The bloody arena with a sea of people is extremely quiet at the moment.

Almost everyone was paying attention, looking at the information given by the official arena for each contestant on the light curtain projected by the token in their hands.

Chu Mad has also completed the registration, and the identity of the God Realm is heavy, and no one is destined to detain him.

Even the official label says that he is a monk who has come to make up the numbers.

Chu Mad didn't care about this, together with the fat monk, he bet one trillion spirit stones to survive to the end, and the fat monk was dumbfounded and bet three hundred billion.

It's not a bet on the winner of multiple games, it's a direct bet on the winner.

The ratio is 1 to 10.

The proportion of bets on how long you will live is 1.5 to 1.

Chu Mad originally wanted to bet ten trillion, but he didn't want to be so ostentatious when he didn't have a backstage.

With only ten trillion, Chu Mad believes that for the Blood Chaos Arena, in order not to cause too much sensation, he will not do anything secretly.

In other words, if Chu bets ten trillion on himself.

In the back of the arena, you will have to lose hundreds of billions, which is even more difficult to take people's lives.

Chu Mad does things, never blindly, and always counts the cause and effect.

However, Chu Mad's bet on his trillion spirit stones still attracted the attention of the official staff of the arena.

"It's just a god realm, why would anyone dare to bet one trillion on him to survive to the end?!"

When the official staff saw it, they didn't dare to hide the bet at all, and immediately reported it to the higher-ups.

The answer given by the senior management was that when the contestants with the code name of God Killing entered, they would pay attention to their every move, and if they relied on foreign objects to compete, they would be disqualified and sent out immediately.

As the clock ticked, the countdown on the big screen was about to come to an end.

At this moment, Chu Mad was already in the Maniac Hegemony Teleportation Space.

All the contestants this time are focused here, and none of them are below the Divine Mansion Realm.

This kind of place, no matter how wicked people are, will not come to touch it.

It is a place where outlaws fight for supremacy.

But if you are not driven to a dead end, I believe that no one wants to come here to fight hard.

Ten thousand people live one, luck and strength are indispensable.

"Please get ready, this year's Crazy Tournament will start in ten minutes. ”

"It is strictly forbidden to carry any healing elixir, recovery elixir, and magic weapon that surpasses oneself, etc., and if it is swept out on the spot, it will be directly executed as a punishment for flouting the rules. ”

At that moment, a radio voice sounded.

The contestants are old gods, and the rules are such a thing, how dare they trample on them as weakling.

The warning of the arena is similar to nonsense.

In the frenzied brawl that was about to start, Chu Mad did not intend to hide his clumsiness.

Come up and directly fuse the Dharma Body, and then, try to see if you can fuse the fragments of the Ancestral Seal into it.

Since it can't exert its power on its own, then take the Dharmakaya as the main body and let it be supplemented.

The countdown to the Fanatic Tournament ended quickly, and the space where Chu Mad was was lit up on the ground one after another, sweeping over one contestant after another.

Swept by this light, the level of the natal magic weapon in the body can't be hidden.

No one can hide it, and under this light, there is nothing to hide.

"Fanaticism... Let's go!!"

"Buzz—"

As a broadcast fell, the people present disappeared one by one and were teleported to the space of the maniac battle.

Chu Mad was not spared, and in front of him, a flower appeared on a hill on a plain.

He was accompanied by two other people.

In this three-legged standing, no one dares to make a rash move.

Chu Mad realm, before he revealed the spiritual energy in his body, these people couldn't see what realm he was at all.

If people knew that he was the eighth level of the Yuan Infant Realm, they might just ignore it.

Looking at the small eyes of the two people not far away, Chu Mad knew that they would not make a move in a short time.

At the moment, directly revive the six spiritual roots, the six evil bodies, and the killing god spiritual roots in the body.

"Buzz!"

In the dantian space, the dragon shadow surrounded, and the mighty six Dharma bodies emerged.

Before the Dharma Body fused into the physical body, at this moment, there were six-colored thunderbolts crackling around Chu Mad's body.

The invisible waves of qi under his feet were agitated, and the little breath that burst out from within made him an extremely dangerous figure.

The eyes of the other two contestants fell on him.

At the same time, the office of the head of the arena.

This is a woman wearing a red rose cheongsam, a delicate and plump figure, wrapped in this cheongsam, vividly displayed, the round and beautiful buttocks under the waist of the water snake are seductive, and the hem of the cheongsam, a mouth extends straight to the thighs.

The cold face, and the beautiful eyes that flashed a little evil in time, showed that she was by no means a good type.

At this moment, she is paying attention to the killing god who is staked with a huge amount of money of one trillion yuan.

Look at the terrifying aura that emanates from his body, and the six-colored thunder that crackles and flashes.

The cheongsam woman directly scanned the past with a super magic array.

Drip: No violations.

The magic circle system, but there are no violation prompts.

"Scan the strength of the god-killing breath. ”

Drop: The contestant's god-killing realm is the eightfold of the Yuanying realm, but the current aura intensity is the sixfold of the Shenfu realm.

"Sixfold?!He's just a primordial eightfold?!" The cheongsam woman showed a shocked expression.

Di: Yes, from the contestant's god-killing body, he scanned an unparalleled energy fluctuation, which belonged to his own energy, not from the increase of external forces, so there was no violation.

"Freak, just the eightfold Yuan Infant Realm, how can you burst out with the sixfold combat power of the Divine Mansion Realm?!" The cheongsam woman's eyes were full of surprise, and her heart was even more difficult to calm down.

Drip: The strength of the contestant's god-killing aura has increased again, and it has now risen to the peak of the Divine Mansion Realm.

With the prompt sound of the magic circle system, Chu Mad in the screen, a strange six-colored mark appeared at the center of his eyebrows At the same time, the red dragon shadow surrounded his body, and the six-colored thunder flickered.

"What?!"

The cheongsam woman stood up in shock, staring at the blood-colored man on the screen in disbelief.

Drop: If the contestant kills the god and can continue this posture until the end, he is the king of the madmen this time.

The circle system directly declares the winner.

"Freak, what a freak, are you sure he didn't bring anything illegal?!" the cheongsam woman shook her head vigorously, unwilling to believe this kind of subversive thing.

The Yuan Infant Realm is eightfold, but the power displayed is the peak of the Divine Mansion Realm.

God-damned, it completely transcends the two great realms.

Seeing this kind of thing, no one can accept it.

Directly refresh people's perception of the gap between realms.

No one will be surprised to skip a few small realms, but it will be shocking to leapfrog two big realms.

Drop: There are no irregularities scanned, and the contestants' ability to kill gods is indeed their own strength, please don't question the ability of the emperor-level magic circle.