Mountains.

The god of death was wrapped around the tattered dark robe, and it walked on the chaotic stone pile.

Its body is nearly four meters high, with a beyond shape, with countless long beards emerging, hanging dense sorrow souls.

Unfortunately, in the mountain stream, all kinds of animals cannot see it.

There was even a mule flying by the god of death, and no awareness was not perceived.

Death walked silently, and it didn't seem to care about these animals.

suddenly.

A turtle dove came, fell on the ground in front of the god of death, and pecked the bugs on the ground.

It blocked the way of death.

The death of the death stopped, silent, moved away gently, and walked slowly from the birds.

As you pass by--

A slender and slender beard emerged in the row of death, gently tapped on the back of the turtle dove.

A hole immediately emerged on the back of the turtle dove.

Blood flowing out.

But the turtle dove didn't feel the slightest, and just cares about eating the bugs on the ground, so that he flew to the treetops with satisfaction.

When it stops on the branches and continues to look for food.

Its blood flows.

The next second.

A tiger head carving of a prey found the bird.

It dived down, the double claws grabbed it, and immediately pinched the turtle dove on the tree, and ate a small mouth.

A faint soul flew from the corpse.

This soul looked at his body and looked at the carving of the tiger's head. When he opened his wings, he would fly away.

However, a small black spot appeared on the translucent soul.

In the void, a long transparent long beard shuttles, connects to this black spot, and then gently pull ——

The soul was dragged in a certain direction.

It has been flying in that direction, and finally reached the end of the long beard.

The death of the death of walking opens his mouth.

The soul flew into its mouth at a very rapid speed, and even too late to struggle, and was swallowed by a bite.

Death continues to walk forward.

finally.

It saw the rock -like magic insect.

The brain of the magic insect has been bombarded, and the body is scarred everywhere.

Death stands without moving.

The meat on his body was loosened, and the two wailing souls were gently placed on the ground.

The two souls floated in front of the body of the devil, and each of them was released, and it was put on the magic insects.

A huge translucent soul came out of the devil.

This soul is almost as big as the body of death. As soon as it appeared, he immediately saw the death in front of him.

It was suddenly like a crazy, and desperately rushed towards a distance.

However, the iron cable in the hands of the two souls seems to have some kind of magic. No matter how it is struggling, they cannot get off and leave.

The eyes on the cheeks on both sides show a smile.

It opened his mouth and sucked hard.

The soul of the devil was suddenly sucked into the mouth, like a turbulent tide was included in the funnel, and it disappeared quickly.

"Hmm ..."

Death sent out a low groan.

Countless pictures flash now, show the life of the devil.

finally.

It saw that moment.

The members of the S -Class club shot together to kill the magic insect.

The death was silent, and suddenly stretched out a hand from the broken robe and made a gesture.

Two souls will suddenly care.

They rushed into the sky for a while, and quickly fell down, pointing to a direction.

The god of death looked at that direction and saw a big tree opposite the mountain stream.

It slowly walked over and walked behind the tree.

Here is really a soldier's body, which seems to be hit by the magic insects, dying on his head.

The Dead God came to this corpse and lay down gently.

It disappeared.

The next second.

The soldier's body climbed up.

It moved a little bit, and it seemed to be recalling.

Wait for a few interest.

It opened the boxing frame in place and slowly played a punch.

If Wu Xiaode is watching, you can definitely recognize this punch-

Because this is the iron line method he hit the magic insect!

Who would have thought that by eating the soul of the magic insect, the death of the gods got all the memories of the devil, and even paid attention to him!

At this time, in the surrounding mountains, there was a rush of dazzling flash to the sky, and then the mountain shook the mountain, and the huge mushroom clouds raised high.

The soldier put away the boxing frame, and there was no expression on his face.

"Dead ... Spirit ..."

He said in a obscure and hoarse tone, stepped slowly, and walked towards Wu Xiaode.

Whether it is an excessive shock wave, or the vibrating earth, or even the invisible radiation in the air -

Nothing can prevent it from moving forward.

Nympho

The wind screams in my ears.

The Spirit of the Crow raised the speed to the extreme, and the speed of the tunnel was quickly shuttled.

"You know, I was a racing speed at that time, and I never took it out." The crow said.

"This time the murderer is given to you." Wu Xiaode said.

"That's not necessary, our brothers cooperate, we must pay attention to enough interest." The crow said again.

"Okay, I will kill more in a different world this time."

"That's right!"

The crow fought forward, and finally, three minutes later, it saw the underground train that was on the track.

"How to say?" The crow asked.

"Go to the car." Wu Xiaode said.

"That can be discovered." Crow Road.

"Go to the car."

"good."

The crow was over the rear of the train, shaking his wings, and turned into a martial arts.

Wu Xiaode reached out to pull the door of the train.

The door is locked.

He stood still and waited quietly.

A confusing mist came out of him, and the wind was overwhelming, but he didn't enter the gap along the door like flowing water.

When all the fog entered the carriage, Wu Xiaode then did not get started, and talked lightly afterwards.

The whole lock was pulled out.

Open the door.

It is full of mist.

The two sounds sounded:

"How can there be such a big mist in this section? Close the window quickly."

"The window is closed."

Wu Xiaode threw the lock on the track behind him, strode into the train, and suddenly turned into a crow. He fanned his wings a few times in the mist, and suddenly passed through the entire carriage, standing at the junction of two compartments.

He turned back to humanoid and continued to walk forward.

