Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Chapter 282

Such a bloody scene mixed with a little fragrant scene, Wu Mo and the three looked calm and used to it.

Only Yue Bei watched this scene wildly, still immersed in shock.

"Snap!"

Yue Bei covered his face wildly and looked at Wei Chitu with a confused expression.

"Look at what, close your eyes for Lao Tzu!" Wei Chi Tu glared at Yue Beimad viciously.

Yue Beimad hurriedly closed his eyes in trepidation.

The inner disciple of the Blood Soul Hall, He had suffered such humiliation.

Yue Beimad subconsciously clenched his fists, and his heart was full of monstrous hatred.

When he gets out of the Misty Plain, he must report to the sect and kill them all!

Especially this reckless man who has been old and old all day, he will definitely let him live better than die at that time!

Just when Yue Beimad was secretly hateful in his heart, Fang Mo on the other side had already absorbed the gray energy.

I saw Fang Mo slowly withdrawing his fingers, and Xuan'er actually licked the corners of his mouth with some hesitation.

"Let's go."

Fang Mo put his arm around Xuan'er and walked towards the depths of the fog with an indifferent expression.

Yue Beimad looked at the carrion in that place out of the corner of his eyes, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

This guy's cultivation technique must not be simple, presumably those old guys in the sect will be very interested.

Hmph....

An imperceptible sinister smile appeared at the corner of Yue Beimad's mouth.

"Snap!"

Yue Bei was mad and almost fell to the ground.

"Don't hurry up and give Lao Tzu to follow, look for death!"

Wei Chitu's strong voice exploded in Yue Beimad's ears.

Yue Beimad could only helplessly hurry up and keep up, and the hatred in his heart was even stronger.

...

January is fleeting.

In the depths of the Misty Plain, Fang Mo indifferently looked at Wei Chitu, who was fighting fiercely not far away, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

After a month of battle training, Wei Chitu had broken through the Yuan Master Realm Quadruple, and now he could completely resist the Yuan Master Realm Ninth Layer's attack with his physical body, which made Fang Mo very satisfied.

And the demon boy also broke through the triple of the Yuan Master Realm, and after the giantization, he could hard shake the attack of the fifth layer of the Yuan Master Realm.

However, Fang Mo also saw the drawbacks of the Great Transformation Technique, after the giant transformation time passed, the spellcaster would fall into weakness for a period of time, which was extremely fatal.

Fang Mo planned to have the opportunity to change the exercises for the demon boy, after all, he was a subordinate who followed him out of the cage land, and he couldn't favor one over the other.

In the past month, the number of misty monster beasts hunted by several people has also reached hundreds, except for the two misty demon kings, the rest are all misty monster beasts of the Yuanshi Realm.

With so many Yuanshi Realm demon beasts, it is no wonder that this place is called the "Plain of Death".

However, for Fang Mo, no amount of Yuan Master Realm demon beasts was meaningful.

Fang Mo became more and more curious in his heart about the Ten Thousand Transformations Blood Codex that he cultivated, what kind of exercises this was.

Not only can it absorb qi and blood, vitality, but even the strange gray energy in this misty plain can absorb it.

Is it really the legendary Desolate Order?

Of course, no one could answer this question for him.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo lowered his head and inhaled greedily in the snow-white and delicate neck of Xuan'er.

A virgin fragrance comes to the nose, refreshing.

These days, he was somewhat obsessed with this wonderful smell.

And Xuan'er raised her snow-white neck high, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she was allowed to do it by Fang Mo.

Seeing this, Yue Beimad on the side hurriedly turned his head and turned his gaze away.

"Lord, the demon beast is solved."

Wei Chitu strode to Fang Mo and said in a low voice.

"Well."

Fang Mo slowly raised his head and answered slowly.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the ground under everyone's feet began to shake violently, as if some giant was approaching.

Everyone's faces changed, and they looked around vigilantly.

Fang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent.

The magnitude of the tremor became larger and larger, and several huge cracks opened on the ground, extending out of the fog.

Finally, a huge black shadow appeared in the rolling fog.

"This... This is... Millipede? Yue

Beimad looked at the behemoth in front of him that was dozens of zhang tall, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

The millipede centipede in front of him, its hard shell was dark and shiny, flashing with cold light, and a pair of huge eyes stared at everyone, cold and merciless.

There is also the pair of huge black giant tongs, which open and close from time to time, which makes people tremble.

Wei Chitu, Wu Mo, and Demon Tong also changed their faces, and cold sweat broke out.

Fang Mo gently pushed away the Xuan'er in his arms, staring closely at the terrifying centipede in front of him, and his expression became rare and solemn.

This millipede centipede exudes the terrifying aura of the Yuan King Realm fivefold, and a single head is comparable to the giant octopus before, you can imagine how huge the body behind the fog is.

Fang Mo guessed that the body of this Thousand Foot Demon King should have exceeded a hundred zhang!

Most importantly, a trace of uneasiness surged in Fang Mo's heart, and the source of that uneasiness was the thousand-legged demon king in front of him.

"Hmph, let this seat try how strong the Yuan King Realm Fivefold is!"

Icy words sounded from Fang Mo's mouth, and then several hideous blood-colored tentacles roared out and pounced on the Millipede Demon King.

The wind was blowing and the fog was churning.

"Shhh..."

the Millipede Demon King hissed from his mouth, and the next moment, the giant pincers in his mouth bit off all the blood-colored tentacles, turning into a flood of blood.

The Millipede Demon King did not stay, and opened his giant pincers and rushed towards Fang Mo.

A fishy smell rushed to his face, Fang Mo's brows wrinkled slightly, and he snorted coldly.

In the next moment, hundreds of blood-colored tentacles shot up into the sky, drowning the Millipede Demon King.

Immediately afterwards, countless blood-colored tentacles burst out from the ground and wrapped around its huge body.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

One blood-colored tentacle after another was clipped off by giant pincers and turned into a blood mist.

Fang Mo stared at the Millipede Demon King with a gloomy face.

Those blood-colored tentacles couldn't break through the hard shell of the Millipede Demon King at all, and they couldn't absorb gray energy.

"Boom..." The

Millipede Demon King twisted its huge demon body, like an earthquake, and the mist surged.

The blood-colored tentacles that were wrapped around it were all shaken into a blood mist and dissipated.

"Damn it!"

Fang Mo's face changed drastically, and he cursed secretly.

Immediately afterwards, countless blood-colored tentacles pounced on the Millipede Demon King.

"Let's go!"

Fang Mo turned his head and shouted at everyone, and then put his arm around Xuan'er, turning into a bloody light and running away.

Everyone turned pale, and hurriedly ran the Yuan Force with all their strength, and followed closely.

"Hiss..." A

piercing sharp voice came behind him, the ground trembled, the Millipede Demon King chased after him, and those blood-colored tentacles did not delay for long.

Everyone turned pale, and the movement behind them was getting closer and closer.

"Wei Chitu, throw Yue Beimad out!" Fang Mo said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Wei Chitu replied, raised his hand and picked up Yue Bei on his back.

"You can't do that! Please don't leave me behind! "

Blood... Lord Blood Lord, you promised me that you would not kill me!"

Yue Bei's face was full of trepidation, and he begged for mercy incoherently.

Fang Mo was unheard.

"Get out of Lao Tzu!"

Wei Chi Tu didn't pay any attention to Yue Beimad's bitter pleas, and threw him into the fog in the rear.

"NO!!"