Final Priesthood

Chapter 203: Your transformation doesn’t look very good.

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The bald middle-aged man has a burst of energy all over his body, and his true meaning appears in the shape of a fox.

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

 “Bang!”

Lu Yuan casually broke the bald middle-aged man's neck and threw it away like trash.

Lu Yuanyuan is not a cruel person who likes to kill.

  His neck was broken and he could still survive if he was saved in time, but if others took the opportunity to attack him, it would not be his fault.

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

The three of them can jump up from below to block the road at the first time. They are quite powerful masters among the **** warriors.

 The fight between the three people was witnessed 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 the small platform in the middle of the pyramid, looking down at the people below with calm eyes.

 An invisible force was released around him.

 Falled in the eyes of the **** warriors below.

On the small platform in the middle of the pyramid, it seemed as if a flood wave tens of meters high rose up behind Lu Yuan, and then silently fell down along the four sides of the platform.

That indescribable depressive emotion made everyone who looked up and faced the distance feel breathless, stopped abruptly, and did not dare to move forward.

 The red smoke at the bottom of the pyramid is still rising upwards, gradually swallowing up each **** warrior.

Everyone struggled to move upward, trying to avoid the invasion of red smoke.

 But when you climb to a certain level, you are all stuck together and hesitate to move forward.

The people below who had their butts bitten by Chi Yan cursed and pushed loudly, but the people on top could not move as if their feet were rooted to the ground.

 Looking from an outsider’s perspective.

At this time, a strange scene appeared at the lower end of the pyramid.

Him clearly eliminated Chi Yan and pressed forward step by step, but all the **** warriors just squeezed together.

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

Lu Yuan quietly scanned everyone below.

 Then, turn around.

 Step by step towards the top of the pyramid.

"Forehead"

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

 The entire Roofless City has been completely submerged.

He stared blankly at the figure climbing up the steps of the pyramid, his mouth slightly open, and an indescribable throbbing surging in his heart.

 “Going to the top.”

 Only now did he know what Lu Yuan meant when he told him to wait below.

Lu Yuan didn’t want him to take risks and planned to climb to the top alone and win this **** battle.

 Yes, with Lu Yuan’s strength, he is indeed more promising than him.

but

 “Where’s the divine blood?”

Lin Zhiqin subconsciously looked at the big screen at the top, where the name of the banquet eater hung high at the top of the rankings.

 The accumulated winning points behind it are .4752!

 “Not enough. Still not enough.”

Lin Zhiqin looked dazed, his hands clenched into fists, and his lips under the mask were trembling slightly.

 The exchange price for divine blood is 10,000 victory points.

 Even if Lu Yuan won the **** battle on his behalf, the distance would be enough to save Lin Mo's life.

 Still not enough!

 A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped Lin Zhiqin.

"interesting."

The Tyrant King at the top of the pyramid had rays of light in his eyes, and he slowly stood up from the throne.

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

finally.

　　 Lu Yuan walked in front of him.

Stop three steps away from the top platform of the pyramid.

 Then look up.

　　The gaze projected from under the three-eyed billy goat mask and the black iron mask silently looked at each other.

The tyrant king unscrupulously suppressed his momentum, trying to teach the "blasphemer" in front of him to bow down, who had made him "unsatisfied" from the very beginning.

 But let his momentum roll down like a stormy wave.

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

The Tyrant King's eyes grew colder and he said calmly: "Congratulations, feaster.

 You have won the final victory in this ultimate **** battle. "

Lu Yuan calmly looked at the Tyrant King, turning a blind eye to his aggressive and oppressive gaze, and just said: "So, is there a reward?"

"award?"

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

 “Of course there are rewards.

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

 Wealth, power, power”

 “I want divine blood.”

Lu Yuan interrupted him.

The Tyrant King stopped speaking and looked at him quietly, his eyes quickly becoming cold.

 Soon, he spoke again calmly.

 “Sorry, there is no divine blood.”

　　“Although you won.

 But the performance is not good enough and does not meet the redemption standard of divine blood.

 The victory points you have are not enough. "

 “Isn’t it enough?”

After receiving this answer, Lu Yuan muttered something softly, lowered his head, and seemed to fall silent.

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

Ah.

 Another idiot who was attracted by the divine blood.

 Do you think that otherworldly power can be obtained so easily?

 Experiencing a mere ultimate **** battle, do you think you can climb to his position?

 You naive and foolish person.

I don’t know how they are just toys for people’s entertainment in a game. How can their weak and humble bodies be qualified to receive the gift of the great “God of Martial Arts and Hunting”?

 The tyrant king was thinking, suddenly.

 “Kakaka—”

　　Along with the sound of fine bone chirping, it seemed as if a thick shadow was rising rapidly.

 A surging heat wave hit my face.

Immediately after standing on the steps at his feet, Lu Yuan, who was originally a head lower than him, began to grow in size.

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

Hair also grew suddenly, reaching to her waist, and her skin glowed a dark red color like lava.

 “Huchi—huchi—”

He was panting violently, and thick white steam blew out from his mouth and nose.

The originally fitting goat mask fell off automatically, revealing a ferocious and enchantingly handsome face with meridians all over it.

 Three stages, the ultimate transformation!

 The terrifying breath hit the Tyrant King's cheek hard like a huge wave of lava.

