Zhao Xin's voice fell, and many people's faces changed.

They have long found themselves unable to get out.

If it's true, as Zhao Xin said, it's not clear that anyone who doesn't know will die here?

They came to attack Shura in order to be famous, famous and appreciated by the high level.

There is nothing left after death. The most important thing is that the cause of death can not be made public.

Whether it's black or white, they have no room to struggle.

"The boy is right. My daughter-in-law just gave birth to a son and died here. What about my son?"

"That's true. Why don't we let him go for a while and kill him after going out?"

"It seems that's the only way to do it now."

"Go on, boy."

A temporary agreement was reached.

Zhao channel: "Fantasy Fairy used to be one of the few strong Taoists in the anti Shura army, but unfortunately, it fell here. Fantasy Fairy was proficient in ghosts, immortals and puppets, so the island must be in crisis."

"It's true that I'm a master of liupin immortal array. This island is really full of fierce omens. Every mountain and river can form a powerful killing array. I'm afraid there will be no one left if I rush into it rashly."

Said an old man with a white beard.

People smell speech, cold sweat rolling straight out, ten don't save one, this said too frightening.

That is to say, if more than 3000 people go in, maybe less than 200 people can survive?

All of them swallow a mouthful of saliva and get nervous.

"Just as the elder said, this island is the great array, but I just know the way to solve it. We work together to find the inheritance and treasure left by the Fantasy Fairy for you. How about you let me go and give me half a year to live?"

"What do you do with half a year?"

Half a year is long or short. Who can guarantee the variables?

"I come from the middle plane. You know very well that I want to go back to settle my own affairs and where my brothers are going. It takes time. How much can I grow up in half a year as a Shura on the third floor of fairyland?"

Zhao Xin pretended to have no choice but to smile bitterly.

With Zhao Xin's painstaking acting skills, some people are soft.

"It's true that this boy is only in the third level of fairyland. Although he has the power to kill the strong in the ancient realm, he is still under our control."

"You may as well promise him."

"I can't promise. In case of any mistakes in the past six months, who can bear the responsibility?"

"Enough, if you can let me out of here, I'll listen to you and kill Shura. If you can't, shut up, the minority is subordinate to the majority, and vote by show of hands!"

The result of the vote was obviously one-sided.

And elected a temporary successor to the commander, Zhan yunqi!

Zhao Xin almost didn't laugh when he heard this decision. It's too funny.

"Master, I..." Zhan yunqi's weak idea was heard.

Zhao Xinqiang held back his smile and said, "I know. You don't have to say anything else. They don't seem to know about our relationship."

"Well, I will let master live."

After that, Zhan yunqi cut off the communication.

Throughout the audience, Zhan yunqi, the president of the trade union of weapon refiners, was the most influential and prestigious one.

Although Zhan yunqi's own strength is weak, as early as a few months ago, Zhan yunqi broke through to the Jiupin immortal craftsman, and his weapon refining skills soared, and he became the existence that even the capital of dongshiqing had to consult. No one on the scene could match him in terms of identity.

If you offend the trade union of the weapon refiners, the end will be miserable.

As the saying goes, it's better to offend one hundred ancient practitioners than to offend the craftsmen 'Union.

Otherwise, a group of fairyland strongmen will be summoned, and everyone will be equipped with the treasures of the ancient land, and you will be killed with weapons. Not to mention the support of the seven empires behind the weapon refiners' Union, offending them is offending the seven empires.

Although Quan Jingyuan is also qualified to fight with Zhan yunqi, Quan Jingyuan did not stand up and knew him very little.

Who would have thought that the dean of Wushen academy, who has always been in a closed state, actually led the team in person this time.

"Shura, we have agreed to your terms. As long as you lead us to find inheritance and treasure, we will give you half a year."

"I promise you with the reputation of the smelters' union that if anyone goes back on it, he will not get along with the smelters' Union."

Zhan yunqi stood up and said to Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin nodded: "come with me."

More than 3000 people followed Zhao Xin to the island.

At the edge of the island, the entrance is a flat field, which is the size of several football fields. But at the junction of the flat field and the forest, there is a stone platform on which a guy in red robes sits.

Aging, as if in a closed eye, but do not feel the slightest breath.

As the latter monk fell to the ground, the sky suddenly hummed and the array waves visible to the naked eye rippled in the air. At this moment, the island was like a cage, and they were completely imprisoned.

Then, the voice of the past sounded in the sky.

"The game has begun. If you want to get fantasy inheritance, you must live to the end."

"Well, what do you mean? What game? "

"Damn it, show your real body."

However.

The public outcry had no effect.

Instead, the old man sitting on the stone platform opened his eyes.

Muna's movement, rigid body slowly stood up from the stone platform.

All his life in red robe, his clothes are full of strange groups of ghost symbols. There are blood colored eight diagrams on his chest and back, and there is only a simple walking stick beside him, but it gives people a strong sense of oppression.

"This guy..."

Zhao Xin was also uneasy and looked at the old man warily.

The old man got up, looked at the crowd with empty eyes, and said: "death!"

Suddenly, tens of thousands of stone statues burst out of the ground. The black stone statues are like terracotta warriors and horses, with dark armor and cold swords.

A stone statue surrounded the crowd.

But he didn't take the initiative to attack, instead, he stood in the same place, and the old man also stood in the same place, without redundant action.

The air is frozen.

The dead environment can be heard.

"Shura, what should we do now?" Someone looked at Zhao Xin and asked.

Zhao Xin's eyes twinkled, looking at the stone statues, thinking about the countermeasures.

"Well, I don't believe in this evil. Isn't it just a group of stone statues? What can I do? "

A arrogant monk with a long knife cleaved toward a stone statue.

Clang——

The man was shocked by the sparks and the long knife.

At the same time, the stone statue also woke up, instantly pulled out the long sword between the eyes, the sword flickered, the man's head fell to the ground, blood gushing.

Long sword with blood, stone pace to kill people.

Sword drawing?

Zhao Xin was surprised. Isn't this the Dugu nine sword style?

In shock, Zhao Xin's body flashed, the poisonous spirit was in his hand, the mysterious spirit was mobilized and spewed out, and the stone statue was smashed in the blink of an eye.

The strong anti earthquake force also made Zhao Xin retreat.

Ding!

Congratulations on killing the terracotta warriors and horses.

Congratulations to the host for obtaining 500 billion experience and 300 billion spirit.

…………

The system prompts that the sound is on.

Zhao Xin looked around warily, but the rest of the statues did not move.