Di Shuye looked into the distance, and saw that hundreds of meters away from here, there was a colosseum with a depression, and a figure could be vaguely seen fighting with a huge tiger in the field.

Di Shuye just glanced at it, and knew that the person was a one-star saint, and that tiger was only a cloud beast around the middle of the seventh level.

Huan Shou looked around, near the edge of the wall on his side, a number of small secret rooms were closely arranged, and counted carefully, there were almost a hundred. Di Shuye smacked his tongue secretly, this square building was only a place where saints fought beasts with about one star and two stars, and there were a hundred in this room alone, which showed how terrifying the number of saints in this Huangquan Academy was.

Walking all the way down the small chambers by the wall, some of the chamber doors are open, indicating that there is no one on the façade, while others are closed, apparently someone is inside**. Seeing that there were a lot of empty ones, Di Shuye was not in a hurry to enter, and slowly walked towards the vicinity of the Colosseum.

At this moment, the victory or defeat in the field has become clear, the person looks like a metal surname, the attack is extremely fierce, the tiger is more and more cowardly, and then he rushed directly to the outside, ran to the edge of the field, and rushed out with a vertical leap.

The clinker had just rushed into the air, and suddenly an invisible energy shield 'bang', and the huge tiger was bounced back with a violent impact, and with the people behind him catching up with a few ups and downs, the spear in his hand was stabbed, and the cultivation force surged, the giant tiger's abdomen was injured, and the movement suddenly slowed down.

The man shot extremely fast, and killed the giant tiger in an instant, and then raised his right hand high, and a pale golden energy turned into a sharp sharp knife, and stabbed into the giant tiger's brain with a 'poof' sound, pulled it a few times, turned out a fist-sized Neidan, jumped out of the field panting, and walked towards the rows of secret rooms.

"Good guy, it seems that the formation outside this Colosseum is only against the cloud beast, and this defense is really solid enough. Di Shuye secretly praised.

The onlookers dispersed, and Di Shuye also found a secret room with no one and got into it.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Di Shuye thought in his heart, Ye Yunzhou said that the cloud beasts in this Colosseum are generally one a day, sometimes two a day, but why these cloud beasts entered the Colosseum, he didn't know.

And after the cloud beast appears, it takes a voluntary battle, one person can also play, two people and three people can also do it, but according to the rules, whoever takes the lead in the game, this cloud beast belongs to that person, as for whether this person is willing to let others shoot, it is not up to others to influence.

On the other hand, if the Cloud Beast is too powerful, the Colosseum's administrator will ask others to join the battle in order to prevent human deaths, with the goal of annihilating the Cloud Beast.

"Just looking at the closed secret room, I'm afraid there are more than thirty people here, and I don't know if there will be cloud beasts in the afternoon. After thinking about it for a long time, Di Shuye no longer wasted time, and the vitality of heaven and earth here was indeed as transmitted outside, and the richness even exceeded that of heaven and earth. However, Di Shuye could feel that the heaven and earth here were not pure in the eyes of heaven and earth, and the murderous aura contained in it was extremely strong. This also restricts many people from being in it all the time**.

Di Shuye naturally had no worries about this, with the refining of Danhuo, any weather vitality, no matter how many impurities or other factors it contained, Danhuo could refine it into the purest energy.

With the beginning of the circulation in the body, the heaven and earth vitality around the body also began to surge, feeling the majestic energy that continued to pour into the body, a smile appeared on Di Shuye's face, and he immediately grabbed it.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard a sky-shattering beast roar in the distance, and then I felt that several people in the **room** next to me quickly rushed out.

Di Shuye did not hesitate, and flashed out of the secret room, it was already the second morning, and several ups and downs rushed to the Colosseum.

When I was a few hundred meters away from the Colosseum, I saw two huge pincer feet poking out of the Colosseum Pit only a few meters deep, and 'Dangdang' continued to bite. The hoarse roar kept ringing out, making people feel creepy.

Running to the edge of the Colosseum pit, Di Shuye was taken aback.

In the huge beast pit, a huge black scorpion is waving two huge chelicerae vigilantly perceiving the surrounding situation, a pair of huge crusts are like two giant scissors, the pincers are like sawtooth, and the light shines with a cold light. From time to time, there is a sonorous sound.

On the steel-like carapace of the whole body, a fist-sized pimple makes people feel cold, and on the pimple, it is covered with fine fluff, and any wind and grass can be perceived by him in an instant, and he can feel the breath of the strong outside, and the scorpion tail of its length is upside down, and the sharp poisonous needle at the tip of the tail shrinks and stretches, and the cold light looms, and he is ready to fight.

What is striking is that the giant scorpion with a dark body, the tips of the jet-black giant legs covered with jagged teeth like a doorpost, are as white as snow, and even the dense fluff on it is ** color.

"It's not good, this is a snow trace scorpion? It's a cloud beast in the early stage of the eighth level, how could this thing come in?" Di Shuye Behind him, a purple-clothed man flashed over, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Snow Trace Scorpion?" Di Shuye groaned, and suddenly remembered the memory from the Fire Phoenix in his mind: Snow Trace Scorpion, named because its feet are as white as snow, is not strong, and its body is sharp in chela and its strength is amazing.

