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Chapter 279

Just as Yue Bei was thinking wildly, the battle not far away was nearing its end.

Wei Chi Tu pressed the two Yuan Master Realm five-fold misty demon beasts to the ground and smashed them into meat mud.

A misty demon beast with four layers of the Yuan Master Realm was stomped on the head by the giant demon boy.

As for the corpse, the ground around it was all piled up with minced flesh and blood, and the remaining four misty demon beasts were all torn apart by it.

"Roar..."

the corpse roared towards the sky in the posture of a victor, and then returned to Fang Mo with a tumult, looking at Fang Mo with his eyes blank.

There was a hint of invitation in the gray eyes.

Fang Mo ignored the corpse, but looked at the broken flesh and blood of those misty demon beasts in the distance, silent.

Immortal and immortal?

They were all torn apart into such a way by the corpse, how can they survive?

"Lord Blood Lord, let's leave here quickly, these misty monster beasts can't be killed, and they will be resurrected soon!"

At this time, Yue Beimad suddenly spoke up, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

Fang Mo didn't hear it, still staring at those demon beasts with minced meat.

He wanted to know how these misty monster beasts were resurrected.

"Well, it was hammered like this by Lao Tzu, how can it be resurrected?"

Wei Chitu kicked a puddle of meat mud on the ground and said thoughtfully.

At this moment, there was a trace of gray qi condensing in the pile of flesh and blood, exuding a strange aura.

Immediately afterwards, those flesh and blood actually began to squirm and gather together, as if conscious.

"Ouch, lie down!!"

Wei Chitu exclaimed, hurrying away from those flesh and blood.

And this strange scene also made the faces of everyone present change greatly.

"This..."

Even Wu Mo, who was an alchemist, frowned, his eyes full of shock.

As an alchemist, he is well-informed, and there are many elixirs that can make people grow bones and resurrect the dead.

But He has ever seen this terrifying scene where meat can be resurrected into slag....

Fang Mo stared at those wriggling flesh and blood, and his pupils shrank sharply.

This situation is indeed weird.

However, the strange aura emitted by those gray gases made Fang Mo feel a little familiar.

Dead silence, desolation, and an indescribable condition....

"Lord Blood Lord, let's go, these misty monster beasts can't be killed, they can only continue to consume our Yuan Power, and may even attract more misty monster beasts!"

Yue Beimad looked at Fang Mo anxiously.

He had a deep understanding of the horror of the Misty Plain.

This is just some of the misty demon beasts of the Yuan Master Realm, and before, when their group passed through the Misty Plain, they encountered the Misty Demon King of the Yuan King Realm!

That's called a horror, despair!

At this time, Fang Mo's pupils shook violently, staring at the seven wriggling balls of flesh and blood, his eyes burning.

Just now, the Immortal Blood Lotus, which had not moved for a long time in the dantian, suddenly turned, conveying a trace of longing to him.

The Immortal Blood Lotus was very interested in those gray qi in the seven balls of flesh and blood!

"Could it be..." Fang

Mo pushed away the tuan'er in his arms, and slowly walked towards the wriggling flesh and blood with his eyes shining.

"Lord Blood Lord, you can't go over!"

Yue Bei looked at Fang Mo with horror in his eyes and stopped him.

Not only do not leave quickly, but also take the initiative to approach, what is this operation?

Yue Beimad was a little confused.

"Shut up! The Lord has his own deep meaning.

Wu Mo glanced at Yue Beimad and said coldly.

Yue

Beimad's face turned pale, and he hurriedly closed his mouth.

On the side, Wei Chitu, and Demon Tong all looked at Fang Mo quietly, their expressions calm.

In their hearts, Fang Mo was the supreme faith, an omnipotent existence.

Everything has his deep meaning.

At this time, the seven wriggling masses of flesh and blood seemed to have sensed something, and the speed of condensing flesh and blood was obviously accelerating.

Fang Mo walked to a mass of flesh and blood, slowly raised his right arm, and opened his fingers slightly towards the mass of flesh and blood.

"Hum..." The

space distorted, and the mist churned.

A blood-colored vortex emerged in his palm.

At the same time, everyone present sensed an invisible terrifying aura that made people shudder.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-colored vortex began to rotate slowly, and a powerful suction force came from within it, and the surrounding mist was continuously swallowed.

And the gray gas in that mass of flesh and blood continued to rise, pouring into the blood-colored vortex.

A moment later, the gray gas was absorbed, and the mass of flesh and blood on the ground also stopped squirming and turned into a disgusting mass of rotting flesh.

"Whew..."

Fang Mo let out a soft breath, a hint of cheerfulness on his face.

Sure enough, these weird gray gases can also be absorbed, and the effect is excellent.

The strange gray qi produced by a misty demon beast of the Yuan Master Realm Fivefold was actually comparable to the qi and blood of several Yuan Master Realm Ninefold cultivators!

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Mo absorbed the remaining lumps of flesh and blood one by one.

Before long, those wriggling flesh and blood turned into piles of disgusting carrion.

"This... How is this possible?! Yue

Beimad's eyes widened, looking at the piles of carrion that no longer moved, with an incredulous expression.

The Mist Demon Beast was really killed?

How is this possible!

The misty demon beast is immortal and infinitely resurrected, and everyone in the entire Tianbei region knows it.

No one has ever really been able to kill a misty monster!

But how to explain everything in front of you?

This... What the hell is the origin of this guy?!

Yue Beimad was really afraid of Fang Mo at this time.

He actually began to worry a little about whether it would be a disaster for the Heavenly North Region once Fang Mo walked out of the Misty Plain...

As soon as he thought of this, Yue Bei hurriedly extinguished this unrealistic idea in the back of his mind.

No matter how evil this guy is, he is just a junior cultivator of the Yuan King Realm.

The entire Tianbei Domain Yuan King Realm is not to mention countless, that is also a lot of cattle, not to mention the Yuan Monarch powerhouse and the Yuan Venerable powerhouse above.

On the side, Wu Mo and the others were not much surprised, as if they were used to it.

"Wu Mo."

"Subordinates are here!"

Hearing Fang Mo call himself, Wu Mo hurriedly bowed.

"Extinguish the ghost incense."

Fang Mo said lightly.

"Yes!"

"No! Can't extinguish ah!!

Wu Mo ignored Yue Beimad's panicked pleas and directly extinguished the ghost incense in his hand.

"It's over..."

Yue Beimad sat down on the ground, looking at the ghost incense that had been extinguished, his face was like dead ash.

"Do you know what the consequences of strangling the Ghost Incense are? It means that we will encounter countless misty demon beasts..."

"Do you think there is only the Yuan Master Realm here? You're wrong! There is also the Mist Demon King of the Yuan King Realm here! You're just looking for your own death!!

At this time, Yue Beimad couldn't care about anything else, and roared loudly towards Fang Mo.

In Yue Beifan's opinion, they were all dead, including himself.

"Boom!"

Wei Chitu kicked Yue Beimad hard, and the severe pain made the latter's body curl up extremely and blood gushed wildly in his mouth.

"No matter how disrespectful you to the Lord, Lao Tzu will hammer you into a pile of mashed meat now!" Huh!

Wei Chitu spat on Yue Beimad's face with a mouthful of sticky phlegm.

"Ahem... Ahem! "

If it's an ordinary person, it's just that, but Yu Chitu's body type, a mouthful of sticky phlegm directly pasted Yue Beimad's face, causing the latter to almost suffocate.