The Colosseum, a place like the Demon Garden, is full of despair.

Such an answer made Zhaoming feel that the blood in his whole body had coagulated, especially after simply asking some things, the flames in his body seemed to be extinguished.

This is the cage of the defeated, and all the immortals and demons are captured from all over the Flood Desolate Continent, and they are all locked up under the Colosseum.

Like the Demon Garden, there is no entry or exit here, and the powerful prohibition is difficult for even Yasheng to break, even if there is no guard, it is impossible to escape.

And unlike the Demon Garden, it is even more brutal, with bloody slaughter staged every day.

Every few days, the Wu clan would drive monks and demon beasts with similar realms to the Colosseum, and set the quota for survivors, knowing that there were only a few lives left in the entire field.

Or set up a life and death ring, one by one, and never die, until the witch clan watching the battle is satisfied.

Such a murderous place is better than the Demon Garden.

The Demon Garden, the place that I don't dare to think about, the place where the grass fragrance disappears, I can't see the sun, only despair.

I went through so many accidents and lucks before I finally escaped from there, and I didn't think that I would return to such a place now.

"How can this be, how can this be!" Zhao Ming muttered to himself, and in an instant, he actually had a feeling that he was about to drown, as if he had sunk into Yao Chi again, and he couldn't extricate himself from his struggles.

It is not my ability to get out of the Demon Garden, and it is not my ability to escape from Witch Island.

Last time it was because of Sun Jiuyang, this time, who can be the savior?

There is no one, Zhaoming can't think of people, and a reckless character like Sun Jiuyang, it is difficult to find a second one in the world. Even Taiyi Golden Immortal can't get out, what can he do as a Xuan Immortal?

I can only struggle here, trying to live one more day, until one day I am killed and I have no choice but to die.

Zhaoming finally understood why he felt the breath of decay from this old man, and he was unable to return to the sky. How can you live numbly day by day without decaying.

This is true not only of the old man, but of all the monks he sees. This is no longer a cultivator, but a livestock, an animal that lives and dies for the pleasure of the Wu clan.

And in the near future, he will become one of them, the same numbness, the same emptiness, the same lifelessness. Wandering between being loveless and dying is better than living.

This is not the result I want, I still have too much to do, how can I end up here like this!

"I'm going out, please tell me how to get out!"

In a panic, Zhaoming disregarded his face and begged that he wanted to leave here, he must leave here.

The old man with a rotten breath shook his head: "There is no way to leave." Not to mention that there are witch guards here, even this prohibition is enough to make people sigh. That's not just what the top sanctuary does. There is also the handwriting of the high priest of the Wu clan, which is to let you break it, you can't break it, and what do you say. ”

"No, no!" Zhao Ming shouted hoarsely, shaking the iron railing vigorously. But what's the use?

"I'm going out, I'm going to get out!"

Unwilling to roar, it is difficult to determine yourself.

"What are you arguing about! Thinking that staying alive in the next battle is the right thing, do you think you can get out if you shout?" A big Luo Jin Immortal Demon Clan shouted, with a look of disdain and anger.

An immortal clan in the Golden Immortal Realm sneered: "Let him shout." It's been a long time since I've heard this kind of voice, and it's not bad to listen to it, and in a few days he will definitely not have such passion again. ”

"I must get out, I must go out!" Zhao Ming roared, punching the iron railing. The iron railings swayed slightly, and the humming sound echoed through the underground cells.

The rotten old man shook his head slightly and sighed: "Although what that person said is not good, it is true, let's think about how to live longer!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and said no more.

Without light, he seemed to merge with the stone wall, completely disappearing from Zhaoming's perception.

Zhaoming clung to the iron railing tightly and gasped for breath, he was unwilling, but helpless. Fate is so ridiculous, after a lot of hardships and painful torture, I finally decided to leave those irrelevant things and go on my own. didn't think about a mistake, but was actually sent here by the water column of Yao Pond.

This is clearly to kill oneself, show that the heart is resentful, and it is difficult to calm down.

God, Pangu, fate, I won't lose to you, I will definitely get out of here.

With a ruthless decision in his heart, Zhaoming gradually calmed his mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to breathe the true qi in his body to restore his body.

The uproar did not attract too many people's attention, although some people wondered that this newcomer demon clan had succumbed to the current situation so quickly, but they didn't pay too much attention to it.

Monks were constantly being taken out of their cages, only to be brought back a day later with scars, and the number was only one out of a hundred, and the others were no longer able to come back.

Lamentations, groans, and breaths of despair rose and fell in the underground prison, and in a short time they returned to peace.

