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Under Mount Tibora, an underground palace with surging lava.

A huge roar came from the red lava lake, and a few dozen meters high pillars of fire shot up into the sky. The hot lava gushed onto the walls on both sides, making a hissing sound.

Then the molten lava split on both sides, revealing the shining stone steps near the edge.

Su Heng's burly upper body was naked, holding the scepter that had just been cast in the original blood river, and he walked up the steps step by step.

Crack!

He moved his body slightly.

During this sleep, he completely digested and absorbed the absorbed demon souls.

Although the sleep time was not too long, the current state was also very good.

And it was faster than Su Heng's initial expectation.

"Maybe it is related to the trial in the original blood river, and it still brought some unobvious benefits." Su Heng guessed.

He frowned slightly, thinking of the two experiences in the original blood river, he was still a little afraid.

At this time, Su Heng suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up.

His eyes fell on the wall next to him. In the firelight emitted by the magma, a demon head with horns and a bull-like appearance was hung on a black decorative rack as some kind of bloody trophy.

Su Heng’s previous understanding of the original blood river was limited.

He was just surprised.

After entering his body, this head could not be digested and absorbed.

Now it seems that the reason may be related to the power of the blood river.

Swish!

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

The huge demon head floated down from the wall and fell heavily in Su Heng’s hand.

Su Heng used five fingers to pinch it.

With his current strength, he only left a few shallow finger marks on it.

"Interesting." Su Heng raised the corner of his mouth, and his face showed an interested expression. He infiltrated his mental power into it, and immediately felt a blood-red energy firmly attached to this hard skull. Fortunately, Su Heng's mental power was strong enough at this time, and he extracted the remaining power from it like peeling a cocoon.

Compared with the gains of the two times.

The authority obtained from the Blood River the first time was less than one-third of the second time.

But it is better to have it than not to have it, and this thing can be developed for a lot of uses.

With the idea of ​​not wasting it.

Su Heng merged the two powers together.

All of them were injected into the scepter in his left hand, and the light emitted from it became more and more bright red.

Those protruding spikes looked like they had just run over a living life, and you could vaguely hear bursts of howling from it.

That feeling was chilling.

Su Heng showed a satisfied smile on his face, and felt that the scepter was a little heavier.

And the skull, even if it lost the authority of the Blood River. The structure on it was also modified, and a strong evil spirit remained.

This thing is still useful in the next plan. Su Heng reached out and touched it lightly, and then activated the Flesh and Blood Furnace talent.

Swish!

A breeze blew by.

The huge skull disappeared out of thin air and was taken away by Su Heng.

His mind moved slightly, and a dark red light flashed before his eyes. Li Hongxiu's ghostly body slowly emerged from the darkness.

"Master." Her voice was cold, and she knelt slightly to salute Su Heng. Her long black and soft hair flowed smoothly along the girl's pale cheeks and knife-like shoulders like a stream in the clear autumn.

Su Heng had the urge to touch her, but he still nodded and asked, "How is the task I told you to do now?"

Li Hongxiu raised her head and smiled, "It's going very smoothly."

"That's good." Su Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Kuligara and Garuda, the two descenders were not killed by Su Heng.

He hoped to use these two experimental subjects to reversely study the life engineering of the descenders.

Compared with the weak third generation like Panbala, the biggest difference between them is that the second generation of descenders has some of the original power of Changshengtian in their bodies.

So the first step of the experiment.

It is to forcibly separate and extract this power from them.

This is not an easy task, but fortunately Su Heng now has the path of "all things return to one".

In addition, after absorbing a large number of demon souls, his mental power has further increased, and Su Heng's control over the path has become more and more perfect.

He left part of his consciousness beside Li Hongxiu, and kept trying during the period of sleep, spending a lot of effort, and now he finally succeeded.

"I brought back what you want." Li Hongxiu said immediately.

She waved her long sleeves, and two mysterious lights suddenly appeared in the originally dark underground palace, flying gently towards Su Heng.

Su Heng spread his five fingers and reached out to catch it. Half of his face reflected the dark red light of the magma, and his temperament seemed a little evil. A stream of tempting fragrance came from the light. This was not a real sense of smell, but Su Heng's body sensed these two things, which were useful for his own practice and were excellent resources, so a desire came.

Ignore this emotion and focus your attention on the object in your hand.

One of the balls of light looked like a golden eye with wings, and there were also stardust-like light spots floating around it.

Judging from the aura emanating from it, this should be the origin of Kurikara, the Star-Forging Golden Dragon.

The other group was dark in color and cold in breath. It looked like a shadow formed by countless storms. It should be the origin of Panbala, the dark night storm.

