Chapter 262: Unkind Roots (II)

The scene was silent, and the monks didn't dare to take a breath, just looking at the young man in front of them.

At first glance, among the three disciples of the Yin family, Mu Xing, who had the highest cultivation, couldn't bear the torment of hovering on the edge of life and death.

With a fierce expression, he shouted at his junior brothers and sisters.

"Run!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure had already shot out wildly.

After the girl surnamed Chen and the disciple named Qin Ming glanced at each other, they also gritted their teeth.

He fled after his brother and quickly rushed out of the crowd of monks.

Rush out in the opposite direction of Anqing Town.

They knew very well that even if Xu Mu didn't kill these monks, the three of them would have to die.

Because they are members of the Yin family, even the most stupid people know that Xu Mu will not let them go.

If you run away, there is still a chance of life, and you will be a lamb to the slaughter here.

"If you escape from here today, you must inform the master of the family about this, destroy your body, and refine your three souls and seven spirits. ”

When the woman surnamed Chen escaped, she didn't forget to look back at Xu Mu, her beautiful eyes were full of resentment.

Xu Mu's eyes immediately revealed murderous intent, he naturally recognized these three people as members of the Yin family, just when he was about to catch up with the three of them.

"Roar!" the little dragon who had been honestly in his arms suddenly let out a dragon groan.

Then he swung his tail and turned into a streamer and quickly chased after the three of them.

After Xiao Jiaojiao came out of the Ice and Snow Realm, he was already the strength of the Eight Heavens of Imperial Qi, although he was still very young, but the realm was there.

These three disciples of the Silver Family, the highest cultivation is only the Seven Heavens of Imperial Qi, where can they get rid of this little guy.

Between three or two breaths, the three members of the Yin family, who had not yet run out of a hundred zhang, had already been caught up.

Then under the amazed gaze of Xu Mu and many monks.

"Poof!" Xiao Jiao opened his mouth with only four milk teeth and spewed out a mouthful of dark green mist.

As soon as the fog is exposed to the air, it emits an unusually pungent poisonous odor.

The three Mu Xing who were running in front didn't have time to react at all, and they were shrouded in the spread of poison in an instant.

"Ahhh!!h

The frightened monks who were watching couldn't help but shrink their necks.

The screams were short, and there was no sound in the poison that could not be forgotten.

"Shhh

The dark green poisonous gas swirled, and it drifted back into its mouth very meekly.

And in the same place, exposed to everyone's eyes, were three green humanoid skeletons that still exuded a fishy smell.

All the flesh and blood of the three Yin family disciples were eroded by the poisonous gas of Xiao Jiao in this short snap of a finger!

In the cultivation realm, it is too normal for two or three people to die, most of the monks present have blood on their hands, and a few monks have blood debts.

But they had never seen such a horrific and horrific death.

Three large living people, in an instant, were corroded into three piles of bones.

"Suck!" he involuntarily gasped in a cool breath.

When they thought about it, if Xu Mu was determined to kill them, I was afraid that the end would not be much better.

Immediately, some monks who had collapsed with a deviant mind sat directly on the ground.

"I don't want to die!"

A crying scream echoed through the crowd.

Seeing all the reactions of these monks in his eyes, Xu Mu was still expressionless.

But because of the poison of Xiao Jiao, his heart was a little fluctuating.

This little Jiaojiao is amazingly toxic, when he was just born as a milk baby, he took a mouthful, and at that time, only the Nine Heavens of Imperial Qi himself was a little unbearable.

Now a mouthful of poisonous gas killed three Yin family disciples in an instant.

I'm afraid that under the half-step body, I can't withstand the poisonous gas of Xiao Jiao.

"Hmph!" Glancing at the three skeletons, Xiao Jiao let out a smug snort, his expression was as usual, and he didn't feel disgusted at all.

Then he shook his head and began to walk back.

As they passed through the group of monks, everyone unconsciously made way for it.

I was afraid that it would let them follow in the footsteps of these three Yin family disciples.

"Let's go!" Xiao Yu Jiao killed the three Yin family disciples, which alleviated the killing thoughts in Xu Mu's mind a little.

The pupils finally returned to clarity, and after glancing at the monk in front of him, he said in an unusually hoarse voice, "Before I change my mind." ”

The monks who had already been frightened dared to hesitate.

Before the end of Xu Mu's last word dissipated, he had already scattered in a hurry and fled.

There were even monks who were afraid that Xu Mu would suddenly repent, and directly sacrificed the escape technique of consuming essence and blood.

A few breaths were reduced, and the crowd in front of them had already dispersed.

"I really want to kill them!" trying his best to suppress the evil fire rising in his chest, Xu Mu muttered to himself with a blank face.

Suddenly, Xu Mu, who had just said this sentence, shook his body, and his face was full of incredulous expressions.

"How could I have such thoughts!"

Although Xu Mu knew in his heart that only killing these monks was the safest way to seal his mouth, with his character, he would never be able to do such a thing.

Not even such a thought.

Just now, he actually wanted to do it as a matter of course.

Just like when he killed Yin Ling before, he felt as if his behavior had become another person.

"What the hell is wrong with me. ”

It's okay once, but this situation has happened again and again, which makes Dexu Mu have to calm down and think about the weirdness.

Whispering to himself, Xu Mu slowly raised his hands.

A pair of slender palms that came into view were still trembling uncontrollably.

It's as if he's trying to suppress something.

"Babble!" At Xu Mu's feet, Xiao Jiao made a childish voice, raised his head blankly, and looked at the former who was at a loss.

......

Taizhou, the land of the silver family.

The forbidden land of the Yin family, except for the current patriarch, no one is allowed to enter, and those who violate the order, no matter who it is, will be killed.

Now, in the midst of this forbidden place.

A mournful roar erupted suddenly.

"Ah!! who? who killed Wu'er!"

This is a dark altar, and a statue of a silver python made of unknown metal stands in the center of the altar.

On the forehead of the silver python, a silver-haired middle-aged man sat cross-legged.

At this moment, he was trembling with a jade fortune book in his big hand.

In the grief-stricken voice of the middle-aged man, cracks gradually cracked on top of the fate.

"When!" Eventually, there was a crisp sound, and the fate shattered.

"Ahhh

Holding the jade slip in his hand, the middle-aged man suddenly got up from his sitting position and roared wildly.

"Wow!" A phantom figure of the moon-catching silver snake, which was three points larger than the hundred-zhang giant python sculpture below the middle-aged man, emerged from above his head with the man's crazy roar.

The moon-catching silver snake also seemed to feel its master's crazy emotions, and roared straight into the sky.

In an instant, it shook the entire Yin family.

I also want to write quickly.

But fellow Daoists, slow work and careful work.

I scrambled out 10,000 words, and you don't feel comfortable looking at it, right?

Let me write slowly, don't rush, I can still guarantee two shifts a day.

Let's see if we can see if we can do three more today.

(End of chapter)