Gourmet of Another World

Shuloman's honored, dead.

He was beaten to death by a dog with dog claws.

The slightly fat old man stared at this scene, and the whole person seemed to fly out of his body, and looked at the honored man, who had been photographed into countless pieces, and felt incredible in his heart.

That's Shuloman, the mighty middle-strong man, the top of Shuloman, the man who stirred up the winds and clouds of the entire South China River.

Such a mighty man was shot dead by a dog who had never even heard of him in the South China River...

The man who had previously crushed his own atmosphere did not dare to come out, and stood proud of his heavenly dome, the one who could not be honored for a lifetime, is now the end of the earth... this dog, is so brutal!

The slightly fat old man who returned to God once again looked at the black dog with only panic, shaking like a sieve of bran.

Blood gathered on the dome that day, forming a Huo Luo sword with terrible power, no more horrible than the black dog in his heart.

What kind of opponent did Shuloman mess with this time?

Death of the honored is definitely a great earthquake for Shuloman... No, it is a great earthquake for the whole land of Nanjiang.

The pedestrian formula was also some beam, he didn't think that the honorable man who had been forced by the cow before was shot to death by Xiao Blackie, just as he was shot to death by a fly, the honorable man was also straight.

Buzz...

A buzzing sound sounded.

After that, the position of the honored man of Nashuromon was shot to pieces, and suddenly a wave erupted, which was very intense, like trying to shake up space.

A white mongolia's essence, a supreme soul belonging to the honorable Shuloman, came from the end of it.

The wrath of the wretched face, the silent roar, the twisted shape, the face...

A suction suddenly came from the end of the shatter, the gray white dead soul Joo suddenly floated, the essence of the man's soul suddenly full of fright, sucked into it, distorted, and finally completely swallowed.

Now, this man is really dead. He can't die anymore.

The bloody clouds rolled over, and the thick bloody clouds came together, piling together into a long, bloody sword, with a rich sword hanging over the dome.

Fresh red desire to drip blood Shu Luo sword yi sword finger little black, sharp sword will almost turn the whole ground over.

Outside the Emperor.

The blood guard who was healing opened his eyes violently, and Kung Wang rushed out of the healing position, standing in front of the army, looking at the Shu Luo sword on the dome, his eyes gradually contracted, his face appeared frightened.

“Shu... Shu Luo Jianyi? How dare the honourable man be forced to carry out even Shuro's sword? ”

Blood guard took a sip of cool air and his heart trembled.

Ji Chengyu and Zhao Musheng were also overwhelmed with chills, riding on the spiritual beast horse, and could not help but take a slight step backwards.

I'm afraid... the honored Shuloman can't walk.

Big Side City.

Inside the shady tower.

The high priest in the mask opened her eyes suddenly and she felt her heart tremble and something bad seemed to have happened.

She waved her hand, and then a few jade figurines floated over the dome. The long fingers pinched the mark and began to speculate on the jade figurine.

The more extrapolated, the more intense the color of fear in her eyes under the mask.

Suddenly, a blast broke and the jade that was being rolled out broke into pieces and burst into pieces.

“This…”

The high priest stood up and his chest, wrapped in his belly pocket, fluctuated violently, gasping.

“The honored... dead? ”

Boom!

There was a loud bang, as if there was something in the tower that was awakening suddenly.

The high priest looked at a heavy iron gate behind her in panic.

A distant and vibrant breath slowly gushed out of the iron gate...

“Aya... who inspired my lord Shura's sword? Well, is that the scent of Dead Beads? ”

A dull voice came from behind the iron gate, with a hint of doubt and doubt.

The high priest dared not come out of the atmosphere, and some uncertain replied: "Venerable… may have fallen. ”

The silence sounded halfway, and that voice was the answer to the phantom.

“I already know… my thoughts on the Dead Spirit Bead have been awakened. ”

……

The little black dog's eyes stared calmly at the bloody sword above the dome that day, and the huge and heavy Shura sword above the dome did not cause him any apprehension.

It just feels a little funny.

Shu Luo Sword Idea, I didn't expect to see Shu Luo Sword Idea in South Jiangxiang, which is a rugged place.

