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Chapter 237 The Battle of the Desolate Slaves

The desolate island, the corpses, the never-ending sea of ​​blood, this is how Chen Le has been here for more than a hundred years.

On this day, Chen Le was just lying on a stone. He was thinking about who this Huang was, and he was his slave, so why had Huang never seen him. In fact, Chen Le had been thinking about this question.

He was even thinking that the Skull Mountain was the desert, but there was no evidence.

"If it is Huang, it means Huang is already dead. No, isn't Huang immortal?"

However, at this moment, the sea of ​​blood in the distance began to roll again.

Chen Le smiled and was no longer surprised: "It seems that two years have passed and it's time to bring something new to the island. I wonder if there is..." [

But when he said this, Chen Le stood up on the spot with a whoosh, raised his head and looked towards the location of the tornado. At the same time, Chen Le also felt another difference, that is, it seemed that his body

Something inside is broken.

Chen Le became ecstatic. He had already prepared the raft. After rushing over, he threw the raft into the sea of ​​blood, and he picked up a long bone and started paddling. Then, he - actually left the small

island, and has not been turned back by any force.

However, Chen Le was not dazzled by the surprise yet. After he went out, he hurriedly returned to the island. He rushed back to Xu You's cave as fast as he could. Now, when the tornado was there, even though the blood was

It won't hurt my current Huangnu body, but the feeling is very bad.

After a long time, the tornado outside stopped.

Chen Le checked again and found that he could indeed go to sea.

"It's really weird. Why do I feel like a voice is calling me..." On the sea of ​​blood, Chen Le slid a white bone and whispered in his mouth. In fact, he didn't have any direction when he went to sea. He relied entirely on his feelings.

Walk.

But as he walked, Chen Le felt that there seemed to be a voice speaking in his ear, asking him to go in a certain direction. Chen Le didn't know where the voice came from, but he listened to the words and followed that direction.

.

Slowly, Chen Le's eyes became dull, and the movements of his hands became less agile.

I don’t know how much time has passed. If Chen Le was still conscious, he would be surprised, because Chen Le is not the only one around. There are many people around, and they may be sliding on the skeleton like Chen Le.

Get up on a raft, or simply swim in the sea of ​​blood... The dense crowds are all heading in the same direction.

Just like Chen Le, these people were unconscious, as if they were being held by a rope.

These people are like walking zombies, but they all have a common direction, which is an open area in the distance. There is no sea of ​​blood in that place, only a flat land.

One person came ashore, others came ashore, everyone came ashore.

When everyone came ashore, Chen Le came to his senses in the crowd. Not only him, but also the people around him came to his senses.

"What is this place?"

"who are you?"

"How did I get here?"

"Are you all desert slaves too?"



A series of questions were asked from everyone's mouths. Only then did they realize that they were not alone. There were many wild slaves in the Jingshen Valley, but they could not meet each other. [

But today, why do they meet again? This is the question in all of their minds.

"Choose a seat and sit tight!"

Suddenly, a sound of thunder sounded from the void, followed by white lights flashing, and futons appeared in front of everyone, with a total of one hundred and eight positions.

"Choose a seat and sit tight!"

Seeing that everyone was motionless, a cold snort came from the void, and he repeated what he had just said.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, and there was a fear from deep in their hearts, or the subject's surrender to the king, which made them have to do what this man said.

Everyone obediently ran to find a futon and sat down. As it happened, there were one hundred and eight people in total.

In this Jingshen Valley, there are a total of one hundred and eight desolate slaves.

If everyone didn't meet, no one would know. Chen Le looked at the person next to him. This person was still covered in blood and didn't look human. He shook his head and asked: "How long have you been here?

Already?"

"Hey, it's been eight hundred years. When my elders were about to live, they came to look for the Holy Yuan Fruit, and finally became a desolate slave. I thought I was the only desolate slave here, but I didn't expect there to be so many. My name is Hua Ming, no.

Do you know friends?”

"Chen Le."

The two chatted for a while. After all, they usually talked to themselves. Now it was rare for them to say something like this, so they felt more cordial.

After a while, a seven or eight-year-old boy suddenly appeared in the void.

"The god of waste has his destiny, and the slaves will fight!"

The boy looked at everyone with an expression on his face and said: "The slave struggle, the battle of the desolate slaves. The desolate god has one hundred and eight slaves, and after today there are only three slaves left!"

The boy glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice: "The killing begins!"

Slave struggle? What is slave struggle?

I'm afraid no one among the one hundred and eight people present knew this, because before this, they had never experienced any slave struggle. But after the words "killing" came out of the boy's mouth, they all understood more or less.

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Kill!

Slaves fight!

In the end, only the three slaves were left...the meaning was very clear, that is, to kill each other.

"Holy shit!" Chen Le cursed, and immediately stood up from the futon, shooting backwards as a reflex. But his eyes fell straight on his original position, and the futon had been covered by

The man was smashed into pieces with a fist, and the owner of the fist turned out to be Hua Ming, who was chatting with him just now![

At this time, Chen Le didn't say anything. In the end, there were only three people left among the 108 people present. Then no one could believe it, and you couldn't blame the other party, because they were not friends to begin with, and now they are even more so.

Enemy, either you die or I live.

This is a killing game. These people have no Yuan power, and some only have physical strength, so the fight is extremely fierce. This person's head was pulled out, that person's arm was pulled off, and there was a bloody killing.

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Chen Le has not been in this Jingshen Valley for that long, and relatively speaking, his strength is not very strong, so Chen Le was almost killed several times during the shuttle. But he escaped at the last moment, and later

He even fled to the shore and picked up a sharp rib as long as a man.

However, Chen Le's strength was too low. In the end, he was picked up and thrown into the air by a powerful guy whose body was absolutely comparable to the peak of earthly weapons and even close to the heavenly weapons. He stretched out his hand and prepared to tear him in half.

Chen Le was flying in the air, smiling bitterly in his heart: "Am I going to die? In such a ghost place?"

However, an accident happened. At this time, a figure rushed in this direction, and cut the strong man into two pieces. Chen Le flipped in the air and landed. He looked at the person in surprise. He turned out to be an acquaintance.

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An old man with a goatee and a woman.

Chen Le didn't know the old man, but Chen Le knew the woman. When Chen Le saw the woman, he almost cursed: "What a fool!"

"Don't say any more, it's important to save your life first!" The woman stepped forward and pulled Chen Le, and both of them hid behind the old man.

Naturally, the woman was Bai Ling who was the culprit of Chen Le being trapped in this ghost place, and during the brief exchange, Chen Le learned that the old man was Bai Ling's father, Tuoluo.

Of course, this is just a brief exchange. In the current situation, they are more fighting with others and have no time to talk at all. Fortunately, Tuoluo's father originally followed the path of body training when he was practicing. Now,

After becoming a wild slave, his physical strength became even more powerful, surpassing the level of earthly weapons and rivaling heavenly weapons.

Because of Bai Ling's relationship, this tuoluo has always protected Chen Le, which has reduced the pressure on Chen Le a lot.

Moreover, when Chen Le and Bai Ling joined forces, their strength was not weak, but they persisted.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer people alive.

In the end, there were only thirty people left, and they more or less formed a small group of three people. Because of this slave struggle, only the last three people were left. So it is best for three people to form a group.

Chen Le Bailing and Bailing's father, the three of them are a group. The same is true for the other people. The three of them fight against the enemy together. If they fight to the end, then the three of them will be the survivors in the end.

After a while, only nine people were left.

Chen Lebailing was injured, but Tuoluo's injury was even more serious because he withstood most of the external pressure. Now his right arm has been cut off. Due to the lack of support from Yuan Power, the fundamental method cannot grow.

Now, everyone no longer acts blindly. They are all separated by a lot of distance and are wary of each other. After all, being able to survive among one hundred and eight people, there is no doubt about the strength. But people like Chen Lebailing

Basically no one of them survived by relying on their relationship. According to the current situation, the two of them are the two weakest among the nine people. As for the others, they have joined forces and are extremely powerful.

"Ling'er, I'm afraid we can't support it anymore." Tuo Luo looked back at Chen Le and spoke for the first time.

When Chen Le saw Duo Luo's eyes, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart. Is this Duo Luo going to give up on himself? Without Duo Luo's help, Chen Le has no confidence that he can survive. After all, no matter what, his physical body

In addition to being slightly stronger than Bai Ling, he can be regarded as the weakest person here.

However, at this moment, the other two teams actually took action.

Only then did Tuoluo look away from Chen Le, rolled his eyes, and rushed directly towards the battle. Since you dog bites dog, then I will beat up the drowned dog. Tuoluo's performance just now is beyond doubt.

Among the few people below, Tuo Luo's strength can be said to be the first.

But Chen Le soon discovered something was wrong. The two teams just now were actually cheating, deliberately attracting Tuoluo, and then the two parties joined forces to eliminate the strongest Tuoluo. They were discussing what happened next.


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