Song Baojun couldn't help but say shocked: "There is such a thing."

"Go down, don't hesitate. I think I know what personality is in the second level."

The gray sky was beyond the edge, and the dark earth was filled with dazzling red magma. A demon with horns on his forehead rode a giant dragon and headed towards the distant north.

The volcano in the distance was still erupting continuously, and the magma rushed forward, flowing through a tree that had already died, and suddenly a fire ignited.

Countless crows were covered in the sky and black.

The ground was covered with skeletons, broken skeletons, and white patches filled with the meaning of death.

Song Baojun and Philosophical Personality stood at the center of a hexagram magic rune pattern with a diameter of ten meters, looking around in surprise.

"Traveling to the magic world?" As soon as Song Baojun finished speaking, two green lights lit up in the dark corner in the distance, followed by a roar.

It was a giant beast emitting a faint light all over his body, taller than an elephant, longer than a python, with a lion's head, a crocodile body, an indestructible scale, sharp teeth longer than an ordinary dagger, and a sticky liquid flowing out of his mouth.

Song Baojun had never seen anything like this before. He had seen similar monsters in fantasy movies in the past, although it was not intuitive to feel it was realistic.

Now this giant beast is ten meters away, with its head larger than a water tank opening its bloody mouth, its roar shaking the air, and its mouth is spewing an extremely fishy smell. The sickle-like claws spread out the hard magma layer that had already solidified, and it may pounce on it at any time to tear it to pieces.

Song Baojun was almost frightened.

"Philosophy, think of a solution, or we will die."

"It cannot enter this hexagram rune array." The philosophical personality said calmly.

As expected, the giant beast kept roaring around the circle, roaring constantly, and was reluctant to take a step forward. It was obviously more afraid of the six-pointed star rune array.

Song Baojun slowly recovered from calmness and said, "This rune magic array should be a teleportation array connecting the cute world, right?"

"Yes."

But staying in the circle is not a solution, so you can’t explore Ling Anqi’s world.

Song Baojun was anxious when he saw a sharp light passing by the giant beast. The giant beast immediately split into two halves from beginning to end, and its huge body opened with a rush, and blood and various internal organs flowed all over the ground.

"What, what's going on?" Song Baojun was so stupid that he stuttered.

A female giant covered in metal came over, over 2.8 meters tall, with a very majestic figure, a very beautiful face, and her long black hair was hanging down to her hips.

"Sir, why are you here?" The female giant's tone was calm and low, and her every move exuded unparalleled power. At her feet, the corpse of the giant beast was as small as a mouse.

Song Baojun did not come back to his senses for a moment.

The philosophical personality introduced: "This is Ling Anqi's second level, the purgatory world that destroys personality."

"Destroy, destroy personality! Refining, the world of purgatory! Isn't it too exaggerated?" Song Baojun thought that compared to Liu Qinglin's simple personality and small black room, he was simply weak.

Philosophical personality says: "Ling Anqi, your gentleman is in danger in the real world. We need you to temporarily take over your body to cope with the current situation."

"Is there any danger? Who dares to be unfavorable to Mr.?" The destructive personality's eyes immediately emitted a cold light.

The philosophical personality says: "Your body in the real world is not enough to support the huge power of destroying personality, and can only exert one or two tenths of it, so you must be careful and take care of yourself."

"One tenth of the power is completely enough." Destruction personality said viciously: "As long as the sir gives the order, no matter who stands in front, I will crush him to pieces."

Philosophical Personality says: "Because your dual personality needs to accumulate anger when it changes in the real world, it's a bit inconvenient, so I set up a way to wake you up."

...

Back in the real world, Ling Anqi opened her eyes and looked around blankly. She was still in the lounge, and time had only passed for a few seconds.

"Huh, huh, huh... why am I asleep?" The silly girl whispered for a while and shouted: "Is the competition started? Why don't you call me?"

Song Baojun let go of the silly girl's hand and smiled and said, "Don't be excited, there are more than ten minutes left."

When the silly girl saw Song Baojun, her face turned red for no reason and said, "Sir, I seemed to dream of you just now, in a strange place. No, in two strange places."

"One is a beautiful fairy tale world, and the other is a cruel purgatory world, right?"

The silly girl gradually grew her mouth, stared at Song Baojun blankly, and said stammeringly: "Okay, it seems that it is really like this! Sir, how did you know? Oh my God! It's so amazing! I actually have a good understanding with Mr.!"

"I heard you were just talking in your sleep."

"Oh, so that's how it is." The silly girl thought about it, how could she know what was in her dream?

Three female staff members knocked in and said it was a routine physical examination to prevent metal utensils. The three of them had their eyes widened and expressed their amazement at the silly girl's giant figure.

