Devil Seeds

Ke Xiaoliang fired a shot, and what radiated outward were the seeds of chaos.

In this chaotic process, the monks who can gain a firm foothold and keep their places are the best.

Soon, the 500 people on the Rainbow Bridge also got the news that the internal test quota could be transferred.

At this time, they all showed strange expressions.

Except that Li Xingzhou has been persecuted continuously, so he has formed a good habit of hiding himself.

Most of the winners of the internal test places just put their original bodies in the cave or the sect.

The goal is very clear.

In order to make it easier for people to locate and locate these cultivators, Ke Xiaoliang even forced all the 'closed beta players' to start a live broadcast.

During the live broadcast, most of their true identities could not be concealed.

At this time, a storm has begun to sweep.

As for the promotion in the new world, it seems that it is still stagnant.

It is always in the disordered state of "collapsing" at any time, strong and weak, high and simple, it seems difficult to give an intuitive definition.

All boundaries are blurred.

However... the time in this new world has not been accelerated, that is to say, the time flow in the new world is equivalent to the real world.

In this regard, the previous settings have been changed.

Sometimes the acceleration of time is an advantage.

Sometimes, the parallelism of time is also an advantage.

In the starry universe, there are all kinds of stars. Most of the stars are in a regular or irregular spherical shape, but there are very few exceptions that have other characteristics.

Take this planet for example.

It looks like a gigantic mountain standing in the void. It is black and has an unusually majestic sense of oppression. On the huge mountain, on every mountain depression and mountain ridge, there are several powerful roads. The breath is surging, and there are even teams of people and horses passing by quickly in the void from time to time.

The sharp eyes kept scanning the companions around him, pulling the atmosphere to a tense one.

On the main peak of Sankong Mountain, there are towering palaces.

The huge palaces stood there, like fierce beasts dormant in the darkness, exuding a fierce aura all the time.

On the most open flat roof on the top of the mountain, this place that used to be quiet, now there is already soaring noise, countless sounds of tearing the void, endlessly resounding from all directions, and the silhouettes of one after another are like locusts It broke through the wind, and finally landed on the flat top of this mountain. The black head looked like a small piece of surging black ocean current in the void from a distance.

In the deep and dark void, countless stars are dotted, and a little bit of starlight gathers in one place. Amidst the noisy noise, it also changes from the original coldness to a bit chaotic and noisy.

A series of gazes scattered and turned towards the surroundings, and those gazes were filled with anticipation.

"I really didn't expect that the three major forces in the Wuhao Great World would choose to join forces to form an alliance. Shouldn't they be the most fierce on weekdays? There is also a mere small sect that has occupied the internal test quota and is reluctant to hand it over. I just don't know how to live or die." Amidst the bursts of whispers, although the information revealed was messy, there was still a lot of value in it.

"Hey! This is why your news is blocked! Daohengmen is different now. It is said that they have quietly promised a place to a big man from the Devil Mountain. Behind them is the Devil Mountain, who spans multiple worlds." What is a colossal monster, a mere local force in the Wuhao Great World?"

"That's it! But... this quota can be taken by force. Whether Daohengmen can keep the quota is another matter."

"Of course, but... I heard that even the Jiufeng clan came here, I don't know if it's true or not!"

"Jiufeng family? Why are they here to join in the fun? The alien species of the gods, the blood is mixed with supernatural powers, and they still use it to compete with us? As long as the blood is purified, isn't it guaranteed to be in the mythical realm?"

"This is the problem. An ordinary monk who has nothing to do with the Feng Clan has only survived in a different world for a short while, and he has mastered the Nirvana Divine Fire, which is the most core member of the Feng Clan. How can they sit still? I can't sit still...but there are not only Jiufeng clan. I heard...a lot of worlds are in chaos, and all kinds of alien races who live in seclusion have been blown out."

All kinds of voices spread over the entire Sankong Mountain, and most of them were discussing the 500 internal beta quotas and the new world created by Ke Xiaoliang.

Whoosh!

Countless figures suddenly came from a distance.

