Trafford’s Trading Club

Compared to becoming the final winner, Miss Nan One was holding a metal ball the size of a watermelon with a silly look in her eyes - it seemed that victory in this ultimate challenge was far less than victory.

But soon, Miss Nan one swallowed the metal ball directly into her body, and then looked around with great vigilance.

She felt resentment, both off and on the court, very heavy, lots and lots of resentment.

She could understand the resentment in the field. After all, there were so many people fighting life and death, and finally everyone worked together to destroy the sky barrier... once, and then the winner who was supposed to belong to Xiaolin Demon King ended up taking advantage of her.

The anger of these people has long been expected by Miss Nan One - when the conditions for the winner are so simple, the anger of being fooled will naturally increase.

As for off-site...

When she used [Time Recall], she was already prepared to expose the identity of [Lord of Star Creation]... Anyway, it was her true self who was ultimately affected.

Miss Nan One is a ruthless person. When she becomes ruthless, she will even trick herself.

What's more, after switching to Boss Luo and becoming a black soul, she had already made plans to separate from him... If she had known that the Star World would disappear so quickly, she would have fished out a few more things.

What a pity, what a pity...

"Winner, come on stage to accept your reward."

After announcing the end of the battlefield, Bai Mei's voice sounded again, and then with a wave of his hand, Miss Nan was sent directly to the throne stand.

At this time, everyone who was afraid of Canglan's strength had nowhere to vent their anger at being fooled, so they could only hold it back - the battlefield had begun, and all battlefield rules had stopped, which meant... the challengers off the field had already stopped. The opportunity for designated resurrection was lost.

However, the shackles on the challengers have not been lifted.

If he had died that time, he might have really died...

"Now that the winner has been born, he... what are they planning to do with you?" Finally, in the strange silence, Tianfei Yinglong's voice slowly sounded.

At the same time, the eyes of all the challengers fell on Cang Lan almost at the same time... People know how Cang Lan, who can suppress everyone by one person, will manipulate us, and they also know that this The master of the arena who is more terrifying than Cang Lan will do something more terrifying.

Everything beyond that is beyond our knowledge.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s us in the era of the witch clan or us in the era of the pre-human race.

"Wait." Cang Lan said calmly at this time.

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The little crimson prince looked at the challengers in the arena with some embarrassment... In comparison, the number of challengers at this time was actually one in ten.

Those who have been able to survive until now are basically those who have extraordinary luck - after all, even the owner of the arena has a way to control the mechanism of random erasure. At least I can only choose to turn on or off that mechanism.

At this time, even if ten people have saved one, the number is still considerable - the condition for the failure of the only person standing in the final field is really so complicated that as long as there is only one person left standing, he can win.

But basically, there will be a situation where everyone is a good person, and everyone is married to one person... Even those who have guessed that there is a complicated possibility of winning may not have the courage to gamble on that outcome.

——You should do that, that is the right thing to do.

——Absolutely.

"It's a big trick to be rebellious." Under the throne, Boss Luo breathed a sigh of relief. I had opened my eyes again. At this time, I could see no trace of the slightest wave in my eyes. "It's a big trick, but it doesn't work." ...The rules of the ultimate arena are like Angel’s style.”

"It was designed by [Huang] Palace." The Scarlet Little Duke said directly: "[Huang] Palace said that if the joy of consecutive winners can be deprived, I will be very happy."

"With such a small audience, do you know it's that complicated?" Baipao Nianyuan asked curiously at this time.

Linyuan smiled calmly and said: "Any hints about the failure conditions will be filtered out... Moreover, the audience will also break the rules outside.

"What is he going to do with those guys who survived?" Baipao Niannian asked directly.

The little crimson prince said with a look of helplessness: "If there is only one winner, then naturally, as you said later, the winner will be given two choices... There are so few survivors left, and I'm afraid it won't matter if there is no change. The memory of the arena."

