Facing Fan Pingyuan's sudden words, Zhang Zhang frowned, and he also vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this, but he couldn't say anything.

He looked at Fan Pingyuan: "How do you say this?"

Fan Pingyuan smiled: "Do you know why this Skull Island is called Skull Island?"

Zhang Zhang shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Fan Pingyuan laughed and said: "The reason why Skull Island is called Skull Island is because there are a lot of people who have died here, over the years, the eight major families in the south have sent people to this Skull Island, nominally, to find the lost array pestle, but in fact, this is a place for them to gamble, they will press hundreds of millions, or even billions of funds for everyone, and in the end, if anyone is right, then there will be countless incomes, adding up to tens of billions!"

Zhang Zhang looked at Fan Pingyuan in surprise, feeling a little incredible.

Fan Pingyuan took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit it, and took a sharp puff: "This is the second time I have participated in this deathmatch." ”

"So, last time, the final winner, was you?" Zhang Li looked at in surprise.

Fan Pingyuan shook his head slightly and said, "No, the one from last time."

Winner, already let you kill. ”

"Is that Yao Da?" said Zhang Li.

"Yes, it's that Yao Da. Fan Pingyuan said calmly.

Zhang Zhang was even more puzzled: "Didn't you say that in every deathmatch meeting, only one person can survive?"

"Then do you think I'm human?" Fan Pingyuan smiled slightly.

Zhang Zhang took another look, only to find that Fan Pingyuan's body actually revealed a mysterious aura.

"What's going on?" Zhang Li was puzzled.

Fan Pingyuan smiled slightly, and said: "That time, I was indeed dead, they threw my body into the sea, originally, according to normal circumstances, I should have been eaten by sharks in the sea, but, by mistake, I floated to the back mountain of the Divine Island, and I don't know what happened, I came back to life again, but I know in my own heart that I am not a living person at all, just a soul with a body, and if there is any external force, I will immediately leave the body, and then die completely." ”

"The back mountain of the Divine Island?" Zhang Li was a little interested in this, "Do you mean that it is because you went to the back mountain of the Divine Island that the current situation will happen?"

Fan Pingyuan shook his head slowly: "I don't know either." ”

He laughed and continued: "I thought that this time I lived

After coming down, I will be able to live a good life on this Skull Island, who knows, as long as I live, I will be used, I was booked early to participate in this year's deathmatch conference, so I have been staying in this green building, because I know that my time is running out. ”

Looking at Fan Pingyuan's decadent appearance, Zhang Li's heart was also a little unbearable, this deathmatch conference is indeed a little inhumane, but in this special place, he just exists, the rules of this place say that this deathmatch conference is legal, then, here, the deathmatch conference is legitimate.

Zhang Zhang also sighed and said, "I hope you can continue to have good luck this time." ”

"I hope so. Fan Pingyuan took a puff of cigarette, then picked up the water cup on the side, and took a sip violently, "I am telling you this in the hope that one day, if you can leave here and reappear in that world, don't forget, make everything here public, and let the world know what the eight major families in the south are doing!"

Zhang Zhang nodded lightly: "If what you said is true, if I still have a chance to go out, I will make these public." ”

Fan Pingyuan nodded, and then said, "You go down, I'll rest here for a while." ”

…

Below, Zhang Li sat calmly on the side, in his mind, going hungry was a fierce struggle.

In fact, what Fan Pingyuan said, Zhang Li did not believe all of it, for example, the matter of the array eye pestle, the tension is still wavering, not sure whether it is true or false.

After all, Fan Ping hadn't gone out since he came here, so how could he know what the people of the Eight Great Families were playing?

When people are in extreme despair, they will always have that kind of persecution paranoia, feeling that everyone is harming you, and this kind of thing can happen.

"Zhang Li, it's time to go, it's time for the Divine Lord to summon you. ”

Zhang Lingling suddenly walked in and interrupted tension's meditation.

Upstairs, Fan Pingyuan also walked down, his pace was steady, although he had been in this green building for a long time, he didn't look tired at all, and the whole person was in high spirits.

I have to say that the body of the Pan Plains is still quite good, and ordinary people, if they stay here for such a long time, their bodies will be empty, even if they are not empty.

…

The so-called god naturally wants to live in the highest and highest place on the entire island.

After all, God is a high-ranking being, and it is naturally impossible to have no sense of mystery without a sense of mystery.

Compared to the palace in the West Island, the temple of the god looks even more grand, and the high spire looks unfathomable.

And when you enter the temple, the rich, heavy sense of mystery is aggravated a lot.

The guards on both sides wore masks and iron helmets that covered their entire faces, and the spears they held looked cold and cold, giving people a powerful sense of coercion.

Zhang Lingling seemed to be a little excited, she took Zhang Zhang and Fan Pingyuan, walked all the way through the corridor of the temple, and then came to the main hall.

At this moment, there were already more than a dozen people standing in the main hall.

Among them, Li Yiyong, the East Island who met with Zhang Zhang last time and almost had friction, is also among them.

Above the temple was a golden throne, and on that throne sat a huge skull.

The skull looked eerie, and just looking at it made people feel a strong sense of coercion.

"The Divine Lord has arrived!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and then, on the throne, Skull Island was glowing, and the inside was actually burning.

Everyone knelt down: "Greetings to the Lord!"

After realizing it, under Zhang Lingling's reminder, he hurriedly knelt down: "Welcome to the Divine Master!"

At this moment, the tension just looked up like that, and I felt a little strange, this god master, is it just this skeleton?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhang felt that his whole body felt a kind of pain in his brain.

It was at this moment that a gloomy and terrifying voice came: "Why are the players of this year's deathmatch conference all rubbish!"

Zhang Li frowned slightly, and just looked over.

He was already a little skeptical, could this skull really make such a sound?

In the Great Seal of the Ghost King, Erlang Zhenjun had already spoken: "It's just a cultivator who can step into the realm of the earth, through this side of the world, blocking everyone's cultivation, leaving only his own cultivation, and then using this skull to pretend to be a god and make ghosts, the real him may be among you." ”

Erlang Zhenjun's words made Zhang Zhang vigilant all of a sudden, and he subconsciously paid attention to the surroundings, but for a while, the house was also a little hazy, because the people around seemed to be suspicious, and it seemed that everyone was not suspicious.

In the temple, the people in charge of the four islands were all in a hurry and in a hurry

said, "God forgives sins!"

It was at this moment that the skull suddenly opened its mouth, and immediately after, a flame erupted towards the tension.

The tension was in a hurry, and he was about to retreat, but Erlang Zhenjun said: "What about you, stand up!"

Zhang Zhang subconsciously stood up, and then, the next moment, the flame had reached Zhang Li's snort.

However, when it was about to burn to the tension, the flame retreated.

"I've heard that there's a great guy in the West Island, you should be that tension, right?" said the skull.

Zhang Zhang nodded heavily: "Exactly." ”

The skull suddenly laughed: "You still have some strength, if this deathmatch conference can survive to the end, this god lord will give you a big gift, a big gift that you can't imagine!"

Zhang Li frowned, always feeling that this god seemed to mean something.