The blasphemy that happened in the black church was not on the table first, but Jiang Qin here felt that he was in some trouble.

If memory serves, he's already walked this road three times.

Looking at the marks he had made in advance, Jiang Qin fell into deep thought.

I don't remember that I'm a road idiot, and I'm not the protagonist of a hot-blooded comic, as a normal person, who can get lost on the familiar way home?

Do you feel like a ghost hitting the wall, or has you been lowered?

It must have been Euan's doing, and it must have been his machia.

Jiang Qin made another mark, walked forward, and finally saw something different, an outrageous building that appeared suddenly.

An elevator!

It appeared on the asphalt road in a daze, and normal people felt that something was wrong at first glance.

The elevator has an ambiguous purple sheen, and there are a few bikini posters on the door, which is very intriguing and seductive.

"Hey, think I'm stupid?" Jiang Qin raised his head quite complacently and walked straight to the elevator door, "Normally, in this case, someone always has to get into the elevator without suppressing their curiosity." But it's a pity that Jiang is stable, and he will never go where he should go. ”

He happily pressed down the stairs down, and when the elevator doors opened, he didn't take another step.

Jiang Qin didn't go, the elevator didn't close, both sides had their own goals and obsessions, and they seemed to be looking at each other.

The crisp bell of the elevator came slowly, as if urging Jiang Qin to come in quickly, but Jiang Qin never moved a step, and even began to look at the elevator leading to the underground.

Just when Jiang Qin thought he was invulnerable, he suddenly stepped on the soles of his feet, and an invisible big hand grabbed his feet and necks, and a sense of weightlessness followed.

"Outrageous, why do you still have long hands in this elevator, and there is a pit? Just dug up? ”

Jiang Qin fell into a very deep vertical pipe, and the free fall gave people a very bad feeling, and the blood veins in the veins felt blocked, and even faintly boiled.

It was pitch black all around, and Jiang Qin's speed was getting faster and faster, but since there was no reference, he didn't know how fast he really was.

At this time, he reluctantly remembered the gravitational acceleration formula given to him by his high school physics teacher, roughly calculated it, and felt that it might not take him long to reach the center of the earth.

Because he didn't feel any wind resistance at all!

The free fall lasted for more than half an hour, Jiang Qin's whole person had fallen into a sluggish state, his head was not clear, and he felt that his body was on the verge of falling apart.

His blood was indeed boiling, inadvertently stimulating the racial talent that belonged to werewolves, boiling blood.

Finally, he saw a glimmer of light, and a gentle female voice came like a gentle breeze, which made Jiang Qin's drowsy mind a little clearer.

"Congratulations, Thirteenth to the thirteenth power, welcome to the Treviating Arena, where we will select a new and confidential image for you through your racial brand. In the end, I hope you can have a good time and die unhappily. ”

Thirteen to the thirteenth power?

This is obviously the territory of the mysterious realm, why do you use such a mathematical way to record numbers, has terrible mathematics ruled the universe!

Jiang Qin felt as if his soul had been extracted by something, and then he was thrown on the cutting board, and a fine carving knife reshaped the appearance of his soul.

So when he woke up, he was confused.

The surrounding noisy and fiery invective and slogans proclaimed the pomp and circumstance.

A gladiatorial arena, the Colosseum of ancient Rome, was more than ten times larger than the one on Earth.

The circular staircase expanded outward layer by layer, and the circle was full, and he also saw a blood beauty throw a wink at him.

Jiang Qin looked around in confusion, dizzy, and then suddenly realized that there was not a single human here, it could be called a group of demons dancing, blood clans, werewolves, minotaurs, spider women, snake women everything, it felt like the myths and legends of various nationalities were gathering.

He looked at the sky again, a red moon hung high in the sky, different from the phantom summoned by Ahia on the earth, this thing was a real entity, large and round, Jiang Qin could feel the Guros bloodline in his body rolling happily.

It seems that the closer you get to the red moon, the stronger your strength becomes.

Isn't this red moon one of the sources of strength for non-human species?

Under the red moon, there are four phantoms, the dragon's head, the snake's beak, the bat's wings, and the wolf's tail, and the four phantoms form a very strange and ugly stitched species from time to time, which makes people's sanity and stability crumbling.

The fiery atmosphere of the gladiatorial arena made Jiang Qin also feel restless, and he looked at the arena in the center, where several werewolves and blood clans were trying to knock out their dog brains, all kinds of severed limbs were thrown at will, and the blood left by the dead almost formed a small puddle.

It was obviously sitting in the back rows, but Jiang Qin felt that he could clearly see the fighting in the arena, and when he looked at the red moon just now, he still had the urge to howl!

I feel that something is wrong, but I can't see it for a while!

He habitually stretched out his long tongue and licked the nose of his mouth, pinched his ears, and cocked his hind legs, scratched his neck with ease, brought off a tuft of white hair, and then wagged his tail happily.

Oh, it looks like it's moulting season again!

That's pretty usual...... What a ghost!

He suddenly jumped to his feet and looked around in horror.

There are no humans in this place, and it can't be humans, otherwise it would have been eaten by this group of ghosts.

So what is it?

He felt the five senses that had been increased by the limit several times, ultra-long-range vision, sensitive sense of smell, extreme hearing, and probably knew what he was.

No wonder I feel that my vision is different from usual, and I have the idea of running around the gladiatorial arena three or five times, and I have become a wolf!

Pure white wolf!

Maybe it's the new image created by the bloodline of Guros and the rules of that gladiatorial arena, which is quite reasonable.

Thankfully, it didn't turn into a snake.

Well? Why is the tail a little itchy?

He turned his head to look behind him, and a small black snake stared at him in a daze. It shook the snake's head, spit out the snake letter from time to time, and licked Jiang Qin's nose, which was very itchy.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're a snake, right?"

Snake Fall could have summoned a snake, which seemed to be the spirit of the sword, but it had never been seen to have a spiritual intelligence.

But now this garbage-like look in his eyes clearly shows that he is not an ordinary snake!

Jiang Qin lowered his head a little melancholy, continued to scratch his neck with his hind legs, and let the weird and beautiful little black snake climb up and hover over his head, so a combination of dog elongated worms was born!