The Mighty Female Immortal

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Looking at the surroundings, I saw a lot of people looking at themselves. Their eyes included contempt and disdain. They talked with each other without hesitation:

"There is another rookie, I don't know if I can survive for a year."

"However, it looks really good! If you are willing to be an acolyte, I will guarantee that she has nothing for a year!"

"Just by you? You still protect yourself!"

Xu Ziyan’s eyes slowly swept around, and he knew that now that he has entered the Nether, he will only stay here for one year. However, it seems that it is not only to face the Rakshasa of the ghost world, but these human monks are also different from the ground, and each person's body is exuded by serious aggression. It seems that after I came in, some of the performance was too shocking, let others look down on themselves. If this continues, how can I live in the Nether for a year?

Xu Ziyan held his fist tightly and took a few deep breaths to stabilize his emotions. But still standing there and saying nothing, seriously observing the situation around.

The smiles of the people around them are somewhat confusing, and there is no such thing as the monks on the ground between walking and standing, but there is no rule. It only makes people feel a violent.

Not far away, the fighting sounds that came and screamed, and the good voices from time to time. Everything is chaotic, it is just standing at the entrance to the Nether. I still don't know what the scene is like!

The monk who had just received Xu Ziyan came back and came to the front of Xu Ziyan and said indifferently:

"You are assigned to the fifth squad, come with me!"

Xu Ziyan asked politely: "Senior brother. How is the situation here different from the outside?"

The monk did not stop, and his face showed a trace of impatience:

"Where do you think this is? Here is the Nether! There are no rules above. Whoever has a big fist here, whoever says it, is good!"

"This..." Xu Ziyan was shocked. She thought that this was a monk who united against the front of Raksha. This does not seem to be the case today. I glanced at the monks around me and asked softly:

"Brother. I don't need to go see the person in charge here?"

The monk glared at Xu Ziyan, his face looked like a smile, and Xu Ziyan’s heart was amazed.

"Don't I say something wrong? Destroy the rules here? What is it here? If I was smashed here, I will see people when the other brothers and sisters of Zongmen come here." what!"

Xu Ziyan was taking care there, but heard the monk's mocking voice:

"Who do you think you are? Do you want the captain to see you personally? I have already reported your situation. You have a female repair, there is no team willing to ask you. Later, the captain of the fifth team just passed by, only to take in You. Don't let the captain's mind down!"

Speaking of this, the monk once again said: "The monks in the Nether are not all the monks you saw above. There are many vicious and evil people who violated the rules of the immortal world. They throw it into the inside. Such people don’t want to go out for a lifetime, they can only kill it with Rakshasa for a lifetime.

Others are disciples who violate the statutes or rules. They came here as punishments. They are all years old and will be able to return to the ground until they reach the age limit.

The third type is the monks who change their defense every three years. They are the various sects. Family. The monks in the Sanxian League can return to the ground as long as they stay here for three years. In addition to being used no longer here, you can get a lot of rewards.

The last one is a monk like you. Come here to experience. Stay at least for a year.

Therefore, in addition to your disciples in the Nether. There are also disciples who change their defenses. It is very difficult for the other two monks to return to the top. I have stayed in such a place for a lifetime, and I have no hope. What can I do besides being self-defeating and being happy in time? ”

"That..." Xu Ziyan asked in shock: "The big captain doesn't care?"

"What is the control?" The monk looked at the purple smoke and said: "Don't kill them? Who will kill the Rakshasa? Then, those who have lost hope, what are you afraid of? The captain is not To kill them, every year there are some monks who can’t help but torture their souls."

Xu Ziyan’s gaze was always looking around, watching the monks fighting from time to time along the way, while the female monk swayed in the arms of the male monk and smiled. Even a male repairman who relied on a female repairee had just been killed by the other party. She immediately rushed to the embrace of the victor, and was ridiculed by the winner and hugged into the house facing the street.

What kind of world is this!

Xu Ziyan couldn't help but marvel again. The battles that have been seen on the ground are pediatrics here. Everything here is full of cruelty and reality. No wonder every sect, the elite disciples of the family will come here to experience. I think that if you have such a experience, and then go back to the ground, you will be able to stand out among the monks of the same age.

