This sudden sound made everyone startled. All the figures who were about to pounce into the hole suddenly stared at the hole with extremely horrified eyes.
There is someone in the cave!
I don’t know how long this treasure house has existed. Even for the discoverer and founder of Fairy Island, almost a thousand years have passed since then. This treasure house has never been opened. How could someone’s voice come out!
Shocked, everyone was deeply shocked.
The servants who had reached an agreement looked at each other with extremely surprised and hesitant expressions on their faces. For a moment, they did not even dare to take a step forward and rush in.
The eyes of Cang Lang and others flickered, and after experiencing a super shocking moment, their eyes involuntarily turned to Reg.
Destined person, doesn’t he refer to Reg?
When Reg heard this voice, his heart felt as if he was struck by a huge thunder. Although the voice did not name anyone, he was very sure that the person calling him was him.
He knew at all that he would not be absorbed by the magic circle!
He was sure of everything!
What is his purpose? If this voice is Lord Potian, then is it just to wait for him that he has prepared so many mechanisms?
Although Reg's hands were on the ground, when these saint-level experts focused their attention on Reg, they immediately noticed the surprise in Reg's hands.
Canglang shouted in a deep voice: "Lege, you are not attracted!"
Rodgar also looked at Reg with great surprise: "Reg, what's going on?"
Reg knew that he could no longer hide it at this time. With complicated emotions, he slowly retracted his hands and looked at the other eighteen saint-level experts who were still tightly attached to the magic circle. He looked at Canglang and Luo
Degas and others smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on..."
Reg really didn't know what was going on, but the way the people around him looked at Reg had completely changed.
In this kind of competition, there is no right or wrong, no justice and evil, there is only one principle. Anyone who hinders you from winning the treasure is your enemy!
At this time, Reg was the only one among the saint-level experts who could move freely. Naturally, at this moment, he became everyone's enemy.
The eyes of this group of saint-level experts looked at Reg with unabashed hostility, but when Reg looked back, these people's eyes flickered, and they did not dare to look directly at Reg.
Reg suddenly remembered a question. So far, he is the only saint-level strongman who can move. The hands of other saint-level strongmen are tightly attached to the magic circle, and the fighting spirit and magic power on their bodies are still flowing.
...In other words, I am already the strongest among those who can move here!
If you want to kill these people, it is definitely possible!
Perhaps these saint-level experts had thought of this problem. Although they were filled with hatred, they did not dare to show their hostility in front of Reg. No one knew whether he would kill him directly in anger.
Get rid of it.
Reg hesitated for a moment, but still did not decide to do this. Firstly, he had no enmity with these strong men, and secondly, they were already restrained and could not threaten him, so he did not need to kill them.
In addition to these two reasons, there is a third reason, and that is the person in this treasure house.
Regardless of whether he is Lord Potian or not, Reg is sure that the other party is a strong man with great abilities. This great ability naturally refers to far surpassing the group of saint-level powerful men trapped in the magic circle outside. Otherwise, he
It is impossible to design this treasure house and stifle these saint-level experts who want to enter for hundreds of years, or even longer, leaving them to wait obediently outside.
Since the other party is waiting for me and can arrange such strict measures, then he must not let himself be killed easily by others.
Perhaps, restraining these saint-level experts was part of his preparation for his own safety.
Taking a deep breath, Reg stepped towards the door. The moment Reg took his steps, someone among the remaining servants suddenly shouted: "Kill him first!"
Several servants had almost crazy looks in their eyes, nodded at the same time, and rushed towards Reg.
The fighting spirit on Reg's body suddenly rose like a flame. The blazing fighting spirit flame was so fierce that it seemed to completely burn the surrounding space.
Reg's eyes fell on these servants, and he could clearly perceive the strength of these people in an instant. There were three emperors and four kings. Reg was a little surprised at the strength of these servants.
They are all so powerful. This Fairy Island is indeed the place where the strongest people in the entire continent gather.
After thinking about it, Reg didn't stop holding his hand. He raised his wrist and tapped the air a few times.
With every click, a spiral ice shuttle quickly formed in his hand and shot out instantly, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and flew towards the seven powerful servants who were rushing towards him.
The whistle of the ice shuttle was like the cry of the soul, with a sound that made people's teeth sore, like a poisonous snake that bites people, like the sickle wielded by the god of death. When the seven servants saw it, they were startled at the same time, and they used various methods one after another.
Want to avoid or block the ice shuttle.
However, at this moment, Reg suddenly opened his mouth and suddenly let out a sharp ripple sound.
