outside world

In a submarine palace in a submarine area of ​​Macau, judges Long Jianfei, Xuanyuan Fei, Ghost King, Long Zhenyu, Huerlie, Xiao Ming, Hayer... A group of underworld elites are in a four-dimensional environment, absorbing the energy of the amount of dark matter in the air while sweating hard.

"The boss is right. The improvement effect of practicing qigong in this underground palace is more than ten times that of the outside world."

"Now our strength is getting stronger and stronger, but this is not enough. We must work harder. We must at least quickly upgrade to the level of half-step martial saints, so that we can reach the ultimate help of the boss like the boss."

"Yes, work hard, don't let the boss of Hell fight alone there!"

The strong men from the underworld spoke one after another.

Click!

At the same time, Xuanyuan Fei, who had been silent, smashed two black cores with one punch.

This is the black core they have obtained after exploring the underwater palace these days. The more pure quantities have turned into dark matter energy permeated, and then everyone immediately devoted themselves to crazy training.

Xuanyuan Fei's eyes were flashing with hatred in his eyes. He kept repeating while training desperately: "I want to enter the ultimate place, I want to purge the Burning Corps, I want to avenge Zhiniao Village."

hehe!

These people who devoted themselves to improving their strength did not know that in a dark corner deepest in the underground palace, a half-open eyes were looking at them through a light curtain.

This is a person with only half of his body. His body is a bit thin, but the skin on half of his body is extremely delicate and smooth, and half of his face says hideous words.

His other half of his body was twisting violently as if he was crawling with maggots, and he pulled out long lines of mucus threads and flowed into the darkness.

The half-body sneered in a low voice: "The people from the underworld actually ran to my territory and absorbed the amount of dark matter energy here without restraint. You wait, wait for my body to be reshaped successfully, and I must let the underworld disappear forever in the world of the underworld. I am a noble five-dimensional life body. How can the inferior creatures in the three-dimensional world interfere with their thinking? Damn it!"

In this way, if someone can see this person with only half of his body, he will definitely be scared to death. This guy is obviously Chen Guoran!

No, it should be said that he looks very much like Chen Guoran.

The guy on the side of the body said, "Damn it, I used the silly boy's residual blood cells to reshape his body, and actually inherited his memory of hatred. Liu Feng, I want to kill you. After I go out, I need to kill Liu Feng and end this hatred, otherwise the memory of this bastard will always interfere with my thinking."

...

Ultimately, outside the Eighteen Great City, Chu Huailong, the ancestor of the Chu family in Sichuan City, was running quickly at this time.

Behind him, the black fog was boiling violently, and there were five top experts chasing him.

"Chu Huailong, kill Flan, the young commander of our Burning Corps. It's okay if you don't give me an explanation, but you dare to seriously injure the people of my Burning Corps continuously. Do you think our Burning Corps really dare not kill you?"

"If you can return to the Chu family so smoothly, I, the instructor Dimao, will be in vain."

"Now the Chu family and our Burning Corps are not as simple as killing a young leader who has not yet entered the game. After leaving the Liu family in Wucheng, Betalon refused to let him leave. He killed Betalon and killed a martial god in our Burning Corps. This revenge must be avenged."

The person chasing Chu Huailong yelled, as if he had to eat this old guy alive.

Chu Huailong, who was running away quickly, felt as if he had suffered as much as Huang Lian in his heart. He kept cursing in a low voice: "Liu Feng, Liu Feng, if you cheated Lao Chu, we can't solve this grudge, damn it."

That's right, after he came out of the Liu family the day before, Betalon, who claimed to take flan as his disciple, began to intercept the ancestor of the Chu family.

But Betalon also understood that without taking action at the level of the Saint Show, he, the first-level Martial Saint, could not beat Chu Huailong, so he called urgently to notify the fierce men of the Burning Corps to support him.

But Chu Huailong is not stupid either. All the people he brought around were killed by himself. If the reinforcements from the Burning Corps come again, wouldn’t he be in a state of bleakness?

So in the midst of entanglement, Chu Huailong slapped Betalon to death in anger.

Immediately afterwards, Dimao, the largest instructor of the Burning Corps, arrived and began to lead people to chase Chu Huailong.

There are two martial saints in the Burning Corps who have the level of showing the saints. Their strength, which is considered to be Western white bloodlines in the outside world, is called the Martial God, and the level of showing the saints is also called the God of War.

In other words, Dimao, the war god, is at the same level as Chu Huailong, the ancestor of the Chu family.

Moreover, the Burning Corps has the same characteristics as the outside mercenaries, and their people are all equipped with terrifying equipment.

"kill!"

Dimao roared, and then the five martial saints behind him raised their right hands at the same time, and shot black and purple lights in front of them.

These lights seem to have magical power. When they fly, the black smog around them actually absorbs the light. When they fly, it seems that a hole is shot out in the black fog.

"Damn it, I actually attacked me with the underflow of the Holy Holy Blood. When you wait for me to return to Sichuan Capital, I will kill you all." Chu Huailong kept bent his way to avoid the Dark Blood Blood of the Holy Holy, looking extremely embarrassed.

But even so, the immortal was still not hit, and he quickly escaped towards the direction of Chuandu City like a tenacious Xiaoqiang.

At the same time, Chu Huailong took out his cell phone to contact Chuandu City, "All the martial saints of the Chu family put on dark blood battle uniforms, brought the Dark Blood Spear of the Saint, and went out of the city to pick me up."

...

boom!

On Mount Buzhou, a black fog swept across the sky in all directions. Liu Feng stood on the road of trial and punched a strong young man.

The young man who suddenly appeared to attack Liu Feng had a gloomy expression. He was shocked by Liu Feng and took three steps back. His fists were blurred and blood dripped downwards.

"Did the people on Mount Buzhou choose to attack me when they face me?"

Liu Feng looked at the young man in front of him and said with a smile: "It's understandable if you are an assassin from the sect, but it's a pity that you are not! Your physical strength is good, but your character is not good. The most important thing is that you are not worthy of fighting with me."

"I'm not worthy? I'm just trying to defeat you with one move, wanting you to know that you're just like that. Of course, I do underestimate you."

The young man frowned and said, "It seems that my elders are right. Those who can defeat Xuanyuan Haiyang head-on are really not something I can deal with. But the rest of you, haha! Are there anyone who dares to stand up and fight me? I want to break through the level of the Martial Saint, and I need a suitable whetstone."

"Damn, where did you come from the idiot?"

"Does all the people on the mountain have such virtues? You can open your mouth and whetstone. Do you still need to sharpen a knife like this? Do you have sharp blades to sharpen?"

"I judge that this kid's physical strength is at most 22. Boss Feng just punched, probably didn't even use three success powers. Just give him to me, and I also need to use him to sharpen my knife."

The others spoke up and mocked him, and at the same time Han Yichen stepped out and met the other party.

"Call me a fool, I will use my strength to tell you who is the fool!"

The young man raised his right hand and raised his thumb to the right, "I have the kind of fighting with me one-on-one. Let's change the place, and I will let you know the power of my family members in Shanxi. I, Ximen, promised that I will only kill you for ten minutes."

Han Yichen smiled and said, "Official Ximen, it's still ten minutes. Let's go around, it only takes nine minutes for me to kill you."

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