1850: C1850 Black Cell

C1850 Black Cell

As the Lord of hell of one side, Black Rope Commander's gaze was mostly focused on the battles on the level of the High Grade Nether Emperor. Although Emperor Song had set up a stage for the contestants, and the contestants could become members of the city master's army after a hundred battles, but there were no Nether Monarch s that were set up here. When one reached the level of the Nether Monarch, if one wanted to join the army, the city master Palace would not be stingy about giving them a spot.

If they were strong, this position would be good. If they were just ordinary Nether Monarch, then even within the realm of Nether Monarch, they would only be treated as ordinary people.

Therefore, the strongest level of combat here, was the level of High Grade Emperor.

However, the gazes of the young men and women beside Black Rope Commander were mostly focused on the other two stages. Black Rope Commander's daughter was at the Low Grade Nether Emperor realm, while the younger generation heir of the Song Emperor was at the Middle Grade Nether Emperor realm, Wang Zhuo, the direct descendant of the Song Emperor. He was strong, and had once ascended the stage and obtained a hundred wins in battle.

He was born in the battle loving Song Monarch City Lord Palace, and had no powerful fighting strength, even if he was the descendant of Emperor Song, he still received much attention. He had been in charge of one of the ten cities for countless years, and had a lot of descendants from the city master Palace.

Wang Zhuo, you said a few outstanding people want to win a hundred battles, but you invited me to have a look. I don't know if the person you're talking about has ascended the stage yet." "Black Rope Commander was not black in the slightest. On the contrary, his skin was white, as if he had not seen the light of day for a very long time. However, he was said to be an expert in the underworld.

Not only was Black Rope Hell's skin very white, his woman was even more so. As the saying goes, 'a white mask will hide a hundred ugliness,' and his daughter, Qin Yao, wasn't born ugly at all. On the contrary, she was extremely beautiful.

"Commander, please look at that person." Wang Zhuo pointed to one of the figures who had just stepped onto the fighting stage. This person's body was huge like a bucket, giving off a feeling that he was extremely heavy, but the moment he stepped onto the stage, the entire fighting stage seemed to be trembling as if it was going to collapse at any moment.

"Such powerful strength. Merely, with his figure, is he able to keep up with the footsteps of others?" Not only was he wrong, he was wrong by far, because this person had instantly defeated a challenger on the stage. His speed did not seem to be that fast, but it was as though no one could avoid him, and had directly smashed into his body.

As long as he attacks you, no matter how fast you are, it will be useless. Because he will imprison you in his prison, and he will be able to win a million battle achievements on the Low Grade Nether Emperor's platform today, so if Commander likes him, you can transfer him to the Black Rope Hell. "

On the other hand, his perception was extremely high, and was actually able to almost perfectly fuse the law of gravity and the Law of Space. Furthermore, with the ability of the Death Law, it was also possible for him to become a dark prison with him, thus, he was quite famous in the next generation as well. It was not easy for a Low Grade Nether Emperor to become famous in the Song Monarch City, but in the black prison, he was clearly someone with true ability.

"Of course, if Princess Qin Yao were to go up, the Black Dungeons would be unable to win a hundred battles and a hundred victories." Wang Zhuo smiled as he looked at Qin Yao who was on the other side of the Black Rope Commander. This casual tone had undoubtedly made both Black Rope Commander and Qin Yao like Wang Zhuo more, not only were they powerful, they were courteous to others too, and no one would not like the exaggerations of others.

also noticed the Dark Prison. Not only did he notice it, he was also rather engrossed in it, it was not easy for him to integrate the laws into his attacks to this level of perfection. Lin Feng's mind even started to involuntarily calculate it, and scenes seemed to have appeared in his mind, the scene of him using the Law Of Earth and the Law of Space to attack the Black Prison.

At this time, on the audience's stage, Wang Zhuo pointed towards another Middle Grade Nether Emperor Arena. Over there, he had just stepped foot on a black clothed Sword Cultivator, and his body was naturally unlike that of the black prison, but very well-proportioned, as if every inch of his skin was perfect. His face was gray, and his eyes were also grey and lifeless.

"This person is called Sword Blindness, blind, but his sword is not blind at all. On the contrary, it is exceptionally crafty and strange, extremely terrifying. Within the Song Monarch City, even many extremely powerful Nether Emperor are unwilling to face this blind swordsman." Wang Zhuo smiled and introduced him to the Black Rope Commander: "On the Middle Grade Nether Emperor Arena, this person can win a hundred battles and a hundred victories."

Wang Zhuo's voice was still filled with confidence, as if he was the same as Wang Zhuo.

