"Sir God?" The beautiful man in red gathered his eyebrows gently: "I hate gods the most!"
He waved his sleeves gently, and the men shouting "Goddess" seemed to be swept up by the strong wind and pulled away from the platform. With a few thuds, the bodies of the people had fallen into the tumbling magma.
Before he could even scream, he turned into ashes...
Everyone was shocked by this scene.
He hates gods? Could it be that he is a monster?
A few people who responded quickly immediately changed their words: "Myster Monster, please..."
Before the begging for mercy was fully expressed, the beautiful woman in red snorted coldly: "Rareless!"
The sleeves were rolled up again, and those people also fell into the lava...
Even if you call gods and monsters, you can touch the scales of this great beauty. Everyone was as silent as a cicada, and no one dared to speak blindly. The hall was silent as if dead for a moment.
The beautiful man in red looked around, and he turned around everyone, and said lazily: "Why don't you talk?"
Who dares to say it?!
They couldn't figure out the thoughts of this great beauty. If they spoke blindly, wouldn't they seek death?
The person who was rushing in front couldn't help but shrink back, afraid of becoming the next cannon fodder...
"You." The beautiful woman in red pointed her bright white and slender fingers directly at a woman in green: "Tell me, what should I call me?"
The woman in green clothes was a concubine of Yun Yinming. At this moment, she no longer had the tenderness and charm she used to be. She was so scared that her face turned pale and she took a step back: "I am...I am..."
She had a sudden thought in her mind, and finally found a title that seemed extremely safe to her, and said in a trembling voice: "Dignity...Dignity Your Majesty the King..."
"King? Your Majesty?" The beautiful woman in red curled her lips slightly, revealing a smile. As he smiled, it seemed that the whole hall was also blooming: "It's interesting..."
The concubine's heart finally fell, and she was not relieved yet. The beautiful woman in red suddenly looked up and continued coldly: "Do you think I am the mountain king of you humans?"
The sleeves of the robe rolled up like a red cloud, rolled up the concubine's slender body, and slowly put her into the magma amid her shrill screams...
He released his release speed very slowly. The concubine first had both feet, then her legs, then her butt, waist, chest... and even her whole body...
How can human flesh and blood resist the hot temperature of the red magma?
Anywhere that entered the magma turned into ashes, and the concubine watched her body disappear inch by inch.
Under the severe pain, the shrill screams echoed in the hall, which was shocking.
Everyone was scared into cold sweat, and even more timid, they were scared and peeded their pants and collapsed directly on the ground.
There was also sweat dripping on Luo Qingyu's forehead and he clenched his fists!
Too cruel! Too perverted!
Although she also killed people, she killed the other party with one shot or one knife, and never deliberately killed someone who was killed by life...
"You." The beautiful man in red ordered another man in bright clothes: "What do you think should I call me?"
The man looked like he was once pampered, white and fat, with a little loose under his eyes and obviously excessive indulgence. He was suddenly named, as if one foot had stepped into the gate of hell, and his head was covered in sweat: