Douluo, who started from beheading Yu Xiaogang with one knife

Chapter 172 Devil Concentration Camp

Ye Lingling sat on the bed, holding the skull with blue light in both hands, and slowly closed her eyes.

With a trace of mental fluctuations slowly pouring into the wisdom skull, the blue light on the wisdom skull suddenly became stronger, and almost in an instant, it enveloped Ye Lingling's body, exuding blue brilliance.

The reason why spirit bones are more precious than spirit rings is that apart from the fact that they are not easy to obtain, there is another more important reason that absorbing spirit bones has no limit of spirit power.

Just like now, Ye Lingling absorbs this 5-year-old soul bone without the slightest danger.

Surrounded by the blue light, the first thing Ye Lingling felt was a cold and cool breath injected into her mind.

It was a wave of energy that made her feel very comfortable.

The cool breath penetrated directly from the center of her eyebrows, gradually stimulating her brain. Wherever it passed, her brain seemed to be gradually opened up.

That wonderful sense of transparency was a comfort Ye Lingling had never felt before.

What surprised her even more was that under the effect of that cool airflow, her entire brain seemed to be separated from her body.

Is this the feeling that the spirit bone brings to people?Ye Lingling has a feeling of traveling in the sky.

At this time, under the influence of this icy air current, not only did the originally invisible spiritual power grow at an astonishing speed, but also Ye Lingling's relationship with it suddenly became closer. to direct it.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being the wisdom skull of spiritual cohesion.The unprecedented concentration of mental power made Ye Lingling's brain seem to be opened up.He doesn't need to look with his eyes, he can already clearly feel everything in the outside world.

It worked!
Ye Lingling opened her eyes, and first gave Zhang Yang a sweet kiss.

After realizing that she was impulsive, she realized that six eyes were staring at her.

Suddenly, she blushed like a thin-skinned persimmon, turned her back, and her chest began to heave because of tension.

a long time.

After Ye Lingling completely restrained the breath of the soul bone.

Zhang Yang said, "Lingling, I'll take you back."

Ye Lingling turned around suddenly, looked at Zhang Yang, and said with an aggrieved face, "You won't let me follow you?"

"Lingling, you should know that my identity here, if the two of us are asked about one thing at the same time, it is very likely that we will give up, and it will be the two of us who will be in danger."

Ye Lingling understood Zhang Yang's words, but she was just unwilling and wanted to be with Zhang Yang.

Although she didn't ask Zhang Yang why he deceived Wuhundian to create a fake identity, and although she didn't know what Zhang Yang's specific identity was, she knew that what Zhang Yang was going to do must be very dangerous, and she also knew that Zhang Yang would not harm her.

After a long time, Ye Lingling nodded reluctantly.

late at night.

Ye Lingling definitely wouldn't sleep with Zhang Yang. Although she always had this idea in her heart, she still resisted if she really wanted to do it.

Only Zhang Yang, Xiao Wu and Fan Yu were left in the room.

"Xiao Wu, Fan Yu. After I send Ye Lingling back, you all go back to the Star Dou Forest to find Da Ming."

"Brother, are you going to do something dangerous?" Xiao Wu's expression instantly became serious.

"Every fish will never leave its master."

Zhang Yang smiled slightly and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm not going to do something dangerous. I'm already a soul king, and I have the ability to protect myself on the Douluo Continent. I'm the devil going to the Spirit Hall Concentration camp, because I feel that something in the devil's concentration camp is pulling the life stone in me."

Zhang Yang didn't speak to the two of them. He did feel that there was something related to the life stone in the devil concentration camp of Wuhun Temple. He also tried to investigate the devil concentration camp of Wuhun Temple before during the competition, but it was heavily guarded and there was no It was impossible to get in, so he planned to get in by joining Wuhundian.

The Devil's Concentration Camp is the place where the Spirit Hall specializes in cultivating talents. They are trained in the way of raising Gu, so that they can kill each other. The three members of the golden generation of the Spirit Hall came out of the Devil's Concentration Camp.

Seeing that Xiao Wu and Fan Yu still looked reluctant, Zhang Yang held the two girls in his arms, "Don't worry, I will bring the Taurus with me this time, there will be no danger."

"If you can bring the Taurus, why can't you bring us?" Xiao Wu asked.

"Because of the mechanism of the devil's concentration camp, Wuhundian will send a lot of soul masters to the devil's concentration camp every time, but only one can come out. I don't want to fight to the death with you, I just want to fight with you on the bed. "

Xiao Wu said coquettishly: "Brother, it's dead. Then when will you come back?"

