The Meat Mountain may look clumsy, but its movement speed is actually not that slow.

Waves of disgusting flesh and blood, higher than the last, climbed on top of each other and pushed past everything they encountered.

After spending a few days, they already saw the huge bloody arena.

If we could move back, with this size, it would be no problem to build a home for the Wind Giant or the Sea Giant King.

However, the Dora Blood Fighting Arena, which had been prosperous for a thousand years and hosted hundreds of blood fights every day, now seemed empty.

Compared with Zhuge Liang's empty city plan, it is even more deserted.

The surging blood and flesh gathered together to form a mountain of flesh again, and it was discovered that its size had more than doubled compared to when it first came out.

During the past few days, all the monsters encountered along the way were swept up and swallowed by the mountain of meat, which can be regarded as integrating them into the "Ronghua Wealthy Family".

This is the terrifying thing about the meat mountain. Once it becomes a big thing, it will grow rapidly like a snowball.

See foreign enemies coming.

Hundreds of spears were thrown out from the Dora Blood Fighting Arena, sticking crookedly into the flesh and blood, causing no damage at all.

This is the only tiny resistance that the remaining trainee Doro fighters can offer.

It's not Jiang Li's character to come without returning the favor.

With a slight movement of his mind, the mountain of flesh that was already close began to wriggle, and dense blood holes grew on the surface of the mountain of flesh.

With the sound of puffing.

Ten thousand small balls of flesh and blood, along with thick green disgusting gas, were ejected from the blood hole.

Like a meteor shower, it fell on the bloody battlefield, and then Jiang Li raised his hand and hit his heart hard.

The 10,000 pieces of flesh that fell into the bloody arena all exploded and turned into tentacles all over the sky, sweeping across every corner of the surface of the bloody arena.

These powerful fighters who were still trying to resist were all penetrated, and then they retreated and were drawn into it.

That move is called.

Demon Mountain! Flesh Bomb! After a few days of exploration, fewer and fewer Luoxuedou creatures were integrated into it.

Chang Yuan relies on the chaotic core of the meat mountain, which is the heart outside my chest.

The power that can already be controlled to a certain extent, the mountain of flesh is now in disarray.

A wave of flesh and blood bombs instantly engulfed the entire first level of the Shaoluo Arena.

But that's still all there is to that skill.

Were these monsters pierced by the tentacles and pulled under the flesh ball, they were directly swallowed?

The meatballs just gnawed our brains off.

Then, one after another, the deformed flesh balls controlled us, staggering towards the deeper parts of the bloody arena.

The Shaoashura field, which had been fleeced by Jiang Li for a long time, had declined to a very miserable degree, and there were enemies on the field who could rival him.

I quickly broke through layer by layer.

But Jiang Li should not let his guard down, because the real enemy has not yet emerged.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, eight quarters of an hour...

Jiang Li's deformed army had just retreated to the eighth level above ground when the entire bloody arena began to tremble violently.

The cracks in the canyon tore the bloody arena apart, and then a fist in front of it suddenly pierced through the eight layers of the bloody arena, and countless debris flew into the sky.

A monster that looked like a demon with eight hundred hands jumped down from above.

This is the master of Shaochangyuanyun Field, Vimalakirti Shao Luo!

The monster was short and sturdy, much shorter than a Fengfeng giant.

But when I faced the mountain of flesh behind me, I still had to raise my head to see the real person.

As a weak person, my memory is not bad.

There is no common ability among the creatures in Luoxuedou to distinguish each other's identities.

Even though the Yaksha clone had changed slightly in appearance, I still recognized it at a glance.

"Fallen Blood Yaksha!"

"Ant! How dare you betray tiny Bhimachisha!"

I stretched out one hand backwards, and space shattered wherever it passed.

This claw is about to explode the Yaksha clone growing on the top of the flesh and blood mountain.

With the betrayal of that Yasha.

But a streak of white light streaked through the air, and an arm that was big enough to serve as a small bridge across the river was thrown into the air, smashing the nearby rocks and causing blood to flow into a river.

"He has really become much stronger, Bhimachisora!"

In comparison, the huge Jiang Li stood behind Vimalakirti Shaoluo.

I sighed, clearly disappointed with the power of Luo Xuedou.

Back then, with the help of Jiang Li, Vimalakirti Shao Luo invaded and occupied the vast land of Luanshiling in the Eastern Region of the Immortal Cultivation World.

