"Whew-"

The bald middle-aged body bursts with a sense of spirit, and the true meaning of the fox shape appears.

But before it appeared for a second, it was directly pinched by Lu Yuan.

"Bang!"

"Click-"

Lu Yuan casually twisted the neck of the bald middle-aged man and threw it down like garbage.

Lu Yuan is not a cruel and murderous person.

If his neck is broken, he can still live in time, but if someone else takes the opportunity to attack him, he will not be blamed.

The fight between Lu Yuan and the three of them seemed to be long, but in fact, it didn't even take two minutes in total.

The three of them were able to jump up from the bottom to intercept Lu Yuan at the first time, and they were quite powerful masters among the bloody fighters.

The battle between the three of them was watched by many people below.

With the power of killing three people in a row, Lu Yuan's momentum reached a certain peak.

He stood on a small platform in the middle of the pyramid, his eyes calmly looking down at the people below.

An invisible force was released around him.

In the eyes of those who fought bloodiest, below.

On the small platform in the middle of the pyramid, there seems to be a huge flood wave tens of meters high climbing behind the road, and then silently falling down the platform on all sides.

That indescribable depressing emotion made everyone who looked up and faced the road feel difficult to breathe, and they stopped abruptly, not daring to move forward.

The red smoke at the base of the pyramid was still surging upwards, gradually engulfing a bloody warrior.

Everyone struggled upward, trying to dodge the red smoke.

But when I climbed up to a certain level, I was all stuck together and hesitated.

The person who was bitten on the ass by the red smoke cursed loudly and pushed and shoved. But the people on top of it did not move as if their feet were rooted.

From an outsider's point of view.

At this time, the lower end of the pyramid presents an eerie scene.

Obviously, the elimination of red smoke is approaching step by step, but all the bloody fighters are just huddled together.

There seemed to be an invisible wall standing in front of them, forming a strange vacuum between the crowd and the position of the central platform where Lu Yuan stood.

Lu Yuan quietly glanced at everyone below.

Then, turn around.

Step by step towards the top of the pyramid.

"Amount"

Lin Zhiqin stood at the top of a three-story building, red smoke flowing under his feet.

The entire city of Topless has been completely submerged.

He looked at the figure that was climbing up the pyramid ladder with a stunned expression, his mouth slightly open, and an indescribable throbbing rolled in his heart.

"To board. Reached the top. ”

He now knew what Lu Yuan meant by telling him to wait below.

Lu Yuan didn't want him to take risks, and planned to climb to the top alone and win this bloody battle.

Yes, with Lu Yuan's strength, he is indeed more hopeful than him.

But

"Where's the divine blood?"

Lin Zhiqin's eyes subconsciously looked at the big screen at the top, and the name of the banquet eater hung high at the top of the ranking.

The cumulative win point behind is .4752!

"Not enough. It's still not enough."

Lin Zhiqin's expression was in a trance, his hands were clenched into fists, and his lips under the mask trembled slightly.

The exchange price of God's Blood is 10,000 Victory Points.

Even if Lu Yuan wins the bloody battle instead of him, the distance reaches the hope of saving Lin Mo's life

It's still not enough!

A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped Lin Zhiqin.

"Interesting."

The Tyrant King at the top of the pyramid had a glint in his eyes and slowly stood up from his throne.

He walked to the edge of the top step by step, condescendingly, coldly watching the figure below approach step by step.

Finally.

Lu Yuan walked in front of him.

Stop at a position where there are three steps left from the platform at the top of the pyramid.

Then look up.

The gaze projected under the three-eyed goat mask and the black iron mask met silently.

The tyrant king unscrupulously crushed his momentum, trying to teach the "blasphemer" in front of him, who had shown all kinds of "unpleasantness" from the beginning, to bow his head.

But let his momentum fall like a stormy wave.

The other party is like a deep pool, without any waves and ripples.

