As the inherent infamous reputation of this place gradually spread, bold monks from the world gathered to conduct some obvious or shameful transactions with the evil ghosts there.

Before it knew it, it evolved into the largest trading place in the Three Realms.

But there are indeed many evil ghosts in this place, and there are no rules for restraint. Strength is the most important thing, and the orders are intercepted halfway, ghosts eat ghosts, ghosts eat people, and people kill ghosts everywhere.

Bai Tang thought about managing space at the beginning, but the darkness of this world was full of chaos and loopholes, so he could not control it at all.

And no matter how powerful he is, he is not as good as he can make up space everywhere.

Jiang Futing had a mask with a different style from Bai Tang on his face. After all, he was still a human being, so he was always right to be careful.

After entering the Ghost Realm, there were many people wearing masks like them along the way.

The training place Bai Tang chose for him last time was a very well-known arena, and there are still no rules. Whether it is a human or a ghost, leaving your energy traces on the sky-high stone pillar in the middle of the arena is considered to be an registration.

The sky-raising stone pillar is an important mark in the arena, rising from the ground and towering into the clouds.

It is engraved with a lifelike dragon, circling up from the bottom of the stone pillar, as if it is about to break out of the sky!

All applicants stand together in the arena. Even if they leave the venue, they lose, and the winner will be the one who can persevere until the end.

The last time was Bai Tang who took him to play. Jiang Futing insisted that he had reached half of the game and was already the limit, so he came down by himself. Bai Tang insisted that he had less interest and stepped down voluntarily after he had left more than ten people.

The main thing is to retain strength. If you show off your talents, you will easily be targeted by other people and ghosts in this kind of place. As for what you want, only these people and ghosts themselves know.

The winner's lottery has no rigid regulations every time, just a small weapon. Bai Tang looked down on him and was even less interested in fighting.

When I walked to the arena again this time, from a distance, the stage was already full of ghosts, and I couldn't see the number clearly in layers.

The area of ​​the arena itself is very large, at least the size of a large gymnasium, and it is no problem to stuff tens of thousands of ghosts on the stage.

Bai Tang chose a tricky angle from the corner of the Taiwan side and just could see the whole audience clearly. He patted Jiang Futing's arm: "Remember to come back alive!"

Jiang Futing had no extra thoughts except sewing his mouth, and simply left a sentence: "I've gone up."

After he finished speaking, he floated up.

The only benefit of the soul body is that it is light and convenient, and the disadvantage is that it cannot be hurt. It will take a long time to nourish the soul.

He raised his hand, and the gray gas bounced out and printed on the stone pillar in the middle. The moment he encountered it, the stone pillar lit up slightly, and then quickly dimmed.

The load capacity on the stage quickly reached its limit. A male ghost in a black robe suddenly emerged from the middle of the stone pillar. He stretched out his dry palm, and a broken rusty stone was suspended on the palm.

The moment Jiang Futing saw the thing clearly, a strange wave suddenly came from his chest, and his eyes changed.

Didn’t the things in my chest fall asleep all the time? Why did it suddenly happen?

He realized something and looked at the things in his hand again. His eyes suddenly became cold and his whole body was about to solidify.

The ghosts in the audience were confused about the things in the black robe's hand for a while and began to discuss them.

"What's this thing? Are you fooling us!"

"Caitou is getting more and more trash, and there is no meaning at all. Take out a broken stone and iron to show off!"

"That's it! Take some to bring

You're so excited! We're not interested in fighting!"

The black robe snorted coldly, and a thick and cold ghost aura surged out of her body with a strong gale, covering the entire field.

The power of absolute suppression shocked the souls!

It was okay for Jiang Futing. The moment he hummed in the black robe, he quickly wrapped himself up with turbid air.

As for the ghost with a slightly inferior ability, the soul body instantly became much weaker and could not hold on for half a breath. Before he even started, he went down in shame.

The souls on the field were silent under his suppression.

The most powerful person who just shouted could not wait to sew his mouth up at this moment.

This adult usually talks little, but it lasts for a long time. This group of self-righteous ants really think that his elephant is dead and can trample on it at will.

Although the wide black hat covered his cheeks, he could still feel his disdain and contempt when he investigated the audience.

It was not until the ghost below began to tremble in groups under his sinister aura that he spoke again with satisfaction, but the unhappiness in his tone was quite obvious.

"Some of you are cultivating in by human cultivation, and some are ghosts who have been cultivating for hundreds of years. Some of you should know that hundreds of millions of years ago, the world was divided into two, and this was the Taichu period."

Jiang Futing also knew these things that he had seen in the book "Tiannis of Taoism" given by Bai Tang.

But what Black Robe said next was beyond his cognition.

"But do you know that before Taichu, the world was turbid, and it was Hongyuan." When Black Rou said this, there was an indescribable yearning and excitement of surrender in her tone.

