Countless eyes were dull and condensed, and then their mouths opened wide in shock.
The towering stone tablet is lined with rows of names and data.
First, Chen Ling, killed 839.
What is the concept of eight hundred monster beasts?
In the Huangquan hunting ground, there are almost 800 Martial Emperor level animals, most of which are Martial Emperor high-level and Martial Emperor consummate ones.
In other words, in this month, Chen Ling killed more than 800 Martial Emperor monsters.
Even though everyone had their own guesses, they still couldn't come to their senses for a long time after seeing this number.
It's so shocking.
Hunting down more than 800 Martial Emperors by oneself is terrifying and terrifying.
No doubt first.
The crowd was dead silent, everyone was horrified, and some looked livid and gloomy.
A series of eyes looked down blankly.
Second, the number of kills for the eldest prince, five hundred and ninety-one.
"Hiss, we are ahead by more than three hundred." Everyone took a breath and looked at the eldest prince, who had a gloomy look on his face.
Third, the second prince, the number of hunts, four hundred and eighty.
Fourth, one of the six great families, Leng Han, killed 507.
Fifth, the fifth prince, the number of hunts was 472.
Sixth, the third prince, the number of hunts was 448.
Seventh, Xia Xue, the Xia family of the six great families, hunted 423 people.
Eighth, Lu Liang, killed 419.
Ninth, Gongliangtianyi, hunted and killed 366 people.
Tenth, Chu Tianxun, the number of hunts was 352.
Ranking in the top ten, ten names shine brightly on the Huangquan list.
Only those ranked in the top ten will have the opportunity to comprehend the Holy Monument of Huangquan.
After the shock, everyone looked at these ten people with envy.
Most of the ten people ranked were beyond everyone's expectations, and the people who were supposed to be in the top ten disappeared.
Senior Brother Tongtian Sect, Ancient Tianjing Clan, Third Prince, Qin Wufeng, etc...
The first place is the most eye-catching.
Eyes fell on Chen Ling.
"More than 800 people were killed, which is simply terrifying."
"Chen Ling's power is too terrifying."
"However, he is also going to be unlucky. He has killed so many people. The forces behind these people are not vegetarians and will never let him go."
There were low murmurs from the crowd.
Chen Ling's face was expressionless, and he withdrew his eyes from the stone tablet and glanced towards the sky, where six saints stood.
"The top ten will get the opportunity to comprehend the Holy Monument of the Underworld. The fourth to the tenth, each will have three days. The third, five days. The second, seven days. The first,
Ten days."
"Whether you can comprehend it or not depends on your own opportunities."
"Now, the top ten will come out."
The solemn voice of a saint swept across the sky, with its vast majesty, making everyone feel calm and solemn.
Ten people walked out slowly.
The crowd looked up at the sky, and the six saints cast their seals. The heaven and earth suddenly rippled, and a vast turmoil arose in the Gobi Desert.
boom!
A huge earth-yellow vortex appeared out of thin air on the Gobi Desert. The vortex expanded rapidly, and a vast and vast aura spewed out from it.
As the vortex expanded, the aura became violent, ancient and powerful, even as if hell had appeared, making countless warriors turn pale and tremble.
It seems that there is a terrifying saint hidden in the whirlpool.
That aura is no weaker than the six saints above.
"open."
Suddenly, a saint shouted loudly.
The whirlpool suddenly expanded the world, and a holy monument standing between heaven and earth surged out from the whirlpool world and stood in the vast Gobi desert.
The aura of underworld lingers, overwhelming and terrifying.
There is no light in the sky and the earth, and the sun and the moon lose their color.
The holy stele is towering and covered with runes, making it feel like falling into an abyss if a warrior touches it.
Chen Ling and others were shocked, looking at the holy monument, with endless fire in their eyes.
If the inheritance of a saint can be obtained...
"Start meditating under the Huangquan Holy Monument for a total of ten days. After ten days, the Holy Monument will return."
"Let's get started."
The saint's voice is like a heavenly bell, coming down thick and powerful.
The eyes of Chen Ling and the others were filled with fire, and they rushed to the holy monument like lightning.
The ten people looked at each other, then quickly separated from each other and sat cross-legged under the holy monument.
The holy monument is majestic and powerful.
The figures of ten people are the envy of countless warriors.
However, at this moment, there were still many warriors with gloomy expressions, looking at Chen Ling with full of resentment.
At the same time, one message after another quickly spread out.
Chen Ling took a deep breath, held it, and slowly calmed down from his slightly nervous and excited mood.
He condensed his will and probed into the holy monument.
boom!
At that moment, Chen Ling felt as if his will had fallen into the endless past, his will was trembling, and he felt great fear.
The will has entered a complete world of space.
The sky and the earth were gray, there was no sun or moon, and even the sky was gray.
The heaven and earth are filled with endless aura of underworld, and the aura as cruel as death is flowing like a river.
"The inheritance left by this saint is the holy skill that I created with all my heart, and it is also the essence of my enlightenment. This holy skill is a low-level holy skill, but its power is comparable to that of the middle-level. Even if I understand it,
No, but you can also understand some superficial changes from it, which is of great benefit to those under the holy level."
Holy skills.
Chen Ling's heart was shocked, and he stared at the world with his will. The solemn voice echoed between heaven and earth like a god.
The Saint of the Underworld.
"Junior, are you ready?" The voice of the Saint of Underworld came again.
Chen Ling became serious and said in a deep voice, "Junior is ready."
"Very good, first level, hell."
boom!
The moment the underworld saint's voice fell, Chen Ling's will was frightened, as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
The heaven and earth roared and changed rapidly.
The endless aura of underworld is rolling and surging, and the tragic intention of death is sweeping across, making the world seem to have turned into hell.
The ferocious laughter, the shrill screams, the evil ghost pagoda, the evil intent...
Under the changing Qi of Huangquan, hell scenes appear frequently.
Chen Ling swallowed and spat, feeling frightened.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Pieces of underworld aura turned into an overwhelming mass of ferocious evil spirits with green faces and fangs, resembling humans and beasts, all rushing towards Chen Ling.
"Damn."
Chen Ling's complexion changed drastically, and his will soared to the sky.
However, the evil spirits were overwhelming and dense, attacking madly.
Chen Ling's will became cold and he almost wanted to be frozen.
roar!
His will exploded, he transformed into a human body, the power of his will changed, and he rushed into the overwhelming group of evil ghosts with a sharp blade in his hand.
These evil ghosts seem to have condensed wills, are terrifyingly powerful, and densely packed.
Chen Ling resisted frantically.
Click!
An evil ghost was chopped into pieces and turned into a large area of underworld energy, covering him.
Chen Ling's whole body was trembling, cold, painful, and sinister, as if he was haunted by a ghost.
"Damn, what the hell is this?"
"Hell, this place has completely turned into hell."
Chen Ling's whole body was shaken, his will was strong, and the discomfort was instantly shaken away.
Thousands of evil spirits rushed towards me.
He fought hard, but within a moment, he was completely overwhelmed.
boom!
In just ten breaths, his will suddenly collapsed under countless evil ghosts. (To be continued)