Chapter 331 The Third Floor of the Arena (Part 2)

roulette of combat skills.

"It looks like the reward is very rich." Thinking of the strange-faced Czech, Yan Xiu showed no sign of it on his face. After restraining it slightly, he seemed to be quite fascinated.

"This is all empty. Apart from the right to enter the primary training room and the low-level combat skills of the emperor level, almost all the undead in the third floor are not favored. You can imagine how rich their wealth will be." Carlot shook his head gently and said meaningfully.

"You mean?" Yan Xiu's pupils flashed with fire, and a murderous intent passed by.

"Get in!" Karlot saw Yan Xiu's expression and knew that he understood his meaning. He didn't say much at the moment, stretched out his arm and pointed it at Yan Xiudao.

"squeak……"

After Yan Xiu looked at Carlot deeply, he did not hesitate. He waved his bone hand and gently placed it on the golden door, pushed it slightly, and walked slowly in.

"The eleventh level of the golden skeleton enters the third level of the 'Gallery Stadium'. This is something that has never happened before. I hope this little skeleton can come out in three years."

Carlott watched Yan Xiu strode in. His pair of eyes, slightly vicissitudes of life, had a trace of inexplicable emotions. After saying this, he turned around and left without stopping.

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"Is this the third floor of the 'Gallery Arena'?"

Pushing open the huge door, Yan Xiu was in a long, dark and depressing passage. After more than ten minutes, Yan Xiu stepped out of the passage. At this time, the scenery on the third floor finally opened a corner for Yan Xiu.

Standing at the entrance of the passage, Yan Xiu leaned over and looked at the hexagonal star-shaped "town" under him.

In the ‘towns’, there are a very planned ring with one ring. The distance between each ring seems to be constant, with a strange and neat arrangement. When you lean down, you will see a very magnificent picture.

In addition to the ring, there are many buildings in this "town". However, what is surprising is that the shape of each building here is surprisingly consistent. None of them are all hexagonal stars. On the streets, there are no dead spirits of different shapes, with few leisurely appearances. This scene reminded Yan Xiumu vaguely. In the past, he seemed to have been in a city with extremely tense rhythm of life, and a sense of inexplicable intimacy arose in his heart.

What made Yan Xiu even more shocked was that in this "town", there were red plants with the same vitality, and the hexagonal star-shaped buildings, the hurried undead on the streets, and the square, scattered and some fighting arenas, complementing each other, forming a picture of the "town" that exudes the same vitality.

"This is where I'm going to stay for three years? It doesn't seem like a bad thing!"

Yan Xiu never thought about what kind of scenery there would be in this gloomy underworld, and he would not even think about the scenery on the third floor of the "Gallery Arena" that would be so strange and fascinating, especially Yan Xiu, a spirit with a human aesthetic. After saying a light sound, he jumped and jumped towards the "town" thousands of meters below.

If an ordinary person jumps down at a height of thousands of meters, he will definitely die. Even if there is a space formation here with less gravity, there will be no surprise.

However, ordinary people are ordinary people, and Yan Xiu is Yan Xiu. Although he cannot jump up at a height of thousands of meters, he still has countless ways to save his life if he wants to jump down.

I saw that Yan Xiu had fallen for a while, only a few hundred meters away from the "town".

"Step!"

Yan Xiu's figure was strangely distorted, and the next moment he was standing in this "town" calmly. However, he appeared suddenly, and it really scared the undead beside him.

"This 'instant step' is indeed not just that simple. Now I have fully understood its first level. Next, if I have time, I can try to study the 'ghost painting talisman' behind the 'instant step'." On the ground, Yan Xiu sighed lightly in his heart, sighing that he had picked up the treasure.

"Where did the skeleton come from? Get over here!" However, at this moment, a violent voice suddenly came out.

When Yan Xiu heard this, his eyes flashed with cold light and slowly turned around.

But I saw that the person who made the sound was actually a zombie of the 14th level of crystal.

However, this guy is not an easy existence. Although he is only at the 14th level of crystal, his aura is not much weaker than the zombie Ling Po that Yan Xiu encountered before.

Yan Xiu and the others were standing on the street at this time, with some dead souls who were already in a hurry beside them. When they saw this scene, a large part of them stopped and looked at the scene with a slight joking look.

