"When I return to the clan this time, I must ask the elders of the clan for instructions, include Xu Mo in the soldiers, and build a mound for him in the mound. Even if he can't return to the tribe alive, let him be buried in the mound after death and enjoy the fireworks. Guan Xiaoyu's expression at this time was a little dignified, no matter how much he didn't like Xu Mo before, but Xu Mo at this moment was worthy of respect.

The stone spear in his hand was clenched, and a kind of unwillingness appeared on Qi Jun's face, "On the road of corpse soldiers, surrounded by thousands of corpse soldiers, we are not afraid, at this time, because I have always been a Xuanwu beast, but I left my brothers in the clan, what is this." "When he speaks, his blood is surging, like a small volcano that can erupt at any moment.

Qiao Yang grinned and said, "It's an honor to fight with such a person, even if it's to die together." "He is honest, he doesn't say too many pretty things, and although the words he says are rough, everyone understands the meaning. It's just that it still makes people roll their eyes a few times.

Guan Xiaoyu didn't speak, at this time he had already recovered, the original chaotic, somewhat sluggish spirit has been relieved a little, for him, going back, may be the best way to solve the fear of the Xuanwu beast in the depths of his spiritual will, if he can't get out, then his lifelong cultivation will stay in the realm of Daoji Mirror Small Perfection, it is obvious that this is not what she wants.

Dozens of miles away.

Xu Mo ran in the Netherworld, his speed began to slowly increase, and his body was like a cheetah, agile and fast.

Although the Xuanwu beast behind him is a brute beast clan, his IQ is no different from that of ordinary people, and at this time, looking at the human in front of him suddenly speeding up, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

It didn't quite understand why a human, who seemed to be the weakest, would suddenly pick up speed, but if he got away, it would prove that it would get nothing out of it this time, which it could not tolerate.

However, at this moment, Xu Mo, who was originally galloping, suddenly stopped, pulled out the fine iron spear he was carrying behind his back in the fastest posture, and the words in his body were decided, and a killing aura flowed out of his body, and a strong killing intent formed a battlefield illusion like purgatory on earth behind him.

The whole person's body was full of qi and blood, and it began to boil little by little, like boiling water, up and down the body, the whole body was soaked in the intention of killing, and an old qi began to be revealed. It's like returning to the bleak scene of ancient times, and everywhere is filled with blood and killing.

Killing momentum.

There has never been a moment when the killing momentum of this soldier word duel has just appeared, and there has never been a moment when the killing momentum can be so clear in the mind, as if the essence of the killing intention is directly directed to the spiritual will, every inch of muscles and bones, is exerting force, every trace of qi and blood is boiling, and even the statue of the soldier master Chiyou in the depths of the spiritual will has begun to appear a regular rhythm.

Xu Mo's spear swept across, powerful and powerful, and even the air was waving in this blow, producing a whining wind roar. The three-foot-long blood-red spear spits out from the tip of the spear, like a divine dragon with a huge mouth open.

Impatience flashed in his eyes, and at the moment Xu Mo made a move, the depths of the Xuanwu Beast's spirit suddenly tightened, as if it felt locked by something. A spiritual coercion from the depths of the bloodline gave it a kind of oppression that would only arise when it saw the strong people in the clan.

This kind is not very strong, but it can reach the depths of the spiritual will, and it is difficult to remove it like a maggot attached to the bones, like a big mountain, pressing his spirit.

"Bang. ”

Xu Mo's shot was extremely fast, the body of the spear fell, and before the Xuanwu giant beast could react, a spear wrapped in the momentum of killing came in an instant.

The basalt beast was smashed away by a single shot, and the thousand-year-old trees were smashed by the waist, like a dilapidated leather ball, instantly kicked away by the huge force, and the basalt beast flipped over and slid on the ground for a hundred meters before it could stop.

The tortoise shell was in close contact with the ground, and the original dark green tortoise shell turned earthy yellow in an instant. Although Xu Mo's spear was powerful, and he also caught the Xuanwu Beast's momentary stunned, but after all, the gap was too big, and such a powerful shot only left a long white mark on the Xuanwu Beast's turtle shell, and even its defense could not be broken.

"Roar. ”

A dragon groan sounded from the mouth of the Xuanwu beast, and the huge body slowly rose up, and the churning movement made the ground tremble, and the small stones on the ground also rose and fell slightly because of his movement.

The huge snake tail stirred in the air, although it had not been broken through the defense of the tortoise shell by the other party, but as a royal brute beast, after all, it had a dignity higher than that of ordinary brute beasts, and it was like a broken ball smashed open by the human race with one shot, which was simply a huge shame for it.

The huge shame made him no longer intend to hide his cultivation, and a powerful aura erupted from his huge body, and a long blue-green light surrounded the epidermis of his body, like a layer of invisible forehead armor, and the head of the snake at the tail was even more manic and swallowed the ghostly light.

Xu Mo's expression was a little solemn, and when he saw the layer of blue-green light on the surface of the Xuanwu Beast's body, he seemed to have thought of something.

"It's so hard that this is what Qin'er said before, a transcendent power, and only a few brute beasts can have this kind of power. ”

After displaying the turtle power, the strength of the Xuanwu Beast has approached the limit of ordinary high-level brute beasts, which means that as long as one step is taken, then it can reach the level of a cultivator of the mortal realm of the human race, and attract the qi and blood of the whole body to refine the brute bones.

The spiritual will is highly concentrated, this is the strongest enemy Xu Mo has encountered when he came to this world, and with a full blow, it is only possible to leave a white mark on his body. Not even a single point of its defenses could be broken.

Xu Mo's body was full of qi and blood, and the killing momentum was slowly condensing behind him again, but the momentum at this time was far more condensed than the last time, and there was a vaguely detached situation, the blood-red world, countless soldiers were fighting, and the killing power was surging on the blood-stained battlefield.

With a flash of light in his eyes, the two guns in Xu Mo's hands turned into a semicircle, slightly downward, and lifted them suddenly, and the long-hating spear was like a flood erupting, instantly filling all the spaces within three zhang.

Ever since he comprehended the first form of the Long Hate Gun Intent, he didn't shoot much, and this time he used it again, and the power was actually stronger than the last time when he was fighting with corpse soldiers.

The fine iron spear was wrapped in invisible gun intent, and the blood-red spear light swallowed on the tip of the spear. Like a swimming dragon.

The spear of hatred was intended to kill, locking onto the Xuanwu beast for a moment, and then the spear shook, like a ray of light, colliding with the snake-shaped giant tail that it had drawn.