Fantasy My Destiny villain Gu Changge

Venerable Honggui is a well-known figure in the ancient city of Gufeng. He has operated this arena for tens of millions of years, and has connections with all tribes and forces.

And she herself is powerful, she is good at dancing, and knows how to assess the situation.

So even in the ancient city of Gufeng, where the water is deep, it is still in chaos, and the relationship with the Zhuo people is very good.

Although Gu Changge and Zhuoju in front of her are noble people, in her opinion, they are far away from her, and it is impossible to have any real contact.

On the contrary, this visiting old friend is a character from the same world as her, and there will be more intersections in the future.

So I thought about it for a while, and decided that it would be better to meet this old friend in person.

As soon as she said this, Zhuoju didn't say anything, nodded and said, "Since you have something important to do, Honggui, then go and do it first. I'll be here with Young Master Gu."

In addition to him, many members of the Zhuo clan also followed here, and they were not worried that there would be no manpower for a while.

Venerable Hong Rose resigned as he said, and the servants and maids who followed him also left.

Gu Changge naturally wouldn't say much.

Although this Red Rose Venerable also possesses strength comparable to Dao Realm, he has almost exhausted all his potential, and it is impossible to go any further.

According to the division of the strength system of the fairy civilization, it is difficult for her to undergo a second spiritual transformation.

To be honest, it was difficult for such a character to catch his eyes.

After Venerable Honggui left, Gu Changge's eyes fell on the arena below again.

The cages covered by the black cloth were pushed out together, and they were placed in the arena, square and silent.

However, there was still a strong evil spirit, which continued to permeate, and even evolved some hideous spiritual visions in the void.

It is naturally impossible for ordinary people to see the scene clearly.

Zhuoju noticed Gu Changge's expression, and couldn't help asking, "Could Mr. Gu be more interested in this?"

Gu Changge smiled lightly, and said, "I'm really interested in a figure among them."

After all, he didn't say much, so he found a seat in the pavilion and sat down.

Zhuoju was even more surprised, so he didn't want to ask more questions.

He also scanned the past, but didn't see anything strange, it seemed to belong to a very ordinary duel.

Afterwards, he ordered his clansmen to prepare tea and cakes of spiritual fruit, and found a seat beside him to sit down.

"The few people who are going to fight now are all dead fighters from other arenas. They have experienced hundreds of fights at least, and their combat experience is extremely rich. They have come to this step by stepping on the white bones..."

"In the same realm, few people can win them in a life-and-death fight."

"On weekdays, it's hard for me even to have the opportunity to see such a wonderful event. Everyone, you can feast your eyes today."

A slightly affluent middle-aged man came to the arena and began to introduce the origins of these figures who were about to fight.

Obviously, he is also quite looking forward to and excited about this, and his emotions are high.

After all, this was ordered by Venerable Honggui himself. These warriors who died in battle are extremely precious in the arena of all races, and they will not be easily allowed to play.

And the arrival of Gu Changge and the elders of the Zhuo clan today cost Venerable Honggui a lot of money, and he did not hesitate to send up several hundred soldiers who died in battle.

The Ten Thousand Races Arena has many sub-fields, spread across many universes and ancient cities in the territory of the Zhuo Race.

Many dead fighters who were sold to the arena would be awarded different titles if they performed well in other arenas.

For example, ten victories in ten battles, a hundred victories in a hundred battles...

Fighting duels with different titles naturally have different threshold fees for viewing.

Of course, why is there no such thing as nine battles and one defeat?

After all, in the arena, once defeated, it means being killed, and life is over.

Only those who understand how difficult ten battles and ten victories are can understand.

And victorious in all battles, it can be said to be even more legendary.

If you want to survive, you must keep winning. Of course, if you are lucky, you will be favored by some nobles and are willing to pay a high price to buy it, but that is also very rare.

The Ten Thousand Races Arena is not a fool, and it takes sky-high resources to train every dead warrior.

Because in order to ensure the excitement of each fight, the Ten Thousand Races Arena will arrange evenly matched opponents.

In other words, in the next duel of eight consecutive victories, one must face an opponent who has also experienced eight consecutive victories.

With such an accumulation, the resources consumed must be a sky-high price.

