Douluo’s Infinite Devouring

　　Meng Qianji’s left arm bone was taken from a soul beast called the Scythe Itachi. It was a rare soul beast handed down from ancient times when he was hunting the seventh ring.

　　Scythe Itachi belongs to the dual elements of wind and spirit, and is agile. According to legend, it is a monster in the wind. It uses a huge monster to kill people.

　　Meng Qianji’s left arm bone skill is to transform into a demon sickle and cut countless sickle blade attacks.

The sickle and the dark blue silver grass collided with each other, winning each other, and finally ended in the exhaustion of the soul power of the sky, and the sky received the ability of the body of the blue silver grass. There were also many minor injuries on the body, and the clothes were because of the body. Lan Yincaohua became tattered, and Ming Tian quickly changed into a new dress, after all, Yan Qingwan was still on the side.

　　 Meng Qianji stepped forward, looked at Mingtian, and said:

"One hundred thousand years soul bone skill is indeed overbearing. You have to master it later. Remember, don't use it before a crisis. After all, Dark Blue Silver is too characteristic, especially when others call it evil. Soul, Mingtian, can you understand?"

　　 "Well, Master. I understand."

　　 Mingtian nodded.

　　 "Okay, you go back, and be prepared not to be overcast in the trials. I will keep an eye on it, and the poisoned soul will help you secretly."

　　Meng Qianji said with such concern, making Mingtian's heart warm, and there is a feeling that everyone is secretly helping him with a sense of security, like a family member.

　　 Mingtian and Yan Qing thanked Mengqianji and left.

The trials of 　　 Wuhun Hall arrived as scheduled. The location was chosen at the city defense army station of Tianling City, and countless competition platforms were set up. This is the biggest event in the neighborhood and attracted many people.

　　 Yanwei brought his family, including Ming Tian, ​​to the trial field. The competition was crowded before it even started.

Some watched, some participated, and there were many familiar faces of Mingtian. Chu Di, He Mengyan, Zhan Ni and others all participated in this trial, all in order to be selected to enter the Wuhun Hall and obtain cultivation from the Wuhun Hall. And support, there are also many people of the same age who don't know, they are all from the vicinity of Tianling City, and the Star Luo Empire not far from the junction, it seems that they are all here to participate in the competition.

"The selection competition of the Wuhundian will be held in every relatively large city in the mainland. A total of fifty talents are selected from the whole continent each year, and all of them are selected from ten thousand. Because of the growth of the reputation of the Wuhundian in recent years, It has attracted many orthodox soul masters, or wild soul masters, and the rules of the game are gradually improving."

"The Spirit Hall of Martial Arts mainly selects soul masters under the age of 20 for melee. First, every ten people are on a competition stage, and finally the people standing on the stage qualify. This is to test their survival in the case of multiplayer competition. ability."

　　 "In this way, most people will be eliminated, and then those who qualify will be drawn one-on-one and then eliminated."

　　 "After the second round of elimination, the arena system is played, which is to fight, pick one person to defend the ring, and the remaining people who have been screened down to fight again, and select the last three people to enter the Wuhun Hall."

"Yan'er, please go and participate. Even if you fail to become a father, I don’t blame you. I have dealt with the people in the Wuhun Hall a long time ago. Even if I go through the back door, I will send you and your sister to the Wuhun Hall. You just have to go up and try to prove that you participated in this selection. They have their own way to find reasons to admit you."

"Do you understand it?"

　　 Yanwei looked at Yan beside him, and Yan nodded and said:

　　 "Father, I understand, I will not let you down, I will enter the final selection with my own strength!"

　　 Yan looked excited, and his fighting spirit was unabated in his eyes.

　　 "Okay! This is my child, trust you for my father."

　　 Yanwei smiled and touched Yan's head, Yan Qingwan and Mingtian looked to the side.

　　 "Qingwan, why don't you understand your father's hard work? I'm all for your good. I don't know what happened to you? Can you tell me what happened?"

　　 Yanwei kindly wanted to touch Yan Qingwan, Yan Qingwan stepped away in disgust, and said angrily:

　　 "Don't touch me! Don't say such high-sounding words, good for me? Who will believe it? You are just deceiving your own heart. I will not go to the game. Even if you force me to go, I will give up."

