The strongest god of war system

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Three days passed by in a blink of an eye, and Lei Ming's injuries were completely recovered, and his cultivation level became even more refined, reaching the half-peak level.

Wu Shi was also formally accepted as a disciple by Long Meng, taught him his unique skills, and even broke through to the upper level of Soul Tempering.

In this way, the three people representing the Wanxiang Palace, Lei Ming, Huo Ling'er, and Wu Shi, along with the mythical beast Moon Wolf, officially embarked on the journey of this competition.

The mountain in front of Qiankun was already full of people, and the heads of people on the surrounding mountains were jumping up and down like ants, making Lei Ming feel a sense of shock and excitement.[

The rising sun had just risen, and all the sects from the sixth to ninth levels were already standing in front of the Qiankun Mountain, and most of their cultivation levels were in the two realms of Soul Tempering and Spirit Tempering.

In the crowd, there are faces full of excitement and hope, and warriors are clenching their fists and preparing to fight for their fate. They are all looking forward to it. The once-in-a-century martial arts competition is about to begin today.

Lei Ming, three people and one wolf were standing in such an environment, and it was inevitable that they would feel a little fanatical and surging in their hearts. How happy it would be to fight against the heroes of the world and become famous.

At this moment, suddenly a purple cloud floated in the sky, and a figure followed him. Lei Ming narrowed his eyes. This figure was very familiar. If he was right, he should be Huangfu Zishan from that day.

The figure stood on the top of the mountain. This figure appeared. It was Huangfu Zishan who was wearing a purple robe, with a flat chest and a beautiful appearance. As Huangfu Zishan appeared, the crowd turned from noisy to silent.

, all of them stared at Huangfu Zishan standing in the sky.

"Have you seen it? This is Huangfu Zishan, known as the Three Kings of Qiankun Palace. He is a strong competitor for the next palace master. Oh my God, when will I reach such a state? Even death will be worth it.

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"Wow, it's Huangfu Zishan, one of the Three Kings. He's so handsome. It would be great if I could marry him."

Discussing in low voices one by one, Lei Ming finally knew the identity of Huangfu Zishan, the three kings of Qiankun Palace, one of the eight super sects, and a strong competitor for the palace master of the next realm. With such an identity, thinking about the scene that day, it was also

Not surprising.

"Okay, today is the day when the sect competition begins. Please remember, except during the competition, no killing is allowed, otherwise the strong men in my palace will personally kill the murderers." Huangfu Zishan said lazily, with a beautiful face.

There was no trace of murderous intent in his words, but his words made people believe him, just because he was Huangfu Zishan.

"You all enter the most treasured world of Qiankun in my palace. Each of your factions will receive a token. There you can kill as much as you want. If you destroy a sect, you will get their token. In seven days, you will get the token.

The top twenty players can enter the next level of competition." As he spoke, Huangfu Zishan waved his hand and held out a palm-sized purple cauldron. The cauldron was dark purple in color and was surrounded by a lush purple mist.

"Okay, the competition begins, everyone enters the world of Qiankun!" Huangfu Zishan waved his hand, and in an instant, countless warriors in the Qiankun Qianshan Mountains rushed towards the furnace like locusts, and as they left the furnace,

Getting closer and closer, their figures became smaller and smaller, and then they entered directly into the furnace.

Lei Ming looked at the people around him: "Okay, let's go in too." As he spoke, he took Huo Ling'er's hand and turned it into a thunderbolt that shot into the furnace.

Seeing this, Yue Lang and Wu Shi followed closely behind. The human figures were like dragons sucking water, rushing into the world of Qiankun. It was not until there was no one else on the Qiankun Mountains that Huangfu Zishan waved his hand to raise the cauldron.

Then the figure slowly fell. As its figure fell, a small pavilion of purple bamboo appeared and sat on the ground. There was a table in the center of the pavilion, with a pot of tea on it, still steaming. Huangfu Zishan strolled to the

I sat there in the pavilion and drank tea leisurely.

In the world of Qiankun, Lei Ming and others have arrived. This world of Qiankun is a marginal desert, and the sun is scorching. When everyone arrives, a black token appears in the hands of the masters of each sect, with a word written on it.

