"Death! Let's stop here! The old man advises you, don't try to go through the three levels, you will die. ”

Gan Lao stood up straight and persuaded.

"Challenge! Challenge! Challenge······

Without waiting for the god of death to speak, the warriors below all shouted wildly. The Grim Reaper is about to pass the third level, who doesn't want to watch it? Gan Lao's words make everyone dislike it.

"Li Mu! Listen to Gan Lao's advice, don't think about passing the three levels. Chu Xiaoxiang's hands turned white, and he spoke secretly in his heart.

"Is it really so scary to pass three levels?"

The Grim Reaper looked at Gan Lao, who also hesitated, and then became firm. It's not that he wants to be capable, but he must get the spirit stone and improve his strength as soon as possible in order to deal with the pursuit of the Yin soldiers.

In the past two days, the Hou Ye Mansion was heavily guarded, and the Yin soldiers had no chance to approach, but they could not stay in the Hou Ye Mansion for a lifetime. Since the Yin soldiers can chase after the Hou Ye's Mansion, they will definitely be able to chase other places. Although Sibai can take him to escape for a while, he can't escape for a lifetime.

Moreover, Li Chuang and others were also under the surveillance of the Yin soldiers, and those of them did not have the ability to escape under the Yin soldiers.

After getting along for a short period of time, he and Li Chuang, Fang-faced Di Qiang and others also had some feelings, and naturally they didn't want to see those people die at the hands of Yin Bing.

The best way now is to improve your strength as soon as possible, and then kill the Yin soldiers.

Thinking of this, the Grim Reaper's eyes became even more determined.

As if he understood the meaning in the eyes of the god of death, Gan Lao frowned, then waved his hand and said loudly: "Everyone be quiet, whether you accept the three levels or not is the matter of the god of death himself." Let the old man talk a lot, briefly introduce the three levels, if the god of death still insists on passing the three levels, the old man will naturally not stop him. ”

"But what the old man wants to say is that it is difficult to pass the three levels, and if the god of death does not listen to persuasion, he will definitely die. ”

Hearing Gan Lao's words, everyone fell silent.

Gan Lao nodded, and then said: "The so-called passing the three levels is to face three combat-type spirit beasts respectively when eighty people are killed, ninety people are killed, and one hundred people are killed. When you fight with spirit beasts, you don't have to buy your life, and if you die, you will die. ”

"As for the strength of the three combat-type spirit beasts, the old man is here to talk about it. ”

"According to the strength of the god of death, the strength of the first spirit beast is probably equivalent to that of a fourth-level martial artist of human strength, and it is a spirit beast that has just advanced to the second-order intermediate level. In other words, you have to cross the level and fight with spirit beasts. ”

"The strength of the second spirit beast is equivalent to the fifth layer of the human martial artist's strength. Need to fight two levels over. ”

"The strength of the last spirit beast is the most ferocious second-order intermediate top-level spirit beast, and it is one step away from breaking through the second-order high-level, because it is a combat-type spirit beast, how strong its strength is, you can imagine for yourself. ”

At this point, Gan Lao paused slightly.

"This ······ Is this all about passing the three levels?"

"It's terrifying, no wonder no one has ever been able to get a hundred beheadings. ”

"The rumors are true, no one can pass the three levels. ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, the combat-type spirit beast, in terms of combat power, is inherently stronger than human warriors, and in the case of the same level, there is a chance that human beings are not opponents.

The most terrifying thing is that when the god of death wants to kill a hundred people, he will face the most ferocious second-order intermediate top battle spirit beast.

The combat power of this spirit beast can already fight with the martial artists of the eighth layer of Huajin, if it is the most ferocious battle spirit beast, its strength is basically on par with the martial artists of the ninth layer of Huajin.

In this way, the god of death will only turn into three layers, and he will be separated from the martial artist of the ninth layer of strength, and there will be six small realms in between. As Gan Lao said, there is no chance of winning in this situation.

In other words, if it was a sixth-level martial artist who challenged a hundred people to slash, wouldn't it be a fight with a third-order spirit beast?

After thinking about it slightly, everyone was silent, and the hundred people were indeed just a gimmick. No one in heaven and earth can get a hundred beheadings.

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Gan Lao Yan said: "I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes when I tell the truth, our fighting arena has been open for many years, and our wealth is amazing, and only ten spirit stones can naturally be handled, but spirit stones are easy to obtain, and geniuses are hard to find." ”

"Even if the god of death gets ninety people beheaded, what's the point of taking two more spirit stones? It's better to stop there, and leave the green mountains without fear of no firewood, and young people still cherish life. ”

Gan Lao said such a paragraph, which did not match his identity, he was a referee in the fighting arena, and he had seen too many lives and deaths every day. Isn't it ridiculous to make people cherish life?

But everyone can understand that Gan Lao does not fancy the lives of ordinary people, but can't bear to be a genius like Death.

Gan Lao's gaze finally fell on the Grim Reaper mask, and asked with a smile, "Grim Reaper, do you still want to continue to challenge?"

"Fight!"

The Grim Reaper nodded, his hoarse voice, but it was as sonorous as iron and loud.

Its deep eyes are full of light, calm and full of perseverance, as if they can accommodate the heavenly world.

The bloated body stood straight, like a giant peak standing upright between heaven and earth, standing tall and supporting, supporting the skeleton of heaven and earth.

Infinite battle intent erupted, like wolf smoke, straight into the sky.

"You ·····"

Gan Lao glared, stomped his feet angrily, and said so much about his feelings, it was all nonsense. The Grim Reaper didn't listen.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Battle ······"

The people in the fighting arena went crazy, all infected by the momentum of death, and one by one roared with red eyes. The sound is endless, shaking the sky.

"This ·····" Chu Xiaoxiang's face was blank, and her mood was complicated, both admiration and worry.

Looking at the calm eyes of the god of death, Gan Lao was silent, this young man had an invincible will in his heart. Be confident and invincible, and crush all enemies in the world. A martial artist with such a mind can be said to be one in ten thousand.

Even if he lived a long time, he had never seen a second young man like this.

For a long time, Gan Lao spoke. "The challenge continues, there are 80 challengers to be killed!"

"Whew~~~"

Only a roar that shook the heavens and the earth could be heard, and a swarthy Nine Nether Tiger roared from the passage.

From a distance, the hairs stand upside down, like steel needles, just like iron wires. Under the sunlight, it shines like a luxurious satin.

The Nine Nether Tigers are huge, seven or eight meters long, with the thickness of a grinding disc at the waist, and their palms are like basins. Each claw is like a steel hook, radiating a metallic sheen.

Boom Boom!!

The fierce tiger shook, and its muscles trembled regularly as it ran.

As soon as it reached the arena, its scarlet eyes locked onto its only foe.

Call~~~

At a distance of more than ten meters, the sturdy body jumped up. Flew and swooped down, bringing gusts of hurricanes.

Its front paws poked out and grabbed at the head of the Grim Reaper, its sharp claws, as if it could tear apart this little Terran warrior in the next moment.

"Oh my God! Death, beware!"

At this moment, many people's hearts are in their throats.