Apart from that, the crimson little prince glanced at Boss Luo under the throne and said thoughtfully: "It's just that the manager of [Xiao Lin] seems to have some problems, so the operation will probably be trouble-free."

The little crimson prince was obviously used to making requests and letting the administrators of the sub-world correct themselves. He then turned around and took charge of the business, reaped the benefits... and left with the arena.

"The arena exists in [Xiaolin] because of the legend of Brother Lin." Boss Luo thought for a while and said: "This will end with Brother Lin's battle, and erase all challengers' memories of the Void Spectator... Then This is information we can accept now. As for the rewards we get from Void Viewer, we can also regard them as the treasures we get from Brother Lin."

"Okay." The little crimson prince nodded directly.

Well, the decision made directly by the Highness simply requires consideration and firmness.

At this moment, Sister Nan One had been led under the throne stand.

The crimson young man turned around quickly and took a look... Sister Nan was stared at by the crimson young man, and she felt very frightened.

But the crimson young master smiled calmly and said: "You are still thinking about why you want to give him the relatively useless protection of [time back], but you thought that hidden in the thick fog turned out to be a void man." The feeble life in my life, you were wrong that time."

"The Arena Master has been overrated." Sister Nan One put away her pride at this time. She dared to do something in front of a real Void guy - the most important thing is that the boss is still watching from below!

If you are vague about the relationship between the boss and the crimson young master, you will naturally be extremely cautious and quietly use the word secret "Gou".

"Although he became the winner in the end, it seemed that he also brought a lot of trouble." The crimson young man suddenly laughed again: "You can feel that at least all the well-intentioned eyes of hundreds of people are focused on him. ...That eldest sister, it seems that he will have many enemies from now on?"

Sister Nan One said seriously at this time: "In fact, you have changed your mind and regretted what you did in the past. Now you just want to be a good person."

Even though he is a real old monster in the dimensional void like the little crimson prince, he can't help but be moved by his shame at this moment... Who are the people in the palace?

I shook my head and said directly: "As the winner of this game, he should have no two choices. He can leave if he can, or choose to become a member of the arena... Cang Lan chose the former."

Sister Nan was moved at this time.

The little crimson prince shook his head and said: "His background is too troublesome, so you just invited him to join your arena... How about just taking him?"

"Thank you, Crimson King."

The little crimson prince added: "In addition, he is a statue that can be chosen as the winner in your arena."

Sister Nan one even asked why...but she could vaguely guess that it was probably because of her identity as the White Soul Messenger - could the arena be against the [shop]?

"You want to be famous." Sister Nan one shook her head, "Is there any benefit to you from erecting a statue?"

"It's no good." The crimson little Duke Ding narrowed his eyes, "The statue of the winner in your arena is the backup of the legend."

"...What?" Sister Nan narrowed her eyes.

The little crimson prince laughed loudly and said: "Although it is said to be a backup, the backup will only be activated when the first legend also dies... This can be regarded as giving the winner a chance to make a comeback, right? .”

——Then...isn't that the same as the Ark of the Covenant in [the store]?

——It’s just that crossing the Ark of the Covenant can save the white soul or destroy it, and the statue of the winner in the arena is a one-time activation opportunity...

But even if it's just a one-time opportunity, for the beings in the void, legend is the source of all their power... How many units of world origin would it take to get such a one-time opportunity?

Sister Nan one looked like she had eaten shit-flavored chocolate.

The little crimson prince said: "His current status is better than that statue of the winner. If he is so greedy for big gains, he will suffer losses sooner or later."

Sister Nan was suddenly startled.

"Yes..." The little crimson prince thought for a while and said: "Although I can build a statue for him, I can also solve some big troubles for him as compensation. In that case, his current identity is enough to disconnect him. The connection between the real body and himself, if he is too unlucky, there is a small chance that he will touch his real body, so that’s what you do... As for the enemies inside him, help him deal with them."

"Handle it?" Sister Nan one suddenly took a breath. You don't believe in the power of the Crimson King.

