Final priesthood

"Grandmaster Divine Elephant Style. Swallowing Dragon!"

Lu Yuan punched with six arms, and his already thick arms suddenly bulged again.

A series of black ripples squeezed and stacked in front of him, finally showing six black hole-like fist marks.

The fist seal suddenly erupted, turning into six dark tornado-shaped shock waves that swept away in all directions.

"Rumble--"

The physical strength compressed to the limit explodes in the air, forming a terrifying strangulation force that rampages through the crowd like a dragon.

It's like six extremely violent black giant elephant proboscis, lashing out wantonly.

A group of elephants and ancient elephant-god creatures surrounding Lu Yuan were beaten to pieces like straw, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"hiss--"

Lu Yuan took a deep breath.

The blood-colored ball pattern on his chest glowed, and a terrifying suction force came from every pore, sucking in the essence of flesh and blood from the broken limbs and arms at his feet, forming a huge bloody vortex around his body.

Lu Yuan's mental power was not idle either. The invisible force crushed human-like hearts one after another and collected all the black light escaping from the hearts.

The master blood cells in his body are growing all the time, and the experience progress bar on the [Xiang Shen. Ming Wang Stance (Extraordinary)] panel is also rising slowly but steadily.

"Kacha kacha——"

Under the nourishment of the two energies, the dense cracks on Lu Yuan's six arms quickly closed and healed.

Performing Divine Elephant style martial arts in the Mingou posture, especially moves like swallowing dragons, which require extremely high muscle strength skills, is a huge burden even for his current three-headed and six-armed body.

But the effect is also outstanding.

With just one move, all enemies in a large area around Lu Yuan were cleared.

"I feel that even if I use the Elephant God's Dharma to cast it, the power is only so much."

but.

There are still many enemies.

In just a few breaths, the cleared area around Lu Yuan was filled with dense elephants and ancient elephant-god creatures.

"Did all the monsters in the Elephant Mystery Realm be led to me?"

Lu Yuan is now nearly eleven meters tall, standing out among the crowd of monsters.

It was precisely because of this that he could see densely packed monsters in front and behind him.

Under the black mist, it seems that you can't forget the edge at a glance. Among them, the weakest ones have S-level strength.

Anyone who comes to see this kind of scene will probably feel their scalp numb.

But for Lu Yuan, what he saw...

But there are leeks one after another, and countless experience points.

"My favorite is the lawn mowing game."

Lu Yuan sighed softly, raised his six arms, and created a series of strong black ripples, smashing all the nearby ancient elephant god creatures around him like tofu.

The bloody vortex around the body seems to be a little bigger, and the red ball pattern on the chest has been expanding.

"Materials! They are the best materials to nourish the growth of my strength!"

Lu Yuan suddenly stepped forward, like a ferocious elephant shaking the ground, rushing all the way, smashing and flying countless monsters in front of him along the way.

There was an unlucky four-armed elephant man who was wrapped up in his arms and slammed into a huge stone barrier.

Lu Yuan didn't bother to change direction and crashed directly into it with a "boom".

"Boom!"

The stone pile, which was hundreds of meters high, was directly hit and exploded by his fierce and domineering force.

Lu Yuan emerged from the other end of the collapsed stone barrier with the broken body of the Elephant Man on his head, and several black boulders rolled down in front of him.

While he dug out the heart from the corpse in his hand, crushed it and absorbed it, he blew on it, causing the strong wind to blow away the dust on the boulders under his feet.

Several stone paintings on the rocks caught his eye——

It was a scene of three-headed and six-armed elephants being surrounded by countless four-armed elephants and beasts.

In the distance is a high black mountain, on which another elephant man with three heads and six arms is looking down coldly.

"Roar!"

An ancient elephant-god beast that was dozens of meters tall, with a body like a tiger, but a head like an elephant, was carrying a terrifying fishy wind, roaring loudly like a thundering dark cloud, and rushed towards the road.

The moment he was about to pounce in front of Lu Yuan, his top two arms grabbed his upper and lower jaws tightly, and the last four arms grabbed his limbs respectively, making him unable to move.

Lu Yuan was still staring at the stone paintings at his feet, not looking at the evil beast so close at hand. His eyes were slightly bright, and his face showed a thoughtful expression.

“It seems like this is the only way to climb the Magic Mountain and become king.

The old king needs the blood of the new king to consolidate the throne.

The new king must completely overthrow the old king's rule in order to be successfully crowned.

Every generation of Elephant King is like this. "

"call--"

Lu Yuan sighed softly and said to himself: "I understand."

"Tear-"

He exerted force with six arms at the same time, and the muscles on King Ming's body undulated like mountains.

The ancient elephant god creature that had reached the SSS level in his hand was torn into six pieces by him.

The smelly blood and flesh rained down on Lu Yuan.

Then it was absorbed into his pores, making the pattern of blood cells on his chest even more bewitching.

The strong smell of blood in the air that didn't have time to dissipate stimulated the surrounding elephant-god creatures to become even more frantic, as well as the elephant people who woke up from their slumber.

They are like a group of fierce guards who are not afraid of death. Driven by a certain will, they desperately want to wear away Lu Yuan's strength and will as much as possible.

Lu Yuan's six arms were stretched out, and his head in the middle was looking up to the sky with a calm expression.

The heads on the left and right sides had their eyes drooped and their expressions were as ferocious as ghosts.