 The surrounding air became distorted.

The demon-like body took a step forward and approached the violent king.

 He lowered his head and stared at him with a pair of cold and violent eyes.

Then.

 Speak word by word. "Then if you are included, it should be enough, right?"

"Forehead"

The King of Tyrants stood there blankly, his whole body frozen for an instant.

I was so shocked by the sudden change in front of me that I couldn't react for a while.

At this moment.

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 A blazing wind roared.

The strong sense of suffocation woke up the violent king from shock.

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

 “Boom!”

 The tyrant king was like a sandbag and was sent flying by Lu Yuan's heavy palm.

"boom!"

One step away from the road. He formally stepped onto the top platform of the pyramid, crushing large pieces of earth and stone.

 “Damn it!”

With a loud roar, the tyrant king who had just been slapped away by him pounced on him again.

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

Then

The road was far away from right to left, and Mou slapped him with enough strength.

The air along the way was crackled with a series of explosions, and huge white waves visible to the naked eye swelled out.

 “Bang!” A sound was heard, and the tyrant king was slapped **** the face.

Once again, he was slapped away and fell directly to the bottom of the pyramid platform with a bang.

 Hmm. I could vaguely hear the sound of heavy objects rolling on the steps.

 “Hu-hu-”

Lu Yuan took a few deep breaths, blowing out hot air.

 Under the third stage of ultimate transformation, his limit-breaking physique and limit-breaking agility potential were almost fully activated.

  lv4 [Special Power], the effect of ultimate power has been developed to a whole new level.

　　The power that erupted instantly with every movement of his hands was so great that even he himself didn't know what level it was.

 Nearly a hundred tons?

 It is estimated that even if it does not reach one hundred tons, it will not be far off.

 Slap Fei Bao Wang, and the top of the huge pyramid is only a long way away, and a thin man wearing a silver sheep mask.

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

Lu Yuan’s current momentum is too strong.

The whole person is like a thousand-degree furnace that is being calcined. The heat wave naturally emitted directly engulfs the entire platform.

He took a random step, and a circle of gravel and other materials under his feet automatically rolled aside.

 The air around the outline of the body is distorted like a high-temperature calcination.

 “Boom!”

With a loud noise, a figure rose into the sky and landed in front of Lu Yuan with a loud "boom".

 It is the violent king who goes and comes back.

At this time, all the clothes on the Tyrant King's body have been torn off, and the black iron mask on his face has also disappeared, revealing a ferocious face covered with scars and bulging veins.

 “Okay, okay!”

The King of Bao stood in front of Lu Yuan. Even though he was at full strength, there was still a size gap between him and Lu Yuan, as if he was one size smaller.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan, with uncontrollable shock and horror surging in his eyes.

“The ultimate **** battle has been going on for so long, and you are still the first participant in the **** battle who dares to attack the spear-bearer!”

 “Body of burning blood!”

As the Tyrant King spoke, he suddenly roared angrily.

Traces of scarlet blood mist overflowed from the pores all over his body.

Stimulated by the blood mist, his already strong and exaggerated figure swelled again.

 “Kakaka—”

 The figure of more than two meters tall suddenly grew larger.

 Within a breath, the circle actually became larger than the distance of the road.

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The Tyrant King exhaled a breath of white air, directly creating a gust of wind on the platform, which was exaggerated to the point of ridiculous lung capacity.

 The corners of both of his eyes were cracked, and the eyeballs were covered with dense bloodshot eyes.

The whole person is like a wild beast, exuding a huge and astonishing aura.

The Tyrant King twisted his neck, which was so thick that it was almost invisible, and made a terrifying sound of bones.

 Then he looked at Lu Yuan, with an exaggerated and sinister smile on his bulging face.

 “After I became a spear bearer, I never fought against anyone again.

 Looks like someone has forgotten my name. Huh? ! "

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

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

Then

 Fistes and palms touching each other.

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

 “Boom!”

The terrifying big hand was firmly stamped on his exaggeratedly plump chest, causing it to dent with a click.

The Tyrant King's huge body, which was more than 2.4 meters tall, flew straight out like a heavy machine that had been overturned.

There was a "bang" sound as it hit the Iron Spear Throne behind.

 The person and the throne rolled into a ball.

 “So much nonsense.”

Lu Yuan took back his hand and slowly moved his wrist.

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

But fortunately, his physique was amazing, and the numbness and swelling disappeared in a thousandth of a second.

 He strolled towards the Tyrant King with a calm look on his face.

Going up to the tyrant king, he saw the tyrant king lying straight on the ground with a shocked and completely unacceptable expression, gasping for air.

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

Thinking about it, he stretched out his arms, hugged the throne, and lifted the big iron lump up forcefully.

The Tyrant King's eyes widened instantly while he was lying on the ground, and he watched helplessly as a huge black shadow covered his body and cheeks.

　　 accompanied by an indifferent voice.

“Your transformation doesn’t look very good, does it?”

Then

The huge Iron Spear Throne smashed down hard.

 “Boom!”

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

 The Tyrant King's hands and feet, which were lying on the ground, were violently lifted upwards and twitching.

 In the huge underground space, tens of thousands of spectators and **** warriors, no one made a sound.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

 Their hearts also fell with the Iron Spear Throne.

Hooked hard.

 (End of this chapter)