A figure more than three meters tall suspended inch by inch in the smoke and dust scattered below

until it was level with the handsome man on the sixth stone pillar, far away.

A perfect body as deep as the night.

A large number of scarlet blood vessel meridians, like the roots of some kind of red plant, outline a dense and complex pattern on top of the black, like eyes, and like flowers.

Extend all the way to the sides of the cheeks.

The eyes are pure silvery white.

Meters long of long black hair spread out wantonly, floating silently, like a decaying cloak, like a silent black flame.

Lu Yuan hung silently in the air, and the air around him twisted in large swaths.

It is different from the natural monarchy of the King of Gubrent.

At this time, he was demonic and evil, and his whole body exuded an indescribable demonic aura.

It is as if the ancient seal has been broken, and the taboo existence that has been sleeping in the legend awakens and quietly descends to the world.

Lu Yuan silently felt the change in the state of entering a limit-breaking perfect form [Demon] this time.

On the panel, the four basic attributes have disappeared.

Instead, after the [Perfect Form of One-Time Breaking Limit - Demon], there is an extra word lv2.

A number beats silently - [109], [108].

"The strength level of the [Demon] form is determined based on the average of the four basic attributes?

Or rather, the shortest board that makes up the barrel."

His current four basic attributes are all above 22 points, so the panel shows the [Demon] form of level lv2.

The duration has been increased by 20 seconds.

Each cell is releasing pure life energy, and this power is surging and swimming in the body like a torrent.

"It's more than twice as powerful as last time."

Lu Yuan's five fingers were slowly clenched, and his silver-white eyes calmly stared at the handsome man in front of him.

In the next moment, his whole body disappeared abruptly.

It appeared in front of the man as if it were teleporting.

In the [Demon] form, the skill of [Ultimate Force] is fused into instinct.

There is no need to deliberately initiate.

Lu Yuan raised his hand, and the scarlet blood veins on the perfect body grew rapidly, and the muscles did not swell at all.

The air at the edge of the fist crumbled violently.

Punch out!

"Boom!"

With a dull loud thud, a huge wave of white air burst out of midair.

Spreading to the bottom, in the square where six stone pillars stood, large swaths of corpses collapsed, turned into powder, and dissipated with the wind.

Wait for the waves to dissipate.

I saw that Lu Yuan in the [Demon] form maintained the posture of waving his arms and punching, and his body was pressed down.

However, this punch was gently blocked by a handsome man's palm covered with black feathers.

The latter was expressionless, and there was no mood swing in his gray eyes.

He looked at Lu Yuan indifferently, as if he were watching a bug that had accidentally climbed onto the armrest of his throne.

Lu Yuan retreated, his expression calm.

The futility of an attack did not seem to have affected him in the slightest.

"Walk above SSS?.or higher."

A few thoughts rolled through his mind, but his mind was still as cold as ever.

On the panel, the countdown decreases by second.

Lu Yuan glanced at the man in front of him, and shouted, "Hey." ”

The man's eyes moved, looking at him.

"Why don't you tell me what the form of the test is?"

Lu Yuan's face was expressionless, and he spoke very simply.

The handsome man replied indifferently: "If you don't die if you are hit by me, and if you hurt me once, you will pass the test."

You've done the first thing."

"Oh. Hurt you once."

Lu Yuan nodded, silently thoughtful, and then raised his head.

Little by little, the demonic face became hideous, as if grinning.

"That's very. It's easy! ”

The last three words are abruptly elongated.

By the time the voice had completely fallen, Lu Yuan had once again appeared above the handsome man's figure.

His demonic body, which was more than three meters tall, was completely stretched.

The surrounding air took on a twisted shape that collapsed inward.

There was an invisible vortex forming around him.

Then quickly converged to the fist of his right hand.

A terrible oppressive force came into being, and a huge square seemed to be darkened.

Even the three of Xie Jun, who were standing in the distance watching the battle, all had an indescribable uncomfortable feeling under the pressure of this momentum.

It's like the low air pressure before a storm, making people breathless.

This momentum has brewed to a certain peak.

Lu Yuan's silver-white eyes shone brightly, he raised his right fist high, and his black hair danced wildly as if holding a collapsed void.

"Super Kill - The Power of One Domain!"

"Boom!"

With a punch, the light in this space seemed to dim a little.

The handsome man tilted his head, and his indifferent eyes reflected Lu Yuan's rapidly amplified and terrifying punch!

But there is still not the slightest emotional fluctuation coming out.

"Boom!"

Like the sound of thunder slamming the earth.

An unprecedented wave of terror spread.

Above the square, countless corpses suddenly soared into the air and dissipated into ashes.

The ground cracked, the earth and rocks rolled up, and the five stone pillars around it collapsed in unison.

The air of the entire space shook violently, as if the earth had been suddenly struck in the heart.

Xie Jun and the three onlookers from a distance were so uncomfortable that they almost vomited blood.

However.

When all the movement subsided, the scene in the center of the warband appeared.

As soon as they eased up a little, Xie Jun's expressions froze, and a deep sense of despair emerged in their eyes.

I saw the king of Ancient Brent standing on the sixth and only stone pillar now, a handsome man holding a hand, gently pinching the fist of the blood-colored lines in the distance in the palm of his hand.

His expression remained the same, and his body didn't seem to move or deflect in the slightest.