The Crimson King, who is able to open a [Void Battlefield] in the dimensional void, and at the very least can send even the weak in the void off the field, has some strength, and he really has a way to defeat so many void giants.

"Just get rid of them!" The little crimson prince chuckled, "They are all your important audiences... You will announce to me that he has chosen to temporarily join the arena to serve you for a period of time. What does he think?"

"It's all up to the Crimson King." Sister Nan one nodded... It felt like the Crimson King looked at her with goodwill, but that goodwill was directed at the boss.

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"Everyone, the winner has chosen to join your banner and become a temporary member of the [Void Battlefield] referee panel."

Under the ring-shaped stands, the Crimson King's voice quietly reached the ears of every weak being.

"The old rule is that after entering the [Void Battlefield], all grudges will be severed... If you are still satisfied with that challenge, please continue to support your career!"

A little commotion.

Then the previous beams of light were projected away.

Although the [Lord of Star Creation] has enemies everywhere, he can still offend everyone... Among the void beings under the stands, those who have grudges against [The Lord of Star Creation] are still very few.

The remaining hundreds of lights and shadows, before being silent for a while, left one by one in a sparse manner, with no words of embarrassment or cruel words.

"Cute, I can only create another Philosopher's Stone... Everyone, has anyone explored the big world that is dominated by alchemy?"

"That man, you happened to meet someone after a long time..."

In the end, the weak life under the circular stands was almost gone, but a gray-white light and shadow was left, like a flickering fire, floating rapidly under the seats.

[Lord of the Ice Flame Polar Circle], Yafom Za!

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"That was the prize for his failure."

From the crimson young master's hand, a divine fruit emitting golden light floated towards Sister Nan one in a hurry.

From a distance, Sister Nan one could smell some extreme power contained in that divine fruit.

"Let's call it the Ancestral Spirit Tree." The little crimson prince smiled and said: "[Xiao Lin]'s arena prizes are all picked from under the Ancestral Spirit Tree...Other arenas are punishments from other systems. . Before eating that magical fruit, it can give him a magical power, but it is random."

"After eating that fruit, you will directly transform into the ancestral witch from the Wu Clan era?" Sister Nan One was slightly surprised.

"The ancestral witch he is talking about is the one with the seventeen sons who have statues on it, right?" The little crimson prince thought for a moment and said, "The fruits we obtained later were not of that kind. Although they were all fruits from the ancestral spirit tree, But there is still no difference between the prizes in the low-level battlefield and the ultimate battlefield... If you insist on saying that, if you eat that fruit, you can probably gain a kind of [Xiaolin] power of the rules of heaven. Ah, those guys from the immortal civilization created it The stuff is too complicated... Anyway, it’s a good stuff! Thank you."

"Wait a minute?" Sister Nan, one who has been in the void, quickly discovered the blind spot, "In other words, even if you eat that thing, it will only be effective in [Cui Zhuang]?"

"After all, it is a rule belonging to [Cui Zhuang]. Of course it will work in the void." The Crimson King smiled casually and said: "He is also a life that has broken through the boundaries. If he breaks the shackles of his own world and improves his power, Sublimation, completely becoming one's own thing...will it be useless?"

Sister Nan one smiled bitterly, okay...it's a waste of time?

"Of course, if he doesn't have the ability to advance and sublimate the rules given by that divine fruit, he may gain unexpectedly... but that's for sure."

——Death to the Riddler!

Sister Nan squinted... Then she turned around and asked the boss if she wanted to accept the fruit?

Achievements, achievements, exchange some skill points, click on other branches of the White Soul skill tree... Or Ji, it would be good to exchange some weakening of the source of alien bodies...

"Well, let's return, everyone."

The crimson little prince suddenly opened his hands.

At the same time, a massive amount of fireworks exploded in the sky below the arena.

I murmured to myself: "You hate gorgeous curtain calls."

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After lying down for a long time, many of the challengers quickly recovered some of their physical strength and were able to get up staggeringly, but at this time there was no reason to fight again.

