"Immortal-sama?" The eyebrows of the red-clothed beauty gathered slightly: "This seat hates immortals the most!" ”

With a slight wave of his sleeves, the men who shouted 'Immortal Lord' seemed to be swept up by the wind and pulled off the platform, and with a few pops, the bodies of those people had fallen into the churning magma, and before they could even scream, they turned into ashes......

The crowd was stunned by this scene.

He hates immortals? Could it be that he is a monster?

A few of them reacted quickly, and immediately changed their words: "Youkai-sama, please ......"

Before the words of pleading could be fully spoken, the red-clothed beauty snorted coldly: "Presumptuous! ”

The sleeves were rolled up again, and the others fell into the lava......

It is not good to call the gods and monsters, they can touch the reverse scales of this great beauty, and all of them are silent, and no one dares to speak blindly. There was a moment of silence in the hall.

The big beauty in red looked around, turned around in front of everyone, and said lazily: "Why don't you speak?" ”

Who would dare to say?!

They can't figure out the mind of this great beauty at all, and if they blindly open their mouths, wouldn't they be asking for their own death?!

The people who originally rushed in front couldn't help but shrink back, for fear of becoming the next cannon fodder......

"You." The white-clothed beauty's white slender fingers pointed straight at a woman in blue: "Tell me, what should I call this seat?" ”

The woman in blue clothes was one of Yun Yinming's concubines, and at this moment, she had long lost her former delicate and delicate appearance, her face turned pale with fright, and she took a step back: "Concubine...... Concubine ......"

Her mind swirled sharply, and she finally found a title that seemed to her to be extremely safe, and said in a trembling voice, "Honorable ...... Your Majesty the Majesty of the King ......"

"The king? Your Majesty? The corners of the red-clothed beauty's lips hooked slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, and under his smile, it seemed that the whole hall was also blooming: "It's a little interesting......"

The concubine's heart finally fell, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the red-clothed beauty suddenly turned pale, and continued coldly: "Do you think this seat is the king of the mountain of your human race?!" ”

The sleeves of the robe rolled up like a red cloud, curling the concubine's slender body and slowly plunging her into the magma amid her terrible screams......

He slowed down, and the concubine had her feet first, then her legs, then her buttocks, her waist, and her breasts...... and even the whole body......

How can human flesh and blood withstand the scorching heat of the red magma?

Wherever the lava entered was turned to ashes, the concubine watched her body disappear inch by inch.

Under the severe pain, the terrible screams echoed in the hall, and the ears were shocked.

All of them were scared into a cold sweat, and some of them were even more timid and peed their pants and collapsed directly on the ground.

Luo Qingyu also had sweat dripping from his forehead, and he clenched his fists!

It's brutal! It's so perverted!

Although she also killed people, she always killed the other party with a shot or a knife, and never deliberately let people suffer the death of a living crime......

"You." The big beauty in red ordered another brightly dressed man: "You say, what should I call this seat?" ”

At first glance, the man was once pampered, white and fat, with some slackening under his eyes, obviously overindulged, he was suddenly named, as if he had stepped into the ghost gate with one foot, and his head was sweating profusely: "I...... Xiaomin ...... Villain ......"