Now, it is the moment of changing every three years in the third floor of the "Gallery Arena". During this period, some people who have reached the "Top 100 List" or have already left. With three years of continuous friction, a group of undead have died. Now, the existence of the "Gallery Arena" is still new. Except for a few people who are usually new to Yan Xiu, the remaining majority are old fried dough sticks who have been here for more than three years. They should have been accustomed to this kind of provocation, but because of Yan Xiu's existence, most of them waste their time extravagantly and stop to watch. The reason why the zombie provoked Yan Xiu was largely due to this.

Because the eyesight of these old foxes is not covered, Yan Xiu's cultivation is only at the eleventh level of the golden, and it cannot be concealed by any existence present.

As an existence that has been in the "Gallery Arena" for a long time, it is naturally clear that such an existence must not be an ordinary undead if it can enter the third level of the "Gallery Arena". Most of the existences will not be stingy with the understanding of such undead. After all, all existences on the third level of this "Gallery Arena" are all competitors. For an existence that may threaten itself, no undead will not pay attention to it.

"What do you think?" A black warrior who looked very ordinary among the dead souls stopped and looked at a skeleton beside him.

The skeleton shook his head slightly, looked at Yan Xiu lightly, and seemed to have a scrutiny attitude in his pupil fire, including it.

Seeing this, the black warrior didn't say much, and looked at the confrontation between Yan Xiu and the zombie.

"Can anyone tell me that I can kill him here?" Yan Xiu's voice finally rang slowly.

As soon as Yan Xiu said this, the zombie opposite him had a slightly crystal-colored corpse face instantly became colder, and a violent murderous intent surged out wildly, blasting Yan Xiu.

The murderous aura was strong, and the undead who had just entered the next to him was frightened to make his bones tremble. However, for Yan Xiu, who was hard and murderous intent on the front, everything seemed to be just a cloud, and it could not move Yan Xiu at all.

"Interesting, skeleton, I can tell you that you can't kill him here, but you can teach him a little lesson." The black warrior said with interest.

As soon as these words were said, he was exposed to the streets. In the eyes of most undead people, the moment they saw this black warrior, all the undead people who had been here for three years had a little more unnatural expression.

"Oh? Thanks!"

Yan Xiu did not notice the expressions of the undead. After hearing the words of the black warrior, Yan Xiu's bone teeth cracked slightly, revealing a cold smile. He slowly bent down and placed the little guy and the "Chili Eagle" who were still sleeping on the ground. Afterwards, he stood up, with his pupils fire, like a lion looking down at the sheep's eyes, "If you leave all your property now, I can't take action against you!"

"You...you..." The zombie was stared at by Yan Xiu with such eyes, and he felt a sense of shock and anger. He was not an idiot. The reason he provoked Yan Xiu before was because of his strength. He was only a mere eleventh level of golden. No matter how powerful the combat power was, he could not win him back. But now, seeing Yan Xiu's pair of pupil fires that looked down at him, the courage in his heart couldn't help but feel scared.

When the undead on the street saw this scene, their pupil fires could not help but feel a little solemn. After all, Yan Xiu's performance was too strange. Looking down completely, it seemed that in his eyes, the zombies were not much better than first-level skeletons.

"Forget it, I'll take it myself!"

Yan Xiu saw the timidness flashing across the zombie's face and said disdainfully.

"Step!"

The next moment, Yan Xiu's skeleton flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"No! The Nether Flame Explosion!"

As soon as Yan Xiu's skeleton disappeared, the zombie had already reacted. After all, he had been in the third level of this "Gallery Arena" for three years. No matter how weak it is, there is always combat experience. So, as soon as he took action, he almost had already realized the peak of the inferior combat skill of the highest level - Mingyan Explosion.

For a moment, incomparable violent aura suddenly surged out of the zombie's body, turning into a faint white flame that spread out from the sky, sweeping across the world.

"What a skillful combat skill and a sensitive combat intuition. It seems that no one in the third level of this 'Gallery Stadium' should be underestimated."

Yan Xiu's figure appeared strangely behind the zombie when the white flames surged. After a pair of pupil fire flashed slightly, he wiped the bone hand and grabbed the bone knife. He raised his hand and fell to the zombie.

"Draw the knife and cut off the water!"

In an instant, a purple-green sword light flashed by, and the faint white flame was easily cut open by the sword light.

Afterwards, another sword light flashed by.
Chapter completed!