The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Chapter 290: 290 A World Like Hell

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"Just now they came in and out of the white mist several times, did they find some secret formula?"

"There is no secret method. After they entered the white mist, they did not have any spiritual power fluctuations. This is clearly a sign that they have been absorbed by the white mist."

"Hmph, these idiots must be thinking that if their cultivation is advanced, they will be able to survive the white mist. Since that's the case, we just need to wait here to reap the benefits of fishing."

"But those people's cultivation base is so high, and their methods are so ruthless, what if..."

"What's the matter? No matter how high the cultivation base is, it's no ordinary person without spiritual power. The more treasures they have, the greater the benefits we can get."

"Hmph, if you dare to fight against our Murong family, then I will let that brat wearing a mask know what will happen if you offend my Murong family!"

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In the misty white mist, there is a bone-chilling chill.

With no spiritual power, no cultivation base, physical strength and health are lost a little bit, this is a world like hell.

However, what is more terrifying than the gradual death is the sudden killing hidden in the invisible fog.

"Ah! Spare me! I beg you to spare me, I can give you all my magic weapons!"

Shrill screams and prayers resounded over and over again in the dense fog.

But what responded to them was the rough and excited laughter of the men: "Forgive you, it's just two more magic weapons, but if you kill you, the magic weapons and the women are both ours. Tell me, if it was you, how would you choose?" ?”

Those seven or eight men were stout and tall, with black scarves covering their faces. The leading man looked at the young girl in the crowd with a pair of hanging eyes, emitting a lewd, evil and greedy light.

"We are disciples of the Qingxia Sect of Tiangang Kingdom. If you dare to attack us, our sect will never let you go!"

The masked man laughed loudly and said: "Qingxia Sect will not let us go, it depends on whether you can escape from here!"

"As long as you all die here silently, no one will notice your existence when your body turns into bones."

The faces of the five warriors who were surrounded all showed expressions of horror and despair.

In this white mist, all the warriors' spiritual power disappeared, and their frail bodies and ordinary people were even more vulnerable.

And these vulgar men in front of them, who are usually outside the early stage of congealing pulse, are not worthy to lift shoes for their Qingxiamen warriors, but now, they have become butchers who besiege and kill them.

The leading masked man laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "Brothers, give it to me, except for that pretty girl, let me smash their heads with a sledgehammer."

As soon as the words fell, several people rushed forward with strange screams.

No one has a huge weapon in their hands, some are giant hammers, some are big knives, and even giant axes weighing hundreds of catties.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these weapons, which are heavy and cannot be lifted at all, are swayed like toys in their hands.

In a short time, the four young warriors were hit to the body one by one, and fell to the ground screaming.

The scariest thing was that one was split from head to toe by a huge axe, and blood flowed all over the internal organs. The scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

The only remaining girl screamed, her voice full of fear and despair.

The leader, the masked Khan, stepped forward, pulled her up, laughed loudly and said, "Brothers, do you see that such a thin-skinned and tender girl is still at the late stage of congealing pulse, and she is still in the big sect?" Elite children, have you ever tasted such a delicacy before?"