One, two...... Before the layers of beast roars could spread, all that was left as far as Mu Qi'er could see was a pair of naked and unkind eyes. The nameless face of the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info was still calm, but Mu Qi'er already felt deeply panicked, the blood on his left shoulder was still dripping, and the faint smell of blood stimulated those colorful figures to become more and more restless, and it seemed that the next moment he was going to pounce on him regardless of it!

"No name...... What to do? I didn't expect that these beasts would appear in groups, or ...... You rushed out to find Sister Tong and report to them? Mu Qi'er asked with some confidence while holding his weakly drooping left shoulder.

"No need, just kill them, Brother Mu takes care of himself, I'll kill their leader first, if you really can't do it, you can find a chance to escape first."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the lack of a name at this moment actually gave Mu Qi'er a feeling that was never the same as usual, and he was calm as if he was an old man who had experienced vicissitudes.

Before Mu Qi'er could react to the meaning of these words, he saw the nameless and thin body suddenly rush forward, and without hesitation, he punched a colorful beast at the front!

Blood, suddenly splattered!

Before Mu Ji'er even had time to think about anything, he saw that the beast was smashed to pieces!

"How did these people from the so-called burial place come from, they look so powerful at such a young age without a name......

"Whoa!"

The creatures that live in groups are always wise and treacherous, and the nameless ones have just left Mu Wai'er less than ten steps away, and the beasts that have just been slaughtered by the nameless ones have already been unable to resist their thirst for blood food, and their fishy mouths are coming straight towards Mu Wai'er!

Mu Qi'er was forced to stop thinking about Sister Tong's so-called life experience, and his steps retreated, and he had already slashed horizontally with the back-bladed knife in his right hand!

The sound of piercing teeth was heard, and then the space that had just been vacated after the killing was nameless, and with a wrong step, Mu Wai'er had already stabbed the entire neck of the beast that rushed forward!

The ferocious forward momentum pushed Mu Qi'er back a full three steps, and at this time, a powerful front paw of a figure who had been planning for a long time had lit up!

There was a sound of flesh and blood tearing, and Mu Qi'er once again realized the wisdom of these vulgar and barbaric-looking guys in battle. If it weren't for the last moment, Mu Qi'er felt the warning of the tamarins in his body and forcibly stepped forward, but he was afraid that his abdomen would have been gouged at this moment!

He didn't care to feel the injury in his lower back, and his footsteps stepped back sharply, and the whole body squatted on the ground, and the reverse blade knife was pulled out of the dead beast, and the trick rose again!

There was a faint white mist swirling around, as if a stormy wave was coming, Mu Qi'er's face gradually calmed down, but the knife in his right hand did not pause at all, and the high-speed flow of blood under the acceleration of the surging true intention brought a faint sense of dizziness, at this moment Mu Qi'er felt as if he had returned to the tribe, returned to the mountain cliff, and returned to the nightmare day!

Before the beast that had just gained a hand rushed forward, Mu Qi'er had already slammed forward!

Behind them, I don't know how many colorful beasts joined this feast that only belonged to them......

A burst of bones collided with the figure, and the already bloody left arm simply flipped over, and under the bright red blood was a knife held in the backhand!

Mu Qi'er's reaction is not fast, and his attack is not fast, but after all, he lacks the experience of fighting these beasts, he can't imagine that these beasts that look colorful and fierce, the most powerful of them often choose to attack from behind!

The previously invincible Reverse Blade Knife was slapped away by a black and shiny claw! The fragile sound of the ground is as full of spitting and contempt as the colorful one......

Mu Qi'er collapsed on the ground a little depressed and weak, is he really so weak, thinking that the nameless and fierce figure is gradually moving away, thinking that when the building is about to collapse, he can only hoarse his throat and dare not even let out an angry roar!

Mu Wai'er is a little desperate, perhaps, death is also another relief. Come, what's there......

He sat slumped in a daze, as if he had given up all hopes and dreams.

The beast that had just slapped the back-bladed knife away with a random claw did not show the slightest mercy or hesitation, and its hind feet were forced, and its vigorous figure flew towards it with a sharp claw shadow!

