Fantasy: Starting From The Chaotic Body

Gu Changsheng did not continue to guess about the identity of the master of the Wandao Business League.

Whether it's an enemy or a friend, at least on the bright side, no one dares to do anything to him.

Immediately, he thought of something, and his eyes were slightly thoughtful.

"The death row has attracted a lot of people..."

Immediately afterwards.

The powerful and majestic divine sense protruded out, knocking out the cultivator who came all around.

The vast majority are young arrogances of various religions.

Among them, there are his old acquaintances.

Ying Nie who came riding a green bull!

Back then in the Holy Tomb of the Northern Wilderness, Gu Changsheng not only took away his primordial primordial qi root, but also killed his clone.

But see you now.

Ying Nie's aura is even more mysterious and profound, even stronger than before.

On the surface, it seems that the atmosphere is changing from place to place.

But the real Realm is not easy to say.

Ying Nie, as the son of the longevity winner, is naturally not a simple person.

Soon, he realized that this prying spirit was of course related to Gu Changsheng's failure to hide it.

"Which senior is spying on me, but you want to provoke me, the longevity winner?" Ying Nie said in a deep voice.

Such a majestic and terrifying divine sense is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators can have, it is definitely an old antique.

After finishing speaking, a layer of mysterious aura spread from the Taoist robe on his body, turning into a haze15, preventing Gu Changsheng from continuing to spy.

"This guy seems to have obtained some other treasure. This luck is comparable to a son of fortune." Gu Changsheng couldn't help being surprised by this.

And he noticed.

This time, the green ox that Ying Nie was riding was also very miraculous, full of mysterious Taoism.

"The man just now was very young, not a senior."

After Gu Changsheng's divine sense disappeared.

The green bull suddenly spit out human words and said to Ying Nie.

Hearing this, Ying Nie was taken aback, and then a look of confusion and disbelief appeared on his face.

"how is this possible..………"

"But the breath seems a little familiar, I have seen it before... No, Gu Changsheng!"

"It's you!"

After reacting, his face was suddenly cold and murderous!

Soon, Gu Changsheng noticed another figure.

He is of medium build, with an ordinary face, walking from the lake.

Walking is very slow, but every step seems to be stepping on the lines of time and space!

This person.

Immediately felt Gu Changsheng's spying.

"Which Taoist brother? Why don't you show up and see?"

The man in gray said softly, his expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

Then, seeing that there was no reply, he frowned slightly.

At the next moment, the eyes seemed to have turned into two black holes, and a little bit of divine light flickered in them, piercing through and following them.

"This man is a bit interesting, he actually suppressed the Tao around him." Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and then his divine sense swept down like a stone!

The following eyes burst into the void immediately.

"My life... seems to have an enemy."

The man in gray seemed to be stunned, and then murmured quietly to himself.

"In the center of the death row is a stage of life and death cast with patterns, and every time there are death row prisoners on both sides, they will be pushed up to fight for life and death."

"The disciples of the big clans and the disciples of the big religion in the seats around them were bidding and guessing to determine the value of those death row prisoners. y

"The one who is alive will become the auction item of all the guests in the seat, and the one with the highest price will buy it."

"That's the rule here."

At the seat, after withdrawing his spiritual thoughts, Chu Qingxuan said to Gu Changsheng while eating spiritual fruit and drinking spiritual wine.

He is obviously a regular visitor here and is very familiar with the rules here.

Gu Changsheng and Su Xiaoxuan came here for the first time.

Hearing this, Su Xiaoxuan couldn't help but gasped.

This is too miserable, right?

Once on the stage of life and death, only one can survive?

She couldn't help but feel some sympathy for those condemned prisoners.

"The person who established the rules here has some ideas. Hearing this, Gu Changsheng didn't have much sympathy, and said indifferently, "But those who can be sent here must not have been good people before. "

"Of course, there are also those ethnic groups who were defeated and became slaves."

"My son is right. Many of these death row prisoners have committed heinous crimes before, and they can't help themselves."

"Give them a chance now, and naturally they will firmly grasp it."

Chu Qingxuan couldn't help but agree.

The two have seen a lot, not because they think that human nature has only one side.

soon.

In the surrounding seats, there are also many cultivators seated, among them are not only young talents, but also many old or old antiques and old evildoers.

Just a breath of air revealed made many people palpitate and their complexions turn pale.

However, there is a cover screen next to each seat, so it is impossible to see the characters in it.

also.

In the death row, there is no such regulation prohibiting fighting.

So it is often seen that some cultivators fight for a valuable death row in person.

But the premise is that you must have the qualifications for this competition.

Tonight's death row battle hasn't started yet, and many cultivators around here are starting to talk about it.

The voice is very low, but those who can come here are not simple people, so they can hear it clearly.

"I heard that the death row prisoners tonight were all transported across the star field from other places, and some of them even had their genocide and were on the verge of extinction."

"Yeah, I heard that the one who made the move was a member of the ancient royal family, who directly carried the handed down sacred artifacts and wiped out that side's forces. These are all remnants..."

"This is a big deal. If you can get the Treasure Bone Race Art from those prisoners, it will definitely not be a loss!"

"But there are a lot of people here today, I guess we can't grab them.

They were all new faces that had never been seen before, and even some disciples of Immortal forces showed up.

"Just now I saw the one suspected to be the ancient emperor... But I'm not sure if it's true, because the aura is too terrifying, I dare not take a second look... 060.

"Have you noticed that the first few seats today are full of people, I guess they might be the heirs of Immortal orthodoxy!"

Not long.

The seats around are almost full of cultivators.

It was very lively.

It can be said that the number of cultivators in the death row in the ancient city of Wangyue is the largest in the millennium!

The face of the cultivator in charge was also full of excitement, as if he was about to witness a miracle.

"My lord, it's time to start." Chu Qingxuan said in a low voice.

Gu Changsheng nodded and looked around.

"Welcome everyone to the death row tonight. It's still the old rules. The death row is in charge of fighting, and everyone is responsible for watching the excitement..."

An old man in gray robe who was in charge walked towards the center with a smile and made a gesture of pressing down, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

His Cultivation Base is the God King environment.

Horror coercion shrouded down, making everyone quiet all of a sudden.

Now that the False God Realm is already an old man, a God King Realm appears, which obviously represents a terrifying power.

At least in the arena, no one dared to make a provocative voice.

Soon, the surroundings quieted down, and eyes gathered one after another, staring at the field!

After the gray-robed old man finished speaking, he didn't hesitate.

He nodded, and then waved his hand, and the life and death platform suddenly shone with divine light, and the patterns lit up, turning into a cage with a range of hundreds of miles!

On both sides, cultivators soon came pushing prison carts.

There is a Daoist figure imprisoned in each prison car.