"The top three?" Hearing the words that couldn't be heard, the eyes of the seven beside him were full of disbelief.

Although the Eight Divisions will be martial arts is an internal competition of the Overlord Blood Sect, the gold content in it is definitely not low, especially the Tiansi Silence, who has won the laurel for several consecutive years, and his cultivation is already a high-rise existence in the Heaven Breaking Realm, and it is said that it is the location of a close emperor.

As for the second-ranked Disi Ghost Wheel, although it cannot compete with Silent in terms of cultivation, its combat power is extremely ferocious, second only to Silent among the Eight Divisions.

If it weren't for the silent cultivation to be superb, you could use the cultivation to suppress the other party, and the silence should not be able to match it.

Considering the strength of the Eight Divisions, the Seven didn't think that Qin Yu, who was in the Huangquan Pond at the moment, could match the existence of the top three in previous years.

After all, the existence of the top three of the Eight Divisions, the wind and clouds that were caused in the Huangquan Pond back then were even greater than the ones caused by Qin Yu now.

Just when everyone was suspicious of Qin Yu, on the top of the mountain in front of them, a terrible and piercing ghost howl came out.

The place where the blood mist was shrouded was rapidly turning towards pitch black.

In just an instant, the place where the mountains in front of me turned into a place where you couldn't see your fingers, and the darkness made people's hearts sink and look at it as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

"This, this is a ghost prison!"

The change in front of them startled both the impossible and the seven.

"It seems that he really has the potential to help us win the top three of this year's eight divisions!" the taciturn Mos muttered as he touched his chin.

At this time, there was no longer the slightest doubt in the eyes of the seven people.

"The seven of you stay here to guard well, I'll go back to Yousi first, so that the other eight divisions don't come here, Qin Yu will be our killer!"

Dropping a sentence, he couldn't directly break through the dense fog and went towards the depths of the fog, to arrange some matters of the Eight Divisions and the other Eight Divisions, in case someone came to Huangquan Pool and found Qin Yu.

On the top of the mountain, Qin Yu crossed his knees in the Yellow Spring Pool, and his soul was protected by the Hell Lamp below, and a fist-sized dim yellow bead on the Hell Lamp kept spinning.

The aura of hell is extremely strong, as if there is a small world filled with yellow springs in between.

Qin Yu's divine soul felt the dim yellow orbs above the hell lamp, and his divine soul was constantly being moistened by some of its breath, and his divine soul was like fine iron thrown into the calciner at this moment, constantly removing impurities.

"Yellow Springs Netherworld?"

Just as Qin Yu was perceiving the fist-sized dim yellow orb above the Hell Lamp, a scripture rushed out of the orb and merged into her divine soul.

"Can you get a chance here?" Looking at the scriptures in the Divine Soul, Qin Yu's face was full of confusion, and he didn't expect that there would be a scripture in this Yellow Spring Pool: "A mental method in Hell is to exercise the soul cultivation soul power?"

After careful reading, Qin Yu had a preliminary understanding of the Huangquan Netherworld.

"The method I practiced in the past was nothing more than exercising the true element, condensing the body, and cultivating both the Dao and the supernatural powers, but this Huangquan Netherworld Secret is actually a method for exercising the divine soul?"

There are very few methods for cultivating divine souls in this world, and even if Qin Yu has been wandering all these years, he has never seen or heard of methods that can cultivate divine souls.

The thoughts in his heart were racing, and finally he reined in his mind and began to concentrate on cultivating the Yellow Spring Netherworld Technique.

This exercise is divided into three layers, which are respectively forged souls, divided souls, and condensed souls.

Forging the soul is to temper one's own soul like a blacksmith master tempering fine iron with an iron hammer, removing the impurities of the soul, condensing the density of the soul, and making it undergo a qualitative change.

As for the split soul, when the soul has reached the peak of qualitative change and can no longer advance an inch, the soul is split, tempered again, and the split soul is tempered and strengthened again.

As for the final condensation, it is to fuse the split divine soul into one.

It sounds extremely crude, but since this Yellow Spring Netherworld Technique can act on the divine soul, it is enough to show that it is extraordinary.

As Qin Yu carried his divine soul according to the cultivation method of the Huangquan Netherworld Technique, his divine soul was like an iron peizi that had been hit by an iron hammer, and the impurities in it were constantly removed.

With the passage of time, I don't know how long it took, and when he gradually discovered that the impurities in his soul could no longer be removed, he finally stopped practicing.

"It seems that the bottleneck has been reached, and if you want to continue cultivating, you have to depend on the chance!" Qin Yu muttered in the Yellow Spring Pool, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, a black figure appeared behind him.

"Hell┄"

The two words were like thunder, roaring between heaven and earth, and the fog surging in a radius of hundreds of miles of direct shock was non-stop.

