The death bell kept ringing, and the warrior let out an extremely frightened scream, and was completely swallowed by the colorful divine mist, and there were no bones left."
What?
Is this the fate of the eliminated warriors, and this is the rule of this game?
”Everyone was stunned on the spot, and Long Yan also became nervous."
It seems that this death game has been prepared for us a long time ago, it will be like this, a hundred breaths of time has passed, only one of the twenty people can live, then wouldn't nineteen people die like this?"
Gu Lingfeng reacted quickly: "Gu Yang, fight, fight!"
”For a while, on that huge platform, all the genius martial artists began to quickly become vigilant, looking at the surrounding martial artists."
There are eighty breaths left......
"Bell!
Clang!
Clang!
The bell of death, with each ten-breath time, accentuates its bell."
How so?
Our gods and ancestors are not joking with us, this is playing with our lives, we are descendants of the gods, if we die, the overall strength of the human race will decline, and there will be a fault. ”Many people still can't believe this killing death game, and on the big platform, the nineteen warriors are all looking at each other vigilantly, and no one dares to make the first move.When the time comes, only one person on the stage can live, and if there are more than two people, everyone will fall into the colorful divine mist.Everyone was extremely dumbfounded, there was a huge gap of one hundred and eighty degrees in their hearts, and just now everyone was talking eloquently, thinking that this was their gods and ancestors planning to give them a heavy treasure, but they didn't expect it to be such a death killing game."
Put out your best fighting form, kill the opponent in front of you, and you will get the supreme glory!"
Above the sky, the dozens of gods and spirits are full of majestic momentum, and the gods sound the earth.Everyone finally understood, that is to say, those warriors on the big platform could not continue to hesitate, if they wanted to live, they had to kill their opponents cruelly, and they could only survive by fighting.The victor will live, and only one person in twenty will live, and this battle is too cruel.Time continues to pass and there are seventy breaths left.In order to survive, seventy breaths of time, there was no time for these warriors to hesitate, and they all attacked the opponent they thought had a chance to defeat.In order to survive, everyone will fight hard.Long Yan now finally understands that our dragon spirit hiding in his dream dragon country is going to be out, and everyone has to go through this process.Those warriors who fought completely became crazy, their bodies were full of killing momentum, their blood was monstrous, and they even directly took out their means to save their lives.Gu Yang burst out the power of the eighteen golden-body martial gods, and at the same time, he would burn the blood of the gods, and his strength was greatly enhanced.At the same time, the same is true for other warriors, and defeat means elimination and death.Who dared to joke with their lives, and the genius martial artists who did not participate were holding their heads, they were no longer as full of excitement and excitement as before, and they were not even kneeling down to worship the gods and ancestors."
Why is this happening?"
No one has a choice, they have to face this game of death.They were completely terrified, if it was their turn, then they died, what should they do, a good future, looking forward to a better future, everything is gone, life is gone, what else to say."
Divine Ancestors, this is not true, none of this is true, why test us like this, the hope of living is only one twentieth, and death is far greater than this base."
Gu Qingshan also roared angrily at this time: "Everyone, we are all descendants of the ancestors of the gods, we can't embarrass the ancestors, even so, we have to show the most real strength to face our opponents, win the battle, maybe we will get unlimited honor, unlimited benefits, since our gods and ancestors have set up such a cruel competition, the benefits will definitely be the greatest, and everyone's strength, the ancestors of the gods have also arranged opponents for us, they are all evenly matched opponents, don't be afraid, We fight for the ancient spirits, we fight for honor, we are all proud. ”As soon as these words came out, the genius martial artists of the Ancient Spirit Divine City were full of momentum and blood boiling, as if death was not so terrible."
Ancestors, there will definitely be relative benefits for us, they do all this for us, what fear of death.""
That's right, what's the fear of death!"
Everyone roared angrily, Gu Yang had already fought fiercely with a martial artist, after all, he was the son of Gu Yumo's team leader, he got a lot of true inheritance, and quickly defeated the opponent, that martial artist, in a miserable scream, fell into the colorful divine mist.Everyone was terrified, life and death, and instantly beat their high momentum back to the prototype.For there is no one who is not afraid of death.War!
In that large square, there were eighteen people left, and they began to fight frantically, their eyes blood-red, and they unleashed their strongest attacks, all thinking of eliminating their opponents.Suddenly, two people actually joined forces, and frantically began to fight fiercely against the warriors around them, and the time became less and less, and the eliminated warriors quickly changed from eighteen to nine.The end of those people was all transferred to the Colorful Divine Mist, and then there was a scream, and then the bones were gone.Who will be the final victor, everyone began to look forward to it, and every time someone dies, everyone's proud hearts will be severely suppressed.One in twenty hope of survival, this is undoubtedly a terrifying death game.There is no martial artist who does not work hard, and the last nine people are all relatively strong, with more supernatural powers, and more means to save their lives, the greater the hope of naturally surviving.In fact, this is also a kind of contest between the genius warriors of the Greater Divine City, they finally have the opportunity to show themselves desperately, even if they have not participated in the battle of this death game, their eyes are also red, bloodshot, and they roar madly for it, and the battle intent is monstrous.Some people roared with tears in their eyes, and a kind of anger and hatred inexplicably derived from their hearts, and even such hatred had nowhere to vent.They should blame these gods and ancestors and formulate such a death game for them, but these gods and ancestors are all ancestors they respect, and they have been worshipping since they were children.The image of the ancestor of the gods has long been deeply engraved on their hearts, so many genius martial artists have exploded this anger and resentment on their opponents.They went completely insane, a game of death, with no rules, it was all a scuffle.There were forty breaths left, and there were still seven people on the field, and Gu Yang had almost been concentrated by the surrounding warriors on several occasions to focus his fatal point, but they were all deftly dodged by him.Rumble!
Another warrior was pierced through the head with a sword on the spot, and his life and death were gone, and his death was extremely miserable.The corpse was quickly eliminated from the colorful divine mist below.When the people saw it, they were all filled with horror, and their hearts were full of fear."
Why do you treat us like this, cmimegran!"
Someone finally couldn't help but curse."
You are not allowed to insult the ancestors!"
Then this martial artist was severely taught a hard lesson by several martial artists around him, even so, they were also full of awe of their own gods and ancestors, and they had already reached a deep-rooted mind.