Yan Mao's body was pierced, and the colorful feathers like sharp swords were still covered with blood, and they returned to Na Liying's hands again, and her eyes were indifferent and merciless, staring at Yan Mao, as if she was weighing its value.

Yan Mao was a little miserable, Zhou's body was pierced with several blood holes of different sizes, and what was even worse was that a blood hole the size of a bowl in his chest and abdomen had become transparent.

He misestimated the strength of these slave owners, more of them were young people with strong blood, and they were shocked by the soul seduction demon sound, and lost their original heart, if it weren't for this, how could he end up like this.

His eyes had gradually dimmed, his body had been broken by qi and blood, and his strength had gone seven or eight out of ten, and there was no possibility of escaping in that person's hands.

The roar in the distance became louder and louder, and with the anger, the surging blood and qi were faintly visible.

There are corpses around Jiumu, and blood fills the void, which is terrifying, and the whole person of Jiumu in it has been covered with a layer of blood, like a demon god.

He stared at the pigtailed boy, his eyes cold and full of murderous intent, he casually threw a corpse out, and with a 'bang', he rushed out and fell from the sky.

The momentum is overwhelming, and the surrounding grass and trees are even more suppressed.

Jiumu's body fell, and the ground under his feet cracked directly, and dozens of cracks spread out from under his feet, like spider webs, making people's scalps tingle.

The pigtailed boy's eyes shrank, and he felt a force of oppression surging like a mountain and a sea, and his hair stood on end, and a crisis exploded, and he was about to leave here.

But as soon as he arrived at the figure, he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up directly, his eyes breathing fire.

"I'll tell you to get out, can't you hear me?"

Jiumu's voice made the creatures in the distance frightened, the power of killing made people tremble, those slaves who were not afraid of death were all frightened, and they didn't dare to step forward when they saw the pigtailed boy being caught, they were retreating, retreating like a tide, and they didn't dare to stay for half a minute.

Jiumu's eyes breathed fire, and his face was about to be pasted, and his whole body was full of momentum, making people's scalps numb, and he only felt a cold air rushing to the top of his head.

The pigtailed boy was even more furious at this time, it was too terrifying, not only because of Jiumu's strength, but also because of Jiumu's face at this time, which was almost hideous.

At this time, there was a sense of uneasiness in the pigtailed boy's heart, the pair of black eyes, there was also some color, he was uneasy, he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he was held by Jiumu, he couldn't say anything at all, his mouth made a ho, his eyes were wide open, he wanted to be tougher, but the momentum on Jiumu's body was too strong, that kind of oppression made him like a drowning person, the feeling of death, it was too terrible.

He was begging for mercy, and there was a pleading color in his eyes, just begging Jiumu to let him go.

"I'll tell you to get out, can't you hear me!"

Repeating it again, the tone became even more cold, making people feel like they were falling into the nine glooms, and their whole body was wrapped in cold, and they were cold.

The pigtailed boy begged for mercy, the pleading in his eyes became more intense, and the palm on his neck was like a hard iron iron, and there was no way to let go of it, but it became tighter and tighter.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound of a fracture came out, extremely crisp, making it all quiet.

Dead, this is dead!

A big slave owner died like this, and was pinched off his neck and died.

Jiu Mu casually threw out the body of the pigtailed boy in his hand, and he couldn't be resurrected at all, and he died completely.

His gaze was raised, looking towards Na Liying, his indifferent eyes made people tremble, it was too cold, coupled with the ferocity of Jiumu's outburst, it suddenly gave her the illusion that she was being targeted by a powerful ancient beast.

She was affected, so that the palm that was about to fall was stagnant, and suddenly, her cold hair exploded, and she quickly reacted, and her hand was shrouded in light, and several gorgeous feathers flew out and went straight to Yanmao.

She made a decisive move, and reacted in just an instant, she was used to seeing life and death, even if she was targeted by Jiu Mu, she also woke up in an instant, and at the same time as throwing Yan Mao out, the feather attack had already fallen, and at the same time, her body was retreating rapidly.

She knew that the boy would obviously not let her go, but at the end of the day, she wanted to see if the boy was really as cold-blooded as he appeared, and whether he could really watch his companion die and kill her desperately.

She is gambling, betting on whether Jiumu is thin and cold, and whether she is so paranoid.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, she let out a sigh and gradually relaxed, only to suddenly realize that her body had been soaked with sweat, and when she was blown by the wind, she not only gave birth to a chill.

She won the bet, Jiu Mu didn't see death and didn't save her, she didn't let Yanmao be killed by her, the feeling of life and death was really not good, she didn't know how long she hadn't experienced that feeling, the feeling of life and death couldn't help herself, made her want to leave here urgently, what made her not understand was that how could this young man be so terrifying, what he came from that terrifying tribe, this is just a creature in the Lingtai realm, how can it feel more terrifying than the Shentai.

