"As far as I know, no one is truly free!

Either they are dead.

Or he will become the bastard of those nobles.

Therefore, if you want to leave from here, there is only one way, and that is to surrender."

The middle-aged man from the Desolate tribe said.

"It seems that you have a strong opinion against the Desolate Clan!"

Ling Xiao smiled.

"Hmph, although the original Desolate Clan also had death battle arenas, they were all contests between warriors.

It is for the pursuit of stronger combat power.

And now?

It has become the entertainment of some nobles.

All this is because of the arrival of that woman.

She bewitched our clan leader.

That woman is a temptress."

The middle-aged man said angrily.

"Senior's cultivation has been sealed?"

Ling Xiao said after checking the man's condition.

"Well, they were afraid of me, so they sealed my cultivation.

Let me wait here to die."

The middle-aged man said.

"Can I let the juniors take a look?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"what can you do?"

The man was a little disdainful.

"Haha, that's not necessarily the case, but if you can help senior, can senior help us get out of here?"

Ling Xiao smiled.

"As long as you can help me restore my cultivation, I, Tuoba Zhan, will help you escape!"

The middle-aged man said.

Ling Xiao nodded, being able to become a friend with a strong man in the Holy Realm is definitely better than becoming an enemy.

boom!

Ling Xiao released the law of holy patterns.

Tuoba Zhan was suddenly stunned: "It turns out to be the law of the world of holy patterns, no wonder."

He originally had little hope.

But when you see Ling Xiao's supreme law, you understand.

This guy is really not bragging.

"Good work!"

At this moment, a projection suddenly appeared on the wall.

That's a picture.

In the huge death arena, countless gorgeously dressed spectators were shouting desperately.

In the death arena.

Someone is fighting.

It is a battle between warriors and wild beasts.

"The fight to the death has begun!"

The middle-aged man said.

"Um!"

Ling Xiao lifted the seal for the middle-aged man while looking at the projection.

The projection is not just pictures, but also deafening sounds.

This should also be a scene formed by laws.

The party fighting to the death is one of those warriors from outside.

Ling Xiao seemed to remember that this man was a warrior from the Tang family.

Opposite is a white wild beast.

Looks like a wolf.

But the body is bigger and more powerful.

"Ice direwolf! Specialized in attacks based on ice and snow laws."

The middle-aged man said: "That man is going to die!"

Ling Xiao nodded and said nothing.

Although both sides are at the same level.

They are all around the age of Emperor Xiaocheng Ling.

But the combat power of wild beasts is generally stronger than that of warriors of the same level.

"I have a question. In the death arena, are you not afraid of people escaping?

Let him go like this?"

Ling Xiao asked: "Although Xiaocheng Lingdi's cultivation is relatively weak.

But if it’s those semi-saints, I’m afraid it’s really possible to escape.”

"Escape? How is that possible!

In the death arena, there is a barrier blocking it.

Ordinary people cannot escape.

To say the least, even if you can escape.

There are also twelve semi-saints sitting in charge.

Semi-saints can't do it, there's still a saint sitting in charge.

Therefore, if you want to escape from here, you must at least have the strength of the Holy Realm.

That's why they sealed my cultivation.

So you will find that in the death arena, the strongest person is the half-saint.

There will be no holy realm.

It’s too troublesome for those who are strong in the Holy Realm.”

The middle-aged man said.

"I see!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

The people standing there were fighting all over.

When he saw this giant white direwolf, he knew he was in trouble.

He obviously came in with the owner to hunt for treasure.

But we came to such a ghost place.

As soon as I entered, I was attacked.

And then got caught.

He regrets it.

If I had known earlier I wouldn't have come.

Although some people say that winning a hundred games will give you freedom.

But who knows if it's true.

What's more, the ferocious direwolf in front of him was definitely not something he could contend with.
To be continued...