Zhang Yang's face straightened, "Two months at the fastest, half a year at the slowest."

"Alright then, we'll be waiting for you in the Star Dou Forest. You must go find us when you come."

"Do not worry."

After half a month of preparation time, Zhang Yang sent all the three girls around him away.

Can you really come back within half a year?
he does not know.

Even whether he can come back this time is still unknown to him.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

"Are you really planning to go to the devil's concentration camp?" Bibi Dong looked at Zhang Yang in doubt.

Wuhundian not only transports eight-year-old children into it, but also some adult soul masters will also go there for training, and these people are a group of decisive and ruthless people.

Bibidong wasn't worried that Zhang Yang wouldn't be able to get out inside, she still had confidence in Zhang Yang's strength and character, but he felt that the devil's concentration camp was not suitable for Zhang Yang.

"Your Majesty, I have made my decision."

"In fact, there is a place that is more suitable for you to cultivate than the devil's concentration camp, and you can also gain domain skills when you come out of there. Do you want to try it?"

"Your Majesty, I have already decided to go to the devil concentration camp. As for the place you mentioned, I may be interested in visiting it when I come back."

Of course Zhang Yang knew where Bibi Dong said that he could obtain the domain.

Counting the time, Tang Hao may have taken Tang San to the Slaughter Capital by now, but he has more important things to do now.

"Now that you've made up your mind, go ahead and do it."

Outside Wuhun City.

To Zhang Yang's surprise, there was actually another person who came to see him off, Yueguan.

Of course, he could guess a thing or two about Yueguan's little thoughts, it was nothing more than trying to get some fairy herbs from him.

The devil's concentration camp is not in Wuhun City, but in a hidden place. The reason why Zhang Yang knew about it was also at Yueguankou.

In order to get this information out, Zhang Yang spent all his money to give Yueguan a strange velvet Babel chrysanthemum, otherwise Yueguan would never have opened his mouth.

After finishing speaking, Yueguan also told him not to tell anyone about this matter.

Zhang Yang turned around and got into a carriage. The carriage was sent by the concentration camp to pick up the trainees. After he got into the carriage, there were already several people in the carriage.

From their aura, Zhang Yang can tell that most of these people are soul sects and soul kings, and presumably they are also the ones who participated in the devil concentration camp this time.

These people looked at Zhang Yang arrogantly, but Zhang Yang didn't take it seriously. In his eyes, these people were already the ghosts of his gun.

At this time, the person sitting in the innermost place caught Zhang Yang's attention, because Zhang Yang felt a huge mental wave, which definitely did not belong to the level of Soul Sect or Soul King.

Contra!From the mental fluctuations, Zhang Yang judged the person's soul power level.

Contra also went to participate in the devil concentration camp, this is not a pain in the ass!

But looking at this person's clothes and calm aura, Zhang Yang knew that his judgment was hasty. This person should be someone from the devil concentration camp.

As the person slowly opened his eyes, the surging mental power enveloped the entire carriage, and all the students in the carriage lost their hearing, vision, touch, taste and smell for a while.

A soul master of the spiritual department, and also a Contra-level powerhouse, even Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh that the strength of the Wuhun Temple is far beyond any sect's comparison.

If you want to move to this behemoth, you must make careful preparations.

Zhang Yang can understand why this soul master of the spiritual department did this. The devil concentration camp is the secret place of the Wuhun Temple. In order not to be exposed, they are picked up in this kind of carriage. At the same time, they must be accompanied by a strong person to make them feel lost along the way.

But this is completely superfluous for Zhang Yang, he now knows where the devil concentration camp is, and just relying on an eight-ring spirit soul master seems to block his perception.

It's just a dream!

And it's completely unnecessary to do so. Most of the people who entered the devil's concentration camp lived to the end. How can a dead person still tell the secret?

As for the one who survived, it must be him!
No longer thinking about it, Zhang Yang closed his eyes, lay down on the carriage and fell asleep.

In this situation, only he can fall asleep. In the case of losing the five senses, as time goes by, people will gradually become afraid in this situation.

He can block the influence of these mental fluctuations on him, but other people can't do it, it only takes half a day, and some people have already started to sweat coldly and tremble all over.

This kind of situation is already common to this soul master of the spiritual department. In fact, from the moment they got on the carriage, the experience in the devil concentration camp had already begun.

