Mi Niang turned to the position of the brute beast, and as soon as a majestic momentum was released on her body, the air around her, which was already small, instantly froze.

The wildly screaming brute beast seemed to be imprisoned by ten thousand catties, and its greedy eyes were replaced by panic, and they all fell to the ground. Although the brute beast is not as good as the fierce beast, it has already developed its wisdom and can distinguish between good and bad situations.

What's more, compared with the coercion of the same kind, the killing intent on Mi Niang's body is more deterrent.

As a partner who walked through the dark times with the Ming Pavilion Lord and finally founded the Famous City Dark Pavilion together, Mi Niang's murderous aura is not comparable to a half-person like Lin Mochen. Arguably. As long as Mi Niang is willing, her murderous aura can turn into a substantial sharp knife and take these guys who are just intermediate brute beast cultivators.

Seeing his men trembling, several fierce beasts in the distance roared softly.

"Bloody Rakshasa, why are you here?" a voice with three points of fear came from a distance.

"There are still people who know me. Mi Niang was very surprised, millions of years of self-cultivation had made her slowly fade out of the cultivation world.

However, compared to the cultivation world with many talents and masters, the zombie realm can accumulate too little.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it took to produce a "Ming Pavilion Master", and after that, it was difficult to hear a rising star. Even the children of the major families, even the apprentices of the Ming Pavilion Lord, are basically difficult to have great prestige.

The masters of the beast clan or the masters of the witch clan, etc., are also inactive, after all, this is a country dominated by zombies.

After all, this is a zombie country, with different rules than the outside.

"High-level junior brute, good cultivation, but I don't know you. There was no contempt and doubt in Mi Niang's voice.

A lot of her fame comes from the foil of the Ming Pavilion Lord, and there are not many of her own fights. In addition, he has been in the dark pavilion for many years, except for those sworn enemies, those who have a one-sided relationship or a one-ear hearing have long lost their impression.

A colorful giant tiger took a few steps forward, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, "The Colorful Tiger Clan, the Tigers Clan, the Clouds." The blood-clothed rakshasa is famous, and it can be seen today. I wonder what you're here for?"

The jealousy of stepping on the clouds does not come from Mi Niang, but the Ming Pavilion Lord behind her.

In addition to the Ming Pavilion Master's family and his ten apprentices, there is also a figure who cannot be provoked - the Bloody Rakshasa in the Dark Pavilion of the Famous City.

"Isn't the Cloud Stepping Tiger Clan in the Shangqiu Realm, how did you get to this Wu Clan Realm?"

As the king of the murderer clan, although the cloud-stepping tiger is not as prestigious as the zombie clan, its strength is not weak. As the descendants of the Holy Beast, the blood in their body carries the affinity for the power of the wind, and the strength is even greater than that of ordinary divine beasts.

"Treading the clouds, don't stand in front of us, you lost dog. At this moment, a half-gray and half-white skeleton appeared in front of the beast.

"Oni Gods?"

"It's just a rebellious wind devouring beast, who has cultivated the exercises of the ghost god clan, and has made himself inside and out, so he can only be reduced to here. Tayun said disdainfully, "I didn't say that I represent everyone, I just care about my own safety." Since Feng Qiu Shi is willing to come forward, I will not accompany him. ”

Four clouds appeared under the feet of the clouds, and the body dozens of feet long rose into the air.

Suddenly, his nose moved, and he looked curiously at the location of the humanoid pit.

"It's really not simple here, who is this blood-clothed rakshasa protecting?"

Feng Qiu Shi took a step back, the force of death lingering on his skeleton.

A sneer flashed in Mi Niang's eyes, and she said: "It seems that this zombie country not only has a calamity for the generals, but you are also not peaceful. The old guy in Shangqiu can't tolerate you, so he drove you all out?"

That's right, the Wind Devouring Beast clan also lives in the Shangqiu Realm, and although the blood qi of the body is not strong, there is a mystery in it.

Without a face, there is no expression.

Feng Qiu Shi shook his head, "I'm just a little acquainted with each other, refining a body of flesh and blood into my bones. I don't know what your intentions are for this trip?"

As the second largest race in the zombie country, brute beasts and fierce beasts are huge in size and have always been the main blood food of the zombie race. So Feng Qiu's approach is not incomprehensible.

"You're stupid!" Mi Niang's bright red lips spat out three words, and the momentum on her body did not decrease but increased, and those medium-sized brute beasts passed out, waiting to turn into meat.

"What?" asked Feng Qiu in confusion, but his figure quickly stepped back.

Although he didn't know the purpose of the other party, he still understood the murderous aura and momentum on Mi Niang's body.

The cultivation equivalent to a medium-level brute beast is not something he can resist at all, even if the rest of the primary-level brute beasts combined, they may not be opponents.

Now he can only rely on his wind attribute to fight for a glimmer of life, and as for his companions, he can't take care of it anymore.

Mi Niang didn't seem to plan to keep her hand, as soon as she made her move, she was the breath of the law, and the pink aura spread all over the void, stopping all the fierce beasts.

The unprepared beast became a turtle in an urn with a rope on its head, and could not break free.

Feng Qiu Shi, who was closest to him, took advantage of his bloodline, and suddenly withdrew ten miles away, out of the range of Mi Niang's law attack.

Mi Niang doesn't plan to care about him, what is the value of a guy who doesn't have half a tael of meat on his body.

Fortunately, he didn't know what Mi Niang was thinking, otherwise he estimated that he would even have a much lighter mind to escape.

Just as he dived into the air again, a powerful force strangled the air around him.

"Who is it?" roared in a frustrated manner.

Mi Niang slapped one hand, and was busy stunning the other fierce beasts, and couldn't help but look over when she heard his voice.

In front of Feng Qiu Shi was a Wu clan man who was more than a foot tall, and it was Tu Zhang.

Tuzhang went to look for Tu Tianming, and after meeting them along the way, he learned that Gu Wuxian had fled, so he separated from the Wu people. Although Tu Tianming didn't complain, he was angry in his heart, and he was also reluctant to come, wanting to go back to see his brother's situation.

Knowing the direction, Toshiro didn't force it, and rushed to the destination. On the way, I felt the tyrannical atmosphere here, so I rushed over first.

Seeing Feng Qiu Shi fleeing, he captured him casually.

Looking at the Wu Clan giant who was almost the same height in front of him, Feng Qiu Shi stammered a little and said, "Tushan Great Witch." ”

Tu Zhang led him to Lin Mochen's position, and looked strangely at the guy in the pit who was shaking his eyelids.

Seeing this familiar stranger, Mi Niang was not in a hurry, and put them one after another, piling them together and turning them into a mountain of meat, and then returned to Lin Mochen's human pit.

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