The power of the sound fighting skills emitted by the saint-level experts is no less than ten times, or even a hundred times greater than the power emitted before. The huge energy bombardment made explosive sounds in the entire air. It was densely packed and the sound was low, but it was powerful.
Complete.
The servants were hit by the ripple sound at the same time. Each one was like being struck by lightning. The eyes, ears, mouths and noses of several weaker king-level experts suddenly spattered with blood. Even the three emperor-level experts were all struck by lightning.
His face was as pale as paper, his dodge or block movements were immediately accurate, and all seven ice shuttles hit the target immediately.
Some hit the thighs, some caused deep blood grooves, some penetrated the lower abdomen, and some penetrated the shoulders. The huge fighting spirit also had the effect of exploding, causing these strong servants to suffer heavy injuries at the same time.
This was the first time that Leige fought with someone since he was promoted to the Saint level. The power of his attack even shocked him. Although he knew that the Saint level was not the King level at all, let alone the King level, it was just
But I never expected that the gap would be so terrifying.
Although none of the seven powerful servants died, they were all injured, and the most serious ones were already near death.
Even those saint-level strongmen who were adsorbed on the magic circle couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they saw the power of Lege's attack. It seemed that this young saint-level strongman not only soared in strength, but also in heart.
He is fierce enough, and he is very experienced in the combination and use of various fighting skills. Gengcai's sound fighting skills are performed at the right time.
Reg glanced at the seven injured people, turned around and walked towards the door again, walking calmly.
Cang Lang and others could only watch as Reg walked helplessly through the door, walked into the treasure house, and then disappeared into the corridor.
Cang Lang's eyes were fixed on the door, his eyes filled with unconcealed resentment. He never expected that he and others had been waiting for Fairy Island for so long, and that this kid Reg had just been here for a day, and he directly
Entered the treasure house.
Aren’t you and others making wedding clothes for others?
The seven injured servants looked at each other. Except for the two who were seriously injured and could no longer move, the other five started at the same time and rushed towards the passage. No matter what, the door was already open. If you didn't go in, you would really be sorry for yourself.
.
Zhuyue's elegant face also had a hint of ashen. He stared at Canglang next to him and said, "What should we do? What the hell kind of magic circle is this? It can actually trap eighteen of us saint-level experts at the same time?"
There was an unconcealable fear deep in Cang Lang's eyes. This fear was an involuntary emotion towards the owner of that treasure house.
It seems that everything has fallen into the opponent's plan... "Not only are I trapped, my fighting spirit is still draining away. Everyone, please think of a way. If this continues, we will have to lose our strength and die."
Canglang turned his head, looked at Rodgar and asked: "Is there anything you can do?"
Rodgar shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Unless you use your martial arts and self-destruct your arms, you may be able to escape this huge adsorption force, but if you self-destruct your arms, we can't compete with Reg for anything..."
Self-destruction of both arms?
This is indeed a way, but it is a pity that even though these saint-level powerhouses are all heroes, they are still unwilling to do it. After all, everything is still unclear now, and the end is not yet reached. If they really self-destruct
If you lose your arms, you will become a disabled person from now on. No matter how strong you are, what else can you do?
Canglang stared at the dark door and asked in a deep voice: "How can there be any living people inside? This place has never been opened. Can anyone live for that long?"
Po Jun next to him suddenly said: "Lege's teacher lived for seven to eight hundred years. What's more, since the people here said that the treasure house can leave something that allows people to have eternal life, then the person who left this thing also
He is the builder of this treasure house, and he must be a strong man with eternal life. Otherwise, why doesn't he enjoy that possible thing for himself?"
Canglang's face turned slightly pale. No matter how arrogant they were or how they came to this world, they had lived here for hundreds of years, come into contact with those incomparably magical things, and felt the all-powerful nature of the original owner here.
The power of the earth, and then think about the fact that this person may be down there now, how can you not be frightened?
Reg walked down the passage step by step, and the discussions of many strong men behind him also reached his ears, but he ignored it. At this point, there is no other way, no matter what, he has to
Let’s find out.
As for the saint-level powerhouses outside, we will talk about them later.
After Reg walked diagonally down the passage for dozens of meters, he suddenly stopped. Looking at a green light curtain in front of him, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Reg's mouth.
This green light curtain that completely sealed the entire passage was very familiar to Reg. He had seen it once in the labyrinth guarded by the Dragon Clan, and even took out a green bead from it.
Unexpectedly, there is also a green light curtain here.
I'm afraid that with this green light curtain, no one from outside, including those saint-level experts, can come in.