He Qianling and the others froze there, all a little embarrassed.

Xue Yue hurriedly said: "Seniors don't like to talk, let's follow seniors and leave here together." ”

He Qianling thought to himself that this arrogant appearance was really the demeanor of a legendary powerhouse, but he was afraid that he and others would not enter his eyes at all.

After all, even she hadn't heard of anyone who could make the legendary unicorn awe leave with just one look.

I'm afraid that even the world-famous top ten peak powerhouses can't do it.

Thinking of the horror of the unicorn silver beast, He Qianling and the others dared to say more, and hurriedly rode their respective war beasts, followed closely behind Mo Xuan, and at the same time watched around from time to time, fearing that the unicorn silver beast would appear again.

This time, they sent thirty or forty people from He Mansion, among which He Qianling and the other two strong people who were not under her in power were the leaders.

As a result, they were slaughtered by the unicorn beast, and thirty or forty people were killed and wounded, and now only seven of them remained.

The other two He Mansion elders who were about the same status as He Qianling were both torn alive by the unicorn silver beast.

Thinking about the terrifying scene just now, everyone shuddered, everyone panicked, and followed Mo Xuan closely.

However, looking at the three-eyed iron pig that Mo Xuan was riding, their faces were full of strangeness.

Why did a legendary powerhouse who could suppress and scare off a unicorn beast create such a lowly iron pig as a war beast?

is really a senior master, everything is different, and every move makes people feel incredible.

Mo Xuan didn't say a word, rode his little tooth, and walked in front.

Although these people regard him as a senior master and a life-saving benefactor, for Mo Xuan, saving or not saving is just their idea, and for himself, he has done nothing.

He's just on his way.

Along the way, I encountered people who were chased by unicorns and fled here.

And as long as these people fled to Mo Xuan's side, the unicorn gave up the pursuit and left immediately.

As a result, a very strange scene began to appear, and more and more people gathered behind Mo Xuan.

Everyone panicked under the bloody slaughter of the unicorn beast, and Mo Xuan's side became the only safe place.

Whether it was the powerhouses of the Eight Prefectures from the "Baixuan City" or the various ethnic forces of the "Rock Heaven City", none of these people who survived by luck dared to leave half a step, they all followed Mo Xuan closely, looking at him in awe.

In their hearts, they all regarded Mo Xuan as an unfathomable senior.

Soon, the number of people gathered around Mo Xuan reached thirty or forty.

Many of them have heads and faces, but at the moment they are like lost dogs, panicking.

Bypassing a three- or four-meter-high bush forest on the front side, you can see a building in the distance, and it is the closest village to the Tianma Forest.

Finally, Mo Xuan rode Xiaoya out of the Pegasus Forest.

Leaving the forest, everyone was visibly relieved, and the originally oppressive atmosphere was much lighter.

However, this place is still too close to the Tianma Forest, and everyone still follows Mo Xuan, not daring to stay away.

They were afraid that the unicorn would reappear, and of course, there were some people who wanted to win over Mo Xuan.

No matter what he thought, none of the more than 30 people left, and all of them followed him.

If outsiders see it, they will inevitably wonder about this combination.

After all, these more than 30 people belong to six or seven different power camps, and there are even opposing camps among them.

But at the moment, they are all together without incident.

Mo Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to their thoughts and their respective thoughts, and just rode his little teeth towards the oncoming village.

There is a large rock on the edge of the village, on which are engraved the words "Wang Village".

This "Wang Village" is the closest village to Tianma Forest, the village is not large, there are about 200 people, most of them are surnamed Wang, and only 20 or 30 people belong to foreign surnames.

Most of the people in Wang Village are ordinary hunters, and occasionally one or two talents can be produced, but basically they all left Wang Village and went to the nearest "Baixuan City" to join a certain faction and seek greater development.

Most of the villagers who stayed in "Wang Village" were simple.

Mo Xuan was going to enter the village and get some water to drink.

Everyone followed Mo Xuan into Wang Village.

But I found that this Wang Village was extremely quiet, and I didn't even see a single figure.

"There's something unusual about this village. He Qianling immediately sensed that something was wrong.

According to common sense, there are more than 200 people living in this Wang Village, and when they entered the village, they had already attracted the attention of the people of Wang Village.

Not to mention rushing to meet them, but it shouldn't have been unresponsive at all, and there wasn't even a single figure in sight, and the doors and windows of every house were closed, which was even more weird.

Everyone was a little surprised.

Mo Xuan ignored this, just patted his little tooth lightly, and motioned for it to continue inside.

Xiaoya carried Mo Xuan on his back and walked straight to the village, although the others were a little surprised, they still followed Mo Xuan's side and rushed in.

Soon, they saw corpses all over the ground.

These corpses, both men, women and children, dressed in the clothes of ordinary villagers, were obviously the villagers of this Wang Village.

It's just that at this moment, more than 200 people have all died here.

Each corpse was disemboweled, and the death was horrific, and the blood on the ground was terrifying.

These people usually run the same side, and it is inevitable that they have some lives in their hands, but at this moment, witnessing the tragic situation in front of them, they still can't help but gasp.

It's just that everyone can't care about sympathizing with these dead villagers, and everyone's eyes are focused on the back of the corpse almost at the same moment.

Behind the more than 200 corpses that had been disemboweled, a man sat cross-legged.

The man had strange long turquoise hair, and his back was to the crowd, and he couldn't see his face.

On the ground around him, there were a large number of metallic hearts.

When everyone saw this, their faces were ugly, these were the emperor cores that were dug up alive.

More than 200 corpses in Wang Village were disemboweled, and it turned out that it was to take out the imperial core in their bodies.

Although the vast majority of them are waste cores that cannot store any Dineng.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the back of the man with his long turquoise hair.

Even Mo Xuan is no exception.

Among the crowd, an old man in his fifties suddenly seemed to remember something, his face changed, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Disciple of the Nine Abysses?"

Hearing this name, most of the younger generations such as Xueyue and Xueyang showed confused looks, obviously hearing this title for the first time.

And the older generation of characters like He Qianling suddenly changed their faces, and their eyes shot out a look of horror or horror, as terrifying as suddenly seeing a ghost.

Known as the "Disciple of the Nine Abysses", the back with long turquoise hair finally turned his face.

His long turquoise hair revealed was a distorted grimace mask, and his true face was not visible.

His hands were clasped together, and there was a flowing white metallic liquid on them, which was God's metal.

Mo Xuan saw it in his eyes and immediately understood that this was an evil technique, picking the emperor core of the surrounding villagers and using it to refine and perfect his own emperor core.

The imperial core is also divided into three, six, nine and so on.

This green-haired man wearing a grimace mask killed more than 200 villagers, took the emperor core, and then refined it for his own use.

The grimace-masked man turned his head to look at the crowd, and suddenly he clenched his hands, and the lump of metal was grabbed into his hands and disappeared.

The sleeves of his robe were spread, and his body sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up, like a ghost, and suddenly moved horizontally in front of everyone.

With his right hand, he grabbed a young man's shoulder, and three white metal claws stretched out from the back of his left hand, grabbed him into the young man's chest, and cut it open.