Chapter 165 Death World [, Please Collect]
"Brother Zhou Yuan, Brother Ye Wen is the person who can rank among the students in this class of Fuzhentang. Although he is an eighth-class master, he is a barbisher who seriously injured the seventh-class master! This matter is making a lot of noise now. Brother Zhou Yuan won't know, will he?
A and Party B's eyes flashed and said slowly.
"Hey, I heard that there is such a thing! It's just a seventh-class master, nothing! But it's a little difficult for him to defeat the barbars. What do you think? After sweeping away a few people behind him, the young man in black robe asked proudly.
"It's all up to Brother Zhou Yuan's decision!"
"What Brother Zhou Yuan says is what he says!"
"We believe in Brother Zhou Yuan..."
Others have nothing to say. They are the only young men in black, and no one questioned his decision.
Party A's face was cold and he didn't breathe.
"Brother A and B, are you going to follow such a thing into the world of death? If that's the case, then I have nothing to say. I won't accompany you!" Zhu Zhuli ignored the young men in black and looked at Party A and Party B calmly.
"What? Boy, what did you say? Behind the young man in black robe, a man jumped out with a face full of anger, but his eyes secretly turned to the young man in black robe, and his purpose was self-evident.
"Hmm! Boy! Give you a chance to kneel immediately and kowtow to admit your mistake. I don't care about what you just said!" The young man in black suddenly turned cold.
"Brother Ye Wen, Brother Zhou Yuan is good. Hurry up and admit your mistake!" Party A frowned slightly and was silent for a long time, but still persuaded Zhu Zhu.
"The strength is really good! Sixth-class master! It's really good among this group of people! But what is he when he enters the world of death? What kind of person's life-saving ability is stronger than our rune array master? Zhu Zhu sneered.
"That's the same sentence! If Brother Jia and Yi are with such a thing, the young master will not accompany him. I really don't know who is a burden with them!" Zhu Zhu shook his head and sneered.
A group of people turned their eyes to the young man in black. Among this group, there was only a young man in black robe who was a sixth-class master, and the others were all seventh-class masters.
Ten days ago, the incident that happened in the Fuzhen Hall was widely spread in the School of Death. They have also heard about it. They don't feel that they can compare with the barbarity, so they dare not make up.
"Do you know that you are provoking?" The young man in black robe looked cold, stared at Zhu Zhu for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth.
"provocative?" Zhu Zhu sneered, "I'm really not interested in pestering you!" When it comes to provocation, it seems that you provoke first! I really don't know why you dictated in front of me. I advise you not to be sure enough, so don't provoke me!"
Zhu Zhu is quite strong, and he has to be strong!
The young man in black just wants to use his fame to suppress him, and even force him to fight and rely on this to make his reputation.
However, he chose the wrong person!
Zhu Zhu is really not interested. Zhou Yuan is only a sixth-class master, and he is not from a major school. What can he have? And the battle with him doesn't seem to get any benefits. He can't do it, let alone Mr. Pig?
Zhou Yuan was stunned and his face was colder. At this time, he had a feeling of kicking the iron plate. Originally, he just wanted to suppress Ye Wen to build prestige among the people behind him and arrange for them to stand in front of the world of death.
I didn't expect Ye Wen to be so tough, just like the legend, with a hot temper!
But at this time, he can't but say something... do something, otherwise how can the few people behind him subdue him?
Wan!
In a stunned moment, the space in front of it highlighted a ripple, like a wave of water, manifesting through a wide portal.
A strong black fog rolled out, mixed with horrible anger, death and magic...
Come on!
Everyone's eyes turned to the door, no one opened their mouth, and everyone was waiting for something.
However, a quarter of an hour later, no one came out of it.
"No one came out? Doesn't the mortality rate meet the requirements?"
"Half a year, those people haven't come out yet! The mortality rate did not reach 90%! Alas...so cruel!"
"Ten students entered my Dragon Tiger Hall half a year ago, but now none of them have come out. Their original life is broken! Even so, the mortality rate has not been reached!"
“......”
The martial arts arena is full of noisy discussions, including regret, grief, excitement and excitement.
"Students who plan to enter the world of death obey the order and now enter the world of death immediately! The door will be closed in a quarter of an hour!"
The indifferent voice resounded over the martial arts arena, and the students who planned to enter looked serious and began to say goodbye to their cousins!
"Hmm! Ye Wen, just be arrogant! Don't let me touch it, or you will die!"
The young man in black sneered and felt at heart. At this time, the people behind him were not easy to say anything. After all, he was about to enter the world of death. At this time, the peak of printing, physical strength and energy were perfect.
"Brother Ye Wen, take care of yourself!" Party A and Party B sighed and stood beside Zhou Yuan.
The young man in black was more proud. He glanced at the followers behind him with a smile and shouted, "Let's go in!"