Although this Shu Luo Sword intent is only tangible and atheistic, although this Shu Luo Sword intent is still crippling... but after all, it is Shu Luo Sword intent, something that does not belong to the land of Nanjiang.

Bum...

Bloody swordsmanship hangs over the dome, causing the entire Imperial City civilian population to feel the ups and downs as if the blood in their bodies were to be drawn into the blood sword over the dome that day.

This... is horrible as a demon.

After the gray white Dead Spirit Bead spinned and absorbed the Supreme Howling Essence, the Dead Spirit Bead lit up with glow.

This bead of death is like having a soul all of a sudden, and it actually swims up in the void.

A huge, gray-covered figure bursts out of the beads of the dead, shielding the day, creating a near-stagnant pressure on everyone.

This pressure makes the slightly fat old man's face pale.

“Master Shuloman... Duan! ”

The slightly fat old man swallowed a sip of spit and his eyes filled with horror, a nightmarish name, a name that haunted all forces in the south.

… has this man recovered?

The vast shadow's eyes were high and cold, ignoring the sky, which swept through everyone's body and eventually fell on the giant little black body.

Both eyes collided in the void.

“Kill me, Shuloman? You have a lot of nerve..."

As if thunder sounded in the heavenly dome, then the immense shadow of the demonic god waved at will and grabbed the blood sword hanging over the dome that day.

The sword on Shu Luo's sword erupted with great strength, making the whole Emperor's face a little too red to withstand this oppression.

“Die and bury the honored. ”

With a wave, the giant blood sword poured with a roar toward the giant little black lap.

The little black mouth was picked, and the humanization revealed a glimmer of shame.

Take a deep breath, then look toward the chopped Shuro sword, growl a dog bark.

“Wang!”

The dog barked all over the city and even Ji Chengyu's army outside the Emperor heard it.

After hearing the dog bark, Ji Chengyu and Zhao Musheng's spiritual beast horse suddenly frightened, kneeling on the ground. Ji Chengyu and Zhao Musheng felt floating and landed on their horses. Their faces were ugly and full of fear.

But something even more frightening happened...

The horrible blood sword on the dome that day, in the bark of this dog, the inches broke, turned into heavenly blood particles, spread over the sky, and was blown away.

The giant Great Shore phantom shuddered, then concentrated, and gathered into the Dead Spirit Bead, making the Dead Spirit Bead look like a starlight in the night, suddenly breaking through the sky and bursting towards the distance.

That speed... exceeded the speed of sound.

Black stopped barking, his tongue licked around the dog's mouth, snapped, his figure shrunk, and eventually turned into that lazy fat dog.

Blackie didn't care about the dead beads that were trapped.

For it, the Dead Bead is less attractive than the drunken ribs cooked on foot.

With elegant cat steps, Blackie is back in front of the shop.

The gait looks at it obliquely and feels like a monster.

The little black dog glanced and grunted arrogantly. He continued to lie on the doorstep and fell asleep...

It doesn't seem to sleep well enough.

The pedestrian gazed at the quiet little darkness, exhaled, and glanced around.

Almost all the surroundings were ground to the ground, except for the lonely rise of the house where the small shop was located, which was destroyed once.

The giant emperor was as if he had been erased by a tiny piece, so striking.

The slightly fat old fart at the moment. The crotch sits on the floor.

That piecemeal rubble is pounding his ass. The stock is all unconscious, he will no longer dare to look at the square store with the same eyes...

A mysterious young cook, a nine-pint puppet, and a fat fucking dog, this power lies at the top of Nanjiang...

Little black on the ground suddenly the dog's nose moved slightly.

Later the dog opened his eyes and looked away.

There was a slightly fat old man staring at it.

The slightly fat old man sensed the black dog's gaze, the whole person was stiff, smiled a little, turning around and climbing with a roll, it disappeared.

……

Inside and outside the Imperial Gate.

The return of the mighty One Hundred Thousand Dachuan, full of horrors, brings news that everyone is stuck.

An invincible figure, mighty enough to make Shuloman tremble... dead.

In the process of finding trouble with the shop, he was killed.

Ji Chengyu and Zhao Musheng became obsessed after learning about the news.