In the boundless pool of blood, a high platform rumbled up.

Gu Qingshan felt a force of space movement coming, and the next second, he was already standing on the platform.

At this time, there were several dead with powerful auras on the stage.

Everyone occupied a place, looked at each other without any concealment, ready to go.

Gu Qingshan also found a place without a man to wait quietly.

Lines of scarlet small words quickly floated in the air:

"The battle for the Ghost King has begun."

"You're joining the candidate battle for skinning hell."

"Note: This time the Ghost King Staff of the Prison will host the complete battle for hell, so the rules will be different from the last time."

Gu Qingshan nodded in his heart.

The original world where I was before was just a fragment of the world in the six realms of reincarnation.

But the current competition for the Ghost King is the eighteenth level hell of the entire six realms of reincarnation world!

There is no comparison at all.

so……

He looked around.

I saw that all the dead emitted a powerful aura, which was almost no worse than ordinary practitioners in the Unpredictable Realm.

Every dead are eager to try.

If you become the Ghost King, you can command the entire eighteen levels of hell.

What a huge force this is!

While Gu Qingshan was thinking, he suddenly felt a little itchy on his shoulders.

itch?

He is a practitioner of the Unpredictable Realm, and his body is also a demon dragon. How could he suddenly feel itchy?

Gu Qingshan was also a little surprised. After a glance at his mind, he saw a small bone insect lying on his shoulder, emitting a faint aura.

The breath of a skeleton girl.

Gu Qingshan thought about it and immediately understood.

Before, on the Tiewei Mountain, the skeleton girl pushed herself, so she came to the skinning hell.

Could it be...

Did this little bone worm follow him at that time?

What does the skeleton girl want to express?

Gu Qingshan took off the bone insect without showing any expression and gently held it in his hand.

The little bug immediately sent a divine thought to him:

"In the past era, many powerful immortals, ghosts, divine beasts, evil ghosts, and Asuras were all sleeping in hell. Although you have various means, you may not be able to ascend to the position of Ghost King as fast as possible."

"I will help you. We will work together to strive to become the Ghost King before I am killed, so that we can save everyone from the Yellow Spring World."

"I know you have a lot of questions, but first we have to survive, and then I will tell you the truth."

"I'm resisting outside, you're fighting for the Ghost King inside"

"You have to succeed faster!"

After the little bone worm was sent to the message, it turned into a bone ring and put it between his fingers.

Gu Qingshan's heart was thrilled.

What's the meaning?

Could it be that the Skeleton Girl has foresaw the end of the war?

So the two times she pretended to die just now were deliberately confusing the enemy. In order to make the enemy hesitate and delay more time when she really couldn't fight back?

It seems...that's what it is.

Gu Qingshan quickly made up his judgment and couldn't stop his heart from sinking.

No wonder she is coming to test her identity...

Gu Qingshan clenched his fists slightly.

No matter what, the skeleton girl has been standing on the side of her master.

Then, she is her natural ally.

Besides, if such a powerful existence just wants to escape, who can stop her?

I'm afraid she still wants to save more sentient beings in the underworld.

Yes, that should be the case.

Otherwise she would have left!

Buzz

A vibration spread throughout the skinning hell, interrupting Gu Qingshan's thoughts.

Everyone looked like a move, and they felt that in a vague way, some will was coming.

Gu Qingshan glanced down and saw a faint wave on his fingers emitting a faint wave.

In the void, lines of scarlet words appeared:

"The battle for skinning hell has begun."

"The rules for this candidate selection"

"Because of the common merits of the Lord of Huangquan and the Lord of Huangquan, the rules will be understood first, and a few conditions can be attached."

"Please check the rules right now!"

All the small words are translated into a new line of small words:

"Skinning Hell Win Rules: Become the only person standing on a high platform (additional rules can be added)."

Gu Qingshan took a look and shook his head silently.

This condition

No need to make any changes at all.

"Save time, start right away."

He used his thoughts to communicate with the bone ring.

The bone ring moved slightly, and the skeleton girl's voice came from afar, vaguely mixed with the violent roar of fighting:

"These people are not bad at all. Do you really want to fight them? That will take too much time!"

"No, I'll be soon." Gu Qingshan responded with a divine thought.

"good!"

The skeleton girl responded and stopped talking.

The next moment, everyone on the platform showed a sudden look.

"To be the only person standing on the platform..." someone muttered in a low voice.

Almost in an instant, everyone started fighting!

They used various killer moves without hesitation just to knock others out of the high platform.

Gu Qingshan had already finished reciting the spell at this time and shouted in a low voice: "Come out!"

Hula la la la la!

I saw densely packed dead people appearing on the platform, almost filling all positions in an instant.

Just a moment

Even if they were attacked by weapons, hit by magic, hit by fists, or even hit back to the river of death to sleep, these dead people rushed towards each candidate without hesitation.

The dead come from the River of Death, not the Seven Kings of the Kingdom of Death, and may be less powerful than the candidates of the Skinned Hell.

But they are many people.

Almost instantly, the entire platform was full of people.

One group of dead people was knocked out, and another group immediately appeared, with endless numbers, leaving the candidates unable to deal with it.

What's more, the mission of the dead is not to defeat the opponent.

They rushed up desperately, holding their feet, gripping their hands, locking their waists, and twisting their heads. Almost every candidate was pulled tightly by a large group of dead people.

Once the target was locked, the dead immediately started moving together, jumped out of the platform, and shouted, "For the glory of death!"
To be continued...