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The leaks are exhausted, it is the dawn of another day, and in less than an hour, the fifteenth day of the competition on the Heavenly Demon List will begin.

In the mountains, the cold sun slanted on the mountain road, and the mountains were full of clansmen who were hurrying to the rocky valley, and the clansmen were chatting with interest as they walked, guessing with great interest how the game would be unexpectedly exciting today.

Zhou Lu was dressed in a neat and capable cloth robe, and walked out of the Falcon station together with the chatter and laughter of the eagle guards, standing on the stone steps and looking at the bustling flow of people at his feet, Zhou Lu let out a long breath of cold air, and moved his arms vigorously, excited.

Today he is going to participate in the competition, and today, the fat man is the protagonist of this ring match.

After a night of cultivation, Zhou Lu had completely rested, he woke up early in the morning, and now he was still lying in the barrel, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, quickly got out of the barrel, dried his body with a towel, and changed into a clean cloth robe.

At this moment, the fat man looked quite energetic, obviously well-dressed.

Zhou Lu knew that many acquaintances would see his game today, and he had been looking forward to this day for half a year.

He also prepared for half a year.

"Come on, centurion. ”

One of the eagleguards yawned and said casually.

"Hmm. ”

Zhou Lu clenched his fists fiercely in front of his head, and nodded vigorously with a resolute expression: "Don't worry, I will definitely do my best." ”

None of the eagle guards paid any attention to him, even the one who had said come on, yawned and walked past him casually, a large group of people walked out of the station together, and walked up the stone steps of the mountain road, and the eagle guards walked on the road and talked about yesterday's drunkenness, accusing each other of disagreeing, and the two of them blushed and had thick necks because he drank more than him yesterday, or whether he drank more than him.

Who cares about the game for a while.

Such a sinister bastard should worry about him? The eagleguards know this fat man too well, he can find a way to kill you even if he can't beat him, and it's good that the eagleguards don't directly mourn for his opponent.

"What is your attitude?" Zhou Lu was indignant by the indifference and carelessness of the eagle guards, and he quickly chased after him from behind, "Wait for me to invite you to a drink next time, hmph, don't expect it in the next life." ”

The eagle guards burst into laughter.

......

The Rocky Valley is like a huge urn bucket, from the bottom of the urn to the mouth of the urn, at this moment it is already filled with dense locust-like watchers, and many people rush from outside the valley to find seats, and the noise in the valley is like a sullen wave, wave after wave rushing.

The brilliant morning light slowly climbed up from the top of the mountain, illuminating the subjective altar little by little, and suddenly, the nearby hillside resounded with a tsunami-like cheer, and a total of seven elders of the Heavenly Demon Clan walked in from the entrance of the viewing platform, and over there, more than ten high-ranking envoys and envoys of the ghost clan also entered from the entrance on the other side.

The high-level officials of the two clans sat on both sides distinctly, one side of the hunting armor was tightly bound, and the other side was fluttering in ghost robes.

Watanabe Mahara sat arrogantly on the seat with a mouthful of dentures, squinted his eyes to the top of the valley, and muttered to himself coldly: "The weather is good, the wind is beautiful, the sun is shining, this kind of weather, it must be very cool to kill people, hahahaha......"

The Heavenly Demon Clan elders over there caught a glimpse of Watanabe's face out of the corner of their eyes, and they were all disgusted like a fly in their hearts. If it weren't for the fact that the elders were well-educated, they would even have the heart to drag this villain down and kick him to death.

Second Elder Mo Xuanji glanced at that side lightly, and sat down with his eyebrows twisted.

He really admired this True Origin Envoy, the last time he was beaten into that calf in the Heavenly Demon Clan's big tent, he still had a smile on his face today.

Among the mountains, another tsunami-like cheer rang out.

After the two clans participated in the war and were inspected by the prison one by one, they walked from the viewing platform to the rocky forest at the bottom of the valley one by one, waiting for the start of the game.

On the hillside, Zhou Lu waved goodbye to the people in the seats reluctantly, resolutely turned around, and walked towards the stone forest under the viewing platform.