The Tyrant King's eyes grew cold, and he said lightly, "Congratulations, Feaster."

You have won the ultimate victory in this ultimate bloody battle. ”

Lu Yuan calmly looked at the Tyrant King, ignoring his aggressive and oppressive gaze, and just spoke: "So, is there a reward?" ”

"Reward?"

The Tyrant King's eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to smile.

"Of course there are rewards.

The victory points you accumulate in this bloody battle can be exchanged for anything on the prize list.

Wealth, power, power"

"I want divine blood."

Lu Yuan interrupted him.

The Tyrant King's voice stopped, and he looked at him quietly, his eyes quickly becoming indifferent.

Soon, he spoke again calmly.

"I'm sorry, there's no divine blood."

"You won, though.

But the performance was not good enough, and it did not meet the exchange standard of divine blood.

The winning points you have. It's not enough. ”

"Isn't it enough?"

When Lu Yuan got this answer, he read it softly, lowered his head, and seemed to be silent.

The Tyrant King looked at him coldly, the corners of his mouth under the mask raised a cold arc, and disdain flashed in his eyes.

Scold.

Another fool attracted by the blood of the gods.

Do you think that otherworldly power is so easy to obtain?

After experiencing the ultimate bloody battle, delusional to climb to his position?

O naïve and stupid man.

I don't know how they are just toys for the amusement of a game, and how the weak and lowly body is qualified to receive the gift of the great "god of martial arts and hunting".

The Tyrant King was thinking about it when suddenly.

"Click-"

With a thin bone roar, it seemed as if a thick shadow was rising quickly.

A surging heat wave is coming.

Standing on the steps at his feet, the distance that had lowered his head began to skyrocket.

In the blink of an eye, it grew to a height of two meters and three.

His hair grew to his waist, and his skin was a magma-like red.

"Whoop—whoa—"

He gasped violently, spitting thick white steam from his mouth and nose.

The goat mask that originally fitted automatically fell off, revealing a handsome face full of meridians, hideous and bewitching.

Three stages, the ultimate transformation!

The terrifying aura slammed into the Tyrant King's cheek like a wave of lava.

The air around them was distorted.

The demonic body took a step forward and approached the tyrant king.

Lowering his head, a pair of cold and violent eyes stared at him closely.

And then.

Speak word by word.

"Then if you are counted. Enough should be enough, right? ”

"Amount"

The tyrant stood in place, and his whole person fell into a sudden stiffness.

was directly shocked by the sudden change in front of him, and he couldn't react for a while.

At this time.

"Whew-"

A blazing wind howled.

A strong feeling of suffocation woke the Tyrant King from his shock.

A black shadow caught a glimpse of a black shadow in the corner of his eye, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Boom!"

The whole person of the Tyrant King was like a sandbag and was slapped hard by Lu Yuan and flew out.

"Bang!"

A long way to go. Officially stepped on the platform at the top of the pyramid and crushed a large area of earth and rock.

"Damn it!"

With a loud shout, the Storm King, who had just been fanned by him, pounced again.

The eyes behind the black iron mask were filled with rage.

And then

Lu Yuan went from right to left, and he slapped it with all his might.

Along the way, the air crackled and crackled, and huge white waves were visible to the naked eye.

"Bang!" With a bang, he slapped the tyrant king in the face.

Once again, he flew out of the whole person, and fell directly to the bottom of the pyramid platform with a bang.

The sound of heavy objects tumbling on the steps could be faintly heard.

"Whew-whew-"

Lu Yuan gasped lightly and let out a hot breath.

Under the three-stage ultimate transformation, his once-limit-breaking physimic and one-time-breaking agility potential were almost completely activated.

Lv4 [Special Force], the effect of the ultimate power has been developed to a whole new level.

The power that erupted in an instant with every move was so great that even he didn't know what level it was.

Close to 100 tons?

It is estimated that even if it does not reach 100 tons, it will not be far behind.

