Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 594: What is the virtual world?

Nether Bone Star Territory, Ruins Heaven Realm.

The environment in the "Barbarian Bone Realm" is extremely harsh. It belongs to an uninhabited plane. The surface temperature is extremely high. Only some indigenous creatures survive underground.

The underground creatures here are extremely powerful, especially in such a complex environment underground, it is even more dangerous to encounter various ferocious beasts.

A huge ghost boat with a ferocious appearance roared out of the rift in space and slowly landed on the ground.

Venerable Hulan and a dozen other Yuanying monks from the Ghost Clan stepped off this ferocious ghost boat.

They entered a nearby deep pit filled with jagged rocks and came to the outside of a huge cave.

"Meet the Forehead Bone Saint..."

Venerable Hulan and others bowed respectfully outside the cave.

"You are here to find Gomba, right..."

At this time, a hoarse voice came from inside.

"Sage of Forehead Bone Enlightenment, we..."

Before Venerable Hulan could finish speaking, the Saint of Forehead Bone interrupted him.

"I know everything about the Nether Bone Arena. Gomba has entered the depths of the crack in the virtual world. You may have to wait for a few days..."

After hearing the words of the Forehead Sage, Venerable Hulan and others all breathed a sigh of relief and respectfully exited the cave and came to the outside of the pit.

"This kid Gomba actually entered the rift in the virtual world..."

"Don't worry, with the Forehead Bone Saint taking care of you, there can be no danger..."

"No matter what, our trip is not in vain..."

Listening to the words of several people in the clan next to him, Venerable Hulan turned his head, glanced at the deep pit behind him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Back then, he also entered the rift in the virtual world, but unfortunately he was attacked by a ruin beast not long after going deep, and almost died there.

Now that he thinks about it, the scene back then still makes him feel frightened.

This virtual world crack in the Xutian Realm is said to lead to the virtual world. The level of danger inside is not comparable to the virtual world fragments it explored in the past.

A few days later, Venerable Hulan, who had been waiting near the pit, suddenly turned around.

Others also felt a breath in the pit, and came to the edge of the pit with great expectations.

Then he saw a Nascent Soul monk of the Ghost Clan, who was more than a hundred feet tall, walking slowly from the deep pit.

It exudes a domineering aura. With it as the center, the hunting wind rolls in the deep pit, exuding a strong murderous intention that cannot be suppressed.

Gomba came to the front of Hulan Venerable and others, lowered his head slightly, and hit his chest with his right fist.

"Meet all the venerables..."

Despite its respectful attitude, Venerable Hulan and others did not dare to neglect it at all.

"As long as you're here, let's go..."

At this moment in the Nether Bone Arena, Su Fan's demonized body had just finished a gladiatorial battle.

He was holding a huge head high in his hand, looking up and enjoying the cheers from the audience.

Countless monks in the stands around the Nether Bone Arena were shouting excited battle roars and beating their chests rhythmically with their fists.

Since Su Fan killed three Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan last time, in the next half month, no disciples from the Ghost Clan showed up.

Anyway, he was idle, so he asked Rohan to continue fighting, hoping to complete the goal of winning 30 consecutive games as soon as possible and gain freedom.

Today's fight is already his twenty-ninth consecutive victory.

Su Fan threw aside the huge head in his hand and activated the evil magic "Blood Mist" to swallow the opponent's flesh and blood.

He raised his left hand, wanting to continue the next fight, win thirty consecutive games, and gain true freedom.

But he raised his hand for a long time and got no response.

Su Fan sighed secretly. It seemed that his last duel would definitely be against Gomba of the Ghost Tribe.

He turned around and came to the transparent barrier at the edge of the arena and stepped inside.

He entered the transparent barrier and saw Rohan waiting there.

"Lao Luo, don't you guys in the Nether Bone Arena pride themselves on fairness? Why don't you let me continue to compete..."

Rohan sneered and said: "You have been fighting for more than ten games in a row. You should take a break. We will make our own arrangements in the arena..."

Su Fan curled his lips and teased: "How much benefit have you received from the Ghost Clan..."

"Haha... Your death is coming soon, why are you still talking so much nonsense..."

Su Fan sneered and said, "Gomba is coming..."

Rohan nodded and said: "It will arrive in a few days. If you have any last words, please write them down as soon as possible..."

