Demons mixed with pirates

Madrid only felt a red light flash in front of him, as if a breeze brushed his neck.

Then, the world in front of us began to turn upside down.

Clang!

The golden helmet wrapped around Madrid’s head and kept rolling on the ground.

The golden armor used to protect his body was in Mo Yi’s hands.

It’s no better than a paper towel as thin as a cicada’s wing.

“If you move my toy, there will be it, and there will be a reason to die.”

He wiped his blood-stained hands with a napkin.

“Well, you two, do you know the location of the arena?”

Mo Yi turned around, thinking that it seemed that it was a little early.

Knew earlier.

“Lord Mo Yi, the Colosseum was just established this year, and it is said to be in an extremely hidden place.”

“Without a dedicated leader, it should be difficult to find.”

Ming replied truthfully.

Mo Ye touched his head.

“Okay, then trouble him again.”

He stomped his foot hard.

An eerie aura emanated from his body.

The chandelier in the tavern, flashing and going off.

Countless black air masses burst out from Mo Yi’s shadow.

Like a devil, they rushed towards the dead Madrid.

Yikes!

Madrid’s body began to swell, and gradually a crack appeared.

Suddenly.

A big black hand.

It bounced out from the inside of the body, tearing Madrid’s body to pieces bit by bit.

And then.

A ghost general wrapped in black armor.

Against Mo Ye.

Half kneeled.

“Lord~”

The ghost general made a hoarse sound, as if he had his own sanity.

Mo Yi nodded in satisfaction.

His spiritual detachment was just one percent away from completely breaking through to a whole new realm.

At this time, he already had a different understanding of the mastery of the soul.

In the past, it was just a simple ghost general to make the souls of the dead.

Those are mostly unconscious puppets.

Not long ago, a ghost guard that can almost be called a human was created.

And today, he tried again, completely shattering the energy of the ghosts and fusing them into a new soul consciousness.

At this time, Madrid had all the memories and skills of his life.

Meantime.

He is completely loyal to Mo Yi.

“Well, Madrid, this name is really ugly, you will be marshal in the future.”

“Yes”

Mo Ye waved his hand casually.

Then continued.

“Take me to the Colosseum.”

“Yes”

Ma Dashuai straightened up and walked towards the door, his posture and way of action were no different from ordinary people.

On this night, a hundred ghosts walk at night.

Mo is also mixed in and happier than ghosts.

Ming Heju was already numb to Mo Yi’s abilities.

The two followed behind Mo Yi.

Under the leadership of Marshal Ma, he moved towards the Star Colosseum.

The only survivor in the tavern at this time was the proprietress who firmly covered her mouth and did not dare to speak.

She heard the voices of several people outside after the silence disappeared completely.

Only then did he tremble and climb out from under the table.

Look at the tavern that has been destroyed and destroyed.

Sitting on the ground and crying.

A gold coin suddenly fell to the ground in front of her.

A crisp sound was made.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that a golden rain fell in the sky.

The proprietress instantly raised her eyebrows, picked up the gold coin and took a bite.

Then a large handful of gold coins were packed in a large sack.

Madrid walked with the three for an unknown amount of time.

Finally stopped in front of a black shop.

He knocked on the door a few times.

The intervals are different.

Wait until the last knock is finished.

The gate began to slowly unfold.

At the door, a knight also wearing gold armor looked at Mo Yi and the others.

He did not speak, but silently gave way to the way forward.

Retreated to the side.

Mo also walked down a staircase that kept going down.

Through layers of darkness.

Saw a little glimmer.

Before he could see what the scene in front of him was.

First I heard a burst of shouting.

“The first thing we see is the blue player, the devil man, 21 wins, zero defeats”

“Also his opponent is comparable in strength, red side player, death bass, win 22, zero defeat!”

“These two are the last Silver Gladiator duel of the day, the winner, will become, the Golden Fighter, qualified to enter the higher level of the competition!!!”

A referee with a gladiator mask on his head stands on a high platform.

Shouted excitedly.

Behind him stood two beautiful women dressed in three-point costumes.

“Whoosh! The devil is a man of flesh and tear him apart!! ”

“Death bass! Crush his eardrums!! ”

The audience was already overcrowded.

Faced with the bloody battle that was about to take place, their primordial bestiality was aroused.

The gladiator who placed his bet on himself shouted madly.

In the ring.

A man in a black wrestling suit has a blue ribbon tied around his hand.

His muscles were constantly expanding in an extremely exaggerated arc.

Every muscle bucket is filled with explosive power.

His opponent is the complete opposite of him.

Face such a human monster.

A thin man less than one meter eight meters tall stood opposite him.

Compared to the three-meter-tall Devil Muscle, he is as fragile as a baby.

In his hand, he held a slender Western sword.

Don’t have this bright red flower on your chest.

“Then the game begins!!!

Without any fancy.

The moment the referee announces the start of the game.

Like a bloodthirsty beast, the devil flesh man rushed directly to Death Bass.

The huge body resembles a heavy tank.

The ring under his feet could not withstand his great strength.

It began to crumble.

Every step shakes the ring.

Death Bass opposite.

In the face of such a fierce monster, there is really no intention to dodge.

“Hahahaha!! Stinky guy!! If you want to pretend to be cool, you can only take advantage of it now!! ”

The devil laughed maniacally and pressed against Death Bass.

“What a thing! Get out of the way!! ”

“Gan! Lao Tzu pressed you 10 million Bailey, you especially moved! ”

“Hahahaha, I know that the devil muscles are the strongest!”

The audience looked at the battle on the stage, and their emotions seemed to be far more excited than the two people engaged in a life-and-death fight.

“Ming, you say, who can win!” Juhan’s thick voice sounded.

Ming thought about it and said.

“That death bass, I can’t see through, should win.”

“I think it’s that big guy, that terrifying power, even if the death bass is powerful, if it is hit head-on, it will either die or be injured!”

“Death Bass wins!” Mo Yi only glanced at it, and he was no longer interested.

Feel the most powerful aura in this arena.