The seven people who were guarding Qin Yu not far away trembled one by one under this roar, and fell directly to the ground, and the coercion that escaped from the mountain peak in front of them at that moment before made their hearts shatter.

If it hadn't lasted for a short time, they would have no doubt that they had become part of the fog that filled the heavens and the earth.

"What a monster this!"

Leng Xin sat on the ground, looking at the black figure standing up to the sky and the earth looming in the blood mist not far away, his voice trembled a little.

As for the few people around him, they all fell silent at the moment.

The figure on the top of the mountain lasted only a moment before it dissipated, and finally the place where the mountain was located returned to calm, as if nothing had changed.

In the mist, Qin Yu walked out step by step.

When the seven saw Qin Yu, their eyes were as if they were looking at a god, full of awe.

"I said, brother, what kind of creation have you gained in the Yellow Spring Pool? It has made such an earth-shattering thing and scared people to death!"

Hua Qianmei patted her tall chest as she spoke, looking frightened.

Qin Yu naturally wouldn't believe Hua Qianmei's appearance, after all, after getting along for a while, he already had a preliminary understanding of Hua Qianmei.

This beautiful woman, although she looks soft and weak, her heart is unambiguous.

According to Leng Xin, he told him privately that this sister is a ruthless character who likes to eat heart.

"Sister Mei, when did I say when did you become so timid? Qin Yu was the last to join Yousi, so it was natural that he was at the end of the list.

Therefore, he called these seven people either brother or sister.

Qin Yu didn't have any psychological obstacles to this, after all, now he just joined here with a hidden identity, and these titles were just words and performances on the scene.

"Where, where?" Leng Xin stopped doing it directly, jumped up and blew his beard at Qin Yu and glared at him: "You kid, do you know that the mutation you have caused, even the monster of Tiansi can't compare to it!"

"Tenji's monsters?"

Looking at Leng Xin's appearance of shouting and screaming, Qin Yu's face was dazed.

Seeing this, Drunk Linglong took a step forward, and then opened her mouth slightly, and her voice sounded as beautifully as a big bead and a small bead falling on a jade plate: "It is the strongest guy in our next Eight Divisions of Martial Arts!"

"The most powerful?" After Qin Yu heard this, his heart churned, but his face laughed: "Everyone, it's okay, now that I'm Qin someone, I don't care what kind of old monster or little monster he is, all of them will be overturned!"

After getting along for a period of time, Qin Yu had already figured out the temperament of these seven people.

For these seven people, being bold and domineering is the most in line with their wishes, and Qin Yu's performance at this moment has won their hearts.

"Yes, fuck it, what kind of heaven and earth division, in front of my ghost, they must become rolling gourds!"

Leng Xin laughed and directly hugged Qin Yu's shoulder.

"I said everyone, if you are happy, go back and talk about it, I think that now the Eight Divisions will be martial arts! If we don't go back, it is estimated that the eldest sister will go crazy!"

Tianben blew the hair that fell from his forehead and said a word to everyone.

Hearing Tianben's words, everyone shuddered, and then stopped talking nonsense and walked towards the dense fog, and as he walked forward, Qin Yu found that Tianben was holding a pitch-black compass in his hand to identify the direction.

In the depths of a thick fog, between a mountain range like a dragon, the black temperament danced in the wind, and the sound of trumpets and drums continued to sound.

This place is where the sect of the Overlord Blood Sect is located.

In the dragon-like mountains, the dark buildings stand majestically, and the eerie and terrifying aura spreads out in the void like flowing water, making this place give people a sense of being inaccessible to the living.

Today's Tyrant Blood Sect is extremely lively, and the people of the Eight Divisions are busy back and forth.

"No way, my lord, I didn't expect you to be the only one who came this time?

Walking on the square, he suddenly heard this laughter, and Huo Ran turned to look at the person who spoke.

Behind her was a handsome man dressed in black iron and two strands of hair hanging down his cheeks, holding a black iron fan in his hand and shaking.

A leisurely attitude.

"Lord Tianzun, the affairs of my Yousi should not be in your Tiansi's hands, as for whether I give up the qualification, it has nothing to do with you!"

Facing the handsome man in front of him, he couldn't have a cold face.

"As a fellow disciple, I'm just concerned about it, I can't be an adult, how can I not appreciate it!" The handsome man didn't care about the cold face, and continued to babble in his ear.

"Care?" couldn't seem to hear a joke, and smiled coldly: "You still care about whether you can give birth to a son!"

The sentence that can't be is to poke the handsome man's sore feet.

No one in the Overlord Blood Sect didn't know that Tiansi's Tianzun was an inhumane figure, and few people dared to say this in front of him over the years.

After the sentence of impossibility fell, it directly made the handsome man fall into a state of rage.

"Okay, you can't, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, today I want to see how your Yousi is saved in the hands of my Tiansi!"

Looking at the departing figure of this handsome man, he couldn't help but have a faint hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

"A eunuch, want to fight me?"