Ron's trial ring battle was carried out very quickly, whether it was the eight-scale divine envoy or the nine-scaled divine envoy, as long as they came into contact with Ron, they would immediately be frozen into ice sculptures, and they would not even have a chance to resist.

This strange freezing and strong strength not only made those who wanted to take advantage of the situation extinguish their minds, but many Nine-Scale Divine Envoys who thought they were not weak also began to maintain a wait-and-see attitude, not daring to try the edge of Ron's frozen power.

When Ron has been winning nine consecutive victories, no one in the crowd of onlookers dared to continue on stage, although a god silver scale is not much, but it also requires a lot of blood cores to be obtained, and it is inevitable that he will be seriously ill after being frozen into an ice sculpture, so it is the most pity to miss the battle of trials.

A one-scale god general who was about to take the stage also stopped, with his strength, he could completely seize a place in the winner, and there was no need to face an enemy of unknown strength like Ron.

A figure shrouded in gray robes looked at Ron in the ring from afar, a pair of scarlet vertical pupils under the hood, like a vicious viper.

"Bloodtooth Tribe, I didn't expect you to dare to return to the Holy Mountain!" the gray-robed man muttered to himself.

The crowd under the ring was crowded, but when the crowd passed around the gray-robed man, they would unconsciously get out of the way and not touch the gray-robed man's body.

The crowd came and went like water, and the gray-robed man was like an inconspicuous stone nailed to the middle of the river.

Seeing that a seven-scaled divine envoy, urged by the others, couldn't help but ascend to the trial platform and send Ron away, the scarlet light in the gray-robed man's eyes suddenly flashed.

"Go and kill him. ”

Next to the gray-robed man, a man with a golden divine pattern on his eyebrows knelt on one knee, "Obey!"

The seven-scaled envoy who was a little helpless was about to step into the ring, when the man's right hand was bluffed, and an invisible attraction appeared behind the seven-scaled envoy out of thin air, directly pulling him back and falling off the trial platform.

"Who is it?"

The seven-scale god who fell to the ground stood up angrily, and was about to ask the teacher for his guilt, but suddenly saw a god coming in the air, and immediately swallowed the anger into his stomach, and shrank back into the crowd.

The god will fall into the ring in the air, and the momentum is overwhelmed on the spot, and his eyes are not inferior.

"You're the oracle of the Bloodfang Tribe?"

"It's me. Ron looked at the man calmly, "Who are you?"

"Dead people don't need to know so much. ”

The man stepped out and directly crossed a distance of more than ten meters to Ron's side, and punched out.

The golden light condensed in the man's fist, and the power belonging to the golden scale divine envoy was clearly revealed in front of everyone.

Just looking at the power of this punch, you know that this is a golden scale divine envoy who completely controls the divine power.

The golden fist slashed like a falling star, dazzling and dangerous.

The Golden Scale God did not report to his home, but someone in the audience recognized the divine pattern on the man's eyebrows, and suddenly exclaimed.

"He's the god general of the Bone Tribe!"

"Blood Bone Tribe! That's the top ten tribes in the entire Blood Sacred Mountain, with the strength of the Blood Bone Tribe, do you still need to come to the foot of the mountain to grab a place?"

"This divine envoy of the Blood Fang tribe is in danger, no matter how strong a divine envoy is, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the divine general, it's a pity. ”

A god general who stopped in the audience saw this punch, his palms were a little cold, and he muttered to himself, "I'm afraid this person has offended the Blood Bone Tribe, this punch of the Blood Bone God General didn't leave any hands, even if the Nine Scales God Envoy is dead or alive under this punch!"

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly, in the battle of the trial ring, he has not made a dead move, not only because he has no intention of killing more, but also because his opponent is only seeking to win, and he also has no intention of killing, and this god general is awe-inspiring between the unruly, and he has quietly communicated his hidden killing intent.

The Blood Bone God was about to shatter Ron's skull, but a transparent shield of frost suddenly lay between the two.

The frost shield seemed to be weak, and the golden light flickered on it, but it didn't shatter the ice shield.

Although there were small cracks spreading on the ice shield, this punch was finally blocked.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly gasped and actually blocked the divine general's punch, which was even more unexpected than defeating a nine-scale divine envoy.

The Blood Bone God frowned, obviously not expecting that this all-out punch would be blocked.

The fist against the ice shield used force again, trying to shatter the ice shield, but the touch from the fist clearly told him that just now, the crumbling ice shield became hard again.

Offstage, a man with scarlet vertical pupils suddenly flashed with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

An unnoticed, blood-colored phantom quietly poured into Ron's sea of consciousness, trying to crush Ron from the soul level.

The light of wisdom shone in Ron's sea of knowledge, and he quickly sensed the intrusive trace of blood.

The faint fluctuation of divine power in the blood shadow made the fragment of the Void Egg entrenched in the light of wisdom suddenly move slightly, and it felt the taste of food.

Just as Ron was about to roll the blood shadow into the ocean of spiritual power and annihilate it, a tentacle burst out from the light of wisdom and stretched out into the blood shadow.

The tentacles rolled up the blood shadow, and this blood shadow that was enough to annihilate the soul was suddenly entangled by the tentacles and turned into a snack for the Void Egg.

The blood shadow was wiped out in an instant.

Under the trial stage, the gray-robed man with scarlet vertical pupils snorted, closed his eyes tightly, and two thin lines of blood slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Ron looked over consciously, only to see the back of a gray-robed man hurrying away in the middle of the crowd.

The Blood Bone God took advantage of the moment when Ron lost his mind when he destroyed the Blood Shadow, and his figure flashed around Ron's back, and the golden fist struck the back of Ron's head.

This time, there was no ice shield to block it, and the powerful punch hit without any fancy hits.

Ron was caught off guard and was also smashed by this punch.

However, the Blood Bone God General did not have any expression of joy, but was faintly afraid.

The punch hit Ron's body directly, and finally made him feel the power contained in this seemingly thin body, which was a volcano buried under the heavy snow and ice.

Instead of destroying the target, the punch broke up the snow on the volcano, and the terrifying force was about to erupt.

Ron shook his head, recovering from the brief vertigo of the blow to the head, a surge of murderous intent beneath his calm gaze.

He had already captured the aura of the gray-robed man who had left in a hurry, the same as that of the Blood-Bone Divine General, and although the aura of the gray-robed man was even stronger, Ron was sure that the two were from the same tribe.

The divine general of the same tribe, the fluctuations of divine power emanating from his body could not hide his perception.

Although Ron didn't know why the other party wanted to kill him, he obviously didn't have the habit of swallowing his anger.

So this god of blood and bones will have to die.