Chapter 801

Yi Heng's eyes widened more and more, but after more than ten breath, he still saw a wide round platform at the bottom of the slightly dark hole, rising slowly with a roar.

"Boom..."

The round platform, which is about 100 feet in diameter, is hanging in the middle of the huge cave, with a pungent smell of blood.

In the stone room, the bodies of all the friars kept shaking.

On the huge platform of life and death, there was still blood, some broken limbs and meat.

"Click!"

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the platform of life and death just stopped in front of them. The pungent smell of blood rushed in from the mouth of the cave, and people couldn't help but shut their breath.

"That, that's the eye?"

A monk near the entrance of the cave could not help but ask, as if he wanted to prove it.

But as we all know, he was sure, but he couldn't believe it.

"And, and the brain..."

Yi Heng naturally sees the remains on the stage of life and death. Although he has experienced all kinds of life and death, he can't help feeling cold at this time.

Looking at the voice, the one who spoke was 9503. Before that, the monk who kept shouting to suck the blood essence of the monk.

How could such a ferocious monk be afraid to see the remains on the stage of life and death?

The dark red stage must be the monk's blood, and the broken flesh and limb are also the parts of the monk's body.

But I don't know what kind of cruel fighting method, even let the friar even escape the chance, even leave the whole body of the chance.

He frowned and his eyes swept around the platform of life and death.

The round platform of life and death is hanging in the air, and the edge is at least four or five feet away from the cave wall. It is reasonable enough for the friars to jump off the platform of life and death and escape.

"Unless it's the consequence of escaping from the stage of life and death, it's far more cruel than being beaten to pieces by the opponent in the fight!"

His heart contracted tightly. "Whoosh!"

Four or five feet above, a cold hum came. As soon as they heard it, they found that there was already one more person on the stage of life and death.

The hemp Taoist clothes, which were not suitable, were distributed by Xuanyuan family. The man turned his back to all the people and faced 53 monks of the soul clan without fear.

"Mahayana, Mahayana..."

The numb tongue of 9501 seems to have not recovered, but it is still unclear.

However, people have no doubt about his words. Although the monk of lianxu period can't accurately detect the higher-level monks of Mahayana period, since he can't see through, what will it be except Mahayana period?

"Haha, he turned out to be a monk in the Mahayana period of the Terran. No wonder he has such confidence. Maybe outside, Li has to call you master Sheng, but here, haha!"

On the stage of life and death, when the soul friar pointed out the Mahayana period, the 52 soul friars behind him instantly stepped back and were as neat as the one who had just turned upside down in the stone room.

Yi Heng stares at the figure of the friars of the human race, but he thinks in his heart, what's the difference between here and outside? Is it not that he does not regard the cultivation as the realm to discuss the superiority and inferiority?

"Jie Jie, it doesn't matter what you call it, what matters is the result! The Taoist friend of No.98 is still here? "

"Master, I'm coming..."

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

As soon as everyone's eyes were dazzled, the platform of life and death was filled with monks in linen.

The unified Daofu has told everyone that the human friars have arrived and the fight of life and death is about to begin.

Suddenly, a strong breath of death came from the platform of life and death, and the huge cave became extremely silent.

There are no more than fifty-three friars of the human race in their Cambrian robes.

On the stage of life and death, the two groups stood face to face, neither running mana nor breathing, but the air began to solidify.

The silence in the cave didn't last long. After three breaths, a voice came from above again: "both sides have arrived, fight!"

Yi Heng's whole body was shocked suddenly. He heard a "buzz". In the middle of the soul friars and the Terran friars, a white barrier rose instantly, just separating the two groups.

"When the array disappears, it's time to fight. The stage of life and death, regardless of life and death, will fight until there are only six monks on the stage."

When he was thinking about the function of the white barrier, the host's voice rang out again. Every time he heard this strange voice, people would be terrified. This time, what's more, he directly explained the fighting rules.

There are only six monks out of 106. What a cruel rule.

No wonder 9524 said that he could not survive tonight. This kind of group fighting, not to mention him, is the highest cultivation of 9501. I'm afraid that he can't escape death.

He gave himself a bitter smile.

He didn't die in the mouth of the small island's soul eaters, in the mainland of China, and in the countless dangerous situations that he had to die before, but he never thought that he would die here.

He died on the platform of life and death, in the hands of alien or human race. Like all the monks who died before, blood and flesh mixed on the platform of life and death, waiting for the later to trample on."You, how are you?" All of a sudden, he felt a desire to survive.