Gourmet of Another World
Chapter 464: Blood Man Exhaled to Spit Blood Bubbles
The blood palms are empty, accompanied by a roaring wave of terror.
Hidden by the sun, easy to walk is a harsh shot, and the air is overwhelmed by oppressed crying.
The shadow of the haunted woman fled quickly, standing in the distance, looking indifferently beneath the palm of her blood, like a walking trail of a leaf canoe.
With the pedestrian cultivation, there is no way to resist this clap, and there is no doubt that he will die.
But just when she thought the pedestrian formula was bound to die, above the head of the pedestrian formula, suddenly emerged a white spot of light that was dense and numb, like a bunch of flying fireflies, scattered.
The light dots into a thread, where you can see a crack slowly emerging.
As if something had been torn apart, the crack split towards both sides.
A furry dog claw sticks out quietly from it.
The blood palm has been pressed to the extreme at this moment, blowing the hair of the pedestrian, the thick blood, almost staining the pedestrian body.
Blood-breasted, because he knew that if he didn't have an accident, he would have killed the boy.
The Dutchwoman naturally knows the cultivation of the blood, breaking the five supreme shackles at the peak of the divine realm, although it did not reach the full realm of the Spirit Guardian One, but the killing of the pedestrian formula has not even broken the shackles from the supreme, it is simply not a matter of gray power.
He will die.
She's thinking right now, when this kid dies, get that crystalline purple medulla back.
That thing was still very important to her.
Previously, because of the dog, now that the dog is not there, she will naturally not let go of the crystalline purple medulla.
It's just that she was a little shocked soon.
The slippery dog claws that stretched out of the crack were not large.
Furry, small and incredibly small.
But it's this little dog claw, and it's got goosebumps all over her.
The gait also widened his eyes and looked at the dog's paw, slightly rejoicing.
It's Black!
It's Black, the lazy dog!
It's really here!
Dog claws are small, but the power is terrible.
That fierce slap of blood seemed to have been blocked by an invisible force that could not be depressed downwards.
The eyes of the bloody man suddenly widened!
He felt heaven and earth under pressure!
That pressure... I can't believe it!
Buzz...
An intangible fluctuation spread, and the next moment, the blood palm flew upside down and was scattered directly by a dog claw, turning into blood in the sky.
The blood around the blood man boiled, his face retracted a few steps, and he looked down unbelievably.
Is he that strong?
No, definitely not that kid!
What the hell is that? In this mystery… is there a full existence of the Divine Body? Or... being above the divine realm?
The blood gradually dissipated, revealing the image below.
Bloody eyes staring dead.
The Ghost is also shocked to see...
Slightly lift the dog paw and keep that motion protruding from the tiny cracks.
It was this claw that actually shrunk the blood palm back.
Dog claws?
To beat the crap out of his little dog paw at the top of his body?
The eyes of the blood are strange and the corners of the mouth are twitching.
“Finally caught up...”
A slightly lazy sound sounded, and the crack grew bigger and bigger, gradually... and a figure emerged elegantly from it.
This figure… is not human.
Because it's walking on all limbs and taking elegant cat steps.
Wait... catwalk? Aren't those dog paws sticking out? How could it be catwalk?
The blood man felt that his brain seemed a little overwhelmed and his eyes squinted as he looked at the shadow that gradually became clearer.
It's a dog.
A fat, dark, autumnal dog.
The cat steps and the fat is trembling... the dog!
Was it this dog that stopped him from attacking?
The Dutchwoman watched the dog's figure gradually clear, and her stiff face was also... weird.
Because she noticed... this dog doesn't seem to be what she thought it was.
What do you mean, when she was in the ruins, she saw the dog side, the dog... not so fat?
The dog trembled and trembled with fat.
The corner of the square mouth pulled, and the real qi of the body quickly retreated, feeling weak for a while.
When he took out an oyster bag, he bit it off, and the oyster wrapped it in his stomach, and it became a real breath, and he gradually felt his strength was returning.
“Football boy! The dog told you to keep the purple cord. Did you keep it? That's delicious... it's really hard for you to grab it from a ghost girl! Now that the paparazzi are here, leave them to the paparazzi! ”
The dog threw up his tongue and stared at the gait. I couldn't wait to say it.
No facial expressions on the steps.
He said, "How could this lazy dog rush here so hard? It was for food..."
And the Ghost is still behind you. Are you serious?
The Dutchwoman is also frozen at the moment.
“Didn't think you had help... but what good is a dog? ”
Bloodman presses down the first shock in his heart.
It doesn't seem strange that a shrimp in the divine realm, a puppet in the divine realm, now appears another dog in the divine realm.
With so many helpers, the formula looks different.
It's just... even if it's any different, he's on his own right now.
It's him who controls life and death!
The words of the blood were filled with killings and cold words.
When the dog stood still and twisted his head, he looked at the bloody man.
Who is this guy?
Full of blood, the breath was very strong, behind the five bloody shackles swaying in a rave, breathing heavily.
Break five shackles?
No wonder the walking formula kid was so messed up. Although he now has some fighting power and the help of the little white goose, he is still quite good for the peak of the divine body.
“It's been a long time since I've had dog meat since I was trapped in this Shurota... this dog came just in time to give me a taste of dog meat. ”
The blood man laughed.
He raised his hand and suddenly the blood gathered, turning into a blood spear.
Eat dog meat?
As soon as I walked, the Ghost was stunned...
The fat on the dog's face was shaking.
Dog fucking pissed you off? What makes you eat dog meat?
The bloodman was so angry, and suddenly the spear tip of the blood spear spinned, causing terrible fluctuations and sweeping away.
However, just as he was about to smash the blood spear, he was stunned.
Because the target is gone.
No… not disappeared, but the target appeared just a metre away from him.
What the fuck?
The bloodman is stuck.
The next moment, he saw the fat dog lifting his paws again.
As the dog paw rose, the dog paw also continued to expand and later turned into a huge clap.
Boom!!
The blood spear collapsed directly, and the whole blood man was slammed to the bottom of the tower, and the whole space was a shock.
“Eat dog meat? How dare you eat such noble meat? Dragon meat, pork so much meat, do you prefer dog meat? Did you say you were looking for death? ”
The fat on the dog's face was shaking.
The haunted woman looked at her mouth... OK, this style of mess, it turns out it's the dog.
It's just... how did the old Yulan's skinny dog get so fat?
The pedestrian also touched his chin and looked at Fat Dog. He smashed his mouth. Looks like he had a wonderful meal at his shop.
When I first met the dog... I was still a handsome skinny dog.
With the dog paws out, the pedestrian formula calms down a lot.
He grabbed the oyster bag with his hand and ate it in his bars. He stood up and walked toward the phoenix egg.
Go ahead, I'll take a look at the phoenix eggs.
“Son of a bitch!! ”
Blood in the sky is spreading, and the shape of the blood man rises in the sky. Tens of thousands of pieces of blood seem to have turned into a sea of blood behind him.
His eyes were red and he stared at the fat black dog.
“Bar...”
A crisp sound broke down the ossified dragon grown around the phoenix egg easily on foot.
That grassroots cracking sound is so clear in a silent space.
The scene was seen when the blood body was stiff and turned its head.
Fast and angry! Exhale to vomit blood bubbles!