The cells that detain human races have always been extremely quiet. Occasionally, a swearing word will soon be swallowed by silence.

But today.

The cell became lively.

Scolding came from various prison cells.

"Where did this little bastard get through? I have to copy him after I go out!"

"Damn it, take me one! I was killed by that 25 boy more than ten times! It's so fucking hateful!"

"Tsk, just say it's not to practice, and you can go out. You can go out of the prison!"

"Damn! If you have the ability, go and kill that bastard!"

"You are talking about the new Qin Dahai? He seems to be Qin Huayang's apprentice!"

"I fucking know! There is no good thing for both master and apprentice!"

Continuous abuse.

The prison cell, which was usually extremely quiet, was as lively as a Caishi Street. The confrontation between words was extremely exciting. No matter how exciting the scolding was, they were the first to swear by Qin Dahai. They would not be so angry when they were killed by those ferocious beasts, but they were killed by Qin Dahai one after another for some reason, and they were so angry that they were so angry.

I feel uncomfortable if I don’t scold me once!

I felt a sense of anger in my heart.

Especially, Qin Dahai still fought for the gods!

This is the human traitor!

In the cell where Cologne and Toomen Huanying were imprisoned.

A series of curses outside were heard one after another like a tide.

Cologne stood in front of the barrier, looking at the cell opposite, the man was cursing at the top of his throat, unable to help but shake his head, and said, "This time he has really angered the public."

Tuyumen Huanying just snorted coldly.

"Sister."

Cologne asked, "What the hell is he doing?"

The corners of Tuyumen Huanying's eyes twitched, but she still held back and said coldly: "I don't know."

Cologne raised his lips slightly and said, "When we were trapped in that secret realm of clouds, I think you should have noticed something. Now you are still planning to hide it?"

Tuyumen Huanying sneered and said, "Why should I tell you?"

"We are accomplices." Cologne said with a smile.

Tuyumen Huanying snorted, but after being silent for only a short while, he spoke: "I don't know much about the secrets of the Cloud and Fog Secret Realm, but now, you don't need to do anything, you just need to wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

Cologne asked.

Tuyumen Huanying said: "Wait for him to kill."

"Ha." Cron laughed and said, "That's really a shame."

Tuyumen Huanying said lightly: "Look at the cells around you."

Cologne looked over.

Although the insults around him were not as intense as before, they continued to continue. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It's indeed different from before. Although it's a little noisy, it's a little more vitality than before."

"good."

Tuyumen Huanying narrowed her eyes and said, "Maybe, if we want to find ourselves, we still need to let him continue to kill."

"It's a hardship." Cologne sighed.

It's not a hardship!

When they were killed by ferocious beasts, they would only become more and more numb, but when they were killed by Qin Dahai, it was the opposite. They were so angry that they blushed and their necks were thick, and then they were stomping their feet and trying to kill Qin Dahai.

then.

After the wave of insults in the prison, one by one began to volunteer.

Anyone from the gods comes to take people to the arena.

The guys who were originally numb and silent began to recommend themselves at the top of their voices.

"I tell you! When I was killed, the little bastard could hardly hold on! Brothers, try harder and use some secret tricks to send the little bastard into the cycle of reincarnation!"

"Not bad! He's almost out of reach!"

"Kill that little bastard!"

The heroes were angry.

The gods who came to bring people also had a strange expression on their faces. Not because of anything else, in the past, these guys were numb and expressionless when they wanted to go to the arena, and some of them were violently resistant. However, during this period, they were extremely enthusiastic, as if they didn't take it seriously.

He just walked into the hallway of the cell.

A shout came.

"take me!"

"Fuck, take me!"

"Son of Turtle, I'm scolding you. Don't show my face to death. I'm scolding you. Come and take me there!"

Facing provocation.

These gods were also very angry. They found hundreds of people and sent them to the arena.

However, nothing unexpected happened.

In less than an hour, the guys cursed again and returned to the cell unconvincedly.

It's obviously only one step away!

Qin Dahai seemed to be unable to hold on!

Why are you still dead?

The guys grabbed their hair in anger and continued to provoke the coming gods.

The human races who had never fought with Qin Dahai were all curious, and soon they provoked the gods and wanted to see them.

In the deepest part of the cell.

This is a cell covered with blue barriers on all sides.

Qin Huayang lay on the ground, crossing his legs, whistling happily in his mouth. Listening to the insults outside, he just took out his ears and refused to respond, but after a while, someone started to call out: "Qin Huayang, don't pretend to be dead, your apprentice is killing crazy outside, I tell you, your master and apprentice are finished! You must be finished!"

Qin Huayang curled his lips: "If you have a habit of killing him, I'll take a look."

"You bastard! Your apprentice is also a bastard! He actually acts as a lackey for the gods!"

The man cursed.

Qin Huayang cut.

He still looks so relaxed and comfortable.

But there was a hint of solemnity in my eyes.

Super-strength fight.

Qin Dahai's current pressure is definitely the worst in his life.

Qin Huayang believed in his disciples. He believed that Qin Dahai could recover his name as the Seven Killings God in the fight, but he was also worried that he led Qin Dahai on this path that was destined to be successful. If he was not careful, he would be doomed. If he wanted to recover his name, he would be destined to not look back.

"Boy, come on."

Qin Huayang sighed.

And at this time.

In the arena.

Qin Dahai held the swords tightly in both hands. The Yanfeng sword had already curled its blade, but in the eyes of the hundreds of people surrounding him, it was still the sharpest murder weapon!

His feet were almost bloody, and his fatigue made him breathe heavily, but the scarlet murderous intent in his eyes became more and more pure.

His body was trembling.

But his hands were still holding the swords tightly.

"Boy! Give up!"

Nangong Bai held a long sword in his hand, looked at Qin Dahai, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't make any sense to continue like this."

Qin Dahai didn't say anything.

Continuous killing, from the initial excitement, to disgust, and even many times, he wanted to put down his sword, but he still gritted his teeth and held on because he was going home! He wanted to fight a way out!

He wants to turn himself into a killing!

The purest killing!
Chapter completed!