they are also paying attention to the peak talent battle that is about to be held here.
In the center of the venue, in a huge open space, 100,000 contestants gathered in twos and threes, waiting for the start of the game.
Somewhere in the crowd, Qin Hao stood alone in a corner, his eyes sweeping around from time to time.
"There are really a lot of people, so in this way, most of the talents will be eliminated in the first game." Qin Hao guessed in his heart.
At this moment, on the only high platform in the distance, the figures of the seven old dragon bells appeared one after another.
"Everyone, please be quiet!"
There was a buzzing in his ears, and in an instant, the originally noisy venue suddenly fell silent.
The old man who spoke was dressed in a plain robe, and he looked as ordinary as the old man next door, but almost everyone present knew him, that was the ancestor of the Nine Heavens Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion, and he was one of the people who really stood at the pinnacle of this world.
The other six old men standing around him were almost the same in terms of identity compared to him.
The seven of them can be said to be completely capable of determining the entire direction of the world on this side.
Like those empires and dynasties on the mainland, if they say that you shouldn't exist, then the next day there is almost no need to move a single soldier, and these empires will automatically disintegrate.
This is the authority, and what they represent is the supreme being of the whole world.
It was the first time Qin Hao had seen such a big man, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks.
On the high platform, the old man in plain clothes first said a few words, followed by encouragement to the 100,000 contestants below, and then announced the rules of the competition.
The old man said quickly, just a stick of incense, and he had already finished speaking, and he saw the old man in plain clothes nodding at the old man in black beside him, and then took a step back.
"The first game, the top 100 knockouts." The old man in black stood up, and his indifferent tone made the people below feel as if a cold wind was blowing around them, and they shivered several times.
The old man in black swept his gaze coldly over the people below, and then threw it casually, and suddenly ten round beads were thrown out by him.
The beads flew into the palm of their hands and slowly grew larger, until they became a hundred meters in diameter, and then they stopped, floating quietly in mid-air and spinning.
At this time, I saw the old man in black pinching out a few magic seals with both hands, and suddenly the ten beads in the air suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.
"Quickly enter the 'Ten Directions World' to compete." The old man in black shouted coldly, "Among you, only a hundred people can pass, if you don't want to die, you can directly shout out to admit defeat, and the Ten Directions World will send you out safely." ”
As he spoke, a funnel-shaped channel opened at the bottom of the ten beads.
After a little hesitation, the 100,000 contestants in the field flew into those passages one by one.
Each passage will automatically close after holding 10,000 people, and in just a few moments, the 100,000 people in this passage will disappear without a trace.
"Open!" The old black man shouted, and his hands shot out ten gray energy, and all the energy was submerged into the ten worlds, and suddenly one after another pictures appeared in mid-air.
There are a total of 100 screens, which are scenes in 100 different small worlds.
After doing all this, the old man in black's face also looked a little pale, he even took out a porcelain bottle, opened it and poured out a pill to swallow, which made his face slightly ruddy.
"Ghost guy, the consumption of your Ten Directions World is really terrifying." An old man next to him shook his head and said.
The old man in black, who was also a ghost, glanced back at him, then shook his head and said, "I don't usually use this thing, but it's a pity that a pure yang magic weapon is so frivolous." ”
That's right, those ten beads are actually a pure yang magic weapon, otherwise they would not be able to form a hundred independent small worlds, and only an existence of this level of pure yang magic weapon can do this.
It's a pity that the dignified pure yang magic weapon can not be successfully controlled by a mere Returning to the Void Land Immortal, this black-clothed ghost guy is very laborious every time he uses it, and it consumes a lot of horror.
That's why he said that this magic weapon is too chicken.
……
Star fragments, with a maximum diameter of 300 kilometers, are irregular conical in shape. Outside of the shards, it was pitch black, and not even a single starlight could be captured.
'Bang~'
Cracked rubble flew and filled the air, and a vague figure swayed to its feet and fell in the smoke.
When the smoke cleared, a corpse with a missing head collapsed on the cold ground.
Not far from here, Qin Hao's gaze swept towards it calmly, and he continued to walk forward.
This Broken Star is the battlefield that Qin Hao was teleported to, with a maximum diameter of only three hundred kilometers, and on the Broken Star that has no obstruction at all, you can see almost everything here.
In his line of sight, a kilometer or two away from Qin Hao's current position, another battle was taking place.
Qin Hao's pace quickened slightly, and he walked towards that side.
In his hand, a sword weapon was held tightly in the palm of his hand, and the blade exuded a cold light.
This sword, the best of the ground level, was carefully selected and refined by Qin Hao from many earth level magic weapons for a long time.
He has a heaven-level magic weapon, and he also has an immortal-level magic weapon, but he is just a real person in Vientiane, and it is not enough to refine it at all. At present, the earth-level magic weapon is the most suitable for him
ps:I don't know how to do it in chapter 37.,It's become a bunch of garbled code.,After dealing with it, click into it, and the content turns out to be thirty-eight chapters, I'll deal with it and take a look.。