"Bear care!" Zhu Zhu arched his hand and didn't care at all.
The students around him rushed into the door and disappeared. Zhu Zhu took a deep breath, pinched Ye Wen's integral Xuanyu in his hand, and slowly walked towards the door...
...I...is...**...sang...dimarcation...boundary...line...
"Three young master! We should go in!" Gratulations from the body.
Gong Heng, the grandson of the elder of the Wugi Demon Sect, looked forward with his hands on his back, and nodded slowly, "I don't know how the Miaoluo witch is now? Ben Shao is very worried!"
Gong maintained a humble posture and bowed his head and said, "The Witch of Death is a person valued by the Lord of Death Hall. She has been practicing in the death world since she entered the Death Academy. I have made it clear that her original life is in good condition! Don't worry!"
"Hmm!"
He snorted coldly and slanted, "You are not qualified to call 'me' in front of Ben Shao. You are now Ben Shao's servant! You should have the awareness! Do you know?"
The same head is even lower, "Yes!"
Gheng ignored it and went straight to the door of the world of death.
The same face is expressionless, closely following theheng!
"The one just now seems to be the same, right? Hasn't he just advanced to the first-class master realm and become the top ten disciples of Wushen Hall? Who is the man in front of him? A student asked his companion in horror.
"Shh! Sing low! It's good that the man in front of him is a first-class master, but the person in front of him has a terrible history. He is the direct grandson of the elder of the Witch and Demon Sect, called Gangheng..." His companion swept around and whispered in his ear.
"Is he a dragonfly?" The student was stunned and immediately realized that he had lost his temper and hurriedly pulled his companion to disappear into the stream of people.
...I...is...**...sang...dimarcation...boundary...line...
"Is this the world of death?"
Zhu stood in the vast red desert, without any human smoke, and was filled with a strong black fog, which is a mixture of heaven and earth, deadness, resentment, anger, yin and so on.
cannot be directly absorbed and refined. In that case, it will be broken by death, anger, etc., and become an unconscious killing machine.
The students who entered the world of death were irregularly transmitted to various places in the world of death, and Zhu Zhu was just transported to the desert.
Boom!
Suddenly, Zhu Zhu rolled up the red sand under his feet, and Zhu Zhu went straight up to the sky. Where he just stood, a huge sandworm stared at Zhu Zhu with scarlet eyes.
The place where Zhu Zhu transmitted seemed to be on the sandworm's nest, which made him stunned.
The sandworm is not powerful, but it is a ninth-class master, but it is a fierce beast full of thick fog!
Wo! The body is like electricity, straight to the sandworm! Zhu Zhu's eyes were cold, his fists clenched, and the star printing skill [Fuhuquan] suddenly hit. There was no terrible momentum or horrible fist.
His fists went straight to the sandworm!
Puff!
The sandworm did not seem to intend to tremble with Zhu Zhu, opening its mouth and spitting out a mouthful of sticky **, with a strong smell.
K! A straight jump, dodged the sticky **, and a pair of fists hit the sandworm's soft cheeks directly!
The fist fell deep into the sandworm's cheeks and did not feel any hardness!
Boom!
Suddenly, a huge force hit, Zhu Zhu's figure spread, and several ups and downs landed.
Staring at the sandworm in front of me in surprise!
The sandworm is not very powerful, but it seems that the surface of the body is as weak as water, which is somewhat similar to him. [Pig Emperor] does not make the body stronger, but increases the flexibility of the body, which has the effect of enhancing strength.
The sandworm is very powerful!
Zhu Zhu rushed up again!
The sandworm's body is huge and the desert is short of water, but it seems that its body is full of 80% water. Zhu Zhu's every punch on it was digested by a fluctuation.
Zhu Zhu knows that although every punch seems simple, it is extremely powerful, that is, the barbarians in the heyday may not be able to bear it, but there is nothing wrong with killing insects.
Wan!
The sharp head of the sandworm suddenly rushed into the red sand, rolled up the dust all over the sky, and fled.
Zhu Zhu, who was on the rise, couldn't help laughing bitterly.
In order to sharpen himself, he planned to use the 1,200 one-star and two-star printing skills he learned in the Pig Emperor's Hall in the world of death. Unexpectedly, as soon as he was a little interested, he fled.
"Forget it! Let's find this little girl Miaoluo first!" With a sigh, Zhu Zhu did not forget the purpose of coming here.
The huge wings suddenly appeared behind, and a fan disappeared in the air.
After a long time, a pale-skinned young man came out of the desert in the distance, and the young man was full of strong anger.
What a terrible power! Eighth-class master? Newcomer..." The young man looked at the direction Zhu Zhu left, thoughtfully, and suddenly slowly melted into the dark fog and disappeared.
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