Flying blood falls...... The colorful beast was about to bow its head to enjoy this rare delicacy, but suddenly felt a deep sting in its abdomen, and the stinging pain made it feel a little powerless even for such a powerful ......

It was a knife, a knife that had been reversed, and it had come from the ground in a twist!

That's "Big Rock Immortal!" ”

The Great Rock Immortal Body is divided into three realms: bluestone, stubborn stone, and rock, and most people will comprehend a unique technique when they practice to the stubborn stone realm, and only a very small number of talented people can comprehend such a technique in the bluestone realm, and such people are called "round mattress!" "They often possess an extremely powerful sense of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, excellent comprehension, and unfathomable strength.

And at this moment, Mu Waier is such a sweet and round mattress! From the surging trick to the surging true meaning, from the ascension to the small people to having the power of the ordinary bloodline like the Japanese tamarin, this ability has been silently playing the role of the actor himself, and the actor at this moment is a knife that is tightly held in Mu Qi'er's hand and is deeply inserted into his abdomen by the power of the beast's forward rush!

Mu Qi'er felt that his throat was a little deeply sweet, and the sweetness was a little too much. Fighting will make people grow, Mu Wai'er no longer has the slightest plan to succeed in the smugness, the pale red light gradually flowed, and the slender reverse blade knife stirred in the abdomen wrapped in dark skin, the amplitude became bigger and bigger, more and more, until the body maintained with the help of a little blood force no longer had a trace of strength, until there was only a bunch of blood-red colors left in front of him......

The roaring figures around him gradually weakened, Mu Qi'er's body weakly maintained a diagonally paralyzed posture, his eyes became more and more blurred, and gradually returned to darkness......

In the dimness, he seemed to see that no name was coming from afar, with some blood on its body, and a more colorful, larger beast......

The crackling sound of matches burned quietly, and occasionally a spark jumped up unwilling to be lonely, burning a sizzling oil stain.

"Uncle Mu, do you think I should say that he is extremely talented, or that he is not as good as a piece of firewood?"

Tong An'an's face looked a little complicated against the backdrop of the firelight.

Uncle Mu's emerald green branches shook gently, and Mu Qi'er's somewhat broken body kept shaking and undulating in it.

"Although the round mattress is a very terrifying realm, the so-called cultivation, everything is based on its own solid foundation, otherwise no matter how powerful the comprehension, no matter how outstanding the technique is, what is the use!"

"With a qualification like him that is so sparse that it can't even be described as rotten, the battle at this intensity has not even stepped on the threshold of the third layer of the Quenching Realm, let alone his rotten mosquito technique, what is the use of giving him a magic technique!"

The stake's words were full of contempt and contempt for Mu Qi'er, as if even one more sentence was an insult to himself.

Tong Anan didn't say anything more, he knew that although Uncle Mu's words were harsh, for a descendant of the Mu family, some people were a mess from any point of view.

The night of the burial place was a little deep, the slight waves of the Gu Sea were faintly undulating, Mu Qi'er had woken up, he refused everyone's invitation to him to play some interesting games, and he sat on the edge of the Gu Sea by himself with some desolation, while gnawing on the oily beast meat, thinking about the future, thinking about the beauty of surviving, and the twists and turns of surviving.

Uncle Mu is a very magical existence, if Mu Qi'er didn't know his strength too much at the beginning, then in the days when he traveled again and again after he saw the real battle with Nameless, he fully saw Uncle Mu's strength.

No matter what Sister Tong proposes to determine the hunters who go out, Mu Ji'er always occupies this position without moving, and his footsteps are getting farther and farther, from the door to the door, from the door to the distance......

He is always the weakest being.

He was always carried, shelved, or carried back, and Uncle Mu always treated him inexplicably, again and again, day after day, when they finally began to try the so-called dive in the Gu Sea, the traces that Mu Qi'er had were still not far from the beginning of the Gu Sea......

He was too busy, busy traveling again and again, busy risking his life again and again, busy with serious injuries and healing again and again. I was so busy that I didn't even have time to go to the Gu Sea to see those beautiful scenes that only existed in the land of dreams.

But at least, his hair gradually grew and his clothes gradually became embarrassed, but his eyes began to be bright. It was the brightness between life and death.