Chapter 4357

The bell of death kept ringing, and the warrior screamed in horror. He was completely engulfed by the colorful fog, and there was no body left.

"What? Is this the end of the eliminated warrior? Is this the rule of the game? "

All people are Leng in the spot, Long Yan also with nervous.

"It seems that the game of death has been ready for us for a long time. How can it be like this? After a hundred breath, only one of twenty people can survive. Then 19 people will die like this?"

Gu Lingfeng quickly responded: "Gu Yang, fight, fight

For a moment, on that huge platform, all the talented warriors began to be alert quickly, looking at the warriors around them.

"There's eighty minutes left..."

Dang! Dang! Dang!

The death bell, every ten minutes, will increase its bell.

"How could that be? Our ancestors of gods are not joking with us. They are playing with our lives. We are descendants of gods. If we die, the overall strength of the human race will decline and there will be a fault. "

Many people still can't believe the killing game, and on the big platform, the 19 warriors are watching each other warily, and no one dares to start first.

When the time comes, only one person on the stage can survive. If there are more than two people, everyone will fall into the colorful fog.

All of them are extremely stupid. There is a huge gap of 180 degrees in their hearts. Just now, people talked about it, thinking that it was the great treasure that their ancestors intended to give them, but they didn't expect that it was such a game of death and killing.

"Take out your best fighting state, kill the opponent in front of you, you will get the supreme glory!"

Above the sky, the dozens of gods are full of dignity and momentum, and the voice of gods is the earth.

Everyone finally understood, that is to say, those fighters on the big platform can't continue to hesitate. If they want to survive, they must brutally kill their opponents. Only fighting can they survive.

The winner can live, 20 people can only live one person, this battle is too cruel.

Time went on, and there was still seventy minutes left.

In order to survive, 70 interest time, has not allowed these warriors to have any hesitation time, one after another to attack their opponents who think they have a chance to defeat.

In order to survive, everyone will work hard.

Long Yan now finally understands that our Dragon Spirit hiding in his dream dragon kingdom will be brought out, and everyone will experience this process.

Those who fought became completely crazy. They were full of killing momentum and blood. They even directly used their means to protect their lives.

Guyang will burst out the power of the eighteen golden martial gods, and at the same time, he will burn the blood of the gods, and his power will be greatly enhanced.

At the same time, the same is true for other warriors. Failure means elimination and death.

Who dares to make fun of their lives? The talented warriors who do not participate in it all hold their own heads. They are no longer as excited and excited as before, and they do not even kneel down to worship the ancestors of gods.

"Why Everyone has no choice but to face the game of death.

They are completely terrified. If it's their turn to die, what should they do? They have a good future and look forward to a better future. Everything is gone and life is gone. What can they say.

"Ancestors of gods, this is not true. All this is not true. Why do we have to test us like this? There is only one twentieth of our hope to live, and death is far greater than this base."

Gu Qingshan then roared: "everyone, we are all descendants of the ancestors of gods. We can't disgrace our ancestors. Even so, we have to show our true strength to face our opponents. If we win the battle, we may get unlimited honor and benefits. Since our ancestors of gods have set up such a cruel competition, The benefits will certainly be the biggest, and everyone's strength and the ancestors of gods have arranged our opponents. They are all equal opponents. Don't be afraid. We are all proud to fight for the ancient spirits and honor. "

As soon as these words came out, the talented warriors of the ancient spirit city were full of vigor and enthusiasm, as if death was not so terrible.

"Ancestors, there will be relative benefits given to us, they do all this for us, what fear of death."

"That's right. What's the fear of death?"

The crowd roared. Gu Yang was already fighting with a warrior. After all, he was the son of leader Gu Yumo. He got many true stories and soon defeated his opponent. The warrior fell into the colorful fog with a scream.

All of them were terrified. They were all alive and dead. In an instant, their high momentum returned to the original.

For no one is not afraid of death.

Fight!

In that big square, there were 18 people left, and they began to fight madly. Their eyes were red, and they showed the strongest attack. They all wanted to eliminate their opponents.

All of a sudden, two people joined up and began to fight fiercely against the warriors around them. The time was getting shorter and shorter. The eliminated warriors soon changed from 18 to nine.

The end of those people are all transferred into the colorful fog, and then issued a scream, and then no bones.

Who will be the final winner? Everyone starts to look forward to it. Every death, everyone's proud heart will be heavily suppressed.

One twentieth of the survival hope, this is undoubtedly a terrible death game.

There are no warriors who don't work hard. The last nine of them are more powerful. They have more magic powers and more means to protect their lives. Naturally, the more hope they will survive.

In fact, it's also a contest between the gifted warriors in the greater city of God. They finally have the chance to show themselves desperately. Even if they haven't participated in the battle of the death game, their eyes are also red, full of blood, and they roar wildly for it, and their fighting spirit is terrifying.

Some people roar out with tears, their hearts inexplicably derived from a kind of anger and hatred, even this kind of hatred has no place to vent.

They should blame the ancestors of gods and make such a death game for them, but these ancestors of gods are all respected ancestors. They have been worshiping since childhood.

The image of the ancestors of gods has long been deeply engraved on their hearts, so many talented warriors have burst out this anger and resentment on their opponents.

They are completely crazy, the game of death, there are no rules, it's just a scuffle.

There are still seven people left in the field. Gu Yang was almost concentrated by the surrounding warriors several times, but he dodged them skillfully.

Boom!

Another warrior was stabbed in the head with a sword on the spot. He died miserably.

Then the corpse was quickly eliminated from the colorful fog below.

When they saw it, they were all full of fear, and their hearts were full of fear.

"Why do you treat us like this, motherfucker!" Some people can't help cursing at last.

"Don't insult your ancestors!" Then the warrior was severely taught by several warriors around him. Even so, they were full of awe for their gods and ancestors, and had long been deeply rooted in their thoughts.