The sudden sound transmission made every player in the hero field wearing a "Teleportation Soul Jade" hear it very clearly.
For a moment, everyone was amazed——
"The supreme leader of the Qingyun Sect? Who is this person, who actually forced the organizer of the competition to change the rules for him alone?"
"The last time this happened, it was because of Deng Xianyang, the crown prince of the earth!"
"That's right. In that battle, Deng Xianyang alone had forty-seven heroic flags."
"The co-organizers couldn't stand it any longer, so they added an additional condition: the total number of heroic flags seized by one party is limited to half of the seventy-two land buttons."
"Otherwise, other sects wouldn't have any fun at all!"
"Deng Xianyang has firmly taken the top spot in the rankings with just the points from a heroic flag-capture battle. The subsequent projects have simply become a joke..."
At this time, in a cave somewhere in the hero field.
Deng Xianyang, who had just exchanged a heroic flag for having fun with more than a dozen female disciples of a certain Niu Sect, suddenly stopped moving.
He wantonly ravaged the delicate flesh lying across his crotch, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Oh, I really didn't expect that after me, there would be someone who could ask the co-organizer of the competition to add new rules."
"Qingyun Zong Chenshen? Hehehe, now it seems that the process of killing him should be a very good experience!"
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"Did you hear that? There must be something wrong with the fog just now!"
"That's right. Otherwise, how could I, the majestic Ao Zun of the Cicada Buddha Sect, die in an unknown way?"
The three earth-level celebrities who watched their own Ao Zun die unexpectedly, as well as the sects they were attached to, all now harbor endless hostility towards Chen Shen——
"Now that the co-organizer has banned him from using despicable methods, what are you waiting for? Let's rush forward and kill him!"
"Yes, avenge me and Ao Zun!"
"Kill ah ah ah..."
Chen Shenxing's eyes narrowed, murderous intent evident in his eyes: "Seeking death!"
The actions of the co-organizers made him feel angry.
Now, the behavior of so many racers forcing him to kill made him even more angry and out of control——
"Dragon Soul Lion Roars!"
"Howl~~"
When the powerful men from all sects were approaching, Chen Shen Xuanyin raised his voice and roared to the sky!
"Buzz buzz..."
"Pffffffffffff!"
The purple-red sound-killing waves swayed in circles, and wherever they passed, people jumped on their backs.
Many low-level Xuanzongs with insufficient strength, as well as thousands of Xuanhuang realm racers, were directly shaken by the sound-killing power of the Dragon Soul Lion Roar until their blood boiled and their bodies exploded to death!
None of the hundreds of mid-level Xuanzongs who were close to Chen Shen were spared. Their livers and gallbladders were broken, and they bled to death from seven orifices.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a three-star Xuanzong and gaining 670 million experience points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Nine-Star Xuan Emperor and gaining 71.8 million experience points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a four-star Xuanzong peak and gaining experience points of 1.78 billion points."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Half-Step Xuanzong and gaining 120 million experience points."
"bite!"
With this roar, more than 240 billion experience points were deposited into the Void Valley Energy Storage Pill.
Around Chen Shen, numerous cultivators who wanted to take his life were all dying like kites with broken strings.
The young man in white clothes used a random move to attract a few teleportation soul jade, and then threw it directly into the air.
He himself also looked up at the sky and smiled jokingly: "Haha, from now on, shouldn't the co-organizers restrict the use of sound-killing magic?"
This situation caused everyone in the Pingdingshan stadium to take a breath of cold air——
"Sighing grass, this, this, this, this kid is so damn arrogant."
"Wouldn't his behavior be tantamount to a direct slap in the face to the co-organizer?"
"Isn't it? It's full of irony!"
At this time, the senior management of the co-organizer clearly saw and listened to every word and deed of the young man in white through the monitoring screen.
All of them had dark faces, but they couldn't get into trouble at the moment.
You can't disqualify Qingyun Sect from participating in the competition just because of someone's words, right?
After all, he, Chen Shen, did not openly insult the organizer of the competition, but just fired someone like this. Wouldn't he be ridiculed by cultivators all over the world?
As for banning sound-killing mystical skills, that's even more impossible.
In the competition for the Earth Ranking, which limits the upper limit of cultivation level and age, how can the Earth-level sect with three sects, seven sects and one Jedi control it stand out from the other Earth-level sects?
Isn’t it just relying on their extraordinary resource base?
If the levels and types of mystical skills are restricted, how can the co-organizers secretly benefit from it?
Heroes on the field.
Chen Shen looked up at the sky and waited for a moment. When no one responded, he smiled broadly: "Haha, it seems you can't help it anymore? Very good, let's try this again!"
"The first style of the Divine Elephant Spirit Phoenix Spear: Elephant Running and Phoenix Teng!"
"The fourth style of Divine Elephant Spirit Phoenix Spear: Spirit Phoenix surrounds the wood!"
"The Seventh Form of Divine Elephant Spirit Phoenix Spear: Hundred Phoenixes and Thousand Elephants Charge!"
"The ninth form of the divine elephant spirit phoenix spear: the elephant returns to protect the phoenix!"
"The Thirteenth Form of the Divine Elephant Spirit Phoenix Spear: The giant elephant shakes the moon and the phoenix rests on the sun!"
"Elephant Spirit Phoenix Spear..."
The three-foot-seven golden pole hero flag was used as a spear by Chen Shen at this moment.
The only mysterious technique of a low-level earth-class person, the thirty-six scattered moves that have already reached the state of Great Perfection are used in a series, one wave after another.
“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!”
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."
One person, one flag, and a surge of anger, rushing left and right among the rushing troops.
Where thunder can suddenly shine, there is no general who can unite!
Wherever the shadow of the spear blooms, the crowd will slay him!
"Uh-huh! This, this thunder energy is so weird..."
"Hmm, my body-protecting profound energy can't stop him from stabbing me casually?"
"how so?"
As time passed by, more than a thousand racers had died under the Divine Elephant Spirit Phoenix Spear, and all of them were masters of the Xuanzong realm.
They were far away from the core killing range of "Dragon Soul Lion's Roar" and thought they had escaped. Who would have thought...
And the young man dressed in white and holding a golden flag seems to be tireless, killing! Killing! Killing!
Using the same moves over and over again, he harvested wave after wave of experience and collected piles of Space Mysterious Rings and Mysterious Weapons.
Not long after, around the ringed volcano group, more than 30 sects and more than 30,000 competitors were killed by Chen Shen alone. They were so frightened that they fled in disarray.
After Chen Shen took over the other three hero flags, he looked up at the sky again.
There, there seemed to be a few pairs of eyes that had been watching every move of the competitors...
Chen Shen grinned fearlessly and said loudly: "Dear organizers of the competition, do you need to restrict the use of gun-type mystical skills?"