The two of them quarreled with each other, you came and went, because there was no evidence, no one could convince everyone, and the situation was at a stalemate for a while.

Jiang Yuan has the intention to stop this farce, mainly because he always has an inexplicable sense of crisis circling in his heart, and as the door closes, the sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger, of course, he is not willing to waste time on this meaningless dispute.

"Okay, let's not say a word."

Jiang Yuan is the descendant of the Qingyun Sect, and his own cultivation is a complete foundation, in terms of deterrence, no one present can compare to him, and as soon as he spoke, the scene suddenly quieted down.

"I don't care which of you has obtained the puppet inheritance, I only hope that if the conditions for leaving the dungeon are really related to the inheritance, the two of you can help, otherwise it will ......"

When the words fell, Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and he looked at him, Wen Chang felt that he was suppressed, and his face was difficult to look at, while Ye Pianran looked indifferent, looking like he was not shocked by honor and disgrace.

In this regard, the other monks were not surprised, the mortality rate of this secret realm of the White Frost Valley was already high, and before entering the underground palace, they experienced a strange vortex that they could not resist at all, and most of the monks in the Black Sea region were estimated to have died.

Now, only the last twelve people are still alive, and according to the random average ratio of each region, the mortality rate is also more than eighty, which is a very exaggerated number, like an invisible hand, grasping everyone's heart, breathless.

At such a time, everyone's thoughts will naturally not be anything else, but to live.

In order to survive, they can do anything, as Jiang Yuan said, if there is really a key to survival in the puppet inheritance, they will not hesitate to take action against these two people, what morality is not worth mentioning in front of their lives.

Of course, no one has forgotten that whether it is Wen Chang or Ye Pianran, they are both personal disciples, which is also the reason why everyone can listen patiently to their arguments.

The people feared their status, not because of anything else, but because they were difficult to kill.

Even if he is killed, the other party's sect may also record the image of the murderer through some means, and at that time, there will be no way to escape from heaven and earth.

Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, basically no one wants to have a conflict with the big clansmen.

After warning the two, Jiang Yuan restrained his killing intent and said to Wen Chang.

"Wen Daoyou, you know the most about this place, in your opinion, what should we do now?"

Wen Chang took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and spit out a word with an expressionless face.

"Wait!"

Jiang Yuan frowned, now, in fact, he doesn't trust Wen Chang very much, and it is even more impossible to obey his words, but for some reason, a voice faintly sounded in his heart, perhaps, this is really right.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan did not raise any objections, everyone was not easy to say anything, with different expressions, obviously all of them had their own successes.

Moments later, a mutation struck.

Bang!

The humanoid puppets on both sides of the hall suddenly began to move, and at the same time, the entire hall seemed to have a huge earthquake, the ground shook, and several monks were caught off guard, one of them stumbled and almost fell.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that these puppets couldn't move? ”

Jiang Yuan's face was gloomy.

"No, you see, it's not the puppet that has moved, but the structure of this place is changing!"

Ouyang Jing's words were amazing, and when she heard this, everyone poured spiritual power into her legs, stabilized her body, looked around, and sure enough, she found that something was wrong.

The humanoid puppets that were originally lined up on both sides of the hall really showed no signs of resuming their movements, and they were still so lifeless, and the reason why they gave people the illusion of moving was because the hall was moving, and to be precise, the hall had changed from a rectangular space to a circle.

Soon, the shaking stopped, and more than a dozen puppets still kept the same space, guarding the hall in a circle, surrounding everyone in it.

And the gate that everyone entered also disappeared in the tremor, leaving not even a trace, as if it had never appeared at all, which really responded to the sentence that there is no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

This sudden change made everyone nervous, and the nerves that had relaxed slightly tensed again, especially the puppets facing them, although they would not move, the cold light refracted by them was extremely cold.

"Do you think this place is a bit like a gladiatorial arena?"

Suddenly, someone spoke, it was Ye Pianran.

Hearing her say this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed in hindsight.

"Not to mention, it's true, I've seen that kind of competition in the gladiatorial arena, the gladiatorial arena is a very grand circular ring, with spectators on all sides, and people look very small in it...... It's exactly the same as here! ”

"The Colosseum, wait, this is not a good guess, don't talk nonsense without evidence, if it's really ......"

Someone picked up on him, "Doesn't that mean we're going to attack each other?" ”

As soon as he spoke, the air fell into a deathly silence.

But the silence was broken short-lived, and almost the next moment as the words fell, there was a tearing sound of the weapon sinking into the flesh, and a large hole was made in the chest of the monk who had questioned, and the tip of the blood-stained red cone came out of his body, ticking and dripping, and the blood was gurgling.

"You ......"

The impaled monk looked stunned, then looked incredulous, angry, frightened, horrified, remorseful, and so on, and turned his head stiffly, trying to see who had attacked him, so that he could perform a mad curse after death.

However, all that responded to him was the oncoming palm.

Bang!

The skull burst, the red and white things were sprinkled on the ground, and the rest of the monks scattered in all directions in tacit understanding, one by one, their spiritual power was agitated, and their faces were full of vigilance.

Ye Pianran was also among them, in fact, when she said the three words of the gladiatorial arena, she had already expected this scene.

Human nature is unpredictable, never expose your back to others, this person's death can only be blamed on himself.

Retreating to a safe distance, some people made statements to blame the attackers.

"This fellow Daoist, it's inevitable that he's too ruthless, and now the situation is still unclear, why do you want to kill people in such a hurry?"

The attacker was a black-clothed male cultivator, who shook off the blood stains on the cone, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his white and bloodless face.

"Don't be pretending to be there, when I started it just now, many people noticed it, but when the person died, he jumped out to speak, the so-called righteous way is just a group of sanctimonious hypocrites, it's really disgusting."

"You!"

The black-clothed man's sentence immediately angered many people, and the smell of blood permeated the hall, which stimulated their emotions even more.

Several people competed against each other, and they were about to make a move.

Wen Chang hid in the corner, and sneered when he saw this, fight, fight, the more people who die, the better, but these guys don't have to worry, what is really tricky is those seven clan lineages, because they are too difficult to kill.

There were twelve people present, no, it was eleven now, including himself, there were four seven sect lineages, and he seemed to have some advantages, but in fact he was the softest persimmon among the four, which was also the fundamental reason why he was scheming all the way.

Just when Wen Chang was thinking hard about countermeasures, the few people who stirred up the real fire with a few words over there unexpectedly didn't fight, it turned out that someone stood up and stopped their contradictions.

"If we really want to go to a situation of cannibalism, everyone, why don't we deal with the most advantageous people together?"

It was naturally Ye Pianran who stood up, and when she saw everyone's questioning eyes falling on her, she was not in a hurry and smiled lightly.

"The most advantageous person? That's not all you own disciples! ”

"Definitely."

The person who answered the call was Jiang Yuan, who nodded to Ye Pianran and said eloquently.

"There is one of us who is not only a disciple of the Seven Great Sects, but also knows the underground palace well, such as a number of family treasures, in terms of advantages, of course no one can compare with him...... You say yes, Wen Daoyou? ”