God Prison

2Nan Gong Wen Tian shook his head, he then quickly dropped a chess piece, and said what he was referring to.    

    

"Xiu Yu, you've made a good move. Let's continue playing!"    

    

The spirit stone laughed, it did not hide its joy, Nan Gong Wen Tian's face instantly darkened, the spirit stone laughed even more proudly …    

    

Arena number one had finally been completely repaired after a period of self-repair. It was completely unrecognizable that it had just been reduced to ruins.    

    

However, ever since it had been repaired, no one went up to fight for a long time.    

    

Up until now, there had been less than twenty geniuses who hadn't fought in the first ring.    

    

As for the others, they had all battled before. Many had lost and lost the opportunity to fight for the Bodhisattva Fruit. It took a long time before a sinner genius appeared on the arena stage.    

    

He carefully looked at the place where the Soul Devouring Tribe members were.    

    

A Soul Devourer moved its body and instantly rushed up to the arena. As soon as he saw this Soul Devourer, his heart trembled.    

    

However, he took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.    

    

"Sinful region, Feng Yong, please advise!"    

    

"Soul Devouring Race, twenty soul fragments!"    

    

When Feng Yong heard his opponent call his name twenty, in his heart, he instantly let out a breath of relief.    

    

As long as he wasn't a top ten genius of the Soul Devouring Race, he didn't need to worry too much.    

    

If he encountered a top ten genius of the Soul Devouring Tribe, then he would definitely lose. However, if his soul was only 20, then he could fight. He might even have the chance to turn the tide.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Feng Yong gave a loud roar, full of courage, as he instantly charged straight for Soul 20.    

    

Soul 20 lightly retreated as he quickly used a roundhouse kick to kick at Feng Yong's throat.    

    

"Boom …"    

    

Feng Yong used one hand to grab ahold of Hun Twenty's foot, spinning him into the arena, but was easily shaken off by Hun 20.    

    

"Boom …"    

    

Almost in an instant, the two people exchanged several tens of moves, but Feng Yong became more alarmed the more he fought.    

    

He discovered that he didn't seem to be a match for Soul Twenty. Originally, he was glad that he hadn't encountered the top ten talents of the Soul Devouring Race.    

    

He didn't expect the 20 souls he had encountered to be so terrifying as well. He slowly descended down to the ground.    

    

After another few hundred rounds of battle, he was hit by a blood-red beam of light that shot out from Hun Twenty's third eye.    

    

His body was instantly destroyed by the blood-red light beam. There wasn't even a speck of dust left behind. He didn't even have the time to admit defeat before he died.    

    

After Hun 20 killed Feng Yong, he lightly panted before coldly looking at the sinner genius outside of the arena.    

    

He moved, leaving the ring in the blink of an eye. He had no intention of continuing to defend the ring.    

    

His true combat strength was not as good as Soul Five's. He could not continue to fight.    

    

This was because the current geniuses of the Sinful Gorge were all very strong. He could defeat one of them, but it would be difficult to defeat the second one if he continued to fight in the arena. He had to go down and restore his cultivation.    

    

Hun 20 killing Feng Yong had also shocked the other geniuses, and many of them felt the blow.    

    

"Just any Soul Devouring Tribe is already so terrifying, to be able to easily kill the genius of our Sinful Gorge. Are we going to be slaughtered by them just like that?"    

    

"No, we have to win this match. There are still two Soul Devouring Races left in Ring One. We have to win one to boost our morale!"    

    

"You're right. Let me go next!"    

    

A white-clothed young girl appeared on the stage as she stood in the air.    

    

Her eyes were instantly fixed on Hun Wu and the others, filled with the desire to do battle.    

    

"Soul 17, go!"    

    

Hun Si turned around and softly said to the soul 17 behind him.    

    

Hun Seventeen nodded and rushed up to the ring. He looked at the young woman in white with a cold expression.    

    

"Sinful region, Xu Qing, please advise!"    

    

"Soul Devouring Race, seventeen soul fragments!"    

    

Hun Seventeen said coldly. He was not a talkative person. Just as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Xu Qing, not showing the slightest sign of caring for a lady.