The host of the reception was a burly man about two and a half meters tall. He looked at Hanba coldly, suddenly waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Kill her... No, capture her alive, I will teach her a lesson!"

Two hundred six-star venerables swarmed up and attacked Drought Demon crazily.

Hanbao's eyes flashed, and he smiled in an unusually charming manner: "Oh...you still want to capture my aunt alive? Hehe, how dare you do that?"

With his hands lightly swiping around, two hundred-meter-long bloody knives spurted out from Han Bao's delicate fingertips with a harsh whistle, instantly chopping open the two hundred six-star venerables like melons and vegetables.

Huge amounts of blood spurted out from the bodies of these superpowers, and the blood in the arena became several feet deeper.

There was a flash of blood, and a huge amount of blood formed a sky-high blood wave behind Drought Demon. The sticky blood wave rolled, and hundreds of thousands of twisted figures could be vaguely seen inside, struggling and roaring. All the guests present suddenly vomited at the same time,

Because they saw many faces of people they knew in it.

Han Bao's magic power was shocking. The blood waves that all the guests saw were different from others. What they saw were the figures of people they knew. Those twisted, ferocious faces and figures magnified the hearts of the guests present without limit.

The fear caused them to vomit, scream hysterically, and dance around wildly.

Waves of blood rolled out in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, all the guests present were killed or injured.

Hanbao walked up to the host of the reception who was so frightened that his face turned pale. He gently raised the big man's chin with his toes and asked with a smile: "Do you still want to capture me alive?"

The big man who was so frightened just now that he was covered in cold sweat and his face was blue suddenly smiled gloomily. He stretched out his huge palm and grabbed Hanba's calf, and roared: "When I catch you, I will definitely do it."

Do you ten thousand times! Hahaha, no more, no less, I’ll fuck you ten thousand times!”

An absurdly strong force came from the big man's hands. He casually picked up Hanba's light body and smashed it hard into the ground of the arena.

There was a loud noise, and the entire arena was shattered into pieces. Hanba was smashed into the ground nearly a hundred meters deep by the huge force. The huge arena seemed to have been bombarded by heavy shells for hundreds of rounds, and a huge cone was exposed in the distance.

There was a huge pit, and Hanba lay on the bottom of the pit with his arms and legs spread out, straightening his body inch by inch with a gloomy look on his face.

Four sharp golden-red fangs protruded from the Drought Demon's mouth. The two lower fangs only grew to about an inch long, while the upper two fangs gradually lengthened to about three inches.

Han Bao's bright eyes were also covered with a rich blood color, and her mellow and sweet voice became deep and hoarse like a beast roaring. Long sharp claws protruded from her fingertips, two feet long.

There was red corpse fire wrapped around her body, and countless blood gradually gathered around her, forming a rolling cloud of blood around her.

"Little guy, can't you tell... My aunt is a little bit hurt from your beating!" Hanba chuckled, squinting his eyes and slowly licking his lips, showing a sneer of joy at Liexin.

Such a strong man, with such surging blood, to be able to suck his blood must be a great boost of vitality! Can this man's cultivation be at the early stage of the Void Realm?

The big man looked at Hanba in surprise, and said in horror: "What kind of monster are you? How come...you don't have anything wrong with you?"

Hanba ignored this question, which seemed a bit stupid to her. Who is she, Hanba? The ancestor of all zombies in the world, and the characteristic of zombies is that their bodies are extremely strong. If it was Hanba’s own legal body, her powerful body

Even the Saint's body of Sanqing Saint is incomparable. It can be said that Hanba once had one of the most powerful bodies in the universe! Although she is a little down and out now, how can it be possible for a mere physical cultivator in the virtual realm?

Hurt her?

With a mocking laugh, Hanba suddenly flashed as fast as lightning and was in front of the big man in an instant.

With a grab and a click with her ten fingers, the two-foot-long sharp claws of Hanba were completely inserted into the big man's left and right ribs. She opened her big mouth, bit hard on the big man's carotid artery, and sucked up the big man's abundant penis.

Blood. A cheerful "snoring" sound came out of Hanba's throat, as joyful as a gourmet who had been hungry for more than ten years eating a bowl of hot beef ramen.

The big man roared in pain. He raised his thick arms and struck hard at Hanbao's head, neck, back and other places he could touch. The heavy blows made the ground beneath their feet continue to fall.

It broke into pieces, but no matter how hard he hit it, Han Bao always insisted that his body would not relax at all. His fist hit Han Bao's body, as if a hammer carved from wood was hitting a mountain made of alloy.

The finger bones were almost broken, but Hanba still didn't suffer any damage.

Seventeen strong men rushed from a distance, and they roared at the same time: "Monster, let go of our big brother!"

Hanba kindly threw away the big man's body that had been drained of all his energy by her, and burped comfortably. She spread her hands and smiled and said: "Auntie, I feel the most sorry for the younger generation...Tsk, tsk, you want me to let go.

Then let it go..."

