The God of War Challenging Heaven

Obviously, this Death Hero will, in the contest, simply defeat or kill each other and plunder the cultivation resources at will. This is the best place for this Death Hero, and it will carry many cultivators to a bottomless abyss.

These practitioners, by entering the competition, get deep into it and never get out again.

Although it is also clear in the minds of these practitioners that their noses are being held tightly by Oriental Lawn, Oriental Lawn is using their thirst for emperor fluid to carry out a great cleansing on the second floor of this magical mausoleum.

But they don't care!

All they care about is emperor liquid, and only emperor liquid, can make them a breakthrough, and eventually get out of the immense cage of the Mausoleum.

“Dongzhi, isn't this death hero party a little cruel? ”

At the end of the day, Qin Yi is not a person who likes to kill. He sees a strong cultivator. He is killed, and then cleaned up in the early days. He cannot help but feel a little impatient.

“No.”

Dongzhi shook that beautiful head, and Xu Xu said: “Actually, this death hero club, I'm just a sponsor, and the process is interpreted by these practitioners themselves, they all know that this is a death hero club, they can choose to quit, but they don't. ”

Dongzhi looked to Qin Yi: “Qin Yi, these are all lunatics. All practitioners trapped in this mausoleum are lunatics. The only purpose is to get out of here. If you can't do this, what difference does it make to death, let alone forget that death is the best place for practitioners. ”

Qin Yi implicitly, for a moment, was truly right.

Obviously, Dongzhi's words, quite plausibly, were merely the initiators of this Death Heroes' Society.

“Not to mention, the phenomenon of the second floor of this mausoleum, the great washing of cards, is not the first time, it was washed once 150 years ago, and this Death Hero Society that I launched is much more benevolent than the great washing of cards 150 years ago. ”

After a slight meal, Dongzhi continued.

“So, who exactly was the leader of that big game 150 years ago? ”

Qin Yi Meiyu asked in confusion.

Femme, Xin Zhu and Yoga all looked at the Oriental Lawn with curiosity.

150 years ago, Yoga had just entered the second floor of this mausoleum, hiding and practicing, so he knew nothing about the big wash.

“The leader of that big wash was also a divine guardian of our Kyushu Holy See, whose name was Kobe Matsu. ”

Dongzhi Xu Xu said, and then looked at Qin Yi and Fei Mei in a meaningful way: “I remember that in that rugged ancient imperial tomb in the past year, you revealed to me, the public household pine, also received the order of Qianqiu Shui to kill both of you. In time, you entered the third floor, but be wary of this person, he is definitely a harsh character. ”

With the potential and talent of Qin Yi and Feiniang, leaving this second floor and entering the third floor, it will be sooner or later.

- What? - What?

Kobe Matsu!

Rumor has it, Qin Yi and Fei Mei Niang were suddenly like five lightning blasts, completely stunned there.

Kobe Matsu, currently ranked 29th on the Shen Wei list, has also received a kill order against himself. Qin Yi was almost killed by this person in the Martial Arts Palace on the high level of the Holy See in Kyushu.

Before entering this mausoleum, Luo Feng also deliberately addressed one of the three mentioned by Maiden Yan.

Unexpectedly, 150 years ago, on the second floor of this mausoleum, he was the one who carried out the big shuffle!

“Phew…”

Qin Yi and Yan Meiwen returned to God from the shock and exhaled lightly.

Habitual to touch her forehead, Femme asked curiously: "So, what happened to the big wash of cards led by Matsushi, 150 years ago? ”

“What else can Komatsu do? It is to incite a group of good practitioners to carry out sweeping massacres and plunder on the second floor of this mausoleum. ”

Dongzhi shrugged that delicate shoulder, obviously a little nasty about the big shuffle, which was launched 150 years ago by Kobe Song.

Rumor has it, they had to stand still and stare at each other in the face, then Qin Yi and Yanmei looked at Yanmei in the same way.

The sweeping slaughter and plunder coincide with the dynamics of Bamboo Heaven when they were on the first floor of the Mausoleum.

When I touched the eyes of Qin Yi and Yanmei, Yan Zhuxin turned her white eyes with some dissatisfaction. "Don't look at me like this. At the first floor, I was forced to do nothing to join Yan Wing De and Yan Xiao. For that massacre, my heart was quite disgusted. Besides, I had already completely broken up with Yan Wing De. ”

“You don't have to explain anything, we know you're not like Flame Few and Flame Wind, otherwise you won't be able to break with them either. ”

Qin Yi rubbed his sweet hair and smiled slightly.

Looking at Qin Yi's face, that warm-hearted familiar smile warmed his heart.

Dongzhi beside him raised his eyebrows slightly: “Yan Wing De, who is it? ”

“Yan Wing De, the blood ghost, is also Zhu Xin's own uncle...”

Qin Yi turned Yan Wing De into a bloody ghost, said one side to Dongzhi.

Rumor has it, Dongzhi's eyes are slightly strange and he looks at the bamboo, but he doesn't say much.

Martial Arts Center.

The trial is still underway.

So far, the amount of Nadi liquid has accumulated more than two hundred and thirty drops, and those who have signed up to participate in the trial have all been red-eyed, one rushing to the center of the battlefield at all costs, trying to become the owners of those imperial liquids.

That scene of frantic killing makes Qin Yi, who is accustomed to the killing field, all have some scalp hair, trance, which feels that here, has fallen into hell, there is no day, there is only endless killing, endless blood, endless death.

Another time has passed.

The amount of emperor fluid has exceeded 250 drops!

A practitioner, rushing into the battlefield, was most brutally killed by his opponents, and only a small number of people, like Park Yiyun before, resolutely admitted defeat and saved their lives.

At some point.

Dozens of figures suddenly descended from the air and slowly landed, standing outside the scene.

Qin Yi and others looked over and saw only the old man who had previously led them to Xuanwu Station, who had quickly arrived in front of Dongzhi, respectfully said: “Lord Oriental, these practitioners now led by subordinates are the last batch of Xuanwu Station. ”