"Lin, Ancestral Spirit Hall!"

"It's them." Demon King Dalin raised his head.

I was sitting silently in the corner... meditating.

Many young people came over to take a look, the twins, the young treasures, the Tantai fairy...Song Jiaoxi, a little further away, the little princess Asura was also leading a group of demon boys and was walking in a hurry.

"I never thought that the person who won first would be him."

Tantai Xiaoxian shook his head at this time, the secret in the arena belongs to [Xiao Lin], you can do everything.

"Isn't that good?" Demon King Dalin shook his head, "Rather than sacrificing everyone to create a loser, wouldn't it be more acceptable to have an ending in which a small number of people can survive? Just treat it as... Just daydream for once.”

I raised my head and saw a big white stripe protruding from my sleeve... At this time, another big head protruded from my arms. It was this big white fox.

"The senior is awake." The Demon King of Dalin smiled sadly, and subconsciously reached out to touch the white fox's head.

"He is quite open-minded." Xiaoxian shook his head and looked at the Demon King of Dalin with some surprise.

How did we meet at the end?

Nearby, Zhao Youmian, the brave man from the Blood Sea Sky, did not come down to join in the silence. You just raised your head in silence and thought about something... There was no Ji Fa with a whiteboard beside you.

"What is he thinking?" Ji Fa asked curiously.

"Wrong decision." Miss Zhao covered her forehead and sighed, "A wise man will never make a mistake. If I had known this, you should have released Xiao Liu and A Fei..."

At this time, except for the Demon King of Dalin, everyone is lying on the ground after exhaustion of strength - but [Ghost Face] Xiao Liu and the many-year-old A Fei who were put into the Dinghai Pearl by you early are in good condition!

"When there is no destiny, you have to be without it." Baiban Afa shook his head, "There are times when there is no destiny, so don't beg for it."

"He should die." Sister Zhao said warmly: "You should hate the scumbag Ji Fa less."

"Even if he said that..." Baiban Afa shook his head, "Have you actually resolved the crisis?"

Zhao Youmian nodded silently and stared at the throne stand with a little bit of relief - the demon in the blood sea. There had been movement before Luo Shenghuang went down.

At this moment, under the throne stand, a white light suddenly rippled out... That white light instantly covered the entire arena and everyone's bodies.

At the last moment, there was one person in the sky under the entire arena, and all traces of the person's existence were wiped away... Outside of that, there were only seventeen statues of the winner, and... Canglan.

The old man with long eyebrows took a broom at this time, stopped at the edge of the arena, and swept the place silently.

"So, last time, no one will step on that stage again..."

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Memories poured in like a tide, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed as if a lifetime had passed... Then a feeling of extreme fatigue hit him, and the Demon King of the Great Forest almost lost his balance.

I stood under a small piece of devastated land, and I could vaguely see the outline of the Qianyibu Valley behind me.

It's just that at this time, less than half of the beautiful river valley has been destroyed, the mountain peaks have collapsed, and the river has stopped flowing. Every place looks like it has been blasted... The river has even been dyed red with the blood of the demons.

The corpses of former Yi tribe shamans were everywhere...

"What on earth happened..." Demon King Dalin muttered to himself.

"Cui Zhuangyou! You succeeded!" A cry of surprise came, and from a close distance, the twin sisters of Xieyue Mountain staggered over with wounds all over their bodies, "He really did it! Kill the Blood Sea Demon Down! Ancestral Spirit Hall!"

"You...you defeated the demon...idol?" Demon King Dalin muttered to himself blankly, "What...what happened..."

"Ancestral Spirit Hall, has he forgotten?" the twin sister said slowly: "This fake [Cangtian] created the false seven stars in an attempt to replace them... It turns out that [Cangtian] is the real blood sea and blood ancestor Styx ! The Sky Brave understood the Blood Ancestor’s plot early on, so he was willing to transform into the Blood Sea Demon, and finally succeeded in exposing the fake [Cang Tian] conspiracy!”

