After the mandrill chose to be promoted to the Dan stage, the flesh and bones began to be constantly distorted.

The scene was like the birth of a demon, which made the poison cultivators in the confinement hall deeply frightened.

Li Mo's expression was subtle, and he felt like his Jin Dan was about to condense, and the connection between the Dao Body and the Mountain Mandrill became even closer.

The Great Wilderness Immortal Body gave birth to a trace of transformation, but it was not enough for the Mountain Mandrill Formation Pill.

Li Mo had a hunch that after all the tattoo beasts completed the spiritual roots, the Great Wilderness Immortal would go further, and then after becoming a baby, he would be able to push the Dao body to an unprecedented situation.

"Is it a complete immortal body?"

Li Mo's heart was extremely excited, and it took a long time to suppress the distracting thoughts.

Roar!!!

The air distorted, and the mandrill officially stepped into the Dan stage, and the empty belly turned over the river and the sea, and the poisonous water condensed into a sarcoma heart.

That's right, no matter how you look at it, the mandrill's golden pill is an organ.

Because it is not Jindan in the traditional sense, Li Mo can't tell whether Jindan has reached flawlessness or not, he can only say that he has reached the goal.

The mandrill's body swelled to fifteen meters, leaning over to look at the crowd with contempt.

As Li Mo's tattoo beast, which one has not fought with the existence of the Yuan Infant Stage, how could the mandrill be eye-catching to a group of Xiaoxiao.

Li Mo suddenly thought of something, and his divine sense couldn't help but sweep over the Creation Book of the Mud Pill Palace, but it was a pity that the Jin Dan of the Mandrill was not within the scope of the brand.

Otherwise, the Dao seed can add a supernatural power.

Li Mo was a little pity, but at the same time, he also understood that Jin Dan belonged to a part of the mandrill, and the tattoo beast had already been imprinted into the Great Wilderness Immortal Body.

"Hungry, hungry, hungry."

Mr. Jin Hong's master rate reacted, and his huge body squirmed.

It opened its mouth, and its tentacle-like tongue rolled up more than a dozen poisonous cultivators into its mouth, causing chaos in the crowd and stumps of stumps splattering.

"Hungry !!"

The Lord of Jinhong grew a large number of hands and feet, and ran towards the mandrill in an extremely twisted posture, and the breath of the Yuan Infant was exposed.

The poisonous cultivators who were holding the head of the mountain covered their heads one by one, and the sound of bones shattering sounded.

Their brain tissue grows rapidly, breaking through their skulls in just a few breaths, and their consciousness is worn out and turned into unintelligent puppets.

The puppets swarmed and followed the lord until they were trampled to death by their companions.

The poisonous cultivators of the rest of the confinement hall showed horror on their faces, as if a basin of cold water was poured from head to toe, and they all wanted to stay away from the confinement master.

The Lord twisted his body, once again secreting a poisonous smoke that confused his mind.

The fear of the poisonous cultivator was swept away, and his expression changed back to the extreme madness of fanaticism, and he was so excited that he fought each other, and the smell of fish hit his face.

"Disciple, are we going to make a move?"

"No, let's watch the mandrill show."

Li Mo looked at the Jinhong Confinement Lord and found that the latter did not have a Yuan Infant at all, which showed that it was indeed a strange creation refined by the Twelve Immortals.

"Uh-!!"

The mandrill spat out a foul-smelling spit and rolled over with its feet to meet it.

It turned into a mid-ten meter head in midair, and without rushing to use the white bone rod, its flesh and blood were distorted, and eight pairs of flexible arms grew, each of which pulled a rib out of its abdomen.

The mandrill already has a bit of Sun Dasheng's flavor.

Bang!!!

The white bone rod slammed hard.

There was a gap in the street, and the Jinhong lord rolled in embarrassment to dodge, and the two behemoths suddenly became entangled in the block.

What kind of poisonous cultivation, the mandrill can trample two or three to death with one foot.

The cultivation of the mandrill is indeed only in the Dan stage, but the strength of the physical body has reached the Yuan Infant stage, and the one-on-one will definitely not fall into the disadvantage.