After so many days, Zhaoming's injuries had almost completely recovered, but the condition of the meridians did not improve. The impact of that huge meteor had an indelible effect on his body, and it was impossible to recover from it by ordinary means.

Fortunately, the flame trick is magical, and with the flame pattern, there will be no major problems. It's just that the true qi rage is difficult to quell, and it is no longer possible to control the strength as well as before.

After breathing for a week, he heard a sound of footsteps, and as he got closer and closer, the two Wu clans walked to the front of Zhaoming's cage and stopped.

opened the cage and escorted Zhaoming out directly. These are the two Wu clans of the Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm, and Zhao Ming has no chance to escape at all, so he can only follow the two Wu clans without resistance.

Without asking the two witches what they were going to do, the monks who were pressed out of here had only one destination, which was the Colosseum. There is only one thing to do, and that is to survive the bloody slaughter.

Walk through the vast underground prison and up a long staircase until you reach the end. The sun was shining and it was extremely warm, which made Zhaoming suddenly remember the scene when he saw the sun for the first time.

It's also like this, being held by the people of the Wu clan. This time it was sent to the altar, this time it was sent to the slaughterhouse.

A huge ring appeared in the middle of the field, and a large number of immortals and demons were chained around.

The Colosseum is used to satisfy the Wiccan in a variety of ways, the last time it was a survival challenge, surviving the intrigue between the monster onslaught and the captivity.

This time it's a battle of life and death, one by one, until the final winner is decided. But even if you become the final victor, it doesn't mean that you have the qualifications to live, every time at this time, there will always be a leader of the Wu clan in the same realm to come to the stage and fight to the death.

After experiencing great attrition, the final victors are often severely injured and physically and mentally exhausted, not to mention all, but the vast majority of those who win are Wu clans.

All the captives had no intention of resisting and struggling, and their faces were blank, and they had completely surrendered to their fate. The only thought in my heart is to pray that I will not be sent to the ring in the first place, there are no strict rules in such a ring, it is to die one by one, so the more you go behind, the more advantage.

However, it is just a relative advantage, which does not mean that it is lucky. If the Wu clan strikes at the end, the one who survives to the end will often be even worse than the one who died in the front. In the hands of the Wics, they are not just killed, but tortured.

Seeing Zhaoming come in, suddenly a large number of witch clans began to make noise.

"See, it's that guy, the demon clan is not like the demon clan, and the demon beast is not like the demon beast. ”

"That guy won the last survival challenge?"

"It's not just a win, it's like one person killing everyone! Like a madman, I don't know what's going on!"

"I heard he wasn't caught, but flew in from the outside?"

"That's right, I don't know what happened to him, he suddenly rushed in by himself through the ban!"

"It's impossible, that prohibition has been adjusted by the High Priestess, and Yasheng can't break it, how can he be a guy in the Xuan Immortal Realm!"

"I don't know how he did it, but it's true, that's how he rushed in. ”

All kinds of discussions, Zhaoming also listened to them. Looking up at the sky, he didn't see anything, but he could feel a layer of extraordinary energy enveloping the Colosseum.

That is the prohibition of the Colosseum that these people are talking about, the arrangement of the top sub-saints, and the prohibition adjusted by the high priest of the Wu clan, which is also the prohibition that completely extinguishes the idea of escape for all the captives.

Get out, I'm going to get out!

Zhao Ming thought silently in his heart, and clenched his fist fiercely.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt a lightness in his body, and found that he had been grabbed by the neck by a witch clan beside him.

"Since so many people are excited to see you, you will be the first to play!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhaoming was thrown directly into the ring in the Colosseum.

Standing up, looking around, shouting loudly, the fanatical Wu clan, the face is like ashes, waiting for the fate of the captive, everyone can see clearly.

This has never been experienced, which made Zhaoming also feel a sense of panic, and even a little afraid.

"Bang!" The sound of iron falling to the ground, goodbye to an immortal clan in the Xuan Immortal Realm being thrown into the ring by the Wu Clan.

Before he landed, this immortal clan had already urged the true qi of the whole body, blowing his clothes, and hunting. The decadent, wooden, and dazed appearance that seemed to be unclear of what to do before was swept away, and there was even more hatred between the eyebrows. There was murder in his eyes, as if Zhaoming in front of him was his enemy.

This sudden change made Zhaoming stunned and lost his mind for a while.

And at this moment of distraction, the immortal clan pinched the sword trick in his hand, and turned into a sword qi that had already hit Zhaoming's chest. (To be continued......)