Beastmaster

Chapter 597: Old Tricks, New Uses

Just as everyone was laughing, Concubine Yan suddenly frowned, "Oh no! There are foreigners here!"

Concubine Yan stared in one direction at this time and said nervously.

Then everyone began to feel in that direction, and those who were familiar with it felt the strong blood energy.

Jing Mo Ning felt an unprecedented sense of fear and, of course, a foul smell!

"Don't panic, the other side are all lower-level gods, and their number is not large. I will take a few people over," Lei Yi said.

At this time, Wan Ji suddenly said, "Brother Yi, you stay here, I'll go by myself. The target is small and can be solved quickly."

Hearing this, Lei Yi stopped rushing out and turned back to look at one of the two most powerful people here.

He nodded and said, "I forgot about your thigh."

Wan Ji was very pleased to hear this. He then straightened his chest and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

Only a minute later, Wan Ji appeared in front of everyone covered in blood.

"Uncle Wan, are you okay?" Jing Mo Ning saw Wan Ji covered in blood and asked worriedly.

Before Wan Ji could say anything, Luo Yanfei came to Jing Mo Ning with a smile and said, "Don't worry, that's all other people's blood."

At the same time, Wan Ji also laughed and said, "Yes, they are all enemies."

At this moment, Jing Mo Ning finally realized the true value of this intermediate god.

Jing Mo Ning's eyes widened and her mouth opened.

It turned out that when they were in the Beast Taming World, everyone's god-level abilities were suppressed, and there was peace there, so everyone had almost no chance to take action.

Therefore, Jing Mo Ning never realized how powerful the god level was.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that she has never experienced life and death and has never killed anyone personally.

But now it seems that I really know too little about this world, and too little about life and death, and war.

But in the end, she still felt that she had been protected too well by everyone since she was a child.

At the same time, Jing Mo Ning secretly swore in his heart that one day he would reach such strength, or even surpass this strength!

"Okay, it's definitely not safe for us to stay here, let's find a place to stay first," Lei Yi said to everyone.

No one objected and everyone nodded in agreement.

But then, everyone ran into trouble again.

At this time, there are foreign territories everywhere. Where can they go?

Dark Mist said at this time, "You guys wait here for a while, I'm going to take a look at Wanjie Mountain. If it's still safe there, let's go there first."

"Yes, that's right. There is the cave that Xiao Lie opened when he conquered the mountain spirit, and it is also very safe inside," Jing Kai agreed.

"That's right, the properties of the dark fog itself make it easy to escape. What's more, it is getting dark now, which makes it even more convenient for him."

"Okay, then it's decided. I'll set off after it gets a little dark," An Wu said confidently, looking at everyone.

Everyone nodded and said, "There are so many of us here now, and Wan Ji is here. If we don't encounter a team with two intermediate gods or above, everything will be fine."

In the end, everyone settled down here temporarily.

Originally, this place was not often visited by people, and there were no buildings here.

Generally speaking, it is very safe here.

The group of people just now were all drunk and wandering around aimlessly. There were thirteen of them in total.

However, they were all lower-level gods, so they were naturally killed instantly by the intermediate god Wan Ji.

Even Wan Ji didn't use his own magic beast and successfully killed everyone.

The sky darkened and the Dark Fog was about to set off.

"Be careful!" everyone said, looking at the dark fog.

An Wu felt warm in his heart and a smile appeared on his face. He nodded heavily, then turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared into the darkness.

The dark fog moved very quickly, and combined with the cover of night, almost no one could spot him.

When encountering an intermediate god of the same level, Dark Mist chooses to avoid him and take a detour.

Although I haven’t been back for many years, I can’t escape from Wanjie Mountain.

Not long after, Dark Mist saw the outline of Wanjie Mountain.

But suddenly, his brows furrowed, because he felt a lot of exotic atmosphere on Wanjie Mountain.

Although these auras were not very strong, they were too numerous, with more than a hundred people in total.

However, the dark fog did not leave here because of this.

Don’t forget, what is the ability of Dark Mist?

Absorb! Transform! Imitate!

And on the way here, Dark Mist happened to meet a foreign intermediate god who was having fun.

He skillfully memorized the other person's appearance, and at this moment, at the foot of the Wanjie Mountain, he changed his appearance into that of the intermediate god.

In this way, it would be easier for me to move around here, and I wouldn't have to deliberately hide my abilities.

But now there is still something missing, that is blood and energy.

These are easy to do. Just quietly kill a few lower-level gods from foreign countries, and then absorb their blood and energy and wrap it around yourself.

Now that the plan is in place, let's do it. Then, Dark Mist used this person's appearance to kill several foreign guards directly at the entrance of Wanjie Mountain.

Perhaps he still felt that he did not have enough blood and energy, so he killed a few more people.

The dark fog in the night is like ghosts, and no one can detect them. Of course, this is only true because these guys are lower-level gods.

Dark Mist held a dark curse sickle in his hand, black light flashed, and people's heads kept falling to the ground, and then blood floated out.

The dark fog absorbed it skillfully and attached it to his body. This was all thanks to Jing Cangming who taught him to do this when he was in the Southern Continent.

An Wu had never imagined that one day he would do this here, and in the absence of Jing Cangming.

At this time, Dark Mist was ready, his body and appearance transformed into that of the unlucky scapegoat.

And around his body, there was constantly some blood energy that was invisible to the naked eye but could be felt by the cultivators.

An Wu straightened his clothes and then walked towards the mountain with confidence.

Dark Fog at this moment was no different from the scapegoat, except, of course, that his skin color was slightly darker.

However, there were so many foreign guards that it didn't take long before they encountered obstacles.

"Who is it!" More than a dozen lower-level gods from foreign countries were holding weapons, ready to fight at any time.

Because the sky was too dark and the dark fog didn't look very white, no one could tell what the dark fog looked like for a while.

"It's me," An Wu pretended to be calm and said.

At this time, a lower-level god walked towards the dark fog with a torch.

The flames began to spread on Dark Mist's face, and the pupils of this lower-level god suddenly contracted.