"Such biological alchemy is incredible." Su Heng sighed.

He used the power of the demon engine to create two spores, merging the two origins into them to prevent the power inside from causing further loss.

As for how to use it.

Su Heng hadn't thought about it for a while.

Although eating it is good for his practice, it seems a bit too wasteful to do so.

"What about the two people, how are they now?" Su Heng asked again.

Li Hongxiu replied, "Generally speaking, it's not good. The breath is weak, but they have a deep foundation after all. They are still alive and are imprisoned in the deepest cage and are tightly sealed."

"It's good to be alive..." Su Heng nodded and grinned.

Li Hongxiu suddenly felt a little cold.

She has been with Su Heng for a while, and slowly summed up the rules. Whenever Su Heng showed this kind of smile, it is estimated that something cruel will happen next.

However, Li Hongxiu still walked slowly to Su Heng's side. It was hard to tell whether she was also looking forward to it.

Su Heng told Li Hongxiu his plan, and his rough fingers gently brushed through her soft hair, feeling the delicate and cool touch of top-grade silk.

Li Hongxiu nodded seriously.

Then she took the scepter from Su Heng's hand with some effort, and slowly disappeared from the underground palace.

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Not long after Su Heng conquered the Blood Realm.

He asked the fire giants to build an arena on Mount Tibora.

The huge circular arena was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time. The purpose of building the arena was, on the one hand, Su Heng's personal hobby, and on the other hand, the extreme emotions of the audience and the gladiators in the brutal fight could bring obvious benefits to the expansion of the Blood Realm.

However, for most of the time after it was built, the arena was in a semi-abandoned state.

This is because the population in the Blood Realm is sparse.

Those who can enter and avoid the influence of Changshengtian's power need at least a cultivation level higher than Tiangui.

However, as time goes by, the power of the blood world is also growing rapidly. As the will of the world, Li Hongxiu has undergone various transformations to varying degrees.

Today's blood world.

Although it is not a beautiful environment, it is already more suitable for living.

Even some ordinary people can live in it for a long time after Su Heng's genetic transformation.

Several large cities have been built in the blood world. It is precisely because of this that the originally abandoned arena has been reactivated as the population in the blood world grows rapidly.

At this time -

Although the scheduled show has not yet started.

But the arena has already been crowded with a large number of spectators, and it looks like a black tide from a distance.

As several bloody foreplays came to an end, the powerful demon captured from Changshengtian was beheaded, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The audience's emotions were also completely ignited, and the cheers were deafening, resounding through the sky, and even spread all the way down along the intricate stone walls of the arena, into the dark dungeon below where few people cared.

Tick!

A drop of sewage fell along the crack in the ceiling above.

Several ragged slaves suddenly widened their eyes, and quickly pounced forward like stray dogs licking food, eager to absorb a little bit of water from the dirt on the ground.

Garuda heard the cheers from above, his eyelids twitched slightly, and then slowly woke up.

"Hiss!"

He didn't have time to move.

The pain from all over his body was like a cold sea tide.

He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and the muscles in his arms and thighs were even more uncontrollable.

His head was dizzy, his lips were chapped, and there were messy black lines in his eyes. The most terrible thing was the feeling of weakness coming from his body.

He didn't know that he was in a coma.

Those damned villains did something to him, but there is no doubt that he is in a very bad state now.

He forced himself to wake up and look at the surrounding environment. There were rough and hard stone walls everywhere, and the environment was dim. The only light came from two braziers placed in the corner of the wall in the distance.

In the dim light, you can see that many people are imprisoned around.

Among them are some ancient races, demons, and human death row prisoners who have committed serious crimes. Everyone looks very fierce.

There is also a blood-red, hairless, muscular hound in the corner. Its fangs are bared, and there is a circle of colorful lizard-like neck folds on its neck, which are opening and closing with the monster's heavy breathing. The hound's eyes are scarlet, with a sick light, and it is looking at him with ill intentions at this time, as if it has determined that he will not live for too long, and is considering how to enjoy this delicious meal.

"Damn beast, get out!" Garuda was furious and couldn't help cursing.

Of course, the hound didn't understand what it said, and moved forward tentatively.

The prisoners nearby also looked like they were enjoying the show, their faces showing bloodthirsty excitement in the dark red light.

Bang!

Just at this moment.

The dull sound of footsteps came from the darkness in the distance.

The prisoners around were startled, hurriedly moved closer to the corner, sat on the ground with their chests and heads held high, and their backs firmly pressed against the hard wall behind them.

This well-behaved look makes him look like a top student who never causes trouble in school.

