Chaos Emperor System

Monk Jin Guang got up, took out five fifth-order spiritual grasses from his arms, and handed them to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao was a little puzzled.

Monk Jin Guang didn't speak, and threw the spirit grass into Ye Hao's arms, then walked aside, protecting Ye Hao silently.

Ye Hao was at a loss looking at the spiritual grass in his arms, but then he made up his mind to refine the spiritual grass. After all, in this dangerous place, the more strength he has to protect himself, the more hope he will survive.

The white-clothed swordsman glanced lightly at the black figure who was beginning to refine the spirit grass, and came behind him silently, and began to protect the law.

An hour passed, and all the majestic spiritual power contained in the five spiritual grasses was refined by Ye Hao. At the same time, Ye Hao's realm also reached the seventh level of Lingdi, and finally he had the strength to fight against the ninth level of Lingdi.

It's just that you still have to stay away from monsters like beggars on crutches.

"Hey, is there only the seventh level of Lingdi? I thought you would reach the eighth level of Lingdi."

A voice without any emotion floated out from behind Ye Hao.

Ye Hao turned back and smiled, "It's true that you can only break through to the seventh level of Lingdi, and it's not far from the eighth level."

"En." The swordsman in white responded lightly, and when he walked past Ye Hao, he said softly: "Thank you."

Ye Hao smiled slightly, and then walked side by side with Monk Jin Guang, and the three of them walked towards the magnificent palace in the center of the forest together.

Dozens of figures gathered at the gate of the palace at this time.

Everyone looked at the closed golden palace door without making a sound, and the open space in front of the hall was surprisingly quiet.

Not long after, three figures came to the open space, which also caused a burst of exclamation from the people.

Among these people, there are Duobaosan, Bai Juncanggou, beggars on crutches and Longyang Sanren.

These people are more or less hostile to the three people who just arrived.

The three people who came hand in hand ignored everyone's surprised eyes, found an open space, and sat together.

After that burst of exclamation, the open space fell into silence again, a deathly silence.

After a long time,

It seemed that the palace knew that no one would come again, so two lines of words appeared on the palace gate of the main hall. The first line was: Eight people enter; the second line was: Use magical powers.

When everyone was thinking about these two sentences carefully, a huge black arena emerged under their feet. Everyone looked at the black arena under their feet blankly, and suddenly felt that their spiritual power could not be used, and they couldn't help panicking.

Afterwards, Duobaosan said in a loud voice: "Everyone, don't panic. Although you can't use your own spiritual power, you can use the supernatural powers of Emperor Xingyue that you just learned on the throne, and the use of supernatural powers mentioned on the door should refer to The most important thing is that you can only use the supernatural power you just learned, and you can't use other things."

"No way, it's such a pit!"

"What is the meaning of the entry of eight people written on the door?"

"Shouldn't it be said that only eight people can enter? If only eight people can enter, what should the rest do?"

As soon as the words fell, the open space around the ring suddenly disappeared, replaced by an abyss.

In other words, the arena under their feet and the palace in front of them are both suspended on a huge abyss. Those who stand on it may not be swallowed by the abyss, but if they fall, they will definitely die. Whole body.

"This is……"

A cultivator of the eighth rank of Lingdi was standing on the edge of the ring and was cautiously probing, when suddenly Longyang Sanren appeared behind him and pushed him down with a palm.

"ah……"

Before the monk's scream could linger in everyone's ears, his whole body was swallowed by the abyss and turned into nothingness.

hiss!

Everyone gasped, it seems that the entry of eight written on the door means that all people will compete for these eight places, those who get it will live, and those who can't get it will die!

There was a strong sense of death in everyone's heart, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy.

Bai Jun and Canggou got up first and came to Duobaosan's side. They were originally a camp, and then gathered a group of people around the three.

Beggar on crutches and Longyang Sanren stood together, and a group of people gathered around them.

In the end, there are Ye Hao, the swordsman in white, and the golden monk. Of course, there will be no followers around them, because everyone present has participated in the siege of the two people around Ye Hao.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Duo Baosan looked at the three of them with a smile.

Then he fixed his eyes on Ye Hao, and said with a smile: "Ye Sangao, why did you run over there, shouldn't you be my person? Come here soon!"

"Thank you, Mr. Baosan, for your kindness, but I think it is safer here, so please forgive me, Mr. Baosan." Ye Hao replied indifferently.

Duobaosan's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Ye Sangao, don't give you shame!"

boom!

Ye Hao pointed out that a monk of the eighth rank of Linghuang who belonged to the Duobao three camp and wanted to attack them died instantly.

"Boy, it seems that the exercises you have comprehended are not simple, can you borrow my grandfather as a consultant?" Longyang Sanren laughed.

Ye Hao sneered and pointed out that Longyang Sanren hurriedly pulled a person beside him to block the sharp attack, and then patted his chest with lingering fear.

"Now none of us can use spiritual power. We can only use the skills we have learned to fight. It can be regarded as a battle in the same realm. Do you think I will be afraid of you in a fight in the same realm?" Ye Hao laughed loudly, and then the spiritual power on his body circulation.

Everyone turned pale with shock, only the beggar on crutches, the swordsman in white, and the golden monk looked calm.

The beggar on crutches has long known that Ye Hao has the power of stars, so the rules here are useless to him. How could the barriers set by Emperor Xingyue restrict those who have the power of stars?

As for the white-clothed swordsman and the golden monk, Ye Hao didn't pose a threat to them, so there was no need to worry.

Duobaosan and Longyang Sanren were taken aback. This is not good news for them. Ye Hao can use spiritual power when no one can use it. Then they let Ye Hao Slaughter?

The leaders of the two groups exchanged glances at the same time and reached a second consensus.

The consensus for the first time was to attack the top two on the Tianbang, this time it was to attack the people around them!

"Ah! Boss, don't!"

"Why, why did you attack us?"

"No, I fought with you, I want to die with you!"

All of a sudden, the sound of wailing and screaming was endless.

Ye Hao, who was dressed in silver-white skin, walked out slowly, looked at the five people who slaughtered his own people wantonly, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "As expected of someone who wants to make a big deal, he can actually attack his own people at a critical moment, and he wants to gather eight people as soon as possible." , so that I can pass this level, it is easy to calculate, but what you gave me before, I will give you all back in this level!"