Chapter 1857: Death Valley 5

The three continued to walk forward. Suddenly, I saw countless small mounds on the ground in front of me. In front of the mound, there is also a piece of stone monument.
It looks like it is at the location of a cemetery.
Boom!
Suddenly, all the graves exploded one by one. The red soil was blown up by the bombs. Then, a square coffin flew out of the grave.
The coffin is engraved with blood red magic lines, just like having life. The coffin board was opened, and a black magical gas was ejected from the inside to attack the three.
Hell fire!
Xiao Fei took out the law and hand in his hand and reached out.
A white flame erupted, and the coffin was suddenly burned to ashes. There are countless magic cores on the ground, all of which are of a lower level. Xiao Fei reached out and the magic core flew into his hands. Then divide the fat and the big die to help them refine and refine.
Going forward again, I came across a huge devil. This demon head is like a walking temple. The door to the temple is its mouth. The two skylights on the door are its eyes. Walking along the road, there is a sound, and it seems to be a bunker, indestructible.
They didn't know it at the beginning, and almost went into its mouth to rest.
After discovering that it was the devil's head, Xiao Fei smashed down and directly smashed the devil's head. After the death of the demon head left a huge magic core, Xiao Fei himself ate, and then refining.
The monsters encountered along the way are basically giants, and even the smallest corpse is more than three meters high. And each one is a long face, fearful and terrifying. And they are also killing all the way, all the way down. All the way to engulf the magic core, this death valley is dangerous, but it makes their mana grow up.
Finally, they finally came to the innermost part of the Death Valley.
"Devil's head, let's show up! Your younger brothers have all been wiped out by me." A shadow appeared in front of him, feeling the terrible power in the blood shadow, Xiao Fei shouted at the blood shadow.
"Yes, Devil, your end is coming," the fat man shouted.
"In front of our three-way group in the Westward Journey, I advise you to be good at it, so as not to be repaired for thousands of years, and destroyed." The big die also followed.
The two had just killed a lot of little devils and felt that they were invincible. Therefore, full of confidence, high-spirited, quite a bit of the taste of foxes and tigers.
"Is it? How many of you can make me die, and repair it for a long time? Oh hehehe..." There was a burst of laughter in the blood.
Compared to the enchanting magic sounds of the magic hairs in front, this sound is not at all terrible. There is no deterrent, just like ordinary people are talking.
However, the more ordinary the devil's performance is, the more he shows the horror of his strength.
Because the really powerful person is disdainful to use the sound, to use terrible looks to intimidate the enemy. Like the real leaders of the mortal world, those billionaires tend to wear casual clothes, giving people a look that looks ordinary. Only those low-level upstarts will wear brand names and show their superiority.
A figure flashed and was drilled out of the blood. The blood shadow turned into a white man and appeared in front of the three.
"Is it you!?" Xiao Fei was shocked to see the white man.
"Yes, it's me. Fly less, don't come innocent?" The white man greeted him leisurely.
"Do you both know?" The fat man and the big die saw something, and it was awkward.
"We are only knowing?" Xiao Fei said, "just a year ago, we also besieged the Japanese national Huang Quan to dominate Izanami, and also played the glory of the king together in the Internet cafe."
It turns out that the white man is not someone else, he is killing the gods. Because the killing was too heavy during his lifetime, he was sealed after the military solution, and he practiced the Shura Road, which was dedicated to killing.
"Not bad." Bai Qi said, "I thought that when we played games together, we were very happy. It was the happiest day of my life. It seems to be what happened yesterday. Sorry, the life expectancy of our cultivators is Millennial years, so a year ago was too short for me, just like the past. I killed almost no real friends in my life, and you are a Xiao Fei."
"Killing the gods!" The fat man and the big fangs listened, and both eyes widened.
"He will kill God, how can I look a bit like it?" said the big die. "Although the figure is tall, there is no murderousness on the body, and the value is still high."
"And he is still wearing a white coat, it seems to be muddy and not dyed. The white clothes represent dust-free, dirt-free, white and flawless, and there is no suffocation." Xiao Fei said, "In fact, he is indeed killing God. Who Imagine that he was such a person who killed millions of people before he became a god?"
"The more powerful people, the less the mountains and the dew. I want to be the biggest leader of China in the past. When I go out, I still wear patched clothes. It looks like an ordinary old man."
"The boss said it makes sense." Dafang said.
"If you can force me to show murderousness, you will have the ability to do it." Bai faintly said, "I have now reached the point of returning to the truth, and the savage in the chest is invisible. I want to force me to show the original shape. It’s hard to force me out of murder, to be honest."
"White brother, since you are a friend of Fei Shao, it would be great. Everyone is an old acquaintance. Today is Dashui rushed to the Dragon King Temple. This one we don't have to fight, put Aishwarya Give it to us, we have to continue to kiss the West." The fat man said.
I know that Bai has killed millions of people before he was born, and the fat man has some fear in his heart. It was so great during his lifetime, not to mention that he has now become a god, and he has been a for thousands of years. Although he and the big die have been repaired by the immortals, but in front of him, it is estimated that even a move can not stop.
"Oh." White began to listen to just a smile, and did not pay attention.
However, Xiao Fei knows that since Bai Qi has already gone down to hinder the Westward Journey. It is almost impossible to solve the problem with a few words now.
The fat man has a close plan and cannot succeed.
In the end, he still has to fight with him. At most, it will not destroy the other party.
"White brother, I want to ask you a question." Dafang said.
"What are you asking?" Bai said broadly.
"Would you like to fight back, the resounding of blood, arrogance and ridicule these magical powers?" asked the big die.
"Ha ha ha!" Hearing, he laughed. "You are talking about the skills in the game..."