The seriously injured body was shaking in the dark and cold forest. It was a white-haired woman.

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and the white-haired woman knelt heavily on the ground with her knees. The clothes on her chest were slashed by the crescent moon sickle just now, revealing a large snow-white landscape.

But she didn't care about this because she knew that the pervert had come and noticed that she was pretending to die.

"Vivi, where are you...?"

The perverted voice sounded nearby and got closer and closer.

It's chasing you.

"It seems that Mr. Weiwei's wife seems to be injured and has shed a lot of blood. It must be very painful, right?"

The man with crescent sickle noticed the blood stains under his feet. In the direction of the blood stains, his eyes stayed deep in the grass in front of him.

"You have to hide well, the game has just begun."

The crescent moon sickle took off his shoulder and slashed forward.

"Swoosh!"

The grass was cut off in an instant, and the grass clippings flew away and exposed the face of the white-haired woman covering her face.

"Finally found!"

The man stepped out of his front foot and grabbed the crescent sickle.

...

Luo Feng's five senses spread, but he found that he was not as outstanding as before.

Because of the interference of the golden soul energy in this world, and the reason why he could not develop the golden soul path well, Wu felt a lot of interference.

If he was in his own world, his facial features could easily search any corner of the universe.

This also made Luo Feng feel some gap. His powerful abilities were limited here, and he also understood why the ancestor Qi Emperor reached the limit of human beings and could not become a top existence in this high-latitude world.

A large area of ​​blood overflowed in an open space, and the white organs on the ground were soaked in sewage, making them strange and fishy.

"Are you late?"

In the open space there, a white-haired woman with unconscious eyes lying in the mud and water, her lower abdomen was digging a huge hole with sharp weapons.

Those organs are hers.

Luo Feng came to the white-haired woman and found that she still had a trace of her breath, but she was about to consume it.

Luo Feng covered his nose and helped him up with one hand.

"It's a pity that our world is different. My abilities are limited and I can't save you."

In the dimensions of the two worlds, Luo Feng obviously wanted to save the white-haired woman.

Suddenly, the white-haired woman grabbed Luo Feng's wrist with cold hands tightly, and her pale lips spoke language that Luo Feng couldn't understand.

Her eyes were filled with fear, as if she wanted to tell Luo Feng an extremely important message.

Luo Feng shook his head and spoke his own language.

"I don't know what you said. Why don't you write it out by hand? Then I'll find someone to translate it?" Luo Feng pointed to the ground.

The white-haired woman nodded. She was very smart. She understood what Luo Feng meant and wrote two words on the soft muddy ground.

Then she completely lost her anger and closed her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Luo Feng sighed helplessly, feeling the golden soul path in the white-haired woman's body began to dim.

"It's a pity, but don't waste it. You can use it for me while it's hot."

As he said that, Luo Feng grabbed the white-haired woman's proud curve.

Suddenly, the golden light exploded, and Luo Feng began to use the characteristics of the emperor's blood to directly and forcibly strip away the complex and powerful golden soul path of the white-haired woman.

Soon the white-haired woman's golden soul path was absorbed by Luo Feng. Luo Feng felt the incomplete part of his body, and seemed to have been greatly repaired as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Absorbing such a high-level golden soul path is almost twice the result with half the effort, but it's a pity that such a beautiful beauty died like this. Don't worry, I will avenge you when I have the chance."

Luo Feng stood up and planned to bury the white-haired woman on the spot.

Suddenly, Luo Feng's facial features became gloomy and a leaf fell on his shoulder, like a kiss from the god of death.

Luo Feng turned his head with his hands in his pockets, only to see the black shadow squatting on the treetops watching all this, showing a strange smile.

It's the crescent scythe man.

"Look at whom I've been waiting for. I thought it would be someone from the Golden Pattern Clan, but it was you."

The man with crescent sickle jumped off the treetops, carried the blood-stained sickle and walked step by step, talking to himself.

"I underestimated you just now. You despicable guy, what have you done to the noble golden-patterned family Vivi's body?"

Of course, Luo Feng didn't understand, so he just smiled and tilted his head to look at the other person. It was not until the other person was one meter away from him that Luo Feng pointed to the words left by the white-haired woman on the ground.

"Are you asking me what she wrote?"

Luo Feng nodded.

"You can't understand even if I said it. Which country are you a Golden Soul Road Warrior?"

The crescent moon sickle man found that Luo Feng was not even a golden little soul master, but just now he witnessed the other party absorbing the golden soul path of the genius of the golden pattern family.

This is so weird.

"In theory, the little Golden Soul Road Master does not have the talent to develop the Golden Soul Road, so you are not normal."

Luo Feng couldn't understand, he just laughed.

"But it doesn't matter. Although you haven't caught a big fish, you are worth studying."

"Hehehe..." The strange laughter broke out as the corners of the man's mouth of the crescent scythe opened, and suddenly a cold light flashed. The crescent scythe exploded. The rain curtain fell on Luo Feng's neck, and it slashed obliquely.

Come on, the method is to cut off Luo Feng's head.

But... he didn't know what his dangerous move meant.

He was laughing, and Luo Feng was laughing too.

The so-called Golden Soul Road Emperor Master in Luo Feng's world warrior is not even qualified to let him take a look at it.

The power of the Eternal Realm cannot be used, but the perverted physical skills of Emperor Blood are still there, and even swordsmanship... mental power...

The twisted crescent scythe stayed at Luo Feng's neck and was forcibly controlled by the mental power.

Luo Feng was still laughing, but the man with crescent scythe was stunned.

He was caught by an invisible force and his body could not move at all.

What made him feel the most creepy was that he could not shake the soul power in his body.

Luo Feng was still laughing, that was a provocation. He used him as a powerful man in the Eternal Realm of the universe in the world to face the provocation of the Emperor Master of the Golden Soul Road at a strange high latitude.

"You are looking for death!" The crescent scythe man was successfully angered.

With two levels of reversal of status and identity, Luo Feng is the leader of this game, and he is the prey.

He gave up his weapon and his body was as lightning as lightning. He only saw the crescent moon sickle man stepping straight into Luo Feng's meter range and grabbed Luo Feng's neck with one hand.

Luo Feng glanced at the corner of his mouth, and the hot blood exploded like flowers.

Beautiful and weird.

The man with crescent scythe's arm was crushed by the mental power.

"suck!"

The man with crescent moon sickle shrank his eyes, took a breath of cold air, and raised his foot and was unwilling to hit Luo Feng's temple like thunder.

"Bang!"

The storm roared away on the side of Luofeng, cutting off a large area of ​​forest...

But Luo Feng's head was not even crooked, and he even forced himself to face the attack.

But the man with crescent scythes had his entire foot broken.

"Monster!" The man with crescent scythe quickly retreated with one leg. The severe pain and fear of death made him start to breathe heavily.

On the other hand, the monster in his mouth just wiped the mud on his cheeks and was still looking at him curiously.

At this moment, the golden soul path of the crescent moon sickle flashed slightly.

A cold voice rang in his head.

"What's going on over there? I've detected that you've been seriously injured."

"Don't be so quarrel, I might be dying here," the death fell, but the man with crescent sickle was laughing, approaching a ferocious smile.

"What do you mean?"

"I encountered a monster here."

"monster?"

"A person, but he doesn't look like a human monster everywhere."

The other party was obviously stunned and immediately said, "I'll ask people nearby to support you right away."

"When you support me, my body will be smelly long ago. Let's disconnect here. If I don't contact you later, it means I have sacrificed and I will give back to the last important message."

"You said," the other party was silent for a long time and answered after accepting the ending of the tragedy.
Chapter completed!