Seal of God: Crossing the Snake Demon God, Devouring Evolution

In the fourth game, Yating from the Ragnarok Demon Hunter Group entered the arena.

Her opponent is a space magic god from the Magic Temple, a powerful person who has entered the domain level.

As An Lan's cultivation continued to improve, Yating's own strength also increased rapidly like a surging wave. At this moment, she has reached the astonishing height of the ninth level, fourth grade.

As a light elemental elf, Yating's body has almost become materialized, and she is only one step away from possessing a real body and becoming a complete elf.

She was wearing a golden battle skirt, the dazzling light seemed to be woven from fragments of the sun.

The rich light elements danced around her like lively elves.

In his hand was a three-meter-long staff, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

Her stunning face was so perfect that there was not a single flaw. Every viewer seemed to be cast under a spell the moment they saw her. Time stood still at that moment, and it seemed as if the only thing left in the whole world was her beautiful figure.

Under the suppression of absolute strength, Yating was like a scorching sun, defeating the space magic god with a devastating force.

Her light illuminated the entire stadium and made all the spectators cheer.

Immediately afterwards, the fifth game kicked off.

Two powerful men from the Knights Templar and the Soul Temple met on a narrow road. Their battle was like the collision of two stars, fierce and cruel.

The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in, and each attack carried the momentum to destroy the world.

However, the scales of battle are not always balanced, and in the end, the knight wins with his tenacious will and indomitable spirit.

But he also paid a heavy price. His spiritual power was almost exhausted. Even the domain he was proud of was now like a candle in the wind, shaky and could collapse completely at any time.

The final match will be between An Lan, the leader of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters, and the last magician of the Magic Temple.

This is an earth magician. From the moment he stepped into the arena, there was a trace of helplessness and despair on his face.

He knew very well that An Lan in front of him was like an insurmountable mountain. In the previous competitions, An Lan had swept all his opponents. No one could hurt him at all, and no one could even make him use his full strength.

For this earth magician, facing An Lan means that his personal competition journey is about to come to an end.

But he did not choose to give up. He secretly thought in his heart that even if he could not defeat An Lan, he would try his best to consume him and gain some advantages for his team in the next sixth round.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the earth elements in his body, and condensed a thick earth wall in front of him. The wall was as solid as a rock, and its surface was covered with mysterious runes, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

An Lan stood in the center of the arena, his expression as calm as water, his deep eyes revealing confidence and composure.

He watched his opponent's movements quietly, without any panic. In his eyes, everything was as clear as slow motion.

When the earth magician saw that the earth wall was completed, he quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something.

In an instant, the earth wall split into countless sharp earth thorns like a living thing, and stabbed towards An Lan as fast as pear blossom needles in a rainstorm.

In this wave of attack, he concentrated all his strength. Each earth spike contained great destructive power. If hit, even a ninth-level strongman would be seriously injured.

However, facing this seemingly fierce attack, An Lan simply raised his right hand gently, palm forward, and an invisible force instantly spread out.

This force was like a surging wave, which directly smashed the earth spikes into pieces and turned them into dust all over the sky.

The earth magician was shocked when he saw this. He had never seen such a powerful force before. But he did not give up and mobilized the surrounding earth elements again. This time, he locked his target on the ground of the stadium.

As he manipulated the game, the ground of the arena began to tremble violently, and huge cracks spread towards An Lan like the mouth of a ferocious beast.

The ground beneath An Lan's feet collapsed instantly, forming a huge deep pit that tried to trap him inside.

An Lan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

His body slowly rose and hovered in the air, like a god descending to earth.

He gently waved his left hand, and a golden light flew out from his hand, instantly covering the entire arena.

Under this light, all the earth elements seemed to be greatly suppressed and lost control one after another.

The earth magician felt that his connection with the earth element was forcibly severed, and a deep fear surged in his heart.

Before he could react, An Lan appeared in front of him in an instant.

There was no trace of murderous intent in An Lan's eyes, only endless indifference.

He stretched out his right hand and gently pressed it on the earth magician's shoulder.

A powerful force instantly surged into the earth magician's body. His body was like being hit by a sledgehammer. He flew backwards and fell heavily on the edge of the arena.

He struggled to get up, but found that his spiritual power had been completely sealed, his body was limp and he had no strength at all.

An Lan stood quietly in the center of the arena and looked around the entire field.

Wherever his eyes went, the audience felt a strong sense of oppression.

The entire arena fell silent in an instant, and everyone was shocked by An Lan's strength.

A moment later, thunderous applause and cheers rang out, and the audience cheered for An Lan's wonderful performance.

With his absolute strength, An Lan once again proved his invincibility to the world.

As the final whistle of the fifth round pierced the sky, the Ragnarok Demon Hunters proudly stood at the top of the list with an incomparable advantage. One hundred and fifty-four points shone brightly on the scoreboard, like bright stars, telling of their glorious record along the way.

In comparison, one person from the Knights Templar and one person from the Magic Templar each successfully advanced, ranking second and third with 105 and 98 points respectively.

Although they are slightly inferior, they have shown their strength in this competition full of top players.

The points of the other three holy temples remained unchanged.

At this point in the game, the situation is already clear. The Ragnarok Demon Hunters are poised to win the championship like a surging wave, and no one can stop them.

In the upcoming top six competition, it is shocking that four members of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters have been shortlisted, a result that has never been heard of in previous Demon Hunter selection competitions.

In the past, no temple had ever achieved such an impressive result in a competition, but the Ragnarok Demon Hunters broke the long-forgotten historical record with a thunderous force and became the focus of the entire venue, with everyone's attention firmly attracted to them.

At the VIP stand, Chen Zidian was smiling, his eyes full of satisfaction and appreciation.

He stared at the arena quietly, feeling proud of the wonderful performance of the Ragnarok Demon Hunters. (End of this chapter)