Time passed little by little, and the monks' attempt to hope that the Barbarian Ghost Sect would come forward to stop it was shattered, too, the Barbarian Ghost Sect only wanted to recruit fifty disciples with excellent qualifications, so it didn't matter how you competed.

Eventually, one of the monks came out of the crowd and pointed at the red-haired ghost and shouted, "You, come out." ”

The red-haired ghost's face was a little ugly, so he chose himself first, did his strength look low?

This monk was able to come here in the melee in the canyon, and his cultivation combat power was also quite good, his body shook, and suddenly black smoke came out of his body, making his figure look much more illusory, and the effect was also good, the attack of the red-haired ghost fell on his body as if it was hitting on top of the black smoke, and it had no effect at all. However, this monk forced the red-haired ghost to retreat again and again according to his strange method.

The laughter of the red-haired ghost's team made him feel even more ugly, and he tore off the skull necklace around his neck and threw it into the air, and thirteen skulls of different shapes pounced on the monk.

Some of these skeletons spewed cyan flames, some shot black rays, and some emitted bursts of sound waves, attacking differently, overwhelmingly rushing towards the monk.

The monk relied on the strangeness of the exercise, and knocked the skull that spewed cyan flames away with one punch, but he was also stained by cyan flames, but he didn't expect that this cyan flame was actually nothing but burning, directly attached to the black smoke, and the burning sound, the monk's screams also came, and it only resisted a few breaths of time, and then turned into flying ashes. The storage bag and the fallen Brute Order were taken away by the Red-Haired Ghost, and the skulls were once again turned into a necklace and hung around the Red-Haired Ghost's neck.

The monks were shocked, the monk's combat power was not bad, but he couldn't even resist the red-haired ghost's cyan flame skull, you must know that there are thirteen similar skull red-haired ghosts.

A few more people challenged him, but due to the weirdness of the red-haired ghost's skeletal necklace, he was not chosen, but someone else. But in the end, they all died tragically, and the other monks were not soft persimmons.

It wasn't until the sixteenth challenge that the monk defeated one of the red-haired ghost team and was allowed to join it, and of course he was eligible to be challenged.

This successful monk summoned several fanged corpse dogs (second-level ghosts) at once, and killed his opponent alive, this guy's face was withered, I don't know if it was because of dealing with ghosts all day long.

The challenge continued, and the members of the red-haired ghost team also changed several people, but Dongfang Ku found that three people had not made a move, and the monk who challenged them also avoided them strangely.

The number of dead monks reached nearly 100 until the challenge stopped, and the remaining monks were self-aware and did not go up to die. Many people couldn't see the next move of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. But Dongfang Ku clearly knew that the Barbarian Ghost Sect would exterminate these monks who were not selected, and he had to stand up. In order to survive, he must join the Barbarian Ghost Sect!

Dongfang Ku stood up at this time, and it seemed very abrupt, because the members of the red-haired ghost team had already shown their strength, and there were still those who came up to die?

"Boy, there is a price to be paid to challenge us, think carefully, don't throw your life here for no reason!" said a short, white-faced, ugly-looking monk.

Dongfang Ku recognized him, he was originally a member of the red-haired ghost team, and there were more than a dozen monks who fought with him, and none of them were spared, all of them died, and they were all black-hearted.

Dongfang Ku didn't pay attention to him, but he didn't want to attract too much attention, so he casually pointed at a monk, "I'm going to challenge you!" This monk had also made a move before, making a small black and white flag, Dongfang Ku had some understanding of his methods, and chose him for the sake of safety.

This guy has a strong body and a focused gaze, and when he heard this, he didn't speak, just grinned, jumped up violently, and rushed straight to Dongfang Ku.

Dongfang Ku didn't dare to slack off, and raised his fists to greet him, what he is currently proficient in is only the ghost power fist, which is handy to use.

The left hand shook continuously, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and like a hundred flowers blooming, making people confused, perfectly covering up the right fist full of murderous intentions.

"Peng", the monk who pounced on him was punched by Dongfang Ku in the face, and the scene of blood splashing did not appear, the monk broke like a blister, squirting out a large amount of thick black juice. Dongfang Ku felt a little wrong when his fist touched the opponent's door, his strength was retracted, his body retreated sharply, his fists danced like wheels, and suddenly a pitch-black shield blocked him in front of him.

