"Gladiatorial fight, begin!"

As the cheers of the soul clan ebbed, the female cultivator of the demon soul clan shouted in a high-pitched voice, and then with a wave of her hand, she quickly flew out of the gladiatorial arena. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The brutal cannibalism began again, Luan Tian's eyes widened, staring at the situation in the gladiatorial arena, even if he was extremely reluctant at this time, he had to go carefully and stare at it.

Previously, Luan Tian had discussed with Shi Zhu to rescue as many of the living as possible, but according to Shi Zhu's estimate, there would be only twenty or thirty people at most.

Luan Tian and Shi Zhu's plan is that Shi Zhu will find a way to bring them together, and they will try their best to persist until the end.

Because if you fall too early in the middle of the process, you will be thrown out of the gladiatorial arena after the soul clan has extracted the soul, and if there are too many living people thrown out, the situation will fall into passivity.

Of course, many people who were sacrificed in the past were no longer able to do so, or were unwilling to venture out at this time, and these all needed to be sorted out one by one in the process of gladiatorial fighting.

Luan Tian looked at it with anger in his eyes, and looked at it with angry eyes, the hand-to-hand combat without cultivation was staged again, even if he was cruel this time, he had to not let go of every detail, and watch it.

Among these soul slaves, Shi Zhu's current physique is the best, and in the past dozens of days, he has not been extracted from his soul again.

In addition, his physique is already very good, and with the help of the pill given by Luan Tian, his combat effectiveness is naturally among the best.

But he didn't choose to rush into the crowd, and while he was wrestling with several soul slaves, he retreated to the fence, his body back against the fence.

The besiegers in front of Shi Zhu were constantly changing, and some of them gradually stood with him, and it was not uncommon for them to form temporary alliances in gladiatorial battles.

The Soul Clan spectators in the stands were in an extreme state of excitement at this time, and no one cared about such trivial matters as forming an alliance or not.

Soon, more than a dozen people gradually gathered around Shizhu, and it could be seen that these were all people who had made up their minds to escape.

The gladiatorial arena gradually became bloodstained, gradually blood flowed into a river, gradually severed limbs fell, and gradually flesh and blood blurred...

The scene of the gladiatorial fight was very tragic, but the time was not long, Luan Tian guessed that the soul clan deliberately set a time limit, the purpose was to increase the intensity of the gladiatorial fight.

Gradually, more and more people fell, but in the end, only ten people could stand on the field, so among the people gathered by Shizhu, there must always be someone who will fall.

On Shi Zhu's side, people began to fall one after another, and Luan Tian was not sure if they would be able to stand up after the gladiatorial fight was over.

At this time, there were only more than 200 people left on the field, and the number of people gathered around Shi Zhu had increased, but there were also many who fell.

The hand-to-hand combat on the field reached a fever pitch, and the cheers, shouts, and coaxies in the stands also reached their peak.

"Okay, kill him"

"Well hit, Ulla"

"Fight hard, fight to death, haha~"

"Useless thing, hurry up!!"

The number of people is decreasing rapidly: 150 people, 100 people, 80 people, 60 people, 50 people...

When the number of people was reduced to twenty, the dozen or so soul clan monks who had cleaned up the gladiatorial arena flew into the gladiatorial arena again.

They raised their feet to crush the severed limbs on the ground into flesh foam, and then waved their hands to summon a shower of rain that washed away the blood from the ground.

Blood flowed from under the lying soul slaves, and then carried the blood out of their bodies, and some of them, awake from the momentary light, raised their heads blankly, and then fell down again.

Those soul clan cultivators were extremely skillful, and as soon as they raised their hands and patted them, they twitched a wisp of divine soul from the body of the lying soul slave, and put away the divine soul casually.

Then, with a gentle toss, he threw the soul slave out of the field, as if he were throwing a dead dog.

At this time, there were only thirty people left on the field, and nearly half of them were soul slaves gathered together with Shi Zhu, and Shi Zhu was fighting, and his body made a slight movement.

Immediately, several more soul slaves fell beside him, and more than a dozen soul clan monks clasped their hands and watched them fight with interest, with a contemptuous smile on their faces.

Thirty ... Twenty ・・ Fifteen ...

At the moment when there were only ten people left, more than a dozen soul clan monks pounced at the same time, they extracted the divine soul like lightning, and threw out the fallen soul slave, a series of movements, clean and neat.

Of the remaining ten soul slaves, several of them had collapsed to the ground weakly, but Shi Zhu was always standing, and at this time, the female cultivator of the Enchanting Soul Clan floated to the center of the gladiatorial arena again.

"Next...

As she spoke, with a wave of her jade arm, a hundred Soul Solid Pills bounced straight and accurately towards the stands.

The direction in which the one hundred Soul Solid Pills floated away, impartially, was exactly the direction of the ten soul slave masters who had won, and one of them flew towards Yingluo.

There was a cacophony of cheers, clapping, stamping feet...

However, at this time, Yingluo had completely lost her mind, and went to pick up a mere Soul Solid Pill, she had more Soul Solid Pills, and she was about to spill them.

After the noise subsided, Kui Wangu on the tall stone chair had already flown silently, he floated in the middle of the square, and after a quick glance of his divine sense, he said indifferently:

"Scatter!"

The moment the loose words were spoken, Kui Wangu waved his hand, and the huge light curtain was withdrawn, and Luan Tian and the others immediately felt that their cultivation was restored in an instant.

Don't move now, but when! Shocking changes, instantaneous.

Just when Kui Wangu lowered his hand and just wanted to turn around, suddenly, he felt a trace of abnormality, and when he suddenly looked up, he saw countless soul solidifying pills, which had suddenly fallen from the sky.

These soul-fixing pills were Luan Tian, Ghost Ji, Mei Ji, Yingcui, Yan Hong, and Yingluo, and they suddenly sprinkled into the sky above the square in an instant just now.

For example, many Soul Solid Pills suddenly appeared, and then fell quickly, and the shocking changes suddenly appeared, and in an instant, it was as if it was raining Soul Solid Pills.

Suddenly, a strong and extremely unpleasant smell permeated the entire square, and this unpleasant smell of soul slaves was a great temptation for the soul clan.

Kui Wangu was slightly stunned, and immediately reflected, but his reaction was to wave the sleeves of his robe and put these soul fixing pills into his storage bag.

Kui Qiangu in the stands looked more closely, and his eyes also shot a greedy light, but his reaction was different from Kui Wangu, he raised his hand, but he wanted to summon the light curtain again.

Luan Tian was willing to let him succeed, his mind flashed quickly, and the soul seed immediately took effect, and the figures of Kui Wan Gu, Kui Thousand Gu, Kui Bai Gu, and Kui Ten Gu suddenly stopped for nearly a breath at the same time.

At the same time, on their faces, there was the same, somewhat frightened look.