"How do you know, it must be me who dies..."

Rohan sneered and said: "You don't know Gomba at all. It is said that it follows a Void Refining Saint and practices in the cracks of the Void World all year round..."

"The crack in the virtual world..."

He had heard Demon Lord Dongming mention the fragmentary space of the virtual world, but he did not expect that there would be cracks in the virtual world.

Seeing that Su Fan looked like he had never seen the world, Rohan gave him a contemptuous look.

"Have you never even heard of it..."

Su Fan really had never heard of this, so he nodded quickly.

"It is said that the cracks in the virtual world can connect to the legendary virtual world. I went in several times when I was in the Nascent Soul realm and almost died in it..."

After hearing Rohan's words, Su Fan immediately became energetic.

He has a piece of the skin of a beast on his hand, which is particularly magical. When worn on his body, it can even block the detection of the monks who transform themselves into gods.

"What kind of place is the virtual world..."

Rohan shook his head and said: "Although I have entered the rift in the virtual world, no one knows where the virtual world is. Legend has it that it is the other side of this world..."

After hearing this, Su Fan's imagination suddenly opened up. Could it be that there are other dimensions in this world?

"Haven't the saints in your clan ever explored the cracks in the virtual world..."

"The cracks in the virtual world are very fragile. Let alone a saint, even if a monk who transforms into a god enters, the space will collapse instantly..."

If it is true, as Rohan said, that Gomba of the Ghost Clan has been practicing in the virtual world all year round, then its strength is definitely not simple.

Then we really need to pay attention to the following battle.

After speaking, Rohan took out a Na ring, threw it to Su Fan, then turned and left.

Su Fan took the ring, scanned it with his consciousness, and shook his head in disappointment.

It's getting harder and harder to earn spiritual crystals. These days, the odds of his fighting are getting higher and higher, and he can only earn a little hard-earned money.

Su Fan shook his head and put the ring away.

He returned to his stone house along the long corridor and sat cross-legged on the stone platform.

Su Fan thought for a moment and decided to ask the witch god Aji about the virtual world.

"Where is the virtual world..."

"I do not know either……"

Su Fan frowned immediately after hearing this and said, "Has no one ever been to the virtual world..."

"As far as I know, even if someone really goes to the virtual world, they can't come back..."

"Then how do you know this place in the virtual world..."

"It is said that there is nothingness there, and the virtual world is named after this..." Su Fan smiled bitterly. It seems that the world of cultivation has the same myths and legends as in the previous life.

"Have you ever been to the rift in the virtual world..."

"When I was in the Nascent Soul realm, I went in there once by chance..."

"What is it like there..."

"It is a soulless place. Not only can mana be imprisoned, but the soul will also be greatly reduced. Once you encounter a ruin beast, you will basically have a narrow escape..."

After hearing the description of the witch god Aji, Su Fan couldn't help but click his tongue. Anyway, he would not go to such a shabby place even if he was killed.

But when he thought about Gomba from the ghost clan, who had been practicing in the cracks of the virtual world all year round, he became nervous.

The strength of people who can survive in that kind of environment all year round must not be underestimated.

Although Su Fan believed in his own strength, he could not be too arrogant and he must not take the next fight lightly.

The next few days were uneventful.

Su Fan stayed in the stone house to practice every day, patiently preparing for the next battle, and formulated many tactics in case of emergencies.

He was frantically brushing up the data on various magical powers and spells, and was constantly practicing several types of witchcraft formations.

He also used the witchcraft secrets taught by the witch god Aji to refine all the ghost souls of more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks from the ghost clan into evil spirits.

Although this thing is quite useless in Su Fan's opinion, the war is imminent, so it would be good to have more means.

If during a gladiatorial fight, a large group of evil spirits were released suddenly, it would at least disrupt the opponent's deployment.

Early that morning, Su Fan sat cross-legged on the stone platform to practice the "Hunyuan Qi Sutra".

At the ninth level of his skill, he slowly opened his eyes and swallowed the energy and blood of so many Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan. The progress of his skill also improved a lot.

"Master, it's time to eat..."

At this time, Sister Zhen, who was busy in front of the stove below, called out to him.

I saw her floating up from below with a drawer with more than ten layers, and then placed the freshly steamed buns on the dining table.

Su Fan sat at the dining table, picked up a bun and took a bite.

