It is a place that resembles a Roman arena, except that there is no high platform for spectators to watch at the edge, because there is a raging fire burning at the edge, and in the center of the arena, which is about 80 meters in diameter, two figures lying there slowly get up with their hands on the charred and dirty ground under them.

These two figures are Yang Weiwei and Long Xiangtian, the two of them don't know how long they fell, obviously it looks like they fell from a very high place, but there is no pain physically, but mentally it doesn't seem to be very comfortable, Long Xiangtian only feels as uncomfortable as going to the park to play roller coaster a few times.

"What the hell is this place?" Holding his chest to suppress the urge to vomit, Long Xiangtian, who got up, looked at Yang Weiwei, who was also up, and asked with an ugly face.

"Who do you ask me?" Rolling his eyes helplessly, Yang Weiwei replied, now his brain is also a mess, but his memory is not missing, if he is not mistaken, before he cooperated with Long Xiangtian in a play to make the Hades King Zhao Ritian relax his vigilance, and then Long Xiangtian sneaked up on the other party from behind, and then Zhao Ritian roared angrily, and the ground of the entire palace collapsed.

Anyway, the ground collapsed after a loud roar, which is too unscientific, right!? This is not on the snowy mountain, and it will cause an avalanche after a roar, could it be that the palace is actually full of tofu scum projects?

"Stupid humans! I want you to pay for your actions that dare to offend me! Just when Yang Weiwei and Long Xiangtian were still thinking about where this place was and how to leave, the angry voice of Hades King Zhao Ritian came from all directions, and then the flames on the edge suddenly broke a hole, and Zhao Ritian's figure walked in from this broken flame hole.

"Are you alone, Lord Hades? You don't think you can handle the two of us with your current body, do you? Seeing that only Zhao Ritian had come in, and that he hadn't brought other underworld creatures with him, Yang Weiwei asked curiously with a wink.

You must know that the current state of Zhao Ritian can really be described as bad, the green tendons on his face are like an addict at the onset of drug addiction, with a hysterical feeling, and his eyes looking at Yang Weiwei and Long Xiangtian are full of anger and murderous intent.

"Ahhh I'm going to kill you! "Zhao Ritianhu's body was shocked, his hands were raised high and he roared, and he said, 'Lao Tzu is about to transform!' Then Yang Weiwei and Long Xiangtian heard countless miserable wails around them, and saw one by one the hideous-faced underworld creatures rushing out of the flames burning on the edge and pouring into Zhao Ritian's body.

"What is he doing here!?" Seeing the underworld creatures that came in from the flames pouring into Zhao Ritian's body, Long Xiangtian looked at Yang Weiwei who was stunned beside him, and also asked loudly with a shocked expression.

"He's absorbing the power of these underworld creatures, and he's ready to fight us for his life!" Yang Weiwei replied with an ugly face, he is not unfamiliar with this scene, thousands of years ago in the world of "God of War 3", Hades, the king of Hades, used this trick when he fell into the River Styx after being snatched away by him, and his body became huge after absorbing the power of the undead in the River Styx.

"Then let's hurry over and kill him now!" When Long Xiangtian heard this, his eyes widened and he said anxiously, but just as he took a step with his right hand on the hilt of the sword behind his back, Yang Weiwei behind him pressed his shoulder hard to stop him from moving forward.

"What are you doing!?" Long Xiangtian turned his head and asked more anxiously, but Yang Weiwei shook his head, and said with a solemn look in his eyes: "It's too late!" ”

As soon as Yang Weiwei's words fell, the flames were no longer in the undead, and Zhao Ritian still maintained his hands raised high, 'Lao Tzu is going to transform!' 'The next second...... The clothes on his body burst one after another, and when he saw a man's body at a close distance, Long Xiangtian couldn't help but show a look of disgust.

"You're dead! You're dead! As if he had goat madness, Zhao Ritian made an excited voice and shook violently, but Yang Weiwei and Long Xiangtian looked at the rod that shook together, and secretly swore in their hearts that they would never eat any long strips of food in the next 3 years.

"It's going to go big!" Yang Weiwei and Long Xiangtian shouted at the same time, and then saw Zhao Ritian's body become bloated like a water injection, and his body bulged up like an inflated balloon, and finally under the gaze of the two of them, which slowly became looking up...... It turned into a huge purple-blue ball of flesh that was 8 meters high and 6 meters long, and there was a disgusting bulging object on the surface of the meat ball.

“…… I want to throw up. After watching the process of a person turning into a large ball of meat, the two were silent for a while, Long Xiangtian turned his face away and covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered with a blue face, of course, Yang Weiwei next to him was also in the same posture as him.

"Hahaha! To be able to see my strongest fighting posture, you two humble humans are enough to be proud! Obviously, the speaking organ of the mouth could not be seen on the surface of this ball of meat, but Zhao Ritian's voice could still come from the inside of the ball of meat.

"If I had a choice, I'd rather not watch it!" Long Xiangtian made his speech very honestly.

"Anyway, how is he going to fight like this, is it rolling over and crushing us?" Looking at the purple-blue meat ball in front of him, Long Xiangtian wondered, but as soon as his words fell, the left and right sides of the meat ball suddenly burst open, and two disgusting big hands stretched out from inside.

"Give me your sword." Yang Weiwei whispered to Long Xiangtian beside him.

Although he was very puzzled why the other party made such a request, Long Xiangtian nodded and still pulled out the rebellious blade behind him and handed it to the other party, Yang Weiwei took the hilt of the sword with his left hand, grabbed the sword with his right hand and pulled it down fiercely, the sharp blade cut his palm and let the blood flow on the sword.

Seeing Yang Weiwei's self-harming behavior, Long Xiangtian didn't say anything to stop it, but silently took the rebellious blade from the other party's hand, and then saw Yang Weiwei continue to do the same thing, leaving his own blood on his long knife, his behavior can be regarded as enchanting two weapons.

"What are our odds?" Feeling the beating speed of the heart as if it was about to burst out of his chest, Long Xiangtian asked softly to the people around him.

"Shouldn't I give you an equation math problem at this point? The value obtained by Yang Weiwei + Long Xiangtian + X > Zhao Ritian, so what is the value of that X? Yang Weiwei is rare at this tense juncture, and he still has the leisure to joke.

Glancing at each other wordlessly, Yang Weiwei and Long Xiangtian tightened the weapons in their right hands, and at the same time started to rush forward, and the two of them were greeted by two huge palms slapped by Zhao Ritian in the state of meat balls. (To be continued.) )