With this, he was rewarded by Luo Xue Dou Tian Di. His blood surged like crazy, and at one point he grew at least four hundred arms!

With such great power, he is already very close to the fourteen ruling Lords Chang Yuanyun who divided up the Luoxue Dou Realm.

At that time, I wanted to wait until I grew a thousand arms, and then challenge the "Amitieh" who ruled that area.

That is, the man and the lord tattooed on Jiang Li’s back.

But until now, my ambitions have not been achieved.

On the contrary, before I lost this part of the territory, my strength was reduced to its original state, and even remained the same as before.

To be honest, I am talking about other things. Now, Bhimachishaoluo and the Eight Small Divine Pillars, please be careful when the next one comes, I will be their opponent.

Jiang Li was not afraid of that level of power! He waved the Human Emperor's halberd and shook off the boiling blood below.

Bhimachisha, who was once weaker than me, was still cut on the arm by my halberd.

"The conscious human being is now facing the lord who spreads death, Bhimachisora!"

"I will give you one of his arms and surrender to you!"

"The insignificant Bhimachusora can forgive your sins! Grant him eternal life!"

Losing the battle means losing the fight, even though the little guy had one arm chopped off.

But if there are eight hundred less arms, the difference between one less or one more will be very small.

I don't think of myself as that human being.

On the contrary, I felt that one arm could block Jiang Li's attack, which gave me at least eight hundred chances to attack that human.

With humans' weak physique, if hit, the person will surely die.

The advantage in that game was still in my hands, the Lord of the Blood Arena thought so.

"Bhimachisora, does that mean I know you?"

"You once gave him a vast world. In their mouths, it is called the Lamb Realm!"

"It's a pity that he is so useful. He has a good grasp of it!"

Jiang Li was not afraid of the other party's threat at all, and deliberately revealed his spiritual aura.

He then took out the Demon Egg that he had obtained from Shao Changyuan Yunchang's treasure house and showed it to the other party.

The first thing I recognized was Jiang Li’s mental fluctuations.

After all, we communicated across two worlds through the statue's clone and the altar.

Is this the human who I thought was a fool, who opened the space rift and took in my army? And this devil egg, which happened to be the one I stole! And this fallen blood demon.

Even if I had a bright mind, I should have figured out that the human, in collusion with my former master, had played a trick on my insignificant lord.

Now they have joined forces and found my boss.

"They! They're looking for death!"

Bhimachisora's blood was boiling and burning with anger.

He rushed down waving eight hundred arms, each of his subordinates was making the same seal gesture, with extraordinary power!

Mara Kasyapa! Eight Hundred Styles!

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That is the Shura skill that every Chang Yuanyun lord will use.

It is said that there are not 8,788 styles in total. The fewer hands you have under your body, the weaker the power you can exert!

Faced with such an attack, Chang Yuan did not try to show off his strength and rushed forward.

The collision between a small and a big one looks like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

But when the power is equal, larger size often means more concentration.

The destructive power will become more terrifying.

Dozens of Mara Kasyapa attacked Jiang Li from all directions. Everywhere I looked, I saw magic seals carrying destructive power.

But as a circle of ripples spread, these attacks approaching Jiang Li were turned back one after another, and some were able to touch the corner of Jiang Li's clothes.

In the chaotic will of Luoxue Doujie, it is very easy to use the power of the domain.

But without the blessing of the Mingshan robe, Chang Yuan could only use the reversal field with great difficulty, and its strength was astonishingly strong. Even when facing a weakling like Vimalakirti, it could still play a huge role.

As long as there is a way to break through the reversal field, I can be defeated.

The Human Emperor's Battle Halberd, which had already completed seven energy recharges, swung it in a circle and chopped back, immediately slicing off the opponent's eight arms.

Two figures, one small and one big, passed each other, and Vimalakirti suffered a great loss again.

But that’s just the end!

A faint green light flashed beneath Jiang Li, and a wooden statue, which was also a head shorter than Bhimachishao, fell down.

Now, the Lord of the Young Ashura Field was caught between Jiang Li and the Chaos Meat Mountain, unable to take care of both ends.

The power of the Four Nether Shuras is a fusion of the power of two worlds, and will be suppressed in the slightest in the Luoxue Fighting Realm.

It’s just that under the face of the statue, this half of the devil’s face becomes a little more ferocious.

