"Cinnabar, what are you thinking?"

Yun Haoxuan looked at Cinnabar who was in a daze, and couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that you are worried about the sniper of the spirit beast clan?"

Cinnabar looked at this fellow senior brother, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you also underestimate me too much, so I don't have to worry about that sniper, but now I am thinking, what is this Shura field like, and can we survive this time?"

He turned to look at the Wangxiangtai behind him, and suddenly said with some melancholy: "Wangxiangtai, Wangxiangtai, this name is really very good, which makes people suddenly have a tragic sense of generosity to die." ”

"I don't know what this Shura field looks like, but according to Feng Que, one side of this Wangxiang platform is a wall, like a cliff and a strange peak, steep and steep, and the sacrificer must use his skills to land and ascend. ”

Yun Haoxuan said: "On the other side is thousands of stairs, and under the stairs is a misty place, once you enter, you are already in the so-called Shura field. ”

"As for what this Shura field is like, no one has ever experienced it, but I have heard that it is a barren place, full of dead spirits, corpses and bones, and full of death. ”

"And all the races will encounter in it, and there is no way to avoid it, and if you want to get out of it, you have to fight until the end, until one side is killed. ”

Yun Haoxuan said with more and more emotion: "In this way, most of them must die, and the number is countless, not only no one collects the corpse, but allows the birds and beasts to peck and bite human flesh, etherealize the dead, the wind and rain, the bones and gravel, just thinking about it, I feel miserable." ”

"The battle to the end? But this is the end, it's really unacceptable, and I suddenly have some bad feelings. ”

Cinnabar couldn't help but say a little sentimentally: "What is the purpose of our trip, gambling with our lives on the future and making ourselves a sacrifice to the main god, I still don't understand, is this kind of behavior too stupid?"

Yun Haoxuan persuaded: "Senior brother, don't think too much, if our human race wins, we can get the reward of the main god, maybe because of this reward, we will benefit all the human race, so that our efforts will naturally have meaning." ”

Cinnabar smiled bitterly and said, "I hope so, in case the main god's reward is an empty joy, I'm afraid that we will all be sacrificed in vain." ”

"Don't think about it so much, there is no way to retreat now," Yun Haoxuan persuaded: "We are already in it, even if we want to turn back, it is too late, with this energy, let's deal with the current pass." ”

Cinnabar nodded and said, "Yes, it's useless to sigh, let's win this altar of life and death first." ”

Yun Haoxuan said: "According to the main god's setting, once the sacrificer enters the Shura field, the time will start by itself for five hours, and those who can hold out to the end will be transported to a new region by themselves, and at that time, it means that they have successfully broken out of the Shura field." ”

"Five hours? Will it be a little longer?"

"Hehe, do you really think that 'in the Shura field, the sacrificer will lose more than half' is a lie?"

Yun Haoxuan smiled bitterly and said, "However, we have an innate advantage, we can use our divine sense to investigate the surrounding terrain and enemies first, and we can take the advantage." ”

Cinnabar said: "Could it be that the spirit beast clan is crazy about sniping our spiritual cultivators because of this?"

Yun Haoxuan shook his head and said, "There is probably a reason for this, but I can't be so sure, I always feel that things are not so simple." ”

Cinnabar sneered: "Since that's the case, it's useless to think too much, just leave it to fate." ”

Yun Haoxuan also said with a soothing expression: "Yes, they have already begun to assemble over there, let's hurry over."

......

On the side of Wangxiangtai, the teams of the four major ethnic groups have basically all arrived, and each ethnic group is crowded, the number is amazing, and it is quite noisy for a while.

Moreover, when the various ethnic groups looked at the other ethnic groups at this moment, they were also extremely hateful and resentful, because after entering the Shura Field, these guys who were not far from themselves would immediately become their enemies of life and death.

Perhaps knowing that the war was imminent, almost all the sacrificers had warlike intent in their eyes, and although murderous aura was not allowed on the Wangxiang Terrace, the warlike intent of all the ethnic groups was filled in this area.

At the front of the Terrans, standing were Feng Que and Shake Sen.

Beside them, they were Duan Leng, Shangguan and the members of the entire team, who were also ready to go at this moment.

Feng Que glanced at the huge Terran team behind him, and suddenly had a sense of majesty and desolation, and he said loudly: "Brothers of the Terran, under the stairs ahead, there is the Shura Field, are you ready?"

"Ready. ”

The Terran group present gave a loud reply, with a momentum like a rainbow, and it also caused the other three surrounding groups to look sideways.

An extremely cold smile suddenly appeared on Feng Que's face, and he said loudly: "Then what are we waiting for! For the sake of the human race, rush!"

At the same time, all the children of the clan raised their blades above the top of their hands, and let out an earth-shattering roar:

"For the sake of the Terrans. ”

Feng Que's body shook, and the wind under his feet suddenly lifted him in the air, and he was already the first to rush down the stairs under the Wangxiang platform.

Behind him, the Divine Thunder Palace's Trembling Sen raised his arms high, and the hammer in his hand swung down to the surface, and several thunderbolts made a sound, and they also appeared on his body, encircling him.

In the eyes of everyone, it can be described as majestic, as if the gods descended to earth.

The Terran team swarmed down like a tide, rushing towards the mist under the thousands of stairs, and with the spread of the human flow, the entire Terran group was like a triangular arrow, which had been nailed into the mist.

Seeing that the Terran group had been activated, the other races on the side were not to be outdone, and in their own loud hisses, they all rushed down and rushed towards that place.

Cinnabar stood next to Yun Haoxuan at the beginning, and kept closely following behind Feng Que's few people, but the faster the downward speed later, Feng Que, under the impetus of the follow-up Terran disciples, actually rushed to the front, and there was no possibility of keeping up at all.

Seeing that the mist was gradually approaching him, Cinnabar looked at both sides of his side, and actually saw several people in the same group, but he didn't see any of them, and even Yun Haoxuan was gone.

At this moment, beside him, there were some Terran disciples with strange faces, different from his anxious expressions, these disciples all looked excited, and one by one they seemed to be wild horses in their loud shouts.

Cinnabar felt bitter in his heart, this is not according to the routine at all.

It seems that too many people are not a good thing, once all of them are activated, even the most powerful leaders will not be able to control the order.

Seeing that the mist was approaching, countless Terran disciples rushed into it at an extremely fast speed.

The white mist filled the air, like a giant man-eating beast, opening its jaws to devour countless sacrificers as it entered.

Cinnabar rushed to the front and found that the mist had already entered the front door, exuding a cool and cold atmosphere.

This breath was no stranger to him, it was the familiar breath of the dead.

I have also felt it in the original "Exiled Land", but the necromantic aura of the Exiled Land is far less intense than the breath here.

Cinnabar's heart moved, it seemed that he didn't know how many boneless souls were buried here, and how many sacrificers died here, so that such a thick atmosphere of death could be formed.

It's too late, it's too soon, he was still thinking, and his whole body had already broken into the mist.

His body shape was undecided, and the place where he stepped was actually a muddy area, and an extremely cold water directly wet his feet, and then he immediately felt a cold light rain on the side of his face, all of which smashed on his face and body.

He frowned, the damp raindrops had fallen in his mouth, the rain came urgently, and the bitter taste of the falling rain immediately came from the corner of his tongue and mouth, and at the same time, Cinnabar couldn't help but blurt out:

"My dear, it's raining heavily in this Shura field. ”