It has to be said that although Sister Zhen has no culinary talent, practice makes perfect now, and the food she makes tastes pretty good.

After a lot of busy work, Sister Zhen finally filled a large table with various pots and bowls.

She knelt down in front of the dining table, held her chin with her hands, and watched Su Fan eating with a smile.

"Master, how do the buns taste today..."

"It's okay, I can eat it..."

After listening to Su Fan's words, Sister Zhen stopped immediately and kept hitting the table with her forehead.

"Master, can't you praise me..."

Su Fan didn't pay attention to her at all, but this girl couldn't help but praise her. She was the kind of person who would push her nose and face, and she would act like a monster when she praised her.

Seeing that her master ignored her and was eating and drinking where she should, Sister Zhen could only give up.

She came over shamelessly, hugged Su Fan's arm, leaned her head on his shoulder, and kept rubbing her.

Su Fan was so disgusted by her that he had no choice but to say: "Well... there is progress than before, but we still have to keep working hard..."

Hearing what her master said, Sister Zhen laughed.

At this time, the barrier opposite the stone house rippled, and Rohan's huge figure walked in from the outside.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

Sister Zhen, who was beside Su Fan, suddenly disappeared and hid in the top-quality ghost weapon on his waist.

A few days ago, when she was wandering around the Nether Bone Arena, she was caught by Rohan. She was so frightened that she had to hide when she saw this stupid guy.

Su Fan ignored Luohan and was eating there without even raising his head.

"Gomba of the ghost tribe is here. You will go out to fight tomorrow morning. If you win, you will be free. If you lose, you will be crushed by it..."

Su Fan nodded after hearing this and said, "I understand..."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something and raised his head to glance at Rohan.

"What are my odds in this fight..."

Rohan shook his head and said: "The news of your competition has just been announced, and there is already a sea of ​​people outside the off-site betting station..."

After he finished speaking, he laughed and said: "The tickets for the Nether Bone Arena are now sold out..."

It has to be said that ever since Su Fan was sold to the Nether Bone Arena, every fight he had would cause a sensation.

Especially when facing the challenge of the Ghost Clan, every game will be packed with seats, and there will be long queues in front of the betting stations.

This kid has created huge profits for the Nether Bone Arena, and the general manager is very satisfied.

Now, someone has suggested that when they let this kid out, they should capture him and continue to serve in the arena.

But for the sake of the reputation of the Netherbone Arena, the Grand Manager rejected this proposal.

"If you defeat Gomba of the Ghost Clan in this battle, what are your plans..."

What else can I plan to do? Just run away.

After he was completely freed from the crazy pursuit of the Ghost Clan, he would find a way to return to the Blue Sky Star Territory to reunite with his family.

Although he thought so in his heart, of course he couldn't say that.

"I'm worried about this too. I'm already locked in a fight with the Ghost Clan. I guess they'll have to kill me as soon as I walk out of the Ghost Bone Arena..."

"You still have self-awareness, let me give you a way to survive..."

"What way to survive..."

"Become a free gladiator and stay in our Ghost Bone Arena. No matter how arrogant the Ghost clan is, they will not dare to touch our people..."

"Then do I have to sign a contract with you..."

"What do you think..."

Then who the hell does it? It’s no different than ignoring a gladiator.

"Oh...let me think about it..."

Rohan nodded, then turned and left.

"Whoosh..."

Just as Rohan's huge figure disappeared, Sister Zhen jumped out from the top-quality ghost weapon on his waist.

"Master, don't agree to it. It's stuffy here. Let's go back to the Blue Sky Star Territory..."

Su Fan glanced at Sister Zhen and sent her a thought.

"Don't worry, I won't agree. It's just to confuse them..."

Sister Zhen was just about to cheer when she saw her master put his index finger to his lips. She immediately reacted and pretended not to know anything.

As soon as the news that Su Fan and Gomba were going to fight was released, the outside of the Nether Bone Arena was already abuzz.

Several space gates in the city kept flashing, and a large number of ghost boats rushed to the Nether Bone Arena from all over the place.

Because the tickets were sold out, many monks gathered outside the arena, completely surrounding the Nether Bone Arena.

There was no choice but to set up several light curtains in the square outside the arena for monks from all over the place to watch the battle.

(End of this chapter)