Nearly one day has passed.

The remaining number of creatures of all races who entered the island of all races is estimated to be three or four million.

The beings who have just entered the Holy King, or only the second and third stages of the Holy King, are afraid that they have already died.

How difficult is it to produce a holy king?

Among the hundreds of millions of living beings, there may not be a single Saint King, but so many Saint Kings have died silently on this island.

Cheng Bo felt that this island should not be called Wanzu Dao, but should be called Meteorite Island.

He didn't know what the bigwigs of the various clans thought, just for that little reward, for the ethereal quota of the ten First Saint Realms, he forcibly buried so many outstanding young beings.

Is there something else to do, or is it that they can't choose?

Thinking of this, Cheng Bo felt a chill in his heart, the will of the world in this world was too ruthless.

But now he can't resist, and he can't resist, so he can only struggle forward under the arrangement of the world's will.

However, he secretly swore that one day, he would press the will of the world on the ground and rub it.

While moving forward, Cheng Bo and the others could see corpses from various ethnic groups from time to time, and the pungent smell of blood wafted in the air.

Suddenly.

Cheng Bo's face changed, but at this moment, a phantus suddenly appeared behind him, a jet-black short sword and a vest that touched him, and the sharp breath penetrated his back.

"Boom!"

His breath erupted, blooming with brilliant radiance, shattering the short sword to pieces.

At the same time, a brilliant sword aura shot out from his back, slashing towards the phantom.

"Poof!"

The phantom was cut in half and slowly dissipated into the air.

"Where to go!"

Cheng Bo drank coldly, and the Saint Emperor-level long sword in his hand flew towards a certain void and slashed out several swords, the Saint Shadow Clan's concealment kung fu was indeed very good, but after absorbing so much world origin power, his divine soul had already reached an unimaginable realm, and no matter how high he hid under his divine thoughts, there was nothing to hide.

"Bang!"

A figure staggered out of the void, spurting blood, he glanced at Cheng Bo resentfully, and disappeared again.

"You can't escape!"

Cheng Bo sneered, swung his sword again, and several sword qi flew out.

The figure fell out again, and this time, he didn't have the strength to run anymore and fell to the ground.

"Who gave you the guts to sneak up on me?"

Cheng Bo stepped forward and stepped on the other party's chest, a Saint King Wuduan, actually trying to sneak attack him.

"Poof!"

Cheng Bo had no intention of replying to the other party, the brilliance under his feet surged, the other party's body was directly shattered, and the divine soul was incorporated into his body and decomposed and absorbed by the devouring divine power.

Through the memories of this Holy Shadow Clan, Cheng Bo knew that a total of one hundred and eighteen people from the Holy Shadow Clan came this time, and the two strongest ones had reached the first stage of the Holy Emperor.

They did not choose to ally with anyone.

Because they are not suitable for frontal fighting and forming alliances with others, they will be shackled everywhere, therefore, after entering the island of all races, they scattered and lurked.

The guy who sneaked up on Cheng Bo was eyeing him at the beginning, but in the first two large-scale confrontations, he didn't dare to rush into the battlefield until Cheng Bo implemented the lure plan and saw an opportunity to take advantage of it.

It's a pity that the people of the Holy Shadow Clan like to be alone, and this guy doesn't know the whereabouts of the others, otherwise, Cheng Bo wouldn't mind killing them all.

"Are you alright?"

Xuanyuan walked up and asked with concern.

"It's okay, keep going!"

Cheng Bo waved his hand and led the team to move on.

Everyone is very careful, they want to seduce other people, maybe other people want to ambush them.

Fortunately, Cheng Bo is very confident in his divine thoughts, and if anyone approaches within a radius of a hundred miles, he will be insightful.

"Huh!"

Cheng Bo suddenly shouted softly in his heart, because he sensed that someone was spying on their team with a secret divine thought, he quietly followed the other party's divine thought, and then saw hundreds of Saint Emperor-level masters in a formation.

"Go back the way you came as fast as you can!"

Cheng Bo spread his voice to everyone.

"Whoosh!"

Everyone pushed the speed to the extreme.

"Pretty vigilant!"

