In that remote era, although Mr. Skull was not the most powerful life in the world, it was not comparable to ordinary life, such as these so-called fairy families, in that era full of blood and war... It is no exaggeration to say that their chances of survival are very low, almost all of them are reduced to the food of ancient life like Mr. Skeleton.

Therefore, Mr. Skull looked down on them from beginning to end, and even in this world, there are very few lives that can be regarded by Mr. Skull.

Although the blood moon era has passed for so many years, Mr. Skull’s strength is not one in ten. Compared with him at his peak, he is totally different from the sky and the earth, but even so, I want to clean up these "foods". "It's still very easy...Mr. Skeleton has already made plans. If it is difficult to kill these immortals in a human form, then the big deal will show up and eat them one by one.

"How dare you call yourself a god..." Mr. Skeleton gently wiped the slender umbrella knife with his cuff, his smile on his face was both rigid and unspeakable, "You know that the greatest feature of God is What?"

Guo Shisanye didn’t know what Mr. Skull was going to do next, but he still felt the dangerous aura rushing over his face, as if something terrible would happen next... That long-lost sense of fear instantly enveloped his mind. .

"God's characteristic?" Guo Shisanye took a half step back quietly, and at the same time, the immortal houses beside him also retreated one after another, seeming to be aware of Mr. Skull's next crazy behavior.

Mr. Skull nodded, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind, and even his tone of voice changed a little, as if he was emotional or amazed...

"The greatest feature of God is that he will not die, do you understand?"

This sentence is simple and easy to understand. Mr. Skull believes that these immortals can hear the meaning of it... You will die, so you are not true gods, and you are not even a powerful life. If you put it on In those ancient times, life like you whose individual strength is not high is easier to become food than ordinary people.

At the same time, the melting speed of Mr. Skeleton’s skin began to accelerate. Although there is still a trick called "Fucking the Devil" in the two styles of knives he learned, he did not intend to use that trick because Chen Xian had followed in advance. He mentioned that it was his ultimate move. Don’t use it when it’s not a last resort. After all, the destructive power of that move...Even Chen Xian can’t help but marvel at it, even more than the original Mr. Skull showed with bare hands. The ability is much more terrifying!

The human skin gradually melted.

The huge skeleton body gradually took shape.

Seeing the giant skeleton emerging from the filthy blood mist, most of the people present fell into a deep fear...It was like a creature that had emerged from a nightmare, and its huge, mountain-like body exuded people. The **** smell of restlessness, the blood with the remaining warmth flowed along his body to the ground, forming a pool of blood that gathered but did not disperse.

"I haven't eaten lives like yours for a long time..."

The huge skeletal skull slowly moved, the upper and lower jaws covered with greasy blood opened and closed and made a horrible tone, and the blood-filled eyeballs were also turning, and he scanned the people present calmly...

"Consecrate yourself to your god."

Mr. Skull smiled strangely, and his body was gradually enveloped by a thick blood mist... Those blood mist seemed to carry some kind of highly toxic substances. When they touched the plants on the ground, the plants that were eroded by the blood mist were only there. In an instant it began to wither and decay, turning into patches of red-red "silt" at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems that this has become a world of blood.

The silt on the ground is like countless blood stains.

The stars in the sky are no longer dazzling.

They are gradually being assimilated by Mr. Skull's energy.

In the beginning, a few immortal families who were not afraid of death encountered the blood fog. They were fine at first, and they seemed normal. They didn't seem to be affected by the **** fog, but...in less than half a minute. It began to dissolve.

They were gradually assimilated by those **** energies and turned into mud all over the ground.

"What kind of monster are you..."

Master Guo Shisan's eyes widened, and he looked at Mr. Skull in a cracking manner.

He has seen countless demons and evil creatures in his life, and he has seen many of those extremely rare abnormal lives, but he has never seen an existence like Mr. Skeleton... Is his appearance still an abnormal life? ! This is clearly the evil gods in those legends! !

"It's rude to call me a monster..."

The huge eyeballs in Mr. Skull’s eye sockets stared at Master Guo Shisan, his hoarse voice echoed on the top of the mountain like a muffled thunder, and the pressure from the ancient times that spread from him... the abnormal life present. Even the team from Yin City is no exception.

In front of this blood-colored skull like an evil god, each of them looked terrified.

"Boss Ao...this skeleton...what is his origin..."

Su Qing'er's little fox didn't have the thought of making fun with others. Under the pressure of Mr. Skull, her pale face only dared to hide behind the crowd, and her voice became much quieter.

"This monster is not like us at all." Song Ping An couldn't help but vomit, his face was full of surprise and incomprehension, "How can such a monster appear in the real world...It's like coming out of a nightmare... …"

"His breath is very strange." Kong Xuan glanced at Ao Huan and asked, "Do you know where he came from?"

"I don't know, but I heard the master say."

Ao Huan’s tone of speech is fairly calm, but only he himself knows how much he fears this skeleton...Although he doesn’t want to admit this, it’s the fact that in front of this monster even he is the legendary "dragon clan" , Will also feel the fear that originates from the depths of the soul, as if this fear has long been deep in the genes that have been passed down from generation to generation.

"This kind of breath..."

Qi Ping'an's face became a little dignified, because he suddenly found that he seemed to have underestimated Mr. Skull.

He has seen the legendary "devil", and has dealt with those "devil", but he has never felt this kind of evil spirit-like breath in those "devil", like all the sins in this world. All gathered in this skeleton.

If the legendary "devil" is placed in front of this skeleton, and the two are compared, perhaps they will feel more pure and innocent than a girl.

"How could such a monster emerge in this mundane world..."

Gu Xiantang from West Kunlun was also extremely surprised by Mr. Skull’s real body. In his opinion, even those ancient existences in the magic cave of Kunlun Mountain Town are simply unworthy of carrying shoes compared to this monster... If those creatures can be called demons, then what is this skeleton in front of you?

The Lord of Demons?

Or should it be called a Cthulhu?

"He should be the strongest person in Chen Xian's team?" Gu Xiantang whispered and began to analyze, and felt that his analysis was particularly reasonable. After speaking, he even believed in himself, so he continued to analyze. Why is the captain of that team not this skeleton but Chen Xian.

"It seems that they are going to be real." Zhao Zhier said coldly, her eyes became extremely puzzled, she didn't understand why the organizer hadn't come forward yet...Aren't they afraid of seeing blood on this mountain?

If the participating teams fight privately outside of the game and kill their lives, wouldn’t the organizer be afraid of being condemned?

This is a rest area set up by the organizer. They have arranged for at least hundreds of staff members to be stationed here, but now they have not shown up, it seems like the world has evaporated... What is going on?

"Unexpectedly, this kind of ancient life could survive to the modern age..."

In the corner of the northeast corner of the hillside with a big banyan tree, two people, one large and one small, stood in the shadow of the tree.

An older young man had met Chen Xian. He was from Zhuge Jing from Yunnan Province. The younger child seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old. No matter how ordinary he was dressed, she could hardly conceal her near perfection. Her face... She is like a doll with an ingenious workmanship, from head to toe, she has a rare exquisiteness that is rare in the world. She has a bright and flowery smile on her white tender and ruddy face, and her slightly curly black hair hangs on her shoulders. Also reveals a half-playful taste.

She is Zhuge Jing's younger sister.

He is also the only member of this team besides Zhuge Jing.

Her name is Zhuge Doudou.