Sword Blindness's sword was indeed not blind, furthermore, he had other people's blindness. It was just a single sword, but it was like a sword from the heavens, directly blinding his opponent.

"Blind cultivators are actually more terrifying than those with eyes. His eyes are on the sword." The Black Rope Commander believed Wang Zhuo's words. The Sword Blindness could obtain victory of a hundred battles and a hundred victories.

"Commander, look ahead of us." Wang Zhuo pointed to the spectating platform they were seated on. Halfway up the stairs, there were many pavilions and there were many people seated there. Those who were able to sit there, were all people who had already obtained victories in battle, and at this moment, there were even more than twenty pavilions present.

"I know, these people are all people with hundreds of victories in battle." The Black Rope Commander said with a smile.

Wang Zhuo nodded his head, "They can already become members of the's Palace army, but now they are still here. The Commander must know the reason why, they want a greater reputation, and want to defeat the other expert who have won a hundred battles, this way, they will be even more dazzling, and will enjoy special privileges the moment they enter the city master's Palace."

"I heard that only by defeating the nine expert s who also have the achievements of a hundred battles and a hundred victories, would they be qualified to enjoy the privileges of the city master Palace. This is not an easy matter." The smile on Black Rope Commander's fair face was warm. It was impossible to tell at a glance that he was a powerful Nether Monarch character who was the commander of a region of hell.

"Moreover, they should have agreed to come together today. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to gather ten people with a hundred battles and a hundred victories." Qin Yao laughed softly, looked at Wang Zhuo, and said: "So, you invited me and Father to the viewing platform today."

"Honorable Nephew has put in a lot of effort." The Black Rope Commander laughed.

"I had long heard that Princess Qin Yao wanted to enter the city master Palace, but I invited them to come today. Wang Zhuo smiled and nodded towards Qin Yao, and Qin Yao's beautiful eyes immediately revealed an even more beautiful smile. Wang Zhuo's words were undoubtedly praising her victory over the other nine people who had won a hundred battles and a hundred victories, so she was naturally happy.

In Song Monarch City, even the daughter of a commander-in-chief of a region of hell would have to follow the rules if she wanted to enter the city master Palace, relying on her own strength instead of privileges.

In the pavilion at the center of the viewing platform, the eyes of the youths were filled with sharpness. They had heard Wang Zhuo's words; it would not be easy for a commander's daughter to defeat them and stand tall.

"The Black Dungeons will go to the next round. It seems like he wants to win a hundred battles and a hundred victories. I wonder who will come out to stop him." At this moment, another person walked up the platform. He was a young man with delicate features, clad in white, and was extremely quiet. But upon seeing him, the spectators were all taken aback, not because he was powerful, but because his cultivation base seemed to be at the Nether Realm.

"Let me see your cultivation level?" At this time, a person soared into the sky and spoke to Lin Feng. Although the stage was free, there were still restrictions placed on it in the city master Palace, otherwise, it would not be a chaotic battle.

Lin Feng slightly nodded as he released the power of a few laws from his body. Sensing the strength of Lin Feng's laws, the person immediately nodded and said, "Low Grade Nether Emperor can fight!"

After which, he disappeared into the crowd.1

"This person is quite strange." The Black Rope Commander looked at Lin Feng with a puzzled expression on his fair face. Even he could hide this person's concealment method.

"Although the concealment method is quite powerful, it is impossible for those people who have won a hundred battles to block the Black Dungeons without taking action." Wang Zhuo said in a casual manner. As he spoke, he stepped forward like a Titan God, in a black prison.

"Buzz!" Just like how it was for others, even if you knew the method he wanted to use, you just had to be unable to resist it. This was the power of the black prison, and once the black prison drew near, no Low Grade Emperor would be able to resist his terrifying strength.

"The battle is over!" Wang Zhuo's smile was still as confident as ever. Just as the black prison's fist light was about to break through the air, the void suddenly trembled, and then, he suddenly felt a tyrannical gravity pressing over. Following which, an illusory prison appeared, and a terrifying pressure descended on his body, trapping him inside.

"The Black Dungeons!" The pupils of the crowd contracted as an explosive sound rang out. The young man who was imprisoned in the black prison blasted out a punch, and after which, he dashed forth, like a gust of wind, he slammed towards the black prison he was in.

Another loud explosion rang out, and the black prison was also destroyed. The tyrannical punch caused the air to rumble, and the two terrifying forces collided with each other, causing the black prison's huge body to glide backwards, and its frail body, as steady as a mountain in front of the black prison!

The confidence on Wang Zhuo's face disappeared with the punch, and his smile froze!

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