Chapter 562: Nine-Layer Arena

The gladiatorial arena in the west of Xuanzhan Divine City was originally called "Tenth-Order Floating Slaughter". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoMost of the demon clans are bloodthirsty by nature, and there are many grudges between tribes fighting for territory, when they were first built, the geniuses of the demon clan fought hard here, and the battles often ended with the death of one party.

Later, the great priest of the Immortal Dynasty couldn't stand it, and ordered the Zidian Jiao clan to rectify, so the name was changed to the current "Life and Death Ring". On the surface, it is still life and death, and the monks who secretly participate in the duel will be warned before coming to the stage, and they are not allowed to easily hurt their lives.

There are ten levels of life and death rings, with a total of 1,152 rings on the first floor, 576 rings on the second floor, and 288 rings on the third floor...... There are three rings on the ninth floor and one on the tenth floor.

Mo Shaoli entered the gladiatorial arena, and his figure moved directly to a ring on the first floor.

Guarding was a fourteenth-order golden jiao.

Seeing that Mo Shaoli stepped forward to challenge, the demon cultivator of the Golden Horn Jiao clan reported himself very politely, and said, "My name is ......."

"Boom!"

Mo Shaoli slapped it out with one palm, the true yuan was surging, and the dark energy that was wrapped in it directly knocked the golden horn off the stage, and his body moved and appeared in the ring next to him.

The one guarding turned out to be a Terran monk, who was still wearing the armor of the military department, this person obviously didn't know Mo Shaoli, and when he saw him challenging himself, he said:

"This brother, everyone is a human race, so you don't need to be so desperate, right?"

Mo Shaoli glanced at the young monk and asked, "Which legion are you from, and why are you coming to the demon clan?"

The soldier arched his hand and said with a smile: "In the third array of the first army of the Lower 615th Army Corps, Dai Jianjun." Now it is a period of vacation, and the monks of the military department do not practice left-hand skills, and there is no way to make money. The rewards of the Purple Electric Jiao Clan's life and death ring are all good, so I'll come over and mix up some cultivation resources. ā€

"Brother Tai's suit of armor is extraordinary! I don't know which department he is in? Can you tell me your name? ā€

"Hmph, when I say this, it's a shame for the military department!"

After Mo Shaoli finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place, appeared behind Dai Jianjun, kicked him out, and kicked him down from the ring.

Lazy to take a look, his figure moved and appeared in the ring next to him, and he directly punched out and knocked the defending demon clan off the stage.

One of the fox monks who presided over the challenge in the ring shouted: "The No. 18745 fight is successful, and you will get a chance to challenge the eighth-layer ring, which is valid for three days, but I want to remind you that there are only two days left before the end of this round of life and death rings......"

Mo Shaoli moved away from his body and appeared directly in a ring on the second floor, and his fists blasted out, directly knocking the defending demon clan off the stage.

After six breaths, ascend to the third floor.

After another six breaths, ascend to the fourth floor.

In the battle of life and death, there are dozens of monks challenging at the same time.

Mo Shaoli's resolute and challenging style immediately attracted the attention of the monks watching in the audience, and even attracted the vigilance of the monks guarding above.

Mo Shaoli had a moon mark sword hanging from his waist, but he attacked with punches and kicks all the way up, winning with one move. When he reached the seventh layer, he was only blocked when he was fighting against a fourteenth-order peak demon cultivator of the Purple Electric Jiao Clan.

With a palm, Mo Shaoli flashed with orange-red light in his hand, and a punch blasted out, blasting it out and knocking it out of the ring.

Those who can stick to the seventh and eighth layers of the ring are already considered top geniuses, and Mo Shaoli began to use the three-phase divine power.

On the ninth floor, on the three rings were three monks wearing the purple and gold armor of the Terran Imperial Capital Forbidden Army.

Two of the three of them were not wearing ordinary purple gold armor, and the expression on their chests was also different from that of ordinary purple gold guards. Wan Yibo also invited two colleagues to come to help, both of whom were at the same level as the Ministry of War. Sitting in a high position at a young age, he must be a young genius who is at least in the third class, and most of them have the support of a family background.

The other monk in the ninth-layer ring was simply wearing the purple gold Dao robe of the Imperial Clan, with a golden celestial dragon logo embroidered on his chest. The breath on his body is vague and thick, and the skin is glowing with a faint golden light, which shows that he is using the "Nine Dragons Immortal Canon" as the main cultivation method, and has cultivated the three-phase divine power of the imperial family!

