With a broken arm and flying flesh, the left half of my brother's body has been completely destroyed.

He was left with a stump on the other side, lying half-dead on the ground.

The voice muttered in his mouth, as if trying his best to say something:

"Leave it alone...... I"

"Quick...... Go, I've ......"

But before he could finish speaking, the huge crimson tentacles were about to reach out cruelly.

The half of the body just now has been stuffed into its mouth.

"Giggles!"

The clear sound of bones colliding is exactly what it swallows.

And although the senior brother who fell to the ground was extremely angry, he couldn't rise up to resist at all, because this eight-legged kraken was too big!

He couldn't figure out how there could be such a big eight-legged kraken, so big that he couldn't even see his whole picture.

Once on the shore, under the watchful eyes of countless division commanders, he alone did not know how many eight-legged krakens he had killed. But those eight-legged kraken, no matter how big they are, are only as big as a lion statue!

Why is this eight-legged kraken as huge as a mountain, killing the enemy while completely crushing the enemy's fighting spirit?

It's so huge, how can you fight it?

"Run, Run, Run......"

A few minutes ago, the senior brother who was still in high spirits now said in his dying breath.

Surrounded by huge crimson tentacles, he had already endured the overwhelming power of Mount Tai!

"Giggles!"

The eight-legged kraken, who couldn't see the whole picture, laughed and cruelly dragged his senior brother into the unfathomable abyss!

In that pitch-black abyss, a strong smell of blood immediately gushed out!

It was this last smell of blood that completely shattered the psychological bottom line of the junior sister. made her completely give up the option of escape, and instead froze in place.

"Goh!goh!"

The strange and cruel monstrous tone seemed to say:

'Aren't you going to run away?'

'Hahaha'

Although the language of the Kraken is not the same as that of humans, fear and wanton emotions can always be transmitted.

"How to escape?"

"Can you escape?" the junior sister laughed miserably.

She was so stupid that she thought she could capture this eight-legged kraken.

This is tantamount to a mouse threatening to kill a tiger, which is simply a dream.

"Kill as much as you want!"

"Xuanmen won't let you go. ”

This was the last sentence of the junior sister, and she finally understood what those white bones were?

After saying that, she took off the record jade slip and floated it in Shanghai to deliver the message.

And herself, in the dark abyss, was swallowed up little by little.

......

......

"Now you understand!" said the young fisherman, the village chief.

"It's not that we don't want you to interfere in this task, it's just that this kraken is too powerful, and ordinary disciples are simply killing themselves if they go!"

The village chief is also bitter.

Although this eight-legged kraken had already killed many fishermen, they also wanted to have a profound Xuanmen Taoist to subdue this demon. But if it was a little disciple like Ao Mo who came, they still didn't want it in their hearts.

After all, this eight-legged kraken is really a bit ridiculously strong!

"Is that sea in the west?"

"Take me there!"

Ao Mo didn't seem to listen to the village chief's words at all, and asked abruptly.

"Why are you so ignorant of the sky!"

"Now that a person of your age has gone, isn't it for nothing that you have died? You obviously still have a great youth, why do you want to kill yourself so indiscriminately!"

"Anyway, I won't agree to you taking this task, you die of this heart!"

"Isn't it good to live? Why die. ”

The village chief's expression was excited, and there seemed to be remorse and anger in his eyes, and he actually vented it on Ao Mo for a while.

Under the anger, Ao Mo was neither impulsive nor discouraged, but took out something unusually calmly!

"Village Chief, before you disagree, take a look at this!"

Purple and green iron cable, lightning flashes!

That's 'Hong Tie Xiansuo'!?

"This ......"

The village chief of the mere mortal was speechless, although he didn't recognize any acquired spiritual treasures or strong spiritual qi at all. But he can read and write.

Does the word Hongya clearly engraved on Xiansuo still need to be explained?

In the Baisha faction, is there any elder of the Hongzi generation who is easy to mess with? I'm afraid that any of them can crush and wipe out the small fishing village.

"I have the magic weapon of the Hongya Daoist here, do you dare to disagree with me accepting the task?"

"A mere fishing village is nothing like an ant in the face of the wrath of the elders of the White Sand Sect! It can even wipe you all out in an instant. ”

"Give you another chance, is this task for me, or not for me?"

