Landslides and tsunamis, heaven and earth collapse, souls are terrified, and all things are silent.

Young talent, suave, all eyes on him, suddenly fallen.

Mu Feng closed his eyes tightly, but the expression on his face showed his inner struggle.

Justice!

Angry and angry, straight to the heavenly spirit.

Suddenly, Mu Feng opened his closed eyes, and his entire pupils turned blood-red.

The blood-red pupils reflected the madness of devouring blood.

Kill, kill, kill!

The murderous aura surrounded Mu Feng, hovering like a blood dragon.

"Ahh

Mu Feng waved his fists, dancing in the sky, looking up to the sky and roaring, his long hair like a halberd.

At this time, in Mu Feng's mind, the purple gold scroll "Creation and Transformation Formula" shook, and thousands of brilliance bloomed.

"Whoa-la-"

The Recipe for Creation and Prosperity made the sound of a wind stirring the pages of the book.

Crisp and clean.

The sound of the book, cleansing the soul.

Mu Feng shuddered, and suddenly came to his senses. Look at yourself again, there is still a figure.

"It's broken. Mu Feng exclaimed. "I didn't expect this illusion to be so powerful, so that I was hooked. If it weren't for the "Recipe for Creation and Transformation", the consequences would be unimaginable. ”

"Thanks, dear!"

Mu Feng said silently.

"No, find them right away. The power of this illusion penetrates through the softest part of the heart, and people are caught off guard and fall into it. They don't have a treasure like the purple gold scroll of "The Secret of Creation and Transformation". If any of them had an accident, they wouldn't have to die of guilt. ”

Mu Feng muttered to himself, and then, holding Yuan Shouyi, reciting the "Pure Heart Mantra" in his mouth, slowly touched it in one direction.

"Whew-"

A strong wind sounded from behind Mu Feng. Mu Feng's body turned slightly sideways, and when he couldn't make a move, a giant sword slashed down against the edge of Mu Feng's clothes.

Mu Feng's Black Prison Demon Knife shot out in an instant, and it reversed upward.

Poof-

An arm clenching the giant sword fell to the ground with a "click".

At this time, Mu Feng had time to see clearly the person who attacked him.

The cloak is scattered, and the shape is like a withered tree. Green eyes, flashing with a crazy light.

"Ho-ho-"

The man's arm was cut off, as if he didn't feel the pain at all, he still screamed strangely, and pounced on Mu Feng. The remaining left arm seemed to be hugging Mu Feng's waist, and the big mouth with sticky saliva and a rancid smell bit Mu Feng's neck.

"Die. ”

Mu Feng rose sharply to the ground, and the Black Hell Demon Knife slashed down.

"Poof"

The man was split in half from the middle without hindrance.

The dark green slime splashed everywhere, and the two halves of the body were still twitching partially, and a green and faint one-eyed on each side was still staring at Mu Feng frantically.

"Ahh

Mu Feng sighed, took out some fire oil for casting, poured it on the two halves of the corpse, and then lit it with a fire.

As the fire grew, the body slowly turned to ashes.

"Come to think of it, this person should be the monk who was trapped here before. It's just that I don't know why, but it mutated and turned into something like a zombie. Mu Feng looked at it for a moment and said to himself.

"No, wouldn't they be more dangerous. Mu Feng suddenly became anxious.

"Ruhan, how's it going?" the fat man panted.

"Hold on. At this time, Zhuang Luhan was already covered in injuries, and he still stood tenaciously in front of the fat man, making a meat shield for the fat man.

"Let's hope we can hold up. If we all run out of gas and the lamps run out, and the boss can't find us, we'll have nothing but a dead end. When the time comes, you must give me a good time. I don't want to be like them. ”

The fat man babbled.

"Rest assured. Zhuang Luhan still cherishes words like gold.

The fat man couldn't help but roll his eyes, I really don't know what this guy thinks, this is almost dying, can't he say one more word.

Also, this reassuring means several things.

Is it to reassure me and give me a good time?

Or do you want me to rest assured that the Boss will find us?

I don't understand, I don't understand.

The fat man and Zhuang Luhan estimated that when they went out, they didn't look at the yellow calendar, and their luck was not very good.

As soon as he separated from Mu Feng, he encountered four such monsters in the first wave, and all of them had the strength of the four levels of qi refining.

Although these monsters can't use spells or anything. But they were tireless, they knew no pain, and they were not afraid of death. It makes people feel very powerless.

Gradually, the fat man and Zhuang Luhan both lost their strength.

"Alright, Ruhan, it's time to make good on your promise. The fat man said weakly.

Zhuang Luhan pointed to the axe on the ground and shook his head.

"I'll go, Ruhan, that's what you said to reassure me. That's how you put me at ease. The fat man let out a wailing howl.

"You give it to me. Zhuang Luhan pointed to his heart.

"Forget it, let's wait for the offal to be food. The fat man also hooked his fingers.

"Before my fat man died, he was able to reach the triple level of qi refining, and besides, he fought heartily for so long, which was enough to comfort his life. After the fat man finished speaking, he calmly closed his eyes.

Zhuang Luhan looked at the fat man, showed a rare smile, and gave the fat man a thumbs up.

In the face of life and death, not everyone can be as free and easy as a fat man.

"It stinks, it stinks. Uncle, Lao Tzu has stopped resisting, you can't swallow the uncle at once. Who are you putting psychological pressure on? Are you shameless? And spit in other people's faces, your mother, do you think you are a spider? Rotten Lao Tzu into juice before drinking. ”

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement, only a little fishy liquid dripping on his face. The fat man couldn't help but complain.

When you open your eyes, it's impossible, who knows what kind of ugly face you will appear in front of you. Even if you don't kill yourself, you will be disgusted to death.

The fat man would rather be killed himself than be disgusted to death.

Mu Feng bandaged Zhuang Luhan's wounds, and looked at the fat man with squinting eyes.

This product is a tease sent by God.

Because Zhuang Luhan endured hard enough, the muscles on his face twitched one by one.

"I'm the second Ao, your mother is enough, if you want to eat, hurry up, if you don't eat, fart, let your master go home. It's so uncomfortable to wait here. Your mom is still addicted to playing, isn't she? "The fat man finally can't wait. Roared angrily.

"You're in a hurry, aren't I thinking about where to put my mouth down? It's full of fat, and I'm afraid of high blood lipids when I eat it. Mu Feng said lightly.

"Yo, you're a girl, it's good to have something to eat, and you pick and choose. If you have the ability, you don't want to eat it. You...... No, when will this girl speak? The fat man held back the fear in his heart and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Boss?!Is it a dying hallucination?Or do I miss Boss too much? The fat man couldn't believe his eyes.