One of them checks and explains the precautions during the game, the other one is responsible for recording and the third party supervises to prevent accidents.

"The competition is an indiscriminate fighting. Except for the inability to use weapons and armor, you can use any method or means to attack the opponent, including the eyes and the lower part."

"So cruel?" Song Baojun glanced at Ling Anqi worriedly.

"It is worth noting that there is no rule to count down the countdown on your shoulders. If you fall to the ground and cannot get up quickly, your opponent will take further attacks on you until you are putting you to death. The only rule of the fight between life and death is that only one person can walk out of the ring alive."

Song Baojun sighed even more and more violently.

The silly girl said indifferently: "I won't be afraid."

The female staff took out the silly girl's crystal hairpin and replaced her with a cloth hairband.

The bomber jacket with metal zippers was also asked to take off, including a bra with steel wire.

The female staff member used her eyes to tell whether Song Baojun would avoid it. The silly girl had already taken off all her clothes on her upper body, and the two huge balls of flesh on her chest were swaying, almost hitting Song Baojun in the face.

"Good guy!" Song Baojun swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his eyes straightened, and he couldn't move his eyes at all. It would be worth my life to die in the arms of a silly girl on the spot!

In the end, only a tight blue elastic vest, jeans and military boots were left.

The supervisor said: "The showdown is about to begin, good luck." He left with the remaining two.

"Sir, what should I do?" The silly girl glanced at Song Baojun, not the anger he deserved but the shame in her eyes.

Song Baojun thought that it would be impossible for the girl to be angry in this state, otherwise the destructive personality would not appear, and said, "Someone outside wants to kill me."

The silly girl raised her eyebrows, stood up with her chest, and said with a breath: "Who is so bold!"

"They set up a trap and provoked me to participate in a life-and-death battle with the intention of killing me in the ring."

The silly girl let out a deep breath and said, "Then I will kill him!"

"Are you willing to protect me?" Song Baojun continued to ask.

"Yes, sir, never to die." The silly girl's tone was full of indomitable power.

"Then go." Song Baojun rubbed the silly girl's fat butt.

"I will kill all the enemies until they become meat paste." The silly girl's eyes were unwavering.

Song Baojun returned to the audience, and the atmosphere at the scene had become particularly warm.

Everyone's thoughts are complicated and difficult to describe one by one. Yan Yu is sure to win, and his face is relaxed and at ease. Liu Peilong has an expression of revenge and getting what he wants. Yuan Shuang has a stern face and doesn't know what she is thinking.

Liu Xiaoxuan held a glass of juice and hid her emotions well. Douglas was not worried about the trouble when watching the fun, and was chatting with Liu Peilong in a mess.

Mu Qiuguang was nervous and kept muttering. The matter started from her, and maybe in a few minutes she would swallow the bitter fruit that was hard to swallow.

Since Ling Anqi had no record in the Death Arena, the organizer gave an odds of 4:1, which is fair. But everyone obviously didn't think so and put the bet on Yosuke Takamiya.

Song Baojun gritted his teeth and took all the money he earned from Mrs. Qi last time, Ling Anqi, won, with a total of 1.5 million yuan. If he wins, he can get six million yuan. After deducting 5% of the arena pumping, there are still 5.7 million yuan.

Many viewers gathered next to Yan Yu and flattered him. They did not dare to directly criticize Liu Xiaoxuan, and mocked Song Baojun, who was rootless and unsteady, without mercy.

"I really don't know which uncultured person dares to challenge Yu Ye's authority." The person who said this was a greasy young man.

Song Baojun sat opposite the table and could hear it clearly. Seeing that he said he was uneducated, he looked up at the young man, recorded his appearance carefully, and settled the score after the silly girl finished the battle of life and death.

"Someone is rushing to send 50 million here, can you please?" Yan Yu said with a sneer.

Another man came over with a glass of wine and clinked with Yan Yu, laughing and said, "You have to bring your brothers when you are successful this time."

Some people simply went to trouble Song Baojun on the spot without hesitation, but were scared away by Liu Xiaoxuan's cold eyes.

With a gong sounded, the host announced that the boxers from both sides had entered the venue.

The first one to play was Yan Yufang's boxer Takami Yosuke, who cheered everywhere, and the people who bet him heavily screamed.

Yosuke Takami is 1.84 meters tall, tall and strong, with an iron tower, with an ugly Japanese samurai bun on his head, a angular face and a short stubble on his chin, which is very cold.

He was wearing a neat white judo suit, barefoot, half of his chest exposed from his collar, and was covered with scars in a row, which was obviously experienced.
Chapter completed!