Watching Liu Feng and the other four leave, the judge Long Jianfei, the second king of hell, Long Zhenyu, the first goddess Athena, and the horse face Huerlie stood by the sea and looked up at the sky in front of the sea breeze.

"I feel that I can't catch up with the boss."

Long Zhenyu sighed: "Once I was equal to his strength, I always thought I had the opportunity to surpass him, but he went faster and farther, so I could only see his back."

"Zhenyu, you were wrong."

The judge said seriously: "Do you know why the King of Hell is always the absolute leader of our underworld? Because he asks us to keep improving and never stop. He asks us so much, and he does this himself. What we have to do is not to look at his back, but to follow his footsteps tightly."

"Can you keep it?" Long Zhenyu asked weakly.

"able!"

At this moment, Long Jianfei and Huerlie replied in unison.

Although the two of them are still as strong as Long Zhenyu, the confidence they showed at this time was even more terrifying than a half-step Martial Saint.

The second king of Hell, Long Zhenyu, who had just joined the underworld, was shocked by the momentum of the judge and the horse face.

"The Second King of Hell, now Lord of Hell has gone to the ultimate place, that mysterious place. No one can tell how long it will take to come back after entering. Now you want to play the role of a spiritual leader, and you have to continue moving forward with the underworld." The judge raised his hand and patted Long Zhenyu on the shoulder and said seriously.

At this moment, Long Zhenyu felt that the courage on his shoulder suddenly became heavier, but under the eyes of Long Jianfei and Huerlie, Long Zhenyu nodded heavily and said, "Okay, we can quickly catch up with Lord Hell. We must not just look at the boss's back. We must catch up with him and fight side by side with him."

At this moment, the three big men reached a high degree of unity in their thinking.

However, Athena sighed and said, "Who doesn't want to catch up with him, but how do you chase him?"

"We can improve quickly when we go to a place full of dark matter energy."

Long Zhenyu pointed to the distance of the sea, "Did you forget what the boss of Hell said before leaving? That underwater underground palace, I have been in, is in Macau."

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, the first goddess Athena exclaimed as if she had discovered some secret: "Niu Niu, where is Niu Niu? Our Brother Feng has left, but he didn't say he wanted to take Niu Niu, but where has that girl gone?"

...

In the afternoon, Liu Feng and his four arrived in India.

Liu Feng and the other two traveled through this country with a larger population density than China, regardless of whether they were cities or forests.

"What a dirty and messy place, with oil and sweat everywhere, and mice everywhere."

"There is no way. This is a country built on Hinduism. It is in line with the Buddhist teachings of China. Unlike China, we want to eliminate the four evils, so this is a paradise for rats."

Han Xingrui and Han Yichen were chatting while walking.

Liu Feng and Chi Long said nothing, silently feeling the laws of four-dimensional space, and moving towards the goal they were looking for.

"Help, help!"

As the four of them walked across a dirty and messy street, they suddenly heard a cry for help. The sound was sweet but weak, and there was a feeling of being exhausted. The tone would make all the righteous men feel in vain.

Liu Feng and the other two accelerated their pace almost at the same time, quickly turning around the corner of the street.

At this time, in the alley on the other side of the street, three strong Indian men threw a delicate woman to the ground.

The woman's skin was snow-white, and her bright big eyes were shining with fear, unwillingness and anger. Her two lotus arms were controlled by three big men. As she struggled violently, many pieces of bruises had been twisted out on her arms.

One of the big men clamped the woman's legs with his arm, stretched his other hand into her skirt, and said grimly: "Miss, don't struggle. In India, where there are more men and fewer women, this kind of thing happens often? You may not encounter it often in the future. Don't react so fiercely. I promise to make you so excited in a while."

This Indian strong man speaks Indian language, and Han Yizhen and Han Nongrui must not understand it, but Liu Feng and Chi Long, who are proficient in many languages, can hear it clearly.

"Rubbish!"

"Shameless!"

The two of them stepped forward almost at the same time. Liu Feng raised his right leg, and a 43-yard big foot buzzed on the left face of the Indian sweaty Indian who was sandwiched with the woman's legs.

boom!

Even though this big man was strong, how many people in the world could withstand Liu Feng's heavy kick? This shameless guy was stepped on by Liu Feng and flew more than ten meters away from the ground, and half of his head was kicked down.

"Who? He dares to come and care about our nostalgia!"

"Bastard, he actually kicked Master Yarma to death. Do you know who we are?"

The other two Indian men quickly stood up and pointed at Liu Feng and scolded him angrily.

puff!

However, what answered them was a cold blade. The red dragon wiped his right hand and a big head had already flown out of the neck of an Indian man.

The last Indian man was so scared that his face suddenly lost blood.

"No, don't kill me."

The last Indian man said loudly: "I am a high-level Indian, I am a member of the imperial tribe of caste. If you dare to kill me, I will not leave India alive. When you see that you are foreigners, don't do anything irreversible in India and let me go!"

"Hmph! The imperial clan is the imperial clan again."

Liu Feng sneered: "I'm still the Western Golden Family, the eldest master of the Alexander family, will I be afraid of you?"

"You... are the eldest son of the big family of Alexandria? But you are obviously an oriental!" The Indian man asked in surprise.

ah?

Only then did Liu Feng remember that he had already lifted the darkened skin.

"Thank you for reminding me, I won't pretend to kill a little bitch like you. If I meet someone who is cruel or who is forced to go to the ultimate, I will pretend to be a flange." Liu Feng's mouth raised a sneer like a god of death, and after saying that, he raised his hand and slapped forward.

Bang!

The terrifying palm power of the half-step Martial Saint gushed out, knocking the Indian man out of nearly ten meters and smashing a roadside trash can to pieces.

"Hey! Just install the flange quickly. It seems that there are really experts going to show up."

"I also feel it, and it's not a master or two."

"It's weird, are these masters related to these three Indian hooligans?"

Chi Long, Han Xingrui and Han Yichen looked at the end of the alley at the same time.

At the same time, Liu Feng had already pressed his darkened skin on his face and turned into a flange.

At this time, no one noticed that the woman in white dress who had just been pressed down by three Indian men, although she was curled up to the ground and looked weak and weak, but she was not afraid of Liu Feng and Chi Long killing people, and even stared at Liu Feng with an scrutiny.

Especially after Liu Feng changed his appearance, the woman's big eyes narrowed slightly, and then her small mouth opened slightly. She did not make any sound, but through the change of her mouth shape, she could see that she said four words, "Dark the skin."
Chapter completed!