The sudden sound shocked everyone. Everyone was about to pounce on the hole, and suddenly, they stared at the hole with extremely horrifying eyes.

There is someone in the cave!

I don’t know how long this treasure house has existed. Even the discoverer and creator of Fairy Spirit Island has almost been around for a thousand years since then. This treasure house has never been opened. How could anyone’s voice come out!

Shocked, everyone was deeply shocked.

The servants who had reached the agreement looked at each other with great surprise and hesitation on their faces. They didn't dare to take a step and rush into it for a moment.

Canglang and others' eyes flashed. After experiencing a super shocking moment, their eyes turned to Reg.

A destined person, doesn't he mean Reg?

When Regg heard the sound, his heart felt like he was hit by a huge thunder. Although the sound did not name it, he was sure that the other party was calling him.

He knew at all that he would not be attracted by the magic array!

He is accurate in everything!

What exactly is he for? If this voice is Venerable Potian, then he has prepared so many mechanisms, is he just waiting for himself?

Although Regg's hands were placed on the ground, when these Saint-level powerhouses focused on Regg's body, they immediately noticed the surprise of Regg's hands.

Canglang shouted in a deep voice: "Regg, you are not attracted!"

Rodgar also looked at Reg incredibly surprised: "Regg, what's going on?"

Regg knew that he could never hide it at this time. With a complicated mood, he slowly withdrew his hands, looked at the other eighteen Saint-level powerhouses who were still tightly attached to the magic circle, looked at Canglang, Rodgar and others and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on..."

Reg really didn't know what was going on, but the eyes of the people around him had changed when they looked at Reg.

In this kind of competition, there is no right or wrong, no justice or evil, only one principle, and all those who hinder themselves from seizing treasures are enemies!

Reg was the only one among the Saint-level powerhouses who were free to move, so naturally, he became everyone's enemy in this moment.

The group of Saint-level powerhouses looked at Reg without any concealment and were full of hostility, but when Reg looked back, the eyes of these people flashed a little, and they did not dare to look at Reg directly.

Reg suddenly remembered a question. So far, he is the only Saint-level powerhouse able to move. The hands of other Saint-level powerhouses are tightly absorbed on the magic circle, and the fighting spirit on his body is still flowing...

In other words, I am already the strongest among the people who can move here!

If you want to kill these people, it is definitely feasible!

Perhaps these Saint-level powerhouses thought of this problem. Although they were very hated, they did not dare to let their hostility be displayed in front of Regg. No one knew whether he would kill him directly in anger.

Regg hesitated for a moment, but still did not decide to do so. First, he had no grudges and grudges with these strong men, and second, they were already bound and could not threaten themselves, so there was no need to kill them.

In addition to these two reasons, there is another third reason, that is the person in this treasure house.

Regardless of whether he is the Venerable Potian or not, Regg is sure that the other party is a strong man with great ability. This great ability naturally refers to a group of holy-level strong men trapped in the magic circle outside. Otherwise, he would not have designed this treasure house, which would have stumped these holy-level strong men who wanted to enter for hundreds of years, or even longer, so that they could only wait outside obediently.

Since the other party is waiting for him and can arrange such strict measures, he probably won't let him be killed easily by others.

Perhaps, binding these Saint-level powerhouses is some preparations he made for his own safety.

Taking a deep breath, Regg walked towards the gate. Just as Regg took a step, someone among the remaining servants suddenly shouted: "Let's work together to kill him first!"

A nearly crazy look appeared in the eyes of several servants, and nodded at the same time, rushed towards Reg.

The fighting spirit on the body suddenly rose like a flame. The blazing fighting spirit flame was so fierce that it was about to completely burn the surrounding space.

Regg's eyes fell on these servants, but he could perceive the strength of these people in an instant. Three emperors and four kings. Regg was a little surprised. The strength of these servants was so powerful. This Fairy Island was indeed the place where the strongest people in the entire continent gathered.

After thinking about it, Reg didn't stop in his hand, raised his wrist and gently pointed it into the air.

At every click, a spiral ice shuttle suddenly formed on his hand and shot out instantly, flew towards the seven servants who were rushing towards him with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The roar of the ice shuttle was like a soul sobbing, with a sound that made people's teeth sore, like a poisonous snake that devoured people, like a sickle waving by the god of death. When the seven servants saw it, they were shocked at the same time, and used various means to avoid or stop the ice shuttle.