From other directions, four more young hunters came over, and the five of them gathered in one place and stood proudly, and the awe-inspiring iron-blooded aura made the cheers of the mountains endure for a long time.

These five people are all the hopes of the Heavenly Demon Clan today, these five people will carry the eyes of the entire tribe, and their expression will represent the morale and prestige of the entire Heavenly Demon Clan.

On the side of the stone forest, the five ghost clan young hunters also walked down coldly, the wide ghost robes hunted in the wind, the ghost robes wrapped the bodies of the five Kong Wu, the five people's bodies contained almost explosive power, and the tight muscles allowed them to burst out and hurt people at any time.

The five of them pressed their waist knives in their hands, and in the cheers of the ghost clansmen, their eyes looked at each other obliquely with murderous eyes.

For these young hunters, the competition for a while is a tragic war that does not distinguish between life and death.

The five members of the Heavenly Demon Clan also turned their heads to look over there fiercely, and a fierce aura of slaughter permeated the chaotic stone forest for the first time.

Zhou Lu's eyes widened at the opposite side, and he didn't see the reason for looking at it for a long time, so he scratched his head vigorously.

In his eyes, those ghost clans are all grinning ghosts, and they haven't fought yet, and it is impossible to see the strength from them. Zhou Lu suddenly felt that a group of people were staring at him like this, it was really annoying.

He looked back boredly, turned his head and looked curiously at the people around him.

The Heavenly Demon Clan is too big, and he doesn't even know the young hunters of the same clan.

Next to him, was a tall young hunter, dressed in dark leather armor, with an oblique scar on his face, the whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and his eyes showed a sharp essence.

The man also happened to look at Zhou Lu, and when he saw Zhou Lu looking at him, the man smiled proudly, lowered his voice and asked, "Zhou Lu, do you remember me?"

Zhou Lu was stunned for a moment, vaguely had some impressions, scratched his head vigorously and thought about it, and suddenly lowered his voice in surprise and shouted: "You, you are not Urasu......"

At the same time, he participated in the sacrifice of the young hunter, and Wu Lasu was the first to summon the war spirit at that time, Zhou Lu finally remembered it, and he was also excited all of a sudden.

It was at the sacrificial ceremony half a year ago that Zhou Lu became the object of ridicule of thousands of clansmen, and was sent to the Western Xinjiang by the great elder. He hadn't seen his group of Spirit Hunters since.

"It's such a coincidence that we played the same game. ”

Zhou Lu was elated.

There was a faint pride in Urasu's eyebrows, and he smiled again inadvertently.

After half a year of cultivation in the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, the strength of Urasu has long been different from what it used to be, as those elders said when they entered the pavilion, from the day they entered the pavilion, they and their former friends will always live in two worlds, they are the high superiors, and their friends are just mediocre clansmen under their rule.

This identity, which is very different from now on, is extremely difficult to change.

And this fat man was the most cowardly one of their sessions, and because of him, their sacrifices in that session almost failed to complete the Great Perfection.

The corners of Wu Lasu's eyes went down, and he quietly bumped into Zhou Lu with his arm, and encouraged in a low voice: "Zhou Lu, fight hard today, try your best to persevere, even if you can't enter the finals, let everyone in the tribe take a look, the young hunters who sacrificed in our session are not bad breeds." ”

The smile on Zhou Lu's face was suddenly a little reluctant. He clicked his mouth, how could it feel that it wasn't a taste.

Zhou Lu was a little sneering, and in desperation, he also encouraged Urasu: "You also come on." ”

Ulasu smiled proudly: "I'm going to have to make it to the finals......"

Urasu turned his head back and stopped talking.

He is not familiar with Zhou Lu, and he can encourage these few words, which has already been counted as benevolence and righteousness. Ulasu's attention was all on those ghost clan young hunters on the other side.

......

At the subjective platform over there, the eleventh elder walked proudly towards the rising sun, and walked straight onto the high bluestone platform, and the ten young hunters on both sides of the stone forest all stood solemnly, and on the slopes around the mountain, the hearts of tens of thousands of people were tightly raised.

As you all know, today's game is about to begin.

Eleven Elder's eagle-sharp gaze swept towards both sides of the stone forest below, and he waved his hands down fiercely and made a gesture of action.

