Wei Yan screamed as he dodged in a hurry in the ring with a length of 100 miles.
But the ring with a length and width of a hundred miles is incomparably huge for mortals, and for the gods, this ring is too small, too small, too small Abidal just a few dodges arrived in front of Wei Yan, and then his huge body exploded.
A black flame filled the entire ring, and the ring formed by the condensed flames of hell let out a low chirp, and the black light film covering the ring flickered lightly, causing a few ripples, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.
The gods who witnessed all this suddenly became desperate at the same time, and a powerful main god blew up the origin of life and the divine soul, and he couldn't even break through the defensive barrier of this small arena, let alone destroy this gladiatorial arena.
Ashinu looked at the black fire produced by Abidar after his self-explosion in surprise and delight, and he hissed and shouted: "Abidal, my good brother you, you, you are really my good brother, don't worry, I will take care of you and your children for you, heroic Abidal, if we can get out alive, what a credit you have made for us" Sanhua Tiannu, Thorde and others also applauded, and Abidal's bravery and fearlessness were really appreciated by them.
It's best that his self-detonation can directly kill the Wei Yan, and without the supreme commander's Spirit God Clan, they will have no threat The black flames gradually dispersed, and a black sun suddenly appeared in the ring.
The nightmare was devouring the raging heat generated by Abidal's self-explosion, and his scarred body was rapidly healing.
Above Wei Li's head, a black transparent crown as high as nine times high was shaking lightly, and it was the existence of this crown that allowed Wei Wei to survive the terrifying self-explosion.
This is the self-detonation of a powerful god whose strength is only a step weaker than that of Wei Yan, if Wei Yan takes this blow.
He will surely fall with Abidal.
The nightmare who emitted infinite heat and light all over his body screamed hysterically: "Abidal blew himself up, so what, so what, I am still alive, and besides, I will take all my clansmen alive and leave here to fight bloodily, bravely sand and kill my people, kill these damn lowly embryos, and we will be able to dominate the East" The bombed Horror simply broke the jar and shattered, he didn't know what was going on in the Hell's Gladiatorial Arena, what was wrong here.
But now that things have come to this point, there is simply no room for redemption So.
Kill the Ashinu, kill the rebellious Sanhua Celestial, kill all the gods of the Milo Cult, kill the gods who are not their own clan in the Heavenly Temple, and kill the five main gods of the cooperative Asur Divine Clan and the many subordinates they lead.
In this way, the Spirit God Clan will be able to dominate the Eastern World in one fell swoop Wei Yan didn't bother to think about the future, and he didn't bother to think about it, even if the Spirit God Clan paid a heavy price to dominate the East, the question of how to keep the foundation was a trivial matter, and everything would be talked about after he left here alive With the roar of the nightmare, the gods of those spirit god clans manifested their bodies one after another.
Clusters of bright light, hurricanes, powerful rays, or simply an invisible and massless force field have all exerted their unique abilities.
A stormy attack erupted against the enemy in front of him.
Under the deliberate control of Hell, the gods of the Spirit God clan were all stronger than their enemies, while the other gods were much suppressed in strength, which led to the gods of the Spirit God clan killing their first wave of enemies almost without damage For a time, the terrible howls of countless gods before they died were endless.
Ah Shinu and the other main gods were so pained that their faces twitched, and they were so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently.
They roared and rushed at the enemy in front of them, killing them regardless of what they wanted.
The sound of the cruel dueling law is still in my ears, Ashinu they must kill the enemy in front of them, they must kill all the gods of the spirit god clan, in order to escape from this damn gladiatorial arena No one wants to die here, even those weakest lower gods are not willing to die here, let alone the high-ranking Ashinu them.
Lin Qi stood in the ring, he didn't move, just looked coldly at those bloody gods.
Ashnu and the others were worthy of being the leaders of the multi-armed secret demon clan, and his thousands of arms waved, and his attacks rolled out like a storm.
Standing in front of Ashinu was a god of the Spirit God Clan, who was much weaker than him, and the manifestation of this Spirit God Clan's god was a bright yellow light, and a large mountain faintly flashed in the halo.
This god of the Spirit God clan controlled the strange gravity, and he constantly distorted the gravitational force field around Ashinu, and Ashinu's body seemed to be entangled by countless giant pythons, if his body was not strong enough, he would have been torn into countless pieces.
But after all, Ashnu is the leader of the multi-armed secret demon clan, and his strength far exceeds that of his opponent.
