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Chapter 1257: Initiation

Sea of ​​blood.

Mingqi, Xuanhe, Ferrit, and Shiyan floated outside the forbidden area, and they had a dispute over the bloodthirsty bones and could not come to a conclusion.

"His remains, the more bones the ring spirit gets, the stronger the perception ability will be." Shi Yan expressed his opinion, shook his arm, and said, "Now, there are two remains. Should the remains held by Qianhuan Sect, Broken Palace, and Tianshui Palace be asked for back?"

"When you reach the top, you will ask for the remains of your master. This should not be a big problem." Xuanhedao.

"Go to the top?" Ming Qi's eyes were faint and he said in a cold voice: "I don't agree, why should he reach the top?"

"As long as the five leaders agree to him become the Lord, he will be the new Lord. When Senro, Luo, and Gru were there, we had already confirmed this matter. You are also a participant. Do you want to abide by the agreement that year?" Frickett roared with a ferocious expression and looked at Mingqiu.

"I naturally abide by what I agree with, but now there are only three leaders, and the other leaders have not been selected yet. Whether he can reach the top depends on God's will."

Mingqiu didn't want to speak much, and snorted coldly, his figure dissipated instantly like smoke.

Although others left, the voice came from afar, "We are each responsible for the island closure arrangements, preparing to destroy, darkness, despair, corrosion, and chaos of the five islands."

"I'll make arrangements." Fricett nodded slightly at Shiyan and disappeared immediately.

Xuanhe smiled indifferently and explained: "There must be five leaders who recognize you so that you can be qualified to be the Lord. Flicker and I will naturally agree that Torre and Bonten will compete for the darkness and the corruption leader. They are all in the second level of the realm of the First God, so there is no big problem..."

Xuanhe explained the rules they set back then to Shi Yan carefully, and said to Emperor Yang Qing, "If he can win the leader of the mystery of despair, this matter can be finalized, but one of those who practice the mystery of despair has reached the realm of the First God, and that person... is not the one who is from Frickett and me, should be with Mitsune."

"The mystery of despair!" Shi Yan's eyes were dazzling and he grinned: "Go to that island, I have a way to help my great-grandfather win the position of leader!"

Xuanhe was stunned. He glanced at Shi Yan deeply, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Two strange lights flashed and fell directly to the island of despair. On that island, dozens of people who practiced the mystery of despair were scattered alone, and Emperor Yang Qing was one of them.

He was in a corner of the island, looking calmly at a person in the distance, with a passionate battle in his eyes.

The man was a member of the Ghost Pattern tribe. His skin was covered with green runes. The same was true on his face. When he saw it suddenly, he was extremely terrifying and stern.

He was the realm of the first level of the heaven of the First God, giving people a strange feeling of indifference and despair. He sat in the corner of the island, and in the surrounding white bones, there was a strange and shrill roar, as if he was struggling desperately.

He always closed his eyes tightly, not looking at one person on the island for more, was indifferent to Yang Qingdi's gaze, and was addicted to his own artistic conception.

Emperor Yang Qing had regarded him as his main opponent, and as soon as he came, he aimed at him, wearing a crazy fighting aura, and his demon blood was burning like a raging fire.

Although he only had the first level of the Void God, his body was filled with the demon blood of the Immortal Demon Clan, and he had absorbed blood essence stones. His physical body was extremely strong. Compared with the man from the Ghost Pattern Clan, if his divine body was not surprising, he should be able to gain the upper hand, but his strength was too far behind the other party due to his realm.

"Great Grandpa." Shi Yan exclaimed lightly.

Emperor Yang Qing was shocked and suddenly looked up, unable to help but shout: "When did you come?"

"Just arrived." Shi Yan smiled, and with a change of spiritual consciousness, he covered the island of despair, and had a detailed understanding of those who practiced the mystery of despair on the island.

"The battle to win the championship will soon start. If you don't prepare the participants, leave this island and go to the Midnight Island. I, Frickett's island, wait for the result to be separated before you can return." Xuanhe did not fall, but was suspended above the island and shouted loudly.

"The previous battle for winning the championship was not about life and death, but now the situation is different. Our eight inheritors of the mystery have greatly weakened. Therefore, if you feel that your strength is insufficient when you win the championship, as long as you take the initiative to leave the island, you will be regarded as giving up, and your opponent cannot kill them all. Of course, if you have to persist in a battle, you will be forced to eliminate even if you know you are defeated, and you must persist in fighting, then you will die..."

Xuanhe explained the rules indifferently. When he spoke, many warriors with low realms took the initiative to escape and headed towards the islands of death, soul control, and corpse power.

Dozens of those who practiced the mystery of despair, in an instant, left the vast majority.

After the explanation of Xuanhe's rules, there were only five people left on the island. Among the five, Yang Qingdi, the first level of the Void God, had the lowest realm, three level of the Void God, and the last one was the Ghost Pattern Clan, the First Level of the Realm of the First Level of the Heaven.

The three Void Gods' peak realm were ready to defeat that person with the wonder of the mystery of despair and compete for the leader.

They had some confidence in themselves, and they heard Yang Qingdi explain the rules in detail. They felt that if they were really defeated, they would leave early and would not be in danger of their lives.

