One more died, and this was the fourth person to die this round.

The number of deaths does not seem to be much.

But that's when to compare it to the beginning,

Of course, the number of dead is not much, you must know that there were dozens of people at the beginning, and only a dozen people were eliminated in the end.

Dozens of dead, of course not many,

But you have to know how many people are still in the Buddha Emperor Cave at this moment.

At the beginning, there were only eight people, and this had to be calculated on Yang Qifeng.

And now four people have died in a row, and this round has not yet passed, and Yang Qifeng, who is in the last place, has not yet thrown the dice.

His eyes looked at the dice, seven people threw them, and four died.

This is more than half of the chance, and the chance of death is very high.

However, Yang Qifeng didn't have much pressure, and he could see that the appearance of the trap was concentrated in a certain section, and now he had three rounds without throwing, and the two sides were dozens of steps apart.

This time he threw the maximum number of points, thirty-six, and it was impossible to get into the trap area.

The dice were thrown out at random in Yang Qifeng's hands.

Six dice, whizzing and spinning.

Finally stop moving, five, three, one, five, four, two, twenty!

Not too much, not too much.

The fire unicorn shook off its hooves and walked steadily towards its destination, no problems, no rewards, and no traps.

The round is officially over, and the dice have once again appeared in front of the first place.

And this number one has now changed.

It's not a snake demon, it's not a red-robed woman, it's a man in straw sandals and linen.

Last time, the red-robed woman only advanced three steps, but she was overtaken by six steps by the straw sandals and sackcloth man's nine steps, plus the gap between the two was five steps, and now he was only one step ahead.

Although there is little step, it is also a distance, and he is now ranked first.

Yang Qifeng looked ahead and watched him roll the dice.

The rules of this Buddha Emperor Cave Heaven are beneficial to Yang Qifeng, and what he competes with is not strength, but luck.

If it was a competition for strength, Yang Qifeng would not have the ability to compete at all, and he would have been eliminated in the first round.

The few people who are favored by Yang Qifeng, the black strong man, the snake demon, Wan Chu, each of them is a powerful and powerful lord,

If there is a fight, a big killing, and the last survivors, Yang Qifeng believes that at least two of them will survive, and if they are lucky, all three will survive, and there will be no problem at all.

Although it is beneficial to himself, this is not under his control, which is unbearable for Yang Qifeng, who has a strong desire to control and has a strong desire.

Since coming to this Buddha Emperor Cave, Yang Qifeng didn't know how many times this was the first time, and such an idea had sprung up in his mind.

One, one, one, three!

The man in straw sandals, he made his choice, and the dice threw a point in his hand that was only one step stronger than giving up.

One step, two steps, and the third step, he hesitated a little, and was extremely careful.

The white clouds appeared under his feet, dragging his body, and the magic weapon was sacrificed, ready to be prepared.

Three steps fell, and there was silence for a while, and nothing bad cuò emerged.

This made the expression on his face a lot easier, and Yang Qifeng looked at this qiē and was silent.

The continuous attrition in the round just now caused a lot of psychological pressure on the four people who survived, and now the mind of reaching the finish line, I believe that they are the same as Yang Qifeng, they are much weaker, and what they have to do now is how to save their lives.

The red sleeve robe waved, and the big sleeves fluttered.

The red-robed woman didn't hesitate so much, the dice spun rapidly from in front of her, and finally stopped moving.

One, one, two, four!

"You!" the man in straw sandals and sackcloth, seeing the number of dice, stretched out a finger and scolded the red-robed woman angrily.

The tip of the red tongue of the red-robed woman licked the corner of her mouth, and a pair of beautiful eyes were cold, and the long sword as thin as a cicada's wings was held in her hand.

"This guy turned out to be a beautiful snake," Yang Qifeng looked at the movements of the woman in the red robe, his eyes were extremely keen, and the tip of his tongue had already been seen to be more slender.

It wasn't owned by humans at all, and it wasn't much like a snake letter.

Although he didn't see through the true body of the red-robed woman, this feature was enough for him to tell that this was a beautiful snake.

No, it's more appropriate to call a viper.

Now that there were not many people left, she finally showed her fangs.

First, it's really a target.

The Buddha Emperor Cave Heaven can not go back, the first place is an honor, but also a burden, as long as you have any negligence, the people behind you, will come up and take a bite.

The long sword trembled, like a zigzag poisonous snake, and the tip of the sword concealed a glow, like a snake letter that was constantly swallowing.

Silent, air, sound, scratches, nothing.

This sword seems to be a sword in another dimension.

The long sword twists and turns, not fast, but it gives people a sense of inability to dodge.

Seeing this sword, the man in straw sandals and sackcloth was not panicked, and his three fingers quickly changed in front of him, and his fingers pinched the law.

The other hand stretched out, white as jade, with clear veins, five fingers closed, and finally only the index finger was stretched out.

He shouted in a deep voice to the red-robed woman, "Certain!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the four directions.

The red-robed woman who was originally moving forward had a delicate body.

It was originally a smooth operation, a one-way action, and a break in the middle.

The next moment, he pinched the hand of the law and made a move.

The purple gold bowl suspended above her head was hovering, brushing, flashing, and had already descended above the head of the red-robed woman.

The purple gas fell, and the purple gold bowl fell directly from top to bottom.

A huge suction force came out, and the figure of the red-robed woman was rising from the ground.

The purple gold bowl slowly descended, countless purple qi diffused out, and the figure of the red-robed woman was shrinking rapidly in Yang Qifeng's eyes.

"Evil beast, today the poor Dao wants to subdue the demon and eliminate the demon," he said with his mouth open when he saw victory in sight.

"You deserve it!" a coquettish sarcasm sounded behind him.

It was accompanied by a long sword, silent, piercing through its chest.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the long sword was like a wing, not stained with a drop of blood.

The light flowed, and between the withdrawals, a suction force was released, and the soul of the man in straw sandals and linen was extinguished by the light on the long sword.

The body is gone, and the soul is scattered.

She waved her big sleeves, the demonic red flew away, and the purple gold bowl fell into her hand.

The hand as white as a milkshake gently stroked the top of the purple gold bowl, like a beloved.

The eyes are veined, and the water is flowing.

The golden shadow waved his hand, and the golden light flashed, and the brush, the corpse, even with the blood, all disappeared cleanly, leaving no trace.

It's like there's no such person in the whole world.