Tens of thousands of furious blows fell on the hapless god's head almost simultaneously, and Ashinu's angry blow directly shattered his divine soul origin, beating him to pieces.
The light in the ring flickered slightly, and Ashinu had been moved to another ring, and in front of him appeared a subordinate god of the Spirit God clan who had just killed his opponent and was jumping with joy Ashnu smirked, and the lower god let out a scream of terror Hell snorted helplessly, there weren't many main god-level characters present, and it was impossible to match them with enough suitable opponents.
Therefore, Hell simply designated opponents for them at random, and he completely used these main god-level existences as harvesters, helping him harvest the lives of those low-level gods to his heart's content One by one, lowly gods appeared in front of Ashinu, and Ashinu's thousands of arms roared and smashed out, and all the gods were immediately smashed to pieces as soon as they appeared in front of him.
Opponents with the same low strength kept appearing in front of Thorde, and as soon as these gods appeared, they smiled at Thorde in a trance, and then neatly raised the weapons in their hands and cut off their heads.
Sanhua Tiannu's attack was even more cruel, she didn't care about decency, and directly restored the body of her thousand-eyed mirage.
Her ugly massive body hovered in the ring, and her opponent was caught in an endless illusion as soon as she appeared, and then was curled up by her wriggling tentacles, quickly stuffed into her mouth and swallowed.
As for Nightmare, he is far more efficient at killing enemies than others.
He was suspended in the ring, endless light and heat constantly emitted, and as soon as his opponent appeared in the ring, he immediately turned into a wisp of green smoke and drifted away.
The figure around him flickered rapidly, and it was the hellish gladiatorial arena that kept sending the gods who had just defeated their enemies to the Nightmare Ring, causing the ruthless Nightmare to burn them to ashes in an instant because he had fallen into a rage.
Farther away, the patriarch of the Heavenly Temple's golden-bodied djinn clan, a bald-headed giant with a height of 100 miles and a body as bright as black gold, was swinging the demon slaying pestle, hammering the enemies that appeared in front of him into flesh and mud.
The movements of his hands were non-stop, but his eyes were staring at the nightmare, and he kept roaring.
"Why do you do this?"
"The Spirits and the Golden Djinn, allies for generations, brothers for generations" "Why are you doing this, why are you even going to kill us together, are you really blinded by greed?"
"Tell me why I did it and why we even have to count it together" He didn't say a word, he just kept releasing endless light and heat, and kept killing the enemies that appeared around him.
Wei Yan knew very well in his heart that if he killed more enemies, the more vitality of the Spirit God Clan would be retained.
Among the gods present, his strength was definitely one of the best, and as long as he maintained this state, it was enough to kill all opponents except for a few people such as Kai Shinu.
Faced with the roar of the golden-bodied djinn patriarch, Wei Yan didn't know how to reply to him.
As the other party said, the Golden Body Djinn and the Spirit God Clan, which are brother races for generations, under the terrifying human rule, the two races supported each other, and it was easy for them to struggle to reproduce and survive.
But today, for what happened today, Wei Yan can't explain it, he can't explain it, so he doesn't want to waste his saliva.
Under the dispatch of hell, led by Wei Yan, the main gods of each god system and the powerhouses of the upper god level have all become meat grinders in the hell gladiatorial arena.
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A large number of gods who were much weaker than them were sent to them and killed by them as if they were chopping melons and vegetables.
The more numerous gods are in a bloody battle with the gods who are not much different from their own strength in the ring, and after a bitter battle, they are either killed by people or kill the enemy.
The blood of the gods flowed down the ring like cheap spring water, greedily devoured by the countless altars on the ground.
As more and more divine blood was devoured by the altar, a joyful howl suddenly came from the ground of the Hell Gladiatorial Arena.
Stimulated by the breath of hell and sacrificed to the blood and souls of countless gods, the ontological consciousness of the hell gladiatorial arena was finally revived.
An ancient, yin and evil spirit that felt like a king cobra slowly burrowing into a hot quilt in the middle of the night slowly wriggled out of the ground.
The aura of slaughter enveloped the entire hell gladiatorial arena, and the desire to kill was in the gladiatorial arena.
In countless rings, the corpses of the gods fell like garbage, and their heavy corpses fell to the ground with a dull thunderous thud.
A large amount of divine blood flowed from them, staining the floor of the Hell's Gladiatorial Arena like a giant palette
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