In the hilly area of the western region of the world of gods, there are rivers of blood and piled up debris and flesh. In this hellish place, there are three men standing. They are powerful, terrifying and awed by all beasts.

Man-made wealth died, birds died for food, three men became the ultimate owner of this chaotic rock mine, but their faces were gloomy, and they were not happy in imagination!

"What the fuck, man?" Just then, Rixiang Mitsui could not help cursing.

"I don't know?" Wang Yangjian is very wrongful and ignorant.

"It's impossible. I've blocked this place so far, and under our powerful lock-in, it's impossible for...