Ao Mo's tone was both unruly and terrifying!

Although those words just now were all nonsense, Ao Mo, who was born domineering, said it more truthfully than true!

It seems that Hongya is really not his enemy, but his favorite personal master, who can move out at any time to intimidate others.

"Hey!"

The young village chief roared in his head, and everything seemed to be like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he was helpless.

The elder of the Baisha faction 'Hong'! Can he afford to provoke him?

He can't afford to mess with it, and there's no need to mess with it!

Just keep the village by yourself, what does it matter if others want to send them to death!

"Go ahead! I'll agree with you. ”

This was something the village had to say, whatever it was, but at the same time he said:

"But if you want to guide you, go find it yourself! I will not guide you. ”

"Whoever loves to die, let him die! Anyway, I won't go to that sea to kill myself. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ao Mo was helpless.

The sea is so big, where can I find it? This village chief is too irresponsible.

The other village chiefs should also actively guide the Xuanmen disciples, after all, they are protected by the Xuanmen. But this village chief is so greedy for life and afraid of death that it really hurts people's brains!

"I'll go!"

A crisp voice interrupted Ao Mo's train of thought, and when he turned around, it was actually the village chief's daughter!

It's the mortal girl who pushed a lot of fishing nets to Ao Mo in the morning.

"Little Orange, you ......"

The young village chief seemed to have something unspeakable in his eyes, but his daughter Xiaocheng was resolute:

"I'll take you to that sea!"

"I hope you don't let us down like some coward. ”

Xiao Cheng's words were obviously said to Ao Mo, but his eyes were looking at another person.

There is deep meaning in Ao Mo's eyes, there must be a story in this father and daughter.

"Let's go, take me to that area first!"

"I'm going to probe first!"

Ao Mo didn't bother to take care of the village chief who was stunned in place, and directly took his daughter out of this place.

Xiao Cheng is not as simple and simple as Ao Mo expected at first, on the contrary, she is very smart, sensible and even mature.

Probably because he has had a lot of contact with Xuanmen disciples since he was a child, Xiao Cheng knows a lot about the outside world. For example, cultivation, exercises, and realms, she basically understands them all!

As for Ao Mo asking her, why was she so interested in cultivating immortals!

The latter just smiled with relief and said:

"Because I can't ask for it!"

"Not everyone can cultivate immortals, and mortals like us basically don't have any cultivation talent. Even if it is accidental, it is often a dull qualification, and it is barely enough to step into the threshold of cultivating immortals. ”

Ao Mo slapped his head and suddenly realized!

Indeed, both Ao Mo and Ji Mo are cultivation geniuses and were born in a family with rich resources. I didn't realize the meaning of cultivating immortals that ordinary people couldn't ask for.

"Actually, I also envy immortal cultivators!"

"You can compete with the sky for luck and walk the same way as the avenue. What a pleasure!"

Xiao Cheng said enviously, and at the same time, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally said again:

"But some immortal cultivators go against their hearts, are cowardly and selfish! ”

"That's how my father is!"

Xiao Cheng recalls the past, she actually doesn't hate her father, this man has treated her very well!

It's just that after he became the village chief, even Xiao Cheng, who loved him the most, was ashamed of his cowardice.

"Is your father cowardly?" Ao Mo asked.

"That's right! He would have had a chance to kill the Kraken. ”

But in the end, he let the eight-legged kraken go, making it so powerful now! too strong to fight. ”

Although Xiao Cheng is very reluctant to say that his father is at fault, it is true.

"Originally, the village chief of our Baike Village was my grandfather!"

"My grandfather was a very tough and stubborn old man, and with him, almost no kraken dared to invade our small fishing village. Even some Kraken will be intimidated by Grandpa's undying personality. ”

"Such peaceful days lasted for a long time, until half a year ago, an eight-legged kraken came. ”

"At that time, it was only the strength of the Qing state of mind, and it was not much different from the power of the village chief seal that my grandfather mastered! The size was by no means as large as it is now, at most it was only the size of two people.

But as time passed, the strength of this eight-legged kraken became stronger and stronger! It even surpassed my grandfather's village chief seal.