In that formation, one of the Saint Emperors sneered: "That group of little guys seems to have discovered us, don't hide it, just take action!"

Suddenly, hundreds of Holy Emperors shot out from within the formation and chased after Cheng Bo and the others.

The gap between the Holy King and the Holy Emperor is huge.

Even though everyone was galloping with all their might, in a breath, the group of Holy Emperors galloped in and landed all around, surrounding Cheng Bo and the other hundreds.

None of these Holy Emperors were Terrans.

Looking at the Templars with panicked faces, they enjoyed it very much.

"Little ones, it's your misfortune to meet us, so let's be obedient, so that you will suffer less!"

The Holy Emperor led by the three smiling words.

"You think you have a win?"

Cheng Bo suddenly spoke, slowly sweeping over the group of people, there were three people in the third stage of the Holy Emperor, there were more than ten people in the second stage of the Holy Emperor, and the rest were all in the first stage of the Holy Emperor!

"Isn't it?" said the man.

"Idiot, we are all from the Holy Hall, do you think that we don't have anything to protect our lives, then you also underestimate the Holy Hall!" Cheng Bo sneered, there was an extra Imperial Jade Talisman in his hand, which was slightly stimulated, and suddenly, a terrifying aura was released, and the faces of the more than 100 Saint Emperors with relaxed expressions changed greatly.

"This is the Saint Emperor's eighth-rank Imperial Dao Jade Talisman!"

The man at the head exclaimed.

"You still have some eyesight!" Cheng Bo smiled proudly: "As long as I stimulate this Imperial Jade Talisman, how many people are you sure will survive?"

"Haha, little brother, we're just kidding you!

"Brush!"

In an instant, the group was gone.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Lord Winter also loves you too much, he can even give you this level of Emperor Dao Jade Talisman!" Qin Shengdong said with envy.

And Jian Haoran was jealous.

"Alright, let's move on!"

Cheng Bo waved his hand.

After a few hours, they finally came across a team of more than 5,000 people, and if Cheng Bo remembered correctly, this group should belong to an alliance of more than 70,000 people.

But now there are only more than 5,000 people left.

"Let's go!"

When the two sides met, Cheng Bo didn't say a word, and took people to turn around and flee.

"Where to run!"

The group's eyes lit up, as if they were staring at their prey.

In particular, the six Holy Emperors rushed up directly.

However, he was intercepted by the four Holy Emperors of the Winged Human Race.

Fight and retreat.

One chases and one runs.

Soon, the ambush site was reached.

The brothers and sisters of the Ancient Giant Clan rushed out of the formation first, and the six Saint Emperors who were entangled with the four Holy Emperors of the Winged Human Race were directly injured by their punches and flew upside down.

A killing ensues.

In just one hour, the battle ended, and all the living beings on the other side, including the six Holy Emperors, were ambushed.

Of course, Cheng Bo's side also suffered certain losses, killing more than 1,000 people, and the total number dropped to more than 8,800 people.

Continue to lure the enemy.

Second Wave ......

Third Wave ......

When Cheng Bo and others were preparing to lure the enemy for the fourth time, the time for the first round of the game came.

Those who have obtained the qualification for the promotion can continue to stay on the island of all races, and those who have not obtained the qualification and successfully survived will be directly teleported.

Of the remaining 5,000 people in Cheng Bo's team, 4,726 have qualified for the promotion.

But Cheng Bo sighed lightly, when they came in, there were more than 80,000 people in their team, and three days later, there were only more than 5,000 people who did not advance, that is to say, more than 70,000 Saint King-level creatures died on the island of ten thousand races.

As for the other teams, it is estimated that they are not much better, and may even be wiped out completely.

"A day later, the game continues!"

The voice of the will of the world sounded in the minds of every living being, and then the light of the island rose, all the corpses disappeared, and the air became fresh again.

In the past three days, everyone can be said to be worried and nervous.

Therefore, in the following day, everyone tried to rest and relax, and waited for the second round to come.

Finally, the second round arrived.

The voice of the will of the world sounded in everyone's minds again: "In this round, there will be 10,000 Chosen One, within three days, kill all the Chosen One, and the remaining ones can advance, otherwise, the Chosen One will advance!"