In the blood-colored palace, there was an empty place, only the highest place was a throne, and a small figure suddenly appeared, dressed in bloody clothes, with white skin and red skin, and looked delicate and cute.

With a slight stroke of the white and tender little hand, the huge square appeared in front of him, and at this time, the square was already covered with altars, and each square brick occupied an altar.

One by one, the altars crossed the picture, the little girl's jewel-like pure eyes swept one by one, and suddenly the picture froze, freezed, enlarged, and an altar occupied the entire picture.

The postures of the nine figures are different, the little girl's eyes showed a trace of strangeness, and when she reached out and grabbed it, in the picture, Dong Yin was grabbed by a white and tender giant hand and disappeared.

At the same time, the blood-colored light mask vanished, and the blood spirit floated silently above the small altar.

The three girls were shocked, and ran to the place where Dongyin disappeared but there was nothing.

Zi Ning's face was like frost, his expression sank, and he looked around but there was nothing.

Lan Lian scolded a few times, 'Winter Groan, bastard, where is the death?', but there was still no movement.

Mu Bailing clutched his chest, his eyes stunned, stunned.

Xiao Jiu's hair suddenly rose, and he roared but couldn't find anything abnormal.

Several of the other trialists were also a little flustered, but they quickly calmed down and looked at the blood spirit.

Dong Yin didn't have any ability to resist, the scenery in front of him changed sharply, and when he looked at it again, he had come to a strange place, and there was only blood in his eyes.

"Interesting."

A crisp voice sounded, with a little immature child's voice, Dong Yin looked over, a delicate little girl, looking at him curiously, those pure eyes did not contain a trace of variegation.

"Who are you? Where is this? Why am I here? Seeing that it was a little girl, Dongyin relaxed a little.

"Who am I? Giggle......" the little girl laughed as she covered her lips.

"You can call me Queen, or...... Master. ”

Winter's hairs rise and I instinctively feel a hint of fear, Queen? Master?

"Who the hell are you? What exactly is the purpose? ”

"From now on, you will be my blood servant, and I will naturally be your master." As she spoke, the little girl giggled again, and her crisp voice made her feel uncomfortable in Dongyin's ears.

"You can call me ...... Queen. ”

Dong Yin looked at this little girl carefully, and she didn't feel any breath of life, as if she didn't exist, but in this kind of place, the other party's mouth was 'crazy', and it was by no means untargeted.

For a while, Dong Yin didn't dare to act rashly.

"What is this place?" Dongyin asked cautiously.

"This is my palace, come, show you something interesting." The little girl said with a childlike smile, and with a stroke of her little hand, all the altars in the picture moved.

Countless altars moved rapidly, leaving only afterimages, and there were constantly altars spliced with each other, and the altars spliced with each other became larger and larger, millions of altars, and finally formed large altars of tens of thousands of large and small.

Countless altars are spliced and fused to form a large gladiatorial arena.

"Occupy the altar, and the rest will be obliterated." The little girl opened her pink lips and said softly, passing it to the square, which had turned into a rolling coercion.

"It's you!" Dongyin's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Presumptuous!" The little girl screamed, and Dong Yin instantly fell to the ground, unable to move.

Dong Yin broke out in a cold sweat, and finally knew what kind of existence she was facing, this was the mastermind behind the scenes, and her ability was desperate.

"Forget it, I won't punish you the first time, and you have to call me the queen or master when you speak in the future."

The pressure on his body was steep and light, and Dong Yin was unable to collapse on the ground.

"It's really weak enough, it's not good, it's too embarrassing." The little girl pinched her fingers, very dissatisfied with Dongyin's performance.

The white and tender little hand lightly pointed at Dong Yin, and a drop of blood submerged into Dong Yin's body.

In an instant, the blood in Dong Yin's body boiled, and a powerful qi and blood energy exploded, filling his limbs and hundreds of remains.

Like a rolling torrent, Dong Yin's body is one size bigger, his skin is blood red, his blood is rolling, his body is transforming at an astonishing speed, the broken index finger grows again, and the breath of life rushes upward.

Dong Yin's breath of life soared sharply, breaking through many levels to reach the peak, the qi and blood in his body were still surging, and the surging qi and blood energy could not bear to burst out.

"Hey." The little girl sighed lightly, and with a single finger, the violent energy in Dong Yin's body instantly calmed down.

Then it came together and re-coalesced into a drop of blood, and the blood entered Dongyin's heart and lurked.

"Star disciple ninth order, so-so."

Dongyin stood up, feeling the incredible power in his body, and he was terrified.

"You ......" Dongyin felt like a dream.

The little girl's gaze swept over, and Dong Yin's body trembled, as if she was being stared at by a wild beast.

"Queen."

The little girl withdrew her gaze in satisfaction and looked at the image in the air.

After the altar was reorganized, more than seventy percent of the altars were combined to form a huge super war platform, on which millions of various loms were engaged in the ultimate battle.