"There is no heaven, the earth has no earth, all living things have no life. At that time, there was no time and space, everything was vast."

When he said this, Bai Tang, who had been living in the corner, suddenly looked up, and his shimmering eyes condensed into a cold look.

The words of the black robe seem to be demonic and indescribable attraction. The people on the field were as serious as hearing an elder with a profound Taoist teachings, and no ghosts blinked.

"In the turbidity, after hundreds of millions of years, a green lotus was bred, with five leaves, twenty-four petals, and formed lotus seeds ten thousand years later."

"The lotus seeds are cracked, the green lotus and leaves are both petrified, and the shape is a magic weapon, containing the supreme eternal power and turbid air. This is the first magic weapon that was born from the heaven and earth, and its power is endless."

Black Robe was particularly excited and his heart was surging. His voice was like a drum shaking, spreading out from the middle of the arena.

After he said that, he was afraid that others would not believe it, so he spoke with confidence and emphasized the things in his hand loudly: "And this thing! It's that magical weapon!"

A thunderous sound echoed in the arena.

The words of the Black Robe were indeed very touching. Even many ghosts present were lit with passion and desire to compete.

A little more rational, the desire in my eyes burned for a while and then went out.

If this magic weapon is really as powerful as he said, why would he still be willing to use it as a lottery?

It’s too late to hide such a rare treasure, even if you can hide it tightly, so you can take it out for others to show it?

I'm afraid it's just a name!

Even if it is something that was before Taichu, it is unknown whether it is really material or a broken stone!

Some ghosts who think the lottery is not worthy of it jumped off the fighting stage one after another.

But Jiang Futing's eyes could be said to be the firmest among all the ghosts present, because the things that had been hidden in his chest for a long time had been trembling since the beginning, and he almost couldn't even press back.

It looks like

The Taoist priest who was in the broken room last time said that this thing and power were the beginning of the world, which was not wrong at all.

The black robe's hand must be the remaining pieces of this artifact.

He turned around and looked at Bai Tang in the corner of the Gladiatorium. Bai Tang seemed to have noticed his gaze just now and looked away at him.

The other party's eyes made him persist quite obvious.

The iron block in the black robe's hand did not fluctuate any energy, even if the one in his hand was real.

Obviously, he only knows this thing, nor does he know whether it has any effect or method of use.

If it is fake, just treat yourself as a training session here.

Ten minutes later, those who were unwilling to bet on their lives for such unscrupulous things all stepped down one after another, and there were also a few more powerful souls among them.

The longer the existence like them, the more careful they cherish their lives.

At this moment, nearly half of the ghosts were missing on the stage. Originally, Jiang Futing was still crowded around him, so he could have no room for maneuver.

Black Rou put away the things in her hand, and turned around quietly in the middle of the Gladiatorial Tower, shouting loudly: "Gladiator! Begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the gladiator stage was like a dark night, and the aperture of black energy continued to emerge. There were only a few monks on earth, with different energy colors, which were particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

There were chasing battles at the beginning, and most people started from the people around them and attacked whoever they caught.

Jiang Futing lightly avoided the messy attacks around him, and many of them were called by accident from a distance.

This will be mixed with all kinds of ghosts, and he has no intention of taking action blindly.

It is just a simple avoidance move, unless there is a close soul. If it is a ghost, it will be dispersed with one move, and if it is a human, it will leave half of its life for the other party.

After a few rounds, one-third of the number on the field was cleared again, and the space for activity became slightly larger, and the moves attacking him began to be more sharp than before.

That is, now, he can warm up a little.

His eyes changed his previous state of hiding. As long as he attacked him, he would fight back.

There were a few little ghosts who had been watching him for a long time and treated him as a monkey to play with him. Then they realized that it was them who were being played with him as a monkey!

Many evil spirits who were ashamed and angry suddenly surged and rushed towards him with all their might.

The onlookers below looked gloating and watching the show, and some of them started to bet on the spot now.

The underworld coins are not valuable in such places. Those with treasures usually suppress the treasures. Those without treasures bet on their own parts, tongue, arms, legs, feet, or simply push their souls out.

The more lively the gladiator are, the more lively the audience is.

Bai Tang stood in the corner calmly, not nervous at all because of the strong encounter in the darkness on the stage who was staring at his junior brother. He just kept his eyes floating on the sky-high stone pillar in the middle of the Gladiator.

Jiang Futing quickly solved several ghosts in the middle of the situation, and the remaining few knew that he was not a good deal of trouble, so he went to the distance to find other people who were easy to bully.

He would still be idle for a while, unless a few people who were far away would provoke him.

During the battle, the number of people was very fast, and there was not even one-third of the number of people on the venue at the beginning.

Jiang Futing felt that his performance this time was better than last time. The main reason was that after the last training, his mental power expanded very quickly and his durability improved a lot.
Chapter completed!