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Others looked at the owner and had the same idea.

Owner: "Guys, 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones is quite a lot."

"I know you are rich, but this time you are just a helper, not a life-or-death duel."

But even though the owner of the venue spoke very attentively, the four of them remained unmoved.

Seeing this, the owner of the venue secretly cursed a few people for being greedy, but his face showed a look of pain.

"Well, since the four fellow Taoists are not satisfied, I will give you an additional ten thousand for each of you. Is that okay?"

40,000 per person, which is 160,000 for four people.

This large amount of money is still a huge sum even for the owner who has been running the Colosseum for hundreds of years.

Here, Shen Zhe finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Jinhua, in addition to 40,000 high-grade spiritual stones, if you can make a promise."

"After you refine the Earth Fire Spirit and make it strong, give me a ray of fire, and I will help you this time."

After hearing this, the other three people also agreed with Shen Zhe's proposal and expressed that they needed a ray of fire.

Especially Long Kui of the Dragon Soul Sect. Although he does not need this ray of fire, many years later, this ray of fire may be given to his descendants.

Of course, all this depends on how far Ji Jinhua can cultivate the Earth Fire Spirit.

After thinking about it, the owner finally agreed.

In fact, as long as he possesses the essence of the Earth Fire Spirit, it won't be a big problem to give him a few Fire Leaves after the Earth Fire Spirit becomes stronger.

"Okay, I agreed. Each of us will receive 40,000 high-grade spiritual stones, plus a piece of fire. We are committed to it."

"Okay, it's a deal."

The four Nascent Soul bosses also spoke at the same time.

Later, Long Kui continued to ask: "Now that the matter has been settled, when should we set off?"

Owner: "It will be a long night and many dreams. Let's set off tomorrow."

"I won't be like the fools in the Abyss Explorer team, who only know how to fight for it alone. I must be absolutely foolproof when I make a move."

Several people did not object to this.

Seeing that the serious talk was over, the bearded Long Kui laughed again.

"Okay, now that we've finished talking and we don't have anything else to do, why don't we share with each other our cultivation experiences over the years?"

"We haven't been together like this for a long time."

Others also agreed with Long Kui's proposal.

The further you go in cultivation, the more difficult it becomes, and there are many things that need to be understood.

If you can listen to other people's opinions, it might be inspiring for your own practice.

As a result, the five Nascent Soul masters were in the study room and began to exchange their cultivation experiences with each other.

Looking at Li Xiaofan at this time, he has returned to his room and is practicing while drawing talismans.

And the talisman drawn at this time is no other talisman, it is the talisman that can lift the slave ring.

But just when Li Xiaofan was concentrating on drawing the talisman, someone knocked on the door.

Li Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and after quietly finishing drawing the talisman in his hand, he looked towards the door.

"Who is it? What's the matter?"

After Li Xiaofan finished speaking, the voice of the gatekeeper came from the door soon.

"Dad, fellow Taoist, someone just sent a letter, saying it was for you."

Li Xiaofan frowned after hearing this. He didn't know who in the Colosseum would write to him.

He waved his hand to open the door, and sure enough it was the janitor monk standing at the door.

Then the other party walked in slowly and respectfully handed a letter to Li Xiaofan.

When he saw the letter, Li Xiaofan was stunned.

We are all monks. Even if we don't have a Jade Talisman for transmitting messages, it's not difficult to get one.

Unexpectedly, this letter is really the most ordinary letter.

After the gatekeeper monk left, Li Xiaofan slowly opened the letter.

Inside the envelope was a piece of white paper folded several times.

After opening it, there were only seven words inside.

"The training ground is waiting for you, Manshan!"

Li Xiaofan was stunned when he saw the words above.

I have been coming to the Colosseum for a long time, and I never knew there was a training ground.

But since Manshan invited him over at this time, it proved that Li Xiaofan's previous words had already impressed him.

Thinking of this, a flame appeared in Li Xiaofan's hand and quickly burned the letter to ashes.

After opening the door and going out, Li Xiaofan handed the gatekeeper a high-grade spiritual stone.

"Take me to the training ground!"

Seeing Li Xiaofan give him another high-grade spiritual stone, the gatekeeper was overjoyed and nodded quickly.

"No problem, I'll take fellow Taoists there right away."

After saying that, he led the way in front of him.

Passing through tall corridors, many fighter rooms were revealed. Li Xiaofan discovered that the two of them were walking underground.

Finally, Li Xiaofan came to the so-called training ground.

It turns out that this training ground is actually a place similar to a dueling field, except that the dueling field is open-air and on the ground.

And this training ground is underground, equivalent to a huge basement.

With just one glance, Li Xiaofan knew that this training ground was also protected by formations, and there were many small formations and puppets used for training.

At this time, in the training ground, besides the giant Man Shan, there were actually many other fighters.

Some of these people are training themselves in formations, and some are fighting puppets.

Others are competing with each other one-on-one.

Apart from anything else, Li Xiaofan had already seen a few people he knew.

In addition to Man Shan, there were also Leng Jiao and some people who had been in the duel field.

For example, the ghost figure who initially fought against Manshan is also here.

At this time, the ghost is sitting in a gravity formation, looking like he is training his body.

Just when Li Xiaofan was surprised, some people around him also saw Li Xiaofan.

For this freedom fighter who has won nineteen consecutive games, he is still somewhat famous in this Colosseum.

It's just that everyone looked at Li Xiaofan with different expressions at this moment. Some people were full of admiration, while some people had nothing to do with him.

Some people did secretly feel sorry for Li Xiaofan.

After all, if he wins the last game, Li Xiaofan can leave the Colosseum immediately.

Here, after seeing Li Xiaofan coming, Man Shan turned to look at the other fighters.

"Okay, I want to entertain my friends. All irrelevant people should leave."

The sound of the whole mountain rumbled, echoing throughout the entire training ground.

Soon, more than a dozen people in the venue left consciously.

Li Xiaofan was quite surprised when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that Manshan, who was not a fighter in the Colosseum, could be so frightened by these fighters.

Even the ghost stopped practicing and left the training ground.

In the end, only Li Xiaofan remained in the entire training ground. There are still cold dragons in Manshan.

Perhaps sensing Li Xiaofan's doubts, Manshan hurriedly sent a message.

"Fellow Taoist, I have already told fellow Taoist Lengjiao what you said before."

"He also wants to get rid of his life as a slave. If you can really help, please help us!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaofan not only did not answer, but his brows furrowed even more.

For no other reason, Li Xiaofan didn't want many people to know that he could help people untie their slave rings.

But he didn't expect that this big man would hide it from him and tell others, which made Li Xiaofan very unhappy.

Perhaps sensing Li Xiaofan's anger, Man Shan and Leng Jiao looked at each other and quickly apologized to Li Xiaofan.