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"This is here?" Jiang Han was extremely vigilant, observing the surroundings.

This is the interior of a temple, supported by tall pillars with no end in sight, and on the outside of the pillars is a chaotic rolling black mist, as if there is a layer of diaphragm, so that those fog cannot penetrate in.

Jiang Han is in a corridor of this temple.

"Why, do you feel like there's a kind of twilight and old age here?" Jiang Han wondered in his heart.

Although when he first entered this divine abyss, what he saw was a scene of ruins, but when he really entered the Holy Martial Palace, which hall was not majestic and mysterious, especially the Holy Dao Tower, that kind of sacred feeling made him unforgettable.

But here, although this temple is still majestic, the feeling of dilapidation can't be hidden, especially the cracks on the tall stone pillars, which even make people feel like they are about to collapse.

"Hmm, that's?" Jiang Han was suddenly stunned.

In the corners of the wall, under the cracks, occasionally, lay some broken rubble, among which there were a few white stones, square, mixed with a trace of blood, which looked quite extraordinary.

"Radiant Underworld Stone?" Jiang Han's heart moved, and a stone similar to the white stone on the ground appeared in his palm.

The stone in his palm was obtained by Jiang Han when he killed the Qingjiao King, and it was an item used for cultivation in the underworld.

"Could it be that the Qingjiao King of the past also came here? However, what does this divine abyss have to do with the underworld?" Jiang Han thought in his heart.

It seems that he deduced the origin of the Radiant Underworld Stone in his hand, but greater doubts also appeared.

Immediately, Jiang Han suppressed this thought, just lowered his body slightly, and also picked up a piece of the Radiant Underworld Stone and put it into the storage magic weapon.

The most important thing now is to survive.

The Cold Shadow Knife was in hand, and the shield was also held by Jiang Han in his hand, Jiang Han began to move forward along this corridor, and silently observed this majestic temple, he had a feeling that he had not really reached the place where the third level was.

Soon, he came to the end of the corridor.

"Arrived at the exit?" Jiang Han was vigilant in his heart, and finally came to the exit, and at a glance, his heart was suddenly shocked.

It was a majestic temple, comparable in size to the one he had first entered, and it was vast, but if it was all, he wouldn't have been so surprised, what really shocked him.

In the center of that hall, there was a huge ring, several meters above the ground, and there were hundreds of creatures exuding a powerful aura standing on it, each of them was an innate powerhouse, but from the perspective of cultivation, the highest seemed to be only in the middle of the Tianyuan Realm.

"So many inheritors?" Jiang Han's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the group of creatures in the distance.

A golden dragon with a length of more than ten zhang, coiled on its body, with five claws on its belly, cold eyes, exuding a terrifying evil aura, entrenched in one side.

A large purple bird, more than five meters high, squatted there, its wings slightly spread, and its feathers were fierce, as if it was ready to rise into the sky.

There is also a plant that is more than ten meters high, like a willow tree, but it is all black, and the dark branches have a faint evil aura, which makes people dare not approach.

There are also four-armed humanoids with silver bodies and a height of more than three meters...

...

Each creature has a different appearance, as if it is a hodgepodge of ethnic groups.

Suddenly, Jiang Han suddenly remembered that he had seen the picture scroll of the Shenyuan in its heyday before, it was indeed the gathering of all races, and it was extremely prosperous, and the lord of this Shenyuan seemed to be not taboo to choose this Shenyuan sergeant.

"Inheritor, get in the ring. A rumbling sound came from the sky, low and suppressed, from Jiang Han's heart and consciousness sea.

Involuntarily, Jiang Han's whole person jumped into the air, and from the exit of the corridor, he stepped directly on the high ring.

"Whew!" landed.

In an instant, many of the original powerful figures in the ring looked over, and their eyes were full of coldness, and some were even full of killing intent.

"Terran?" A burly and strong creature roared, its height was more than five meters, but it had six arms, holding six war swords, each of which exuded an astonishing chill, and its eyes had an astonishing killing intent, as if it was about to kill Jiang Han at will.

"Huh?" Jiang Han frowned slightly.

"Give me silence, the death ring battle hasn't started yet, if you don't want to die, don't do it. A roaring sound, coming from the dome, with a terrifying coercion, instantly quieted the ring for dozens of miles.

At the height of the hall, a large face composed of white mist appeared, and his face was extremely indifferent.

Jiang Han also felt a coercion, but with his current strength, he easily resisted, but he didn't resist, because he felt that most of the creatures in this ring seemed to be hostile to him.

"Could it be that it's really like Na Ze has nothing to say, and now the heavens, the human race, in the eyes of other races, are synonymous with demons?" Jiang Han was vigilant in his heart, there seemed to be no human race in these hundreds of figures except him.

With the warning of the white mist face, there was no fighting in the entire ring, and all the inheritors just quietly occupied a position and waited silently.

From time to time, new inheritors came in from the entrances of the corridors, leaped to the ring, and then quietly found a place to stay.

"This Divine Abyss, is there so many inheritors every day, or is it opened once at a fixed period of time?" Jiang Han was thinking about this question in his heart.

Time has passed, but more than an hour, and there are more than 300 inheritors in the entire ring.

And around Jiang Han, there are more than 20 figures at this time, all of them are wearing battle armor, holding blades, and the characteristics of unity, all of them are human races.

Although they didn't know each other, they couldn't help but gather together.

"Twenty-three Terrans. Jiang Han's eyes swept away.

More than 300 inheritors, 23 human races, it seems that the proportion is not large, but except for them, the rest of the inheritors almost have the same race.

Suddenly, hum, an illusory wave enveloped their twenty-three Terran inheritors.

"Soundproof formation?" Jiang Han frowned slightly.

"Everyone, my name is Ziyunyang, and there is no need to say much about our respective origins, but to be able to break through to the third level of this Shenyuan Sergeant Inheritance, I think you should all understand the cruelty of this inheritance. A man with black hair and black armor whispered, exuding a killing chill, and swept over the dozens of people present.

"Now in these heavens, our race is the common enemy of all the other races. The young man in black armor continued: "This third game, I expected it to be a melee, and when the time comes, hundreds of other inheritors will definitely join forces to besiege us. ”

"If we want to survive, we must let down our guard and join forces to fight the enemy. ”

The rest of the people listened silently, neither anyone objected nor questioned, the situation in the field was obvious, and the rest of the inheritors of all races were indeed hostile to them, and it was imperative to join forces.

But when it comes to letting go of all mustards and guards, most people will just turn a cold eye.

To get to this point, who is not a person with a firm mind, how can he not know the cruelty of this inheritance, and at the critical moment, in order to survive, what can't be done?

The black-armored man Zi Yunyang also seemed to have expected the reaction of the people present, and only reminded him a few words, and did not say anything more.

However, in general, after the black-armored man said this, although the more than 20 inheritors of the human race were on guard against each other, they were also faintly consistent with each other.

Jiang Han only watched silently.

"Brother, I'm from the Yuanwu Great World, Robin, I hope the others will help each other. The young man beside him looked at Jiang Han, he was tall, with a slight scar on his forehead, which looked extremely refreshing, wearing a purple battle armor, and there was a cloudy scenery on it.

"Eastern Regions Zhou State, Jiang. Jiang Han showed a rare smile.

The young man's eyes showed a look of surprise, he could meet his companions in the same world here, and they were close to each other.

"This is my junior sister, Bu Wenqing. Robin smiled and pointed to the girl in purple next to him.

Jiang Han nodded, and his eyes also fell on the girl next to the other party, this girl is a willow hair ornament, which looks quite gentle, purple clothes fluttering, and the clothes on it are the same as Robin's, which are obviously the clothes of the battle armor.

The girl took Robin's hand and smiled lightly at Jiang Han.

"These two people are from the same sect force, it seems that they are still a couple?" Jiang Han quickly made a judgment in his heart, and he could see Robin's doting intention when he looked at that step of Wenqing.

"How did you get here?" Jiang Han asked.

"This channel formation inherited by the Divine Abyss is one of the forces of our sect. Robin spoke: "Originally, this inheritance channel was opened once every hundred years, but this time it was suddenly opened, and in a hurry, the sect chose dozens of people to try their luck here to see if they could get the inheritance and go back alive." ”

"It's a pity that this time my luck is not very good, and there are only me and my sister who have survived until now. ”

Jiang Han nodded, thoughtful.

"What about you, how did you come here?Is there any other sect in the Yuanwu world that has a inheritance channel here?" the purple-clothed girl Bu Wenqing spoke, her voice crisp and pleasant.

"Inadvertently entered. Jiang Han said with a smile.

Robin and Bu Wenqing glanced at each other and didn't ask much, they dared to say casually because the news that their own sect had the entrance to this Shenyuan inheritance had already spread, and this young man named 'Jiang' was probably a little secret.

However, the three of them are from the same big world, which can be regarded as fate, but they are a lot closer.

Time passed, another half an hour passed, and no one came out of the corridor, and at this time, there were already more than four hundred people in the entire ring.

Rumble!

In the sky, the big face formed by the white mist, with a cold face, suddenly exuded a terrifying coercion, and suddenly, the entire hall was silent, and none of the hundreds of inheritors dared to speak.

"In this inheritance test, there are a total of 8,400 beings in the early and middle stages of the innate stage. The rumbling sound was transmitted down, shaking the entire temple: "There are four hundred and sixteen people who have come to the third level alive, and you are all excellent, surpassing many powerhouses of the same level." ”

The hearts of all the inheritors are sinking, more than 8,000 people, who have lived until now, less than half of them, this probability of falling makes their hearts tremble.

And that's just the first two levels!

Jiang Han's heart moved, because this was different from what he had predicted: "Isn't it true that not every inheritor is like me going through nine life-and-death battles?"

"It's a pity, you're still not strong enough, still not enough!" Bai Mist looked down at the hundreds of inheritors below with a big face: "Sergeant Shenyuan, what you need is an invincible peerless genius of the same level, elimination, fighting, is the eternal theme." ”

Rumble!

Next to the big face, a huge golden list suddenly appeared, and on it, was the universal text of the human race.

"The third level, the battle of death!"

The rules are as follows:

1. Kill 50 inheritors, get a special reward, and go directly to the next level!

2. Attack each other, become the last twenty people alive in the ring, and enter the next level!"

The entire hall was silent, and the pupils of all the inheritors shrank, all of them were dignified, and those who could survive until now were not considered geniuses, but in the face of such a terrible mortality rate, everyone's hearts couldn't help but tremble.

Of the more than 400, only 20 can live.

"Three hundred breaths, after three hundred breaths, if there are more than twenty people alive in the ring, randomly select and kill the excess inheritors!" Bai Mist said with a cold face: "Remember, as the number of people decreases and time passes, the space of the entire death ring will continue to decrease. ”

The golden list at the height of the temple has turned into a red number.

"Kill, begin!"

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ps: Let's talk casually, it has been more than 80 days since the book was issued, more than 400,000, in the new book, this speed is really not slow, after all, before it was put on the shelves, there would be no book will be five or ten more a day, which will affect the results too much, I hope book friends understand,

Second, let's talk about something, next Saturday, that is, on April 1st, put down the words, ten more outbreaks, 3000+ per update,

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