"Whoosh" a few windswept sounds, and the young hunters were like cheetahs, rushing towards the chaotic stone forest to find a good place to hide.

Zhou Lu saw the eleventh eleventh's gaze as if he was inadvertently casting a gaze at him, Zhou Lu nodded with a knowing smile, shook his head, and followed the others into the chaotic stone forest.

The chaotic stone forest is like a labyrinth, the high stone pillar is enough to be more than two people tall, and the short one can also be over the waist, standing in the stone forest, the shaking in front of you is full of jagged strange stones, and occasionally through the stone forest, you can see the figure of the opponent in the distance flashing, so that the game adds a lot of mystery and unknown suspense.

“...... I announce that on February 11, 765 in the wasteland calendar, the fifteenth day of the Heavenly Demon List Heavenly Ghost List has officially begun. ”

As soon as Eleventh Eleven's words fell, an earthen cannon exploded in the sky, and the clansmen in the mountains shouted at the same time, shouting the names of the young hunters they recognized, cheering for the young hunters in the field.

The warm atmosphere ignited the mountain in an instant.

Urasu was passionate, and he had been waiting for this day for more than ten years.

From the first day he came into contact with the brute cultivators, Urasu knew that sooner or later, his name would be completely free from mediocrity and would be associated with some big events that made people's blood boil.

Wu Lasu has shown his cultivation talent since he was a child, and the training tasks that others have to work hard for days, dozens of days, and months to complete, he can often achieve it with a raise of his hand, and even better and better than others, he has been on the road of cultivation all the way into a no-man's land, there are almost no major levels, and after fusing the battle soul of the iron-spine bear half a year ago, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Wu Lasu knew that the Heavenly Demon List competition was the first step in his life.

From this day on, he will officially embark on the path of the glorious superior.

"Kill!"

The murderous intent in Urasu's heart rose endlessly, and he held his waist knife tightly across his chest, like a fierce demon wolf, scurrying through the stone forest, vigilantly looking for the target to do it.

A figure in a wide ghost suit flashed in front of him.

Wu Lasu was excited in his heart, and chased after him with a tight breath, bypassing a stone pillar, and suddenly a brilliant sword light came to his face, thinking that the ghost clan had found the enemy behind him, and he had already ambushed here and waited.

Although he was not shocked after being sneak attacked, the shadow of the iron-spine bear above Ulasu's head appeared Huo Ran, and the power of the iron-spine bear was perfectly integrated in his body, and the green tendons on one of Ulasu's arms instantly burst out, and the knife in his palm bounced up and slammed upward, and there was a sharp shock on the ground, and a knife flew the knife holder of the ghost clan's sneak attack.

The ghost clan Shao Hunter on the opposite side felt a strong force coming from the knife, his head buzzed, and his body was numb, and he was startled all of a sudden.

Wu Lasu is a high-level hunter with the real sixfold skill of the Tuman Heart Sutra, and with the power of the Bear Battle Spirit, he can fight the centurion of four armies alone. With such strength, in the face of these young hunters who have not yet fully grown up, they simply have a natural sense of superiority.

Ulasu smiled grimly: If you want to run, let me get out of the stone forest honestly.

Urasu chased after him with a brisk step, scurrying left and right, like a sturdy cheetah, getting closer and closer to the figure in front of him.

The people in front of him became more and more flustered, and Urasu chased more and more tightly, at this moment, the clansmen watching the battle in the mountains were in an uproar, and the boiling sound made Urasu's heart tense inexplicably, he Huo Ran raised his head and looked to the side ahead, his eyes suddenly narrowed and stopped, and even the opponent in front of him couldn't care about chasing.

Wu Lasu saw that fifty steps in front of the side, a ghost clan young hunter with a gloomy face and a slender figure actually jumped onto the top of the stone pillars, stepping on one stone pillar after another and rampage condescendingly, and a murderous aura rushed towards him unscrupulously.

The figure was unusually fast, and it was also arrogantly unusual, and he didn't care that his figure was exposed under the noses of all his opponents.

It is taboo to fight in the stone forest and jump on the top of the stone pillar, just like everyone else is hidden in the dark and you are the only one in the light, it will become the target of the public, and you will suffer more and more fierce blows and sneak attacks.

