typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 199 Bloody Holy Election Registration

Deep in the desert.

One big and one small, one person and one ferret, two figures, walking against the wind and sand.

If anyone saw the two of them, they would definitely notice something strange.

I saw the wind and sand sweeping over the two of them, and actually separated from the two of them as if they were conscious. Not even a trace of the wind and sand blew on them.

The petite spirit ferret carried an exaggerated scythe on its shoulder and wandered forward in the air. During this period, its eyes were active, as if it was looking for someone to test the scythe on.

Beside it, Li Kezhou was reading a book while walking.

This is exactly the "Dragon and Elephant Transport" that he got from the old camel god before.

After roughly flipping through it, the first information he got was that this thing was definitely not a complete version, it might even be one-fifth, or even one-tenth.

"This "Dragon and Elephant Transport" is indeed mysterious. The cultivation method of the desert seems to be a unique system, which is very different from the cultivation methods of other Five Directions Sword Domain."

"But what does this person have in mind when he gives me a small part of the cultivation method? Otherwise, he doesn't give it, but he gives me a little bit. This is like a bait. Could it be that once I practice cultivation, this person will have confidence?

I will come to your door again to ask for follow-up advice from this person..."

He whispered to himself secretly.

Of course! He also has a way to get rid of it once and for all, which is to simply ignore this method and not practice it. Naturally, there will be no follow-up.

But it was okay before he opened it. After he read it through and understood the essence of this cultivation method, it is now difficult for him to make this decision.

"Dragon and Elephant Transport" is indeed as the old man said. It is not a sword skill or move to kill people, but a simple means of transporting power.

The reason why it is transported rather than transported is the secret of this method.

According to his understanding, if he practices this method to a small degree, his control of power will enter a state of "no leakage".

For this kind of use of power, if there is no such special method, it is generally necessary to wait until the cultivation level reaches the return to the true state to achieve the leakage-free sword energy.

The sword energy at that time was simple and unpretentious, even the sharp edge on the surface was gone, and the inner content was to the extreme.

The same is true for physical strength. At that time, the physical strength will no longer collapse mountains and crack rocks.

A seemingly light punch can even hollow out a mountain without leaving the outside intact.

He put the booklet into his sleeve and made a decision in his mind:

"The old camel man is indeed very cunning. He knows that even if I see through his tricks, I will definitely follow what he wants. And this is indeed the case. I really have no reason not to practice this method..."

"If I succeed in cultivation, this method will really help my strength. As for the White Camel Valley, it doesn't matter if I go there for the second time. As long as I can meet the conditions you put forward, I might not be able to make a deal.

!”

With a decision made in my heart, one person and one ferret continued on their way towards the depths...

Seven days later!

In a magnificent desert castle.

Above the main hall, a woman is sitting upright.

"Miss! I got the latest news. He has left our desert safely."

Below, a subordinate dressed in a standard Desert Snake knelt on one knee and reported to the woman above.

"Get down!"

When she was the only one left in the hall, the heroic spirit in the woman's brows disappeared, and there was a tangle in Gujing Wubo's eyes that was difficult for outsiders to detect.

He said to himself in a voice that could only be heard by himself: "Shenlan... The Holy Chosen One..."



Li Kezhou finally walked out of the desert.

But what surprised him was that during these seven days, it was almost smooth sailing and calm all the way.

With the end of the Blood Demon Conqueror, all the previously alienated monsters have disappeared, so not only are they human beings, but not even one of the monsters has been encountered.

After leaving the desert and walking another hundred miles, a vast river appeared in front of our eyes.

By this time, the crowds had gradually increased, and there was an endless stream of swordsmen and merchants passing by.

Ling Weasel entered Qiankun Sleeve and practiced in Lingshan Cave. He walked alone on the road and did not attract much attention.

Anyone who pays attention often looks at him with disdain.

Because his current appearance is three times worse than it was seven days ago.

Living in the open air and being exposed to the scorching sun every day, it would not be any better for anyone.

"Is this the Fusha River that leads directly to Shenlan?"

Li Kezhou looked at the endless, endless river and talked to himself.

Arrive at the ferry.

In front of me, everything from a small boat to a seven-story ship was moored on the shore.

People who go to Shenlan Sword Domain are choosing the way that suits them.

"Boy! Stop looking and get on my boat. My nickname is Feidu! I can guarantee that you will enter the Shenlan Realm before the sun sets today!"

A man waiting for business on the side followed up and said: "It's true that this person has the title of flying ferry, but the safety is very poor. Every time he ferries, at least three people on the boat will die. If he flies into the sky, three lives will be lost."

.”

Someone echoed: "That's right! You are not determined to escape death by riding on his boat. I don't recommend you try it, but I am different. I have the most stable skills and the most affordable price. I only need one hundred spiritual stones..."

"Boy, I think you are good. I will make an exception and accept ninety-six pills from you. Come up and hurry up!"

Each of these people was driving a broken boat, holding dry cigarettes in their mouths, and they were frothing at the mouth.

