The consternation of the crowd calmed down after a long time.

The fat warrior, looking at Ye Junlin, hated and feared in his heart, hated that Ye Junlin actually defeated Luo Chen, and was afraid that Ye Junlin would turn his head and give him a sword because of his red eyes.

He doesn't want to die!

The fat warrior stood tremblingly, and he was at a loss for a while.

Ye Junlin turned his head and said to the fat martial artist, "Hey, have you forgotten something?"

"Ahh ”

As soon as the announcement of the fat warrior fell, there was an immediate uproar in the 'Donglai Square'.

The powerful Luo Chen was defeated by an infamous teenager after dozens of rounds, which was really difficult for them to accept.

"Quiet-" After taking countless deep breaths, the fat warrior finally returned to his original domineering and domineering, only to hear him shout: "The game is still going on, what are you arguing about before the winner is decided!"

The game, which was originally terminated because of the battle between Ye Junlin and Luo Chen, returned to normal again after the fat warrior shouted. Although everyone's hearts are surging like a rushing river at this moment. But in order to achieve good results, the teenagers temporarily suppressed the shock in their hearts and concentrated on the game.

The nine rings became hot again, and the fierce competition was carried out again.

Ye Junlin found a corner and sat down quietly.

At this moment, the ghost in the 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror' became 'restless' again.

"What's wrong?" Ye Junlin asked coldly.

"The old man wants you to help me do two things. "Ghost Path.

"Hmph!" Ye Junlin snorted coldly: "You don't seem to have figured out the current situation." You are now shrunk in the 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror', what qualifications do you have to order me?"

"Good. As soon as Ye Junlin said it, the ghostly momentum suddenly dropped: "Count me begging you." ”

"Please, what's in it for me?" Ye Junlin didn't relent.

"I am willing to hand over to you all the 'occult arts' contained in the 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror'. "Ghost seems to have made a lot of determination.

"Say it again. The expression on Ye Junlin's face did not change in the slightest.

Seeing Ye Junlin like this, the ghost frowned, and seemed to have made some greater determination: If you help me, I am willing to be your slave and follow you for life. ”

"Oh?" Ye Junlin seemed to have a hint of interest.

"Sounds good. Ye Junlin immediately pondered again: "But if you say this without evidence, who knows if you will change your hexagram." ”

"I am willing to dedicate the 'Natal Spirit' to you. If you die, I will die with you. Ghost Ghost trembled and said solemnly.

"That sounds pretty good. Come on, give me the 'Natal Spirit'. "Ye Junlin is like a naughty child.

'Natal Spirit' is equivalent to half the soul of a warrior, and handing over the 'Natal Spirit' to others is equivalent to putting one's life into the hands of others.

In the 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror', a black light slowly emerged. This light cluster is like a brilliant black pearl, dazzling.

Ye Junlin didn't accept it immediately, but instead asked the White Wolf King in the 'Spirit Beast Jade Fu': "Xiaobai, is it okay to look at this 'Natal Spirit'?"

In the 'Spirit Beast Jade Talisman', a wisp of spiritual thought from the White Wolf King quickly seeped out. This wisp of spiritual thought slowly flickered on the ghostly 'natal spirit', as if scanning something.

"Master, no problem, it's an extremely pure 'natal spirit'. The white ** king said.

"Good. ”

In Ye Junlin's sea of consciousness, a powerful suction force instantly appeared. The ghostly 'natal spirit' was like a black light, which was instantly sucked into Ye Junlin's eyebrows.

"Let's talk about it. What are you going to do?" asked Ye Junlin.

"One, when I enter the exit of the 'Ecstasy Pass' again, I always feel that something is calling me there. ”

"Good. Ye Junlin nodded after hearing this and asked, "What about the second?"

"Second, I hope you can find a chance to kill that 'Luo Chen', I want to occupy his body. The ghost said, and the old voice revealed a little excitement.

"Both of these things are fine, but it will take a few days, after I have a firm foothold in the 'Purple Cloud Sea'. Ye Junlin pondered for a while, and said.

"Okay, the old man has been waiting for nearly a thousand years, and it's not bad for a few days. After the ghost finished speaking, he cut off the soul connection between the two

On top of the nine martial arts rings, the battle is gradually coming to an end.

Ninety warriors finally decided on the promotion after a fierce fight.

Li Mu fought very suspensefully, and after all, he spent his last breath and knocked the last opponent out of the ring.

The other eight promoters were no better than Li Mu, and the repeated battles made them almost exhausted their Xuan Qi, and several of them still had colors on their bodies.

These people, as soon as the battle ended, without the slightest hesitation, immediately sat cross-legged in the ring, racing against time to recover their Xuan Qi.

But, how much can you recover in a little time?

Not everyone is like Ye Junlin, who has a mysterious skill like "Sword God Technique".

"Finalists, assemble in this ring. The fat warrior, seeing that the winners of each ring had been decided, hurriedly shouted.

Ten warriors, some tired, some relaxed, some nervous, some indifferent, no matter what, whether they were willing or unwilling, they all finally gathered in the 'eight' ring.

"Below, there is the most exciting 'Final Battle', and the rules are the same as the previous round, the big melee. The last three people left are the 'top three' in this selection. After the fat warrior finished speaking, he turned around and got out of the ring.

Ye Junlin silently walked up to Li Mu and blocked him behind him.

Seeing the situation, the other eight warriors glanced at each other one after another, without an agreement or words, they waved their blades in an extremely tacit understanding and fought towards Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin's face was like ice, and he was as immobile as a mountain. The big sword in his hand quietly crossed his chest, and the endless sword qi surged, stirring up endless gale.

Ye Junlin, swinging his sword, shot.

The remaining eight martial artists had almost exhausted their Xuan Qi in the battle just now. In the face of Ye Junlin's attack, there was no room for resistance at all, and the gale stirred up by the sword qi blew out of the ring one by one.

The audience was in an uproar!

Li Mu, who was hiding behind Ye Junlin, saw the situation and hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat." Then he silently walked out of the ring.

In the ring, only Ye Junlin was left.

Only the king will stand to the end!

The fat warrior, seeing such a scene, his face twitched slightly. Then he slowly walked into the ring and announced: "In this selection, the first place: Ye Junlin, the second place: Li Mu, and the third place"

The fat warrior looked at the eight warriors lying like dead pigs underground, and his face showed a little embarrassment.

"Who is this third place?" the fat warrior wondered.

"Brother Guan, it's the one, he's the last one to fall. A 'little brother'-like warrior on the side reminded.

"Oh. After listening to this, the fat warrior then said: "Third place, Zhao Qing." ”

The seven 'corpses' on the ground cast envious glances at the other 'corpse'.

"Hiding at the end, it's really beneficial!" said the martial artist named 'Zhao Qing' secretly rejoicing in his heart

On the competition platform, the 'Demon Hall Master' saw this scene, stood up with satisfaction, and when he left, he left a sentence: "That Ye Jun is coming to me, and you can do the rest yourself."