Time in the Dead Realm passes slowly, like a pool of stagnant water, stagnant.

And because there is no change in the weather and the four seasons, if you don't deliberately record it, you don't know how long it has been.

Actually, time doesn't mean much to the dead.

Despite this, three months passed quickly.

The ring match selected by the Moonlight City Lord has finally begun.

On this day, there was some lively scene in Moonlight City.

There are a lot of pedestrians on the street out of nowhere, there are shriveled skeletons, rancid zombies, wandering ghosts, etc., all gathered in one place, but they still line up in an orderly manner, and get along in harmony, which makes people feel a little strange.

"Unexpected...... There are so many dead people in this Moonlight City!"

Lu Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue, she wandered around the street every day, and basically couldn't see any people.

These dead people usually prefer to sleep at home, and only appear when something big happens.

The selection of the city lord can be said to be the most important event for the deceased.

"The lord of the city can decide the policy of a city, his character is related to the life of the dead, if he is strict by nature, the influx of the dead will be very small, and the requirements of the inhabitants will be high, if he is loose by nature, he may completely ignore the security of the city, and there will be many resentful spirits and evil spirits running around......"

It is closely related to life that makes these dead people care so much.

The Nether Swordsman explained to Li Chun on the side, his expression a little unnatural.

- When Li Chun first told him that he was going to participate in the city lord selection, he thought that the other party was just joking, but when the city lord decided that Li Chun would become a seeded player, it had already stunned the Nether Swordsman.

And now, Li Chun gave birth to the Divine Flying Wing, breaking through the twenty-first level. It is really possible to win the position of the city lord of Moonlight City, and the Nether Swordsman is a little unsure of how to get along with this living person.

Although speaking of which...... He is the person who is most familiar with Li Chun in Moonlight City.

"So, there should be a lot of people who will participate in the audition?"

Li Chun raised his eyes and looked around, and his heart was also shocked - among these unremarkable deceased, there were a large number of strong people, and there were endless masters of level 20. Even the ghost skeletons in the Yin God Realm are quite numerous.

This is the accumulation of time, no matter how poor the qualifications of the deceased are, no matter how lazy the cultivation is, after the huge population base and endless time, the strong will gradually accumulate.

The prince and the others were even more dumbfounded, and cold sweat was about to break out.

"Many, many. ”

The Nether Swordsman sighed, "But Master Li doesn't have to worry. Most of them are insensitive, even if they have stepped into the Yin God realm, their actual combat power is not worth mentioning at all......"

For the deceased, strength is determined more by attitude than strength.

For example, the Nether Swordsman, a level 20 death swordsman is nothing here, but he is also regarded as a figure with a future in Moonlight City.

Because he at least still has the desire and thoughts to be motivated, and those who are dead in the Yin God Realm. Most of them have been muddy, and all will has been drained by time. It's just a walking corpse, just lingering, and many things are just instincts rather than their own desires.

These people may have great strength, but it is possible to fall asleep in the middle of a fight, and they do not care much about victory or defeat. If you have a strong desire to win, you have a chance to qualify, even if you are far behind.

"Perhaps, as Li Gongzi said, desire and fragility are the driving forces for the development of the living, and the dead have eternal bodies and endless time. But he can only stand still. ”

The Nether Swordsman sighed, remembering what Li Chun said about the banquet in the City Lord's Mansion, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense.

"That's true. ”

Li Chun smiled bitterly, looked at the numb expressions of the deceased, and shook his head slightly.

If the dead could survive quietly...... Then there will not be such a big contradiction between life and death, but unfortunately there are always dead people like the Nether Swordsman who still have the desire to work hard.

-- In the final analysis, the number of dead is too large.

"Okay, let's go to the ring first, I don't know when it's my turn?"

Li Chun held a piece of white bone talisman in his hand, which was the seed player symbol that the Moonlight City Lord asked the Nether Swordsman to bring to him, which meant that he could enter this tournament directly without participating in the preliminary selection.

Looking at the situation of this crowd, I don't know how long it will take to be selected.

In the wide square in front of the city lord's mansion, more than a dozen huge white bone rings were built, and all the participants fought against each other on this white bone ring, and the winner entered the next round, until the final sixty-four people were decided, and then the real competition began.

"The knockout format is pretty simple, isn't it...... It's no different from us. ”

In the red dust, the martial arts exam is similar, and if you want to distinguish the winner from the loser, the ring battle is the easiest way.

"Li Gongzi, Li Gongzi, here!"

Seeing them from a distance, Bone Eleven waved his golden bone arm high and beckoned them to sit down in the box beside him.

"This location is good, the city lord specially arranged a few for us, we can see the situation of each ring, if there is a strong person, you can also know in advance. ”

He was full of smiles, and although he regarded Li Chun as his biggest opponent, he was still very polite.

Miao Jiuyou is no longer a seed player, so naturally he will not appear here, Ming Shun glanced at Li Chun and the Nether Swordsman, snorted coldly, and did not get up to talk.

The corpse demon Qi moved over slowly, said hello awkwardly, and then sat down, but a pair of bull's eyes did not leave Li Chun's left and right, especially staring at his back.

Divine Flying Wings, with a huge suppression of the undead, it is impossible for them not to care.

"Thank you. ”

Li Chun smiled, thanked Gu Shiyilang, took everyone to sit down in the box, raised his eyes, and sure enough, he saw that the ten rings were vivid, and nodded slightly.

The crown prince, Lu Manniang and others also chose their own sides, watching the battle of the dead with great interest.

They were also quite curious, these dead undead, in the ring battle, did not know how different from the living.

The sky was dark, and it was already late at night in Moonlight City at this time, and ordinary people couldn't see their fingers, but for the deceased, it was the most suitable light.

The moonlight hung high in the sky, but it barely illuminated anything.

The moon in Moonlight City is just a huge ornament.

Most of Li Chun's group of people are cultivators or above, with night vision, and can see the battle situation clearly, while Cui Min and Xiao Gui can only see a few vague shadows, fortunately, they are not interested in the battle of the dead, they are just here to cheer for Li Chun.

A huge roaring noise sounded, and this was a rare pomp and circumstance in the quiet world of the dead.

At this time...... The battle has begun. (To be continued......)