Fan Fei Storm King, only Lu Yuan was left at the top of the huge pyramid, and a thin man wearing a silver sheep mask.

The latter stood in place, looking at Lu Yuan with dull eyes, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Lu Yuan's momentum is too strong now.

The whole person is like a thousand-degree furnace that is calcining, and the heat wave that naturally emits directly swept the entire platform.

He took a random step, and the circle of gravel or something under his feet automatically rolled to the side.

The air around the contours of the body is distorted by high temperature calcination.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a figure rose into the sky, and a "boom" fell heavily in front of Lu Yuan.

It's a tyrant who goes and returns.

At this time, the clothes on the tyrant king's body had been torn off, and the black iron mask on his face was gone, revealing a hideous face full of scars and bulging muscles.

"Good, good!"

The tyrant king stood in front of Lu Yuan, and there was still a gap between him and Lu Yuan's body size when he was full of strength, as if he was one size smaller.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan, and there was uncontrollable shock and horror in his eyes.

"The Ultimate Blood Battle has been held for so long, and you are still the first participant in the Blood War who dares to do something against the spear-wielder!"

"Bloody Body!"

As he spoke, the tyrant suddenly roared.

A trace of scarlet blood mist overflowed from the pores of the whole body.

Stimulated by these blood mist, his already exaggerated body swelled again.

"Click-"

The body that is more than two meters tall has skyrocketed and become larger.

Between breaths, it became a circle farther and bigger than the road.

"Whew-"

The Storm King exhaled a breath of white air and directly set off a gust of wind on the platform, exaggerated to the point of outrageous lung capacity.

The corners of both of his eyes were cracked, and the eyeballs were covered in dense bloodshots.

The whole person is like a wild beast, exuding a huge and amazing momentum.

"Click-"

The Tyrant twisted his neck, which was so thick that he could barely see it, and let out a terrible bone roar.

Then he looked at Lu Yuan, and an exaggerated smirk appeared on his bulging face.

"I haven't been a spear wielder since I started to do anything with anyone.

Looks like someone has forgotten my name. Well?! ”

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind hit his face, and the Tyrant King's pupils shrank sharply.

Subconsciously raised his hand and punched the big hand like a dark cloud.

And then

Fists and palms collide.

"Click-"

The Tyrant King's arm was only frozen for less than a tenth of a second, and it was broken inch by inch like a hemp stick.

"Boom!"

The terrifying big hand was firmly imprinted on his full and exaggerated chest, and it was directly dented with a click.

The huge body of the Tyrant King, which was more than two meters and four meters tall, flew straight upside down like an overturned heavy machine.

"Bang dang" smashed on the Iron Spear Throne behind him.

Even the people and the throne rolled into a ball.

"That's a lot of nonsense."

Lu Yuan withdrew his hand and slowly moved his wrist.

The force of the shock just now made his arm slightly numb and swollen.

But fortunately, his physique is amazing, and this bit of numbness disappears in a thousandth of a second.

He strolled calmly towards the Tyrant King.

When I walked up to the Tyrant King, I saw the Tyrant King lying upright on the ground with a shocked and completely unacceptable expression.

Lu Yuan glanced at him, and saw the Iron Spear Throne that had fallen to the ground next to him.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his arms, hugged the throne, and forcibly lifted the big lump of iron lumps.

"Amount."

The eyes of the tyrant king lying on the ground instantly widened, and he watched as a huge black shadow covered his body and cheeks.

Accompanied by an indifferent voice.

"Your transformation. Doesn't that look good? ”

And then

The massive Iron Spear Throne slammed down.

"Boom!"

The moment the throne landed, the entire platform at the top of the pyramid shook violently.

The Tyrant King's hands and feet were smashed and lifted upwards and twitched.

In the huge underground space, tens of thousands of spectators and bloody battles, not a single person made a sound.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

their hearts. Also with the fall of the Iron Spear Throne.

Shook violently.

(End of chapter)