Their eyes were venomous, and they saw Li Kezhou dressed in a poor manner, so they tried to extend an olive branch to him.

If it were a man in luxurious clothes, they wouldn't even waste their words, because the other person could only choose a seven-story building.

Li Kezhou glanced at them with a smile and walked straight towards the tallest, largest and most luxurious five-tooth ship.

"Boy! Don't say I didn't warn you, you will be kicked out easily if you go in!"

"That big five-tooth ship is good, but the purchase price starts at 30,000 spirit stones. You kid, don't make yourself look bad."

Li Kezhouquan pretended not to hear the "well-intentioned" reminder from the boatman behind him and went straight onto the seven-story boat.

He is not here to do hard work, so he can do whatever he feels comfortable with.

And he knew that the Fusha River was not a kind place. Monsters under the river often came out to eat people. Whoever encountered them would basically be unlucky and their death would be in vain. There was no way to deal with it.

At the entrance of the big ship, an old man was sitting at his desk.

When he saw Li Kezhou walking up to him, especially his slovenly appearance, he didn't show any disdain.

He has seen too many situations like this in his life, and many of them are ascetic cultivators. Practicing asceticism does not mean that the other person does not have spiritual stones.

"Enter the first floor, the price is 30,000! You will have a place there to practice and meditate. As for safety, you don't have to worry. We are from the Yinfan Chamber of Commerce. When we see that there is no flag above our heads, this flag is fluttering, and the monsters give in...

"

"If you want to go to the second floor, add 10,000 yuan. There is a casino inside for you to have fun. As for the third floor to the seventh floor, each has recreational facilities. Each floor costs an additional 10,000 yuan."

Li Kezhou currently had more than 2 million spirit stones in his hands, but he didn't pay attention to these tens of thousands of spirit stones. He immediately took out 90,000 and bought a customs clearance.

The old man rarely saw many such heroic people in a day, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Several boatmen who were craning their necks and grinning from a distance to see how he would be kicked off the ship saw him offering a customs clearance price. They all screamed in surprise and kept exclaiming: "You can't judge a person by his appearance."

.

After taking the customs clearance voucher and entering the building boat, my eyes were dim.

You can see that there are people next to each other on the ground, and everyone does have a place.

These people were sitting cross-legged on the ground, all looking like they were meditating. For those who didn't know, they thought they were in a slum. Although the environment was not bad, it wasn't too good either.

Under his glance, the cultivation levels of these people on the first level were probably below the early stage of Dan Condensation. Most of them were Qi Refiners, and only a few people were in the early stage of Dan Condensation.

These people gathered on this first floor either for the sake of face or because of the safety of the ship.

He passed through the crowd and went all the way to the second floor.

The difference of ten thousand spiritual stones is a world of difference.

It was a magnificent place, everyone was dressed luxuriously, and various forms of gambling were being played. Wherever he passed, everyone was like a plague, and they all shunned him.

Continue walking up and reach the third floor.

This is a wine shop.

"Natural Selection! There are only less than three months left. It is obvious that the number of people is much greater than in previous years, and masters are springing up like mushrooms after a rain!"

"These people are all rushing to register. Registration will be in three days. If you miss it, you will not be eligible to participate, regardless of your level of cultivation!"

(What about registration?)

Li Kezhou was shocked, so he found a free seat and sat down. He summoned the boy and asked for a jar of wine. He drank while inquiring about the news.

The whole space was filled with loud noises, and everyone was talking enthusiastically.

After filtering through his ears, he basically didn't hear much useful news, and almost all of it was bragging and self-praising drunken talk.

At this time, someone suddenly said: "The Holy Selection is worthy of being called the Genius Cemetery. It hasn't even started yet. Just signing up for this will at least make a group of people die first."

"This is natural! How can it be so easy to get on Tianlong Bridge and Miaoyun Peak? Moreover, the number of registrations is still the same as thirty years ago. There are only 800 places. Whoever grabs it by then will belong to him. Killing

Inevitable."

"It's so cruel! Thirty years ago, I heard that more than 80,000 people went there. Except for the 800 people who had won the quota, no more than 8,000 people came out alive. Almost 90% of them died in it. It was simply a slaughterhouse on earth.

!”

"That's right! And those who have the courage to participate must be from the Five Directions Sword Domain. The prodigy-level figures of a certain party basically have the fighting power of ten people in the same realm. 90% of such people will die in it. It is truly a genius cemetery.

"

"Do you think this is over? This is just the beginning. Those who finally won the eight hundred spots are the real geniuses who have broken through the siege. This type of people will continue to fight, and will be eliminated step by step, and finally selected.

Only those who come out are qualified to enter the Sifang Holy Land..."

"This is indeed a game for geniuses. People like us don't even dare to think about it. Even if we are not afraid of death, if we go to Miaoyun Peak, we will still be filled with corpses!"

(Tianlong Bridge...Miaoyun Peak...sign up...)

Li Kezhou murmured to himself, finally letting him hear some valuable news.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next