The Killing Fields is very famous. It is the property of the Virtual Universe Network Company and covers every island and continent in the Virtual Universe.

Entering the hall, the bloody background gives people a strong sense of impact. The place is as spacious as a huge city, surrounded by long passages. Walking inside, you can automatically enter the killing space.

"When you enter the killing space, you can set up various opponents according to your own needs. This is a good place to hone your fighting skills and find your own shortcomings. With your cultivation level, master, entering the killing space requires six million black dragon coins every day! In short,

Killing Floor is for personal service, customized service." The fat man on the shoulder explained the rules here.

"In addition to the killing space, there is also a decisive battle space. This is a place where warriors duel, and you can apply to challenge and be challenged. Each level will have one to nine stars based on the number of wins and losses. For example, the level of Master Star Level 6, one

Stars are the worst, and nine stars are the strongest. Generally, a nine-star evaluation is enough to sweep the entire star class!"

"The cost of the decisive battle space is less, only one-tenth of the killing space!"

"Master, you need to register first when you come here!"

Xiaopang did not forget to remind him that this was also what Qin Ming requested. In the virtual universe, every time he went to a place, he asked the other party to look up the rules and explain them to him.

Qin Ming was about to go to the counter to register, but saw an old man sitting in a corner of the rest area, with green skin and frowning face, squinting his eyes, and swaying leisurely!

"Manluo!"

A name appeared in his mind.

This is the general manager of the Killing Fields branch on the Black Dragon Mountain Island, and he is a very remarkable person.

Qin Ming walked to the counter as if nothing had happened, went through the registration procedures, and bound his account, so he wouldn't have to worry about coming here in the future.

Manluo, who was sitting on the recliner, opened her squinted eyes and glanced at him, then closed her eyes with a strange look.

Without stopping, Qin Ming walked towards the passage and said at the same time: "Little Fatty, apply to enter the killing space, and your consumption will be automatically deducted!"

"Yes, Master!"

Xiaopang responded, and after taking a breath, Qin Ming's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared, already on a prairie.

A dark gold book appeared in his hand, which contained an introduction to the rules.

"Little Fatty, apply for a hundred star level six ordinary warriors!" Qin Ming was already excited.

It's been a long, long time since he had a good fight.

Then there is the setting and selection of weapons.

Qin Ming used the Force weapon Zhan Kong Dao given to him by Babata when he first became a disciple. It was a C9 level weapon. Here, it was a top level third-level force weapon. He named it Zhan Kong Dao after the Zhan Kong Dao Jue!

In the blink of an eye, a hundred opponents appeared on the opposite side.

"kill!"

Qin Ming held the sword in his hand and killed him like a dragon. His movement technique was the Phantom Air Step, leaving behind illusory figures that surrounded a hundred opponents.

It was simply a one-sided massacre.

In just two or three breaths, they were all killed.

"I haven't even used Domain, Sky-cutting Sword Technique, and Ten Thousand Lines Style yet!" Qin Ming muttered, "Little Fatty, apply for a hundred star level nine warriors!"

"Little Fatty, apply for the ninth-level warrior of three hundred stars!"

"Little Fatty, apply for a ninth-level warrior from six hundred stars!"

"Little Fatty, apply for a ninth-level warrior from a thousand stars!"

This time, Qin Ming was particularly struggling.

The nine-layer realm unfolded and suppressed all nine-level stars of a thousand stars. Although it was difficult, it was still a one-sided massacre.

The ninth realm is too terrifying, especially for warriors who have no realm and have not understood the laws, they are invincible.

"Little Fatty, apply to be a spiritual master of the ninth level of One Hundred Stars!"

This time, Qin Ming changed his partner.

After the opponent appeared, he immediately moved away and controlled the telekinetic weapon to bombard him from a long distance.

This is the benefit of a telepathic master. He can attack from a distance, and the telekinetic weapons he controls can also be divided and combined, which is very difficult to deal with.

There is a saying in the universe that mind masters are invincible at the same level.

However, even in the vast universe, spiritual masters are still very rare.

Uh-huh...!

Qin Ming moved across the air, stepped on the void veins, and while twisting his body, he had caught up with the two spiritual masters. His speed was faster, faster than imagined.

Behind, there is a series of phantoms, leaving all the telekinetic weapons behind.

puff……!

Kill two with one sword.

At the same time, he used his backhand to slash away the three telepathic weapons that were attacking him.

Relatively speaking, the spiritual master is much harder to kill, but he still can't stop his edge.

"Little Fatty, apply for a stellar ninth-level mental illusionist!"

Qin Ming issued the order again.

This time, his expression was much more serious.

Spiritual masters are rare, but as a branch of spiritual masters, illusionists are even more pitiful. However, every illusionist who has made a name for himself is a very powerful being.

They often cost you your life without even realizing it.

Qin Ming had made plans for this aspect a long time ago, and now it was time to start testing.

A mental illusionist appeared on the opposite side, with a telepathic weapon suspended around his body. He did not see any movement, and a strange power entered Qin Ming's mind.

Buzz!

The next moment, the mental illusionist opposite turned pale, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It really works!"

Qin Ming smiled, jumped over, and killed the opponent with a single blow.

This time, he did not apply for another opponent, but closed his eyes and sank into his mind. In addition to the one-meter-wide mind space, there was also a strong spiritual power.

These mental powers are usually not manifested at all, but when they were attacked just now, they suddenly transformed into a golden nebula, spinning rapidly, strangling the invading mental illusions.

"Celebrate your merits!"

Thinking in my mind, a layer of nebula appeared in the seemingly infinite vast space of my mind, shining with golden light, like a golden starry sky.

There is another layer inside, a total of two layers of nebula.

This is the secret method of soul defense that Qin Ming obtained from another world. It is called Qingde Qingyun. Once the cultivation is successful, it will be invulnerable to all methods.

But here, you can only protect your soul.

Qin Ming has cultivated to the first two levels, forming two levels of soul defense.

In addition to defense, it also has the function of strangulation.

"With this soul defense, I have made up for one of my shortcomings!" Qin Ming thought to himself, and said again, "Little Fatty, a ten-star ninth-level mental illusionist!"

"Little Fatty, a mental illusionist of the ninth level from twenty stars!"

"Little Fatty, a mental illusionist of the ninth level from a hundred stars!"

This time, when Qin Ming exploded at the same time, he finally couldn't resist it. The two layers of merit Qingyun were completely defeated, and he fell into an illusion and was killed.

"happy!"

After regrouping his body, Qin Ming roared.

In the following time, he kept setting up opponents, and even set up various opponents who understood different original laws of the universe. Of course, there were also existences in the nine realms, and there were also strong people who understood the laws of the universe.

Unfortunately, the cost of applying for a cosmic-level opponent was too high, so he could only sigh.

Qin Ming was fighting selflessly inside, only occasionally returning to reality, gathering with his family, and communicating with the three Hongs.

Ten days later, he left Killing Floor!

In the killing field hall, people were still coming and going, but the hall was relatively quiet, no one was making any noise, and Manluo, who was sitting in the corner, never moved!
Chapter completed!