The little demon next to Jungel nodded and said, "Head, I think that burly boy has a better chance of winning."

Jungel asked with a "oh": "Why?"

"Because this kid is using his physical strength so far. Except for the giant wolf at the beginning, this giant wolf seems to be a fist mark, not a true energy."

Jungel did not answer and gave a thumbs up at the little devil!

"when."

"When" the sound of big swords slashing each other resounded over the sea, but when it was the third sword, the sound was already very weak. When it was the fifth sword, it seemed to touch it slightly.

Huang San looked at Hu Yi with a big breath, and Hu Yi was even more unbearable. The wet white clothes seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making his legs tremble constantly.

Both of them stopped at the same time and looked at each other.

At this time, Zhungeer suddenly said: "If you can't fight, even if you draw, you'll throw it into the sea."

Hu Yi showed a bleak smile on his face.

Huang San suddenly shouted loudly: "The True Art of Liuhe Purple Thunder." The light purple color that had been wrapped around Huang San for a long time suddenly turned into a ray of lightning and aimed steadily at Hu Yi.

Hu Yi's body, which had no strength at all, was even more unable to move, and was nailed to the spot by this purple thunder.

There was a loud "boom".

This purple thunder seemed to have been enduring for a long time, passed through countless spaces and slammed down on Hu Yi's head. Suddenly, Hu Yi looked at Huang San with dull eyes, and blood surged in his mouth.

Huang San would not miss this opportunity, so he had already inserted a big knife into Hu Yi's abdomen.

The blood flowed faster in Hu Yi's originally opened mouth.

Huang San gathered all his strength and thrust Hu Yi on his left cheek with a "bang", and said weakly: "It's numb, whoever twitches who you say?"

Hu Yi seemed to be looking back, but he smiled self-deprecatingly and murmured: "I haven't eaten yet, otherwise I will definitely break your stomach."

"I'm still so irritating, right?" Huang San suddenly pressed the big knife down, and Hu Yi was cut into two pieces in an instant.

Junggar laughed at this situation. The little demon of life led Huang Sanjia to his body and exclaimed: "Your perseverance and physical fitness are the best choices. I am worthy of spending two thousand low-grade spirit stones to buy you back."

Huang San didn't want to speak because he really didn't have the strength. Zhungeer seemed to have seen such a scene, but he was not surprised. He waved his right hand and said satisfied: "Put on the legs of lamb."

After a while of voracious swallowing, Huang San suddenly stopped and asked curiously: "Sir, are you afraid that we will run away after we are full?"

Junggar smiled and said, "We will arrive in Beijuluzhou in one day and a half in the sea journey. So, you can't run away now, because in this range, the deification realm can leap over the sea and capture you back at any time."

Huang San suddenly asked again: "Aren't you all the demon clan, why do you still have to pay the spirit stone to the fifth lord?"

Jungel smiled and said, "The Fifth Lord is not good. He will catch you so dangerously, just because Lord Satan wants to cultivate many powerful men with flesh."

"No matter which force or individual is cultivated, as long as he is satisfied with it, he will have one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, which is quite a hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, which is a considerable wealth."

Huang San was silent in his heart. This situation seemed to be good. He thought that going to Beijuluzhou would be life and death, and he would be a cow and a horse. So that's it.

Junggar said with a "huh": "Are you full?"

"Oh, no!" Huang San picked up the fat lamb legs and continued to eat them desperately.

In the cabin full of stench, Huang San walked to Hu San and Hu Qi, looking at the two people who had been hungry for several days and were dying, and couldn't help feeling melancholy.

Hu San and Hu Qi, whose originally young face was filled with dust, suddenly stretched out their fingers and stirred them in their throat.

With a light "nause" sound, a few pieces of fat mutton fell from Huang San's mouth. Huang San hurriedly stuffed them into their mouths. The two of them, who were originally hungry, had never chewed them, and they swallowed them directly. After a while, a trace of rosy suddenly appeared on their gray face.

Huang San whispered slightly with peace of mind: "The future still has hope of survival, persevere."