He whispered: "Come on. Offer your flesh and blood corpses to pave a way for me to climb the magic mountain."

"boom!"

The next second, Lu Yuan's figure was swallowed up by countless ferocious figures and tsunami-like waves of evil energy.

"Tap-tap-tap-"

We walked a long way through a wet swamp, with mud under our feet.

His head was lowered, like a lost ghost wandering in a deserted land.

At a certain moment, he suddenly woke up.

Shockingly, he discovered that what he stepped on was extremely thick blood.

Within the plasma, countless corpses were floating.

He suddenly raised his head again and found that his whole body was covered in blood.

What kind of swamp is this? It is clearly a boundless and terrifying sea of ​​blood.

Before he could react, a small black spire suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​blood in front of him.

The spire rose rapidly, and in just a few breaths, it turned into an extremely majestic and towering black mountain.

The giant black mountain stood quietly on the sea of ​​​​blood, as if suppressing the waves of the entire sea of ​​​​blood.

As the corpses floated, countless amounts of blood steamed around the giant black mountain.

Not long after, a huge, ferocious and terrifying head was outlined on the huge mountain.

The head was like an elephant, but its mouth was covered with octopus-like tentacles. The single eye between its eyebrows opened and turned into a blood moon in the dark sky.

Staring at Lu Yuan coldly, evilly and indifferently.

Lu Yuan was stared at by the single eye, his mind was dazed, and his body seemed to be uncontrollably walking towards the huge black mountain in the distance.

He trudged through the sea of ​​blood, with ancient syllables repeating in his ears one after another.

"Kill. Kill everything. Kill."

He forgot how he got here and who he was.

There seemed to be only the desire to kill and the thought of running towards the black mountain in his mind.

Unknowingly, a sea of ​​blood spread over his body.

He seemed unaware and just moved forward.

Just when the sea of ​​blood was about to completely submerge his body, suddenly.

A crow awoke him from the chaos.

"Shua——"

Lu Yuan woke up suddenly. He struggled to get up from the sea of ​​blood and looked in the direction where the crows were coming from.

Then he saw, not far from the Sea of ​​Blood, a black Styx River flowing quietly.

The flowers on the other side of the river swayed gently, and a bright full moon hung high on the river.

Under the moon, a woman in black skirt with a crow perched on her shoulder was looking at him quietly.

The moment he looked into the woman's eyes, all the visions such as the sea of ​​blood, the black mountain, and the River Styx in front of him were all gone.

"call--"

Lu Yuan gasped for air.

It's like waking up from a big dream, or like a drowning person suddenly breaking out of the water.

"Tear-"

With the unconscious movements of his hands, a large cloud of blood mist dispersed from before his eyes, and something screamed and fell down.

Lu Yuan tried his best to open his eyes.

All memories come back quickly like running water.

Looking at the battlefield in front of me, it looked like a battlefield like Shura Hell.

There are corpses all over the place, densely packed with those of evil creatures and humans.

It covered almost the entire black plain visible to his naked eye.

He could no longer see even a standing opponent in front of him. He had killed all the elephants and evil beasts attracted by the curse.

Hundreds? Thousands?

Lu Yuan didn't know the total number of these corpses.

"When did I fall into the dream of the blood-sea magic mountain?"

"Why do dreams appear during battles?"

Lu Yuan's eyes darkened little by little.

Looking back at the dream, although he didn't know what would happen if he was completely submerged in a sea of ​​blood, it probably wouldn't be a good thing.

At the last moment, it seemed that the Crow God's will pulled him and woke him up in time.

"You killed so much that you were infected by the elephant god's will remaining in this secret realm, causing a situation similar to being possessed?"

Lu Yuan thought about it and felt that things were not that simple.

He looked around, looking at the flesh and blood corpses on the ground over and over again, and the scene of the endless sea of ​​blood that he saw in his dream kept flashing in his mind.

At a certain moment, Lu Yuan suddenly felt——

This scene is strikingly similar to the blood sacrifice ritual described in some evil religions, and he is the performer of the ritual.

"The eternally cracked black soil will smear blood on every stone of the Magic Mountain."

Lu Yuan repeatedly recited the motto he had learned when he first came into contact with the Xiangshen Cult, and then looked at his current appearance.

His Mingwang body had suddenly grown to a height of nearly fifteen meters.

The flesh and blood of the ancient elephant-god creatures that died in his hands seemed to have soaked into his flesh.

Deep red blood lines appeared between the textures of the skin and flesh.

His current appearance is completely different from that of ordinary Elephants, just like a freak among the Elephants? !

"No!"

Lu Yuan waved his arms, the blood floating in the majestic and dark body, like a black magic mountain standing silently in the sea of ​​blood.

"Perhaps this is the true body of King Ming!"

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes, and the information about the Xiangshen Cult was flowing rapidly in his mind.

He felt that he might have misunderstood the power of God from the beginning.

He thought that the power of the Elephant God represented the boundless power passed down to the Magic Mountain, but now it seems...

Maybe more.

"The magic mountain stands in the boundless sea of ​​blood."

"Under the pure physical strength, there is still the most primitive killing instinct dormant."

Lu Yuan quietly raised his head, looking through the thick black mist into the depths of the black plain.

The scarlet light pillar that originally rose there has disappeared, but Lu Yuan can still sense the scarlet aura.

And it's clearer than before.

That breath is so similar to the magic mountain and sea of ​​blood seen in the dream.