"The God Clan's little

Son, don’t you dare to go into the ring?”

The tall and mighty foreign corpse leader provoked the general, Zhutian asked: "You are imprisoned up there, can't you come down?"

"You guessed it right, I'll be waiting for you up there."

"Just wait, I'm leaving."

Zhutian said and turned around to leave without any regrets. Seeing that he was about to walk out of the fourth underground floor, the tall and powerful alien corpse leader could not hold back his anger and shouted:

"God boy, let me tell you the rules of this arena."

"Tell me about it."

Zhutian turned around but did not go back, standing in the distance looking at him.

Seeing Zhu Tian's interest, the tall and powerful alien corpse leader said: "This arena is a competition arena with a reward space. The winner can enter the reward space to receive rewards."

"How is the outcome of the game determined?"

Zhutian asked again, and the tall and mighty alien corpse leader replied: "Two people compete with the defender. The first one to win ten rounds will win."

"Who is the Keeper?"

"The defenders are false figures created by the arena, condensed by the brute force of stars, but they also have regulations."

"What rules?"

"Those who have reached the Immortal Realm of Star Brute Strength are prohibited from entering the ring."

"Then why are you in the ring? Your star strength cultivation should be far beyond the realm of immortality, right? And the three wolf kings under you should also be holy beasts, right?"

"This arena is a sacred weapon. I want to get it and use methods to deceive my cultivation. I want to be trapped and killed by the hateful gods."

"Holy weapon...then what's its use? Is it just for fighting?"

"Yes, this is an arena designed for fighting. In addition to the reward space, it also has another function."

"What does it do?"

"Every time a fighter defeats a defender, he will receive a star brute force reward. Although I won't use this thing, it is a good thing to use to temper the younger members of the family."

"There are many types of star brute force. Can this arena condense the figures of each type of star brute force?"

"Yes, this is the precious thing about this arena. It has all the star brute force in the Zhoutian Sea of ​​Stars. You can use any star brute force to condense the human form to fight with the challenger."

"Then why don't you have Star Brute fighting with you in the ring?"

"God boy, I am a dead person!"

The tall and mighty corpse chief of the foreign tribe uttered every word with a ferocious look on his face.

"I see."

Zhutian said as he walked back and climbed directly onto the ring.

He must accept this battle, because he came here to get the reward of Jingwu. He pretended to leave before, just to scare the tall and powerful alien corpse leader.

But the actual outcome was beyond the expectations of Zhutian and the alien corpse chief.

It is true that this arena possesses the brute force of all the stars in Zhou Tian, ​​but it only lacks the brute force of the Dongxing, and cannot gather the figures of the Dongxing barbarians.

Zhu Tian is a stranger, and since he entered the ring, the ring has been in motion. As a result, he had no opponent to fight, so he won without fighting. He only stayed on the stage for one second and entered the reward space directly.

Dong Xingman is so terrifying that even the Sacred Artifact Arena has to give him the green light.

"No!"

Desperate roars were heard, and the tall and powerful alien corpses disappeared in fear, including the three-headed wolf king corpses.

In this additional trial, Zhutian is already the winner, so there is no need for them to exist anymore.

In the collapsed ruined tower,

All the foreigners stared at the stone tablet, praying that the divine trialists would return victoriously as soon as possible, so that the pure mist rewards could expel the corpse poison from their bodies.

Once upon a time, they hated the Gods. Now, in order to survive, they prayed for the Gods' testers.
Chapter completed!