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Chapter 426 Ye Xinghe's Social Death Scene!

Half an hour after Ye Xinghe entered the underground hall, a large number of people entered the underground hall one after another.

When the visitor saw Ye Xinghe in the corner sitting cross-legged against the wall with his eyes closed, his complexion changed drastically in an instant. The blood on everyone's face turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After they bit the bullet and entered the underground hall, they quickly found acquaintances to sit together and whispered about Ye Xinghe's appalling actions at the registration office.

During the process of telling, they also frequently looked sideways at Ye Xinghe, secretly pointing.

At the beginning, many of the companions thought that the other party was bragging. How could any professional be so outrageous?

Just because you put your hands on your neck, you become a mummy?

But more and more people are testifying, and those who don't believe in suspicion gradually begin to believe.

The look in Ye Xinghe's eyes was no longer the contempt he had when he first came to the underground hall.

The muscular men who had previously discussed beating Ye Xinghe violently turned pale and worried, fearing that Ye Xinghe would come over and make trouble for them.

As the rumors spread, many people silently moved their resting places away from Ye Xinghe's place.

But these people do not include those who are in the evil way. Under the deliberate propaganda of the evil wind, Ye Xinghe was boasted by him, the only strong man in the sky and on the earth!

All those who have been "brainwashed" by the evil wind are very fanatical towards a strong man like Ye Xinghe.

Invisibly, the existence of Ye Xinghe brought strong confidence to Xie Mo Dao, who had suffered several defeats recently!

Ye Xinghe reflected everyone's performance into the bottom of his heart one by one, and secretly sighed inwardly. He, who originally wanted to keep a low profile, suddenly became the focus of the audience.

This undoubtedly had a great impact on his original plan.

Just when Ye Xinghe was distressed, a system prompt popped up in his field of vision.

[No. 9527, your game will start in ten minutes, please follow the instructions and wait at the designated location. 】

Ye Xinghe opened his eyes, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, he let out a deep breath, "It's finally time for me."

Ye Xinghe hasn't felt this kind of waiting for a long time.

The long-term fast-paced life has reduced his patience a lot, and he felt very difficult while waiting for the game.

He stood up, and according to the prompt information displayed on the field of vision, Ye Xinghe walked to the center of the underground hall.

Along the way, whenever he passed by, everyone quickly made way for him and looked at him in awe.

Ye Xinghe, who was already used to it, stared straight ahead and chose to ignore it.

Standing in the center of the underground hall, Ye Xinghe found that under his feet was a circle of formations engraved with complex formations.

Although Ye Xinghe is not a master of the formation, his perception is different from ordinary people. When he felt the traces of space escaping from the formation, Ye Xinghe had already guessed that there was a teleportation formation under his feet.

"Could it be that when the time is up, I will be teleported directly to the ring from here?"

Ye Xinghe secretly judged in his heart.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

Ye Xinghe's conjecture has also been verified.

At the end of the countdown, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and instantly appeared on a 100-square-meter arena.

Ye Xinghe, who had been in the underground hall for a long time and was suddenly teleported to the outside world, was slightly fascinated by Ye Xinghe, whose eyes were slightly stinging after being exposed to the strong sunlight.

Before he could react, Ye Xinghe heard deafening cheers!

Ye Xinghe felt extremely shocked by the shouts of crowds from all directions.

It was the first time for Ye Xinghe on the stage to look at the surrounding auditorium from the perspective of a contestant.

The cheers of hundreds of thousands of spectators made Ye Xinghe's fighting spirit gradually high.

Aside from the task, he also wanted to take this opportunity to relax.

After completing the task of destiny for a long time, it is time to test the results of my practice.

At this time, the ring around Ye Xinghe was still shining with teleportation light!

Professionals are sent to the ring designated by the system one by one. Unlike Ye Xinghe, they all have their own fixed "friends and relatives group".

Whenever they are teleported to the ring, they can cause a burst of cheers when they wave to the viewing platform.

Seeing this enthusiastic atmosphere, Ye Xinghe couldn't help feeling a little bit of envy in his heart.

"It would be great if someone cheered for me, but unfortunately..."

A hint of envy flashed in Ye Xinghe's eyes, but unfortunately he has always been a "lone ranger", and every time he came out he carried the "foot ban" of the Pope and Bellamy.

It is impossible for him to be high-profile, and of course he can't come to the faction arena to compete in gangs like ordinary people.

Just when Ye Xinghe was envious.

"Old fairy Baixue, with boundless magic power, invincible in attack and invincible in battle."

"Old Immortal Septic Blood, with his magic power in the Central Plains, has great supernatural powers and boundless mana."

"The septic blood old fairy has boundless magic power, enjoys immortal blessings forever, and lives as long as the sky."

"..."

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, a voice suddenly overwhelmed the voices of others.

Ye Xinghe was taken aback for a moment, then was startled in his heart, and immediately reacted.

This voice...isn't it the voice of the evil wind?

Hearing his voice, Ye Xinghe suddenly had a bad premonition deep in his heart.

He looked for the sound, and when he saw a scene in the auditorium, his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Ye Xinghe froze, looking at Xiefeng in disbelief.

Xie Feng on the audience stage was wearing a red ribbon on his head, shirtless, with a big drum pinned to his waist, and was sweating profusely from the beating.

When he found Ye Xinghe looking at him, he first waved his hand to signal Ye Xinghe, and then beat the drum harder.

While beating the drum, he was still shouting the slogan that Ye Xinghe had just heard.

Just him alone, certainly not as powerful as before, unable to attract Ye Xinghe's attention.

Behind Xiefeng at this time, there were still countless practitioners of the Demon Dao standing. They followed Xiefeng and watched the slogan together, their eyes full of fanaticism.

What gave Ye Xinghe a headache was not the slogan that Xiefeng led a large group of younger brothers behind him, shouting hard.

Instead, this guy... actually enlarged the photo of Ye Xinghe thousands of times, and dozens of strong, shirtless, burly men carried it on their shoulders and raised it high, making the entire arena , can be clearly seen!

"Fuck!"

Ye Xinghe was stunned, he had never experienced such a death scene!

Moreover, Ye Xinghe on the zoomed-in photo made Ye Xinghe himself feel quite ashamed!

In the photo, Ye Xinghe looks like a black-haired teenager with a cold face, a faint evil smile on his face, and a mummy "Jingui" under his feet.

Although the appearance is Common, but the momentum is full of evil!

"Your sister! It's just a short time! Give me all the photos in PS!"

Ye Xinghe was dumbfounded. Hearing the title of "Old Immortal of Septic Blood", he wished he could find a crack in the ground in the ring!

This is simply a large-scale social death scene!