In order to compete for the overlord of the ring and compete for the rewards of the ring, Wan Yibo actually invited all the geniuses of the imperial family to help!

Mo Shaoli moved away from his body and appeared in the ring guarded by the purple gold guard with a long sword at his waist. This man was still incorruptible, and covered his face with a mask so that he would not be recognized.

"Mo Shouza!"

"Go down by yourself. Ordinary means can't help you, if I use my sword, I'm afraid you will lose your life again. I can't afford to put my life into it for the sake of such a little cultivation resources. ā€

The monk was silent, and stood still, as if deliberating.

Mo Shaoli raised his right hand, condensed the sword with two fingers, and lightly pointed out, and a rapidly rotating conical sword qi flashed from the monk's ears.

"This is the spiral sword qi that I have comprehended, specializing in breaking through the armor defense of the Immortal Dynasty, don't expect that sixteenth-order battle armor on your body, it is almost the same when you change into a divine battle armor. ā€

The monk arched his hand to Mo Shaoli, turned around and arched his hand to Wan Yibo above, and floated directly away from the ring, and hurriedly left the gladiatorial arena with his skills.

Mo Shaoli moved away from his body and appeared in the ring guarded by another purple gold guard.

"Why don't you go? What's your name?"

"The seventh capital of the north of the Purple Gold Army City has seen Mo Shouza!"

It turned out to be a member of the Wan Yi family, and it was easy to understand why he still held on to it even though he was invincible.

Wan Yi Anzong said: "Mo Shouza, the reward of the overlord of the ring in this round is bound to be won by my son-in-law, I don't know if you can sell my Wan Yi family a face?"

Mo Shaoli said: "In the Immortal Dynasty, the technique of collecting yin and supplementing yang is prohibited by the law. When will your Wan Yi clan be able to ignore the laws of the Immortal Dynasty and openly cultivate this kind of vicious and evil art?"

Wan Yi Anzong's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "My Wan Yi family guards the imperial family, and it is most obedient to the law, and it is impossible to cultivate and replenish evil arts. Mo Shouza, please be cautious, the Wan Yi family has no grudges with you in the past, and there is no enmity today, why do you slander?"

Mo Shao hooked the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly with disdain.

Wan Yi Anzong said: "Mo Shouzao, I heard that you are running a chamber of commerce in the imperial capital and selling my Wan Yi family a face, and in the future, our Wan Yi family will naturally open up a lot of convenience for your chamber of commerce." ā€

Mo Shaoli asked in a cold voice, "Are you threatening me?"

Wan Yi Anzong arched his hand and said, "Don't dare!"

Mo Shaoli gently pressed his right hand on the moon scar sword on his waist and said, "I didn't want to kill anyone, but you were looking for death yourself." ā€

Wan Yi Anzong's face changed wildly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a dazzling bright orange-red sword light that had broken through the space and appeared in front of him. The pupils of his eyes dilated desperately, trying to see the sword light more realistically.

The sword qi penetrated through Wan Yi Anzong's head and ventricles, tilting it into two halves.

The sword is still in its sheath.

The right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword has departed.

In the gladiatorial arena, the mixed sounds suddenly disappeared, and all the monks who watched were silent.

Ziyin flew out of the VIP box and shouted, "Mo Shouza, please think twice and be cautious!"

Mo Shaoli ignored Ziyin's shouting, and his figure moved to appear in the ring guarded by the genius of the Emperor Clan on the ninth floor.

"You have cultivated to the late stage of the Earth Wheel Realm, and you have initially cultivated the three-phase divine power, and there should be a place for you in the middle palace of the Imperial Palace. ā€

"Yu Renxun, the forty-first emperor of the Middle Palace, has seen Mo Shouzao. ā€

"As the emperor of the imperial family, you should set an example for the monks in the world, what price did Wan Yibo give, is it worth it for you to collude with the emperor regardless of the face of the imperial family, do dirty things, and come to Xuanzhan Divine City thousands of miles away to embarrass the human race?"

"Mo Shouza, are you teaching me a lesson?"

"You think I won't dare kill you?"

"There are only those who can't kill the strong in the military department, and there are no people who don't dare to kill. ā€

"It's good that you understand. ā€

"But Mo Shouza, you are not an ordinary soldier monk, you run the Chamber of Commerce, you can't act without scruples, you can't offend me and the Wan Yi family. ā€

"You're wrong, the Chamber of Commerce is just me playing around, and I still have no scruples about acting. Now give you three breaths to decide to stay. ā€

"Then I'll come to see the three-phase divine power of Mo Shouza!"