However, at this moment, Reg suddenly opened his mouth and suddenly let out a sharp sound of fighting skills and ripple sound.

The sound fighting technique emitted by the Saint-level powerhouse is no less than ten times or even a hundred times greater than the power emitted before. With huge energy bombardment, the entire air made a bursting sound, dense, and low, but full of power.

The servants were hit by the ripple sound at the same time, as if they were struck by lightning. Several weak king-level strong men suddenly splashed blood from their eyes, ears, mouths and noses. Even the three emperor-level strong men were all pale as paper, and their dodging or blocking actions were immediately accurate. The seven ice shuttles immediately hit the target.

Some shot into the thighs, some rubbed deep blood grooves, some penetrated through the lower abdomen, and some penetrated through the shoulders. The huge fighting spirit also had an explosive effect, causing these strong servants to suffer severe damage at the same time.

This was the first time that Reg had fought with a man since he was promoted to a Saint-level powerhouse. Even he was shocked by the power of his attack. Although he knew that the Saint-level was not the Emperor-level at all, and even more so that it could be compared with the King-level, he didn't expect that the difference would be so terrifying.

Although none of the seven strong servants died, they were injured, and the worst was in the state of dying.

Even those Saint-level powerhouses who were attracted to the magic circle couldn't help but feel trembling when they saw the might of Reg's attack. It seemed that this young Saint-level powerhouse not only soared rapidly, but was strong enough, but also had great experience in the combination of various fighting skills, and the time was to display the sound fighting skills.

Regg glanced at the seven people who were injured, turned around and walked towards the gate again, calmly walking.

Canglang and others could only watch Reg walk into the gate, into the treasure house, and then disappear into the aisle.

Canglang's eyes stared at the gate, his eyes full of resentment that could not be concealed. He had never expected that he had been waiting for Xianling Island for so long, and the boy Reg had only been here for a day and entered the treasure house directly.

Aren’t you, and you’re not making wedding dresses 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 into the passage. No matter what, the door had been opened. If you don't go in, you would be really sorry for yourself.

Zhu Yue's elegant face also had a bit of grayness. He stared at the Canglang next to him and said, "What should we do? What kind of hell is this magic circle that can trap our eighteen holy-level powerhouses at the same time?"

There was a two-part fear deep in Canglang's eyes that could not be concealed. This fear was an involuntary emotion for the owner of the treasure house.

It seemed that everything had fallen into the other party's plan...

"It's not just trapped, my fighting spirit is still losing. Everyone, think of a way. If this continues, we must die without strength."

Canglang turned his head, looked at Rodgar and asked, "Do you have any solutions?"

Rodgar shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Unless of using the power and self-destructing his arms, he might be able to escape from this huge adsorption force, but after self-destructing his arms, we can't compete with Reg..."

Self-destructive arms?

This is indeed a solution. Unfortunately, even though these Saint-level powerful men are all heroes, they are still unwilling to do this. After all, everything is still unclear and it is not yet time to end. If you really explode your arms, you will become a useless person in the future. Then, no matter how strong your strength is, what else can you do?

Canglang stared at the black door and asked in a deep voice: "How come there are living people inside? This place has never been opened. Can anyone live for so long?"

Pojun next to him suddenly said, "Regg's teacher has lived for seven or eight hundred years. What's more, since the people here say that something that can leave people with lasting life can be left in the treasure house, then the person who keeps this thing, the builder of this treasure house, must be a strong man with lasting life. Otherwise, why wouldn't he enjoy that possible thing himself?"

Canglang's face turned slightly pale. No matter how arrogant they are or how they are on this world, they have lived here for hundreds of years, come into contact with those extremely magical things, feel the ability of the original owner here to understand the world, and think about this person who may be below now, how can he not be shocked?

Regg walked down the passage step by step, and the discussions of many powerful people behind him also reached his ears, but he ignored it. At this point, there was no other way, and no matter what, he could only find out.

As for the Saint-level powerhouses outside, I will talk about it later.

After walking down the passage for dozens of meters, Reg suddenly stopped. Looking at a green light curtain in front of him, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Reg's mouth.

Regg was familiar with this green light curtain that completely sealed the entire passage. He had seen it once in the maze guarded by the dragon clan, and he also took out a green bead from it.

Unexpectedly, there is also a green light curtain here.
Chapter completed!