On the surrounding viewing platforms, one after another shouted, shaking.

Many people never expected that this fight would involve hundreds of dead soldiers.

Young Tianjiao and young clansmen of all races and sects all looked excited, urging the fight to start as soon as possible.

On the gambling platform on the other side, the person in charge also spoke loudly, introducing the origins of these dead men in the cage, and explaining the odds of this gambling fight.

If it is in normal times, such a scene can be said to be very common in the Ten Thousand Races Arena.

I don't know how many games will happen every day.

The area of ​​the Ten Thousand Races Arena is large enough to cover several ancient life stars, and this is just one of the arenas.

However, compared to other arenas, the level is a bit higher.

The lowest cultivation level of the dead soldiers who fight is also the level of true immortals.

But today, it can be said that it is even rarer to have a slain warrior at the level of a true immortal.

As soon as the news here was released, the guests of the rest of the arena were shocked, and they all changed their tickets and rushed over.

Soon, the surrounding spectator seats were densely packed with figures, a sea of ​​people, and it was extremely lively.

"Soldier in a hundred battles, it seems that Honggui is willing to give up today, and has spent all her money."

Knowing the candidate for this duel, Zhuoju was also surprised, and couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling.

In his opinion, what Venerable Honggui did was equivalent to making him look good in front of Gu Changge.

Gu Changge didn't say much at the moment, while drinking tea with downcast eyes, he waited for the duel below to start.

But at this moment, it is also in this wrestling arena, but in another pavilion where the fairy charm is floating.

Under the leadership of the maid, Venerable Hong Rose rushed over with a smile on his face.

In the pavilion, all the elders and disciples of the Scavenger Sect were drinking tea and eating spiritual fruits, waiting for the old friend who was visiting by the Sect Leader to arrive.

They followed Sect Leader Wang He, traveled around Gufeng Ancient City, and then came directly to this place.

Many disciples are quite curious about the famous Ten Thousand Clans Arena. Many people came to this place for the first time, and they were all curiously watching.

Only a few disciples with extraordinary backgrounds were drinking tea with natural expressions, and they were no strangers to this kind of scene.

Wang He, on the other hand, stood tall, standing by the window of the pavilion, looking at the scene in the arena.

"If I remember correctly, it seems that my old friend's Ten Thousand Races Arena will produce a remarkable character in the future, and she will suffer unwarranted disasters."

"It's just that the information I know so far is not accurate. If possible, I can easily solve this disaster for her."

"The Book of Scavengers consumes a lot of energy, and it will take at least a while to use it next time..."

"The spirit of the book of scavengers is too arrogant, and has been unwilling to recognize me as the master. It is impossible to talk to her on weekdays. Otherwise, if you know what kind of energy the book of scavengers needs to recover, you will Not bad."

Wang He thought to himself, thinking of when he was investigating the life experiences of some living beings.

I have accidentally seen some mere records about the Arena of Ten Thousand Races.

He shook his head slightly in his heart, the original means of making profits in the arena of all races hurt Tianhe.

Sometimes they would attack some weaker groups, snatch those talented seeds, and cultivate them as dead warriors since childhood.

If those ethnic groups resist, they may be destroyed.

Of course, things like this are actually very common in this world, and the law of the jungle is always the same.

It can be said that there are countless groups and forces that are destroyed every day.

Since the establishment of the Scavenger Gate, Wang He's own methods may not be very bright.

It's just that he can often settle many follow-up troubles by relying on the book of scavenging.

And the bane planted by the arena of all races will explode sooner or later.

"It seems that I still have to persuade my old friend for a while."

Just as Wang He was thinking, footsteps came from outside the pavilion.

Venerable Hongmei, who was dressed in a bright red long dress and whose hair was shining like the sun, rushed over.

Before she arrived, words with a smile came.

"Hey, isn't this the head of Wang He? What kind of wind brought you to my arena?"

When Wang He heard the voice, he came back to his senses and looked at it with a smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Senior Honggui is as charming as ever." He smiled.

And all the elders and disciples of the Scavengers Sect also saluted one after another, showing respect.

Although the woman in front of her looked young, she was actually very old.

Even Wang He should be called "senior" in front of him.

