1973. Chapter 1973 A life-threatening challenge 15
Poseidon glanced at Alenos slightly from the corner of his eyes, and then moved to Dila, his eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a strange light flashing.
Dilla also noticed Poseidon's gaze at the same time, and for some reason, she felt a bit of panic and uneasiness.
Now there are four of the six challengers participating in the selection of the alliance leader, the only ones missing are the dark leader Bakht and the leader of the dragon tribe, Mutt.
Not long after everyone on the ring waited patiently, the sky in the entire field suddenly turned pitch black, and a whirlpool of pitch-black clouds flew rapidly from the distance, as if it had swallowed up the sky. A group of crows followed behind this black cloud.
A powerful and terrifying dark aura made everyone feel terrified.
"The Dark Lord is here!"
Clemont looked up at the whirlpool of black clouds, and saw a huge evil and ferocious face vaguely revealed in the center of the whirlpool of black clouds, from which came a sad and sneer.
"He is a demigod!" Castile's expression changed.
When the whirlpool of black clouds enveloped the arena, everyone felt as if the blood in their bodies began to reverse. Their hearts felt inexplicably depressed and frightened. Those disciples with lower cultivation levels simply could not resist this powerful dark aura.
Everyone was half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, with a layer of cold sweat breaking out on their faces.
"Hahaha——hahaha——"
"Poseidon, I finally have a chance to fight you."
Bakht's voice came from the vortex of black clouds. Immediately in the center of the vortex of black clouds, a huge black beam of light shot towards the ring. The black clouds and the beam of light in the sky instantly dissipated at the same time, and everyone's vision returned to light.
, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black patterned robe on the ring.
This middle-aged man is much taller than a normal person, with thick bones. The high collar covers half of his face. His face is very pale, as if he is dead, and his blue eyes are like a ball of fire burning.
In his right hand, he held a two-meter-long curved staff. This staff was inlaid with a fist-sized black gem, and the dark aura it exuded was extremely astonishing.
After seeing this legendary dark leader, Dilla, King Beamon and others couldn't help but tighten their expressions.
Poseidon frowned slightly, his eyes became extremely sharp, staring at Bakht like a knife, he smiled coldly and said: "You are here."