"Eat, eat, eat...have you eaten?"

Zheng Tuo's words were full of disbelief.

What the hell is this Hell Eight Gods?

Just now he was shouting to avenge his eighth brother, but he turned around and was devoured by his physical body.

this……

this……

this……

Zheng Tuo was at a loss for words and didn't know how to describe his terrible mood at this moment.

This feeling is really bad.

They are clearly known as the Eight Gods of Hell, and they all refer to each other as brothers and sisters.

Why don't you turn around and not recognize anyone?

No.

Before he could even turn his face, he started not to recognize people.

Zheng Tuo didn't know how to describe his feelings watching this moment.

It's hard to understand, it's really hard to understand.

On the other hand, none of the people who devoured their eighth brother seemed to have any sense of guilt.

Regarding this matter, the four of them seem to have become accustomed to it.

The four took action, killed the great elder, and launched the final siege.

"Don't be surprised!"

Xuan Lao explained to Zheng Tuo: "The way of practice in the hell world is to devour other people and cultivate one's own body, just like mortals need to eat food and immortal cultivators need to absorb spiritual energy. This is the basic way of practice in the hell world, so for

For them, this is nothing, not only that, for them, this may be a way to commemorate their brothers and sisters."

"Isn't it right? Devouring one's own brother has become a way of commemorating him?"

Zheng Tuo was puzzled and asked many questions.

"Yes." Mr. Xuan patiently explained to Zheng Tuo: "Swallowing the brother's flesh and blood and letting it fuse with oneself, swallowing the brother's strength and letting it fuse with one's own strength, this may be another way to

A way to extend the lives of brothers, just like mortals will be buried after death and return everything to the earth. Immortal cultivators will transform and return everything to the way of heaven. It's just that this method is difficult for you to accept.

, in fact the essence is the same.”

Mr. Xuan has the experience and wisdom he deserves at his age.

Talking to Zheng Tuo like this made Zheng Tuo fully understand the teacup involved.

Devouring his brother, merging his flesh and blood into his own flesh and blood, and merging his strength into his own strength, if you think about it carefully, this is indeed an alternative way to extend the life of your brother.

But this is naturally an unacceptable move for the human race.

"Thank you, Mr. Xuan, for clearing up the confusion."

Zheng Tuo respected Mr. Xuan very much.

This old man can become the protector of the Lord of the Spiritual Mountain, Changsheng, and he is indeed steady and has the air of an expert.

Mr. Xuan didn't say anything about Zheng Tuo's feelings. He just nodded slightly as a response.

"The guys in hell are crazy."

Ming Lao said to Zheng Tuo in a rough voice: "They practice based on devouring others, so they are called the hell realm because it is too cruel. From birth, they have to go through battles, endless battles, and there is no one."

A battle that can be stopped.”

When Ming Lao said this, there was even a hint of awe in his words.

"Look, there are only eight people in the Eight Gods of Hell. Maybe, they used to be ten people, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand... I don't know how many people there are, but these eight guys are tough enough to survive to this day.

"

Hearing what Mr. Ming said, Zheng Tuo couldn't help but feel a spasm in his stomach, almost as if it was tumbling.

It is really as Ming Lao said.

The Eight Gods of Hell stand out from a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, or even more people.

Doesn't it mean that they...

Zheng Tuo did not continue to think about it because it was unacceptable to him.

As a human being, he would not be able to do such a thing, but just thinking about it would make him sick to death.

call……

call……

call……

Take a deep breath and calm yourself down the best way you can.

"Hahaha……"

When the commander saw Zheng Tuo like this, he raised his hand and patted Zheng Tuo's shoulder. The pat made Zheng Tuo stagger and screamed in his heart, "Mr. Ming, please be gentle, I'm trying to pat you apart."

"Faceless boy, you are also a king-level strongman, and you have killed many enemies under your command. Why are you still so weak in your Taoism? You can't do this little thing!"

Ming Lao laughed at Zheng Tuo, as if even your kid couldn't do it.

Zheng Tuo smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

Ming Lao and Xuan Lao have completely different personalities.

One has a fiery temper and gets angry at the slightest. He will quarrel with anyone he doesn't like, and even hook up with someone he likes. They are like brothers.

A person who is as calm as water and quiet as a mountain. Even if he speaks a little loudly, he will always be calm and reassuring.

It's quite enviable to have these two guys become the guardians of immortality.

All the words of several people.

The battle on the other side has entered the final stage.

The Great Elder has the Killing God Cone, and his strength has skyrocketed. One-on-one, no one can be his opponent.

But the Eight Gods of Hell are unreasonable.

Six people besieged and annihilated the great elder in the void.

The legendary powerful force was raging, and Black Void was trembling because of such power.

Even though the Great Elder had an innate spiritual treasure like the Killing Cone, he could not defeat the four hands with his two fists. He was beaten so many times that his body exploded, his Yuan Ying was destroyed, and his soul body was severely damaged.

The six people did not kill the great elder directly.

They severely injured the great elder, leaving him on the verge of death and likely to die at any time.

"hahahahahahahahahaha……"

The great elder smiled miserably, still looking crazy.

Even though he was seriously injured and dying, and on a strange road, he did not weaken his murderous intention.

That kind of murderous intention that is hated to the core will not disappear even if he dies.

"I have only felt this kind of murderous intention from one person, the Lord of Death."

The boss of Hell Yagami opened his mouth and said this.

"Unfortunately, the Lord of the God of Death is dead. Even if you control his killing pattern, you are still not him after all."

The boss shook his head.

"Elder of the Zhao family, tell me where the son of the God of Killing is."

Such words came out of the boss's mouth, and everyone in Lingshan was immediately confused.

They are all strong and smart people.

Comparing before and after and connecting them in series, they can definitely draw the conclusion.

Could this son of the God of Killing be that Madman Zhao?

Everyone in Lingshan has this question in their minds.

In the Zhao family, apart from the great elder, only Madman Zhao controls the killing pattern.

And this God-killing Cone is essentially Madman Zhao’s magic weapon, not the Great Elder’s.

Then there was Madman Zhao who was going crazy and trying to open the door to hell.

By connecting all of these together, a conclusion can be drawn.

Crazy Zhao is the son of the God of Killing as the boss calls him.

"hahahahahahahahahaha……"
To be continued...