Countdown to the Doomsday Tide—

The sound was sharp and harsh, like an alarm bell, it was about to pierce Lu Yu's eardrum.

"how so!"

Lu Yu screamed, his eyes straightened.

He listened to the sound in his ears, and never expected that he had started the countdown himself!

He has been avoiding the doomsday tide coming sooner.

But he didn't expect that he would start it himself in the end.

Lu Yu thought that the Crystal Man was just a sophisticated machine, and there should be no problem with becoming a king.

Is this not possible?

By the way.

This immortal king was fed with his blood and became a creature with flesh and blood. This is also a king.

Lu Yu regretted it and was careless!

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Three years, seven months, twelve days, ten hours, thirty-eight minutes, and six seconds!

...

In the upper left corner of Lu Yu's eyes, there was a row of extremely small words that began to count down. He was telling him that the countdown began.

Suddenly, this row of extremely small words jumped instantly.

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Three years, seven months, nine days, six hours, thirteen minutes!

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"What?" Lu Yu was shocked again, and suddenly realized that the countdown of the doomsday tide had already given reminders to everyone in the world.

Some people are about to return to the throne.

Three days disappeared in an instant, which means that the countdown that he accidentally started made the other party feel a crisis and was speeding up his practice.

And this is just the beginning.

I'm afraid that the kings of the whole world, or those who have the power of the king, will accelerate their practice.

Three years and seven months, this is just an expectation that once the kings start the competition, the final time will be shorter.

Because in the doomsday tide, the stronger the strength, the more chance you have to pass.

Lu Yu's voice echoed in this bottomless pit, attracting the attention of the Immortal King.

It is now an armor with life!

The black air seeped out between the gaps in the armor and kept floating in the air.

In its helmet, a pair of bloody red eyes fell on Lu Yu.

boom!

In the gap between the Immortal King's armor, infinite black air surged out, like a huge wave, pressing towards Lu Yu in an instant.

Lu Yu wanted to move, but found that he could not move, and his whole body was locked up.

The poisonous gas and the demon dragon on his body flowed back into his body.

Lu Yu was shocked.

In an instant, he found that all his abilities were unavailable.

Buzz!

The Tianjing armor on his body retracted and automatically disintegrated into a bunch of parts and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the Immortal King came to him, and a pair of bloody eyes shot out two red lights and pierced into Lu Yu's eyes.

The pair of Immortal King's bloody eyes seemed to have consciousness, penetrated into Lu Yu's soul, and emerged in a battlefield of bloody killing deep in Lu Yu's soul.

Lu Yu suddenly felt as if he was in a vast sea of ​​blood. At that moment, the billions of dead souls he had killed actually escaped from his body.

These dead souls seemed to have come alive, turning into ghosts, dancing in this bottomless abyss, making shrill screams.

The people Lu Yu killed and the wild beasts he killed were there. They and they rushed towards Lu Yu and then drilled into Lu Yu's body.

Lu Yu snorted in pain, feeling that his whole body was being eaten by countless undead spirits.

From flesh and blood to bones, even the brain seems to be being gnawed.

Lu Yu couldn't help but tremble.

He was not afraid of the pain in his body. But the pain in his brain was thousands of times more uncomfortable than bone erosion and heart erosion.

He couldn't help but want to raise his hand and break his head.

But Lu Yu found that he could not move, and his body was imprisoned by the black air around him.

The Immortal King's eyes were also searching for something in his head as if they were trying to see through his soul.

Lu Yu understood.

"Do you want to shake my will and then control my thoughts?" Lu Yu endured the pain of his brain, gritted his teeth and laughed wildly: "Then come on, do you think this can suppress me?"

The pupils in Lu Yu's eyes completely turned into blood, just like two vortexes of blood seas.

The countless souls around him were swallowed by killing.

Now seeing the killing intention that Lu Yu was experiencing, he even ate everything inside Lu Yu even more crazily.

However, when the Immortal King's blood eyes touched Lu Yu's blood eyes, it actually stagnated for a moment.

Then--

The aura of the Immortal King became even more violent.

Wang Wei was as powerful as the sea, suppressing Lu Yu's body one wave higher and one wave higher.

"I have fought with the king before and are the real king. Do you think this will scare me?" Lu Yu was fearless and looked directly at the immortal king. Even though his body was trembling, his face remained unchanged.

The Immortal King raised his hand, pressed his fingers on Lu Yu's body, and then used force to forcefully tore off the large piece of flesh and blood from Lu Yu's chest, and several pieces of ribs were connected.

Blood spurted out from Lu Yu's chest, and even he could hear the beating of his heart.

The Immortal King shook the flesh and ribs in his hand in front of Lu Yu, and then threw them to the side.

"Are you telling me that if I don't surrender, are you going to kill me?" Lu Yu looked down at the wound on his chest, without any fear, and said in a grim voice: "I would rather die than be your puppet. So--"

Lu Yu's eyes were even more bloody, and he shouted loudly: "Or you kill me!"

Lu Yu has experienced countless times of life and death to this point.

If you are afraid of death, will you reach this day?

The Immortal King didn't move, as if waiting for something, his eyes retracted, and even the black gas around him retracted.

Lu Yu can act now.

But Lu Yu found that his recovery and his skills could no longer be used.

The wound on his chest could not recover, and blood kept flowing out, dyeing the earth red, dyeing his body red.

Lu Yu felt that his vitality was passing by, and every second the vitality of hundreds of gods disappeared.

The dead soul is devouring and gnawing on his flesh and blood, and his vitality is also passing away.

Lu Yu felt as if he was waiting for death.

He sneered in his heart, knowing that the Immortal King was waiting for his will to shake.

But such means want to shake his will. Is this possible?

If the Lord of Shicheng wants to suppress him, he cannot bow his head.

And now what he is in front of him is nothing more than the monster he created. Will he bow his head?

The vitality was soon left with thousands of monks. As long as there were ten more breaths, it was the end of his life.

The Immortal King was still motionless, still watching Lu Yu.

Lu Yu also stared at the Immortal King without hesitation.

He was sure that the Immortal King would not let him die, but was just waiting for an opportunity to occupy Lu Yu's soul.

After five breaths, the Immortal King did not move, and Lu Yu did not move either. Both sides stood opposite each other, just like competing for will.

The ninth breath is the last hundred vitality.

Lu Yu remained unmoved, and he believed that he would be unable to suppress the Immortal King until the last moment.

The ninth breath is about to end, and this last breath is Lu Yu's death.

Lu Yu looked at the last vitality attribute in front of him and suddenly dropped from the hundred masters to zero.
To be continued...