The sticky river water, so strong that it has a pungent bloody smell, like the most filthy place in the world, and the sound of the flowing blood river hides the curse of the resentful spirit, which makes people feel uneasy.

The snake spear in Zhang Fei's hand shook suddenly, and the clenched hand immediately slashed down, and a flame exploded in all directions with a surging sound, full of violent beauty.

Several tall buildings were swept away like collapsed giant trees.

The river of blood rippled, the waves rose suddenly, and the white body melted and merged with the river of blood, and in an instant, a ten-meter-tall god of death holding a pitch-black scythe slowly stood up in the turbulent river of blood.

Zhang Fei's eyes condensed slightly, the lava fire above his body soared, and he stepped heavily under his feet, jumped up and slashed the snake spear.

"Boom!"

The river of blood rippled, but the Grim Reaper was not shaken in the slightest.

The pitch-black scythe slashed silently, the snake spear blocked in a roundabout way, Zhang Fei was shocked, and the flames came out of his body.

Behind it, a pitch-black ghost hand melted into the flames.

However, I saw countless strange things crawling the bloody river one after another, as vicious as a demon, and the river that was originally flowing slowly suddenly became turbulent, turning into a huge vortex to trap Zhang Fei in it, and even the sky above his head was obscured by the rising waves.

Zhang Fei's snake spear swept away thousands of blood river evil ghosts, however, these strange evil things seemed to be endless, and they were endlessly killed.

"Annihilation!"

At this moment, Bai Qi's voice came again.

From the outside world, the river of blood turned into a huge sphere that reached the heavens and the earth, and the black-red flames ignited inside it, like the oven of heaven and earth.

Zhang Fei's mind sank to the bottom, and dense endless divine patterns appeared on the surface of his body, suddenly transforming in the firelight, revealing the true body of the lava lord who was more than ten meters tall.

Behind him, the magma fire turned into a giant ring and evaporated the river of blood, his eyes turned golden red, a single horn appeared on top of his head, and his arms shook, and the terrifying power was enough to shatter the void.

He slammed a blow into the Blood River Prison, and under this blow, countless blood gods were shattered, and the entire 'oven' shook endlessly, but it was still not broken.

The Lava Lord is known for his strength, but this river of blood is the most restrained and pure violence, even if it blows through the mountain, it is enough to remove this terrifying power under the burden of the endless river.

And the terrifying flames of extinction were slowly spreading and clinging to Zhang Fei's flesh and blood.

A moment later, the river of blood dissipated, and Bai Qi silently walked into the darkness.

Battles unfolded everywhere, and several of the strongest began to clear the field spontaneously.

Gilgamesh's armor was enveloped in a gorgeous golden light, and his countenance was as if a god had come into the world.

He has walked all the way, whether it is professional enhancement or immortal and demon self-cultivation, or powerful weapons on the technology side, under the lock of heaven and the treasure of the king, almost no one can stop him.

After entering the Metaverse, he did not choose to practice other powers, the Heavenly Lock and the obedient Sword Fang were his roots, his will manifested, and what satisfied him the most was that there were countless powerful treasures in the King's Treasure Treasury.

Suddenly, his steps paused slightly.

"Bugs hiding in the shadows, this is not your battlefield."

His face was arrogant, and there were golden ripples slowly rippling behind him, and chains appeared, extending into the void.

I saw a black mist appear, slowly condensing into a human form, and turned into the appearance of Gilgamesh, but compared to the golden Gilgamesh, this shadow changed and was shrouded in black mist.

Gilgamesh was interested.

The Shadow Hunter's Art - Shadow Mirror God, the ability is reproduced.

A black lock of heaven appeared in the void around the Mirror God's body.

There was a hint of anger in Gilgamesh's eyes.

"Empty appearance, inferior imitation." Gilgamesh coldly criticized: "The power and faith represented by the Heavenly Locks are not something you can tarnish! ”

As he spoke, his gaze became indifferent, "Leaving the power of faith, the heart that exudes the smell of decay, let's leave!" ”

He stood among the ruins, holding one hand towards the void, and in an instant a red light bloomed, and the veins in his palm depicted a world, and the vast power condensed in his palm, which was the original artifact that destroyed all rules and all restraints born in heaven and earth.

The sword that splits the world - heaven and earth are separated.

The sword swung lightly, slicing the shadows in front of him into endless fragments, and the world seemed to shake at this moment, and everything became dim.

When the light retracted, the obedient sword vanished, and Gilgamesh continued on his way.

However, many contestants who felt this power looked at each other from afar, and their expressions were all solemn.

The power displayed at that moment has reached the pseudo-platinum level.