Supreme Pill Saint

"Boy, do you hear me? Why don't you go and dig? " Chen Lu drinks directly from Su Chen.

"How deep do you want to dig?" Asked Su Chen.

Chen Lu looks at Song Yunyan.

"Fifty meters." Song Yunyan thought and said.

Su Chen's heart is relieved. Fifty meters, ha ha It's still half the distance from baby.

The next moment.

Su Chen steps forward.

Take the shovel and dig.

Song Yunyan's five people stood by and watched.

"Is this kid poisonous? These days, let him also dig seven or eight places? No fart has been dug. " Chen Lu spits a saliva on the ground and stares at Su Chen. His eyes are quiet and his killing intention is not concealed.

"It seems so." Zhu Yao nods.

Xue Yitian also nodded indifferently: "it's really a bit unlucky."

"This is the pit. If he can't dig out the treasure, he will kill it." Zhao Minglin, who was silent all the way, suddenly said, "it's not good to always delay so much time."

"Yes, yes! It should have been killed long ago!!! " Chen Lu is very happy.

Zhu Yao and Xue Yitian also nodded slightly.

Only song Yunyan frowned slightly and said nothing.

The discussions of several people were not concealed at all.

Even though Su Chen is digging a hole in front of him, they are still discussing whether Su Chen has bad luck? Do you want to kill it?

There is no denying it.

Who makes Su Chen weak like an ant?

In the early days of the continental war, most of the slaves were stronger than Su Chen.

And the slaves who fought in ancient heaven were no different from the beasts!

Life and death, is the master of a word.

The master never avoids discussing their life and death.

Su Chen is still digging.

And song Yunyan became more curious.

Su Chen must have heard Chen Lu's discussion about killing him.

However, she still didn't feel any mood fluctuation of Su Chen, not camouflage, but no mood fluctuation.

Strange, really strange.

Song Yunyan stares at Su Chen deeply. He wants to see through Su Chen, but he can't.

Not long.

Fifty meters of holes have been dug.

"It's up to you, punk, to live and die." Chen Lu grins, glances at Su Chen, and then jumps down the hole.

After more than ten breaths.

Chen Lu is back.

But his face was killing and boiling: "grass! As expected, there is no fart! This damned, unlucky little bastard!!! "

Chen Lu wants to start.

Su Chen's eyes narrowed, and naturally he was on the edge of his hands.

But just then.

"Whew, whew, whew There are many people. " In the air, a sudden rippling of laughter makes people feel numb.

Along with it comes the powerful murderous spirit.

It's like blood pouring down the head.

Soon.

A human figure appeared.

This man is dressed in animal skin, young man, but has a long beard, looks like a savage. His teeth are strange and bloody. He has a machete in his hand.

The machete is very long and wide, which is different from ordinary machete.

On the machete, the blood stains are clear, as if they are all engraved into the blade.

The man is tall and full of blood. Listen carefully from afar, as if you can hear his heart beating powerfully.

The air around him is a wheezing escape, and the air around him is filled with blood.

The man was standing there, like a sea of blood.

The man bared his teeth. His eyes flashed over Xue Yitian and others. At last, his eyes fell on Song Yunyan: "tut Tut, there is a big beauty!"

"Zheng Xue, the wild beast?" Xue Yitian's faces turned pale quickly. Chen Lu and Zhao Minglin were shaking. For a long time, Xue Yitian held his breath, raised his head and asked. His voice was slightly shaking.

"Hahaha What do you say? " The man laughs, the laughter is very terrible, the laughter is like a heavy hammer, blows in the air, gives the human great pressure.

It's Zheng Xue, the wild animal.

Zheng Xue, named wild beast, doesn't mean that he is a member of the demon beast family. Zheng Xue is an authentic human race.

But he is more terrible than a monster.

Only heaven and earth dominate the six levels of Zheng blood.

However, his reputation is greater than that of the many martial artists who dominate seven levels of the world.

Gai is because he is extremely bloodthirsty and cruel. He has a hobby of drinking human blood.

This man grew up in blood, and the people who died in his hands were massive.

I can't help it. Xue Yitian, Chen Lu, Zhu Yao and Zhao Minglin all lean together. They are really scared!Bad luck.

Unexpectedly met Zheng Xue, a wild animal?

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it!!!

Song Yunyan's face was also pale, and there was no blood on his beautiful face.

"Zheng Brother Zheng, we have no grievances and no enmities. Please do me a favor. " Then Xue Yitian opened his mouth with a stiff head. Although they were five people, Zheng Xue had only one person. Moreover, Zheng Xue's realm was only the six layers of heaven and earth.

However, Xue Yitian knows that they are not Zheng Xue's rivals.

In itself, the martial arts practitioners who dominate the world, even if they have a small realm, have different strengths.

What's more, Zheng Xue itself belongs to the existence of strength stronger than realm?

"It's true that there is no injustice, but I want to drink human blood." Zheng Xue grinned, looking extremely ferocious, just like the skeleton face of the devil.

As soon as he said this, Zhao Minglin, Chen Lu and Zhu Yao were even more frightened than they could stand.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Zheng Xue really scared them.

"Brother Zheng, if you You You really want to drink human blood, then Then... " Zheng Xue is biting his teeth, and his voice is trembling. Next second, he suddenly raises his hand and points to Su Chen: "he will let brother Zheng drink!"

"Yes, yes!" Chen Lu's three people are very happy, nods heavily, raises their hands and points to Su Chen: "this little waste, brother Zheng Enjoy. "

Only song Yunyan remained calm and paler.

Su Chen, however, is quiet and inexplicably indifferent.

"He?" Zheng Xue looks at Su Chen, and then chuckles, "zuwangjing, the third floor? This kind of rubbish, not even slaves? His blood, also deserve my Zheng blood to drink? "

Voice down.

Suddenly.

Zheng Xue goes straight.

The machete in his hand, in a moment, disappeared.

There was only blood in the sky.

It's like a sea of blood.

Crazy and furious.

Zheng Xue goes forward, explodes and tears the space. He holds a machete in his hand, and the sword is at the top. When a machete falls, he brings out a bloody and dazzling arc. Under the great sense of killing, the extremely sharp machete goes towards Xue Yitian.

At that moment, Xue Yitian seemed to be filled with cold air.

The heart is about to burst.

There was no limit to danger and killing in his mind.