Hua Ming was a little confused about the attitude of the nine ghost emperors. They killed King Ping Ping and King Zhuan Lun, which was a complete break with the two ghost towns. "Don't worry, brother, no one can threaten your safety!"
Hua Ming returned to the courtyard and continued to meditate on the teleportation formation. However, his spiritual sense did not relax. This was destined to be a bloody night. All the contestants from the Ghost City of Pingping and the Ghost City of Chakravartin were killed.
Kill!
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the whole mountain range was full of ghosts. The once-in-a-millennium ghost contest finally began. However, there were originally a thousand people participating, but now there were two hundred fewer people.
Hundreds of thousands of ghosts gathered around a large square that could accommodate tens of thousands of people. A high platform in the center of the square was extremely conspicuous. At this time, an old man with a long beard stood proudly on the high platform. He was the deputy sect leader of the Huangquan Sect.
He is also a Purple-clothed Ghost Emperor, so when he glanced at him, the whole place was completely silent!
"The time is up, please all the contestants to the high platform!" Suddenly, countless lights lit up from all directions in the square, and many masters of the ghost clan took the stage one after another. Of course, Hua Ming was among them. His white hair was extremely eye-catching. After all, yesterday
Wan Zai shows great power in the sky, so most ghost masters regard him as the most threatening opponent!
The eight hundred people in Yin Yin were divided into nine camps, and the masters of the eight ghost towns were in one camp. The most special thing was that one of the camps only had Hua Ming.
Seeing this situation, the bearded old man frowned but said nothing. He continued, "For an hour, everyone around you is your enemy. Only the last one standing can successfully advance!"
The old man floated away, and all the ghosts on the stage looked at each other. Finally, they flew their weapons and ran towards Hua Ming at the same time!
"Grandma!" Hua Ming cursed secretly. These guys were quite smart. They reached a consensus so quickly and knew that only by defeating themselves could they enter the top ten in the next competition!
However, will things really be what they thought? Hua Ming curled up his mouth and raised his fist, then slipped into the crowd like a swimming fish, and then all the masters of the ghost clan were knocked away by his punch.
Their bodies are much more powerful than those ghosts who rely on forgetfulness water to condense their bodies. It can be said that there is no way to compare, so none of the ghosts who were punched by Hua Ming can get up!
The sound of "Bang, bang, bang, bang!" kept coming, and ghosts kept falling down one after another, but they couldn't even find the corner of Hua Ming's clothes. They walked away as soon as they touched it, and they were sure to hit with one hit, and the one who hit them would fall!
"Use magic weapon!" I don't know who shouted, so many ghosts sacrificed magic weapons to attack Hua Ming, but Hua Ming's movement was too fast, and although the competition stage was quite big, there were too many people on it, so
It was inevitable that there would be accidental injuries, so after a few minutes, they discovered that not only had they failed to attack Hua Ming, but they had also accidentally injured many of their companions!
"Bang bang!" Two more ghosts in green were knocked over by Hua Ming. In just ten minutes, at least one-third of the 800 ghosts fell on the table, but Hua Ming worked tirelessly to punch each one.
What a joy!
However, there are still some smart ones among these ghosts. They know that a melee will only allow Hua Ming to take advantage, so they spread out and pay attention to their surroundings!
"Do you think you can attack me like this?" A phantom flashed by, and then a green ghost was knocked down. "The three hundredth one!"
"Bang!" "Three hundred and one!"
"Three hundred and two!"
"Three hundred and three!"
"No....!"
"The one hundred and fifty!"
The spectators around the square not only looked at each other in shock, but the eyes of the businessmen holding the memory crystals were bright. If this game was sold, they would definitely be able to sell it for a big price. It was a shocking one versus eight hundred, and they still had the upper hand!
These are the most powerful people who come to participate in the Guijie competition. They are in the Qingyi realm, so Hua Ming can defeat them without even using magical powers. He only relies on physical strength!
"Seven hundred and ninety-nine!"
Hua Ming clapped his hands, and the ground was full of ghosts who kept saying "This time I should be very famous!" The Eight Yamas and Yin Tian who were watching the battle in the sky smiled and said nothing to Hua Ming's nonsense!
Guijie's competition is just a competition for the interests of the eight major families and the Sanxiu family. However, now that the eight major families have become one because of Hua Ming, Guijie's competition is no longer necessary. No matter how Hua Ming makes trouble, they will not
Will stop it!
The deputy sect leader of the Huangquan Sect, the bearded old man, once again flew onto the competition stage. This kind of result is unprecedented. He reluctantly announced that Hua Ming no longer needs to compete. It has become a well-deserved competition. As for the top ten
There is no need to compete with the other nine names, they are the nine who fell in the end!
Finally, it was time to award the prizes. Guijie’s first place was a ghost weapon. Hua Ming looked at the ghost weapon and sighed in his heart. Guijie’s first place was just a low-grade fairy weapon. The fairy weapon is just a ghost weapon.
The names are just different. The top five from second to twelfth are a top-grade magic weapon, and the bottom five are a top-grade magic weapon!
"Congratulations to Brother Hua Ming!" Those ghost youths who besieged Hua Ming were a little embarrassed. The most embarrassing thing was that they didn't beat others and were beaten by others instead!
"Haha, I just made a heavy move. Hua apologizes here. In order to show my sincerity, these hundreds of medium-grade magic weapons are considered as my apology gifts!" Hua Ming waved his big hand, and seven hundred and ninety-nine rays of light came from there.
His storage ring flew out and floated in the air. "Each of you can take one piece!"
Refining magic weapons is just a piece of cake for him, so giving away hundreds of them doesn't bother him at all.
"So many middle-grade magic weapons! This Hua Ming is so rich!"
Faced with the temptation of the magic weapon, no one can withstand it. If there is a first person, there will be a second person. Later, some people even start to grab it for fear that they will not be able to get it. When they all practice it, they find that the middle-grade magic weapon is definitely among the middle-grade magic weapons.
Top grade! They all looked grateful to Hua Ming!
Even though they are the younger generation of the eight major families, it is difficult to obtain a middle-grade magic weapon, so they know how precious the middle-grade magic weapon is, and Hua Ming's apology for being able to give away so many magic weapons at once is sincere!
"Hua has something to ask of me. If anyone can help me, I can help him refine a magic weapon of the same quality as the one you have!"
"Brother Hua, you might as well tell me something!" Those who can take part in the Ghost Hero Competition are all arrogant young ghosts. However, they are still moved by the temptation of a thousand magic weapons. They
No one doubts Hua Ming's authenticity. He can easily take out hundreds of magic weapons, except those he refined himself, of course he will not collect them!