The rest of the Masters were intent on moving, but it was obvious that there were Spider Venom Sect disciples suppressing them.

Han Cai looked at the destroyed house and said to himself angrily: "No, no, these are all disciples of my Heart Beast Sect." ”

Ever since he learned that the poison martial artist could become a beast cultivator through cultivation, he felt that the tens of thousands of people in the Poison Cloth Qinghong Fang were all outer disciples of the Heart Beast Sect.

As long as it is digested, the size of the Heart Beast Sect will directly double.

"I warn you, Li Mo, don't cause too many casualties."

Although the people in the vicinity of Qiaoshouju have been evacuated, according to the posture of the mandrill, the fight will indeed affect the entire town.

Li Mo's palm spread out, and he began to breed Gu worms with his own flesh and blood.

One by one, the giant stomach worms scattered.

The giant stomach worm has space in its body, which is more than enough to collect mortals.

Li Mo no longer restrained his breath, leaned against the ruins of the skillful house, and watched everything in the town with a scrutinizing gaze.

He could sense that the disciples of the Spider Venom Sect had turned their attention one after another.

"Phew!"

The mandrill jumped onto the back of the Jinhong Lord, bit off dozens of catties of flesh and blood, and after swallowing it, his arm directly turned into a giant hammer of bone.

With a hammer, the Jinhong master flew directly more than ten meters.

Seeing this, the master of Ma Lu broke free from the shackles and joined the encirclement and suppression of the mandrills, and the stumps and flesh around his body fell off when he moved, causing the poisonous cultivators to scramble.

"Don't hide it, be careful of the monkey's head."

Li Mo opened his mouth to remind, the mandrill was no longer clumsy, and pulled out the treasure in his spine.

"Phew!"

The mandrill became more and more fond of letting out some unknown roars, and the white bone rod stabbed hard, directly through the body of the Jinhong Lord.

"Hungry ......"

After squeezing out two words from between his teeth, Ma Lu opened his mouth and spat out bone spears.

The master of the stone gate couldn't bear it anymore, and slowly approached with the flesh covered with milk mountain skin, so the amount of poison cultivation added was also intensifying.

Li Moguang made a lot of money just by collecting the corpses.

The white bone treasure body completes the eleven spirit patterns, and the small world of the corpse mountain adds a few more areas.

Only the lord of the green mountain was unmoved, and the countless beast heads in his body kept shaking, as if he was trying his best to restrain his instinct for the mandrill.

The Spider Venom Sect seemed to realize that something was wrong with the situation, and dozens of disciples appeared.

The old man in the lead has a consummation of the Dan period, and the disciples around him call him the head of the magpie poison, and the traces of his death and disease erosion are extremely heavy, and there is a high probability that he will not be able to exert his due strength.

They directly slaughtered their own poisonous cultivators, throwing the corpses into the mouth of the Lord of the Green Mountain, trying to control the latter's actions.

As a result, the Lord of Cuishan directly threw off the disciples of the Spider Venom Sect and rampaged close to the skillful hand.

Unexpectedly, the Lord of Cuishan did not seek the near and far, and directly attacked the Lord of Jinhong, tearing at the other party's broken flesh and blood.

The situation is extremely chaotic, and the mandrill, as the culprit, chooses to toss and turn, nimbly playing with a few stupid masters.

The mandrill can rely on the corpse mountain to replenish spiritual power, and make up for the shortcomings of cultivation in disguise.

"No, impossible, not ......"

The Crane Poison Daoist kept repeating, leaning against the wall in embarrassment and barely standing.

It seems that the lord still has the upper hand, but in fact, the poison-clothed Qinghongfang has completely lost control, and I am afraid that two or three lords will die.

What made him desperate the most was Li Mo, who was sitting firmly in Diaoyutai.

The Crane Poison Daoist couldn't see Li Mo's reality at all, but the latter's image of a white-haired old man reminded him of a person from the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce.

Old man Aoyama.

It is rumored that the strength of the old man Qingshan is enough to rival Crimson, and he is the best in the Yuan Infant Stage, and even the Heavenly Sword Gate has to look up to him.

