Text Chapter 365 Rakshasa Conference

Inside the hall of the Duanmu family.

Low light filled the entire room, and through the not-so-bright light, Black Eagle, the leader of the ANBU, could be seen standing there.

In addition to the ANBU's Black Hawk, there was also the Fuma standing there.

He was bent over, with a grimace mask covering his face. A pair of green eyes exposed from under the mask were ferocious and full of animality.

In front of them stood a man who looked like a scholar. Only his face looked a little pale. With his slender figure and black robe, he could be described as "Yushu Linfeng".

He is the leader of the Duanmu family, Duanmu Heiming.

On his side is the vicious and seductive woman Hua Sanniang.

"Clan leader, the death knell has sounded...the four guardian elders and everyone in the clan will all come tomorrow."

The leader of the ANBU, Black Eagle, suddenly spoke slowly in that low and hoarse voice.

Duanmu Heiming smiled slightly and nodded gently: "Okay."

Then he raised his eyes and looked at the Rakshasa stone statue in front of him, and said slightly: "The Rakshasa event held every ten years is the biggest event of our Duanmu family."

"I hope we can select outstanding talents from the Duanmu family this time. In this case, it will be much easier for us to deal with the other three major families." Duanmu Heiming said with a gloomy look in front of him.

Rakshasa event?

Maybe not many people have heard of the Rakshasa event, but among the Duanmu family, this Rakshasa event is even higher and more glorious than the Duanmu family's family meeting.

The dark Duanmu family itself is a family that advocates darkness and force, but what about the Rakshasa event? It is a project for the rising stars of the Duanmu family to compete in death contests.

In the dark Duanmu family, death is not terrible, but failure and shame are terrible.

From the moment they were born, the children of the Duanmu family were destined to die in darkness and blood. They began to receive special training from their families very early, and then once every ten years, they could register freely and compete in Rakshasa competitions.

Once the person who survives the competition at the Rakshasa event will officially receive the honor received by the Duanmu family, and declare that he has become a true member of the Duanmu family, on the contrary, those who die or fail at the Rakshasa event Those people will be a shame to the Duanmu family. These people are expected to be killed and locked up tightly, because according to the style of the Duanmu family, they will not be recognized as members of the Duanmu family...

The Rakshasa Festival is an important event that happens once every ten years, because the Rakshasa Festival itself means death.

Once the death knell rings, it means that the Rakshasa event is about to begin.

No wonder when Li Tian came back, he saw that the members of the Duanmu family had strange expressions on their faces, and their expressions were full of fear and despair.

"This is a grand event that happens once every ten years. I wonder how many talents our family will emerge this time..." Duanmu Heiming in front of him said with a weird smile on his lips.

"Clan leader, the four elders heard that except for the eldest elder Luohe Futu who will not participate in the grand meeting this time, the other three elders will send their men to participate in the battle." The black eagle in front of him said with a swish of lust.

"Oh? Really?" Duanmu Heiming was quite surprised.

It turns out that this Rakshasa event itself is a family meeting of the Duanmu family itself.

But among the four elders, except for the second elder, the other three are not from the Duanmu family. Some of them defected to the Duanmu family, and some were invited by the Duanmu family...

For example, the Fourth Elder Blood Monk was hunted down by both the black and white outsiders because he killed too much, so he entered the Duanmu family out of desperation.

And gods like Luohe Buddha are great god-level figures invited by Duanmu Jingzang, the head of the Duanmu family of the previous generation.

This Rakshasa event itself is a place where the Duanmu family selects talents, but didn't you expect that they would also participate this time?

Hearing what Black Eagle said, Duanmu Heiming gently touched the Skeleton Supreme Ring on his right hand with his left hand.

He said slowly: "Since they also want to participate, then let them."

"Anyway, in this session, I only want people who survive, and I only want people who can help me kill people." Duanmu Heiming suddenly laughed.

"Once the Rakshasa event is over, I will concentrate on dealing with the Ouyang family."

The Black Eagle said: "Clan Leader, according to the news we got from outside, the Ouyang family has also begun to make preparations. I heard that the three elders of the Ouyang family have returned from Laoshan, and the most important thing is that the Ouyang family has entered the realm of demigods. I also heard that the old man was about to be born."

When Heiying finished these words in a hoarse voice, Duanmu Heiming's face suddenly became as pale and ugly as paper.

His eyes were full of murderous intent, and the terrifying aura that filled his body slowly gathered into a powerful air current that quickly surged up and down his body.

"He was even born?" Duanmu Heiming said coldly.

"It seems that I must learn Rashomon: Nine Styles as soon as possible..." He suddenly whispered in his mouth.

Rashomon: The Nine Styles are the supreme martial arts of the Duanmu family.

Facing the old man of the Ouyang family who has entered the realm of demigods, perhaps only the Rashomon: Nine Styles can subdue him.

But right now, Rashomon: Nine Styles Duanmu Heimei doesn't know how to use it at all. There is only one person who can use it, and he's an outsider, Li Tian.

Thinking of these, Duanmu Heiming clenched his fists tightly, with a terrifying aura all over his body.

"I must learn Rashomon: Nine Styles, no matter what." A terrible and vicious thought slowly grew in his heart.

"Clan leader, although the Ouyang family has made full preparations and invited all the old figures out of the family, I don't think we need to take it too seriously. After all, they don't know our location at all." Black Eagle said in a hoarse voice.

Duanmu Heiming, who was in front of him, nodded yinly.

"You are right. There is no need to be brave with them now. Once I learn the nine Rashomon styles, I will deal with them one by one." Duanmu Heiming said coldly.

"This time the Rakshasa Conference will be held first. Elite talents must be selected from the Rakshasa Conference." Duanmu Hei Mingdao said.

"yes!"

The Black Eagle said in a hoarse voice: "Yes," and then quickly exited the hall.

In the dark hall at this moment, there were only three people standing there: Duanmu Heiming, Hua Sanniang, and Feng Mo.

"Feng Mo, what did that kid do when he went out?" Duanmu Heiming suddenly focused his eyes on the bent demon next to him, panting and wearing a grimace mask, looking like a beast.