Wu Xiaode was shocked.

Countless black shadows emerged from behind him, turning into swift fist shadows flying in the air.

Ten Nine Yao Executors took refuge everywhere.

Suddenly, one of them shouted:

"Trap him!"

The six executors all drew a card and threw it at Wu Xiaode.

Those cards were still in the air, and they turned into long iron chains, binding Wu Xiaode at one end and wrapping around the hands of the executors at the other end.

Wu Xiaode tried, only to feel that he was firmly tied up and couldn't move at all.

The crowd burst into laughter:

"Haha, you're done, this is a six-wheel strange overlapping lock that can block all forces, with the power of my six people, you and we can't move!"

Wu Xiaode looked up.

The six people who sealed themselves couldn't move, but they had four people left to attack.

We need to change this situation now!

He spoke:

"Now I decide that you are evil, and you have no idea ......"

"How much I want to kill you all."

Fair trial.

- Identify the evil successfully, and the damage is increased by 100%!

As soon as Wu Xiaode let go, he threw a large handful of gold to the ground, and when they disappeared, he clenched his palms into a fist again.

Boxing, Taichu!

As soon as this punch moved, Wu Xiaode was suddenly in a state of "peerless", not limited by all strength.

He jumped straight into the oil pot below.

"Ahhhh

With his roar, the six people were taken by the "unparalleled" power on his body, and they were immediately pulled into the boiling oil pot.

The oil pan erupted with a high-frequency "zizzle" sound.

Short screams rang out one after another, and then quickly flashed away.

I don't know how deep this oil pot is, and after being dragged down, everyone can no longer scream.

The faces of the remaining four changed drastically, and they kept wandering in mid-air.

Although life and death in the strange world are ordinary things, how could they ever have seen such a drag of the enemy into the oil pot together?

"How to fight this, how to fight this ......"

One kept repeating.

Others were also pale.

Soon.

The oil pan vibrates.

Countless golden rays burst out from the depths of the oil pan.

I saw a hill made entirely of gold gradually emerge from the oil pot.

A skeleton covered in charred flesh stood on the top of the mountain, punching another skeleton with punches.

The skeleton was dying, and he barely opened his mouth and said:

"Don't ...... Hit, please. ”

The skeleton looked at it quietly and said, "The damage has doubled, everyone else is dead, only the two of you are still alive, it can be seen that the strength is indeed extraordinary, I can't beat you anywhere else." ”

Syllable.

The skeleton blasted the skeleton's head with a punch and threw it to the ground, picking up another skeleton.

"Last words?" The skeleton asked.

"It hurts...... It hurts me......" The bones only knew how to cry out in pain.

Boom!

The skeleton shatters the skeleton with a single punch.

The health bar above his head bounced back and forth, decreasing by one block with each jump, but still barely holding on.

- This is the "whirlwind of life and death" blessed by the Human Emperor, which can lock the blood bar to a certain extent!

The skeleton turned its head and looked at the four in midair.

The battle is not over yet.

"Heavenly Father, come out and wash the floor, and add some oil by the way."

The skeleton said coldly.

Boom –

The golden mountain and the bones all over the ground disappeared, and in its place were the boundless sparkling holy rays.

All the saints were submerged in the skeleton in an instant.

Bloody flesh on bones.

The skin and hair are restored again.

He even had an extra white robe on him.

Wu Xiaode was resurrected with full blood, still stepping on the floating skull, and put on a fist fight at random.

"Jiuyao, just watch like this, I will let you watch your men be killed by me, and you have nothing to do."

"Then maybe you'll remember how you treated me."

He spoke slowly.

There were four Nine Yao Executors left in mid-air, and they listened to him silently.

One of them suddenly said in a loud voice:

"Pay all the merit and get out of this mission!"

The void flashed, and the man disappeared directly.

- He withdrew from the mission.

There are three left.

Wu Xiaode looked at one of them:

"Come and kill a demon like me, and risk being killed back, you have nothing to complain about?"

The man hugged the other man silently.

The sharp fist blade in his hand pierced the other man's chest.

"Cannibalism, the sequence won't spare you."

The one who was stabbed was humane.

"Ahh This is a real demon king. ”

Malice is everywhere.

He's crazy.