Big: the word Wu.

When everyone fell, killings began. Some unlucky and weak sects randomly landed next to some sixth-level sects, and were instantly devoured and destroyed.

And some sects with comparable strength were randomly descended on places not far from each other. They met like enemies and were extremely jealous. For a time, the entire world of Qiankun was filled with killings, the earth was stained with blood, and lives were like grass at this moment.

Generally, someone falls down all the time.

And where Lei Ming and others arrived, there was already a sect with its fangs lit up, waiting for the enemy to arrive.

"Kill them and seize the token!" Just when Lei Ming and others had just arrived, a loud shout rang out, and a hundred warriors rushed towards Lei Ming and others like locusts, with an astonishing momentum.

Lei Ming turned his head, twisted his eyes, and raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth: "Looking for death." These hundred or so warriors are all warriors at the lower level of Soul Tempering, and the strongest one is at the mid-level Soul Tempering.

He is the leader of this sect. Although his strength is average, he has a large number of people, so overall his strength is pretty good.[

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Lang's snow-white body roared and rushed towards the crowd. Killing had already filled Yue Lang's heart. At this moment, it also needed to be released and killed.

Huo Ling'er was even more impressive. A huge flame dragon rose into the sky and rushed into the crowd with her charming body. Her body seemed to be dancing, but the god of death was coming.

Lei Ming patted his forehead. These two guys had greater murderous intent than him. Then he said to Wushi, whose eyes were already red, "Take care of yourself." After saying that, he waved and rushed into the crowd.

For a moment, a cold light flashed in the crowd, fire rose, and poisonous gas filled the air, like Abi Hell, corpses fell one after another, and the ground was stained with blood.

While the killings were going on in the world of Qiankun, Huangfu Zishan was sitting leisurely and contentedly in the Zizhu Pavilion drinking tea. However, the appearance of a figure out of thin air broke this comfort.

Huangfu Zishan didn't seem to notice that a figure appeared in front of him. He was still drinking and his eyes were slightly lowered, giving people a lazy feeling.

The man who appeared was dressed in black, had short hair, eyes like eagle eyes, energetic and sharp, and his thin body stood with his hands behind his back.

"Huangfu Zishan, you are in a good mood. There are constant killings in the world of Qiankun, but you are in such a good mood. Not bad, not bad." The man in black said in a hoarse voice.

Huangfu Zishan shook his head, put down the cup in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at the man in black in front of him: "What does their life and death have to do with me? Besides, those who died were only those with low strength, such as those in the martial arts world of Nuo Da.

How many people are there? If they die, they will die. If it weren't for the desires in their hearts, would they come to participate in the competition? Will they die if they don't come? Also, I discovered something..." After saying that, Huangfu Zishan stood up and pressed his hands

He propped himself up on the table, with a slight smile of disdain on his lips: "I find you are getting more and more stupid, right?"

The man in black did not change at all: "It's up to you. I came because the palace master has something to say. He asked you to keep the death rate to a minimum. After all, in the territory of my Qiankun Palace, so many people died, which hurts Tianhe."

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After speaking, the figure of the man in black disappeared like mist.

Huangfu Zishan sat in the pavilion again and picked up the cup: "**." The person who said this was definitely not the palace owner of Qiankun Palace, but the man in black.

But at this moment, the cup in Huangfu Zishan's hand suddenly exploded and cracked, the scalding tea spilled out, and heat rose.

"Interesting." Huangfu Zishan wiped his white palms and said with a smile.

In the world of Qiankun, Lei Ming and others were already covered in blood, but the blood was the blood of the enemy. The white clothes they wore when they came had been dyed into red robes, and corpses were lying on the ground.

The only ones left standing on the battlefield were Lei Ming, a few people, and the mid-level leader of Spirit Tempering. The leader's body was crumbling, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"No, I can't die. I still want to lead the sect to the Qiankun Palace. I still want to be famous all over the world and be respected by thousands of people. No, I can't die!" The man roared like crazy, and suddenly a cold light passed by.

, his head rose into the sky, spraying a stream of blood with it.

The figure of Lei Ming stood beside him holding a sword, looking at the body that collapsed and shook his head.

"Death is your final destination."