Chapter 1450

After Wang Xing finished speaking, he was curious, "How did Xiaoyou Lin solve the maze?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, "I didn't enter the maze."

Wang Xing was stunned and immediately realized that Lin Moyu had come all the way. "Little friend Lin, what is the next level after the flowers and grass? Can you tell me?"

At that time, he felt that he had to enter the safe passage, otherwise he would die.

But he was also curious about what the next test would be.

Lin Moyu talked about the test of the Thousand Skeleton Legion, and Wang Xing's expression changed.

With his strength, if it were ten hundred skeletons, he could still deal with it and maybe have a chance to pass.

If there are thousands of names. . . He must die.

He is a god. Although his physical body has reached the True God Realm, almost like the fifth level of the True God Realm, he is not good at physical games.

Ten flower monsters had beaten him half to death, and a thousand skeletons were terrifying to think about.

He was grateful for his choice at that time, and at the same time, he was also surprised by Lin Moyu's strength.

Although he could not see Lin Moyu's state of cultivation now, Lin Moyu's physical body was very strong, stronger than his own.

Lin Moyu saw his doubts and said with a smile, "This junior is not high in cultivation. He just cultivated his physical body, which is stronger."

Wang Xing knew that Lin Moyu was modest, so he followed him, "It seems that cultivating the physical body is not useless."

Lin Moyu smiled and did not answer.

After waiting for a while, many people came over.

There were already more than twenty people entering the hall one after another, among which the demon clan had the largest number, eight.

In the human race, there are only Lin Moyu and Wang Xing, and no one else.

Chapter 1,171 The game has just begun

Lin Moyu's eyes swept over the various races in the hall.

Demon Clan, Golden Eagle Clan, Fire Lion Clan. . .

All of them are races known for their physical strength.

They also felt Lin Moyu's gaze, and they all stared back with fierceness in their eyes.

Wang Xing frowned and his face turned gloomy, "There is some trouble."

There are nine races in the field, six of which have enmity with the human race, and three of which have no enmity, but are not considered friends.

Each of them looks weird, and from the human aesthetic point of view, they are all ugly.

The human race does not have many allies, and they are all from races such as the butterfly tribe.

The cultivation level is not necessarily bad, but the physical body is generally not strong.

The only exception is the Dragon Clan. They have a good relationship with the human race, and their physical bodies are among the best among all races.

But this time, the dragon clan did not come.

As a god, Wang Xing has a high level of cultivation, but there is no use for "six-four-seven" here.

Everyone's realm cultivation has been suppressed to the fifth level of True God, without exception.

All he can rely on here is his physical body. Relying on the cultivation of his god, his physical body has naturally grown to almost the fifth level of a true god.

Compared with these races that are good at the physical body, they are not at an advantage.

If it was one-on-one, he would naturally not be afraid.

But if many people attack him, it will be difficult to resist.

He had noticed that some guys present were looking at him unkindly, as if they were ready to take action at any time.

It's more dangerous here than in the secret chamber maze.

He lowered his voice, "What should I do?"

Lin Moyu didn't care, "Don't worry, I'll kill them later."

Um?

Wang Xing's eyes showed surprise. What do you mean by killing them later?

That's not what he meant at all. What he meant was how to save his life.

Obviously, he felt that Lin Moyu had misunderstood what he meant.

Lin Moyu's attention was not on those foreign races at this time. The throne in the main hall was emitting a dim fluorescent light.

The light is very weak, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see clearly at all.

Even if you see it, you will only feel it is a weak reflection.

Several demons looked at each other and looked like they were about to take action. Wang Xing kept staring at them and his whole body became tense.

Suddenly, the door creaked and slammed shut.

The light from the outside world was blocked, and the hall instantly became dark.

Darkness was not a problem for everyone present, but once the hall was dark, the shimmering throne looked extremely dazzling.

Everyone's attention is drawn to the throne.

The demon clan also gave up taking action for the time being.

"treasure!"

A demon whispered and rushed over immediately.

Several other demons took action at the same time, blocking everyone in front of them and staring at them with unkind eyes.

If anyone dares to grab the treasure at this time, they will take action.

At this time, the demon clan's numerical advantage became apparent.

Wang Xing asked Lin Moyu with his eyes, and he seemed to want to take action.

Lin Moyu shook his head, "Don't worry, the game has just begun."

The game has just begun?

This sentence made Wang Xing feel weird. He thought Lin Moyu knew something.

After all, Lin Moyu entered the manor through the main entrance, which was different from them, and he could get more information.

In confusion, the demon who rushed over suddenly showed a look of horror.

He seemed to see some terrifying scene. The light on the throne brightened fiercely, and a huge skull appeared at the same time.

The skull opened its mouth wide and swallowed the demon in one bite.

When everyone came back to their senses, the demon had disappeared.

Everyone was terrified, and several demons were also trembling with fear in their eyes.

There is no treasure here, this is simply a trap for eating people, no, it is a trap for eating demons.

Wang Xing whispered, "How did you know?"

Lin Moyu laughed and said, "Guess."

Seeing that Lin Moyu didn't answer, Wang Xing didn't ask further questions.

Lin Moyu had indeed guessed. The garden outside was a chasing game, and the secret room maze that followed was also a puzzle-solving game.

The lobby here should also be a game, but he didn't know what the content of the game was yet.

But Lin Moyu was certain that the protagonist prop of this game must be the throne in front of him.

Before the game starts, whoever dares to grab the throne will definitely die.

The faces of several demons were very ugly, and they did not expect that the throne would suddenly kill people.

But the powerful men of several other races looked at the demon tribesmen with gloating joy.

They all saw what the demon clan had done before.

But because of the disparity in numbers and strength, they dared not speak out in anger.

Now that the demon clan has lost one person, it is a good thing for them.

The dim light on the throne gradually shrank, revealing a figure.

The figure is hazy and blurry, and it is difficult to see clearly 0.

But Lin Moyu's eyes narrowed when he saw the figure.

It wears a cloak. . .

A cloak that is almost identical to Skeleton King.

Combined with the fact that the throne was at least 80 to 90% similar, Lin Moyu almost instinctively believed that the person on the throne was the Skeleton King.

"Is the owner of the manor the Skeleton King?"

"This is not allowed!"