Kryptonian fate deduction, invincibility starts from killing monsters

"You're arrogant, kid!!! But..."

"I like it!!!"

The Venerable Realm expert from the Kirin race first cursed, then suddenly revealed a wild smile.

"I've long felt that the Demon race has too many rules. If we're fighting, we're fighting. Why bother with group draws?"

"Hahaha, then let's battle!!!"

Most of the Venerable Realm experts participating in the life-and-death arena aren't here for any rewards.

They're all battle maniacs!

Although this Venerable Realm expert from the Kirin race had internal injuries, his purpose in participating in the life-and-death arena wasn't the healing elixirs that the Demon race elders guessed.

But to die in a hearty battle!

At this moment, he roared, and his body was suddenly covered with hideous blood纹, and his body began to swell, bursting his clothes, revealing his flesh that had been tempered thousands of times.

With his outburst, the other Venerable Realm experts seemed to be stimulated, and they all began to explode with all their strength.

"Old Kirin is right, we're not here to be performing monkeys for people to enjoy!!!"

"Enough nonsense, let's fight!"

"Kill!!!"

Most of the participants rushed towards Shen Lin in the very center with excited faces.

But there were also people who snorted coldly with disdain and turned to distance themselves.

It seemed that they felt that these guys who didn't care about the rules were too barbaric.

There were also some Saint Realm existences who were very rational and did not choose to join the melee.

With their cultivation, they might still have a chance to deal with and fight against a single Venerable Realm expert by relying on their trump cards.

But getting involved in this kind of melee would definitely mean being the first to die.

However, the gazes they looked at Shen Lin were full of sarcasm.

This idiot, causing this kind of chaotic battle, just allows them to fish in troubled waters.

But the next moment, an astonishing saber aura erupted in the middle of the arena.

Centered on Shen Lin, it spread in all directions.

Buzz!!

In an instant, all kinds of brilliance erupted, and countless Venerable Realm experts' methods reflected the entire sky, making it colorful and varied.

The arena's protective shield, personally reinforced by the Demon Venerable, kept trembling, but it didn't allow the aftermath to affect the outside world.

But even so, the scene that erupted between countless Dao principles colliding caused some audience members with low cultivation to vomit blood.

With their cultivation, they couldn't withstand so much information bombardment.

After the huge roar lasted for a few breaths, the situation in the arena gradually became clear.

When they saw the situation in the arena clearly, the audience was silent for a moment, and then there was an uproar in an instant.

"This... how is this possible???"

"With just one strike, he actually..."

"What exactly did that guy do..."

Not only were the ordinary audience members shocked, but even the Demon race elders sitting above stood up involuntarily at this moment, looking at the bottom in disbelief.

In the arena, Shen Lin stood with his saber, his clothes fluttering, and his aura was like an abyss.

And around him, the Venerable Realm experts who had just erupted with astonishing power were almost all lying on the ground.

The miserable ones were directly beaten into a pulp, scattered all over the arena.

The slightly better ones could still see their original appearance through their fragmented bodies.

The Venerable Realm expert of the Kirin race maintained a punching state, standing blankly.

"So... it's not that you're arrogant..."

As the last sentence was muttered, a line of blood suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

It cut straight through his entire body from his forehead.

Then, his huge body was divided into two halves, slowly falling forward.

The incision was smooth as a mirror, and even the muscle fibers could be seen twitching clearly.

But it seemed that even his blood was cut off by the saber just now. Although he was cut into two halves, not a drop of blood oozed out at this moment.

The Venerable Realm expert of the Kirin race got what he wanted, and died in battle on the road of charge.

Shen Lin shook his long saber expressionlessly, without any emotion about it.

People who come to participate in the life-and-death arena have long been prepared, knowing that either they kill others, or they die at the hands of others.

So even if this person in front of him has no hatred with him, Shen Lin will not have any psychological burden when killing him.

But...

Those Saint Realm experts who chose to hide aside like them, preparing to profit from it, were even cut into powder by Shen Lin's saber aura in the fierce collision just now before they could even take out their trump cards.

It is true that the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman benefits.

But when the snipe and the clam are behemoths that can destroy the world, and the small fisherman is still hiding beside them with luck, that is really...

Looking at the boar drooling – are you worthy?

The Venerable Realm expert of the Netherworld race, Nether Spirit Venerable, the younger brother of Nether Soul Venerable, felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart as he looked at Shen Lin in the arena at this moment.

After Nether Soul Venerable died in the Ancient Tomb Heaven, a copy of him was born in the Netherworld race's Soul Washing Pool, inheriting all his memories.

All the circumstances before his death were naturally informed to all the high-level members of the Netherworld race.

Nether Spirit Venerable naturally also knew who his brother died in the hands of.

He even saw the clear picture of the saber aura before the other party's death.

At this moment, Shen Lin's figure in the arena instantly overlapped with the scene he had seen before.

In order to prove himself and seize the position of the Netherworld race's patriarch, he came to participate in the Demon race's life-and-death arena in order to exchange for Ming Zun's favor.

But now, he seems to have thrown himself in front of his brother's killer.

At this moment, seeing Shen Lin looking at him, he was immediately panicked and turned his head to run subconsciously.

But he slammed into the protective shield that sealed the arena.

"Open it!!! Open it for me quickly!!!"

"Let me out, I give up!!!"

"I'm not participating anymore!!! Let me out!!!"

"Demon race guys! Hurry up and let me out!!! Do you know who I am?"

"I am a candidate for the next patriarch of the Netherworld race, and a direct descendant of Ming Zun, his old man!!!"

"Do you want to provoke a war with the Netherworld race?"

But the desperate roar was met with contemptuous eyes from the Demon race members in the stands.

Nether Spirit Venerable looked angrily at those ants who dared to look at him with such eyes, opened his mouth to shout something, but suddenly his body trembled.

Behind him, a playful voice sounded.

"Don't you think it's too late to escape now?"

He turned his head suddenly, just wanting to beg Shen Lin for mercy.

But what caught his eye was an increasingly large saber aura.

[Killed Netherworld race, Venerable Realm intermediate stage, lifespan of one billion years, remaining lifespan of six hundred million years, absorption complete.]

With the death of Nether Spirit Venerable, only Shen Lin was left standing in the entire arena.

He slowly turned his head, his long saber pointing straight at the sky.

There, the face of the Cold Snow Saber Saint, who had just returned, became extremely ugly.