The first thousand six hundred and eighteen chapters of the blood cauldron
Of course, Zhuo Wen is not in a hurry about this matter. The Blood Refining Plaza has gathered all the elites of the Blood Refining Mansion. Wouldn't it be courting death to take action now?
And because Xue Hentian used the Nine Sun Dao Sword when he appeared, it could be said that he completely subdued the countless warriors present, and many warriors looked in awe.
"In the last battle, the seventh and eighth commanders both died, and I am quite heartbroken about this! However, the army cannot be without commanders for a day, as they have already passed away, so I decided to choose two more commanders.
Commander."
"Among the many generals in our Bixue County, there are many who are talented and terrifyingly powerful. In this battle for commander, we hope to select a suitable candidate to fill the vacancy of commander."
Xue Hentian had an ordinary appearance, and had a long scar on his right cheek. He looked quite ferocious. At this moment, Xue Hentian stood up, and a thunderous sound came out, rumbling around him.
"So, now the battle for commander-in-chief begins, with Zang Feng fully presiding over it!"
Zang Feng bowed to Xuehentian, then turned around. He stared at the many generals on the edge of the square with cold eyes and said, "I think you all know the benefits of becoming a commander-in-chief."
As soon as these words came out, many generals around them nodded. Not only could the commander hold millions of troops, but he was also qualified to enter the Blood Refining Pond. How could they not be tempted by such benefits?
"There are a total of one hundred and eight generals in our Xuelian Mansion, plus your helpers, that is, two hundred and sixteen people! The first level of this leadership battle is very simple, that is, if you can ring ten times before I
After the blood cauldron, enter the 100-meter range of the blood cauldron, otherwise you will be eliminated."
Zang Feng stood proudly, and immediately turned his right hand into a palm and slammed into the blood cauldron.
Boom!
The sound of the cauldron was like thunder, booming and exploding, constantly echoing in everyone's ears. At the same time, extremely terrifying blood energy burst out of the blood cauldron, and this blood energy was mixed with terrifying resentment.
Bang bang bang!
After the first sound of the blood cauldron was struck, Zang Feng stepped on his right foot, and with his palm like the wind, he quickly struck the blood cauldron three times in a row.
The sound of three cauldrons came out continuously, gathering together, layer upon layer, like waves, constantly piling up and accumulating, a pressure like the power of heaven surged out from the blood cauldron,
Crushing over the entire square.
The faces of the many generals at the edge of the square became serious, and they could already feel the vague pressure.
This square is thousands of feet long. The blood cauldron standing in the center of the square is about five thousand feet away from the edge of the square. From such a small distance, the pressure of the blood cauldron is already so obvious.
If one steps within a hundred meters of the Blood Cauldron, the pressure will probably increase by hundreds or even thousands.
Moreover, it only takes four knocks to exude such pressure. If it is knocked ten times, wouldn't the pressure be even more terrifying?
Before all the generals could react, Zang Feng moved again. His right palm struck twice in an instant with extremely fast speed. The two thunderous cauldron sounds suddenly exploded.
The terrifying pressure actually formed a huge storm within a hundred meters around the blood cauldron. A stream of blood energy erupted, dyeing the area within a hundred meters blood red, like blood mist. It looked extremely hideous.
terror.
If you observe carefully, the blood energy lingering on the surface of the storm is constantly intertwined and transformed into strange humanoid faces. These faces look extremely painful and ferocious. These are the resentments in the blood cauldron.
Zang Feng's eyes were slightly focused, and the black light on his body kept flickering and intertwining, like a wriggling python. It was this black light that helped Zang Feng resist the erosion of the surrounding pressure and resentment.
And Zang Feng is worthy of being a master of the heaven-defying holy realm. In such a terrifying bloody storm, he is as stable as Mount Tai and remains motionless.
"Seventh, eighth tone!"
Zang Feng snorted coldly, and knocked twice more in succession. At this moment, the crisp sound of the cauldron was no longer there, replaced by the fearful sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves.
When hearing this for the first time, even a determined person can't help but feel chills creeping down his back.
The pressure at the edge of the square has become more and more terrifying, and its pressure is at least dozens of times stronger than before.
However, after all, this place is on the edge of the square, and the 108 generals and their helpers are not mediocre, so no one feels anything wrong at all.
Powerful restrictions were set up on the elevated highways around the square. Although the pressure from the blood tripod and the howling sounds of ghosts and wolves were terrifying, they were all intercepted by the restrictions, and the people in the position were not affected at all.
"The ninth sound!"
Zang Feng's cold voice came out again, and then he suddenly swung his palm and hit the blood cauldron. In an instant, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling seemed to increase several times, and it kept ringing in everyone's ears, as if someone was approaching.
Crying nearby.
The scope of the bloody storm suddenly expanded to hundreds of meters, and the pressure in the storm was so terrifying that even Zang Feng shrank his eyes and took two steps back.
"The tenth sound!"
Zang Feng took two steps forward and stood in front of the blood cauldron. He slowly raised his right hand and immediately struck the blood cauldron violently.