Even the stupid hound couldn't help but snort, turned around, shook his head and left, staying in the corner without moving.

Garuda breathed a sigh of relief, but he had a bad feeling in his heart. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he looked up in the direction of the sound. The flickering fire in the oil pan was like a layer of gauze, slowly outlining the figures. The slender one in the lead had a ghostly beauty. The latter two were huge, like a towering wall, with a strong sense of oppression.

The three stopped in front of him, and Garuda finally saw the appearance of the person coming. The corners of his mouth grinned and said disdainfully, "It's you."

Standing in front of him was Li Hongxiu.

Garuda remembered this person, who once stood beside Su Heng.

It was the monster's right-hand man. Although he looked cold, he was a vicious person.

During the time she was imprisoned, she was tortured. It can be said that she was the one who put her in this situation.

"Bitch, where is my brother? Where did you take him?" Garuda roared with a fierce look on his face, his hands tied behind his back.

Li Hongxiu was not angry, but said calmly, "You will see him soon."

"But before that, a little preparation is needed." Li Hongxiu smiled softly, with a smile on her lips.

Garuda was delighted, but before he could think about what Li Hongxiu meant by "preparation". He saw the latter gently raise the strange scepter in his hand, and it fell with a dazzling red light. Garuda only felt a stabbing pain in his eyebrows, like a hot steel needle inserted, and then screamed and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was already in front of a bronze door.

Rumble!

As the mechanisms on both sides operated.

The gate, which was more than 30 meters high, was slowly opened, and a strong light came with the cheers of the audience.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, yellow sand, sulfur and poisonous smoke. Garuda narrowed his eyes and stepped forward step by step into the open space in the center of the arena.

He was surrounded by cheering and screaming people, and he stepped barefoot on the rough gravel. Some of the gravel was coagulated because of blood, and the bones of giant beasts and cruel rollers covered with spikes were scattered in the middle. He seemed to have become a gladiator for people's entertainment. He should have been angry about this, but a low voice sounded in his ears, "You should enjoy it all."

"It doesn't seem bad to do this." Garuda thought, reaching out to respond to the shouts of the audience, and the cheers became louder.

Then, the door on the other side was slowly opened.

A huge lion appeared in the corridor, more than three meters tall and more than seven meters long, with smooth hair all over his body, shining with dazzling golden light in the sun. The lion bared its teeth at him, threatening him. But Garuda noticed that the lion's eyes were strange, with a feeling of shock, sadness, and even despair.

I don't know why...

His broken heart also began to ache, as if hot blood was seeping out.

But that voice rang in his ears again, saying, "Kill it, it's your enemy, as long as you kill it you will be free."

Garuda didn't remember what happened next very clearly, it was a torrent of countless broken pictures.

He fought with the lion with his bare hands, his elbow cut through the lion's head like a blade, and hot blood spurted out.

The cheers of the audience were better than the last stimulant, and the blood in his body was boiling.

And those eyes, with unspeakable sadness. Anger exploded in his chest like a volcano, such a beast dared to show such an expression to him.

He pushed the lion to the ground and punched the lion's head one punch after another.

Teeth broke, eyes exploded, and blood stained the hair all over his body red. Every time he punched with all his strength, cheers like a tide rang out from the audience around him.

He was immersed in such a dreamlike pleasure, howling like a wild beast. He even tore the lion's head off with his teeth, holding it high as if holding his own trophy, pouring hot blood on his head and flowing down his skin--

When the duel reached its climax, the cheers like a tide suddenly stopped.

Garuda's heart seemed to stop beating.

Something was gently removed, and the twisted mind returned to normal.

He widened his eyes.

As if he had seen hell with his own eyes, he screamed in fear.

The lion that was pressed under him disappeared, replaced by a headless corpse.

Blood gushed out, forming a mirror-like pool of blood under him, and all kinds of hideous scars were all over his body. These were all the atrocities he committed. He was trembling all over, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, and a stream of intense emotions like electric currents surged into his brain, exploding with a bang. The world was spinning in all directions, and everything was gradually peeling away, leaving only a huge despair like a deep sea, which was about to drown him.

Bang!

Panbala threw the trophy he was holding high to the ground.

The brother's magnificent and majestic head was now becoming a bloody mess, and one of his eyeballs was still held in his hand, and the black eye sockets just looked at him.

He opened his mouth and breathed as hard as he could, his pupils trembling violently but he couldn't make any sound.

He finally saw his brother again, but in such an occasion... Garuda looked up with a dull look. On the largest and most majestic viewing platform, Su Heng gently stood up from the dark throne, with a smile on his face, and applauded for his wonderful performance.

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