With the landing of this group of people, the entire Sankong Mountain seemed to shake.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of earthy yellow light flashed, but all those figures disappeared, obviously being moved to other places by someone with great magic power.

The real competition is not revealed in front of others.

In addition to maintaining face, he was also worried that someone would fish in troubled waters.

There is a tacit understanding between those big forces that compete with each other for places.

Naturally, under this kind of tacit understanding, the fight will not rise to the extermination faction.

At least...not yet.

After all, although the value displayed by the new world is astonishing, it has not yet reached that level.

Such a frenzy can be set off at this time, and it is mostly because people want to ask for a possibility, not to say that just giving a certain person a supernatural power will make a large number of practitioners lose their strength.

Of course, the main reason is that the number of places is really small.

Compared with so many worlds and so many monks, the mere 500 places are really too few, too few!

Located in the hinterland of Sankong Mountain, several forces are entangled in one place.

In the end, it was decided to place the person who bears the quota into the battle maze.

Every sect that wants to compete for a place needs to pay a fixed compensation fee, and then send three people into the maze to compete for a place.

Limit to one hour.

Within an hour, whoever gets the quota will belong to him.

On the contrary, you must give up the fight.

Admitting this quota belongs to the cultivator of Daohengmen, so no further entanglement is allowed.

After setting the rules, the forces of all parties arranged for manpower to break into the maze.

In the maze, there are flying stones, poisonous rain, ghost fog, evil wind, hidden arrows, dark thunder... all kinds of hidden weapons, blocking the footsteps of monks from other sects, and the experience delays time.

boom!

The huge tornado collided fiercely with a figure, and the dragon-like tornado was torn apart with a single blow.

Light blue clouds floated over, and blue stones scattered wildly.

Where every stone falls, a piece of lush greenery will grow, and in a short moment, the originally barren land will be covered with green clothes.

Hey!

The clear sound of Fengming burst out from this person's body, resounding throughout the world.

Bright red light enveloped the surface of his body, and then a powerful coercion spread rapidly.

Just under a pile of chaotic rocks, a man with a long knife in his hand rushed out suddenly and galloped up.

The long knife in his hand vibrated, and waves of brilliant mana condensed in the sky like a tide, and the few layers of clouds that had just condensed were also quickly shattered.

In just a few breaths, the knife light turned into a gorgeous light wing in the sky. The edge of the light wing is like layers of sawtooth, the brilliance flows, and the space is constantly trembling under the influence.

"ha!"

With a wave of Zhao Qiong's arm, the gorgeous and dangerous blade-like blood wings roared out. In a flash, it shattered the space, penetrated the void, and charged towards the figure with Fengming. Come.

Facing the masters of the Jiufeng clan who came to snatch his quota, this cultivator from Daohengmen made the first move, planning to finish off his opponent in a short time, and then continue to hide in another position.

Obviously he came from a small family, but with such confidence, it can be seen that Ke Xiaoliang was not wrong in choosing people.

As an internal beta player, Zhao Qiong is not an ordinary person.

It's just that in a special stage, Ke Xiaoliang's request is higher, and Zhao Qiong seems almost meaningless in this request of Ke Xiaoliang.

"Boom!"

As Zhao Qiong launched an offensive, the strong man of the Jiufeng clan unfolded a heavy aura all over his body.

As the momentum spread, the entire ground trembled.

Blasts of earth-shattering cold wind blew out from the cracks in the ground, and then turned into a long black dragon, rolling towards Zhao Qiong.

boom!

The roaring jet-black long dragon collided with the blade-light wings piercing through the void.

The two made a piercing sound like steel rubbing against each other, and the surrounding space seemed to be constantly broken and reorganized under the vibration of this sound.

Although none of them are at the myth level, their methods have reached the level of the myth.

In the eyes of many small world monks, the insurmountable obstacles appear to them so weak, as if they can be overcome with a little effort.

But they are all restrained and have deeper ambitions.

Boom!

