"This is it," Ye Pojia said.

"Well, let's go in and have a look", Zi Lingtian said as he looked inside.

Entering the Colosseum, it was crowded with people, the Colosseum was very large, like an open-air square, surrounded by people, all of them screaming excitedly and looking down.

"Vulcan, kill him quickly, kill him. ”

"Ghost King, kill him, I'll win by crushing you with all my net worth."

"Ghost King, kill, cut off his head."

Hearing this, Zi Lingtian looked at a ring below, and saw that the ring was almost more than 200 square meters.

There are two people on it in a desperate fight.

One wears a fiery red mask, the other wears an eerie black mask.

"Why do you want to wear a mask", Zi Lingtian stood in front of a fence, looking down and said loudly.

"In this way, no matter who you kill, no enemy will find you," Ye Pojia explained on the side.

"That's it", Zi Lingtian replied.

Then, looking at the battle between the two below, there was no more to speak.

"Boom, boom, boom", the fiery red broadsword in the Vulcan God's hand slashed with a violent fire every time.

The Ghost King held a long black and slender sword in his hand, and every time he made a sword, it was very tricky.

If the Vulcan can't find a way to restrain the Ghost King, then he will definitely lose.

"Roar", "Ghost King, take my strongest move", the fifteenth consecutive blow of Yan Kill Breaking Waves, the god of fire roared.

"Boom Boom" .......

In a very short period of time, the Vulcan slashed fifteen times in a row.

With each slash, a fiery sword rushed towards the Ghost King.

The ghost king dodged again and again in the ring of more than 200 zhang.

I saw that the blades flew out of the ring, but they were all blocked by a light curtain, and the fire blades slashed into the light curtain and disappeared directly.

"Boom Boom" .....

Finally, the three flaming blades formed a triangle and rushed towards the Ghost King in the center.

Seeing this, the aura on the ghost king's body changed suddenly, and at a very fast speed, he rushed out from a gap in one of the three flame swords, and at the moment of coming out, before the ghost king had time to react, the ghost king threw the thin sword in his hand violently, shooting straight at the fire god.

"Poof", the god of fire was pierced through the heart by the black thin sword.

The fire god's eyes were full of disbelief and looked at the ghost king in the distance, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and then, with unwillingness in his heart, he fell to the ground.

Vulcan didn't even react.

"Ah", "All my net worth, I have lost everything, what a garbage fire god, I have lost so many spirit stones".

"Haha, I'm pressing the ghost king, haha, I've made a lot of money."

"Haha, the people who press the god of fire are all stupid forks."

There were about 30,000 or 40,000 people in the field, some happy and some sad.

"How can I play", Zi Lingtian looked itchy in his heart, and looked at Ye Pojia and said.

"You can go up directly to challenge, if you win, someone will naturally send you a spirit stone", Ye Pojia said.

Sure enough, Ling Tian looked down, and a deacon walked down, took out the black card, and crossed it with the black card of the ghost king.

This card can store spirit stones, as if it was developed by the forces that dominate this Tianchen continent, each city has their own power, Super Temple, if you feel that it is inconvenient for you to have too many spirit stones in your space ring, you can put them in the Super Temple, and then they will give you a black card, how much you store, how much is in the card, you can also use the card to exchange for spirit stones, just like a bank.

"Brush", Zi Lingtian had an extra blood-colored mask in his hand that looked very evil, and then, Zi Lingtian put it on his face.

With a flash of figure, he rushed straight to the ring below.

When they got to the bottom, a deacon came up and said, "What realm are you?"

"Xuanshi Ninefold", Zi Lingtian said indifferently.

"En", the ghost king is Xuanzong double. Are you sure you want to challenge him?" said the deacon.

"Yes," Zi Lingtian said casually.

"Okay, go over the 3rd level challenge, add 300 spirit stones, what's your nickname", the deacon said.

"Kill God", Zi Lingtian said word by word.