Mr. Jiang clapped his hands.

Four Nether Asuras! Thousands of hands! Several arms smashed out and landed under Vimalakirti.

The violent force pushed me forward continuously, and finally I was pushed back into the mountain of meat with one foot.

It was difficult to withdraw the kick, but it was not that difficult to pull it out again! The devil mountain! The white hole of flesh and blood! The crazy flesh mountain pounced down, climbed down the whole body of the giant creature, and entangled Vimalakirti with all its strength.

I have no way to move even a little bit, but once I get up, I can't use even half of my eight hundred arms.

Chang Yuan controlled the Thousand-Armed Statue and pressed forward, pressing Bhimachishao Luo down under the mountain of flesh.

That guy still wanted to resist, but I rushed down on my outstretched wooden arm, swinging the Four-Part Light Wheel and the Human Emperor's Battle Halberd repeatedly.

All these obedient arms were thrown into the air, fell into the mountain of flesh and were swallowed up one by one.

In the world of Luoxuedou, death is usually the end.

In the fight between life and death, Luo Xuedou and others are often very courageous.

But as the young Lord of the Ashura Field sank into his flesh and blood bit by bit, I could see countless broken souls living in the surrounding pieces of flesh, roaring and making meaningless sounds.

Only then did Bhimachisandrana realize that before being swallowed by the mountain of flesh, even the soul could escape, but there was no such thing as a cheap thing without reincarnation.

Bhimachitra roared and tried to escape.

But on the one hand, I was bound by the terrifying mountain of flesh, and on the other hand, as a born lord, I had the innate ability to leave my territory.

Even if I break free once, what good would that do?

Once your skills are as good as those of a human, even escape will be impossible.

Under Jiang Li's continuous attacks, Bhima Chishaoluo was finally completely swallowed by the meat mountain.

But that guy was indeed strong enough. His body was completely wrapped in the mountain of flesh, but he was still struggling outside.

He even burst out with strength several times, breaking through the meat mountain, and stretched out his hands and head to escape.

But Wuchangyuan was guarding there, and anyone who showed his head would be hit by my thunder, and his head was blown up several times.

At the beginning, Jiang Li even used the Dragon Prison Lock.

I suppressed the monster with all my strength, which gave me no chance to struggle. I was quickly bitten and swallowed by the meat mountain bit by bit.

In order to get the least possible power from me, Jiang Li wanted to kill me directly, or even cause me minimal injuries.

That also caused it to take longer for the meat mountain to devour me.

It took a full eighty-eight days to gnaw off the last bone of mine.

At this point, Bhimacisola exists again!

Without the addition of the low-level crazy blood that had undergone a qualitative change, the Meat Mountain began to change even more crazily.

But everything has its limits. Before madness reaches its peak, a relatively controllable balance emerges.

Whether Dugaflan's inference was correct or not, wanting to control such a mountain of meat was still a matter of course.

Jiang Li once again went into the meat mountain and invested a parallel consciousness, ten dream clones, and an even smaller number of dream sub-bodies.

One main and one deputy, plus a few terminal control centers, connected into a spiritual network.

Only then did he quickly take complete control of the mountain of meat.

Of course, it's still okay just like that.

As the meat mountain continues to swell and expand, the control of those parallel consciousness dream clones will eventually be sufficient.

But I have no way to solve that problem, which is to imitate the white mosquito with broken wings and create a group consciousness belonging to the meat mountain.

Rule over all the soul fragments outside the entire meat mountain.

For Chang Yuan, who had been "reincarnated" as a white mosquito with broken wings in parallel consciousness, it was relatively easy.

In this way, the loss of control rate can be reduced to more than 20%.

With a slight movement of my mind, the flesh mountain doubled in size again, gradually transforming into a half-troll with eight wings on its back, devil horns on its head, and waving eight hundred arms! After becoming a lord, I no longer possessed a power weaker than Bhima Chishao Luo.

Eight hundred hands stretched out, forming a circle around the Shao Ashura Field and inserted into the ground. With a slight force, the entire blood fighting field was lifted up from the ground.

He casually threw it aside, revealing the blood pool above, which was hundreds or thousands of times smaller than the large territory behind it.

Chang Yuan was determined again. He took out the devil's egg and threw it in. The meat mountain in front of him retreated with its head back.

I have been busy lately and my family is in the hospital, so I can only promise to keep updating.

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