After Huang San finished speaking, he immediately walked away. This behavior of delivering food was discovered on the boat, which was a killing existence without mercy.

"Beijuluzhou has gusts of cold winds all year round, making it difficult for creatures to grow, the air is turbid, and volcanoes are everywhere, so it is not suitable for human habitation.

But it is not that there is no one inhabited at all. Therefore, our great demon Lord Satan wants to cultivate a army of humans who can perform various tasks in Beijuluzhou, Naga, and you are this constructive lucky man."

On the ragged boat, Junggar looked at the forty or fifty people sitting on the deck, and introduced enthusiastically.

Looking at the group of lucky people who were dead, Junggar didn't mind their numb and uninterested expressions, and continued to introduce: "Beijuluzhou is in the north of Mount Sumeru."

"So, there is a character called Bei, the entire Beijuluzhou, which is in the shape of a barb. Our great demon Lord Satan occupied the best position of this big hook.

It is the thickest part of this big hook, and the annoying Yasha people deployed at the turn of the hook, and the Shura tribes are all at the point of the hook."

"But Shura and the others' land is not thin and sharp hook tips, but it is still very thick and vast. Of course, the Shura and Yaksha tribes are closely connected, and between our demon lord's land and them, there is another strait called Matou Strait, which separates the two."

"As for why it is called the Horsehead Strait, because the territory of the Demon Lord goes north and south, it looks like a horse with limbs facing the West."

"Of course, if you want to talk about the strait, it is still the hook tip. The Yangluo Strait, which is under the jurisdiction of the Shura tribe, is relatively large. This strait directly divides the Shura's jurisdiction into two, goes north and south, and turns to a "small"-shaped Qifochang Islands on the right."

"But if you want to talk about the archipelago, there are still many small islands next to the Demon Lord Continent. There are four very large archipelagos on the right side of the Demon Lord's horse's head. We call it the Maraver North Islands. The horse's butt looks like a horse's tail. There are nine islands of all sizes, and we call it the Maraver South Islands."

"What I want to make this point is that the largest island in the north and south islands of Malavo was occupied by the Shura tribe and used as a fortress to fight against the Demon Lord. So, you must be careful. If you run around, not only the demon tribe will kill you, but the Shura tribe may also kill you."

Junggar said a lot of passionately, then took a sip of water and looked at the fifty people on the deck and said, "I told you so much to tell you that you are about to go there, the third island of the Maravernan Islands, so if you want to escape, I will not care about you."

"Because, you may starve to death on the way to escape, and I think you are not unfamiliar with starving!" Junggar looked at the group of fifty people with pale faces and thin skin, and laughed happily.

Huang San looked at Junggar and secretly laughed: "It would be strange if you don't care!"

"Boom" sounded, as if this dilapidated merchant ship had finally arrived. Island No. 3 of the Maravernan Islands. Jungel said excitedly: "Come on, **, get off the ship, little demons. Take them naked for me, leaving only one pair of shorts."

"Why should we strip us naked?" A weak voice suddenly rang out.

Junggar looked at the voice, and the lonely Naga warrior didn't say anything and slashed it with a knife.

The remaining forty-nine people were suddenly silent one after another, and were stripped naked by the little demon, got off the broken boat, stepped on the mud by the sea, walking barefoot, and was pitch black, knowing that it seemed to hurt the ground.

Huang San looked at the soles of his feet, which had already burned a big bubble, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Ma De!"

A simple house surrounded by thick branches, without roofs or walls. The only difference between inside and outside the room is that there are beds or chairs paved with tiny branches. The others are exactly the same.

Around the outside, there were high cliffs, and above the cliffs, there were little demons guarding. The little demons holding a few three-headed hellhounds in their hands, staring at the people in the basin, as if they were looking at the animals raised.

The pain from Huang San's feet made Huang San frown, and he sat on the branch and started to investigate regardless of the situation.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "You can use tiny branches to poke it through, and the water inside will flow out, and it will be fine for one night!"
Chapter completed!