"you……"

　　 "Okay, okay, respect your choice for the father, but even if you don't participate in the selection, I will find a way to let you enter the Wuhun Hall! Then you have to go, and you have to go if you don't!"

　　 Yanwei said with an unpleasant expression.

　　 "You'd better admit that you are an evil spirit master now. I can still give you a happy way to die. Otherwise, when you participate in the selection, you will accidentally die on the stage, and there will be no one who will appeal to you."

　　 Yanwei walked to Mingtian's side, heard the words with the two of them, and said secretly.

　　 "Patriarch Yanwei, I really am not an evil spirit master. I will prove it to you. I believe I won't die on the stage. I have to qualify and give the spot to Qing Wan."

　　 "Huh! Sharp-toothed kid! Let's go and see!"

　　 Yanwei brushed his sleeves and left, no longer caring about Mingtian.

　　 The competition soon began. Countless soul masters who participated in the competition, Shanren Haiti, entered the field, preparing to participate in the ten-man melee qualifying selection.

　　 Mingtian also came to Yan's side and said to him:

　　 "Let's go, Yan, let's go together."

　　 Mingtian still maintains a good impression of Yan, but this time, Yan is a bit wrong.

　　 "Mingtian, you really are not an evil spirit master, are you?"

　　Yan asked suddenly, looking at Mingtian, with uncertainty and doubt in his eyes.

"I am also a little skeptical now. When the Tianxiu Power Demon Cow was involved, when Uncle He Chen went to the Lingdou Great Forest, when we participated in the 7-on-seven competition, now I think there are too many things wrong. It seems that what you show in your body is really not like the ability that a normal first-level spirit master should have, and I am a little shaken. Mingtian, you are my brother, you tell me the truth, are you? Evil soul master?"

　　 Yan asked Mingtian so directly, Mingtian could feel the feeling of wanting to know the truth in Yan's words, but once he told him, how could he tell him about Yanwei? Yan Qingwan has become like this because of Yan Wei's affairs. He doesn't want Yan to become like Yan Qingwan. And he wasn't sure if Yan would listen to him completely, because he didn't hear Yanwei say it himself like they did before.

　　 Keep hiding, after all, the truth is too cruel, isn’t it?

　　 "I do have some trump cards, but I am definitely not the kind of evil spirit master you imagined. It is not convenient to disclose my ability. I'm sorry, Yan."

　　 Mingtian humbly said.

　　 "Nothing, I believe you, let's cheer for the game!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　 Mingtian and Yan touched their fists and entered the ten-man qualifying stage together.

　　The stage is big enough~www.readwn.com~ The person who appears on the stage loses, and he has to stand in the end among ten people.

　　 This is equivalent to a sea election, and no one is assigned. This first round of selection can be said to be so serious.

　　Mingtian chose a stage in the corner. There were already four or five people on the stage.

　　 In fact, he also saw acquaintances such as Gan Ling and Yuan Yun, and found that they were both joined together to join a certain competition platform.

　　 Wouldn't they fight to get ahead in the end?

　　 Seeing that there is a platform with ten people, it has already started. It is the old rival He Mengyan and his partners Fang Ting and Xu Xun. The people on the competition stage were surprised to see He Mengyan's second ring strength. The seven people were ready to deal with him in an instant, while the three of He Mengyan were ready to deal with it, and soon the opposite seven were dealt with. Then Fang Ting and Xu Xun unexpectedly He jumped off the stage. Let He Mengyan advance by himself.

　　 Can this still happen? It seems that ten people are selected in a melee. In fact, the rules are very complicated. The strong will be targeted by the remaining people. If you don't choose an ally, you will probably be defeated first, unless you are really strong and don't need an ally. And the people who form an alliance may have the consciousness of some people's sacrifice from the beginning, just to send one of them to the promotion, what a variety of life!

　　 Mingtianxin thought.

　　 Unknowingly, they also had ten people on the stage for this competition, and they could start with ten people.

　　 Mingtian reacted, observing secretly, and wanted to prepare to protect himself first.

　　 Among the ten people, seeing that everyone did not take action, a guy who looked very arrogant came out, and three people were behind him.

　　 "My name is Meng Qianyang, a twenty-ninth-level great soul master, Wuhun Xiyangyuan. If you don't want to get hurt, just jump off the stage and go."