Xu Yan shook his head and said, "You guessed it wrong, Qiu Baichi, I tell you the secret of the Palace of the Dead, because the rules here are about to be changed."

The light and shadow of the rotten monk's body were constantly falling off, and his true expression was not visible like a pool of mud, but a hint of shock could be seen from his obscure gaze.

He accurately stated his identity as Qiu Baichi.

Qi Lingyu giggled and said, "The Dead already knows our identity. To be fair, should you also report your identity and let us know who you are."

Xu Yan waved his hand and said, "There is no absolute fairness in the world, and there is naturally no fairness in the Hall of the Dead. It doesn't matter who I am. You just need to remember the few names I mentioned just now."

Xu Yan pondered for a moment, his voice heavy.

"Because next, you must do your best to find each other and kill each other, so that you can have the chance to become the real master of the Dead Hall."

The hall became quiet.

Everyone sitting down looked unstable.

Some people are analyzing the authenticity of Xu Yan's words, while others are recalling several names mentioned before by Xu Yan.

The stone man couldn't help but exclaimed: "You mean, the nine of us are going to fight each other? The one who survived in the end was the Lord of the Dead Hall?"

Xu Yan did not answer or express his opinion, but sat silently on the big chair, giving people a mysterious sense of oppression.

Why reveal the abilities of the Palace of the Dead?

It’s not that Xu Yan is crazy and wants to find someone to tell the secret, but a trace of enlightenment from his heart.

The enlightenment will soon be captured by other dead people, so Xu Yan had to make arrangements in advance.

As he said.

The rules in the Hall of the Dead are about to change.

In fact, Xu Yan is quite helpless in this regard.

He thought that even if he had gathered all nine dead people, he would at least have a few more powerful thugs.

At the very least, take advantage of the opportunity to gather together and fool it, so that everyone can leave behind all their strength in Dharma images.

These little thoughts were shattered by the rules of changing the Palace of the Dead.

It turns out that the end of gathering the nine dead is to open a battlefield called fighting.

In order to compete for the Lord of the Dead Hall, the nine deceased must fight each other until they are killed until the last one remains.

The empty and uninhabited Hall of the Dead is like an ancient ferocious beast waiting to recognize the Lord. It will only surrender to the strongest, not the first person Xu Yan.

Under everyone's confusion, a trace of a nine-pointed star slowly emerged from the dark cloud above his head.

He looked down like a gloomy strange eye, looking down at the nine people on the stone chair.

The stone man panicked: "What is that! Are the stars in the sky falling?"

Roaring.

The huge nine-pointed star seal fell on the stone table, and there were nine layers from the side.

The marks then scattered and turned into nine star seals, which were suspended above the nine stone chairs.

Qi Lingyu said: "Sign?"

Qiu Baichi said: "One is divided into nine, each connected, can we know the direction of others?"

Shang Wuji laughed wildly and said, "The world is too big, it's so troublesome to find it! It's best that we can get together like we are now, and then kill the sky and the earth is dark!"

Amid Shang Wuji's laughter, the nine-layer star light flashed, and it was printed into the nine people's bodies and disappeared.

The stars enter the body, and enlightenment follows.

The cruel pursuit began from then on, and everyone present was a separate individual, while the others were enemies.

The rules are simple.

Nine people fought and eight of them died, leaving only one winner in charge of the hall of the dead.

Xu Yan knew this enlightenment before the starlight appeared, so he introduced the use of the Dead Palace so generously.

Because Xu Yan is very clear.

When the star light appears, the other people's Dharma image will no longer be used. He, the deceased, who claims to be the Lord of the Palace, will also become one of the nine people, and the success or failure will be judged by the result of the fierce battle.

If you die in battle, you will become a lonely ghost.

You need to win completely before you can become the master.

However, it is not easy to win all. Not to mention the guys like the Stone Man who are honest and cunning on the outside, most of the people present are top powerhouses in Sanzhou.

But there is nothing to do.

Xu Yan could not change this change in the Palace of the Dead.

Or even he himself was a pawn for the Hall of the Dead to start this battle.

The stars entered the body, and the figures of the people disappeared one after another.

Xu Yan was still able to enter the Dead Palace freely, and this ability did not change.

He originally planned to think quietly here about why the Palace of the Dead could change on its own, but suddenly he found that someone was not leaving.

Sikong Blue and White is trying hard to maintain his own shadow and fighting against the power of the Dead Palace at all costs.

So much so that her evil spirit body began to crack.

"Blue and white, let's go." Xu Yan couldn't bear to say.

"No, I promised the Dead, that every time I come, I will leave a complete strength and cannot break my promise." Sikong Blue and White barely put on an ugly smile, innocent and stubborn, which is heartbreaking.

"No need to leave behind the Dharma image, blue and white, don't you understand it yet, we are already enemies."
Chapter completed!