The violent energy finally exploded completely, and the two attacks completely opposed each other, forming a vortex of energy, and all kinds of hidden weapon attacks that swept down madly were also involved in the vortex, and exploded, exploding the entire energy, pushing it to more climax.

The two backed away dozens of steps, and then looked at each other with vigilant eyes. They were even more alert to the changes around them, worried that someone would suddenly 'visit', and hid in the dark to take advantage of it.

Coincidentally, both of them used the method of splitting light and transforming shadows.

Jumping constantly in the void, scattered many figures.

These figures wrestle with each other and fight each other.

At the same time, the real body is shifting positions.

This maze is not big... certainly not small.

It's just that no matter how big or small, with such a violent energy conflict, it's not easy not to attract the attention of others.

Soon, this small area was crowded with many bright or dark figures.

The situation of the battle will be even more treacherous.

It will be difficult to explain who wins and who loses in a few words.

Different time, same situation.

Most of the 500 people with quotas had similar encounters with Zhao Qiong.

Those who are backed by big trees are better. At most, they have experienced some strife within the sect. Some monks with more confidence and strength will use some methods within the rules to force the monks who have the internal test quota to transfer their quota. .

As for the pressure from the outside, it was temporarily withstood by the forces behind it.

If it's unfortunate, like Zhao Qiong, the backing behind him is not solid enough.

Then you can only gamble and risk your life!

Those who choose to hand over their quotas directly and admit defeat are the minority among the minority.

After all... Ke Xiaoliang screened the places.

The moderate faction, the Congxin faction, the pacifists, the Buddhist practitioners... were all kicked out of the list by Ke Xiaoliang and were not selected.

The ones chosen are those who dare to fight and are the best at fighting.

Even for Li Xingzhou, it is recognized that he was unlucky, but who dares to deny that he has not been defeated repeatedly?

Even if for a period of time, he strayed into the flow of Congxin, he only followed his heart on the outside and was bold on the inside.

On the surface, he wants to be stable, but in fact, when the opportunity comes, he will still put all his eggs in one basket and fight hard.

The 500 places went up and down, and the hosts were constantly being changed.

And some quota hosts that change frequently are also more hostile than one.

This turmoil lasted for more than three months.

Knowing that in almost four months, the last few fluctuating quotas have their fixed hosts.

At least in the short term, it seems that these quotas will no longer change owners.

And experienced these four months of change.

There is no doubt that the overall quality of the internal test players among the 500 places has been greatly improved.

There are more than 300 players from the Mythic class alone.

The remaining one hundred or so have some unique skills in reality, and their fighting power is not weaker than that of ordinary true immortals.

Of course, the state does not represent the absolute ability of the individual.

But this assumption is like denying that academic performance does not represent the level of personal knowledge mastery.

Belongs to a survivor bias.

Occasionally, there may be people who are extremely intelligent and creative at an extremely low level, and create and promote higher-level spiritual progress at a lower level.

However, this probability is extremely rare.

In more cases, realm, cultivation base, and combat effectiveness represent personal qualities.

For example, the vast majority of students with good grades have higher IQs than ordinary people.

With the addition of these new five hundred people, Ke Xiaoliang's new world, which was in a 'deadlock', seems to have ushered in a 'turning point'.

At this moment, in the dream of Turin, a sunflower with a human face is running wildly on the ground.

Behind him are many giant bees.

"Dreams are disordered, but emotions can be guided through scenes, and then some triggers can be triggered. For example, if I deliberately create certain scenes to guide Turin's fear or resistance, then this dream world will appear a lot Correct the existence of the 'fear element'. This is a kind of self-protection of thinking. Once this protection mechanism appears, it represents the dream world itself, and there will be a maintenance standard. The framework of order may also be built. " While running wildly, Sunflower said to Hanfeng who was forming a team beside her.

"So... your creation of fear is to induce a giant swarm of bees?" asked the monk who turned into a cold wind and surrounded the sunflowers.

"We have to do subtraction, not addition. We can't use the thinking of adults...or even monks to frame a child who may not even know what is right and wrong, good and evil. We can only find in his cognition. Things that might scare him," Sunflower said.