He looked at Lu Yuan calmly, and spit out a few words in ancient language: "Weak. And clumsy. ”

An indescribable sense of invincibility emanated from within him.

However, Lu Yuan did not seem to be disappointed at all.

"Really?"

Lu Yuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, laughing.

In the next moment, the silver-white light in his eyes was flourishing.

"[Super Kill--The Power of One Domain]!"

"[Super Kill--The Power of One Domain]!"

"Super Nirvana"

He jerked another second punch, then a third, then a fourth.

Every punch is as ferocious as the first.

The vision of the collapse of the void bloomed and extinguished like fireworks, and the thunder that slammed the earth kept falling down.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Rumble! ”

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Lu Yuan continued to punch, and on the perfect demon body, those blood-colored lines that grew wantonly continued to grow, almost all over his body.

His black hair, several meters long, danced wildly behind him like a hunting banner blown by the wind.

The terrifying shockwaves spread out in circles and circles, shaking the air and ground like water waves.

The whole world seemed to be shaking.

Lu Yuan kept punching, and every punch was the full force of [Super Kill-One Domain Power].

After sending out nine punches in a row, the demonic body was dense and almost crawled with blood-colored lines, and there were even subtle blood oozing out.

Lu Yuan's punching stopped suddenly.

With his arms outstretched, he was attracted to the whirlpool of dead air that still existed in the sky.

Rolling dead air gathered.

Half of it turned into a mighty, majestic and raging river of pitch black.

The other half fused with the inexplicable light, turning into lifelike crows of dead air.

The river of darkness fell from the sky, and tens of thousands of dead crows silently fought to cross it.

In a trance, there seemed to be a pale full moon rising from behind Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan's arms were stretched out, and then closed.

In a unique pose, draw the final symbol for all this.

"[Super Nirvana - Death on the Underworld]!"

"[Super Nirvana - Song of a Thousand Crows]!"

"Super Kill Combo!"

"Boom!"

The majestic dead qi smashed down, directly engulfing the figure of the man on the sixth stone pillar completely.

Dead crows swarmed in, fueling the erosion.

The shaking of the ground continued, and the viscous water-like dead air drowned everything, even if it was discharged to the ground, it rolled up more than ten meters of earth and rocks and pushed it out in all directions.

Xie Jun and the three stood in the distance blankly, staring at this scene.

The eyes of all three of them were deeply confused.

Everything in front of you, and the data that seems to be declining endlessly.

At this moment, they can hardly tell what is real and what is illusory.

Lu Yuan was quietly suspended in mid-air, looking at the death-dead waterfall in front of him.

The blood-colored lines all over his body are gradually fading, and the demonic body that was slightly damaged after the "power overload" is also rapidly recovering.

On the panel, the beating countdown has reached [65].

Lu Yuan's expression was calm, and he whispered to himself: "This time... I guess it's pretty much the same. ”

He wasn't sure what level he had just reached with his super kill combo.

But that's almost the real limit of his explosion at this stage.

If that doesn't hurt you.

"Amount"

The thoughts in Lu Yuan's mind were still rolling, and his eyes suddenly froze.

He saw.

In the rapidly receding waterfall of dead air, a figure gradually appeared.

Elegant and noble King of Ancient Brent.

At this time, there was an exquisite, noble and gorgeous black armor on the body of the crow feathers.

There are many signs of wear and tear on the armor, and in some places, there are even signs of breakage.

But these traces are rapidly disappearing.

"The power to get people excited"

The man scrutinized the broken spots.

Only when the whole suit of armor was restored to good condition did he raise his head, look at Lu Yuan with a rather appreciative gaze, and praise without hesitation: "Very good, but unfortunately it is still a little bit close." ”

The man stretched out his hand and measured the thickness of his armor, his handsome face full of regret.

Lu Yuan was stunned.

After a few seconds, the whole person regained his composure.

He didn't speak, turned and fell.

At this time, the Dead Breath Waterfall in the sky had completely disappeared, along with the sixth stone pillar below and the entire corpse square.

There was a huge pit left in the ground.

And the man floats in the air above the pit.

Lu Yuan landed on a piece of ruins not far away, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his black hair several meters long scattered wantonly.

"Did you give up?"

The man standing in mid-air looked at him.

Lu Yuan raised his head, narrowed his eyes and shook his head slowly.

"No, I'm just thinking about how I can leave my footprints or palm prints on your stinky face full of 'pretend'.

I swear."

Lu Yuan said in a low voice: "I will definitely sue the next time I see her." ”

"Ugh"

This time it was the man's turn to look stunned.

Lu Yuan ignored him, closed his eyes, and fell into deep thought.

At this time.

on his panel.

There are only 50 seconds left in the countdown for the [Demon] form.

"Whew-"

The figure galloping in mid-air suddenly stopped.

Like a permafrost iceberg, Han Xun hovered in the air.

He felt waves of terrifying auraes like heavy hammers coming from ahead.

It seems that the face that has not changed for eternity also has a slight fluctuation.

"It's kind of interesting."

He said softly.

Then the right arm began to glow.

A large amount of ice-blue fluid flowed out from under his black combat suit, and quickly condensed into a combat knife several meters long, with an entire ice-blue body and an astonishing chill in his hand.

He grasped the hilt of the knife in his right hand, the tip of which drooped.

In the established direction, he continued to fly with a calm face.

(End of chapter)