She is just a half-step creature who has stepped on the Dao Master, and she is even inferior to those six-rank Sendai Tianjiao, if it weren't for Yan Mao's falling into the disadvantage from the beginning, she might not even be able to defeat Yan Mao.

Suddenly, she was frightened, her hair stood on end, and she ran away.

But the speed of a slap fell faster, the huge force agitated, the void trembled, and the incomparably terrifying coercion fell, and the whole person was directly pumped away.

"Poof!"

The blood was in a string, constantly dripping, falling with a scarlet luster, and everyone subconsciously swallowed the saliva in their mouths, only to feel that their throats were dry.

Jiu Mu was too violent, and it was another slap, and the creature of a half-step master slapped away, and it seemed that he was seriously injured, this scene really stunned everyone, that kind of power, it was desperate.

"Impossible, how can it be so powerful?" A sharp and ugly voice came out, and Na Liying's whole body was covered with blood at this time, and the body that was originally seen as a peak on the side of the ridge also changed, as if it had been deflated, and became shriveled and ugly.

The face that charmed all beings was gone, and it became a furrow and vertical cheek, the deep folds seemed to be able to fan the wind when pulled up, the original towering peaks and peaks also disappeared, and the body became rickety, the contrast between before and after was unacceptable, even Jiu Mu was also covered with pimples.

The old woman's eyes showed a color of disbelief, also accompanied by a look of resentment, she never thought that she would meet such a creature in this desolation, with her half-step path master's cultivation, she couldn't catch the other party's palm, and it was a humiliating slap.

The power of Jiumu's outbreak was so strong that all the creatures here stopped, and they looked at the young man with fear in their eyes.

Yan Mao's face was originally pale, but when he saw the original beauty at this time, he became an old and ugly old woman, and that kind of gap made him roll strongly in his abdomen, and his face was almost pale, and he felt that he had been seriously insulted.

Yanmeng helped him up, and his slightly playful gaze made him embarrassed, which was probably a stain that he could not get rid of in his life.

"Up, give it to me!

Kill him, kill him......"

The old woman's face was gloomy, and her sharp voice was like a spell, which made people's scalps numb, which was too ugly.

A group of slaves rushed up uncontrollably, and despite the unspeakable horror in their eyes, they had to go up.

As a result, a terrifying blood qi exploded, Jiu Mu was furious, his whole body was full of blazing blood light, and behind him there was even more surging blood, and a behemoth was ready to attack in it, rushing through the nine heavens.

'Boom', this is simply sweeping all the enemy's momentum, there is the power of the fourth blow of the ancient method between his gestures, he perfectly fuses his strength, and his strength has increased by a little bit.

He pushed across the enemy, crushing the ten directions, and a group of slaves were screaming, and one after another exploded.

From the moment they were captured and became slaves, they were no longer them, they lost their original nature, and it was better to say that they were still human than to say that they were a puppet, numbly accepting everything, and life and death were not up to them.

At this time, no one will sympathize with them, and neither will they sympathize with them.

The sky was full of figures, then crumbled and turned into a mist of blood.

This kind of divine might, this kind of domineering, stunned everyone, countless living beings couldn't believe it, a teenager who originally looked the weakest, but became the most terrifying existence, slaughtering a whole living being.

"Come on, stop him for me......"

The shrill sound sounded, the kind of screaming sound that made people's eardrums seem to burst, and the destructive power can be seen.

At the same time, the old woman's body was retreating, she struggled, and there was a sharp pain all over her body, but at this time she couldn't take care of a lot, looking at the god-like boy, her heart gradually chilled, she had to leave here, she couldn't care about any tasks, there was only one life.

Jiu Mu went crazy, and the phantom of the ancient beast behind him appeared together, emitting a terrible roar, bursting out of monstrous blood, rampage, fast and terrifying, as long as it was hit, it would inevitably be shattered, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the blood mist was filled.

He went on a killing spree, chasing after the old woman, these were the big slave owners, looking at these numb slaves, his heart was full of boundless anger.

The mountains were shrouded in blood, and the huge blood demon gradually attracted some strange and powerful things to come and watch from afar.

Jiumu is like being tireless, killing people is terrifying, even the old man and a few others are palpitating, afraid that Jiumu will sink.

The slave owners were even more screaming and wailing as they were killed.

If it was said that the ghost woman and the honest man had the heart to step forward to intercept it before, then now they just want to stay away from this place, it is too terrifying, this young man is simply like a real demon.

The old woman was frightened, looking at the figure that stepped through the sea of blood, getting closer and closer, and the crisis of death made her scalp explode.

"Save me, save me......"