The spiral staircase passage to the bilge was a little dark and dreary, and Su Fan's ears could only hear the sound of shoes rubbing against the iron sheet.

Su Fan and the others walked all the way down the spiral staircase for more than a minute, and when they completely touched the ground of the basement, their vision finally broadened.

Su Fan took a look and found that the structure of the entire bilge was very peculiar, with a metal circular platform with a radius of nearly 100 meters and a height of twenty or thirty meters erected in the center of the wide bilge, and the entire bilge presented the shape of a cylinder with the platform as the center.

Su Fan subconsciously glanced upwards and found that the top of the bilge was blocked by a piece of transparent glass, this glass material must be unusual, because he saw that there were many monks with powerful breath stepping on the glass at this time, and some were talking and laughing and pointing in the direction of the bilge.

"Hey, don't get in the way of the two people in front of you, okay? You guys are blocking the way, and the others can't go?" At this time, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded behind Su Fan.

As soon as Su Fan turned around, he found that there was another group of monks coming down from behind him, these people looked obviously all together, and the one who walked in front and yelled at him was a big fat man with a face full of meat.

"Dali, I've told you hundreds of times, speak slowly and politely, why don't you always listen?" At this moment, a lazy voice came out of the group, and a young man wearing a blue scholar's robe and holding a folding fan in his hand stepped forward with a smile.

Seeing this young man, Su Fan's eyes couldn't help shrinking, the small map couldn't show the level of the young man!

Su Fan hurriedly pulled Su You to the side vigilantly, stared at the young man vigilantly, and said in a deep voice, "You can go over." ”

"Thank you, brother!" the young man bowed his hand, a subtle glint flashing in his eyes.

Then the young man took a folding fan in his hand and patted it on the head of Dali: "Seeing that there is no Dali, treating people with courtesy like me, people will sell us face, don't think about solving problems with barbaric methods all day long, understand?"

"Yes, Boss!" said with a strong neck, a little fearful.

"Shut up, what's the boss, you want to call the child, why can't you learn it after I teach it repeatedly for a long time?" the young man said angrily, and slapped the folding fan in his hand again.

"Yes, yes, Childe, Childe!" nodded vigorously and hurriedly, for fear of being beaten again.

"That's right, come with me!" the young man nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, Childe!" all the monks who followed him replied.

"Brother Tai, I think you and I may have a fate, you can come and talk to me when you have time. When passing by Su Fan's side, the young man smiled politely at Su Fan and said in a kind tone.

But after the words were spoken, the young man found that Su Fan did not answer him, and still stared at him with guarded eyes, which made him a little speechless.

"Boy, I'm ...... My son-in-law admires you, why are you so faceless!" The fat man named Dali saw that Su Fan was silent, and immediately said angrily.

"Vigorously, shut up!" the young man reproached, "Maybe it's just that this brother Tai is a little withdrawn and not good at expressing himself." If you are so rude, don't blame me for asking for a monk!"

"It's Childe...... Knowing your mistakes ...... Please forgive your sins. When he heard the words "Please become a monk", he was immediately frightened into a cold sweat, and hurriedly bowed his head and begged for mercy.

"Brother, let you smile, farewell!" the young man smiled apologetically at Su Fan and left.

Seeing this group of monks leaving, Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

"Fan'er, that person just now is not simple!" Su You, who had rarely spoken at this time, said coldly.

"Oh, father, when did you have such an eye?"

Su Fan was slightly stunned, Su You gave him the feeling that he had always been a good old man who had no ability and was very ordinary.

"Fan'er, although I can't see through that person's strength, I can judge from the words and deeds of him and his subordinates that his appearance is definitely disguised. You have to be careful, this person is not a good person!" Su You shook his head and said earnestly.

Just as the two of them were talking, Su Fan felt the bilge vibrate slightly, and his whole body seemed to lose balance for a moment.

At this moment, the huge glass above suddenly shone brightly, and a figure slowly descended from the light.

When the man stood on the circular platform, the huge glass returned to its previous form.

"Haha! Welcome to all guests to take the No. 6 Heavenly Soul Boat of the Divine Treasure Pavilion this time, I am the person in charge of the Divine Treasure Pavilion to preside over the ring battle this time, my surname is Shen, you can call me Deacon Shen!" the man looked around and said loudly with a smile on his face.

"Roar!"

Hundreds of bronze status monks around the round platform shouted one after another, and countless terrifying murderous aura spread throughout the space.

Feeling the killing intent emanating from the surrounding monks, Su Fan and Su You glanced at each other at the same time, and the two felt that something seemed to be wrong.

"Father, the guards at the gate of that camp must have deliberately omitted some news and didn't tell us!" Su Fanxing said with a blank tone.

"Fan'er, why don't we go back to the camp!" Su You said worriedly.

"It seems that it is too late, there was a brief vibration in the bilge just now, and the soul boat may have taken off! Su Fan said calmly.

Observing the increasingly frantic posture of the monks around him, Su Fan suddenly found that most of the people present seemed to have one thing in common, that is, they were full of terrifying blood-colored qi.

These people are cruel and murderous people!

At this moment, Deacon Shen on the high platform laughed: "Well, everyone is very combative! Then I won't talk nonsense, the bronze medal monks who participated in the bloody battle this time are just four hundred! After a while, everyone will hand over their identity cards to me, and I will draw lots to select opponents for you." ”

"There are only two rules, first, all four hundred people are divided into one hundred groups, and each group of four people fights in pairs, and each group needs to fight until the last one survives to win!

After saying the rules, Deacon Shen smiled and shouted with a hideous face: "Let's start this bloody feast!"

"Roar!"

In an instant, countless vicious monks roared with excitement on their faces, and the surging murderous aura was detonated to the limit at this moment!

"Now, please give me your identification cards!" said Deacon Shen.

As soon as the words fell, dozens of monks who had been impatient quickly climbed the high platform and took out the identity cards in their hands, for fear of slowing down the queen mother.

"Fan'er, I'm sorry, it was my father who hurt you!"

Su You's eyes flashed with fear and remorse.

He thought that he would be able to sit back and relax when he boarded the soul boat, but he didn't expect that his son would face such a terrifying test of life and death with him, he knew that it would be like this, and he would rather walk with Su Fan in the Rainbow Mountain Range for a few more months.

"Father don't blame himself, I trust that the gods will protect his most faithful servant, and we will be all right!"

Su Fan comforted Su You, since the matter could not be reversed, he could only pin his hopes on the gods he believed in.