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Chapter 1870

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"What? You're saying that he went to sign up for the Hell Elite Selection?" When the Lord of the Underworld heard the news, he thought that there was something wrong with his ears.

However, the Lord of the Underworld was a smart person. He figured it out in the next second!

"This brat is aiming for the prize for first place!"

That's right! Ye Kong was aiming for the prize for the first place. Becoming a disciple and obtaining the Spring of Life are not important!

What is important is that he can make a request to the Lord of the Underworld! Asking the Lord of the Underworld to do something for him!

Normally, people would ask the Lord of the Underworld for some treasure or ask the Lord of the Underworld to kill their enemies. However, when the time comes, Ye Kong can ask the Lord of the Underworld to give Li Yao his freedom!

He believed that the Lord of the Underworld would not break his promise to the entire Underworld.

"Damn it!" The Lord of the Underworld bit his pink lower lip with his pearl-like teeth and muttered to himself, "If he really gets first place and makes such a request in public, I really can't go back on my word! Damn it! This brat is really hard to deal with! "

In the next second, the Lord of the Underworld roared, "Get the registration center to find an excuse to not let him sign up!"

At the registration center.

"What? Not a member of the Yaksha tribe? Your rules state that people from the Immortal Realm are not allowed to sign up? "

"Not qualified? That can't be right. You clearly state that as long as he is below 10,000 years old, regardless of his cultivation, he can sign up! "

"The Lord of the Underworld doesn't agree? I don't believe it. Call the Lord of the Underworld out. I want to ask her in front of everyone what reason she has to disagree! "

The reasons that the fat Yaksha official came up with were all refuted by Ye Kong. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

What made him even more depressed was that there was a group of people behind him who did not know the truth shouting, "Why don't you allow him to sign up? Are you afraid that he will die and offend the Immortal Realm? You are worshipping foreigners! You are traitors! You are bullying your own people! "

"Wait, let me ask for instructions." The fat official hurriedly sent a message to the Lord of the Underworld's maidservant, explaining the situation and saying that Ye Kong must sign up. For example, Ye Kong could go to other cities to register, or he could contact those tribes and impersonate another Yaksha. Many Yaksha tribes would be more than happy to do so!

When the Nether Lord saw the report, his face turned ashen. However, there was nothing he could do. She had no reason to stop Ye Kong. Moreover, Ye Kong could indeed go to other cities and register as another Yaksha, so there was no way to stop him.

"Pa!" The Nether Lord angrily threw the teacup on the table and roared, "You overestimate yourself and have a death wish! Did he really think that he would be able to get first place just because he was a Quasi Celestial Lord? Since he wants to die, what does it have to do with me? Let him sign up! "

At the registration area. After receiving the reply, the fat yaksha wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Ye Kong! You can sign up! Congratulations, contestant number 23544432! "

The Hell Elite Selection would begin in two days, but there were only 23 million contestants. There were still over 6 million people who had yet to be registered. Presumably, there would be a large number of old, weak, sick, and disabled people who would be pushed in to make up the numbers. However, among the 20 million contestants, there was no lack of geniuses from the Yaksha tribe who took the initiative to participate in the competition!

In the inn.

Wang Haibao and Li Yuanfen were not received by the Nether Lord, so they were sent back early. Although Wang Haibao wanted to leave the Nether Lord, he was unhappy that the Nether Lord did not even want to see him. Thus, he brought Li Yuanfen downstairs to drink to drown his sorrows.

His ears were filled with news about the Hell Elite Selection.

"Did you hear? Just now at the registration area near the Nether Lord's palace, a human from the Immortal Realm signed up!"

"It can't be! Why is the human here? Could it be that he also wants to receive guidance from our tribe's ancestor? To obtain the opportunity to cultivate in the depths of Hell? "

"That's hard to say! There's no rule that says that humans can't cultivate Netherworld Qi. Many ancient almighty beings were humans from the Netherworld Realm! "

"No, no! I heard that that human is a true human Immortal. It's impossible for him to disperse his cultivation and re-cultivate! We all guessed that he definitely wants to obtain first place and have the Nether Lord do something for him or obtain a treasure from the Netherworld! "

Speaking up to here, a three meter tall, green-skinned Yaksha man suddenly stood up from a table. He carried a bag and brought a few guards with him. He snorted coldly, "If a human wants to obtain first place in my Netherworld, Dragon Breath will never agree! Guards, let's go, quickly follow me to register! "

When this green-skinned fellow walked out with large strides, the hall burst into discussion again.

"He is the peerless genius of the Green Skin tribe, Dragon Breath? He is indeed very powerful. I heard that he is only a thousand years old and is already a 33 Revolution Nether King! "

"A thousand years old and already 33 Revolution! Oh my god! He really is a genius. The elite of Hell is most likely to become first place! "

"No, no, no. I still favor the young genius Liao Yi from the Scale Armor tribe who is known as the future star of the Netherworld!"

"Yes, Liao Yi is the true genius! The future Nether Lord! In front of him, what human, what Dragon Breath, they are all trash! "

The Hell Elite Selection is around the corner. As the largest registration place and the main entrance, Moonless City can be said to be a gathering of experts and geniuses! Any random young Yaksha on the street could be a genius contestant that some tribe has high hopes for!

In a corner of the hall, a beautiful Yaksha woman with short red hair that is very similar to a human puts down her wine cup and says faintly, "Humans also came to participate? This is getting more and more interesting! A foreign monk knows how to chant scriptures. Looks like he is not a useless person … Yuexi, we have one less spot in the top ten. "

The one beside her also has red hair but it is long hair. The beautiful woman clenches her teeth and says, "No matter what, our Red Hair tribe's genius sisters must enter the top ten! If we meet other powerful geniuses along the way, then … we will stop at nothing! "

As she says, her alluring eyes shoot out a cold light!

The beautiful woman with short red hair immediately stands up and says, "Let's go big sister. Let's go to the casino. At this time, the information there is the most complete!"

When the Red Hair tribe sisters walk out of the inn, they see a green clothed human male walking from the corner of the street. That human male sees that this pair of sisters are not bad and actually whistles.

"Hmph, frivolous human. If this was the Hell Elite Selection, you would already be a corpse! " The long haired sister glares angrily at the frivolous human. She pulls the beautiful woman with short hair and says, "Ignore him. Let's go!"

"Actually, there are many beautiful women among the female Yaksha. It's just that their tempers are a bit too fierce. No wonder Wang Haibao wants to play around with the Nether Lord." Ye Kong sighs and walks through the door of the inn.

Humans are always different in the Netherworld and attract more attention. When Ye Kong walks in, the hundreds of Yakshas sitting in the huge hall of the inn instantly become quiet.

After a short moment of silence, someone exclaims softly, "It's him! It's this human who signed up for the Hell Elite Selection! "

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