All the hidden White Wolf Kingdom soldiers "earthly killing" were spared, and their hands and feet were covered with the ground.

Screams came one after another.

Everyone has only one thought: escape!

But there is no way out.

There is no way under the sand.

The field they were once most familiar with became their last burial place.

Fu Feng Chulei showed no mercy.

Her amazing memory clearly judged the direction of "earth killing" soldiers.

The golden rod waved again, and this time, the screams all turned into muffled groans.

The ultimate kill!

That is a tragic kill!

Not only do they need their hands, but their lives!

Fu Feng Chulei had only one thought left in her heart: Kill!

A thought becomes a demon.

She just wants to kill everyone in the desert!

Everyone!

The corpse is everywhere.

She couldn't see the mirror.

She was looking for that mirror.

The mirror knew it was amazing and never dared to make any sound again.

All the arrogance is restrained.

But she didn't care.

She searched all the way.

She killed all the way.

As long as the mirror doesn't come out, I will keep killing you!

Even if you kill all the living creatures in the desert, it doesn't matter.

All the enemies only regretted that they had less legs, and ran away desperately.

She doesn't chase after her either.

She was determined to distinguish the direction of the mirror.

The golden rod passed by the sand again.

There is no place to hide by chance.

A stream of blood gushed out.

She laughed: "Yacao, come out and die!"

Another stick went down, and the blood fountain became a huge stream.

"It's useless to pretend to be dead! I will kill you at the end of the world!"

The blood fountain disappeared instantly.

However, Fu Feng Chulei had already recognized the huge smell of blood, mixed with a faint fragrance, which was faintly visible, which was the symbol of Yacao.

That was her charming fragrance.

It is really a charming fragrance for success and failure.

The fragrance was there, and she could no longer escape.

The duck wind is neither slow nor fast, and follows the charming fragrance and hits it down with one stick at a time.

Every rod is merciless.

"Yacao! You are Yacao! Since you are pretending to be dead, I want you to die this time!"

chase.

A wind-like pursuit.

The golden rod almost stirred the entire desert.

Blood gushed out and soon became yellow sand. When the wind blew, the vast land was yellow again.

The smell of blood is stronger and stronger.

Half of the sky turned into a yellow dust storm.

Everyone was trembling.

Survivors' breathing becomes hard.

At that moment, everyone felt that the end of the world had come.

That was the real end of the world.

The duck wind Chulei has never been so happy.

A pleasure to slaughter others.

The golden rod fell down again.

Fast, accurate, and cruel, like a straight sharp knife, penetrated deeply into the heart of the desert.

Blood surged up like a tide.

Even if there are a hundred people, there is not necessarily so much blood.

However, a mirror is like a fountain of blood.

Fu Feng Chulei didn't care where the blood came from, nor did he care.

Soon, a large area of ​​yellow sand on the ground was wet.

There was a trembling and painful sound, like a tragic "shenyin" of a dying person, struggling desperately, like a sheep whose throat was almost bitten by a tiger.

The charming laughter never came out again.

"Little bitch, I...I can't spare you..."

This time, the voice disappeared completely charming and coquettish, and became frightened, shocked, and in a desperate situation.

"Damn Fu Feng Chulei...I'm going to kill you..."

The golden rod automatically chased the fragrance, cutting through the night sky and the yellow sand, blocking the life of any lucky killer.

The night wind flies, and the broken palm flies.

The one thousand "earth killing" masters arranged by the Little Wolf King never survived.

Fu Feng Chulei happily admired the piles of broken hands, watching Huang Shaxun stained with blood and dried by the wind.

"Yacao, get out!"

"Haha, now I'm killing you! Yacao, remember, it's me who killed you! It's me, Fu Feng Chulei, it's me, I want to kill you all!"

"Damn..."

The sharp sound suddenly disappeared, the blood fountain on the ground suddenly disappeared, and the strange mirror had completely disappeared.

The golden stick quickly returned to Fu Feng Chulei's hand.

The wind blew away the yellow sand and buried the broken hands.

However, the murderous aura of blood cannot be buried, and the smell of death.

The entire desert suddenly became silent.

The old giant, step by step back.

However, he had no choice but to retreat.

He was already the only living resident around her.

And she didn't want to keep a living.

The vast desert, southeast, west and northwest are all her shadows - red, beautiful, slim, delicate and mysterious shadows.

Four-faced God.

Kill from all sides.

Before this, no one remembered why the four-faced gods could dominate the world and unify the world.

Until now, they have witnessed it with their own eyes that they know the power of the four-faced gods.
To be continued...