Yu Renxun's hands flashed with golden light, and a pair of dark golden dragon scale fists appeared and wore them on his hands.

The fist glove magic weapon can only be used by the cultivators of the Heavenly Dragon First Vein of the Emperor Clan who have cultivated the three-phase divine power.

Mo Shaoli stood quietly in place, looking at Yu Renxun indifferently.

On Yu Renxun's body, the unique momentum of the "Nine Dragons Immortal Classic" burst out, like a heavenly dragon that soared and roared and stirred the heavens and the earth.

"Aang!"

Mo Shaoli didn't take the initiative to make a move, so Yu Renxun took the lead.

A punch is struck.

A golden dragon phantom flew and crashed into Mo Shaoli.

Zheng!

Stabbing swordsmanship!

The spiral sword qi formed by the orange-red sword light stabbed towards the golden dragon's forehead.

The golden dragon phantom was shattered, and the spiral sword qi dissipated halfway.

Mo Shaoli said: "In the final analysis, my three-phase divine power is still from the peerless learning of the imperial family, and I have inherited the grace of the Emperor Jiyu. I'll give you three moves, and you'll have two more chances. ā€

Yu Renxun said: "Since you admit the favor of the Yu family, you should sell me a face, and you shouldn't come over to stir up the situation." ā€

Mo Shaoli said: "You are not qualified enough. ā€

Yu Renxun's face was undisguised with anger, and he shouted: "Then I'll let you see what qualifications are!"

After saying that, he punched out again.

This time it was pure punch.

The golden fist condensed into a fist shape and slammed into Mo Shaoli's chest.

Zheng!

The Moon Scar Ancient Sword came out of its sheath, and Mo Shaoli pointed out with a sword, stabbing out a more powerful spiral sword qi.

"Bump!"

The moment the sword qi and the fist force touched, the fist power exploded, forming a ball of golden energy and rushing towards Mo Shaoli.

Mo Shaoli stood in place, motionless, the orange and red divine armor on his body lit up with a defensive shield, allowing the energy of these riots to impact, like a reef in the waves of the sky, standing still.

"Aang!"

The energy riot had not stopped, and Yu Renxun's body turned into a golden celestial dragon, swinging its tail, dancing claws, and long teeth, and its speed was as fast as a golden light and shadow, and it slammed into Mo Shaoli with sharp dragon horns.

"Drink!"

Mo Shaoli condensed his palms with both hands, and pushed his palms forward, and the orange-red three-phase divine power formed a rapidly rotating vortex barrier in front of him.

"Aang!"

The trend of the golden celestial dragon that Yu Ren Xun turned into was blocked, and his figure fell thirty zhang away in a flash.

"Aang!"

The golden celestial dragon transformed by Yu Renxun raised his head and roared angrily, and rushed up again.

Mo Shaoli was on his body, and the sword momentum suddenly rose into the sky.

Draw your sword and slash the sky!

The dazzling orange-red sword qi penetrated the heavens and the earth in a trance, the momentum was mighty, and the sword edge was unstoppable.

The sword qi slashed at the horns of the golden dragon that Yu Renxun had turned into with precision, cutting off the two dragon horns.

On the way to fall, the dragon horn turned into pure golden vitality and returned to Yu Renxun's body.

Yu Renxun turned into a human form again, looked at Mo Shaoli in horror, muttered in his mouth, both puzzled and unwilling, and said: "You are not cultivating the Imperial Clan Exercises, how can your three-phase divine power be stronger than me!"

Mo Shaoli was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and said, "You turned out to be a waste who only enjoys the remnants of the ancestors and does not want to make progress. ā€

Yu Renxun shouted angrily: "Mo Shaoli, you dare to insult the imperial clan." ā€

Mo Shaoli said disdainfully: "Insult the imperial clan? I don't dare! I'm insulting you." And you ......"

Mo Shaoli dragged out his voice and said, "You insulted the Extreme Universe Emperor's peerless learning, it is incredible that you can cultivate the three-phase divine power so weakly!"

Mo Shaoli frowned and added: "It turns out that you have also cultivated the evil art of harvesting, the yang energy is strong and the vitality is weak, and the true qi is vain, no wonder you are so weak." ā€

"Get out of here now, or, die!"