Chapter 4359

Long Yan is very worried about Long Ling. If his beloved woman dies in this place, he really doesn't know what courage he has to live.

At this time, Longling's white and warm hand catches Longyan. With a quiet beauty, she deeply infects Longyan and calms his impetuous heart.

Long Ling then said gently: "brother Yan, you have been excellent, I believe you many times, but this time you can also believe me, don't worry, I can beat my opponent."

With that, they hugged each other.

"Ling'er..." Long Yan didn't know what to say. Although he was not a descendant of the ancient spirit family, he was involuntarily involved in the game of life and death. He was helpless, even had no choice.

"I really don't know whether these illusory gods and shadows really exist, or they are just the gods' obsession left behind in those years. What's their purpose? Do people die in the end, and even if they get more rewards, what's the point? "

Longyan can't figure out what the final result will be. There are tens of thousands of talented people. Not only Longling but also jinxuanmeng are the women Longyan cares about most.

Long Ling also tightly hugged Long Yan's arm at the same time, and then intimately said: "for our love, we all want to live well, so we have to trust each other this time, brother Yan. I know that if I die, you will not accept it, and I also can't accept it, so we don't want to die!"

Long Yan has never seen her so serious, and so confident said.

"In this case, I think we should be prepared to see how we can deal with all kinds of emergency crises and how to resolve them."

They talk, and on that big platform, the last breath will come soon. Unfortunately, none of the two talented warriors beat their opponents in the end, which means that they are eliminated at the same time.

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The last death bell rings, and the white jade bricks under their feet are directly suspended, which makes them fall into the colorful fog at the same time.

No matter how hard they try in the end, they can't escape the end of death. The reality is so cruel. All of the 20 warriors died in the end. Some of them fell into the colorful fog, and some of them were killed directly by their opponents because of their poor strength.

For a moment, all the talented warriors on the platform looked at the huge square in the middle.

They are stupid. The crisis of death is on everyone's head. No one is sure that they will be the final winner. This game of life and death is more cruel than they think.

On that huge platform, within 100000 meters, it began to rotate. There were countless divine lines on it, full of verve. At this time, no one could still laugh. Even the little magical power and the sky in Cangshan Grottoes had a bleak and blank look.

All people are not naive, but recognize the cruel reality.

Then all the small platforms they were on began to move, as if they were assigned opponents by the ten gods in the sky.

I don't know what cruel game of death will follow.

No one can change the rules set by the gods. If someone wants to give up, they can't escape. They will be eliminated directly, so everyone has to fight.

Those who set foot on the scene of the war against God are also full of horror and heavy faced. They will also meet those who are as powerful as themselves, and their hope of victory is very slim.

And whether the rules of the game continue to circulate like this, no one knows.

Soon the second round of fighting began, and the selected warriors were almost the same as those in the later stage of Mingwu eight and the early stage of Mingwu nine.

This time, there were 60 warriors, and the number of winners was also one.

When people heard about the death rate, they were all shocked and dumbfounded. These gods were just for the sake of killing the descendants of these gods. Ah, everyone's hope for survival is only one in sixty, which is unimaginable.

Some of the selected talented warriors are ready to die. This time, the game of death is more cruel, terrible and bloody.

This irregular draw of martial arts, but also uneven strength, unexpectedly appeared between the eight and nine.

The risk factor is even greater. Long Yan soon sees that the team of heaven and earth God gate has been selected by three people, one from Xuanyuan God City, one from Zhuge God City, and one from Guling God city. Moreover, this time, Guling God city is actually Longling, the most beloved woman of long Yan.

It's Long Ling's turn to play so soon, and the hope of survival is only one in 60.

All those who participate in the rules of the death game have been sent to that huge platform.

Their fate will burn up at this moment, and they will kill each other for their own sake. Even if someone joins hands, they will become each other's opponents in the end.

The fate of death is shrouded on everyone's head, and it is very heavy on all people's faces. The people who want to kill them are their most worshipped ancestors.

The selected warrior has not yet received the death bell. Everyone is in a state of preparing for war.

Longling through the transparent halo can see Longyan is cheering for her, more people, are very helpless.

The process of waiting is undoubtedly a very painful one. Everyone hopes that time can stop. Don't test these talented warriors in this way. They are really afraid.

If they choose to fight slowly, they will live longer. However, they find that this kind of waiting is a greater suffering, and death is impossible to avoid.

Some people just go crazy because they can't stand the long wait for death, and suffer a lot in their heart.

With the passage of time, the battle still hasn't started. This time, the 60 people who took part in the war broke down in cold sweat.

Before the war, his face had turned pale and even trembled.

The game of death is planned by gods. Everyone will take part in it. No one can escape.

Long Yan looks for Jin Xuanmeng for a while. Fortunately, she is not among the 60 warriors. Otherwise, if she meets Long Ling, Long Yan will not accept it. That's the last result he wants to see.

Then, on the sky, those gods' virtual shadows spread Lang Lang's divine voice.

"Sixty men, 120 interest, fighting time, time is over, a winner is left on the platform, the second round of life and death battle, the countdown begins!"

The sound of God falls and the bell of death rings.

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