Chapter 145: Turning the Wheel to Fight Luck

"We? Haha, just lucky. ”

"You don't know that there are already ten corpses piled up at the entrance of that temple."

"We also broke through hard, and we just didn't trigger that formation, hehe."

The two of them laughed very happily.

This kind of luck obtained because of luck is indeed elusive.

"What about you?"

The two asked rhetorically.

Zuo Lianyun looked at Wan Li, and at this time they all entered the main hall, and this trick was nothing.

I saw Wan Li chuckle and said, "Have you paid attention to the stone pillar at the entrance of the palace?" ”

"Every quarter of an hour, the enchantment film hits the stone pillar, causing it to shine for ten breaths, and then it returns to its original state."

"So every quarter of an hour only ten breaths can enter safely?"

"Naturally."

Wan Li nodded.

Hearing this, the two monks thought back to what they had just said, and they were indeed close to what Wan Li said.

They also tried to see the difference at the entrance of the temple, but they never found it.

"If you don't see those ten breaths, you will have to wait a quarter of an hour to continue to check the strange place, which is indeed a little more complicated."

Zuo Lianyun shook his head slightly, few people knew about the great opportunity of the trachoma secret realm.

She only came to fight for it, and if she didn't leave it, I'm afraid she wouldn't even have a chance to enter this place.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lianyun looked at him with strange eyes.

After a while, people began to enter the temple gates on both sides.

Apparently this cycle was gradually being seen through by the monks.

And some people entered the main hall for unknown reasons.

Soon, Wan Li was already sitting five people at this table.

At the other tables, there were one or two seats, but no one dared to sit on the sixth chair of the first disc.

Human nature, for unknown things, wants to know more before touching.

Smack.

Two more people entered the West Gate, and the person who came was none other than the two who were Zuo Badao.

After wasting half a day of eyesight, I finally succeeded in entering.

Seeing that someone was already sitting down on these discs, the two froze in place, frowning and glancing at everyone.

"Lianyun, what's going on?"

Yu Guang glanced at Zuo Lianyun, and Zuo asked domineeringly.

Although some of the people present were not from Fanyang City, they still knew the names of the heads of Fanyang City.

After all, they are all people who are mixed up on the edge of Fanyang City.

Seeing the head of the Zuo family speak, many people closed their mouths and watched quietly.

There are only a few people who are strong, and they looked at the two of them playfully, without the slightest fear.

I saw Zuo Lianyun shook his head and spit out: "Find a chair to sit on, maybe there will be six people at each table, and something will happen." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Wan Li's table.

"Master Zuo, why don't you sit here."

The man with a rough voice who had spoken to Wan Li and the two of them before patted the last position beside him and said hello.

"Big brother, I'll come."

was shouted by the juniors, if they sat down in response, they fell off the bottom of their left family, if they didn't sit, it seemed that he was afraid of being overbearing.

Zuo Dehou was like a human spirit, seeing this situation, he said to Zuo Badao, sat down in that position, and pushed the man by the way.

Glared at him.

Seeing this, the man with a rough voice didn't care and smiled.

These well-known families are very face-loving outside.

"Why didn't it start?"

Zuo Dehou sat down for a while, but still saw that the disc was not moving, and couldn't help screaming.

Suddenly.

A strange scene happened.

I saw that Wan Li was six people at this table, as if he had entered a formation.

The formation depicted on the disc comes to life, forming an orange aperture.

At the same time, a light blue formation appeared on the soles of their feet, enveloping them.

"I can't move."

As soon as the formation appeared, Wan Li realized that he couldn't mobilize his strength, and his limbs seemed to be bound by invisible ropes, he could struggle, but he couldn't break free.

Hearing someone shouting, the rest of the people sitting on the chair also noticed it, and their expressions suddenly became a little panicked.

Struggling one after another, shouting and screaming.

Then the pointer began to turn, very slowly, but whoever the pointer was pointing at made the man's heart flutter.

Lest there be any surprises.

And at this time, Wan Li actually felt that the invisible force that bound him was unraveled, and his limbs could move.

But the same is inseparable from the seat.

"You can move?"

Seeing Wan Li's writhing hands, Zuo Dehou asked loudly.

The voice was a little loud, Wan Li only glanced at him faintly, then withdrew his gaze, and then stared at the formation and pointer on the disc.

All eyes in the hall were focused on him, this was the beginning, and they needed someone to start for them.

After thinking for a long time, when the pointer pointed to Zuo Dehou.

Wan Li suddenly slapped towards the surface of the disc.

The palm print glowed with a layer of light on the disk.

"You kid!"

Zuo Dehou naturally saw the meaning of Wanli.

I don't know what the use of the disc is when the pointer is pointing at you, but your mind is too obvious.

After glancing at Wan Li viciously, Zuo Dehou stared nervously at the rotation of the disc.

The slower it turns, the slower it turns.

Finally, the hand staggered and stopped in front of a friar, the fourth on the disc.

Seeing that the pointer pointed to him, this fourth person had a bad premonition in his heart, and he didn't have time to scold Wan Li.

I saw a white light emitting from the tip of the needle, enveloping the man.

In his frightened eyes, the whole person disappeared in an instant, and he didn't know where to go.

There was no sound at all.

With all that done, the hands began to spin again.

And Wan Li found himself bound again.

"This, dead?"

"I don't know, it looks like I shouldn't be dead, otherwise I would have died on the spot."

"Then what is the rule for stopping the pointer?"

This question was in the hearts of all the people in the temple.

But no one knows, even if it is Wan Li, based on the rotation just now, he can only guess a rough idea.

The next person to be untied, it was the man with the rough voice.

Obviously, the circle of discs came in the order in which they were seated.

I saw that the pointer pointed to Zuo Dehou just now, but finally pointed to the fourth place.

So the man pretended to be smart, and when he pointed at himself, he learned to slap Wan Li on the round table.

Holding their breath, everyone waited for the pointer to settle down, and passed Zuo Dehou very slowly.

But he was shocked and sweated.

With a slight cuff at the end, the hands returned to the rough-sounding man.

"Ahh

The man's face was dumbfounded, his eyes met the tip of the needle, and the next breath was shrouded in white light, and he disappeared directly.

It looks like two people have been eliminated.

"Zuo Lianyun, you can summon people to carry out this disc, end it early, and enter the next layer early."

Wan Li turned his head sideways and shouted at Zuo Lianyun, who was talking next to him.

If this continues, only one person at a table will enter smoothly.

If you enter early, you may have a better chance!