The Crane Poison Daoist fell to his knees, and the sound of broken bones sounded in his body.

He did not survive the period of death, which caused his bones to get out of control very easily, and now he is on the verge of going mad.

"Master."

Some disciples of the Spider Venom Sect also saw that the state of the Crane Poison Daoist was not right, and wanted to support him, but they were pushed away by the latter.

The crane poison Taoist was full of resentment, staring at Li Mo as if he was watching a play, and then poured all kinds of highly poisonous things into his mouth.

"Dead and dead."

He didn't take a few steps before he turned into a puddle of highly toxic mud and crawled towards Li Mo.

Accompanying the Crane Poison Dao people were the seven Elder Jiedan, whose spirits had already become extremely extreme due to the erosion of the poison.

Be reasonable, if you are willing to give in to Li Mo, maybe there is still a way to live.

"Forget it, let's get it done."

"Senior sisters should also be able to see that I am forced to be helpless, and I will definitely run Qinghongfang well in the future."

Li Mo looked at the air with fear, as if there were twelve immortals peeping in the mountains.

The Crane Poison Daoist had already come within a hundred meters, and his flesh and blood began to alienate, and the proliferated bones wrapped around his whole body, transforming towards an indescribable shape.

"After the poison cultivator is alienated, it feels like a large insect?"

Li Mo was unmoved, and let the Crane Poison Daoist knock down the skillful hand house, and then spit a large amount of poisonous smoke into place, trying to take the lead.

Fortunately, the four monkeys have been evacuated in advance, otherwise it will inevitably affect the pond fish.

"Hahaha."

The Crane Poison Dao Man's consciousness was already blurred, and he didn't notice it at all, and the rest of the Jiedan elders were looking up in horror.

Two fingers came out of the mist.

The Crane Poison Dao people couldn't even resist basically, and they were easily pinched by their fingers.

The toxic smoke cleared.

A giant of more than three hundred meters appeared in front of them.

Li Mo's whole body is dark gold, and he can also see the scaly toad skin.

"Ahhh......h

Elder Jiedan shouted hysterically, and then he was pierced into his eye socket by the spider foot extending from Li Mo's back, and his brain was devoured.

Compared with the Spider Venom Sect, Li Mo is actually more like a villain, revealing evil everywhere.

"Equinox."

Li Mo was in the golden toad tattoo beast, and then he used his size freely, and his local arms swelled to a thousand meters, and he stunned the three-headed master with one palm.

Bang.

The lord of Cuishan still wanted to escape, but he was flicked by a finger thousands of kilometers away.

Even the toad poisonous beast became slow because of the sudden weight, and it was restless and wanted to get rid of Li Mo.

Li Mo hurriedly recovered his body and communicated with the white bone spider in the brain of the poison cultivator.

In an instant, the entire poison clothes Qinghongfang was dead silent, and there were faint poison cultivators everywhere, and the mandrill was at a loss with the white bone stick.

The mandrill was obviously still not happy, and Li Mo ingested it into the small world of the corpse mountain.

The four major masters were also suppressed in the magic weapon, and Li Mo was not easy to deal with for the time being, for fear that the twelve senior sisters would find themselves to settle old accounts.

The number of disciples of the Spider Venom Sect was small, and their hands were stained with white bones, and they eventually became a resident of the small world of Corpse Mountain.

Poison cultivation is all left with a life, and all of them are cultivated in the general corner, and the value is really not high, let's see if we can abandon the darkness and turn to the light in the future.

Han Cai and the others left the shadows, and they were apprehensive about Li Mo's strength, where could they be compared to ordinary Yuan in infancy.

"Master Han, you contact Tian Changwen and transfer a group of people to settle in Qinghongfang."

Giant stomach worms vomited out tens of thousands of people, who stood on both sides of the street in a daze.

The corners of Han Cai's mouth twitched, and he turned his head and said helplessly: "You ......"

Li Mo had already disappeared, handed over the mess to Han Cai, and went to study the [Futuo Zhoutian Buddha Hand] that he had perfected again.

(End of chapter)