Later, some fishermen finally discovered that this eight-legged kraken likes to eat corpses!

No matter what kind of corpse it is, as long as it finishes eating, it will be larger. The power will also get stronger and stronger.

When my grandfather learned about this, he couldn't sit still anymore!

Take the village chief's seal, and my uncle, and my father will go to sea to fight the eight-legged kraken.

He couldn't wait for a moment, because every second he waited, the eight-legged kraken would be stronger!

Besides, at that time, my grandfather was full of confidence and high spirits, and thought that with the help of the village chief Yin and his two sons, he would definitely be able to kill the eight-legged kraken. After all, with the village chief imprinted, grandpa is equivalent to two more powerful helps.

You must know that the village chief's seal can be passed down by blood. As long as the time is under the bloodline of the same kinship, the successor can inherit all the power of the previous generation of village chiefs.

At that time, Grandpa's strength was already very strong, and the monk who held the three bases of the village chief's Yin Ke Zhanqing Mood was the strongest in the mortal village in the past sixty years. After all, without cultivation, it is not easy to be able to fight the state of mind with the accumulation of manpower from generation to generation.

With the help of my uncle and father, the strength can be multiplied again.

It is imperative to fight the eight-legged kraken.

In the cold abyss, my grandfather really found the beast kraken! It was still eating the corpse of a baby, and I don't know whose heart meat had been reduced to its plate, how could my grandfather endure this breath.

Without saying a word, he rushed towards the eight-legged kraken with the force accumulated over several generations.

But the eight-legged kraken is an eight-legged kraken after all, and the eight-legged kraken will just come out together, and it will spray a large pool of poisonous ink.

Grandpa suffered a loss, but he had no intention of giving up! endured the toxin, and fought with it for three days and three nights.

A large number of fish fry in the vicinity were shaken to death, and they all floated on the surface of the sea! The fishermen who watched from afar could also catch a glimpse of the fierce battle of force in the surging waves.

That was almost the most direct collision between force and cultivation.

As a result, Grandpa lost!

Gasping for breath, Grandpa had to admit that he was exhausted. But he also depleted the eight-legged kraken's aura, beating it to the ground!

Considering that the eight-legged kraken can devour corpses, Grandpa finally made a bold decision to voluntarily give up all his power to his successors:

"Boss, although at home, I keep calling you an elm brain!"

"But you've never let the family down!"

"I hope you don't disappoint us this time!"

Grandpa turned into a ray of red light and melted directly into the village chief's seal, and the village chief's seal that flashed red light flew directly to the uncle as if he had recognized the master.

Although the uncle was a man of letters, his backbone was very hard! He inherited the strength of his grandfather, and his strength should not be underestimated! The paper fan and ink pen in his hand turned into terrible sharp weapons in an instant.

After several fights, the uncle used his skill very well. Lure the eight-legged kraken ashore several times, and attack it when it lacks water. Such a grappling battle is another big battle for six days and six nights!

In the end, it was still unsatisfactory, and the uncle also lost.

After all, he is a literati, although he has the power of his grandfather, but he can't play it. The strength has greatly decreased.

But for six days of fighting, the uncle couldn't stand it, and the eight-legged kraken was also uncomfortable.

When he finally saw that the eight-legged kraken was also dying, the uncle also remembered his grandfather's words and must not let this demon beast get the corpse again. So the uncle also sacrificed himself, and his surroundings turned into blue light, shining into the village chief's seal!

"Er, you're our last hope. ”

"The eight-legged Kraken has been a scourge to the fishing village for a long time, and now it is up to you to kill it. ”

Receiving the seal of the village chief shining with red and blue at the same time, my father was a little hesitant and a little confused.

He didn't want to be as tough and resolute as his grandfather, and he didn't have the intelligence and tenacity of his uncle! My father was just a rotten good guy who would care about others, take care of others, and keep everything.

Seeing that the eight-legged kraken was already weakened and his strength was not as good as before, my father still did not kill the killer.

There was both fear and pity in his eyes! After hesitating for a long time, he really didn't cut off that palm.

In the end, he even said something that made us all laugh and cry:

"Let's go!"

"Don't come to our Baike Village again, I will never spare you next time. ”