"Aunt Yanmang's memory didn't say how powerful this big guy could be, but looking at the expression of this purple-clothed man, it shouldn't be weak. Thinking quickly in their hearts, they listened to each other: "All the one-star saints stand back, and the two-star saints go up." ”

As soon as the words fell, more than 30 people outside the pit retreated 20 people, and there were only more than 10 people left.

"Up!" the purple-clothed man waved his hand and plunged into the beast pit first. The snow trace scorpion felt the coming, and suddenly a compound eye hidden under an iron armor on his back suddenly opened, and the bulging compound eye swept around, and the double pincers waved, and grabbed the purple-clothed man fiercely.

"Boom"

The man in purple bombarded the huge pincers with a punch, and was immediately loaded by the force of the shock for tens of meters, and the claws only shook slightly, and then the giant feet under him shook, and the double pincers were castrated, viciously clamping the man in purple.

"Stop it!" In mid-air, the purple-clothed man roared angrily, twisted his waist, stiffly stabilized his figure, turned over a long sword in his hand, pulled out the long sword with a choked sound, kicked a few times under his feet, and went away against the claws.

"What a strong force!" Di Shuye had just jumped into the big pit, and when he saw this scene, a saint who was at least a six-star level was actually knocked away by a pincer, this power was also a bit too great, right? At the same time, the attack of the other two-star saints had already arrived, and the scorpion tail raised high by the snow trace scorpion identified the first person to arrive, and stabbed it like lightning.

The snow trace scorpion pincers attacked the man in purple, and the tail needle intercepted the others, and there was no sense of hindrance.

Di Shuye saw the opportunity, and without hesitation, the red light flashed under his feet, his body shook, he raised his right fist, and in an instant, he came to the side of the snow trace scorpion.

"Nineteen to one!"

With a low cry in his heart, he quickly struck out nine consecutive punches, and finally turned into a punch before reaching the body of the Snow Trace Scorpion, and slammed into the abdomen of the Snow Trace Scorpion.

There was a loud "boom", followed by a hoarse roar of the snow scorpion, and the giant eye on its back glared at Di Shuye. Immediately after that, a pair of giant pincers that had originally attacked the purple-clothed man suddenly turned around and grabbed Di Shuye with a 'whew'. Obviously, Di Shuye just punched him and hurt him.

"I'd like to see how good you are!"

Licking his lips, Di Shuye took a deep breath sharply, and Han Jingqi quickly churned, and he was already focusing on his right hand in an instant.

Seeing that Di Shuye did not dodge, but seemed to be about to carry this blow hard, the purple-clothed man's face changed greatly, and he roared angrily: "Get out of the way!"

And on the side of the snow trace scorpion, several saints also looked at Di Shuye in shock, this kid, don't want to die?

As the serrations on a huge pair of pincers continued to expand in Di Shuye's pupils, all of a sudden, Di Shuye's right fist shook illusoryly several times, as if he had punched countless punches at an extremely fast speed, and it seemed to shake only slightly.

"Huh, what a subtle punch. The purple-clothed man was surprised, and before the voice in his head fell, Di Shuye's fist had collided with the giant pincers.

"Boom!"

The roar that tore through the sky suddenly sounded, and then Di Shuye's body in mid-air was like a defeat, and he was knocked out of the Beast Pit with a 'whoosh', and his body was in mid-air, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, and then he fell outside the field, his body hung on the edge of the pit, and his upper body was in the big array that shrouded the Beast Pit.

"Sure enough, this stubborn bastard doesn't blame anyone else for his death. The purple-clothed man's heart tightened, but although there were not many people in the Colosseum who died under the cloud beast, it was not none, and he didn't take it to heart, ignoring Di Shuye, and focusing all his attention on the snow trace scorpion.

At this look, he was stunned for a moment, and saw the strange pestle of the huge crust of the snow trace scorpion in mid-air, and he did not attack or defend. The appearance was extremely weird, but the man in purple still saw the giant eye on the back of the snow trace scorpion, and the look in his eyes was constantly changing, from contempt to solemnity, and then from solemnity to astonishment, followed by astonishment to shock, then horror to horror, and finally turned into pain in a short period of time.

"Shhh...... Whew......"

The snow scorpion's huge mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly opened, and a roar full of resentment in pain came out of it, and then under the surprised gaze of the purple-clothed man and those two-star saints, the entire huge crust of the snow trace scorpion suddenly let out a crisp clicking sound, and then a series of fine cracks spread out.

'Poof'

A fist-sized hole suddenly appeared on top of the claw, and a stream of yellowish liquid shot out.

He ...... He turned out to be ...... Snow Scorpion... Injure... Hurt?" The group of people was taken aback, and couldn't help but look at Di Shuye, who was motionless on the sidelines.

"Alas, the power of this punch is indeed powerful, but it has taken its own life...... someone sighed softly. (To be continued.) )