Around it, around tens of thousands of large war platforms composed of several, dozens, hundreds, thousands of altars, chaos and fighting also broke out suddenly.

"Queen, please let me go." Dong Yin was anxious in her heart, and she already understood what was going on outside.

"Let you go back? That's boring. With a stroke of the little girl's hand, a war platform of hundreds of altars appeared, and there were thousands of figures on the screen, most of them human.

Yellow skin, white skin, dark skin, black hair, black eyes, blonde, blue eyes......

It's all earthlings, the corners of Dongyin's mouth are filled with bitterness, the battle has not broken out, it seems to be communicating, and the other races are obviously ostracized.

This is an altar that has been magnified hundreds of times, and in the center is still a small altar that has been magnified hundreds of times, and a dazzling light floats on it.

I can't see the specifics clearly, only the strong blood light obstructs the vision, and I can fight from the difficulties and stand out, and naturally know what that thing represents in that position.

Things are grouped by like, people are grouped, and there are regional and racial divisions at all times.

The characteristics of the Chinese people are obvious, black hair and black eyes, and the more people gather, the more they gather, and soon they all gather together.

After the initial panic, thousands of people did not fight for the first time, because there was a lot of important information in their minds.

Lan Lianlian looked at the constant shouting in front of him, walked around, quickly divided into groups, and looked at a few people around him, silently retreating to the edge with Zi Ning Mu Bai Ling and Xiao Jiu.

Listening to the voice, the crowd was roughly divided into Chinese, Asian, European, American, African, and Australian, as well as some small scattered people, other races, etc., including Lan Lianlian.

"The current level is the third order of the star disciple, and the minimum requirement to occupy the altar is the seventh order of the star disciple, and the trial of occupying the altar is over."

Several people had calm faces, and after a simple exchange, only Xiao Jiu had reached the strength of the fifth order of the star apprentice, and the three women were all the third order of the star apprentice, and they were very different from the seventh order.

Lan Lianlian did not ask for help from the countrymen, because there was obvious xenophobia here, and even some alien races had been killed by several major regions.

Except for Xiao Jiu, Zi Ning and Mu Bailing both came through difficulties together, and they were both entangled with someone, although that person disappeared, Lan Lian was unwilling to abandon them.

Several large groups of people are around the center, and the task is very clear, only the strength of the seventh order can occupy the altar, although some people are still ready to move, but under so many pairs of eyes, no one dares to go forward to occupy the altar.

In the Huaguo region, there are thousands of people on the altar, and Huaguo accounts for nearly two hundred people, and those who can occupy the altar have at least the strength of the fourth order, otherwise they will only be sucked dry by blood like Dongyin.

Thousands of people, who can stand out from other trialists and tens of thousands of monsters alone, must have something extraordinary, and when such people gather together, it is easy to get into chaos.

In other words, no one obeys anyone.

"Brothers, I, Shao Huaqiang, the fifth order of the star disciple, has experienced countless battles in the blood arena, and survived to the end, only one step away from the sixth order of the star disciple, as long as everyone works together to deal with people from other countries, I will definitely be able to reach the seventh order first and lead everyone to victory."

A young man of about twenty years old, spitting stars flying around his mouth, his body was in tatters, and he was covered with blood, raising his fists and eyebrows.

The fifth-order aura on Shao Huaqiang's body swayed, and many people showed a look of surprise, among the vast majority of the fourth-order strength, the fifth-order was enough to overwhelm one.

But there are still many people who are indifferent and don't care.

"Brother, who is not the fifth order, who is not from the blood arena, who is not serving whom?"

A somewhat arrogant voice sounded, and walked out of the crowd, and the person who was pushed away just wanted to curse, so he held back, because this person had the breath of the fifth order, and he only had the fourth order.

Wang Ke walked out of the crowd, his body was also tattered and covered in blood, glanced at Shao Huaqiang, and glanced at the crowd, "What other old brothers came out of the blood arena, stand up, let's compare, who is the best, who is the boss!" ”

As soon as Wang Ke's words came out, the crowd was in a commotion, and more than a dozen people came out one after another, these people were surprisingly consistent in appearance, their clothes were tattered, and they were covered in dry blood.

"This girl, you ...... It's amazing. Wang Ke rolled his eyes and found that there was a woman among them, the clothes on her body were already a little unable to cover it, and the thick blood scab barely covered some of it.

Jiang Ning looked coldly, "Close your dog's eyes." ”

Wang Ke rolled his eyes, quickly retracted his gaze, looked at the others again, and found that his eyes drifted towards Jiang Ning intentionally or unintentionally, and quickly coughed dryly.

"Ahem, cough, that, since everyone has come forward, then they must be very interested in the position of this boss."

Drawing everyone's attention back, Wang Ke continued.

"What about me, I just can't get used to some people pretending to be here, so I stand up, I don't have any idea about the position of the boss, everyone who has ideas compares and compares, and the meaning is divided into high and low, don't hurt the harmony, after all, the main enemy is those foreigners."