Global Demon Transformation.

Chapter 555 Explosion!
The place where gods fell.

On a barren piece of land, three figures were running swiftly, while seven figures were chasing after them.

"How to do?"

Xie Yixiao asked as he sped along, his voice tinged with anxiety and despair.

As a Glory All-Star, he was no longer the spirited man he once was. He looked extremely disheveled, with his long hair in disarray, his clothes stained with blood, and a wound on his waist.

"We can't beat them, so we have to run. There are seven of them. If nothing unexpected happens, one of them will be a King-level expert leading the team. If it's a Martial King, it'll be a bit better."

Zhao Zhou looked back and said with a somewhat grim expression.

They entered the Land of Fallen Gods three days ago and have been hunted down for three days.

During the chase, the group was forced to split up.

With fewer people, the target is naturally not as big, but if they encounter a small enemy squad, they can only run away.

The land of fallen gods is desolate, with no forests or cover, making it almost impossible to escape the enemy.

"If things get really bad, we should split up and escape; there's still a glimmer of hope."

Chen Junhao said.

Xie Yixiao trembled, and her face turned pale.

If they escape separately, Zhao Zhou and Chen Junhao have a good chance of escaping alive, but he definitely won't be able to escape and might even be captured alive.

The thought of being captured alive sent a chill down his spine.

That would be better than committing suicide.

At this point, he began to regret participating in the King's Plan.

He also regretted entering the Land of Fallen Gods so early.

"Someone!"

Xie Yixiao looked up at the sky, a hint of surprise in his eyes. At this moment, five figures were flying over them. Because of the high altitude, they could not see their specific appearances, but judging from their clothing, they should be Westerners. They were also participants in this competition.

"help!"

Xie Yixiao shouted loudly and waved his hands repeatedly, but the other party only glanced down at them and ignored them completely before disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

"Oh shit!"

Xie Yixiao lowered his waving hand and cursed.

As his hopes were dashed, his pace gradually slowed.

It wasn't that they didn't want to escape, nor that they lacked the strength; it was that they were already surrounded.

The three stopped in unison, back to back, moving slowly with icy eyes as they watched the strange man slowly approaching.

"bloody battle!"

Chen Junhao said viciously, his soul power surged, and a strong golden light shone from his body. His eyes turned brownish-yellow, with a black ring around his eye sockets. His muscles writhed, like a python lurking under his skin. Accompanied by a series of bone cracking sounds, his body suddenly grew taller, his body thick and fat, covered with thick brown hair that looked long and dense.

Chen Junhao refined the Qi Demon Bear, which ranked 53rd on the Earth Ranking and whose innate soul skill was gravity control.

His career path is the same as Ye Xing's: berserker.

Even before he retired, he was the league's number one berserker.

Ye Xing's Berserk Beast talent skill is Berserk, and in terms of strength, no one can rival him.

Chen Junhao's power is not as ferocious as Ye Xing's, but with his gravity control ability, his attack methods are more diverse. He is not only a berserker, but also a recognized control expert.

After Chen Junhao's transformation into a demon, Zhao Zhou also underwent a transformation into a demon.

"what!"

Zhao Zhou roared, his body slightly hunched over, as if he were enduring the pain.

With a roar, his eyes turned dark green, and black spikes pierced his back. His chest and joints were covered with a layer of black armor, and behind him, three scorpion tails, four or five meters long, gleamed with metallic light and covered with ferocious barbs, swayed slightly.

Compared to the two men, Xie Yixiao appeared much more elegant, like a beautiful elf.

As the three men transformed into demons, seven other strange men arrived before them, no more than ten meters away. Three of them had also entered their demonic transformation state.

Without any warning, a dark red flame exploded in front of Xie Yixiao and his companions. With a loud bang, the flame seemed to want to devour the three of them, but it was heavily suppressed by an invisible force and scattered across the ground.

Zhao Zhou stepped forward, lowered his head slightly, and his scorpion tail flashed out like a long whip, lashing out at a strange man who rushed forward. The speed was as fast as lightning, and the trajectory of the attack was impossible to see.

The strange man moved to the side, and the scorpion tail swept past his ear. Before he could make a next move, the scorpion tail suddenly lashed out, grazing his arm and whipping back behind Zhao Zhou.

"you are dead."

Zhao Zhou said in a calm tone.

The strange man looked terrified, and his face quickly turned black.

"Pfft."

A flash of light struck, and the strange man's right arm was severed. The arm fell to the ground, and the blood flowing from the wound had turned black and showed signs of congealing.

"As expected of the Three-Tailed Dragon Scorpion on the Earth Ranking, its poison is incredibly potent!"

A bald, burly man put away his broadsword, and the look of disdain on his face turned serious.

Those who can enter the Land of Fallen Gods are all experts of the human race, just one step away from becoming kings. Although they are weaker than him in strength, their demon spirits, soul skills, and talents are all superior to his.