There are not many people in the second section of the car, and there are many equipment.

Several soldiers are counting supplies.

Wu Xiaode didn't talk to them, and walked straight forward.

The soldiers saw him walking from the carriage, wearing uniforms on his body, and before the task on his hand was finished, he didn't care about him.

Wu Xiaode passed through the penultimate car, and then looked forward, and found that there were more people in front.

Fu Zhengyang is not here.

A person who looked like an officer glanced at him and doubted:

"What are you doing?"

Wu Xiaode said: "The last compartment is all smoke. I don’t know what's going on. Let me report it before."

"Smoke?" The officer looked back.

His eyes passed through the countdown of the entire countdown, and fell in the last car.

Although I don't see it clearly, it seems that there are really a lot of white mist.

"You go before reporting, I will go and look at it first." The officer said.

"Yes!" Wu Xiaode said.

The officers ordered several soldiers and walked towards behind.

Wu Xiaode continues to move forward.

He passed through the entire countdown of the third carriage and came to another carriage in front.

——Bu Zhengyang is here.

At the same time, Wu Xiaode found him, and the entire carriage suddenly fogged.

A officer said loudly: "What's going on, why is so misty? What is the situation in this section?"

No one can answer.

Wu Xiaode passed through the corridor lightly and walked towards Fu Zhengyang.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Report, the fog behind is not scattered, there are fog everywhere!"

"Be careful, maybe this tunnel is like this." An officer said.

They said back and forth, but Fu Zhengyang told the people around him.

"How long is it?" He asked.

"The remaining trains have not moved, maybe they will not be here." Another humanity.

"Then they can only die at the hole, the attack on the monster." Another companion said.

The mist is getting stronger.

Even if people are sitting face to face, they are about to see each other.

Wu Xiaode touched silently, pulled out the knife, and stood behind Fu Zhengyang.

"Huh, so, we have worked in vain." Fu Zhengyang said.

Wu Xiaode smiled and said: "The fog is big, be careful when you are on the road."

His knife moved for a moment.

This knife is almost to the extreme, and even makes people an illusion--

It's as if the knife man temporarily abandon the knife and let the long knife stay in the scabbard.

Fu Zhengyang's face changed greatly, and he was going to act. Suddenly there was a pain in the neck.

一切化作黑暗.

Wu Xiaode turned his head and turned away.

He passed through several carriages, returned to the rear of the car, turned into a crow, and grabbed Luffy when he grabbed his head.

Apocalypse.

Two interests.

Three interests.

The mist in the carriage finally scattered.

Only then did people discover that Fu Zhengyang had only one headless body left.

Nympho

Entrance of the hole.

The team rests in place.

"Change Flying Bird? Unexpectedly, he still has such a hand." The eagle said.

"He can have more means, I threw one last time--"

Xiao Baihong said half of it, and suddenly remembered that the last time he killed was guessing the demon, and quickly closed his mouth.

"What is one?" The gunman asked.

"This boy likes to throw things around. He threw some harmful garbage last time." Xiao Baihong had a serious way.

"It's not that simple, Lao Xiao, tell the truth." He said with a smile.

The head of the team suddenly patted his hand and said, "Don't ask for the privacy of others, the monsters will come at any time to prepare for the battle."

Everyone will no longer talk.

Xiao Baihong also relieved secretly.

Good dangerous!

I almost said the thing about guessing the demon!

suddenly.

Everyone looked at the tunnel.

I saw a bird rushing out of the tunnel and turning into Wu Xiaode in the air, throwing one thing on the ground.

Well!

The skull rolled out of the ground for a long time. When stopped, his face happened to be towards everyone.

"Five minutes of use."

The gunner glanced at the watch and laughed.

Several other people looked at each other and showed some smiles.

At first glance, the opponent was the veteran of more than 10 soul strength, but he was caught up by the martial arts of his own side. He cut his head and threw it on the ground.

——Who unwilling to have a powerful martial arts in his team?

Wu Xiaode's act and strength are reassuring.

"Even if this matter has passed, Xiao Wu, the road is still long, don't offend people easily." The head of the regiment seriously warned.

"I know." Wu Xiaode said.

suddenly.

The sound of "续" and "咣" continuously sounded in the void.

Wu Xiaode looked up, and saw that there was a starry mang at the same time on the top of the eagle and gunman's head.

The book of the undead reads it, showing a line of ice crystal small:

"What you do get the eagle, the gunner's appreciation."

"The current level of appreciation: a star."

"This book has completed the soul resonance with them, and the corresponding skills are drawn from them, as shown below:"

"Ice Butterfly."

"Lian Ni Na Shin."

"Do you leave these two skills for your own use?"

"No," Wu Xiaode said directly, "sacrifice them to the silence of silence."

"Sacrifice."

"Completed."

"Current progress: 6/10."

"Please continue to work hard to upgrade the silent and monster mist to Lv1."

good.

There is an account again.

I hope that there will be harvesting next. In this case, before facing the monsters, make the silence of silence! ???..

Wu Xiaode stared at the book of the undead and continued to wait.

really.

A few new small characters appeared again in the book:

"The crow draws Fu Zhengyang's soul power."

"Fu Zhengyang is a martial artist with a soul value of 15 o'clock, but because he was trapped by the magic mist, he directly cut off his head."

"This harvest is rich."

"With the help of the crow, the soul power of the battle has been stored and has not been drawn by you, so the upper limit of your soul power is still:"

"11."
Chapter completed!