"Oh... It seems, it seems like that..." Demon King Dalin gradually remembered and murmured to himself: "Just tell me, how can an idol be a bad person... I am indeed working undercover! Idol Where is your idol?"

I saw Xieyue Mountain's twin sister's expression darken, "Brother Lin started, all parties fought for it, and faked [Cangtian] to launch an attack. At the last moment, the brave man sacrificed himself and sealed the [Cangtian] incarnated by Blood Ancestor Minghe. In his own body... first, first he gathered the power of the seven star beads and successfully wiped out the Blood Ancestor Styx... The Ancestral Spirit Hall, does he really remember it?"

"You...you killed the idol..." The Demon King of Dalin fell to his knees on the ground with a snap, "Yes, it is possible...Idols can die..."

"Ancestral Spirit Hall, don't be sad." The twin sister comforted her in a serious voice: "After all, compared to the lives that fell in that battle, you... you have already survived."

"You...you want to stay by yourself..." the Demon King of the Great Forest said quietly.

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boom--!

With one punch, it hit the ground hard.

"Just a little bit, just a little bit...it's clearly right in front of your eyes!" Jiang Qiyun angrily smashed the stone behind him into pieces, "The divine fruit that can awaken the ancestral spirit's supernatural powers was actually destroyed right in front of you. Taken away...who it is, who it is!"

"Brother Po, forget it. At least you are lucky to have survived the scheme of Blood Ancestor Ming He."

Lao Jiang felt strong and sighed dejectedly.

At this time, under the Qianyibu River Valley, a line of light and shadow slowly flew up... followed by a dragon ball raised low into space.

"The Blood Ancestor Styx has been destroyed. The Blood Sea Demon Clan must surrender quickly!"

The catastrophe that has descended on the world in a sea of ​​blood has never begun!

"Hahahahaha!!! Although the Blood Ancestor is dead, you, the Asura Demon Race, are still in the blood sea... The Blood Ancestor is dead, and the blood sea demons have fallen. Now the blood sea is dominated by you [Shiva]! "

"[Shiva] Brother, take a stab at you!"

The situation changed, and the phantom of a god in the world appeared. In mid-air, the Lord of Si Li held a demon bone knife, more like a demon king than a demon king!

"Damn it! He actually died in Brother Lin!"

boom--!

Under the sky, a terrible impact broke out and spread instantly. Under the devastated land, the war started again...

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"A moment later, those guys were working together to break the barrier of the arena. A moment ago, they were killing each other again."

Under a mountain peak, the little crimson prince stood facing the wind and sighed, "As long as there is a lifeless place and you are willing to fight after leaving it, then perhaps up to now, there is no golden world that can reach the [New Original] Reason."

"What's the matter? You're back." Baipao said hello to Boss Luo for many years, "Escort escort."

My figure disappears.

"Your Majesty, is it me, Mr. Pan?" The crimson young man turned to look at Boss Luo.

"He said, if [New Origin] is born, will the sub-world be able to exist forever?" Boss Luo suddenly said loudly: "Every moment, nothing dies, and every moment nothing is born... Useless There are several possibilities, is it worth it to change to the so-called perfect one?"

"Your Majesty?"

"Nothing." Boss Luo shook his head and said calmly: "You just think that even if it is perfect, a single world will be relatively monotonous... So, now we can say whether it is less or less, the truth about the destruction of the empire .”

"Your Majesty may be disappointed." The little crimson prince took a deep breath and said seriously: "Because you were not at the center of destruction at that time..."

"He...is here?"

The Scarlet Young Master smiled bitterly and said: "Even Young Master Pan and Young Master Huaxu were spared... If you were at the center of this destruction, do you think Linyuan can still stand outside at this moment?"

"What does he know about this?" Boss Luo pondered: "An Qi asked him to stop talking about it."

"[Root Source Capture Plan]." The little crimson prince sighed and said, "That's what the little prince asked you to tell him."