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Chapter 169 The Arena

"Even such things come out to join in the fun?"

Looking at the incomplete star bodies wrapped in the blood-red nebula, Lu Shenliang couldn't help but sneer.

"What is this?" Wang Li was depressed. He couldn't see clearly what this thing was. As a result, Lu Shenliang already knew what this was. It was simply, and he felt that he was too incomplete.

"The starry sky arena in the old era." Lu Shenliang said: "The old era creators paid live entertainment projects, but whenever there are powerful gladiators, we can't help but pay to watch live broadcasts when we are fine."

Wang Li immediately understood, "There is actually a starry sky arena that has been completely preserved?"

"Where is it complete?" Lu Shenliang pointed at the star body in the nebula. "It is all broken, it is like a watermelon being gnawed to the point of only half of it."

Wang Li suddenly became more and more depressed, "Senior sister, I don't know what it originally looked like. I thought you liked watching this battle-breaking fight scene in the live broadcast back then. Why, what do you mean? It wasn't like this originally.

The battle is damaged by the wind?"

Lu Shenliang said unanimously: "There are many starry sky arenas in the old era. This starry sky arena wrapped in blood-red nebula is called the Blood-colored Killing Field. It is also one of the three largest starry sky arenas. Its original appearance is a huge

The semicircle is a sphere at the bottom and a hilly landform above. The remaining body is probably one tenth of the size of that year."

"So big?" Wang Li rolled his eyes wildly.

At this time, the residual bodies wrapped in the blood-colored nebula were much larger than the realm of the Yilei Mountain. He estimated that he would dig up the entire Yilei Mountain and throw it to such a high altitude. They would be much smaller than the incomplete star body.

According to Lu Shenliang, how big should the starry sky arena at that time?

However, no matter how much he complains, he can understand it. Both sides of the Starry Sky Ghost Festival are powerful at the demon level. The power of those genetic beasts destroys the world, and some of them are extremely large. Originally, the Starry Sky Ghost Festival was afraid that these things would work.

The main world causes damage and is set in the airspace, so it is indeed necessary to have such a vast area to buffer the power generated by their combat.

"Then isn't this starry sky strife controlled by the Ellie family?" He looked at Lu Shenliang and said, "Did Ellie suffer such a great loss in the hands of the Three Saints, and dare to come out to join in the fun now?"

"This may have nothing to do with the creator." Before Lu Shenliang could answer, Xin Ming's voice sounded.

"Do you know again?" Wang Li looked at Xin Ming and was speechless.

Xin Ming looked at Wang Li's defeated appearance and couldn't help but smile and said, "There is no way to do this, because this blood-colored killing scene has always been the territory of our Miluo Dojo, but our Miluo Dojo is not called it.

The blood-colored killing field is called the alien killing field."

"Is it controlled by your Mira Dojo?" Wang Li was stunned.

Xin Ming nodded and said, "Our Miluo Dojo has a teleportation array that directly leads to this alien killing field. For our monks in Miluo Dojo, this is a desperate exile place. Any monks in Miluo Dojo who make major mistakes

They will be thrown into this alien killing field for trial. They will not be released unless they can last for three years. Unfortunately, so far, there is no monk who has lasted for three years."

"Isn't that a slaughterhouse?" Wang Li said: "What else is the exile place?"

Xin Ming was about to respond, but Ling Qi looked at him and said, "Actually, what he said is not exactly accurate. In fact, there is not a monk who can last for three years. There is still one in the history of our Miluo Temple.

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Xin Ming was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said, "What you said is right, if you count the Saint Mira."

"Saint of Mira?" Wang Liqi said: "What, has he been thrown into this blood-colored killing field?"

"He is the discoverer." Ling Qi didn't want Xin Ming to talk nonsense, he replied directly: "This alien killing field was discovered before he became the Saint. After he entered the exploration, he was trapped for several years.

I found the control method, and after returning to the Mira Dojo, I set up the teleportation array and set this alien killing field as the exile place of our Mira Dojo."

"Then this blood-colored killing field is already incomplete as the starry sky arena. What terrible things are there inside? How come there are not even one of your exiles in the Miro Dojo for three years?" He Lingxiu

I couldn't help asking.

She felt that Wang Li's focus was a bit strange, and for a monk like her from the righteous path and the Xuanmen, she knew very well that the monks in the Miluo Temple, especially some high-level monks, were far from comparable to those of other sects, who were far from comparable to those of high-level monks in other sects.

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All these high-level monks are very capable, especially every monk in the Mira Temple is not a theoretical school, but a practical school. It is difficult for her to understand why there is not even a single one who has lasted for three years in such a place.

"There are several reasons." Xin Ming was about to speak, but Ling Qi was already in front of him and said concisely: "It may be from some bloodlines of the genetic beasts in the arena that year. There are many strange monsters in this killing field.

, Moreover, these monsters often mutate because their strength is very powerful, and their abilities are constantly changing, so when facing them, it is difficult for monks to learn useful experience from the deaths of monks before, and they can only adapt to the situation.

Especially these monsters have extremely high IQs. In addition, there are two important reasons. One is that the power of the domain in this blood-colored killing field is very strange. Sometimes many areas of it will become no matter what.

Neither monk nor monster can survive, so often they cannot hide, and they will be forced to fight in a certain area. Another point is that the source of spiritual energy of monks here is also very scarce, and they can only obtain demon crystals by killing monsters, or

It is to use some unique magic weapons to collect the vitality of stars."

"Your Miluo Temple, whether you are trialing or exiling over the years, have thrown your disciples into some desperate situations, but according to the speculations of the rest of our sects, your Miluo Temple has always thrown you into these places.

You have to explore and obtain valuable things inside." Yan Yan hesitated for a moment, looked at Ling Qi and asked, "The Miluo Temple throws the disciples who have made mistakes into this blood-colored killing field. Is there any such consideration?"

"It must be." Ling Qi nodded with great certainty and said, "But we don't know what exactly Miluo Dojo wants to get from the Blood-colored Killing Field, because we are not at Miluo Dojo."

"So according to your guess, if this thing is controlled by your Miluo Dojo, your Miluo Dojo will bring it from the sky and bring it all together. What special function does it have?" He Lingxiu frowned and said: "

Can you attract it as a whole, but can't you fully know the secrets inside it? Even the Saint Mira himself can't?"


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