Global Gods: I Have Loaded The Immortal Cultivation Mod

[Tip: A special rule of isolation is detected, and the function of returning the bracelet to the main ship fails. Please contact the federal rescue team in time to prevent accidents. 】

Lu Ze was enveloped by the divine light and landed. Before he could react, he heard an emergency notification from his divine bracelet.

When he calmed down, he found that he was wrapped in a pale golden translucent light mask. Far away opposite him was Ye Shaohuang, a federal student from Nanfeng City like him.

Everyone is arranged clockwise.

At this time, Ye Shaohuang was frantically attacking the light golden mask with a look of fear on his face.

Obviously, he also received a reminder that the teleportation bracelet was isolated.

It's just that his performance seemed a little too uncompressed.

The faces of the others were also filled with uneasiness.

Before the life and death crisis, the young federal students still exposed their lack of training.

Suddenly, a shocking roar sounded in the arena.

A purple thunder fell from the void.

Hitting Ye Shaohuang accurately.

His whole body was scorched black by the electricity, and he fell to the ground twitching.

[Contestant No. 9 wantonly attacks the protective shield, violates the rules of the arena, is deprived of the qualification for the trial, and is regarded as a loser. 】

[His fate will be judged soon! ! 】

[Please prepare other trial players for the trial. 】

The mechanical rules announcement sounded at the same time.

All the students looked shocked.

Even Lu Ze was shocked by the dominance and ruthlessness of the Arena of Truth.

But he knew that someone was behind it.

Otherwise, his final trial in the middle of the process would not be suddenly interrupted.

He narrowed his eyes and his eyes became sharper.

Looking at the high demigod who also became a trial player, the Jackal.

His instinct told him that everything had to do with this guy.

Especially the changes in his appearance and breath, as if he was a different person, were extremely disturbing.

Sensing Lu Ze's eyes, the former high-ranking gnoll demigod who had been replaced by Yeguno, the god of deceit and gnolls, turned around and showed a cruel and cunning smile.

He pointed at Ye Shaohuang provocatively.

He made a gesture of wiping his neck.

And as his movements fell, a series of false chants sounded in the arena, and an indescribable and somewhat tattered phantom of the scales appeared in the sky above the pale golden light shield where Ye Shaohuang was.

Countless divine patterns of mysterious laws are looming on it.

While everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, Ye Shaohuang was caught by a transparent divine belt without any resistance and fell into one end of the judgment scale.

At the same time, countless illusory phantoms of law appeared on the other side.

The originally illusory chanting gradually became clearer and louder.

Everyone can hear it.

But couldn't hear the content clearly.

It felt like someone was reciting Ye Shaohuang's eulogy on the trial stage.

As the chanting continued, Ye Shaohuang, who was wrapped in the divine light of the golden law, seemed to be a sinner, being analyzed, examined, and punished.

The end of the scale where he was lying was slowly lifted upwards.

Lift!

Lift! !

Until there is no way to rise, reaching the top! ! !

Then, I heard Ye Shaohuang, who was still unconscious, let out a shrill scream, and then exploded with a "bang".

Beng Fei's flesh and blood was quickly consumed by countless divine lights.

In the blink of an eye, only a few points of divinity were left floating up and down.

Finally, it disappeared into the void together with the phantom of Libra.

"Weird, weird!"

"This trial is a conspiracy!!"

Although the pale golden light shield isolated everyone, it did not isolate the sound.

Even after witnessing Ye Shaohuang's death, Yan Wei still had no faith.

Obviously one second, they were still racking up points, and he was still shouting Ye Shaochang and Ye Shaodan behind the opponent, but the next second, the opponent was dead.

What frightened him even more was that he was much weaker than Ye Shaohuang, and even Ye Shaohuang could not pass the trial of fate.

With his strength, he may be even more dead.

"Quit, I want to quit the trial!!"

Yan Wei shouted in the Arena of Truth like a child who had not grown up, but the only response he received was the mechanical announcement of the start of the trial match.

"The matching match starts immediately, and the random matching starts."

"The first game: No. 1 vs. No. 13, No. 2 vs. No. 7, No. 3 vs. No. 14, No. 4 vs. No. 17... No. 9 has a bye."

"No. 9 gets a bye? Who is No. 9?!"

"It's me, I'm actually No. 9, hahahaha, hahahaha..."

Yan Wei's sad and happy, slightly crazy laughter kept ringing in the arena.

Hearing this, Lu Ze shook his head.

Greenhouse flowers that have never experienced wind and rain are simply unsightly to see when exposed to strong winds and rain! !

What's more, it's only the first game, is it too early to be so happy at this time? !

Wait, it’s coming! !

He looked away with a solemn expression, feeling his body become weightless again.

He is No. 1, and the randomly matched opponent is No. 13.

In this situation, no matter who he is matched with, he has to go all out. Ye Shaohuang's experience is ahead of him, and he doesn't want to die.

The opponent arrives on the battlefield before he does.

As soon as he landed, he heard a somewhat dark voice from across the Independence Arena: "Jie Jie, it's not that enemies don't get together!!"

"Federation boy, do you remember me?!"

Lu Ze: "???"

He looked intently, and across from him was a guy wrapped in black mist, surrounded by the power of Death. He was clearly a high-level demigod of the Death system.

“Own is a bit unlucky!!”

"I met this guy in the first round, a new high-level indigenous demigod of the Death system."

"However, it sounds like He knows himself. Have you ever seen Him?"

Lu Ze recalled carefully, it was obviously the first time they met.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of something.

"Is it you, the Death demigod who invaded my divine domain?!"

"Jie Jie, yes, I suffered a big loss at your hands at that time. Not only did I lose a little bit of my divinity, but I was also chased around by a group of brats."

"However, who can say clearly about destiny? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to find the Ancient God Formation buried deep in the ground and come to this wonderful place."

"Now...it's time for you to pay off your debt!!!"

By the end, Grus's voice was as cold as the ice of Death.

The boundless dark mist began to spread on the battlefield with Him as the center.

The competition in the Arena of Truth is divided into two types: the duel between the gods and the dependents. Obviously, the high demigod of Death, Grus, took the lead in making the choice.

He wanted to have a physical duel with Lu Ze, a rookie who had just become a demigod, so that the battle could be resolved quickly without losing a single member of his family.

As for Pristo and Toguyev's losses at the hands of Lu Ze.

Although Gruss understood it, he didn't take it seriously.

A newly promoted demigod can put them at a disadvantage, and he is really too incompetent.

If he hadn't just arrived, and if he happened to catch up with the invasion of a large number of federal students, Gruss himself would have wanted to have a good meeting with them.

You must know that the resources of Varro Continent are limited. It is too scarce to raise three high-level demigods, so one is most suitable.

Lu Ze didn't know what Grus was thinking.

But for him to choose to fight in person, he couldn't wish for it.

Death-type gods have unique characteristics in cultivating and consuming their families. As long as they have corpses, they can raise an army of the dead overnight.

Unlike ordinary gods, it takes a long time to cultivate a dependent family.

What's particularly critical is that Lu Ze still has too few high-quality family members at this time.

No need to compromise here.

Therefore, it is more in line with each other's wishes to speak with fists.