If there is no absolute arrogance strength, who dares to be so arrogant.

And the degree of the ghost clan is too fast, the wind is galloping, almost soaring in the sky against the stone forest.

Urasu's heart suddenly tightened, his face was unexpectedly solemn, his hands clenched the knife tightly, the shadow of the bear above his head became more and more solid, and even the green tendons on his forehead were surging.

He knew he had a great rival.

In the blink of an eye, the figure swept closer, and a cold knife shadow between heaven and earth slashed down towards Ulasu like lightning, Ulasu's teeth clenched, and he roared angrily with enough strength to eat, and the long knife slashed upward, and there was a violent earthquake in the ground, and Ulasu felt like he had been kicked in the chest by a giant elephant, and the unrivaled force made Ulasu spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was thrown backwards, hitting the mountain rock.

There was another uproar among the mountains.

Everyone was stunned.

Everyone can see the iron-spine bear battle soul condensed by Urasu, such a powerful war spirit hunter was slashed away by someone else?

What kind of power is in that sword?

On the subjective platform, the faces of the elders of the Heavenly Demon Clan changed color in unison.

In today's game list, there is no such strong person in the ghost clan.

"Wild Old Wall ......"

Mo Xuanji frowned tightly and lowered his voice and shouted back, Ye Lao Wall hurriedly rushed to the front and bowed forward, Mo Xuanji ordered in a low voice: "Go, investigate what's going on?"

Wu Lasu crashed into the stone pillar, the bones of his whole body seemed to be about to be knocked apart, his eyes were full of flowers, his head was buzzing, and a huge sense of humiliation instantly rushed from the bottom of his heart to the top of his head, he couldn't imagine why the strongest people of the ghost clan were picking him up.

Could it be that people see that he is the strongest in the Heavenly Demon Clan in this competition, so he does not hesitate to expose himself and jump on the top of the stone to fight out? With his strength, he can definitely enter the finals, if people can beat him out, then they can use this to let the Ghost Clan enter one more place?

Urasu's face turned white all of a sudden, Fang fell out, his back was on the stone pillar behind him, and he turned over and turned diagonally out of the distance, and he was ready to flee into the distance as soon as he made a mistake.

If you can't beat it, you will flee, and you must not let the devil's plan succeed.

Urasu's face was covered with blood, and he wished fiercely in his heart, and his steps slipped quickly, ready to slip away desperately.

Urasu's reaction can not be described as unastute, judgment can not be described as inaccurate, action can not be described as unfast, in a hundred thousand in a hurry, the corner of his eye glanced over there, suddenly, Urasu's eyes widened, suddenly stopped, turned around and stunned there.

The figure of the ghost clan passed past him, and it didn't stop at all, and continued to rush forward like a gust of wind.

People beat him just because he was passing by.

They didn't come to him at all.

In a clearing in the distance of the stone forest, Zhou Lu's chubby figure stood there vigilantly, holding a pale cyan iron rod in his hand and holding it to his chest, confronting the figure of the ghost clan from afar.

And the ghost clan with a gloomy face, seeing that direction, turned out to be going straight to the fat man, and was very afraid that the fat man would run away and catch up, and he repeatedly accelerated his speed.

Wu Lasu wiped the blood on his face hard, he was stunned, he looked in that direction in a daze, and then looked at himself who was idle, the sudden sense of shame in his heart was worse than being slashed and flew away, staring at the back of the ghost clan flying away, he really wanted to drag the ghost clan back angrily and asked: What do you mean? What do you mean......

What people value is that in his eyes, he can only be a fat man who can only be a mediocre clansman for the rest of his life, and he, the powerful battle spirit hunter of the Heavenly Demon Elite Pavilion, is just a passerby who can be slashed and flew without paying attention to it in the eyes of others.

It's ridiculous that he is still full of pride and is ready to run away desperately, so as to retain a little advanced strength for the Heavenly Demon Clan.

Fuck, in the end, people didn't care about him......

Ulasu stood there panting heavily, the more he thought about it, the more he held his breath, and he didn't even have the heart to play next.