Even though they have the numerical advantage, they must be very careful, or they will suffer a terrible fate.

"Ah." Although his arm was severed in time, the superhuman man was not out of danger. His face was still black, and he looked exhausted and powerless. He collapsed to the ground and howled in pain.

Even if they don't die, they're no longer capable of fighting.

"kill."

With a furious roar, the bald man's body radiated a dazzling light, and he leaped into the air, where a giant purple eagle, over thirty meters long, appeared in the sky.

The giant purple eagle was made of energy and its shape was somewhat blurry, while the bald man was located inside the eagle's head.

The giant eagle flapped its wings, a gale swept through the air, sand and stones flew everywhere, and a howling sound echoed across the sky. Amid the howling, streaks of purple electricity flashed.

"Forget about the Spirit King, he's the Spirit King who refined the Purple Wind Eagle. His life soul is a bit blurry, so he should be a lower-level Spirit King."

Chen Junhao said, his eyes turning serious. This time, he was afraid that only one person would be left behind.

Chen Junhao glanced at Xie Yixiao, who seemed to sense it and turned around, but Chen Junhao had already looked away.

Xie Yixiao suppressed his unease, waved his hands, and launched an attack.

Six bolts of lightning appeared almost simultaneously above the six individuals. Some dodged them, while others activated their protective barriers.

This instantaneous lightning strike is Xie Yixiao's signature move.

Its power may not be great, but it's perfect for restraining the enemy.

He did not attack the bald man; with his strength, he could not harm the Spirit King's soul in the slightest.

As Xie Yixiao attacked, the giant purple eagle flapped its wings in mid-air, and huge wind blades appeared out of thin air, flying down towards the three of them in a devastating barrage.

Xie Yixiao and Zhao Zhou stood close to Chen Junhao.

"Roar."

Chen Junhao shouted, and ripples spread through the surrounding space. The wind blades shattered and disappeared, but even more wind blades flew towards the three of them afterward.

At the same time, a blazing heat wave swept in from all directions, but before it could get close, it was pressed down by gravity again and flowed on the ground like water.

"This won't do. If we run out of soul power, we're doomed. The three of us will unleash our ultimate attacks together later."

Zhao Zhou said quickly.

Faced with the siege of seven people, one of whom was a powerful Spirit King, they could only struggle to hold on, with no other options.

Chen Junhao remained silent.

Zhao Zhou didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was clear: they should escape separately.

If they escape separately, Xie Yixiao will undoubtedly die.

Xie Yixiao clearly understood, a sad smile playing on her lips, but she didn't hold any resentment.

If it were him, he would have done the same.

No one is that great, and besides, they didn't have much of a relationship; it was just a temporary team.

Just as Xie Yixiao was in despair, a figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

Was that an old man?

How could an elderly person appear in the Land of Fallen Gods?

Before Xie Yixiao could react, the pot-bellied old man was already rushing towards them at great speed.

The strange man also noticed the arrival of the uninvited guest, but he did not panic. Instead, he used his soul skill to try to repel the old man.

"Run!" the old man shouted.

Although Xie Yixiao and the other two didn't know what had happened, they instinctively ran.

The old man attracted the attention of the strange people, and no one stopped them at this time.

Seeing Xie Yixiao and the other two escape, the fat old man sped up again, dodging whenever he could, and letting the attacks leave deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body when he couldn't. With all his might, he rushed to the front of the aliens.

"Haha."

With a loud laugh, the fat old man's entire body turned red, and an astonishing burst of blood energy erupted. His body swelled at a visible speed, with veins bulging all over his body, making him look terrifying. A violent explosion rang out, blood splattered everywhere, and space seemed to distort as if wrinkles appeared, with shocking gray cracks appearing and spreading rapidly.

The six extraordinary men looked terrified. They wanted to escape, but they had no time to hide and could not hide. At this moment, the area within a radius of two or three hundred meters centered on the old man was shrouded in spatial rifts, even forming a special circular and distorted space.

This space is still expanding rapidly.

The alien's body was cut apart by a spatial rift, and the severed limbs disappeared before they even hit the ground.

There was silence.

The howling of the wind quietly stopped.

Xie Yixiao kept backing away, his eyes somewhat blank. He touched the blood on his face; it was the fat old man's blood.

Only the king can self-destruct.

Judging from the astonishing power of his blood and qi just now, it is clear that the old man is a Martial King.

But why would a Martial King suddenly appear in the Land of Fallen Gods and choose to self-destruct in order to save them?

One kilometer away.

Upon hearing the explosion, Zhang Dongguang frantically flapped his spiritual wings and rushed over. In mid-air, he just happened to see his old friend self-destruct. His body trembled slightly, but his eyes did not show much sadness. He laughed and cursed, "You fatso, you're fat, but you can run faster than me."

(End of this chapter)