Venerable Hong Rose once received favor from Wang He for some reason, and had a friendship with him, and he had a good impression of him.

Compared with the old antiques who have practiced for tens of millions of years.

Wang He's current age can be said to be too young to be younger, and he has stood before the threshold of the Dao Realm for tens of thousands of years.

Only a thin line away, you can successfully enter the Dao realm.

Venerable Honggui is really envious of this talent.

Of course, she also felt that Wang He had a bright future and would definitely reach a very high level in the future, so she intended to make friends with him and came to receive him in person.

Wang He waved his hand slightly, indicating that everyone from the Scavengers Sect should go down first. He and Venerable Honggui have something to discuss.

Venerable Honggui also let the others go down, a little curious, and wanted to know why Wang He came to find her this time.

From her point of view, Wang He's methods are good, and he often does amazing things. Even if she exists in this realm, she may not be able to threaten him.

If Wang He entered the Dao Realm, his strength would probably be even more terrifying.

Wang He didn't talk nonsense, he began to explain his reason for coming, saying that he had heard that a celestial elder of the Zhuo clan would hold a disciple acceptance ceremony in the near future.

At that time, I want to go to the Zhuo clan to observe the ceremony, so I want Venerable Honggui to help him with this.

Wang He's Scavenger Gate is only famous in the galaxies and universes around the sect's residence.

In front of such a behemoth as the Zhuozu, it is naturally not worth mentioning.

Even though he is already a half-step Taoist, he has no invitation from the Zhuo clan, nor is he qualified to go to watch the ceremony.

Venerable Honggui was surprised, and he didn't know how Wang He got the wind, and even she didn't hear any news.

However, since Wang He had already begged to come to her, no matter what she said, she had to help and repay his previous kindness.

This matter is not troublesome to her.

Seeing that Venerable Honggui agreed, Wang He was also overjoyed.

Then the two chatted about the old days, changed the topic, and talked about today's duel. Wang He said with emotion that today he was honored to see the scene of hundreds of dead soldiers fighting.

Hearing this, Venerable Honggui was also quite helpless, shaking his head and said, "I don't want to, but you don't know, the Zhuoju elder of the Zhuo clan brought people here in person. I have to order so, if you fool around, then Aren't you throwing the face of the elder Zhuoju?"

She was able to have such a foundation in the ancient city of Gufeng because she relied on the Zhuo clan, so naturally she did not dare to offend the elders of the Zhuo clan.

"Bring someone over here?"

Wang He was startled, suddenly thought of something, couldn't help but asked in a deep voice, "Could it be that man in white that has been rumored in Gufeng Ancient City recently?"

Venerable Honggui nodded, and said, "Yes, otherwise, who do you think would be treated so personally and politely by the elders of the Zhuo Clan."

Speaking of this, she was also quite envious.

Although she can be regarded as one of the few big figures in 2.4 Gufeng Gucheng, she is still a dispensable figure in front of the Zhuo Clan.

But that white-clothed man has an extraordinary background, which makes the entire Zhuo clan pay so much attention to him.

This is definitely not the level she can touch at present.

That day, Gufeng Gucheng wanted to find out its origin, but all of them suffered backlash.

"No wonder."

Wang He's heart was also quite shaken, but this matter was also far away to him.

He didn't have too many thoughts, he just felt that the ancient city of Gufeng might not be peaceful in the next period of time.

While the two were talking, the fighting in the arena had already begun.

The black cloth of the first two prisons was lifted, and the two figures in shackles turned into streamers the moment the shackles were undone, colliding and fighting together.

Blood splattered everywhere, punches to the flesh, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, made all the creatures watching the battle excited and full of excitement.

This is the most primitive fight, without too many bells and whistles, but it is more murderous.

An explosion of pure power is enough to move mountains and seas, and smash the void.

This place is protected by a formation, so it is naturally impossible to display the real power of a true immortal.

But compared to the fighting and killing of creatures at other levels, it is thrilling enough.

On the nearby arena, the black cloths of the other two cages were also uncovered at the same time.

The two figures in the middle also quickly unshackled, and fought together without saying a word.

One of the figures looked extremely black and thin, wearing a tattered gray robe, and his hair was also gray. His face was covered with blood and dirt, and his hair was coagulated in locks and strands.