"Poof!"

When the milky white aura completely swallowed the bat, a body that had begun to stiffen reappeared, falling from the sky, spurting blood like red mist along the way.

Seeing this scene, Chen Fei opened his mouth slightly and exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest, and his gaze slowly shot towards a vague mountain peak beyond the Great Rift Valley in the distance. Because there, that's what he's really aiming for...... There are quite a few people waiting for him over there.

And just after Chen Fei's figure flashed in the next moment, and the whole person left the Great Rift Valley at a rapid speed, behind a boulder entwined with thick dark green moss not far away, an old man with a cane slowly appeared, his eyes filled with a heavy look of surprise.

Obviously, this old man with a cane is none other than Yama, who has been here for a long time in advance, Uncle Chen Fei Yan.

"This kid ......" You must know that he knows very well that Chen Fei has definitely just stepped into the realm of the early stage of innate not long ago, but now, even an old bat at the duke-level has been slaughtered by him so easily, how can he not be surprised or shocked.

"No wonder he had the confidence to come here alone...... But this speed of progress is too terrifying, isn't it?" Rao is an old guy like Yama couldn't help but be a little speechless at the moment, a little unbelievable.

After all, this terrifying rate of progress is no joke. It's even complete to say that he's never seen it in his life, unless... It's the people who came out of that kind of place.

But can Chen Fei be the same as them?

You must know that those people have grown up in the holy land in the eyes of people in their martial arts!

However, he was not the only one who was so shaken at this time, because after the fall of the white-skinned and curly-haired vampire old man, at the end of a dimly lit passage buried in the ground in the vague mountain far away from the Great Rift Valley, an old man dressed in a costume embroidered with strange magic runes suddenly opened his old eyes, full of shock and disbelief.

"How did the aura of magic disappear from his body, damn it, what happened?"

While muttering like this, his eyes filled with disbelief, the old man in the magic robe suddenly got up, threw the secretary in his hand aside, and muttered to himself: "Damn, it's really gone......?"

But now, the magic runes on the old bat's body have actually disappeared, and what this means is self-evident.

"Damn it!"

The figure of the old man in the magic robe suddenly flashed at the thought of this, and then the whole person left his study in a hurry.

At the same time, there was a dark palace at the end of the passage, and some people were hurrying around it, because some of them had already discovered that they had set up a training base for reserve killers in the Great Rift Valley in the Alps, and the people there were no longer contactable.

And judging from the images transmitted by satellite cameras, it seems that ...... Looks like someone is killing people there!?

"Master Magician!" And at this moment, the man in the magic robe walked into the palace with a frown, and suddenly all the people in the palace who were in a hurry stopped and looked respectful, and put his hand on his chest and said.

Because the old man in the magic robe was none other than one of their four trump cards of Crimson Fang, the S-level wind powerhouse codenamed Master Magician-Amotig.

But of course, they didn't dare to call the adult by his first name, so in general, they were called by code names.

"What's going on, what's going on. ”

And seeing the slightly messy scene in the palace, the Almotig in the magic robe frowned even more, and couldn't help but ask coldly.

"Master Magician, the satellite has captured the image of the Great Rift Valley training base, it seems that someone is making trouble over there......" and hearing Amotig's question, in the crowd, an old guy with a meaty face walked forward quickly, and said in a strange way.

"Somebody's messing around over there? Where's the picture, where is the picture, show me. Hearing this, Amotig's heart suddenly chuckled, and then the gloomy color on his face became deeper and deeper, and he reached out to ask for the photo images transmitted by the satellite.

"Yes!"

Immediately, someone stepped forward and handed him an image transmitted by satellite.

"Smack!"

However, Amotig, who was wearing a magic robe, just glanced at the photo, and immediately shook his hand with a somewhat gloomy and angry face, threw out the photo in his hand, and a creepy storm gradually rippled in his body. Because the image on that photo is the scene of Chen Fei's murder.

