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Li Shaoqing and Tian Rong entered the Heavenly Tower's demonic guests before heading straight to the courtyard where their group lived. Li Shaoqing and Tian Rong entered the Heavenly Tower's evil guests before walking directly to the courtyard where their group of people lived.

However, the law did not punish the crowd. Moreover, everyone who saw them had this kind of expression, so the two of them could not say anything.

In the courtyard, a man was happily cultivating while a man and a mouse were both standing by the side. The man walked over with a smile on his face as he looked at the man in pain and said, "Third brother, stop messing around. I still don't know about you. Actually, you like this kind of abnormal training the most. "

"F * ck, Fourth Brother, what are you talking about?" The heavens are making things difficult for me. Using my own body to carry ten thousand kilograms of stones, I still have to walk one hundred meters under that abnormal pressure. Do you think that it's easy for me? " The man said. He was indeed Li TienNiu.

And the identities of the other two people were also obvious ? Tian Rong and Ao Ming.

Ao Ming laughed as he looked at Tian Rong, "Little Tian Rong, not bad, your bloodline power has increased by a lot, even my current cultivation level has been affected. I wonder just how strong you'll be after you reach maturity."

After conversing with Li Tieniu for a while, Li Shaoqing also walked over. Looking at his Senior Brother Ao Ming, he had a special feeling in his heart. He blurted out, "Senior Brother, you've changed a lot. Could it be that you've entered that realm? That's impossible!"

Ao Ming smiled as he looked at Li Shaoqing, "Your perception is very strong, I presume your gains these past few days are not small. But I didn't enter that realm, and of course I was fast. Alright, let's cut it short. What are you two here for today? I don't believe that you can cultivate here safely. "

"Eh." Li Shaoqing scratched his head. "We want to know where that guy, Ke Xiao, went to."

"Don't you know that he left with you?" Ao Ming said with a strange face, "Oh, no wonder, if you knew, you wouldn't have let this madman go." Kesha went to the Death's Killing Fields to be a death warrior. "

"But you're good. Giving him the Star Protection Ring, aren't you afraid that he'll give it to you?" Ao Ming joked, then roared at Li Tieniu who was eavesdropping, "Don't be lazy, otherwise you'll be in trouble."

"I believe him. I'll be leaving first."

"Mm, let's go first."

After Tian Rong and Li Shaoqing left, Ao Ming mumbled to himself, "The Demon Area should be opening soon. After the competition ends, these youths will come over. Minghe is also very impatient and is already bringing Ao over there. Little Ao is going to have a hard time. " Thinking this, Ao Ming 'had a flash of inspiration'. He suddenly thought of a way to train Li TienNiu.

"Oh Steel Ox, your improvement is great right now. How about this, I'll add another training method for you ?"

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The following omitted 300 words, and the process of Li TienNiu being brutalized.

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"Big brother, where is the Death God Slaughter Grounds?"

In Li Shaoqing's mind, all kinds of information about the Death God Killing Fields began to appear.

Death's Killing Fields: With killing as the main theme, a person who believes that no matter how strong a person is, they are not a true genius if they haven't entered the bloodbath or the flames.

A place that didn't take human life as human life, a place that was the only place that killed people in Dongling City.

There were slave martial artists within the slaughterhouse. They didn't have their own lives, and the only thing they had left was to fight and kill their opponents.

There were cultivators there who risked their lives to break through. They had signed a contract with the Killing Fields for at least ten days, and their lives were on the line. They were known as Death Warriors.

Death Warriors battled every day. Their opponents were slave warriors who fought for their survival, or berserk demonic beasts that they bought, or perverted demonic beasts that they raised since they were young. Every day, they fought at least one person.

There were battles in the slave martial arts room as well. If they didn't want to die, they would fight until the end. These fights were for the powerful cultivators who had bought tickets to watch.

Other than these, if the two of them had a grudge of life and death in the Eastern Tomb City, they could also come here and fight to the death. Of course, the price was very high, but it was absolutely fair.

Other than these, the killing fields' income was only the tickets, as well as the slave cultivators or powerful demonic beasts that had broken their record.

There were also legends among the slave warriors in the Killing Fields. He had fought 3,650 battles in five years, and on average, he had fought two battles a day. His opponent had ruthlessly torn him to shreds and was extremely powerful.

He, with his status as a slave martial artist, had obtained the training of the slaughterhouse's great resources in a single go. He had gone from being a slave that everyone despised, to being a prodigy of the slaughterhouse. In the end, he had become the third place in the Imperial City Tournament.

He was the target of all the dream slave martial artists.

Thinking of this, Li Shaoqing also began to praise Ke Xiao's courage. It was not that he could not, but he was just too dispirited. He was just too a playboy in the past.

Now that the dragon was beginning to show its scales, he could take off.

Li Shaoqing laughed. This is the true brother of me, Li Shaoqing.

In the ticket purchasing hall of the Death God Slaughter Field, it was packed full of people.

In addition, people were all betting money in their hands. That's right, other than the income, the killing fields were also the owners, opening up a huge gambling den for the slaughter.

And on the list of competitors, Li Shaoqing saw Kevin's figure as well as his battle record.

It had only been four days, but Ke Xiao had actually gone through thirty-five battles. Like a mad war god, from a green rookie who was on the verge of death in the beginning of entering the battlefield, Ke Xiao had become a popular judge in one fell swoop.

Ke Xiao was given the title of Judgementor. He fought in eight or nine intense battles a day. He honed himself to the point of death, tearing apart his opponent time and time again. His cultivation increased. Most importantly, his killing intent was not much weaker than Li Shaoqing's.

In four days, only four days had passed. After obtaining praise from many people and gaining loyalty from many spectators, he was like a shining star that had risen up from the sky above the slaughterhouse.

On one of the large arenas, a bright light shone, illuminating a beautiful woman.

"The battle between our Inquisitor and the so-called swallowing sky whale that massacred beasts is about to begin. The Heaven Swallowing Whale's Spiritual Energy is already at the Great Perfection Stage, but our Inquisitor only has the Spiritual Energy of the Eight Layered Heavens. Is it our powerful New Star Judgementors, or is it the massacres that devour everything, we'll just have to wait and see. If everyone wishes to place their bets, please bet as soon as possible. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the competition officially begins. " A beautiful lady who wore revealing clothing stood on the podium of a unique commentator said. She was actually at the level of a roadside cultivator.

Li Shaoqing didn't even look at the ratio, directly betting a million low-grade spirit stones on Ke Xiao. He even lent Ke Xiao the Star Ring, what's there to be reluctant to pay such a small amount of money?

However, with such a bet, Li Shaoqing had also received complete attention. One million, this was no small amount. Furthermore, this was at a time when the situation was still unclear.

Li Shaoqing was immediately escorted to the VIP seats. He was seated at the highest seat, overlooking the area below. There were only five hundred seats, and all of them were present. Everyone could clearly see the battle.

In the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, the 10 fights in the killing fields began.