Chapter 82:

Less than an hour after the Wanxian Alliance announced the list, the ancient earth immortals also announced their own list.

This is undoubtedly a new thing for the ancient earth immortals who have always disdained to be in sync with the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, and it also indirectly proves that Wang Lu has received enough attention from the opponent after five consecutive victories.

However, the more important the ancient earthly immortals pay, the less hope of winning the Wanxian Alliance.

"Little Poison Immortal, Flesh and Flesh Slaughter, Greedy Wolf... They are serious."

After the signboard for the Earth Immortal Generals passed the list of the tops of each area and used to broadcast the competition was announced, the lament of monks could be heard everywhere in the Immortal City.

Any of the four people on the list is now well-known. In the previous two months of competition, they have made great achievements.

The great military achievements built on the corpses of a large number of monks in Jiuzhou.

Because of the words of the Black-clothed Earth Immortals, the scene of the first two months of the Immortals Competition was very cruel. The ancient Earth Immortals took no mercy and repeatedly brutally killed the monks of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance in battle. Although the Immortals Competition could not help but kill, many of the killings were done on purpose. For example, when the Little Poison Immortal was against the Red Blood Poison Lord, the Red Blood Poison Lord had the idea of ​​surrendering and admitting defeat after the blood in his natal blood poison was declared invalid, but before he could speak, the little Poison Immortal's throat was melted away by the Little Poison Immortal's Escaping Fairy Dispersion. Until the blood in his chest was gushing out, he could not say the word surrender.

This was obviously a deliberate murder. The Red Blood Poison Lord died miserably. At that time, the owner of Tianshu Tower Tingfeng Zhenjun also used this as the entry point and began to question Wang Lu's decision.

The ancient earth immortals made this move to suppress the morale and fighting spirit of the Wanxian League, sowing the seeds of fear in their hearts. In fact, this tactic was successful for a time. Many Wanxian League cultivators did not even dare to look directly in the eyes of their opponents after they entered the field, and they could only play five or six points in their abilities. It was not until Wang Lu came forward and rebooted the morale of the Wanxian League with a five-game winning streak.

However, when people see the names of Little Poison Immortal, Bloody and Flesh Slaughter, Tianlang, and Bai Ze, they still feel a chill.

These people are probably the most cruel and bloodthirsty among the ancient earthly immortals, and the three of them are the most.

Before joining the Earth Immortal Organization, the Little Poison Immortal was an absolute evil demon. In order to study poison skills, the lives of tens of millions of people were sacrificed. In the Jiuzhou Continent, the blood beads of all spirits that are regarded as the treasure of evil demons - the magic treasures refined with the corpses of tens of thousands of innocent creatures, the Little Poison Immortal has at least hundreds of them in his hand.

Blood Flesh Tor is a madman. Although he has the cultivation of the earth immortal, he eats raw meat and drinks blood, which is like a savage. He loves human flesh the most in his life. The higher his cultivation, the more he likes the flesh of a person. In this battle of the Immortals, he defeated a Nascent Soul monk, and then swallowed the other party's soul in front of tens of thousands of people in the audience, and then skinned his body. The game almost caused riots. The relatives and friends of the deceased were prepared to rush into the venue to avenge him. Fortunately, they were finally stopped by the Red Jin Lishi. Although they were inevitably tortured by the small dark room, they finally escaped their lives... And in that battle, Blood Flesh Tor and his flesh and blood apron sewned from the scalp of dozens of Nascent Soul monks became famous. At the same time, he also put down his words and wanted to sew a new apron in this battle of the Immortals.

As for Tanlang, he seems a little more beautiful than the first two. He never kills or tortures his opponents. However, in the three games he has taken so far, none of the opponents survives... Even in games with relatively low confrontation, he can cause "accidents" and kill them reasonably. If the little poisonous immortal and the flesh-and-blooded slaughter are evil demons in hell, Tanlang is like a ghost hiding in the shadow, low-key, but also fatal.

According to the matchup list, the ones who dealt with these three people will be Liu Lixian, Zhu Shiyao, and Dog Leave... As soon as you think that the three young girls in their prime may fall into the hands of several murderers, the chill and unbearableness in people's hearts will be even worse.

Some enthusiastic monks even wanted to take the initiative to find Wang Lu, so that he could think twice before acting, and not cause irreparable losses for a moment of intent.

However, the efforts of these people are of course in vain. Once Wang Lu makes a decision, how could he easily regret it?

Amid the audience's concerns, the day of the game has finally come.

On this day, the central martial arts competition venue of Xianyi District, which was enough to accommodate millions, was full. Cultivators from all over the country gathered here to pay attention to this game that determines fate.

Although the entire Immortal Competition has just been less than one-third, everyone knows that the Wanxian Alliance will reverse its decline and soar into the sky, or fall back into the abyss, completely losing the entire competition, and then defeating it in one fell swoop.