The sound of "zizizi" continued, and the pitch-black shield only resisted two breaths under the erosion of black juice, and then it became tattered, and then looked at the place where the monk was just now, the ground was corroded into a large pit.

Dongfang Ku's face was ugly, if he had been a little slower just now, he was afraid that he would have become a puddle of sour water.

The monk reappeared in shape, staring at Dongfang Ku with some surprise, but he didn't reveal it, "Hehe, when you see my battle just now, you think you know my attack methods? It's really funny, Lao Tzu, my real means haven't been used yet! ”

As soon as the words were spoken, there was an exclamation among the monks.

"Leyline rotting corpse water? Isn't this the housekeeping ability of the old monster of the Ten Thousand Corpses River?

"I heard that guy was framed by his apprentice, although he didn't die, he was almost gone, not only was his cultivation completely destroyed, but the whereabouts of a small part of the [Corpse Sutra] were also unknown. It's a pity that a generation of heroes ended up like this. Isn't that apprentice this guy?"

"Yes, if that's the case, then this guy can't be underestimated, the old monster of the Ten Thousand Corpses River is also a difficult character in the foundation building secret realm......"

Dongfang Ku didn't have time to listen to their nonsense at this time, because the guy on the other side took a sharp breath, his stomach swelled round, and the sound of water came from inside, and then he opened his mouth, and a stream of water as black as ink spewed out, shooting towards Dongfang Ku like raindrops.

Dongfang Ku had already rushed towards the monk, but as soon as he was halfway through, the pitch-black rain sprayed in his face, seeing the power of the black water droplets just now, Dongfang Ku used the ghost power fist to the extreme, and the black smoke rolled and forced the black water droplets away.

The corrosive power of this leyline rotting corpse water is really strong, and Dongfang Ku can only wipe out two or three drops with one punch, which doesn't seem to be much, but in order to resist this mouthful of water, Dongfang Ku punched dozens of punches.

"Haha, how long can I see how long you can hold on?" After the monk squirted out a mouthful of water, his stomach did not decrease much, and it seemed that there was a lot of stock.

If Dongfang Ku could use immortal arts, he would have many ways to break this carrion water, but now he can only use the ghost power fist, and he is very aggrieved to be constrained everywhere.

The monk spewed out six mouthfuls of rotting corpse water one after another, and Dongfang Bitter kept flashing and moving, and this place had long been corroded. Fortunately, the release speed of this rotting corpse water is not fast, otherwise Dongfang Ku would really not be able to support it.

"Why is this kid so difficult, he just uses an ordinary ghost power fist, how many punches have been made, and he hasn't even revealed a trace of gaps. This monk was also a little anxious, originally he used this rarely used leyline rotting corpse water just to fight quickly, the purpose was to improve his status in the red-haired ghost team, but he didn't expect to spit out six mouthfuls in a row, but he didn't take the other party. He was thinking about coming up with some means, and suddenly found that a giant ghost that appeared at some unknown time rushed towards him in a muffled voice, he was a little funny and a little angry in his heart, damn, he dared to use any broken means, he was too underestimating himself.

He wiped it on his waist, and a small black and white banner appeared in his hand, and with a slight flick, the tail of the banner wrapped directly around the giant ghost, and then turned his gaze to Dongfang Ku again.

Dongfang Ku saw that guy's movements, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the movements at hand remained the same, but he carried another set of formulas in his heart.

The running giant ghost suddenly trembled violently, and stopped in an instant, a painful look appeared on his face, and his throat slid as if he was about to make a sound, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The face of the giant ghost, which was already ugly, was now more distorted, but there was a rare clarity in his eyes, and the huge contrast made the giant ghost look a little weird, but obviously, the monk's attention was not on this mere giant ghost.

The giant ghost's claws skillfully formed handprints, like a sun held up by a cloud of black flames, and its eyes were full of solemnity and solemnity. The handprint remained unchanged, and the huge body of the giant ghost had already bowed, and suddenly a force visible to the naked eye spread through the air, heading straight for the monk. And the body of the giant ghost also burst in an instant, and the flesh and blood were all over the ground, as if it couldn't withstand the backlash of this power.

Under the invasion of this force, the black and white flags that swept over directly trembled and fell to the ground.

