At that time, the reverse dragon was covered with blood, and its power was not weaker than the forbidden spell-level law attack.

Tan Lao was shocked, he didn't expect that the person in front of him would master the power of Shura, and he didn't expect him to be able to exert the power of Shura to such an extent. Although at first glance, this trick has a bit of opportunistic connotation, but if you think about it, how can it be easy to do this step?

At least ask yourself, can you do it? The answer is no. The power of Shura that he applied was furious and strengthened, and it was impossible to stack and integrate into the moves.

didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly pulled out his scimitar and slashed it directly.

After all, the speed of this Shura Reverse Dragon Slash is extremely fast, coupled with such a might, if he is really hit by it, he will definitely have no chance of survival. There is no way to dodge again, the only thing you can do is to fight to the death, and block this blow with the body strengthened by the power of Shura.

Boom, a huge bang, resounded through the nine skies, and the second plate of the entire Colosseum shook violently.

Tan Lao was shocked, and two big words came out of his heart, which was not good. But before he could retreat, he saw a huge dragon body rushing in his direction, extremely fast, and already approaching him.

The pupils instantly became panicked, and the mocking smile at first was still gone, replaced by a look of despair. He could vaguely feel that he would lose this battle, and perhaps his life would end here.

Unlike those Shura around him, he attaches much importance to life and death.

After all, most of the Shura who entered the Colosseum trial were born poor and were humiliated, so they wanted to become dead soldiers. For them, there is nothing more difficult than living, even if it is death, it can be regarded as a relief.

But Tan Lao is different, he has been in this Colosseum for 10,000 years, and most of his time is spent in this second level of retreat.

For him, life is as simple as being born, and living. Becoming a Shura Dead Warrior, that was his dream back then, but then he had long been submerged in the long river of time, and what was fighting on the battlefield and making a name for himself was nothing compared to or.

And after such a long retreat, it was not that he did not have the opportunity to enter the third layer, but he gave up those opportunities because he felt that it was unnecessary.

It is said that the third layer of spiritual energy is abundant and more suitable for cultivation, but how can he not know that there are more strong people gathered there. Not to mention that there is a possibility of dying anytime and anywhere, at least it is cut off everywhere, where is there a third layer to live in style?

This appearance was only because of Wei Jiu, he didn't want Shura grass to fall into the hands of an outsider, so he came forward to fight.

Another very key reason is that although he feels that Wei Jiu is good, he doesn't feel that he can pose a threat to himself. After all, it was the difference between the forbidden spell level and the domain level, and at the moment of the shot, he felt that he could casually pinch Wei Jiu, an ant, to death.

It's just that who would have thought that it was he who was pinched to death in the end?

"No... Don't kill me... Don't kill me..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and in the depths of Tan Lao's eyes full of pleading, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then rapidly dilated. He could feel that the reverse dragon had already penetrated his dantian, and the breath of life was rapidly draining and dissipating along with his cultivation.

He lost this battle, and the price of defeat was often much more cruel than he imagined.

The moment his body fell, all his consciousness activities stopped, and this second-layer king finally fell under Wei Jiu's sword. Those things he loved, what he coveted, what he feared, and what he hated, now went farther and farther away with the pace of death.

After Tan Lao died in battle, Wei Jiu's gaze swept sideways, glanced at the Shura around him, and did not linger longer.

As he walked towards the stone gate, it was less than three minutes before five o'clock in the evening, and he knew that no one of the Shura would dare to stop his way. Even, in the bottom of those Shura's hearts, they still wished that he would leave quickly, after all, such a killing god, if they stayed, they would not have a good life.

The moment the stone door opened, Wei Jiu finally stopped hesitating and walked in directly.

......

The third section of the Colosseum, which is much harsher than the previous two areas.

The whole area, the color of blood, looks a little panicked. In the air, there is neither sunlight nor cold wind, and the first impression is quiet, deathly quiet, empty and empty.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Wei Jiu's eyes, and this third-layer model seemed to be more suitable for him.

It has been recorded in the classics of the Chaos Realm that the third layer, in fact, is very simple, that is, to take the Shura grass obtained by the second layer as your own. But the only difference is that this third layer is much more brutal, and a battle to the death will break out almost anytime and anywhere.

From the second layer to the third layer, Shura will be directly involved in a fight, even Wei Jiu is no exception.

The Shura grass in his hand is a fortune, in fact, the Shura grass alone cannot be taken. In other words, one Shura Grass will not play a big role, and only by collecting ten Shura Grass at the same time can you truly absorb the powerful Shura power.

According to the idealistic state, every ten days, one person will gather to build the road, so as to achieve a great increase in the power of road construction.

But in fact, it is not so easy, to be able to reach the third layer, there is no idle person, and it is not easy to snatch the Shura grass. Moreover, Shura itself is rarely afraid of death, and most of the time, they would rather burn it with Shura than take it from the other party.

The only thing to be thankful for is that in this space, although the territory is vast, it is basically impossible to avoid fighting.

As long as you have Shura Grass in you, the rest of the people will be able to perceive your presence and know the amount of Shura Grass you have. Unless you don't bring a single Shura Grass, there will always be people who will come to snatch it, and the more there are, the more people will snatch it.

Generally speaking, when the number of Shura grass collected reaches nine, it will basically be attacked by a group of Shura.

Although Wei Jiu is not a Shura, he is also a person who challenges the Colosseum, and the rules he encounters are the same. He can perceive the number of Shura around him, and in the same way, he can clearly know the amount of Shura grass, and this is much smoother for him.

The passage from the third floor to the fourth floor opens every Friday at 12 o'clock at noon, and by then, there are still three days to go.

For three days, Wei Jiu was not in a hurry, he could take his time and slowly cultivate the power of Shura.

After all, Shura Grass, it is not only possible to absorb one, as long as you collect ten pieces, you can absorb it, and so on. Even if the power absorbed later will become weaker and weaker, in general, it can be regarded as a way to nourish the power of Shura, depending on how much he can collect.