Chapter 1545 The Entrance to the Second Floor

Xiao Fan took Ming Luo's arm and quickly swept towards the sky. When he saw that Ming Luo did not catch up, Xiao Fan stopped.

He was holding a bloody broken arm in his hand. When he looked at the broken arm, his eyes instantly fell on the soul ring on his finger, and his eyes flashed brightly.

"The majestic son of a foreign god, there should be a lot of things in the soul ring." Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled, but did not move rashly.

He could tell at a glance that this soul ring was extraordinary, at least it couldn't be opened with ordinary methods. Once the wrong method was used, the soul ring would be destroyed, and then the result would be in vain.

"Go back and try with the second brother. He has got that inheritance after all." Xiao Fan thought, then took off the soul ring and put it away carefully.

As for Ming Luo's broken arm, Xiao Fan naturally wouldn't let him pick it back up again. With a flick of his finger, countless sword energy flew out, and the broken arm was suddenly twisted into pieces.

"I don't know what happened to the boss and the second one. There is nothing to stay on the first floor. It's time to go to the second floor."

Xiao Fan raised his head and looked at the sky, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

There is nothing special in this first layer of flame area. Not to mention the crystal of divine power, even the fire attribute soul stone has not been seen.

Of course, there may be a crystal of divine power here, but it is very likely that deep in the magma, Xiao Fan does not have the time to find the crystal of divine power.

After looking around, Xiao Fan determined a direction and shot towards the first entrance he knew.

Three days later, Xiao Fan appeared in a sea of ​​flames. Within three days, Xiao Fan encountered several fire spirits, but he killed them all easily.

Unfortunately, fire spirits are too rare. It is not so easy to use fire spirits to understand the mysteries of fire, unless you stay in the flame area for a long time.

Xiao Fan looked at the sea of ​​flames in the distance. He could feel that the space there was very turbulent, and the void seemed to be torn open.

Is this the entrance to the second floor? Xiao Fan obviously didn't believe it.

But soon, he saw figures appearing in the distance, stepping towards the sea of ​​flames without hesitation. When he reached the depths of the sea of ​​flames, those people suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Fan did not go to the Sea of ​​Flames immediately, but changed his appearance and changed the aura of divine power on his body. As for the aura of destiny, it cannot be changed.

Xiao Fan couldn't understand this at all. When he broke through to the God of War realm, he didn't discover his destiny at all. However, Zhan Huangtian once said that he could sense the aura of his destiny.

Will people without destiny also have the aura of destiny? Xiao Fan was very speechless. He secretly decided that if he could see Zhan Huangtian next time, he must ask him the reason.

After a while, Xiao Fan flew up and rushed straight into the sea of ​​flames. He released his soul power and looked around cautiously.

"Huh?" Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly fell on a figure in the distance. It was a young man in white robes with long black hair. He looked a little bit worn out.

Looking at that figure, Xiao Fan felt a little sour for some reason. He took a deep breath and thought to himself: "He actually came here too?"

Xiao Fan did not go up to say hello, but continued walking towards the sea of ​​flames. The man did not notice Xiao Fan, but even if he saw him, he probably wouldn't recognize Xiao Fan.

In addition, there were many monks advancing side by side, and everyone was on guard against each other.

The sea of ​​flames was huge, but as it went deeper, the passage became narrower and narrower. After a while, everyone could no longer see the golden color behind it. On the contrary, a portal appeared in front, and a majestic vitality rushed towards them.

Looking from a distance, there are flames reaching the sky on one side, and greenery on the other side, forming a sharp contrast. Neither of the two forces can do anything to the other.

Everyone speeded up, and soon a film-like light wave penetrated. The hot feeling disappeared, replaced by an elegant and clear breath.

"What a rich vitality!" Everyone couldn't help but sigh, and took several breaths greedily.

"Welcome to the second floor of the Cemetery of the Gods!" Suddenly, an indifferent voice broke everyone's thoughts.

I saw a dozen figures standing about ten feet away in front of me, looking coldly at the monks who had just arrived on the second floor. The aura exuding from each of them was extremely powerful.

The most important thing is that their aura is locked on everyone present, exuding a faint sense of oppression.

"People from the Temple of War can pass freely. As for the others, each person is entitled to five million top-quality soul stones." One of the men, who was as lanky as a monkey, said with a grin.

In his eyes, it seemed that all of them were shining soul stones.

"I'm from the Temple of War."

"Me too."

"And me, this is my identity card."

One after another figures walked over quickly, with faint smiles on their faces. Many people looked at others as if they were watching a good show.

They are members of the Temple of War and can enter the second level for free. Seeing that others need five million top-quality soul stones to pass, they naturally have a sense of superiority in their hearts.

"Five million top-grade soul stones?" He was not a monk from the War Temple, but he frowned. It's not that they couldn't get five million top-grade soul stones. For the middle stage of the War Saint Realm, this number of soul stones is not considered. What.

However, they came here by virtue of their own abilities, why should they pay an extra five million top-quality soul stones?

Moreover, entering the second level requires five million top-grade soul stones. Then the third level, or even the fourth level, doesn't it require more?

Many people know that there are almost no divine power crystals in the four floors in front of the Cemetery of the Gods, and there are even very few treasures. These soul stones are not worth spending.

However, most people were very afraid of the fierce power of the War Temple and were at a loss for a while.

At this moment, one of the young men in white robes walked out slowly, without even looking at the people in the Temple of War, and walked to the side. Everyone couldn't help but look surprised.

"Boy, do you want to leave like this?" Suddenly, a man in black armor among the ten people on the opposite side stepped forward and blocked the way of the young man in white robe.

"Then what do you want?" The young man in white robe looked indifferent, his expression remained calm, and he showed no fear when facing the monks from the Temple of War.

"What do I want?" Hearing the words of the young man in white robe, the man in black armor laughed wildly and said sarcastically: "You can't even hand over five million of the best, and you still want to get the crystal of divine power?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black armor slapped the young man in white robes. Everyone did not expect that the people from the War Temple would dare to blatantly kill people here.

However, in the eyes of many people, this scene was nothing short of ordinary. The number of monks from the War Soul Continent who died at the hands of the Temple of War was not a minority.

When Xiao Fan saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but before he could take action, a white flash of light suddenly bloomed on the young man in white robe.

With a pop, the arm of the man in black armor was suddenly chopped off, and blood flew out. Everyone else looked surprised when they saw this scene.

"Is this kid looking for death? This is the lone wolf team of the Temple of War. Everyone is a master on the holy list of the Temple of War."

"He's really brave, but having said that, this kid is really strong. He was able to hurt the blood wolf of the Lone Wolf Team."

"That's just a surprise. There are still nine people in the Lone Wolf Team. If ten people join together, even an ordinary God of War will not be afraid in the early stage. This kid will still suffer!"

When the crowd saw this, they started talking one after another. Many people looked at the white-robed young man with sympathy and disdain.

"You dare to hurt me?" The man in black armor roared angrily, and at the same time, three more figures roared towards him, surrounding the white-robed young man in the center.