Yi Heng, like all the monks, bent down, squatted on the wall of the cave, and looked at the outside of the cave with a little indifference.
Apart from indifference, there is despair.
He came out of the Starship and was escorted into the stone chamber.
From the platform of life and death, I saw the first battle of life and death with my own eyes. There was still a trace of hope and vitality in my eyes.
Until now, only indifference and despair remain.
Fifty three friars were crowded in the stone room about thirty-five meters around. When they first came here, they were very crowded. But now, they can leave some space, which makes people feel that even twenty more friars are more than enough.
Twenty four hours later, those who could play were far away from the entrance of the stone chamber. They bent and pressed against the corner.
Those who can't move collapse to the ground and huddle together.
Yi Heng naturally belongs to one of the monks who can move. He can not only move, but also calculate the past time in his heart.
Twenty four hours have passed since the first battle of life and death.
In 24 hours, there were ten battles on the stage of life and death.
Fortunately, until the platform of life and death disappeared at the bottom of the cave with a roar, Xuanyuan did not break, and did not shout out the fatal words of "Terran friar No. 95 on the stage".
When the platform of life and death slowly fell down, the flesh and blood on the platform could not distinguish the parts of the human body.
In ten scenes, there are 1040 soul and human friars, and only 18 are left.
In the first scene, the monks of both sides were all killed in the starry sky for violating the rules. Except for one, there were seven battles of life and death in the next nine, and both sides died together.
Only four, in line with the rules, barely survived 18 monks.
Although only six monks can be left, how can there be exactly six left in the real fight of life and death?
Almost all of the surviving monks are Mahayana monks, only two of them are the peak of cultivation.
Of the eighteen friars, there are only three of them.
Therefore, in the eyes of the 53 monks in the stone room, there was only indifference and despair.
Indifference to other people and even their own lives, despair of this situation.
Yi Heng's right fist slowly released, and slowly clenched.
The joints of the ten fingers were just full of blood red and gradually turned pale.
This kind of unconscious clenching, I do not know how many times in 24 hours, but fortunately, at least the right hand can clench.
As for other parts of the body, they were numb and unconscious.
When Xuanyuan doesn't break the roll call, he is more nervous than when he fights on the stage of life and death.
Nervous when escaping the second roll call, even more nervous when escaping the tenth roll call.
In the past 24 hours, although only half of the time has been spent fighting, it is undoubtedly like a lifetime or more for all people.
Twelve hours had passed since the platform of life and death disappeared. He knew that if he guessed correctly, it would not be long before the platform of life and death would appear again.
The stage of life and death, regardless of life and death.
There was hardly any thought in his mind, but he could continue to repeat it.
But for the other 52 friars in the stone room at this time, I'm afraid they are all something to be proud of.
At least, the twenty or thirty friars, who were crowded against the wall beside him, were too frightened to have any idea of their own.
Even if most of them were monks in the period of transforming the gods, or even in the period of refining the void.
In the face of this cruel war, no monk in any realm can face it calmly.
Only a dozen monks could barely sit down and shake their back from time to time.
He looked at his thin back a little doubtfully.
Nine five two four.
Why is there consciousness?
However, this doubt was replaced by despair in an instant. No matter what the method of 9524 was, he would not have the slightest curiosity.
If you want to win a glimmer of vitality on the stage of life and death, not only strength, cultivation, means and scheming are indispensable, but all of them need to be perfect.
He did not think that all of the nine five two four were available.
Even if I have experienced so many life and death disasters, I don't think I can have more vitality.
It's up to luck just to have a chance.His eyes crossed the back of 9524 and moved to the three men who dared to get close to the entrance of the stone chamber.
Those three talents are the most powerful in this stone room. If they have a chance to live, I'm afraid they are the only ones who have a little bigger chance.
However, a high level of cultivation may not be a good thing.
Who are you facing? No one knows whether the other side will focus on the high level or the low level first.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
He was shocked all over. The back of the four monks in front of his eyes also vibrated. His body, which was already unstable, almost fell to the ground.
Although he tried his best to control it in an instant, he finally exposed the despair and helplessness in his heart.
The shadow of death, in this roar, is getting closer and closer.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
"Everybody, everybody." With trembling voice, 9501 tried to stabilize his body and said, "here are 24 hours for one day, one day, ten fights. Can I and I escape this time?"