"Honorable Magician, the dare of someone to come to our Crimson Fang Base Camp to make trouble, this is simply too disrespectful to us, this is a provocation, a complete provocation. ”

"Yes, respected magician, we must not swallow this provocation, we must wash it with the blood of that person!"

......

Suddenly, there were fierce cold words in the palace.

You must know that they are the kings of the Italian killer world, the king cobra of the dark world...... It has always been only their crimson fangs that kill people, when will it be someone's turn to dare to come to their base camp to make trouble? This is a complete shame, a humiliation, and absolutely unacceptable.

"Alright, shut up!" But at this moment, Amotig suddenly scolded, and the violent sound suddenly startled everyone in the palace, and they looked at him in horror, not understanding why the adults were suddenly so angry.

"...... Pirlon"

And in the next moment, Almotig's deep, old eyes had swept coldly to everyone's faces again, and finally his eyes pointed directly at a black object in the far corner, looking at its strange eyes and slowly said, "Where is your grandfather?

"Your Excellency the Wizard, my grandfather has been studying an ancient dark magic in the clan lately. So...... He's not inside the base right now. The black object revealed a pair of cold, godless eyes, and said respectfully.

"Damn. Hearing this, Almotig scolded in a low voice in anger. And this scene also made everyone present even more confused.

"Ahem...... Ah, Amotig, what's going on?cough, cough......" But at this moment, an old voice coughing as if it was about to die came from the deepest part of the dark palace, causing everyone present to look awe-inspired, and their faces suddenly became respectful.

"Your Excellency!"

I saw that everyone present solemnly put their hands on their chests, lowered their eyes, and their bodies were in the direction of the deepest part of the palace, and said respectfully. Even Almotig restrained the gloom on his face and bowed slightly in that direction.

And in this Crimson Fang, there is no one else who is eligible for such grand treatment! That is known as the legend of the killer world, the first killer king of Scarlet Fang, Blade Czech.

Unexpectedly, the movement in this palace even his family was alarmed? Suddenly, many people became panicked, in awe and fear.

After all, in the eyes of these people, that adult seems to be no different from death. Able to draw an equal sign.

"Your Excellency the Czech, Blade, something seems to have gone wrong. ”

However, at this moment, the Amotig wearing the magic cannon had already spoken, and said in a gloomy voice: "You should remember, right? I have left magic marks on your body, but now, the magic mark on the old bat has disappeared, and there seems to be some movement on the side of the Great Rift Valley...... It's an oriental face. ”

"Magic sigil?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and the street was a little dazed, not understanding what the so-called disappearance of the magic mark meant in the mouth of the respected magician.

However, there are also a small number of people whose faces changed when they heard this, because they themselves are supernatural beings and magicians, so of course they know very well what it means that the magic imprint left on others suddenly disappears.

It means that there is a good chance that the person is dead, and the old bat in the mouth of the respected magician is ......

Hiss!

Isn't that !!

"Dead?"

And in the next moment, the old voice that was coughing in the depths of the palace and was about to die asked what he wanted to say without the slightest scruples. However, in the next moment, his voice trembled again, and he said, "...... Ahem, in that case, you, you should take someone to see it first. I'm still in the pool of blood, and I can't get out right away...... But I'll come there myself later. Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, because they were the strongest killer king with Crimson Fangs, the most terrifying god of death...... Is he going out of the mountain?

"Alright then, honorable Czechman Blade. Maybe I don't need you to do it yourself, I'll let him know what it is to anger the Grim Reaper's despair and suffocation. Our crimson fangs are not so easy to provoke. Hearing this, Almotig seemed to have confidence in his heart, and his expression suddenly became gloomy, and he smiled cruelly.

"Enzov, take someone out with me. Then he set off.

"Yes!"

The meaty-faced old guy who had walked to him quickly raised his head and shouted, and then immediately organized most of the members of the Crimson Fang in the palace together, and followed Almotig out of the buried passage.

At the same time, Chen Fei had gradually approached the mountain that had been blurred in his vision. Immediately after, his figure suddenly stopped, raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile and a cold color were revealed.

For he had vaguely felt that on that peak, there were quite a few people coming down in his direction.