In the darkness, there were already a few ghosts watching from the side, and then they rushed in and pulled the madman away.

Gradually, the man's voice was no longer heard.

There is one last person left.

This is an old man with a cold expression, holding a long staff, staring at Wu Xiaode and saying:

"Don't confuse me with them, I'm the vice president of the executive committee, and it's not an exaggeration to kill them all by myself."

"I'll admit that your weird fist is pretty good, come on, let's have a good fight."

Wu Xiaode didn't answer, grinned, his figure suddenly flashed back, and disappeared into the darkness outside the oil pot.

"Where to run!"

The old man immediately chased after him.

But he flew in the void outside the Oil Pot Knife Mountain for a while, only to find that he had lost the trace of Wu Xiaode.

The sky was dark.

The land is full of gloomy and steep mountains, and beyond is a vast dark plain.

All kinds of undead monsters flood the world.

But there was no trace of Wu Xiaode.

"Hell, where the hell did you go?"

The old man cursed.

Suddenly.

Not far away, a monster with a human head flew in front of him and said:

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for someone, and this is what he looks like."

The old man waved his hand, and Wu Xiaode's strange identity appeared in the air.

"If you're looking for someone, why don't you ask Mr. Ugly?" The Hippogriff wondered.

"Mr. Ugly?"

"Yes, he can help you find anyone you want, as long as you pay for it."

The Hippogriff flew away.

The old man shook his head and continued to fly in the sky.

Every undead monster on the earth can't escape his eyes.

But none of them were the targets he was looking for.

Suddenly.

He saw a monster with a powerful aura sitting on a mountain peak not far away.

"Your Excellency, have you ever seen this man?"

The old man once again released Wu Xiaode's strange life image.

The monster shook his head and asked, "If you're looking for someone in this place, why don't you ask Mr. Ugly?" ”

"Mr. Ugly must know?" The old man asked rhetorically.

"Of course, he's in charge of everything in this dead world." Monster Road.

The old man sighed for a few breaths, and then asked:

"How can I find Mr. Ugly?"

The monster pulled out a stone engraved with a special symbol: "With this, someone will pick you up, but you need to pay me some benefits." ”

"What do you want?"

"Anything that is worth it."

"I've got a dozen strange orbs, and they're of great value."

"Deal."

The old man got the stone.

He poured his soul power into the stone.

The stone burst into a sharp humming sound.

Soon.

A scarlet palanquin appeared in the sky.

Four men as strong as oxen carried a sedan chair and landed beside the old man.

"Is Your Excellency looking for Mr. Ugly?"

A man asked politely.

"It's me." The old man said.

"We were sent by Mr. Ugly to pick you up, please get into the sedan chair." The man said.

"Good!"

The old man got into the sedan chair.

The four strong men immediately lifted the sedan chair and flew towards the other side of the mountain.

At first, the old man was still a little vigilant.

But the sedan chair sat steady and comfortable; The four strong men carrying the sedan chair did not carry weapons at all, and only focused on carrying the sedan chair all the way.

The old man gradually relaxed, and asked:

"Is Mr. Ugly the god of the underworld in this area?"

"Not really, but everybody likes Mr. Ugly, after all, he knows everything." A brawny man replied.

"How long will I see him?" The old man asked again.

"It's almost there."

The strong man pointed to a huge palace complex made entirely of wood on the high mountain ahead.

The old man didn't ask anymore, but waited silently.

Finally.

The palanquin was carried into the palace and stopped in front of a splendid hall.

"Your Excellency, it's time to get there."

Strong man said.

The old man nodded, and was about to get off the sedan chair, when he suddenly found that the strong men and the sedan chair had all disappeared.

In the empty hall, he was the only one standing.

What's going on?

Is it a trap?

The old man was in a state of panic when he suddenly saw his health bar rapidly decreasing.

- My own blood is empty!

He was about to take measures to use healing props, but suddenly his eyes went dark.

Nothing is known about the rest of the year.

At the same time.

Room.

In a cowshed.

A calf has just been born.

It came out of its life and immediately erupted into a hysterical scream.

- But everything is useless.

The sequence has vanished from it, and all the powers of the past have been reincarnated, no longer existing.

Now it's just a calf.

After a while, the memories of its past life will be completely erased.

It's a calf.

(End of chapter)