One, two.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
It's like a giant creeping up from the bottom of the cave, and people are waiting for the food to be swallowed by the giant. The rising voice of the platform of life and death is getting louder and louder.
No one of the fifty-two friars in the stone room answered.
Even if the tone of 9501 is no longer the commanding one.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The wall of the cave began to be affected and gradually vibrated. The people in the stone chamber seemed to feel some turbulence, and they could not help pushing their rickets towards the wall again.
Yi Heng can't stop the shaking of his body.
I don't know if it's because of my fear or the turbulence of the stone room.
It seems that the rising momentum of life and death platform is far more than the first time. This is his first feeling.
Naturally, he did not answer.
The whole stone room is in silence, constantly under the "boom" sound of rolling.
"Since we don't talk, we can't talk about tactical cooperation with a bunch of dead people. Hey!"
9501 wanted to laugh, but it turned into a dry laugh.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Yi Heng didn't hear the sound of 9501 clearly. He just heard the short dry smile.
In front of 9524, his thin back kept shaking. This time, it seemed that it was hard to hold it.
In the roar, he skillfully released his divine consciousness and explored toward the stone room.
Although he still had the image of life and death on the stage 12 hours ago in his mind, he still had a glimmer of hope.
Hope that the blood on the stage of life and death has been cleaned up, hope that the messy meat on the stage of life and death has been cleaned up.
Even if you die, you can die on the clean platform of life and death.
His thoughts had not gone far, but he had been forced to break them, because the platform of life and death had already appeared in the divine consciousness.
"OK..." He breathed a sigh of relief.
On the platform of life and death with a radius of 100 Zhang, the thick bits and pieces of flesh and blood have been simply cleaned up.
Although it's just a simple spell cleaning, there are no obvious body parts left.
Just dark red mixed with bright red, coupled with the smell of blood, it is hard to forget the previous limb.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Thousands of stone chambers and tens of thousands of monks in the whole cave seemed to disappear in the stone chamber.
There is no sound, no breathing, reverberating, is a burst of "boom boom" sound.
"Soul Manyu Daoyou, it seems that your strength is not so good this time? I hope you will not disappoint them tonight. "
Among the rumbling sound, a long sound was interspersed in it and spread to the ears of every stone monk on the cave wall in the mountain.
Yi Heng's heart twitches again.
There are only 18 monks left in the thousands of soul clan. Isn't that tragic or wonderful?
He pulled out his left hand under his left leg and tried to pinch his fingers.
The ten fingers that were pressed white and numb bent hard, and the blood rushing out from the wrist instantly covered the flesh and blood on the joints and fingers.But in a flash, there was a trace of life in his pale left hand. At the tip of his fingers, he was bleeding red, only the back of his hand was still pale.
Among the remaining 18 friars, there are only three of them. Isn't that tragic or wonderful?
So what do they want to see?
He had to inhale hard, otherwise he would feel suffocated.
"Tiandaoyou, don't worry. The new soul clan has 31 cabins. I think it should satisfy you."
"Well! Soul friends, don't talk too much. Under the starry sky, although the Terran friars are weak, don't forget that above the starry sky, you can add up the seven tribes... "
"Hey! How many million years ago was that? Is it true that Xuanyuan Daoyou... "
"Boo! Two Taoist friends, is it something you and I can talk about? Soul Taoist friends, the platform of life and death has appeared, please call the number! "
Yi Heng's bloodshot eyes slightly turned half a circle, opened his mouth difficultly, stretched out his tongue, and licked his cracked lips.
"Soul clan, No.21!"
The voice of the soul nun came from above, and his heart beat uncontrollably.
All around came the sound of gasping and falling to the ground uncontrollably.
No. 21, the strength should be very close to them.
"Plop, plop..."
The heart beat of the 53 monks almost shook the stone chamber. At this moment, even the "boom" of the platform of life and death was selectively missed.
Xuanyuan does not break, seems to be still hesitating.
One, two.
As if suffering in an oil pan, he rolled his ears to hear any sound coming from it.
If you pierce all the walls and connect all the stone chambers, you can see that thousands of stone chambers, whether they are sitting or squeezing against the corner of the wall, are all the same movement.
His right hand covers his heart, tilts his head, raises his right ear and slightly shakes his earlobe.
"Friar of the human race, ninetieth..."