Are these elite disciples practicing safe here? Haven't seen the cruelty here, the actual elite disciples, how many will eventually be able to safely leave here and return to the ground? Or is there a special protection for the experienced elite disciples? Thinking of this, Xu Ziyan whispered:

"Senior brother, can every disciple who comes here experience safely return to the ground?"

The monk looked at Xu Ziyan strangely, and his eyes were more contemptuous and said coldly:

"Here is the Nether, the Nether has its own rules. The pipe on the ground is not here! The disciples who have been here are all based on their own skills. Therefore, there are not many elite disciples who have been able to survive for a year. Every time they come to experience Half of the disciples died here."

Xu Ziyan listened slowly and slowly slowed down. In the heart, he said: "It seems that this is really a life and death experience. There is no way out. Since this is the law of the jungle, whoever has a big fist can survive. Then I will Let go completely!"

The purple smoke of the mind was released, and the state of mind suddenly changed. No longer hesitant and fearful, his eyes became deep and his face became calm and calm. His eyes swept toward the surroundings, and many of the monks looked at themselves as if they were a hungry wolf who only saw fat sheep. There is disdain in the eyes, it has a playful taste, and it has a flaw!

In the Nether is a large team, this team is divided into forty squadrons, each squad contains a hundred squad. There is no limit to the number of teams in each team. You can be alone or with many people. When the number of teams reaches one thousand, they can rise to a squadron.

However, it is almost impossible for a team to become a squadron. Not to mention the loss in the fight with Raksha, it is also very competitive. It’s not bad to be defeated, and you can raise the number to a thousand!

At this time, the monk led Xu Ziyan to stop in front of a courtyard. Reaching out and pushing the door away, he walked in. Xu Ziyan followed closely behind him and walked into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw more than a dozen people scattered in the courtyard. Everyone looked at Xu Ziyan's eyes full of wariness, but seeing Xu Ziyan's look is very quiet, no aggressive light, the eyes of the eyes slightly converged, but the eyes are more contemptuous and playful.

As the monk walked through the courtyard and entered the room, he saw a man with a naked upper body sitting on a dilapidated chair in the top. Seeing the monk who led Xu Ziyan came in and hurriedly stood up from the chair and said to the monk politely:

"I have seen Liu brother!"

"Yeah!" the monk said with a faint voice: "This new monk I brought to you, and later you are the fifth team member. Well, since the person brought it, I will leave."

The squad leader hurriedly sent the brother Liu to the door, and then he came back from the door happily and re-sitting on the broken chair in the middle. His eyes became majestic and he looked at it. At this time, Xu Ziyan, who was sitting on a chair next to him.

"What is your name?"

"Xu Ziyan." Xu Ziyan said faintly.

While viewing the Xu Ziyan in the package phase, Xu Ziyan is also viewing the package phase. When you look at the body of the bag, you will know that the repair of the phase is the eighth layer of the foundation period. I can't help but feel a shock. In the heart:

"It seems that this is a hidden dragon in the Nether! I want to see the Liang Zongshu of the **** machine that I encountered at the beginning. As the main annihilator of the zombies, it is the repair of the tenth floor of the foundation period. I did not expect a small team leader here. However, it has the eighth floor of the foundation period! It seems that this is really a wonderful place to experience!"

Where does Xu Ziyan know that this place is not a perfect place for cultivation. The reason why the monks here are high is to fight in the harsh environment, but the most important thing is that on the other hand, it is because these highly cultivated people used to be some masters on the ground. Things were caught and thrown here, they were not weak when they were originally cultivated. Besides, will people who are weak will go to trouble? Only those who are high-educated will see the rules as dirt. Therefore, they were banned, and they were repaired as higher monks and caught here.

Xu Ziyan and Bao Xiang’s gaze collided in the dimly lit room. The meaning contained in the eyes was Xu Ziyan’s natural understanding. The gaze of the package revealed the killing, and the package saw the killing in Xu Ziyan’s eyes. Grab a trace of sarcasm.

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The seventh place, the snail also has a time to go beyond! O(∩_∩)O (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it, the monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation.)