The changes in the void have also become more and more terrifying.

The towering stone stele, the bloody atmosphere around it suddenly began to roll, vaguely countless horrible figures, walking out of the endless time and space, roaring in anger and unwillingness.

Just a simple figure, it seems that it can stir the sky and the sky.

The terrifying blood in the deep crack suddenly released endless blood.

The horror of blood and energy formed a pure bloody road in the void, emerging from the river of blood on the earth and spreading to the periphery of the weird island.

If you look at it from a distance, you will find the crack in the river of blood, like a terrifying mouth, and the bloody road that emerges is like a huge tongue.

"This is not the way to enter the world of Luoxu, right?"

Seeing the bloody avenue gradually turning into substance, everyone gave birth to incredible.

"Before, entering the Secret Realm of the Ruins of the Fallen Ruins was through the portal in the void. Until now, the portal of illusion has never appeared, but the bloody road has appeared. It is really very possible!"

It's just that in the distance, in a huge crack, the scene of blood waves rolling, endless bubbles bursting, but everyone is daunting.

"That butcher, it's time for you to repay your gratitude. Back then, if we hadn't rescued you from the sea. Perhaps you would have become the dung of sea beasts now. Now it's time for you to act!"

At this moment, Weibei walked out of the crowd abruptly.

Among the many noisy voices, his voice appeared abrupt, attracting everyone's attention.

, Following Wei Bei's gaze, he casts on a warrior who looks a bit sturdy, but looks simple and honest.

Needless to say, he is Qin Feng in disguise.

"It's him!"

"I'm going! He really isn't dead!"

"Looking at this situation, a boat really stopped and fished him up!"

...

Suddenly, there was an uproar all around.

Those later warships don't know what this means.

When they understood everything, they turned their eyes to Qin Feng.

"At the time, I thought it was a sea beast disguised and wanted to attack our warship. I didn't expect that he was really just a human warrior."

Some people laughed.

Some people from the Wu family's battleship, after learning what happened, couldn't help but laughed: "It turns out that it is! Earlier, I have also seen those warriors who were killed in the water face down. I didn't expect this to happen. Moreover, it condensed sea water with sufficiently high salinity, and our human race can actually float on it, which is really a good discovery. In the future, if you fall into the water or kill the sea beasts, even without the guardian of the warship, you will be able to run freely on the sea."

"Talent! It's just this background, I really don't dare to compliment, a pig killer? It's a bit embarrassing."

...

Some people laughed at Qin Feng's background.

At this time, there was only Ruth who was born in the sea clan, and a little dignity flashed in his eyes.

Although the boy in front of him is not what he was at the beginning.

But that pig-killing knife was really conspicuous, and it had been deeply imprinted in his soul, and it had even become a nightmare.

Reminiscing about the opponent floating on the water, instead of setting foot on the warship from the port, he was 100% sure in his heart.

He is the vicious dog slayer on the guard ship!

A kind of horror flashed across his cheeks.

However, such a panic expression in an instant had completely disappeared, and the deep murderous intent was surging surgingly in his heart.

"The dog slaughterer must die! Otherwise, don't say to be the true judge. I will fall into this state in my life, and I will never be able to surpass it."

The nightmare is the heart demon.

Whether it is Human Race or Sea Race, it is impossible to ignore the inner demons.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the companions of the Sea Clan around him, and the coldness in his heart became stronger.

The idea that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the oriole behind has been circulating in his mind.

It turns out that the many sea races who seem to have a good time are actually in a competitive relationship.

They compete for status, that is, the position of the true judge.

Those who are ready to judge, want to stand out and become the true judge, only to defeat their opponents.

Obviously, these sea races beside him are his competitors.

In fact, if it is not for the Sea Clan, they are not allowed to kill each other.

It was this ban that cut off from Qin Feng's hand to protect himself, and just escaped the tiger's mouth. Seeing these sea races, he avoided falling into the wolf den again.

Of course, there are not so many ifs in this world.

"Weibei, you said this, don't want a little bit of Bilian. Big Brother Butcher is our welcome to come up. But you, like a mangy dog, can board our Wu family battleship with a dead skinny face."

Wu Xue was immediately unhappy.

"I want to hammer your dog's head!"

Almost at the same time, a tender voice rang out, a voice like flowing water.

The contrast with the tyrannical discourse attracted the attention of many warriors.

I saw a shy little girl with her fist tightly clenched, and said viciously.

To say shock, undoubtedly many Wu family martial artists.

They knew that this little girl, Wu Huo, had become shy when she said a word to others, blushing like a red apple.

Now he swears directly.

It's like seeing a beggar sit on the Dragon Court and become the supreme emperor.

Such a gap cannot be described in words.

Even Wu Xue, Wu Hao, and Wu Qing were shocked.

Then they laughed loudly.

"It's great to hammer his dog's head! I like it very much."

The strong Wu Hao clapped his hands and applauded.

"Xiao Huo, such a bloody thing is not suitable for you to do, let me help you blow his dog's head!"

The thin Wu Qing came out, as if the wind could blow him down.

"Ok!"

Wu Huo seemed to be a shy little girl again.

"Magan, what kind of thing are you, don't you have a bit of compelling? Innately weak, what kind of martial arts spirit will awaken? Seventh-grade Huang Wuhun."

"In the eyes of some warriors in the remote areas, it should be pretty good. Our three big families, what kind of existence is this?"

"The three big families of the Daewoo Empire. There will be no nine-rank Huang Wuhun for more than ten years. You only have a seventh-rank Huang Wuhun. Don't worry about it yourself. You dare to challenge me in front of many warriors? It's ridiculous!"

For the warriors of the Tiannan Kingdom, the seventh-rank Huang Wuhun is indeed good.

But in the Daewoo Empire, the bloodlines of the warriors of the three major families are very powerful.

They are generally the martial artists of the tenth-rank Huang Wuhun, and Wu Qing, the seventh-rank Huang Wuhun, can only be described as weak and explosive.

"I admit that I am only a seventh-grade Huang Wuhun, and my qualifications are not very good. However, if I can blow you into a scum, does it mean that you are even worse!"

Ma Gan, this is the biggest humiliation to Wu Qing.

His expression became gloomy. .

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