Chapter 280: Game of Death!

"What's in the second floor?"

Leng Ling walked down the road, and as soon as he reached the second floor, he felt a scorching breath coming to his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"This is the Fire Sea Hell!"

The warden's voice rang out again.

"An upgrade to the first tier?" Leng Ling said.

"Huh? Upgraded? It's rare to hear this word anymore. The warden's voice said.

"Hear that?" Leng Ling's heart moved.

"Don't talk about it, go back to the front, the jailers have arrived!" The warden said.

"That's it? It's fast! Leng Ling's face changed slightly.

He hadn't come in early, but the jailer's token had been sent out by the warden not long ago.

If there are six jailer tokens, could it be that the tokens of the Long family, the Wang family and several others have already been recovered? Or, was they brought it too?

"All those with Jailer tokens are here! However, there are a lot of people coming, and it seems that there are games to play again. ā€

The warden's playful voice continued.

"Games? What the hell does this guy mean? Leng Ling's heart trembled. He returned along the road, and here he could take his time and look at it later, and he was not in a hurry for a while.

As soon as he reached the first layer of the Earth Fire Demon Hell, Leng Ling heard the noise of human voices.

"This is the Nine Heavens Demon Prison? Nothing special, huh? ā€

"yes, it sounds scary, but it's actually similar to the prison of the government, this can't be a torture room, right?"

"However, the torture tools here can't even be held, it doesn't seem to be ordinary!"

"The formation outside is quite scary, I didn't expect that after walking in, I didn't feel anything powerful in this Nine Heavens Demon Prison?"

......

Leng Ling didn't come out, but his divine sense swept everyone over. There are nine Yang God Martial Artists here, and the strength of the others is not evenly distributed, some are high and some are low. The high level of the Void Realm is the existence of level 40 or above. The low ones are also about thirty levels, which is equivalent to the realm of initiation.

These people are distributed according to clothing, and they should come from eight or nine forces, each of which is different. There are four or five people in the large number, and only one person in the small number. Thinking that in the process of coming in, they should have suffered a lot of losses.

But in fact, it is all good luck to be able to get here. Just like Wu Tian and them, they escaped the assassination of Peng Snake, but they were driven crazy by the chain bridge. There are also people who are unlucky and encounter a friend snake comparable to the realm of the Demon Saint, and the whole army is wiped out.

"1,2,3...... there are a total of forty-nine people, and the difference in strength is not small. Ahem, welcome to the Nine Heavens Demon Hell! As the warden, I would like to say that I am really happy to have you here! The warden's playful voice sounded again.

"Who? Get out! ā€

A young man suddenly drew his sword and looked around.

"Get out? Well, I don't really like low-quality jailers. So ......"

As soon as the words fell, the man had an awl as thick as a finger on his neck, and his wide eyes vaguely felt like he was dead.

"This guy is not a soft-hearted person. Perhaps, it's just boring that you talk to me so much, right? Leng Ling laughed at himself slightly.

Suddenly, the surrounding environment changed dramatically.

It was supposed to be in that place that resembled the lobby of a torture chamber, but now it appeared in a vast grassland.

"What kind of person, dare to pretend to be a ghost and come out of this seat!"

A middle-aged man shouted, and a sword fell, and the sword was full of a hundred feet, and it was slashed on the ground. On the ground, a crack four or five hundred meters long appeared, and it was bottomless.

However, the rift was restored at a rapid pace.

"This is the first time and the last time! If you can't have a good time, I'll play with you for 10,000 years. Alright, it's the warden's turn to play the game with everyone! The warden's voice rang out again.

"Have fun?" Leng Ling suddenly felt the urge to squirt blood. It seems that his youngest son also likes to say this for a while. Well, the youngest son of the previous life!

Perhaps it was this strange ability that frightened everyone, and no one dared to speak anymore, waiting for the mysterious warden to speak.

"Now, the warden announces the rules of the game! Well, I'll take a look. Now there are only forty-eight people, and the number is even numbered, so it seems that there is no need for more dead. Well, the rule of the first round of the game is that only twenty-four people can be left! Guys, let's do it! ā€

The warden said with a grin.

"What do you mean?" An old man asked. This person is the strength of the ninth layer of the Yang God!

"Competing for a place to live, don't you understand? Well, you're pretty old, so I guess it's useless. Since no one starts, let the warden come! ā€

When the warden's words fell, the old man's heart tightened, and he stepped back at a very fast speed, and in one breath he had already retreated hundreds of meters. It's just that a thin needle as thin as a cow's hair, but more than a foot long, inexplicably appeared in his chest and inserted into his heart.

"Poof!"

Yang God Realm martial artist, just like that!

Everyone, with endless fear in their eyes!

What kind of means is this?

In front of this mysterious prison warden, didn't the Yang God Martial Artist even have half the ability to resist? Isn't that thin needle something you see in the torture chamber? And the awl around the neck of the man who died in front......

"Is this guy invincible here?" Leng Ling's heart was shocked, he finally understood why he always felt his heart tremble inexplicably when facing this prison warden.

This guy actually killed someone just because someone questioned him?

"The rule of this round is that there are only twenty-four people alive! Half a pillar of incense time, please make a choice, otherwise there will be a punishment! The warden's voice rang out again.

"The existence of the Yang God Realm, plus me, is a total of ten people, but now one has died, and there are nine left. But there were only six jailers. If you want to live, you have to die three people. Well, forty-eight people can only survive twenty-four, and if there are rules in this, that is, if one person can be killed, there should be no so-called punishment! But obviously, there should be no rule to say, maybe twenty-four people is just the maximum number, and if you reduce it some, you won't be punished! So, what will be the punishment? Leng Ling secretly liquidated in his heart.

No one dared to move, but everyone's eyes were vigilantly looking around.

"He, who is he? How is it here? Could he be the warden? ā€

Suddenly, someone pointed at Leng Ling.

Leng Ling was more than ten zhang away from them, and in the Nine Heavens Demon Prison, it was not very conspicuous, but there was no obstacle here that could cover Leng Ling's figure, and it would naturally be seen by everyone. It's just that I've just been attracted by the warden's voice and frightened again, how can I still notice so much?

"Although I am not the prison warden, I want to say that there is not much time for half a pillar of incense, after all, only twenty-four people can live! So, I'm sorry, I want a human head! ā€

Leng Ling looked at everyone lightly.

"Lao Tzu killed you first!"

A big man who was more than two meters tall shouted, suddenly ran towards Leng Ling, and came to Leng Ling in an instant.

"Poof!"

No one could see clearly, only a soft thud. The strong man's movements suddenly stopped, and then he slowly fell. In his chest, there was a hole the size of a bowl.

"Time is running out! If the game is not finished, I think the punishment is something that no one wants to bear. Leng Ling said coldly.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a sword stabbed into the back of a young man.

"He's right, only twenty-four people can live! So, all of you, go and die! ā€

One whispered. Immediately, several people next to him pounced.

Kill, fight! (To be continued.) )