On the rostrum, more than a hundred earth immortals and more than a hundred elders of the Wanxian Alliance had already sat down. The earth immortals remained silent, but the Wanxian Alliance was talking a lot.

Regarding the current situation, the opponent's discussion, Wang Lu's discussion, and the True Lord of Hetu... Hetu himself ignored this and closed his eyes and refused to answer. In this game, he gave Wang Lu a surprising trust and completely let him do it. Even though Wang Lu gave a list that was puzzled, Hetu still did not change his original intention.

He spared no effort to support Wang Lu.

When Hetu himself refused to cooperate, people's focus naturally turned to the Lingjian Sect, which is also the protagonist in today's field.

"True Fengyin, is your chief disciple really the chance of winning? Do you want to bluff? His list is too sirens. It's fine if you are all from your Lingjian Sect, and what are all the junior disciples? If you remember correctly, there were some surviving monks in your sect during that catastrophe. They were all very powerful. Don't hide them, call them out to fight."

The outspoken ancestor of the Hongpao has always been talking about everything, and even some news that the Lingjian Sect was not public was subconsciously said. However, after Feng Yin heard this, it was not convenient to close his eyes and not answer like the Hetu. The Hongpao ancestor of the Hongpao had no friendship with Shengjing, but his friendship with the Lingjian Sect was very deep, and there was no need for such an allies to be alienated and punished for nothing.

"Of course, Wang Lu won't fight a war that he is not sure about. Please rest assured fellow Hongpao."

The Red Painting Ancestor was a little relieved after receiving the guarantee from Feng Yin Zhenren, but after thinking for a while, he was still worried: "Even if your Xiao Liuli and Zhu Shiyao are very talented, this practice time is too short, right? The attack training set of Junhuangshan! I don't know what it is? Kuqin found more than a dozen people to help Junhuangshan improve the training set of Junhuangshan, and I am one of them. Even if Xiao Wanglu has great ability to improve the plan, the efficiency will be limited. At least at this time, they will definitely not be able to beat the Little Poison Immortal and the Blood and Flesh Slaughter."

Feng Yin shook his head helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Hongpao, even if Liulixian and Zhu Shiyao cannot win, it does not mean that we will lose in this game."

The old ancestor of the red robe was stunned when he heard this: "...Are you placing your hope on that dog?"

Unfortunately, as soon as the words were finished, the clear ringtone of the game began had already sounded in the central competition court.

In an instant, millions of people focused their attention. Even the curious and outspoken ancestor of Hong Pao put down his questions and waited for the change in the venue.

The first is the contestants entering the venue.

The ancient earthly immortals appeared collectively in the center of the competition venue as the bell rang. The little poison immortal, who was as thin as a child, was strong, covered in blood and blood, was like a phantom, half-fixed and half-full... and Bai Ze, surrounded by twelve golden seals.

When the four of them appeared, they had already suppressed their strength to the realm of the Golden Pill, and the body of the soul was limited to one ten thousandth of the original body. However, even so, it still made millions of viewers feel faintly suffocated and oppressed.

This force does not come from strong strength, but from the cruel murderous intent refined from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. The massive mass murders have made them natural enemies of monks, thus allowing people to feel the natural fear of the low rings of the food chain for the high rings.

"...Are we really going to fight such an opponent?"

An old monk suddenly trembled all over.

"This kind of slaughtering demons is not something we can compete with. Unless Desheng Taizu is resurrected, they will be invincible in this world."

"Slaying the Demon, what are you talking about?"

The old monk said in a nearly collapsed tone: "You have never experienced the battle between immortals and demons, and you can't understand the horror of these demons at all. We are wrong. We think they are humans, but they are demons at all."

"Demons?"

As soon as this statement was said, it caused an uproar. Although this elderly monk was not at a high level and was only at the level of Nascent Soul, his life span was long. He had experienced the last battle between immortals and demons and survived. What he saw and heard was a precious wealth, and his value was far higher than his four-phase Nascent Soul.

Although he is old and sometimes he is not very sensible, he has never missed his judgment on the demon race. Therefore, when he tells him that he slaughtered the demons and locked in the identity of the demon race, the shock in people's hearts is self-evident.

"True Man Feng Yin... Is this scene now even Wang Lu's expectation?" The Red Robe Ancestor was speechless. There were demons among the ancient earth immortals, so he naturally knew this as the elder of Tongtian Holy Hall. But he never thought that there would be so many demons and even Bai Ze was a demon.

No wonder they never let down their actions before, and even made many people from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance wonder whether the ancient earth immortals really have the sincerity to cooperate to fight against the fallen immortals. Now, the answer is self-evident. The deep blood hatred between the human race and the demon race is not inferior to the fallen immortals at all.

However, at this moment, a leisurely laughter rang in the ears of the Red Robe Ancestor.

"The ancestor doesn't have to worry, all this is naturally as I expected."

Hearing this voice, the ancestor opened his mouth wider: "Wang Lu, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!