Glancing greedily at the seventeen strong men in front of him, Hanzhao clapped his hands with a smile on his face and said, "Oh, another delicious food has been delivered to your door! Hehe!"

A fierce kick shattered the mummy that the big man had transformed into into pieces, and Hanbao's body suddenly brought up several afterimages in the air.

Hanba's combat experience is so rich that when she ran, she didn't even waste any energy or leak out any energy. Her speed has exceeded the limit that these seventeen big men's consciousness can lock.

But she hadn't brought up any sound of breaking the wind. As soon as the afterimage appeared, she rushed to another big man, inserted her hands into the big man's ribs like before, and bit her teeth hard on the big man's carotid artery, and she was happy again

sucking up the big man's blood.

The other sixteen big men were so frightened that their naked eyes did not catch the Hanbao's movements, and their spiritual consciousness did not detect how the Hanbao moved. They only knew that in the blink of an eye, one of their brothers had moved again.

Falling into the hands of this female devil, most of this brother's body shriveled up in just one breath.

'Kill!'! A crazy roar burst out from the mouths of the big men. They took out uniform sixteen-handled eight-edged purple gold hammers, held the long hammer handle with both hands, stirred up all the true energy, and used up all their strength.

The force blasted towards Hanba's body.

There was a loud noise, and sixteen heavy eight-edged purple gold hammers hit Hanbao at the same time.

With a miserable howl, the big man who was hugged tightly by Hanba was shaken to pieces by his brother's powerful force and died. However, Hanba shook his arms as if nothing had happened and nodded to these big men in an understatement: "Yes, Hands

It has millions of kilograms of strength! However, this is not enough! It’s just millions of kilograms of brute strength, but it is still far from the magical power of carrying mountains and rushing seas!"

For real immortals, Mosuo's sun and moon are as if they are playing, and their endless magical powers can turn all the stardust in the sky into toys. Compared with the millions of kilograms of strength in the hands of these big men and the powerful magical powers that Hanba was accustomed to in the past, it is really

It's nothing.

He struck out sixteen palms in an understatement, and all sixteen big men were palmed in the heart. The powerful palm force shattered their hearts and shattered their heart veins, and by the way, a stream of evil corpse energy was injected into their souls.

The gods were also blasted into pieces. Although Hanba only recovered to the level of cultivation in the virtual realm, the knowledge, experience, foundation and cultivation techniques of these big men are all very different. There is a huge gap between the two.

Who are her opponents among these big men?

The blood streaks from all sides rolled towards the middle, and sixteen more mummies, whose essence and blood had been sucked out, were piled haphazardly on the ground.

It only took three or five breaths, and all eighteen virtual realm practitioners were sucked clean by Hanba. Hanba burped comfortably and stretched hard.

On a small warship floating in the white clouds in the distance, Goro Man looked at Hanba's figure, his body trembling unconsciously. A crystal ball floated next to him, which showed the sixteen strong men just now joining forces.

How much damage can one blow cause to Hanbao? With such lethality, even a White Wing-class battleship was smashed with a big hole, but Hanbao didn't even hurt a single hair!

"It's... too terrible!" Goro Man sat down on the command seat, sweating heavily.

Nightmare Wu. Asura looked at Hanba's figure excitedly, and said with a beaming smile: "Such a powerful force? I originally doubted their origin, but now it seems that they may be subordinates of that old man Mu Taoist. This

Women, well...if you can dedicate it to...this will be a great achievement!"

Goro Man howled hysterically: "Don't think about capturing her alive, trapping her, or killing her, otherwise... we will all be in big trouble!"

Nightmare Asura glanced at Goluo Man coldly, and gently pressed her fingers on the vital points of Goluo Man's lower body. She said softly: "It's you who will be in big trouble, it can't be my trouble.

.”

After sensing that Goluo Man once again had an erection without any control over it, Nightmare Asura shook his head gently: "Hurry up and practice the skills I taught you, otherwise, you won't even be able to pamper me for three days.

If not, you will love yourself to death just because you love me!"

She smiled coquettishly, but her eyes were still cold and emotionless. Asura turned her body lightly, and she suddenly shouted: "The Formation of the Trapped Gods in the Ten Directions Hell, activate!"

The low whistle accompanied by invisible fluctuations spread far away, and Hanba, who was standing on the ruins of the arena and laughed sweetly, also sensed the strange fluctuations.

Just when he was about to discern where this fluctuation came from, suddenly a dark wind blew up from the plains, and ten strands of black energy fell from the sky, quickly trapping the entire palace complex.

Hundreds of white-bone gods and demons with a height of 100 feet appeared from the black air. They sat cross-legged around Hanba, and the treasure prime minister solemnly recited the Buddhist scripture "Diamond Sutra" for conquering demons.

Han Bao was stunned for a moment when suddenly the earth collapsed around her. Her feet went weak and she was already trapped in a dark void.

A completely black body, a strange demon god with three heads and six arms was suspended in the void. He tightly grasped the Drought Demon with both hands, and countless strange runes quickly attached to the Drought Demon's skin.
Chapter completed!