The sky is clear and green, the clouds are not stained, the distant mountains are dark, and the gentle wind brings warmth.

A golden sun is embedded in the blue sky, and a white cloud is like a lonely sail on the blue sea floating in the clear sky.

Dead, the black and strong man died so easily.

After thunder tribulation, the demon body becomes a great success and the demon fairy is just a blink of an eye.

Unfortunately, everything was empty and he died.

Without any resistance, he died tragically under this curse.

A pile of thick white bones piled up intact beside Yang Qifeng, and a breeze blew by.

The bones shattered and drifted in the wind, like dandelions in the wind, sprinkling everywhere, not knowing where they drifted.

Just when he was proud of his youth and his spirit was so energetic that he died, and his dead body would never be restored.

Even what was terrifying was that even his soul did not escape, and he was torn to pieces by the black gas and his soul was scattered.

He was cold inside. Although the black and strong man was his enemy, he tried to kill him just now, when the black and strong man died, Yang Qifeng was inevitably sad in his heart.

"Six, six, five, seventeen o'clock," Yang Qifeng sat firmly on the Huo Qilin, looking at the snake demon, and throwing points.

Obviously, the death of the black and strong man still had an impact on the snake demon. He did not dare to be in the same grid as Yang Qifeng.

Once, then again, the snake demon twisted his lower body, and the slender snake tail twisted back and forth on the ground.

The speed was not slow, and in the blink of an eye, he came behind Yang Qifeng.

The expression is solemn, making people unable to guess what is in their hearts.

But Yang Qifeng knew that the snake demon at this moment was still quite nervous.

In one second, two seconds, three seconds, everyone watching the snake demon did not notice any changes in the snake demon, and they all felt relieved.

Many people, standing at the starting point, showed joy on their faces.

The death of the black and strong man just now brought a lot of pressure to them. Now that the snake demon is safe, everyone is relieved.

With Jin Ying's arrangement, people who were able to come to the Buddha Emperor Cave Heaven had all heard of the Buddha Emperor Cave Heaven.

Although the rules of the Buddha Emperor Cave Heaven have changed now, he has not changed in this rule from the beginning to the end.

It is obvious that Yang Qifeng noticed something. Although most people are not very good, they have a variety of points to throw dice, but many people, like snake monsters, throw extremely accurately.

This made Yang Qifeng feel the pressure. Yang Qifeng was not sure about the specific points that the dice could throw. These three six points were just that he was lucky, but it was not that Yang Qifeng had such ability.

With a pair of eyes staring at the throwing dice with bright eyes, Yang Qifeng wanted to find out the rules of throwing dice in this limited time. The best way to control the strength and how to throw it is.

Analyze it quickly in your heart, but everything is futile.

If the dice throwing rules are so easy to analyze, then there is no need for snake demons and others to prepare carefully.

"ah!"

With a scream, someone triggered the trap again and died tragically on the spot.

Looking behind him, Yang Qifeng looked at the people standing from the starting point. He could feel their embarrassment, because even if he encountered this situation himself, he would feel the same.

Three dice, eighteen points, and now sixteen grids are all occupied.

The remaining two grids are not empty, but because the trap was triggered there, and the people located there have been killed.

The empty grid, the screams just now, were still in my ears, and I didn't dare to step on.

Following the footsteps, the chances of dying of greed are very high.

The two empty grids are not good, there are already people in other places, and the scene of the black and strong man is still vivid in my mind.

This put the later people in a dilemma.

I only resent the dice, the points are too small.

The maximum is only eighteen o'clock, and only about one-third of the people throwing dice at this moment.

There were still two-thirds of them no one threw them. Seeing this, Yang Qifeng felt heavy.

A fight is inevitable.

This game is extremely cruel.

The remaining survivors and those who can continue moving forward are at most eighteen.

You know, this is the first round, and most of them were eliminated, leaving some left.

When the golden Buddha light flashed, the woman in red robe stood up.

The woman in red robe looked ahead coldly, extremely cold and beautiful.

The red sleeves robe fluttered, waving in the wind, and looked like a fairy.

The dice rotates for a long time, stopping.

Three five, fifteen o'clock!

The woman in a red robe moved her lotus steps and came gracefully.

Among the fifteenth grid, there is a monk.

The monk was loyal and kind, with sadness, with fleshy hair on his head, sitting cross-legged, holding rosary beads in his hands.

His eyes stopped and there was no movement.

Suddenly, a string of Buddhist beads was thrown out of his hand.

Buddhist beads are in strings, shining with light, and they are combined together like a large formation.

Amitabha!

The sounds of Buddha came from it, spreading across the world and transcending the other shore.

The sword light lit up, and a long sword as thin as a cicada's wings drew a graceful arc in the sky, like a stunning geese passing through the water, or like a peacock spreading its tail, so beautiful that it makes people suffocate.

The beauty is like a painting, and the sword energy is like a rainbow!

The speed of the sword light is still above the Buddhist beads, and the various great powers of heaven and earth mobilize,

Crack, the sword light does not dodge or dodge, and it is straight and defeats the Buddhist beads head-on.

The Buddhist beads were shattered and the magic weapon was directly shattered.

A blood mark reflected on the fleshy temples.

The monk's eyes were dull and his hands were hanging down, but he still maintained a sitting position, but his body became colder.

He stood with his sword in his arms, and the woman in red robe stared coldly at the surroundings.

What a cruel sword, and the soul was directly destroyed. He was cruel and ruthless, and he even didn't let go of his soul.

Disasters are not as good as the soul and do not leave a glimmer of life. Such an absolute, even if the cause and effect are cut off, it is a profound karma and will suffer a great disaster in the future.

Yang Qifeng was greatly influenced by the Qianlan Demon God. His ideas were all about how to live forever, rather than the heroic spirit of romance across the world.

The monk is very strong and has no power to resist.

It is invincible, just like a strong man in black, Yang Qifeng is no match at all.

This is also known as the Buddha Emperor, but he has no shelter for his own family and died tragically.

After the woman in red robe, the people who followed her rolled dice one by one.

A fierce battle also appeared.

Some people, who touched the trap, died immediately, but some of them died of fierce battles with people in the original grid.

As time passed by bit by bit, most of the people in the original grid had been replaced.

When there were only two people left in the end, it was finally the turn of this eye-catching Wanchu.

Wan Chu's eyes were bright, staring at Yang Qifeng and rolling dice made Yang Qifeng nervous.

It's obvious that Wanchu has already taken a fancy to his position.
Chapter completed!