Chapter: 2380
Who goes in first?
Many people glanced around.
"Get ready." Ge Xingkong said to Zhang Han, then moved his body and came to Liao Qingguang, and the two started talking in a low voice.
Zhang Han pondered for a while, and came to the side of Lei Tiannan and others.
"This ruin..."
Zhang Han's words have not yet fallen.
Wang Zhanpeng said: "General Manager Lei said before about the danger of the ruins, I plan to go in and have a look."
"I'll go in too." Lei Tiannan nodded.
"I am a martial artist, of course I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Since I have the qualifications to venture, I will venture into it." Boss Bi smiled.
As for Mo Chengfeng, he took a step forward and didn't say anything. Of course, he, a peak master warrior, would not miss this relic.
Before, these people they came could enter the ruins.
But now, including Zhang Han, there are only five people in total.
"Then go in."
Zhang Han looked at the entrance of the ruins, moved his body, and quickly sank into it.
Lei Tiannan and others followed closely behind and also followed in.
After that, ten people headed by Ge Xingkong stepped into it, and six people standing in the crowd appeared from various directions and entered the ruins.
Only Liao Qingguang, the only strong man left, was present.
He looked at the entrance of the ruins, shook his head slowly, and murmured:
"I don't know which one will be more this time, chance or death."
"Just now Zhang Hanyang's luck...seems a little outrageous."
A gleam of redness flashed in Liao Qingguang's eyes.
He can vaguely observe people's luck. It can be said that if it is an ordinary person, it is easy to calculate the luck of the first ten years and the next ten years. Even a warrior can be regarded as inseparable. ten.
But when he got to Zhang Han, he didn't see anything at first.
It can't be counted at all, and it can't be counted, so his face was a little strange before, but when he entered the ruins, he felt extraordinary from the trace of aura exuded by Zhang Han!
"Go in."
Ge Rulong, Zhao Feng and the others looked closely at the entrance of the ruins.
This time it was a stable ruin, and when they came out, it would be around seven o'clock the next night.
And the more than a thousand warriors on the mountain obviously planned to stay here all night. The cold winter did not make them feel particularly cold.
So a grand gathering of warriors was quietly held in this Hexue Mountain.
Qi Jin masters competed with each other, and even some bright and dark energy joined in the fun.