There was a brief uproar at the scene, and someone muttered secretly: "Who the are you?" ”

However, before the man could finish speaking, his whole body suddenly trembled, and he rolled on the ground with a wail of pain, and his body boiled like boiling hot water, and finally turned into a pool of thick blood and died, and he screamed the whole time.

The death of this man frightened everyone, and everyone did not know what was going on, but there were also people who thought of a terrible legend.

All those who dare to talk about the Great Qin Dynasty behind their backs will not end well, especially the national teacher of the Great Qin Dynasty, which is a taboo-like existence, and no one dares to talk about him.

The guy in front of him in a wheelchair is not a good stubble.

"Your king has mercy on him, and he would rather sacrifice himself than send you to your death." Jing Gong said slowly, "However, you people are not worthy of being saved. ”

"Have you ever wondered what you'd do if he died here?"

"Are you planning to return to your ancestral land on your own?"

"Just like what the king just said, ants still spare their lives, let alone people, and I don't want to kill them all, so now I give you a choice."

Jing Gong waved his hand, and countless gray bamboo sticks appeared in front of him, you can see that there are words engraved on them, but you can't see what words are engraved.

"Either you take a gamble, choose to draw lots, and the people who draw will activate the formation, and those who don't draw will be considered lucky and can accompany us to continue walking."

"Or, you turn around and leave, now that the Eternal Dynasty has been wiped out by us, even if you continue to live here, there should be no danger."

"And you are not alone, there are still many people in the Chaos Land who have given up on returning to their ancestral lands."

Everyone came here, almost no one wanted to turn around and go back, everyone felt that their luck was not so bad, so everyone chose to draw lots.

But Jing Gong didn't intend to let them go, he continued to speak: "By the way, I forgot to say that only half of these sticks say "alive", and the other half are "dead". ”

There was an uproar at the scene, and someone shouted angrily: "But obviously only 108 people are needed." ”

Jing Gong said: "Your eyes are not blind, don't you see, once the energy is disconnected, the floating continent will rise again, do you think that only 108 people can go up with only 108 people?" ”

"That's not going to take that many people!"

"Just in case, even if you draw a dead word, you will not necessarily die, but if you encounter any danger next time, you who draw a dead word will still have to go up."

"It's not fair!" Someone shouted.

"Fair?" Jing Gong's gaze turned cold, "Who wants to come and talk to me about fairness?" I'd love to theorize with him. ”

Naturally, no one dares to stand up, and the people in the Land of Chaos don't know Jinggong, I'm afraid there aren't a few.

There is only half of the chance of survival, and the situation just now is completely different, there are too many people retreating, rather than facing the unknown of the ancestral land, sending people under the fence, looking at people's faces, they feel that it is better to stay and dominate.

"I give up, I want to go back, it doesn't matter if I don't go to my ancestral land, it's not our home." Someone turned around and left.

One person took the lead, and immediately more people followed, both Hanoi and Kunjia, and the scene was suddenly reduced by more than half, and only about 30,000 people remained.

Jing Gong looked at all this with a sneer, he didn't stop it, but there were many sticks with the word "death" written on them that turned into green smoke in an instant, dissipated into the air, and then imprinted into the eyebrows of these people at a very fast speed.

Except for a very small number of spiritual martial artists at the scene, almost no one noticed all this, Meng Qingxiao was one of the very few, he knew that these people might not survive, and he opened his mouth to speak, thinking that it was too cruel to do so.

But Jing Gong sent him a voice first: "Child, Ci is not in charge of the army!" ”

Meng Qingxiao was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this sentence to come from his master's mouth, you must know that they don't have an army here, although there are many people in the four guards, but they are more like policemen and have not received militarized training.

Jing Gong continued: "The people here are all outlaws, and the return of so many people to the ancestral land will inevitably bring a great impact to the people of the ancestral land. ”

"For those who are disobedient, it's better to let them stay here, otherwise, if they commit a heinous crime in the ancestral land, how will you explain to the ruler of the ancestral land?"

The softest part of Meng Qingxiao's heart was touched, he didn't expect Jing Gong to think so.

This was something he had been worried about before, he had just never mentioned it to anyone, and he was prepared to take it on his own.

But now he found that his teacher was wiser than he had imagined.

"Thank you, Master."

"Hehe, let's not be polite."

Meng Qingxiao had a feeling that Jing Gong, who had regained his youth, was even more sharp, but he didn't care too much, he couldn't do these things by himself, but it didn't mean that he didn't agree.

"Alright, now let's move on to the lot."

The rest of the people didn't hesitate, they might have hesitated just now, but now they have made up their minds.

They are already tired of life in the Forgotten Lands, and are more willing to gamble their lives to fight for a new future with Meng Qingxiao.

Soon the draw was completed, and the people who won the dead word were also turned into streamers and submerged into their foreheads, and this time everyone saw it.

None of these people looked good, but they didn't say anything.

Meng Qingxiao felt that even if he wanted to hit them, it was almost enough now, so he said with a smile: "Everyone, don't look unlucky, you may not die." ”

Everyone looked at Meng Qingxiao, Meng Qingxiao pointed to the hanging garden above and continued: "There is only half a chance that this thing will fall, and there is a half chance that it will not completely touch the ground. ”

"In other words, this shouldn't be a mortal situation, otherwise how can the people of the Eternals get out, do they have to sacrifice 108 people for every person they send out?"

Meng Qingxiao's words suddenly rekindled everyone's hope, but his words were not finished.

"Also, even if it smashes completely to the ground, we don't have to sacrifice the 108 people below, everyone is a martial artist with extremely high cultivation, and it doesn't rise and fall so fast, you know what I mean?"

Meng Qingxiao still made his words clear: "With everyone's speed, I believe that everyone can successfully go up before the sky garden completely falls to the ground." ”

"Although you can't fly, it shouldn't be a problem to jump more than ten meters high, right?"

"As for the dudes who activate the energy array below, you could have stopped supplying energy before the Hanging Garden was about to hit you, and then jumped on top of it before it re-ascended high enough."

Meng Qingxiao said with a smile: "Even if it doesn't succeed once, you can try it a few more times, I believe that as long as the operation is done properly, everyone doesn't have to die." ”

Everyone present showed a knowing smile, and when Meng Qingxiao was only halfway through speaking, they had already fully understood, yes, they didn't have to die at all.

With these twists and turns, everyone's mood went up and down, and it felt more exciting than when fighting with the warriors of the Eternal Dynasty.

Jing Gong looked at all this with a smile, he was old and refined, and he was very willing to sing white face, and then let his disciple sing red face.

The next thing was very easy to do, everything was executed according to Meng Qingxiao's ideas, and sure enough, no one died, and everyone went up to the hanging garden.

When Meng Qingxiao went up, he reorganized his language, and it was really inappropriate to call it the Hanging Garden, because it was too big.

It's not appropriate to call it a floating continent, it's not big enough to be described as a continent, and it's most appropriate to call it a floating island.

There were still some twists and turns, as they found that not all locations could jump to the floating islands, and they had to follow specific passages to get up, and most of the places were blocked by invisible barriers.

When everyone came to it, they saw from a distance that the tens of thousands of warriors who had returned to the Forgotten Lands were already described like ants at this moment.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides has already exceeded the limit of ordinary people's naked eyes, and if it weren't for the fact that they were all martial artists with advanced cultivation, it would be impossible to see it at all.

Next, an exclamation sounded, and those warriors who were as small as ants fell without warning at this moment, as if they were harvested by an invisible sickle, and tens of thousands of fresh lives were already dead in the blink of an eye.

Everyone subconsciously stayed away from Jing Gong, this person was so terrible, he killed people without blinking.

Meng Qingxiao couldn't help but complain: "Master, they have all gone back, is it necessary to kill them?" ”

Jing Gong said: "These people can't stay, they are all a group of speculative guys, and the anger in their hearts is very heavy, if they are let go back, it will definitely not be a blessing for those remnants of the chaotic land." ”

Meng Qingxiao was silent, nodded and didn't say anything more.

On this floating island, there are buildings that look like mountains, each building is tall, pointy, like a pagoda, and they surround a taller and sharper building like a circle of stars and moons.

The building in the middle has an extra-long spike, and its appearance is very similar to the time artifact popular in the Aging Lands, and its spike is probably a hundred meters long.

Meng Qingxiao felt that it might not be appropriate to use a piece, although it seemed to be a piece, it should actually be one, because each minaret was connected, and they were combined to be a circular building.

Just as everyone was staring at it, the spike in the middle suddenly shot out a dazzling light, and the pillar of light shot straight into the sky.

Obviously, this was indeed the Temple of Time, and this huge pillar of light was not the same one they had seen in the Forgotten Lands, it shot into the sky, and then turned into the shape of round after round and spread in all directions.

This is where the light wheel comes from.

Meng Qingxiao and the others immediately understood why this place was suspended in the air, because if it was stopped on the ground, it would kill people!

No one was spared, including Meng Qingxiao and Jing Gong, this pillar of light was not harmless, it was like an infrasonic weapon, resonating with everyone's body organs.

Meng Qingxiao fought with all his strength to prop up an energy shield, he was not alone, he also had to protect Qingyue and Zhao Zhe.

Soon Jing Gong also joined in, and their master and apprentice joined forces, and finally managed to stabilize a protective shield.

Everyone knew that this pillar of light would last for a minute, but this minute was too tormenting, and everyone was like a year.

Jing Gong's strength is the strongest, he is also under the greatest pressure, he is also protecting his beloved apprentice, and at this time he is not able to exert the strength of the Supreme Realm, and soon he is bleeding from all his knots, and his body is trembling.

No one at the scene was still able to stand, but no one had the strength to scream, this was not a pain that could make people scream, they couldn't do it even if they wanted to, everyone was trying their best to resist.

It's a long minute.