The guy suddenly sensed in his heart, only to feel that a surging force pushing the golden mountain and falling jade pillar was pressing towards him, squeezing himself from all directions, at this time, how could he still take care of the Dongfang bitterness on the other side, and all the rotting corpse water in the leyline in his stomach spewed out, turning into a black water arrow, shooting straight in the direction of the power.

The black water arrow slashed through the air, corroding a black channel, but it didn't fly far before it snapped into the air.

Before the monk could use his tactics again, the power had already descended, "Ahhh......hh In just one breath, the monk shattered like a water bag, blood splattered all over the canyon floor.

Dongfang exhaled softly, feeling the exhaustion coming from his body, and secretly sighed that this victory was not easy to come by.

After a brief calm, the surrounding monks suddenly exploded, "What's the matter? Why did the powerless person who was suppressed just now suddenly reversed?"

"Hey, do you know what that magic is?"

"I haven't seen it, but it feels familiar......

......

The three monks in the red-haired ghost team who had not made a move exchanged glances with each other, and they were all a little surprised, because they all saw that the ghost technique of Dongfang Ku to kill the enemy and win was the [Ghost Body Eight Worships] obtained in the canyon this time, and what they didn't expect was that Dongfang Ku could exert the [Ghost Body Eight Worships] to such power.

Chi Ming in mid-air also sighed lightly, "This kid can use the [Ghost Body Eight Worships] to such a point in such a short period of time, this kid's understanding of ghost art is not ordinary." ”

Qi Ling also nodded, "Well, this time we have placed five intermediate ghost techniques in the Zhenman Canyon, and less than one-fifth of the cultivators are willing to cultivate, and among these people, I am afraid that he is the one with the best cultivation effect." ”

"It would be terrifying if he could master every kind of ghost art so quickly. Chi Ming said with a smile.

"Haha, Brother Chi Ming said with a smile, the intermediate ghost technique is also difficult for Jian, he can't have such a speed anymore. Qi Ling shook his head, obviously thinking that Chi Ming was joking.

The red-haired ghost glanced at the bloodstains all over the ground expressionlessly, and said to Dongfang Ku: "You have passed, come on." ”

Dongfang Ku nodded, walked to the red-haired ghost team, and chose a remote place to sit down. The other teams haven't made a lot of effort yet, and there will definitely be a fierce fight ahead.

Sure enough, Dongfang Ku became the last monk to challenge among those scattered cultivators who had no power background, and then the other teams followed.

A guy who seemed to be the head of the team took the lead to stand up, five big and three thick, looking like a reckless man, "Chidan, that's enough, the sum of our team is not enough for fifty people, do we still have to compete?"

One of the three guys in the red-haired ghost team who had never made a move, a guy with a very ordinary appearance but a cold look in his eyes, said: "Brute, is enough for you? I don't think it's enough, it's far from enough, I don't need so many fellow disciples, uh, it's almost the same if you subtract it by half." The cold-bloodedness in Chidan's words surprised all the monks for a while, but they didn't expect Chidan to block the exit of the canyon for this reason, it was really ruthless.

The brute bull's sword-like eyebrows were raised, and he was about to have a seizure at the moment, but suddenly saw the two people beside Chi Dan who had never spoken, and hesitated for a moment but held back.

The leaders of several other teams also noticed this situation, and they all tacitly chose to remain silent, they were not worried that they would not be selected as disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, but it was unknown how many of their own people could be selected.

Dongfang Ku noticed that the faces of the leaders of several teams were unhappy, but he suppressed them fiercely.

'Who are they Chidan?, how could these leaders be so jealous?' Dongfang was a little puzzled in his heart, he carefully observed, and now there were only thirty-four monks in several teams, which fully met the conditions of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

At this moment, a disciple of the Barbarian Ghost Sect came in the distance, and everyone's expressions were different, some breathed a sigh of relief, and some showed a look of chagrin.

"Alright, you're all selected, hand over the barbarian order, and follow me. This Barbarian Ghost Sect disciple pointed his finger contemptuously, it was these teams.

Except for a few people with irascible personalities with anger on their faces, most of these people were expressionless, and it was not easy to pass the fifteen-day life-and-death struggle. There was no need to clash with the monks of the Barbarian Ghost Sect at this time.