As warriors left one by one, Shi Yan also started to act in the corner of the island.

After he and Emperor Yang Qing reminisced about the past, he asked Emperor Yang Qing to sit down, let go of his heart, and accept the secret of power from Senluo.

Emperor Yang Qing did not hesitate to act according to what he said. As soon as he sat down, a wonderful wave came from the ring spirit. The gathered secret power of the Senro was taken away by the ring spirit and turned into an energy spring, which was directly poured into the Yang Qing Emperor's Heavenly Spirit Cover and entered the interior of his soul altar.

Emperor Yang Qing looked up at Xuanhe, looked at Xuanhe, and signaled Xuanhe to wait for a while.

Xuanhe nodded slightly, and he also looked down in surprise, looking at the direction above Emperor Yang Qing's head, with his eyes showing thoughts. For a while, a trace of gloom appeared in Xuanhe's eyes and he sighed secretly.

He felt Senluo's breath from the energy spring. Senluo was the leader of despair back then. Although he was extremely withdrawn and extremely loneliness, he had a good relationship with him. The breath came from Senluo. Such a brilliant and wonderful thing can only prove one thing- Senluo has completely disappeared.

Although he had known that Senluo should have died, he had never been truly sure. Now, seeing the combination of the energy spring of Senluo's origin, the mystery, and the power of despair, he suddenly felt sad.

At this moment, the voice of the underworld sounded, "When will it start?"

After the voice fell, he stood beside Xuanhe and said, "Damage, destroying the two islands, under my arrangement, you are ready. Just wait for the order of you and me to fight for the championship. Flickr also arranged for the darkness to corrode the two islands, and you are the only one side."

"I've seen my benefactor." Suddenly, the Ghost Pattern tribe, who had always closed his eyes, stood up and bowed respectfully after coming over in the underworld, and said sincerely.

Mingqin narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly, and said, "Fighting for the top spot is to repay my kindness. You should work hard."

"Baku will live up to the expectations of his benefactor." The man said respectfully.

Xuanhe looked down at the man, snorted, and then said, "It will be fine in a while. You have made arrangements. It seems that you are planning to win the position of the leader of despair. You are planning to get Baku."

Ming Qi's expression remained unmoved, "Didn't you also arrange Bonten with Flicker and Torre to compete for Corrosion and Darkness. If you can arrange it, I can do it, it depends on who we have arranged it well, and it's great."

He glanced at Shi Yan coldly, and a trace of unknown color appeared in his eyes. He looked at the blood-patterned ring again. His figure flashed and disappeared from here.

Below, strong despair fluctuations came from Emperor Yang Qing's body, as if he was addicted to boundless despair, his expression was ferocious, and he looked struggling with pain, as if he wanted to get rid of his soul from somewhere.

Shi Yan stood by, silently guarding, looking at the four people around him who were practicing the mystery of despair.

Except for Baku's expressions, the other three peak Void God powerhouses all showed shock and looked at Emperor Yang Qing deeply, with a faint sense of fear.

In Yang Qingdi, they noticed the most profound and terrible fluctuations of the mystery of despair, that kind of fluctuations... and pulled their minds and made their despair restrain everywhere. This was like a level of awareness, which made them secretly frightened and uneasy.

The three of them closed their eyes and felt their faces gradually pale. They were shocked and had quietly made up their minds. The winner would begin in a while. Try not to provoke Emperor Yang Qing first.

Xuanhe's eyes showed a strange light, nodded secretly, looking at Emperor Yang Qing's expression, full of respect.

After a while, Emperor Yang Qing let out a roar of a ferocious beast. His blood was boiling all over his body. He suddenly woke up, and his eyes showed a scarlet red. He took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, and rushed to Shiyan and said, "It's OK."

Shi Yan glanced at him and found that he was still only at the level of the first level of the Void God, but... his body was extremely mysterious, as if it was gradually rising, and the divine power seemed to be undergoing a wonderful fusion, becoming stronger every moment.

"Do you want to... give you some more time?" Shi Yan said.

"No need." Yang Qingdi shook his head and grinned proudly: "Give me time more, it will become boring if there is no difficulty in fighting. At this time, the power of the realm has not been fully integrated, and I am still at a disadvantage. This way, the battle will be happy and satisfy me more."

Shi Yan was surprised and then smiled and said, "Okay."

He pulled back to the sky, stood side by side with Xuanhe, and said, "It's time to start."

Jumping far away, he found that there were also winners on the islands that were dark, destructive, chaotic, and corroded. One by one, he was ready to take action at any time and throw blood to the top of the leader.

Ferran and Liana were on the side of the Corrosion and Dark Island, looking worried, staring at the inside of the island, inside where there were people they cared about.

"Ming, Ferrit, you can start!" Xuanhe suddenly roared a long roar, and the roar penetrated the blood clouds like thunder, resounding across the islands of the Sea of ​​Blood.

In the distance, in the underworld, Flicker also responded with a roar. Amid the roar of dragons and tigers, the sea of ​​blood stirred up huge waves, and many vortexes in the sky actually turned.

Their whistling seemed to have activated some wonderful formation, causing a huge change in the sea of ​​blood.

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