Chapter 147

When they followed the prestige, they saw a corpse lying in the southeast corner of the first floor of the Nine Emperor tower.

The first floor of Jiuhuang tower is very wide, and there are several dead people in each direction.

But there is only one corner, a dead body on the ground, without a living mouth. Roughly, there are no less than a thousand people.

"What happened there just now?" someone asked in a trembling voice.

"I patronized before my eyes and didn't pay attention..." someone replied.

More and more people noticed the scene over there and began to have the courage to check it. They saw the bodies in this place, with different death forms.

Some have been sealed with a sword, some have been burned into coke, some seem to have been pierced into honeycombs by countless needles, and some dry bodies have begun to rot.

"I don't want to stay here!" one person looked at the tragic situation of those people, finally collapsed, covered his head and ran to the gate of the Nine Emperor tower.

Unfortunately, the heavy door has been locked. No matter how he hits it, he can't open it at all.

"Go upstairs!" someone thought of another way and was trying to run there, but when he came near, he found that an iron gate had sealed the exit.

The first floor of Jiuhuang tower has been completely sealed.

"Let us out!" someone began to shout uneasily.

But what responded to them was darkness.

The lights on the first floor of the Jiuhuang tower went out in an instant.

Then there was a rustle from all directions, and then there were screams one after another.

Finally, it turned into a dead silence.

Of course, this scene was not seen by anyone outside the tower.

At this time, all the players who passed the first floor rested on the second floor of the Jiuhuang tower.

After the first round of tragic knockout, there are still more than 8000 remaining players.

"Senior, how are you now?" Su Moyu turned his head and asked Uncle Yan.

He saw Uncle Yan close his eyes again and suddenly open them.

"Found it?" Su Moyu was surprised to see his reaction.

"No!" Uncle Yan shook his head, but his eyes stared at the place not far away.

Su Moyu was slightly stunned and forgot the past along his line of sight.

He saw five people standing side by side in the opposite crowd. Except for a woman in the middle, Su Moyu had seen the other four.

"Heaven devil way... Sure enough, they are all here!" Su Moyu took a breath.

Those four people are mo Sheng, Huang Tiansheng, Xiaoyu and "dried corpses".

Su Moyu had a deep relationship with Tianmo Dao. A few days ago, he directly killed the sickle ghost.

Although no one saw him that night, Su Moyu still felt a little empty in his heart.

He knew the power of Tianmo Dao. Only six people dared to attack xuanjian sect. What would be the end if he faced each other here at this time?

"These five people are very dangerous and obviously hostile to us. You should be careful later!" Uncle Yan warned solemnly.

"Uncle Yan, they are very powerful?" Yinan, standing behind them, asked aloud.

Uncle Yan nodded slowly and said, "five people, all of them are in the same state of Dongming, and you can know from their breath that these guys have experienced countless fierce battles. If they really fight, their strength may be more terrible than their territory!"

When he finished, the twig next to him patted his head and said, "I remember!"

Uncle Yan frowned and said, "what do you remember?"

The twig said, "Uncle Yan, do you remember I said that a man poisoned my snake with corpse gas?"

Uncle Yan nodded and said, "remember, what's the matter?"

Twig pointed to Huang Shisheng, one of the five people, and said, "that's the guy!"

Uncle Yan looked at Huang Tiansheng with a dignified face and said, "it's really a bunch of tough guys. If you really fight, girl yuan can probably hold one. I can trap three at the same time. The rest is a little difficult."

At this time, Su Moyu suddenly said, "senior, maybe... I can deal with one."

Uncle Yan looked at Su Moyu in surprise and said, "you? You're a big gap. How are you going to fight?"

Su Moyu said with a smile, "elder, I forgot how I stopped your arrow?"

Uncle Yan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "yes, your Kung Fu is really a little evil. In this way, if you really fight later, the three in the middle will belong to me. The girl yuan on the left will hold on and you on the right will resist. I don't ask you two to win. As long as you drag a hundred strokes up and down, I may be able to draw out my hand to help."

Su Moyu nodded gently, but his eyes were always on the rightmost of the five.

That's not someone else, it's a small fish!

Seeing her, Su Moyu wanted to start missing Cheng Jianxuan.

Although according to the master of Lingtai peak, Cheng Jianxuan still has the possibility of resurrection, after all, it is also a distant thing.

At this time, the little fish seemed to turn his head and look at Su Moyu.

After entering the hundred Dragon City, Su Moyu simply made Yi Rong, but Xiaoyu recognized him at the first sight.

"This boy..." she whispered.

"Don't look over there, it's not the time for conflict," said the "Mummy" beside the little fish.

Xiong 15 still failed to arrive at Bailong city within three days, so even if he was unwilling, the "dried corpse" paid the preface and came to the martial arts meeting.

However, he was always wary of the unknown return to Yuan realm master opposite him and was always unwilling to face each other.

"It doesn't look great. What are you afraid of?" Mo Sheng said sarcastically.

"Mummy" snorted coldly, "if you're not afraid, go and fight with him now. We promise not to interfere and stand here to cheer you on!"

Mo Sheng glared at the "dried corpse" but didn't dare to pick a quarrel.

"Just now the four of you killed so many people like crazy on the first floor. Why is your anger still not gone?" Luo Yunxi tooted his mouth, looked at several people around him, glanced at Su Moyu and uncle Yan with his eyes, and said: "young or old, they are very handsome."

"I seem to know the little one," Huang Shisheng said in a gloomy way.

Luo Yunxi pretended to be surprised and said, "don't you see that you're ok? You want to see him. I won't rob you, but when you go to the house, can you let me watch next to you?"

"Bah! I shouldn't talk to you!" yelled Huang.

At this time, the gate leading to the third floor was slowly opened. A disciple of Bailong City stood behind the door and Lang said: "congratulations on breaking through the first round of the martial arts competition. Although about 30000 people have been eliminated after the first round of competition, there are still too many players at present, so our second round competition system is still not a simple martial arts competition."

"What's that?" someone asked.

The hundred dragon city disciple smiled and said, "it's very simple. Climb the stairs!"