After Zi Lingtian reported his nickname, the deacon looked out of the field and said, "This friend who is known as the God Killer, Xuanshi Jiuzhong, wait for him to challenge the Ghost King, everyone is looking at the bet."

"Grass, the scum of the Xuanshi Ninefold also dares to challenge the Ghost King, it's really looking for death."

"Let's go, go to bet on the ghost king, although the odds are a little lower, but it's still very profitable."

The gamblers rushed to the betting ground in the middle of the field.

The Ghost King looked at Zi Lingtian in the ring, his face full of disdain.

"Why, can't I go on stage yet?,Zi Lingtian said unpleasantly.

"Wait ten minutes," the deacon said.

"Grass, it's really troublesome", Zi Lingtian scolded secretly in his heart.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

"Alright, you can play, life and death are your destiny," said the deacon.

Zi Lingtian got into the ring with a flash, and then, a light curtain enveloped the entire ring, and no one wanted to run.

"Ghost King", the Ghost King bowed to Zi Lingtian.

"Killing the gods", Zi Lingtian also bowed his hand to the ghost king.

"Brush", at the moment when Zi Lingtian gave up, the ghost king suddenly rushed over, and his figure was ethereal.

But in Zi Lingtian's eyes, that's it.

"Hehe", "I still want to sneak attack", Zi Lingtian sneered in his heart.

"Huh', a pitch-black thin sword instantly hit the center of Zi Ling Tian's eyebrows.

"Poof", the pitch-black tip of the sword pierced the center of Zi Lingtian's eyebrows.

"Garbage, what garbage", those people outside the venue scolded one after another.

"Haha, he sent us spirit stones."

At this moment, the pierced Zi Lingtian slowly disappeared.

A voice came from behind the Ghost King.

"Sneak up on me, you can die".

"Boom", "poof", Zi Lingtian was behind the Ghost King, and he violently punched the Ghost King's head.

"Boom", Zi Ling Tianxuan's qi shook, shaking away the blood that had almost spilled on him.

The Colosseum was silent, pin drops could be heard, only the breathing of people and the sound of saliva.

After a while, the Colosseum erupted directly.

"Ah, did you see that he blew up the Ghost King with one punch?

"Who is he, so powerful, Xuanshi Jiuzhong can defeat Xuanzong."

"Damn, it's impossible, he must not be the Nine Layers of the Xuanshi, we ask to probe its cultivation."

Hearing this, everyone seconded the proposal, but they lost the money.

"That's right, probe and cultivate, he must not be a Xuanshi Jiuzhong."

"Probe and repair, probe and repair, and probe and repair".

The whole Colosseum is saying this.

The deacon saw that the scene was suddenly chaotic, and shouted: "Shut up for me, I'll go and get the Xuanshi now, don't make any noise."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent, but there were still many people talking.

Zi Lingtian was very unhappy now, and the murderous aura emanating from his body had almost become substance, so he stood quietly in the ring.

Soon the deacon brought a round, black stone.

The deacon walked up to Zi Lingtian and said, "Hiss", he shivered all over his body, goosebumps rose, and his legs were a little weak, "What a strong murderous aura", the deacon thought in his heart.

"Yes, I'm sorry, please, please put your hand on it," the deacon said.

Zi Lingtian glanced at him, the deacon was like entering the abyss, in Zi Lingtian's eyes, he actually saw the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

Then, Zi Lingtian put his right hand up.

"Wow", the black stone shines brightly.

The 30,000 or 40,000 people in the field were stunned when they saw the glowing stones emitted by the black stones.

"This and this, he is really a Xuanshi Jiuzhong, how can he be so powerful."

"Looks like we misunderstood him." 、

"Now I can continue, right?", Zi Lingtian said coldly.

"Yes, yes," said the deacon, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Then the deacon walked out of the ring.

Immediately two people came up. Dispose of the corpse of the Ghost King.

Zi Lingtian stood quietly in the ring, his robe blown by the wind and the sound of hunting.

After a while, a man wearing a mask with a hideous tiger head flew down.