Back in the house, Ling Zitong, who had been tired for a day, fell asleep in a sweet dream. Through Wan Kui's story, Ling Zhishi also learned about the Immortal Tomb, this thing is indeed very weird, it seems necessary to take a closer look.

After that, there was no word for a night!

The next morning, Ling Zhishi took Ling Zitong to the hall, and the bright and dazzling dresses were arranged in the hall, and Wu Heng also waited here for a long time, welcoming Ling Zhishi's arrival.

Soon, Ling Zitong saw yesterday's violet princess dress at a glance, and then couldn't wait to pick it up and walked into a room.

Seeing this, Absolutely Wuheng didn't care too much, just walked to Ling Zhishi's side with a calm face, "Young Master, my subordinates are already waiting outside the palace, please follow me to the second floor to meet them." ”

Ling Zhishi nodded, this day had finally arrived. To be honest, even he was a little nervous.

"Looking for Huqiao, they are optimistic about Zitong. Ling Zhishi was calm on the surface, holding his breath and slowly walking to the second floor.

The gold-trimmed gate can be imagined to be dignified, and even through a thick wall, you can feel the calm atmosphere of the other half. On the other side of the door...... With the gaze of thousands of people.

"Boom", through a flash of light in the crack of the door, Ling Zhishi subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, he was on the balcony on the second floor, a brilliant throne was facing away from him, and there were a pair of puzzled eyes under the stage.

"Boss. ”

The assassination army cultivated by Ling Zhishi knelt down at the same time, and his voice was deafening and deafening.

Ling Zhishi glanced at them lightly, with such a beginning, everyone in the audience would naturally increase their status several times in their hearts, although it was not ordered by himself, but it did help him a lot.

Ling Zhishi nodded, and walked forward slowly, without being followed by Heng, as indifferent.

In the end, Ling Zhishi stopped at the throne and swept towards everyone with an indifferent expression. There are those who doubt themselves, those who are calm, those who are disdainful, those who are respectful, and even those who are contemptuous.

But these were all expected by him, except for half of the people in it who had been loyal followers of his father, the other side would definitely disdain his own step-by-step realm.

But so what?

"My name is Lin Tu, and this may be my real name, but it may not be. You don't have to listen to me for a small step, but from now on, I will unify the Black Soil City. ”

Ling Zhishi said plainly, leaning against the stone wall in front of him very casually, but his eyes were unusually sharp.

Sure enough, the audience suddenly became agitated, when they were guessing Ling Zhishi's identity, they absolutely couldn't believe that a young man from the Dust Realm would become their current master.

Wu Heng frowned, obviously not satisfied with the appearance of the audience, and just when he wanted to speak, Ling Zhishi reached out and stopped him.

"Huh?" He looked at Ling Zhishi with a puzzled look, but when he saw his serious side face, there was a very wild heart suppressed in the depths of his eyes, even he was a little afraid.

At this moment, the audience suddenly shouted: "You are our boss? This means that if I defeat you, can I become the lord of the city here? ”

Ling Zhishi's eyes froze, revealing a fierce light, "You are forbidden to enter the Black Soil City in the future, get out." ”

"What? You really think of yourself as the boss? How did a little step in the dust realm talk like that?! Laugh at me, isn't this for entertainment, hahaha...... Puff ......"

The man smiled arrogantly with disdain, but in an instant, his laughter suddenly stopped, and a silver needle was stuck right in his throat, and blood flowed slowly.

"Say one more thing, get out!" Ling Zhishi's tone intensified, and countless murderous aura enveloped the audience. I don't know if it's because of the influence of blood, the sky at this time is extremely dark, as if something big has happened.

Everyone looked at what was happening in front of them, and their hearts were filled with shock. Such a murderous aura is too terrifying.

At this moment, two figures suddenly flashed behind Ling Zhishi, and they rushed into the crowd at an extremely fast speed, to be precise, the one who provoked Ling Zhishi. He was instantly lifted to a high place, then thrown out of the crowd, and then returned to Ling Zhishi's side.

"Shadow Flash. Ling Zhishi smiled, he didn't expect the heaven-level exercises handed over to them to be practiced so quickly to such a familiar point, presumably it should be those two twin brothers.

"Some of you may be unconvinced, but I don't need you. If you want to resist, you can leave now if you don't listen to me, and I won't pursue anything. But if you hear the voice like that again later......" Ling Zhishi paused, narrowing his eyes.

Immediately afterward, the assassination army suddenly exuded a faint murderous aura, warning everyone present.

After a moment of silence, the first man's trembling voice said, "I can't trust you, but I just want to live a stable life, and I'm just looking for a safe life here, I'm ...... I'm so sorry. With that, the man turned and walked away.

"Well, to follow me, you must be prepared to die. Ling Zhishi shouted loudly: "Those who leave can receive a hundred high-grade Xuan Stones, which can be regarded as your former loyalty." ”

The first person left, and then countless people turned around and left, some didn't believe in Ling Zhishi, some already had a family, and some were for a hundred high-grade Xuanshi.

It's just that there is no way to gasp, this ploy can not only let the disobedient person leave, but also will not have any complaints, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages for the long-term solution.

It's just that Ling Zhishi's eyes are calm, that little money has nothing to do with him at all, even if all the people leave, this million high-grade Xuanshi is only one percent of his own storage.

After about half an hour, less than 60 percent of the audience was left.

Among the sixty percent, more than half of them are people who have followed Ling Zhishi's father, and they are also people who know Ling Zhishi's identity, but these people are too many for Ling Zhishi's expectations.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Kui came to Ling Zhishi's side with a simple face, but this surprised many people. The number one killing god in the arena was actually here, and he was even very respectful.

At this time, Wan Kui can be regarded as stepping out of the shadow of his sister's death, and the reason why he came here was also through Ling Zhishi's suggestion, so that he could show his face at this time and show his identity.

Until this time, Ling Zhishi sat on the throne, representing becoming the lord of the Black Soil City.