Shadow Hack

Chapter 840 Torment Feast

"You watched these four elders jump into a rage after waking up, like some clowns."

"These divine residences are also direct descendants of the clan. Their status is precious. How can they be so downcast. Thanks to your idea, seal them up and fight with this group of fierce beasts."

"How to attract hate if you don't do that."

Li Yunmu smiled charmingly, and hugged Brunhild even tighter. The backs of the two sitting on the hammer looked as if they were about to stick together. Everyone in the auditorium watched the four young masters and the elders in the Colosseum getting more and more desperate, and panicked in their hearts, no one dared to speak out.

On the Colosseum, the four elders guarded the three young masters, holding weapons in their hands and looking at the fierce beasts surrounding them. Counting them carefully, there seemed to be more than thirty, more than a dozen more than just now. The bloody smell of such densely packed beasts condensed together, it was truly terrifying.

Even the four elders would faint when they smelled it. All of them closed their mouths and noses tightly, holding their weapons to kill those fierce beasts that rushed up and wanted to attack. As gods, their physical bodies have already reached the golden body, and no ferocious beast can cause physical damage to them.

It's just that with the three burdens of the young master, none of the four elders dared to rush up and kill the beast. They could kill all thirty fierce beasts in a short period of time, but in the process, the three young masters with delicate skin and tender flesh would also be eaten into a pile of crumbs.

Helpless, the four elders could only guard the third young master with weapons, guarding against the fierce beasts rushing up. Once upon a time, they would be reduced to this situation.

Everyone hated the minister on the hammer, beheading him countless times in their hearts.

Behind the four elders, the third young master was expressionless and his eyes were numb. The four elders were also caught and thrown down, which made the three of them realize how strong Xiu Chen was, and thought that even if the patriarch came, they would not be able to deal with them. With the passage of time, this idea became more and more ingrained, and the belief that he was born to be above the world was gradually broken.

The longer the time, the more numb the three of them became, and suddenly there was a desire to accept their fate.

Several ferocious beasts walked back and forth in front of the four elders, staring at them with red eyes. The rest of the ferocious beasts formed a circle and huddled together, their limbs stepping on the ground. The ferocious beasts in the Colosseum do not have the rule of feeding, and they stay extremely hungry when they go on the field to maintain their viciousness.

Under the instinctive reaction, the ferocious beast will do everything possible to kill the gladiator and become its own meal.

Thirty ferocious beasts were all like this. In a state of hunger and hunger, they all locked their targets on the three weak people. The four people standing in front exuded a dangerous aura, and the beast could only wait. Some of the ferocious beasts lost their patience and rushed up alone to be killed by the four elders.

Seeing the death of the same kind, the fierce beasts did not dare to step forward, they could only surround the third young master and the four elders.

The two sides were at such a stalemate, waiting for an opportunity.

"This game is really boring, and it's such a stalemate. No, no, this doesn't fit the atmosphere of the Colosseum at all. It should be more passionate."

Li Yunmu looked at the stalemate below, with a faint smile on his face, and muttered to himself.

He waved one hand, and a cloud of gray-black mist was created out of thin air. The mist was like a cloud, exuding a trembling evil spirit. The cloud and mist flew towards the Colosseum below, formed strands in mid-air, and penetrated into the body of the beast.

The four elders saw the wisps of mist and felt a frightening aura. When the mist penetrated into the body of the beast, all four of them showed a little shock and roared: "Not good."

As they said that, every ferocious beast changed, wriggling and growing black bone spurs, the aura exuding from its body was stronger and thicker than before, and there was agility in the fiery red eyes. Thirty giant beasts roared towards the sky one after another, and for a while there was a deafening beast roar from the entire Colosseum.

"Damn it, this cultivator's heart is twisted, how could he torture us like this."

"I was originally a collateral child. I was used to being a slave in the past, but now I have become a god's mansion for a while. Naturally, there is a huge gap in my heart. I am afraid that I hate us direct children the most."

"Everyone speaks less and doesn't look at the current situation on the court."

The elder of the Rahu tribe said bitterly, the current situation is really not optimistic. Even if there were thirty ferocious beasts before, they were just ferocious beasts, and their strength was no more than that of a martial artist. The four divine mansions with their cultivation bases sealed all have golden bodies, and the battle between the two sides is not worthwhile.

When the gray mist penetrated into the body of the ferocious beasts, each ferocious beast was promoted to the level of a monster in an instant, and its strength was comparable to the initial stage of Sheng Xianwu. Thirty monsters from the early stage of Sheng Xianwu came together, and the four elders with golden bodies naturally did not panic. But once these thirty heads come over, except for themselves, the three young masters will really die.

Even after going through this incident, the position of the three young masters will not be guaranteed, but the three are still the heirs of the current patriarch.

The four elders surrounded the three young masters and looked at the magical beasts around them. The dozen or so monsters turned left and right, staring at them with fiery red eyes, walking back and forth.

"Roar--"

After a beast roar, the thirty giant beasts attacked the four elders with a tacit understanding, and their mighty power was revealed. The entire Colosseum was colorful like overturned paint. The three young masters and the four elders all fell into it and disappeared without a trace.

"That's the way to look. These four old things have finally come out."

Li Yunmu muttered to himself, his eyes shifted from the Colosseum to the sky above. Four figures appeared in the sky instantly, carrying the pressure of the gods rolling. As soon as he appeared, one of them waved his hand, his outstretched left arm extended infinitely, his palm became bigger, and he grabbed the monsters underneath and crushed them to pieces.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the monsters immediately stopped and watched. In the center of the monster, the elder whose clothes were damaged by countless spells, relaxed a little when he saw the four figures. When the three young masters who were surrounded saw the four figures, their numb and tense emotions collapsed in an instant, and they all fell to the ground and cried loudly.

Xiujue looked at Xiu Chen on the hammer, and smiled instantly with his expressionless face, and said to Xiu Chen respectfully: "My lord ancestor, why are you bullying the juniors in the clan like this? Could it be that they did something wrong?" Something happened?"

Hearing Xiu Jue's respectful words, Li Yunmu was a little stunned, never expecting that the chief of the Moluo clan was really so respectful. Regardless of whether respect is pretended or not, being able to do so in front of so many people is so deep.

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