Chapter 1903

The passage of time, a moment, the huge transmission array, even burst out a bright glow.

In the flow of the rays, the moment has covered several miles.

The friars, who were sitting cross legged, noticed the scene, and their eyes suddenly opened, and there was a flash of light in them.

In their hearts, they were also relieved.

The transmission array is finally turned on.

Although the Sanhuang hall has numerous resources and opportunities, it is also dangerous.

This time, there were hundreds of monks in the three wasteland halls, but now there are only less than 20.

Such a large casualty rate is really heart shaking.

Tu Yimao also opened his eyes, but instead of looking at the transmission array, he looked into the distance.

The color of disappointment in his eyes is also more and more thick.

The transmission array has been opened, but Wang Fan hasn't come yet. Is Wang Fan really in trouble?

During Tu yispear's thinking, the monks had already got up and set foot on the transmission array.

At the moment when they stepped on the transmission array, a white whirlpool crazily rolled on them. When the white whirlpool disappeared, they had no trace.

Nearly 20 friars, in less than a few breathing time, have been completely sent out, disappeared here.

Tu Yi spear did not move, he still sat in the same place, waiting quietly.

The launch of the teleport will last for one day. He will wait until the last moment to leave.

Time is still passing, and the place soon becomes quiet.

Only the light on the transmission array is constantly flowing and blooming.

As the sun goes down to the west, it will soon be dusk.

At this time, less than half an hour is left before the end of the transmission array.

Tu yispear shook his head bitterly. He had no hope that Wang Fan was still alive.

"Ah..." he sighed deeply, looked at the distance again, then stepped on the transmission array and left slowly.

With Tu yispear's departure, the place fell into silence again. Except for the transmission array, which was still shining, everything had been restored to its original state.

The rhombo Empire, deep in an endless mountain range.

Originally, this place was desolate and deserted, but in these days, it was extremely busy.

Numerous sectarian forces have set up temporary tents here and started to collect various resources.

In the past, every time the secret place of Sanhuang hall ended, the monks who came out of it would have a lot of cultivation resources.

However, some cultivation resources are extremely scarce outside, so they can't be found at all, so the major forces will not miss this opportunity.

"The teleportation array is about to open, and the geniuses who enter the Sanhuang hall are about to come out. I don't know how many people will come out alive this time. "

"In the past, at least 30% or more of the monks had to die every time they practiced in Sanhuang temple. I think it will be the same this time."

"Well, although there are countless opportunities in Sanhuang hall, it's too dangerous. I just don't know whether the first Wang Fan will live or not. "

"Isn't that nonsense? Elder martial brother Wang Fan will certainly live. If elder martial brother Wang fan can't survive, who else can? "

"Well, that's not necessarily true. In Sanhuang hall, whether you can survive depends not only on your strength, but also on your luck. No matter how strong you are, if you are not lucky, you will not be able to survive. "

Some good people can't help talking about it.

However, the focus of their discussion soon focused on Wang Fan.

After all, Wang fan is too dazzling. As the first member of the nine nation friars' Congress, it's hard not to be noticed.

On top of a temporary three story building, a middle-aged man was standing there.

He is like a pine, motionless, that expression, is always no wave.

At a certain moment, accompanied by the void somewhere space, a faint light began to flow, this person suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, the uplifting voice of those good people came out again.

"It's on. The teleport is on. Someone's coming out!"

"I'm looking forward to it. I don't know how many talents will fall this time, and who will survive."

In the voice of those who do good, the light in the void is more and more bright, more and more dazzling.

Soon, in the light, a gate suddenly appeared, and then a monk was sent out.

1、 Two, three, four,

at the moment when the friars were sent out, someone began to count.

However, after counting to seventeen, the man could not count any more.

It's just 17 monks. How can it be that other monks have fallen from Chengdu?You know, since the Sanhuang temple, no more than four City monks have died, that is to say, no more than 40 people have died. But this time, only 17 people came out.

If all the other monks fall, doesn't it mean that more than 80% of the monks fall this time?

Isn't that horrible?

The middle-aged man standing on the high platform, looking at the 17 monks who were sent out, his face became ugly instantly.

He glanced at the monks, stepped out and came to them in a moment.

"Are you the only monks left in the Sanhuang hall this time?" The middle-aged man's voice is extremely cold, but in his eyes, there is a sense of sadness.

"Master, there is Tu yispear from Wushuang city. As for whether other people are still alive, I don't know."

One of the skilful friars couldn't help looking around and said quickly.

"To kill a spear?" The middle-aged man frowned again, "what about Wang Fan? Did he fall?"

"Wang Fan?" The skilful friar was slightly stunned, and then said, "I don't know, but it should have fallen."

"What happened to Sanhuang hall? How could so many monks fall?" The middle-aged man's face was more gloomy and asked again.

That person listens to this to ask, the facial expression is slightly hesitant, then say in a low voice, "elder, the reason why fall so many people, because was implicated by Wang Fan."

His voice was very small, and while he was talking, he couldn't help looking at the location of the transmission gate secretly, as if he was afraid that Wang Fan would come out and hear it at this moment.

"What's the matter, say it!" The middle-aged man's face is already livid. "Is it Wang Fan who killed them?"

"No, this is not." The friar quickly replied, "Wang Fan snatched a fruit of Wuteng king in the hands of five powerful people in the Kingdom, so he was chased and killed by the kingdom."

"But in the end, Wang Fan escaped calmly. The five great kings could not find Wang Fan, so they implicated the rest of the monks in the Long'ao Empire "

the man told the story of the kidnapping of the monks in the Long'ao empire.

"Well?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help narrowing his eyes. "Wang Fan snatched the fruit of Wuteng king from wudawangjing. Can he still escape? So Wang Fan died in their hands? "

His heart was quite shocked. He didn't expect that Wang Fan would dare to do such a thing.

You know, the strong king is not so easy to provoke, let alone the strong five king.

At this time, not only the middle-aged men, but also the friars around, could not help but raise their ears, and their hearts were shocked.