Chen Hao suspected that the meat was toxic, and it was not aimless.

After all, there is also a master who uses poison here, Evans.

Seeing that the black-hearted monk swallowed the meat whole, Chen Hao just smiled faintly and did not continue to pursue it, but he would definitely not eat this meat.

The three island owners were sitting on pins and needles, and each of them had a slightly sweaty forehead.

What does this mean?

Fortunately, Chen Hao didn't seem to have the idea of ​​taking action directly. In short, what Chen Hao showed was distrust of them.

In this, Evans felt like he was feeling uncomfortable. Chen Hao asked if there was any poison in his flesh, which was like pointing at his nose and saying that he was poisoning.

So Evans snatched the roast pork and ate it all bite by bit, proving that the meat is absolutely not poisonous.

As for whether Chen Hao believes it or not, he can only leave it to fate.

Chen Hao led the three island owners to find the cracks in the space.

About half an hour later, a roar began to come from a distance.

Chen Hao and the three island owners all became much more serious.

It was obvious that the fire was too much, and they finally attracted some things.

Chen Hao made a quick decision and made a mark on the ground, then retreated and fled with the three island owners.

After all, they don’t know this world and should be cautious in everything. More importantly, they cannot absorb star power here. Although Chen Hao has a certain amount of storage, they still don’t know how long they will stay here and cannot do meaningless waste.

Judging from the roaring sound, there are quite a lot of things rushing over this time.

Chen Hao and the three island masters had just rushed out of the burning white land, hiding on the tree canopy, and soon they saw eight-star god slaves running past their feet.

To Chen Hao's surprise, these eight-star god slaves actually came to put out the fire.

I saw the round mouthpieces on the tentacles of these eight-star god slaves spraying out rolling waves of water, pouring them on the deep sea and fire.

What made Chen Hao feel even more incredible was that the deep-sea earth fire was actually wrapped in the water and suspended in the air, like bubbles wrapped in flames. Slowly, the deep-sea earth fire was extinguished.

"Eye of the God of the Underworld, what is the name of the water these guys spit out?"

"I seem to have a little impression, but I can't remember it anymore. Wait for me to think about it."

"I understand, this should be bitter water. This thing can absorb temperature. It does not use water to extinguish the flame, but to remove the temperature of the flame, causing the flame to lose its ability to burn, and is the nemesis of the deep sea fire."

Chen Hao was a little surprised and asked, "What if this bitter water wraps people up?"

"People should be pulled away and their body temperatures are slowly frozen to death."

"If you can't get out of the bitter water, you'll almost die."

"How can we get out of the bitter water?"

After a moment of silence, the Eye of the Underworld said, "In fact, your holy sword can freeze the bitter water, so that you can break the bitter water. After all, the bitter water will draw away the temperature, and the cold air released by the holy sword has reached absolute zero."

Chen Hao felt some confidence when he heard this.

These eight-star god slaves quickly extinguished the prairie fire, and then they sang and danced together, as if they were performing some strange ritual.

They swung their long tentacles, and their mouths were filled with melodious pious booing.

It sounds particularly charming.

Just as Chen Hao was sinking into the singing, a figure suddenly rose up in the center surrounded by the eight-star god slaves. The figure looked ferocious, like a god and demon.

I heard him glaring at these eight-star god slaves singing and dancing.

The eight-star god slaves were extremely frightened by him and fell to the ground and shivered.

Then the god and demon, who were thirty or forty meters tall, let out a muffled groan, as if they were very dissatisfied with the fire just now. They slapped their hands violently, slapped dozens of eight-star god slaves to death like they killed a mosquito.

Then the gods and demons dissipated like phantoms.

The eight-star god slaves got up from the ground and began to eat the same corpses.

After eating all the same kind, the eight-star god slaves slowly scattered and retreated.

At this time, three bright moons were already hanging high in the sky.

After seeing this scene, the three island owners looked a little unnatural.

The living bodies in another world have completely different life patterns from the earth and even the demon race.

"What exactly is that god-like thing just now? It's powerful, even at our peak, we are far from his opponent." The Black-hearted Monk asked with lingering fear.

Evans and the saints from all directions naturally had no clue.

The three of them all looked at Chen Hao.

Then the three of them changed their expressions.

Chen Hao was sweating coldly at this moment, and the eyes flashed endlessly.

Because he vaguely understood something.

The Eye of the Underworld calls those eight-clawed tentacle monsters called the Eight-Star God Slaves, and it is obvious that those things are God's slaves.

More importantly, Chen Hao heard the sound of the gods and demons like ancient anthem.

Those gods who gave him the Qiankun Pan seemed to have such a voice.

The Eye of the God of the Underworld also claims to be the Eye of the God of the Underworld.

All of this seems to be opened.

That's God!

The phantom just now was a god!

Did they come to the divine realm?

"Eye of the God of the Underworld, tell me honestly, is this the God Realm?"

"No!" The Eye of the Underworld responded simply, simply, sure.

"Is that god and demon just now the same kind as you?"

"No!" The answer from the Eye of the Underworld was still simple, simply, sure.

"You are lying to me! I hope you don't break the trust between us." Chen Hao's voice became a little sharp.

"I didn't lie to you. If I returned to my hometown, it would definitely not be in my current state. I have said before. I just felt that this place was a little familiar. Maybe I just came here once and left without staying for a long time."

Chen Hao pondered silently. He could not tell whether the words of the Eye of the Underworld God were true or false. Even if the Eye of the Underworld God was telling the truth, his memory was incomplete and his reliability was greatly reduced.

If the Eye of the God of the Underworld is also a so-called god, Chen Hao never thought that he would be so close to the gods given to him.

In fact, Chen Hao vaguely didn't want to believe that the Eye of the God of the Underworld and the phantom I just saw were the god who was giving him the Qiankun Pan.

In Chen Hao's heart, those gods should be above everything else, and the Eye of the God of the Underworld and the God just now are too ordinary.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"

The saint from all directions asked carefully.

Chen Hao ended his conversation with the Eye of the Underworld.

"Nothing, I just thought of something that happened a long time ago."

The speaker has no intention and the listener has the intention.

The three island owners looked at each other quietly. A long time ago? How long did it take?

Is it 100 years or 200 years? Or is it longer?

The three island owners looked at Chen Hao's vicissitudes and believed in their hearts that Chen Hao was Taoist Baoguang.
Chapter completed!