In Luo Tian's mind, there was only one golden heavenly gate that had never been opened, and now there were two more phantoms of the heavenly gate next to it, these two phantoms were very blurry, and only one could be seen with a restrained yellow light, and the other with a depressed dark blue light, the three heavenly gates were of the same size, and the voices coming from inside were indeed completely different.

The golden gate of heaven echoed with the sound of dragons chanting and chirping, as if there were infinite celestial dragons and gods galloping in it. And the style of the yellow gate of heaven is far less gorgeous than the golden gate of heaven, but it looks very simple, a round of the pattern of the sun is in the center, and the depiction of a round of small suns around it is indeed a round of small suns, from which there are bursts of phoenix chirping, but it is extremely ethereal.

On the other door, there are carved green mountains and green waters, which are extremely elegant and dusty against the backdrop of the faint cyan light, and it seems that you can hear the sound of the mountain wind whistling and the rushing of the river, and there is a faint mist seeping out of it, as if behind this door is a riverbank by the mountains and rivers.

Although the styles of these three doors are completely different, and the temperaments are also very different, they appear very natural and harmonious, and do not make people feel the slightest discomfort, and even have a hazy beauty.

Luo Tian firmly believed that when he fully mastered the moves of the two heavenly gates, those two heavenly gates would become condensed from illusory shadows, and at that time, he would be able to liberate the martial arts qi contained in the heavenly gates, which would definitely be a great improvement for him.

In a dark alley, Luo Tianzheng followed a middle-aged man in black leather armor and walked forward slowly, and behind him there were several warriors in black robes, all of whom covered their faces without exception, revealing the magic ring shining in their right hand.

These people are all warriors who are ready to go to the arena, except for Luo Tian, these warriors are all battle-hardened warriors without exception, and their bodies exude a terrifying aura, only Luo Tian's face is depressed, I thought that the opponents were ordinary warriors, who knew that these black-robed people were outrageously strong, which made him feel a little pressure.

The man in front of him turned his head and grinned in the dark: "Everyone, there are big nobles in today's arena!"

Before the words fell, the strong man behind Luo Tian shouted: "Sensei nonsense, how many magic crystals are there?!" Fortunately, there is a layer of black veil in the way, otherwise Luo Tian will be bad.

The man then laughed out loud and shouted, "Thirty thousand!" As he spoke, he shook his hand and took out a few crumpled teleportation talismans from his pocket and handed them to Luo Tian, who said secretly: "Oh no." ”

He didn't know how to do magic, so he handed a few teleportation talismans to those warriors, and when the figures of several people disappeared, he coughed dryly, suppressed his voice, and said in a deep voice: "I am the apprentice of the Sword Saint Gurans, I don't use magic." ”

The man snorted, glanced at him, and said, "I'll just say that you don't have magic fluctuations on your body, put it on my shoulder." He pulled out a crumpled teleportation charm and began to recite the incantation.

Luo Tian hurriedly put his arms on the man's shoulders, and felt dizzy, his body seemed to be turned upside down as if he was not under his control, and finally his consciousness became extremely blurred, and at a certain moment, his consciousness slowly recovered.

"It's here! It's here!" the man said impatiently, looking at Luo Tian with a look of disgust, and then took out a wooden stick from his pocket and stuffed it into Luo Tian's hand.

Luo Tian reacted at this time, rubbed his swollen head, stared at the wooden skewer and asked, "What is this?" There are two runes carved with a knife on the front of this wooden skewer, and there is nothing else.

"No. 3! You're No. 3, it seems that I'm sure I'm going to make money tonight!" The arrogant laughter exploded in Luo Tian's ears with a powerful outburst, full of provocation.

Only then did he turn around, only to see that the person in front of him had already taken off his veil, revealing a face covered with scars, with bulging muscles all over his body, holding a short axe, but it was a ten-pattern magic weapon!

The other person walked out from behind the man, but he was very thin, his face was extremely ugly, his face was crooked, his face was crooked, a vertical scar went straight from his forehead to his chin, his eyes squinted at Luo Tian, and he smiled obscenely: "New man, take out the spars." ”

Luo Tian was stunned, looking at the thin man in front of him, but he didn't dare to move, if it was usual, he would have smashed it with a punch, but he felt an extremely dangerous aura on this person's body, if he really wanted to fight, it was still unknown whether he could compete with his current strength, so he had to smile bitterly, and then glanced at the room, this is an extremely simple wooden house, there are runes engraved on the strength of the wooden house, I think it should be the order of the game, and there is a row of weapon racks, and there are warriors who are choosing at this moment.

