"I thought I could see the classic plot of killing my sister and preaching, but I never expected that my pants would be taken off, and people would stop doing it."

"Upstairs, why are you taking off your pants to kill your sister, pervert!"

"Uncle is going to wake up this beast and let him let go of that girl, you little brat, you know a fart!"

"Garbage guy!"

"Report the address, the killing intent has been decided!"

......

Shang Biao casually looked at the chat history of the projection, and found that they were all messages of vindictiveness, and shifted his attention to the watch.

Now that the time has reached eleven fifty-nine, I don't know if I will be selected to participate in the fight to the death.

When the three hands overlap, the cinema prompt sounds at the same time.

"You have been chosen as a Colosseum gladiator, and your opponent is the favored one of the alien beasts 'Jingwei', please be prepared to start teleporting in ten seconds."

Summoning the ghost boy, holding the talisman in his hand, since he can't escape, he can only kill a bloody way.

After the familiar vertigo, Shang Biao stood on a high platform covering an area of about three or four hundred square meters and made of bluestone. Opposite him, a hundred meters away, a slightly green young man looked at him helplessly.

"The fight show starts in a minute, so ask the actors to prepare. 60、59、58...”

When the countdown reached ten seconds, the talisman in Shang Biao's hand had already been thrown, and he was chanting a spell in his mouth, waving his magic sword, pinching the sword fingers in his hand, and changing his steps.

At the moment when the timer ended, the nine regiments of true fire, which were several times larger than usual, were picked up by the peachwood sword.

The Xuanyin Ghost Boy floated beside him, ready to turn into a soul shield for Shang Biao to resist damage. After the real fire, Shang Biao took out a talisman again.

Yellow rune paper, ink runes, and a familiar yin rune were pinched between his fingers.

However, Shang Biao did not release the mantra, because the actor on the opposite side who was favored by Jingwei was actually injured by his true fire talisman.

Rolling on the ground in embarrassment to extinguish the burning clothes, the man did not take the initiative to attack, but watched him.

Is it a newbie like yourself? Shang Biao guessed in his heart, and continued to throw out a few balls of true fire talismans to test it.

To say that the person on the other side is Voldemort's old yinbi, pretending to be a novice to lower his vigilance, it is not impossible.

Shang Biao was a little hesitant in his heart, he didn't know how many battles he would encounter in this film world, and he still had reserves for the yin charm.

But the power of yin and evil in his body has accumulated more than half, and there is a period of weakness after the release of yin, if he doesn't meet an actor who is too difficult to deal with, he is really reluctant to use yin talismans again.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and after a few breaths, he made a decision.

The True Fire Talisman was activated, the Black Order Flag, and the Soul Suppression Bell appeared in Shang Biao's hand, and after the actor opposite him dodged the True Fire again, a weapon also appeared in his hand, making Shang Biao's pupils shrink violently.

Gun! By the time Shang Biao reacted, the bullet had already been discharged.

"Bang" "Uh~"

A little fire flashed from the muzzle of the revolver in the opponent's hand, and Qi Qi's figure took the initiative to appear in front of Shang Biao.

The gunfire and the beast's roar rang out almost simultaneously, and a yellow bullet hovered in front of Shang Biao.

The Black Order Banner instantly poured out a thick mist to hide his figure, and Shang Biao carefully changed his position. Fortunately, he had a newfound talent, otherwise he would have been seriously injured if he didn't die.

There are indeed firearms for sale in Prop City, with prices ranging from one thousand to ten thousand, but not many people buy them.

The reason is simple: the gun is not expensive, but the lowest price of seven bullets in a magazine is 700 yuan.

Shang Biao's talisman is already a big gold eater, but compared to the consumption of bullets, it is simply a small thing, which also makes him subconsciously ignore that someone would use guns and ammunition so luxuriously.

The Yin Talisman was taken out again, Shang Biao did not immediately chant the spell and cast the spell, the necessary protective means still had to be arranged, and he would not make the mistake just now.

After receiving a sufficient supply of mana, the black order banner occupied most of the Colosseum in a moment.

Two more gunshots rang out, and the bullets struck the light curtain of the Colosseum, causing a little ripple and falling.

This is another point where guns are not welcome, as long as the opponent is on guard, there are many ways to refrain from dodging.

Seeing that the black mist was getting more and more, the favored person of Jingwei hesitated for a moment, and an oval metal ball appeared in his hand.

Before he could pull out the tab, a strange bell rang.

"Jingle bell, ding~"

The former is the sound of a bell, the latter is the sound of a grenade falling, and the favored person of Jingwei was affected by the soul bell, and his originally agile eyes became dull, and he didn't even react to the drop of the crucial hole card.

The ghost boy sprang out of the yin mist, and under the attachment of the yin qi, ordinary people could also see its appearance.

With the cooperation of Shang Biao's Soul Suppression Bell, the ghost boy drilled into the Heavenly Spirit position of the Jingwei favored with a trace of Yin Qi and his tail.

After the ghost boy entered the body, the man's right hand holding the revolver slowly lifted up and pointed to his head. The trigger was pressed down by his fingers little by little, and the expression on his face was also distorted, and under the threat of death, he tried his best to fight with the ghost boy for control of his body.

In the battle of the different body, the ghost boy alone really couldn't manipulate him to commit suicide, so the soul bell rang more and more rapidly, and the yin fog was manipulated by Shang Biao, and it kept surging all over the Colosseum.

"Bang"

As the gunshots rang out again, the battle came to an end.

"Congratulations on defeating Jingwei's favorite, the reward is one thousand, and the chance of inheriting the opponent's alien beast talent will be increased to forty percent."

When the announcement of the theater sounded, Shang Biao was already half-kneeling on the ground, sweat dripping non-stop.

This time it was different from yesterday's spell casting, there was no sharing of the formation, and it was still too reluctant for him to manipulate two magic weapons at the same time, who had only ten years of cultivation.

If he hadn't seen the other party take out a threatening killing weapon like a grenade, he wouldn't have stopped chanting the spell and risked manipulating the two magic weapons.

Fortunately, that person had no means of resistance, his soul was weak, and his mind was not strong, which made the soul bell take effect.

It is estimated that even if he is not a newcomer, he has not experienced a few films.

"Ten minutes later, you'll be teleported back to where you were!"

The theater really doesn't give people a loophole, Shang Biao just sat down cross-legged and was about to recover his mana, but he received an indifferent eviction order.

Reluctantly, he got up and walked towards the hapless actor.

The grenades, the revolver, were all put away by Shang Biao.

But there is no treasure chest, probably some kind of rules of the Colosseum.

Choosing to inherit the talent, a flower-headed, white-mouthed, red-footed and clawed Jingwei Bird Phantom occupies the back of his blank left hand, juxtaposed with Qi Qi on the left and right.

"Jingwei's Revenge: When attacking, there is a 20% chance of summoning Jingwei's Phantom, which will cause fatal damage to the alien beasts that live in the water and the alien beasts favor them."

"You've killed three actors, and you've gained the second talent of the Beast Poor.

Malicious Peeping: Poor Qi has the instinct to know about the world's battles, and with this talent, you will be able to peek into some of the opponent's information. ”