Chapter 1942 (1/2)
”Well, there are only 350 places left! I'll give you a quarter of an hour to decide for yourself
”In a quarter of an hour, if you can't make a decision, then we will help you to make the decision ourselves!”
Zhou Xiao's voice is very cold.
After hearing this, the warriors suddenly trembled.
There are only one thousand left after entering the three thousand martial arts!
This is the first test!
Only a third of the survival rate!
Dead, up to two-thirds!
Those who have two thousand martial arts will die!
Otherwise, the flame hole can not really open!
Those who had just come in to watch the martial arts, at this time in their hearts, have already regretted!
Escape!
Some martial artists, in the mind, came up with this idea again.
However, the idea only emerged in less than a tenth of a second.
It was rejected by them.
Just now, several martial artists wanted to turn around and leave through the light door. It can be said that there is no spirit, no residue!
Among those martial artists, there are strong ones in the Seven Realms of heaven!
These people have not reached this level and strength!
If they touch the light gate and big array, I'm afraid they will not even produce blood fog and become nothing directly!
”I'm proud to join these promotion lists!”
All of them, in their hearts, had these thoughts.
This is the only way to get a third of the lifetime survival rate!
however.
They had just come up with the idea, before they could speak.
Among the warriors behind Gelao, one of the warriors in the dual realm of heaven and Taoism opened his mouth.
”Mr. Gelao, you just said that you want 100 places, but we have already exceeded 300, this...”
The warrior said in a trembling voice.
There was a heavy smile on Gelao's face.
”I forgot to tell you that my 100 places are full!”
Gelao's voice, with a kind of evil smile.
The warrior's eyes widened.
”Childe Gelao, you accepted our present at the beginning, and said that you could guarantee us to come in!”
”How can you break your word like that?”
The warrior was angry.
Brush!
Gelao's eyes, as if launched a sharp light knife that cut everything apart, instantly, through the heart of the warrior.
The warrior didn't even have time to react.
His heart was broken.
Moreover, there are countless tearing, gray, destructive real power, which ravages the infinite and destroys his meridians one by one.
The warrior, not dead.
His eyes, he could see things, his ears, he could hear things, even his skin, he could feel the heat outside.
But he knew he was dead.
Walking on the road of death.
Maybe, just a few seconds.
He even felt strangely that his soul was in a state of collapse.
”I just promised to take you into the battle.”
”If you dare to question me, I will kill you without mercy.”
Gelao's voice, like a faint snake from the nine nether regions, penetrates the space and makes people feel cold.
The next moment.
Geller, reach out and sweep.
Ninety nine points of light fell on the 300 people behind him.
Of course, only 99 people have this light spot.
The rest, which means, is not in the quota left by Geller.
Those warriors are very sad and angry!