Just when he was troubled, he heard a loud voice sound from outside the door, "Defeat on the twentieth!" Then the cracked wooden door was slammed open, and the two black-robed men hurriedly carried a strong man and rushed in, and then saw that the strong man's neck had been cracked, and the blood flowed like a pour, and he kept wailing sounds. The two of them were extremely nimble, and soon pasted a teleportation charm on the strong man's body, and the strong man's body disappeared in an instant.

One stood up, drew a dagger pinned to his waist and scratched out a pair of runes on the wall, while the other shouted, "Eleven!"

As soon as the words fell, the thin man in front of Luo Tian stepped out of the door and shouted, "Who is so strong?!

The two black-robed men also stepped out and slammed the wooden door shut.

A young man in the corner frowned, and kept whispering, "Oh no, no. ”

This person, like Luo Tian, was not wearing a black robe, but also an extremely ordinary leather armor, which attracted Luo Tian's attention, he walked over quickly, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The young man was startled, and his eyes kept looking at Luo Tian, and then he finally asked in a low voice, "Are you here to pick me up?" His eyes were full of excitement, and he firmly held Luo Tian's hand with both hands.

Luo Tian hurriedly took a step back, smiled awkwardly and said, "No." Before he finished speaking, he saw that the young man's original excitement instantly became depressed, and said, "I don't think you look like a person who is short of money, why did you come here?"

"Isn't this a fighting arena?" Luo Tian asked suspiciously, but at this moment, he actually had a little idea of his own in his heart, and he always felt that this was not as simple as a fighting arena.

The young man shook his head, waved his hand, and said softly, "This is called the Fighting Arena, but the fighting is not about skills but about life and spars. He smiled bitterly, touched his face, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that a handsome genius like me would be tied up here." ”

"The more you win, the more hedrons you'll get, until there are only two people left in the game, otherwise you'll be killed by teleporting to the area of Moriah's walls, just like the Twenty. His voice was very small, but it fell on Luo Tian's ears very clearly, and then he looked at his palm again, and said softly: "I don't want to stain my body with blood." ”

Luo Tian smiled bitterly and said in his heart: "What a weird person. However, he still gave a warrior salute and thanked the man for his reply, and as he had guessed, he was not sure whether he would survive the game.

At this time, there were less than ten people left in the room, and they were all adults with vows, and they were all silent at the moment, as if waiting for something.

Just as Luo Tian wanted to pick out a weapon in his hand, he just raised his toes, but heard the young man speak.

"Are you sure you'll survive?"

Luo Tian chuckled, clenched his fists, and said, "I'll do my best." "Him

The young man sighed, leaned over to Luo Tian and said, "I'm afraid I won't survive." His face turned pale at this moment, and his body was almost half paralyzed on Luo Tian's back.

Luo Tian's eyebrows were slightly condensed, he could really sense the powerful power flowing in this man's body, this power could be said to be not weaker than him, and asked puzzledly: "Why?"

The young man shook his head, smiled again on his face, patted Luo Tian on the shoulder, and said, "When you survive, I will tell you." With that, he went back to the corner by himself, not knowing what to say.

Luo Tian nodded lightly, walked to the weapon rack, and pulled a long sword from it, but he felt light, and changed it again, until he saw a pair of copper-colored gloves, he lifted it with interest, and then he was excited.

He couldn't wait to put this fist on his hands, attached the martial arts qi to it, and waved it twice at will, feeling the weight of the fist glove, and finally satisfied. If it is combined with the Extreme Yang Fist, it will definitely play a great role in battle!

This fist glove is made of heavy copper, although it is only the lowest level of heavy copper, but being able to swing it so easily has also attracted some attention, and there are many curious people, because they will definitely be opponents tonight!

Before he could get excited enough, the loud voice sounded from outside the door again, cold as if without a trace of emotion.

"Eleventh defeated!"

Luo Tian was stunned, and said in his heart that it hadn't been long since the eleventh had gone out, and he had smelled an extremely terrifying aura on the eleventh, how could he be defeated so quickly?

Before he could figure it out, the two black-robed men slammed open the wooden door again, only to see that the thin warrior had two daggers in his chest at the moment, but they were his own weapons, his eyes were round and his face was hideous, but there was fear in this hideousness, and he was obviously out of breath at this moment.

The two of them still made the same movements, and it was only when the body of the eleventh was teleported that the other stood up and yelled, "Three!"