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Chapter 391 Bloody Melee

City Lord of Xuantian City (Spirit Fragment of Wanlian Palace)

Source: The Artifact Spirit of the Wanlian Palace, a bit of spiritual fragments that came from being suppressed by the battlefield of Wanjie.

Wanlian Temple

Rank: Baji main god rank (in the process of sealing, the starry main god rank will be lowered)

Function: It can open the trial of ten thousand layers of space, which contains thousands of different spaces, can suppress the universe, improve the physique of professionals, enhance the understanding of the rules of the professionals, and comprehensively improve the professionals...

Additional skills: baptism of ten thousand thoughts, spiritual sinking, kingdom of thousands of gods...

The moment Ye Yunchen saw the Lord of Xuantian City, he used the pupil of time and space to discover his origin.

At the same time, the surrounding space can be regarded as having information feedback at this moment.

Sure enough, in the battlefield of ten thousand realms, it is so wonderful.

This kind, which contains thousands of spaces, can carry out various trials, but is suppressed here by the battlefield of ten thousand realms.

Under the suppression of the rules and seals of the Ten Thousand Realms Battlefield, such a strange place of trial was formed.

"You can see where I come from!"

"However, yes, with such a terrifying main artifact set, you can see that my origin is indeed not what you expected!"

The city lord of Xuantian City didn't answer Ye Yunchen's question first, but was surprised and moved.

"Yes, my transaction request is to collect more than half of the artifact spirits for me, and I can give you all the treasures that the origin of the battlefield of ten thousand realms condenses!"

The words of the city lord of Xuantian City at this moment are much more decisive.

After the words fell, a light seal flew out directly from the palm of the city lord of Xuantian City.

On the light seal, there is a big word Xuantian.

Guangyin melted into Ye Yunchen's body.

In an instant, Ye Yunchen sensed the power of rules in the dark.

Those are the rules of the game that Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms built for them, the spirits of artifacts.

Xuantian City is the eight kings fighting for hegemony.

However, now!

The dramatic change in the situation on the field made everyone's eyes tightly focused.

The Lord of Xuantian City actually had such a close conversation with Ye Yunchen.

And it seems that during the conversation, there are still some mutual achievements.

However, only Chi Xinyan and Bing Hanyue next to Ye Yunchen could know the conversation between the Xuantian City Lord and Ye Yunchen.

However, the two who listened to the conversation between Ye Yunchen and the city lord of Xuantian City still had a little understanding.

They didn't fully understand what Ye Yunchen and the city lord of Xuantian City were talking about.

"Okay, that's all right, come on, I want to hurry up! We can speed up the progress."

Ye Yunchen spoke in a low voice, and didn't directly give Xuantian City City Lord time to react.

He really didn't want to spend too much time in Wanlian Palace.

The task of the system is his most important task.

"Player No. 0001, against No. 0012!"

Following the words of the city lord of Xuantian City, the figures of Ye Yunchen and the great elder of the Ye family came directly to one of the arenas.

"Player No. 0006, against No. 0011!"

Seeing that Ye Yunchen's figure disappeared, the Xuantian City Lord felt a little relieved, and continued to speak non-stop.

He felt that Ye Yunchen might even be able to see him through.

For the owner of Xuantian City, this is a bit too terrifying.

After all, even though he is a split spirit, the origin and the difference in level are still there naked.

Can Ye Yunchen see through him?

Then Ye Yunchen's identity and origin are worth thinking about!

However, now, in the heart of Xuantian City City Lord, another strange thought could not help but arise.

After all, I saw the Landlord God suit of the Star Lord God rank again.

On the opposite side of Ye Yunchen, there is still a little unknown elder of the Ye family.

Ye Yunchen also shook his head slightly.

These people, apart from the real players, like the great elder of the Ye family, are actually phantom bodies constructed by the Wanlian Palace.

However, the player's identity is the real tester who has entered the battlefield of ten thousand realms.

"Player number 0012 is defeated and will sign a temporary master-servant contract with player number 0001!"

In the arena between Ye Yunchen and the great elder of the Ye family, neither of them had fought against each other, but the voice of the city lord of Xuantian City came faintly like a verdict.

At this time, the completely different differences between the phantom body in the arena and the real players are fully revealed.

The one who is completely convinced and looks normal is the phantom built by Wanlian Temple.

And those, who looked horrified and unbelievable, were players.

Seeing this scene, all the real players were completely dumbfounded. What's going on?

After the city lord of Xuantian City appeared.

The progress of the game of Eight Kings is getting more and more wrong.

On the other side of the ring, beside Bing Hanyue, the Temple of Numerology quietly emerged.

It directly turned into a 100-meter giant hall and smashed down towards the ring.

"Player number 0011 is defeated and will sign a temporary master-servant contract with player number 0006!"

City Lord of Xuantian City, at this moment, this voice came faintly.

The figures of Ye Yunchen and the elder of the Ye family flashed, and they came directly to the viewing platform where the elder of the Ye family originally belonged.

Ye Yunchen stood at the forefront, and the elder of the Ye family, slightly behind, stood behind.

Bing Hanyue's figure also disappeared from the ring.

Appeared at the front of the original Xuanjia Army's viewing platform.

"The selection of the prototype of the eight kings is over, and the next step is to start the eight kings' struggle for hegemony!"

The City Lord of Xuantian City waved his hand, and the strange suppressed and separated atmosphere that existed in the field suddenly disappeared at this moment.

All kinds of auras in the field, as well as the introverted, terrifying elemental power, instantly created a strong sense of oppression in the aura in the field.

"Eight kings melee, players numbered 0001 to 0008, can attack at will!"

"Players numbered 0009 to 0100, if they don't make a move, they will be killed!"

"The last eight remaining in the field are the final Eight Kings!"

"Now, the scuffle begins, the countdown is ten minutes!"

Followed by the words of the Xuantian City City Lord.

This bloody melee mode, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations, came just like this.

The atmosphere in the arena stagnated for a moment, and what followed immediately was a complete and extremely cautious guard against each other.

This is an endless battle mode in which only eight players are left.

It is not an exaggeration to be extremely cautious.

Ye Yunchen raised his head and looked at the person beside him.

Now, the only phantom around him is the elder of the Ye family, who is considered an acquaintance.

"Come here! I'll teleport you!"

Ye Yunchen's voice clearly reached the ears of Bing Hanyue, Chi Xinyan, Li Yanran, the manager of the Ye family, and the old mother of the Chi family where Chi Xinyan lived.

Ye Yunchen stretched out his hand lightly, five space passages emerged, and five figures came directly to Ye Yunchen.

In this way, seven players gathered around Ye Yunchen.

Seeing this scene, all the players in the field looked at Ye Yunchen's group of people in unison.

At this time, those who can report to the regiment are of course worthy of everyone's extreme attention, and share the same hatred.

After all, in the end of this big melee, there are only eight kings and eight figures left.

However, looking at the numbers shining brightly on the heads of the people around Ye Yunchen.

That's 0001, 0002, 0006, 0007, etc., all of which are numbers one above the other.

The strength of these people is that they can know their horror without words.

"Shoot, kill!"

Before Ye Yunchen could speak, the people around him spoke angrily.

With a single blow, the person beside him was cut into pieces, flesh and blood flew, and blood splashed.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became bloody.

"I can't sit still, those few are not easy! I'll go find them, you guys, start killing the others!"

"I want a quick fight!"

Ye Yunchen spoke domineeringly with a cold commanding voice, and spoke to the rest of the people around him.

Hearing this, everyone who understood the meaning of Ye Yunchen's words nodded their heads. They understood what Ye Yunchen meant.