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The brothers were dead, the three claws were dead, the broken teeth kept on making miserable howls, the pole lost its interest, the broken teeth lost its three claws, it didn't know what to do with them and couldn't be bothered to care about others, it just kept on venting and hated itself for its incompetence. The woman stood up, looked at the broken teeth sitting on the ground, then turned around and looked at the women and men, suddenly there was a panic, she had lost her master.

No one dared to look at her, and no one dared to speak to her. Since Nightmare had died, she was given to Feng Ji, and Feng Ji hated her, but no matter what, she was her master. With someone protecting her, and someone providing for her, where would she go now? Go with the men? She didn't know if she would be eaten to the point where not even her bones would remain.

She couldn't help but want to find her master. While the others were celebrating, the fragrant meat girl was slowly walking towards the place where the gas exploded. Where was it, she wanted to find the corpse of the mountain, even if the mountain died, it would still be her master.

More than ten men walked out at the same time, but they looked at each other, and then cracked their yellow teeth and smiled. They didn't mind sharing their spoils of war with others, so they walked towards the unsuspecting, meaty woman at the same time.

The fragrant meat girl stood in front of the terrifying god of death and stared dumbly, as if she couldn't believe that this terrifying monster had already died. At this moment, a group of men suddenly surrounded her and the terrifying god of death.

The fragrant meat woman trembled in fear. She looked through the crowd at the broken tooth, only to discover that it was only a howl. The pole remained motionless, but half of it was dead.

Everyone wanted to be the first one, but no one dared to be the first. Even though the terrifying Reaper Tiger's death didn't change its might, it still made them afraid, and maybe during the battle, they would be fearless of death. However, after the battle ended, it was fortunate for them that they would be scared for the rest of their lives.

At this moment, the women of the wilderness were all obedient. The men of the wilderness bled in order to survive. They shed tears for the men of the wilderness in order to survive.

One of the men couldn't hold it in anymore. His eyes were bloodshot, his lower body straightened, and his throat sounded like a wild beast. He roared and pounced on the woman. No one stopped him, but because of his leadership, they all pounced on her.

The woman fell heavily on the terrifying god of death's chest, but she bumped into a soft object. The next moment, the dust and sand that covered the body of the terrifying god of death suddenly flew into the air, and a man with lion hair rushed towards the surrounding people with a roar.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change. The terrifying death god had a history of transforming before. They thought that the terrifying death god had a new change, and that military knife was like the most venomous fangs of venomous snakes, flashing past the men's weak points like lightning.

The man who had pounced on the meaty woman earlier looked at the military knife in panic. He suddenly let out a howl and ran off bare-bottomed towards the distance, like a weak dead caterpillar. However, he had just pulled his pants down to a third of the way down and stretched his thighs, causing him to stagger.

The next moment, a pair of empty and ruthless eyes like a ghost's appeared behind him, a serrated military knife pierced through the back of his neck, through his throat, the military knife twisted horizontally, and broke his neck and organs. Under the glint of the military knife, his head flew high, and his bloody neck fell down horizontally, and waves after waves of blood shot out from the dust and dirt in the direction of the deep ravine.

The huge mouth with the broken front teeth looked at the head falling towards the foot of the mountain. There were no more people standing within ten meters of the man with the saber. It suddenly turned around and fell to the ground.

No one would ever know how stubborn Feng Feng Feiyun was when he wanted to kill the terrifying death god. Even after he had killed the terrifying death god, the military knife still subconsciously pierced through the throat of the terrifying death god.

Without recovering his consciousness, his senses carried along with him the instincts of his human body, and followed the same pattern as before when he was stepped on by the terrifying death god. Without recovering his consciousness, his senses brought along his body's instincts, and followed the same pattern as before when he was stepped on by the terrifying death god.

As long as there was no one standing within ten meters of him, he would not attack again, giving off the illusion that the terrifying god of death had been killed. These men were unlucky, what's worse, that guy with his pants down halfway, if he didn't jump up and run away, he would be just like a beautiful girl.

"The three claws didn't die …" Its mouth was wide open for a full ten seconds. After ten seconds of breathing, it let out an explosive roar that sounded like a dead dog, causing it to suddenly sit up. Turning its head around, it saw the mouth pointing a trembling finger at Feng Feiyun's body, and it once again howled in joy: "He really didn't die, and even killed these idiots with no eyes …"

"You all owe me … "F * ck that Corrupt Beast …" Are you in a hurry to die? A woman with three claws dares to make a move? If those three claws can single-handedly kill the terrifying god of death, then I can kill all of you … "

Lame, lame, and brandishing their machetes, the slaves who had been celebrating their own strength knelt on the ground, their heads full of reverence.

Chi Guda was carrying two serrated blades on his left and right, standing behind the poles like a god of the gate. He stared at these people who he really wanted to kill in one breath, looking behind him from time to time with worry in his eyes.

But no one dared to move, because the peak was still alive, and even if it was on the verge of death, they were still afraid. The peak could cut down all of them like vegetables, just like the more than ten fresh corpses of the terrifying god of death.

In the following time, the mountain fell into a dangerous period of struggle, experiencing all kinds of near-death experiences, while the pole automatically took over the job of commanding the slave, organizing all the women and children together, relying on ruins, establishing tents one by one, waiting for the three claws to wake up.

Black Claw abandoned them, but the mountain peak saved them, and also had the prestige to kill the terrifying god of death, becoming their unparalleled master. They called themselves the captain of the security team, and they just carried the two fangs around the clock, patrolling the slaves that he didn't feel safe in his heart.

Their water supply was only enough for three days. If the peak was awake, they could return to the desolate tribe that had been destroyed, and regain the water there. However, they did not dare to move in the face of the peak, afraid that they would die in the heat.

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