Some of them died on the carriage before even seeing the gate of the devil's concentration camp, dying under fear.

After going through a long journey, Zhang Yang didn't know how long he had traveled, because he had been sleeping during this time, roughly half a month.

In fact, Wuhun City is not that far away from the Devil Concentration Camp. Zhang Yang has been to that place, and it took only two days from Wuhun City to the Devil Concentration Camp at his speed.

The slow speed of the carriage was actually deliberately done by the people in the devil concentration camp.

In the past half a month, Zhang Yang slept comfortably, and the others were almost driven crazy. Even this strong man in the spiritual department was almost driven to collapse by Zhang Yang.

He had seen too many soul masters who came to the devil's concentration camp. After they came up, they were all highly nervous, wandering on the verge of terrifying collapse.Those like Zhang Yang who fell asleep after getting in the car were the number one.

Seeing Zhang Yang's leisurely and contented appearance, this spirit-type Contra also became angry. Under his deliberate control, most of the mental fluctuations hit Zhang Yang's mind, but it didn't have any effect.

He was depressed, the more he couldn't break through Zhang Yang's psychological defense, the more dissatisfied he was, and it was for this reason that their carriage moved extremely slowly.

According to the normal plan, these academies were to experience fear for a week in the carriage, but this time it lasted for half a month.

In the end, Zhang Yang still slept very happily, but this spirit-type Contra collapsed instead.

"arrive."

Hearing these words, Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes and stretched.If he doesn't reach his destination again, he will be numb from sleep.

Zhang Yang got off the carriage, covered the sun with his hands, took a deep breath of fresh air, and felt comfortable living in the sun.

Behind him, a few people came down, and when they got off the car, they vomited.

This is not caused by motion sickness, but the vomiting caused by panic caused by sudden release under high mental fear.

What was even more frightening was not just the few of them. The number of soul masters of the spiritual department was not right at all. When they walked into the carriage, two soul masters had already died suddenly.

I don't know exactly when he died.

The Contra said to the coachman, "Find a place to bury it."

This kind of situation is common, this Contra doesn't have any waves on his face, just like burying a dead dog.

"Go in." Contra said, pointing to a dilapidated Gundam building.

After Zhang Yang entered, he found that the building was dilapidated on the outside, but the inside...was even worse!
It was just like an unfinished unfinished building. Dozens of young people stood there, obviously they were students who were going to join him in the devil concentration camp.

These people fell on Zhang Yang who just came in, their eyes were full of unkindness, in fact, it is impossible to make them kind, after all, after entering the devil concentration camp, they are life and death enemies.

These people not only look at Zhang Yang with bad eyesight, but they also don't like each other. Everyone keeps a distance of at least three meters from other people. Fortunately, this unfinished building is big enough, otherwise they might all die because they are too close to each other. fight.

As time went by, more and more students were sent here, reaching more than a hundred, but there was no sign of the group of people in the devil concentration camp.

If he hadn't pretended that he had never been to the devil's concentration camp, he would probably have found it by himself now.

At this moment, Zhang Yang sensed a murderous aura coming from a distance, and through mental perception, he had already locked in on the future person.

A group of six people, five soul emperors, and one soul saint.

After a few breaths.

Boom!
There was a thunderous sound, except for Zhang Yang, everyone else was scared to death.Obviously, Zhang Yang is the only one who can sense the existence of these people.

These students can be considered to have some combat experience, otherwise they would not have thought of going to the devil concentration camp to die.

They activated their martial spirits one after another in a panic, and all of a sudden the colorful spirit rings illuminated the entire unfinished building.

Most of the strength is at the soul sect level, and only a few people have reached the soul king level.

In a burst of dust, several burly soul masters walked side by side, the leading soul sage stepped forward and said in a flat tone: "The rules of the devil concentration camp, only thirty of you can stay, you can discuss it." Bar."

Discussion, what kind of discussion is this, it is clearly to let them meet each other.

At this time, the soul master who reacted quickly took the lead in attacking the soul masters around him, and everyone wanted to be one of the thirty places.

The rules of the devil's concentration camp, these people have already understood very thoroughly before coming here.

To be eliminated is to die!
In the face of the test of life and death, who would estimate the people around him.

All of a sudden, everyone showed their magical powers, and all kinds of soul skills danced in the sky, accompanied by screams and blood flowing into rivers, the whole unfinished building was like a slaughterhouse.

(End of this chapter)