Boom!
The sound of Qingyue's cauldron sounded again, but the sound of the cauldron was instantly drowned out by the sound of howling ghosts and wolves. The mouth of the cauldron erupted with terrifying blood energy, and the bloody storm expanded again, reaching a range of one thousand meters.
If viewed from a distance, such a terrifying and huge bloody storm, reaching up to the sky and the earth like Optimus Prime, is indeed an extremely spectacular scenery.
But if you look closely, you can find that in the bloody storm, countless resentments are mixed in the storm. The resentments continue to transform into various faces, but these faces have one thing the same, that is
They all showed pain.
After knocking out the tenth sound, Zang Feng's expression changed slightly, and he stepped on the ground with his right foot, suddenly exiting the range of the bloody storm like a sharp sword.
Although Zang Feng could persevere in the bloody storm with his strength, he had no intention of doing so.
In his opinion, the tearing power of the bloody storm was too terrifying, and he had to use holy power to resist it, which was too draining on him.
This time he was just presiding over the commander-in-chief battle, rather than participating in the commander-in-chief battle.
"Everyone, you can start. As long as you can enter within 100 meters of the Blood Cauldron, then this round will be considered qualified. Otherwise, you will be eliminated in the end."
"By the way, I would like to remind you that all the generals came with their own helpers. In this first sentence, if any of the generals and helpers cannot enter the 100 meters of the Blood Cauldron and fail to meet the standard,
Both are considered eliminated.”
As soon as Zang Feng said these words, the other generals who were about to make a move froze up. Especially some of the helpers they found were not very strong generals, and their faces became much uglier.
The blood demon was among them, and his blood eyes frowned. He immediately looked at Zhuo Wen beside him, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed softly, hoping that Zhuo Wen could withstand the pressure and resentment of this blood cauldron.
, thus entering within 100 meters.
"Hey! I like this rule. It can eliminate some garbage, especially those garbage helpers."
Not far away, Qingcang Jiejie sneered, and glanced at Zhuo Wen vaguely.
Qing Cang's obvious move immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes fell on Zhuo Wen who was next to the Blood Demon.
After Qing Cang's commotion, everyone knew that the helper found by the famous Blood General was just a warrior in the Shattering Mysterious Saint Realm.
With the reputation of the Blood General, the minimum requirement is to find a helper from the Yintian Saint Realm, but now, he has found a helper from the Broken Xuan Saint Realm. It can be said that this helper from the Broken Xuan Saint Realm is completely useless to the Blood General.
It's like a useless existence.
"Interesting! The Blood General actually found a helper who is in the Shattering Mysterious Saint Realm. It seems that I have one less competitor."
The demon light shrouded in the demonic aura sneered, and the laughter was full of ridicule.
Yaolian, who was wearing a sexy armor, had a pair of charming beautiful eyes, but he glanced at Blood Demon and Zhuo Wen, chuckled, and didn't say anything, but it could be seen from his eyes that Yaolian
He was quite disdainful towards the blood demon.
As for Shi crack, he held his shoulders with both hands. His eyes were not on Gorefiend and Zhuo Wen at all. To be more precise, he was not paying attention to the other generals and helpers around him at all.
In his opinion, who among the people present could be his opponent, and this commander-in-chief battle was basically a stage for him alone. Not to mention his reputation as the first general, only his cultivation in the Sky and Sky Holy Realm.
His performance is far beyond what other generals can compare with.
Therefore, from the moment Shi Lai walked into the Blood Refining Square, his eyes fell on the Blood Cauldron.
Maybe he doesn't really care about the title of commander, but what he cares about is the opportunity to enter the Blood Refining Pond in this battle for commander.
He doesn't need false fame, what he needs is real strength.
The Blood Demon snorted coldly. He really had nothing to say about Zhuo Wen's low cultivation level, but he believed that with Zhuo Wen's strength, entering within 100 meters at this first level should not be a problem.
"It's time to start!" Zang Feng also glanced at the Blood Demon and said calmly.
Whoosh whoosh!
As soon as these words were spoken, one hundred and eight generals marched forward together with their own helpers.
You can't just pass this first level by yourself, you have to pass it with helpers. If one person is eliminated, another person will be eliminated, so none of the 108 generals dare to be careless.
"Trash, I'm looking forward to your performance!"
Qing Cang glanced at Zhuo Wen with a slightly provocative look, then took the rickety old man and turned into a rainbow, heading towards the blood cauldron.
"Brother Mu, don't pay attention to Qing Cang. If you get within a hundred meters later, I'll see what kind of expression Qing Cang will have." The Blood Demon said solemnly.
Although the Blood Demon's words contained concern, Zhuo Wen could hear a hint of doubt in his tone. Obviously the Blood Demon had some doubts about whether Zhuo Wen could pass the test of the Blood Cauldron. After all, this was about whether he could become the commander-in-chief.
key.
The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth curled up slightly and he said: "Brother Blood Demon, don't worry, you can still get in even if it's a hundred meters down."