Rebirth of the Star Rat

Chapter 360 The Weird Black Mist

"Monkey... Brother Monkey".

Tongue gaping, Xu Da stared at the figure walking out of the dark universe, he stammered, as if he couldn't speak for a moment.

"Monkey, Brother Monkey" the lunatic was also stunned for a moment, he almost thought it was his eyes that were dazzled.

But that familiar figure, that familiar stick, except for the reddened eyes and a little fog on his body, no matter how you look at it, it's Wu Hou'er right.

But isn't Wu Hou'er dead?So, who is he?

With doubts and astonishment, the lunatic and Xu Da stood where they were, not knowing what to do.

On the other side, the Creator Venerable, who was watching the soy sauce, also recovered his usual calmness in the short-term horror.

Traveling through them in the dark universe can also be done, but that method is simply not as fast as the speed of the spaceship, so generally no one does it.

They were a little horrified by the strength of this figure, stabbed to death a venerable of the second level of creation with a stick, even though the venerable of the second level of creation was not too strong, he was seriously injured and his body was wiped out Little Ban, but this is still unbelievable. In their eyes, the aura of this figure is nothing more than the first level of the Creator Venerable.

Combined with this cultivation base, plus the previous events, as well as the evil expression on the figure's face and the strange blood-red light in the eyes, immediately, this figure became mysterious in the hearts of many venerables.

This is a monstrous existence whose strength is comparable to that of Xu Da, and many venerables have come to a conclusion in their hearts.

The pitch-black stick shrunk so that it could be grasped with one hand, and fell back into the hand of the pitch-black figure.

The stick vibrated slightly, and time and space uttered Weng Ming, and the stick pointed at Xu Da and the others, and immediately, the speed of the trembling intensified.

"I recognize you all." The pitch-black figure walked within a few kilometers away from Xu Da. The corner of his mouth grinned, and his blood-red eyes lit up slightly. He said:

"You are that big yellow dog, you are that golden mouse, and you..." He moved his fingers, and each time he pointed to a person, he revealed the identity of that person:

"You are that wild cat, you are that old monk, let me think about it, where did we meet?"

The pitch-black figure, holding the stick behind him, squinted his eyes, and stepped left and right in the starry sky, as if he was thinking.

Amnesia?Xu Da, Crazy, and Big Yellow Dog subconsciously came up with this idea in their hearts, otherwise why would he teach us "Golden Mouse", "Rhubarb Dog" and "Wild Cat".

Shouldn't he call us "little four", "little three" and "second child"?

However, Xu Da and the others could tolerate the actions of the pitch-black figure, but it did not mean that everyone here could tolerate the venerable creator.

A creator venerable of the giant beast family walked out from the group of venerables, pointed at the dark figure, and said a little arrogantly:

"Hey, are you one of them?"

"Don't be noisy" the pitch-black figure raised his head and drank, his eyes were extremely frightening, with a strange blood-red light flickering in his eyes, revealing a hostility.

The Creator Venerable took a few steps back subconsciously, and under the gaze of those blood-red eyes, he couldn't help feeling a little scared.

But immediately after he realized it, it seemed that the two of them hadn't fought yet, and he was afraid. This was intolerable for a giant beast venerable who grew up in a golden nest.

The environment makes the individual.

If at this time, it was the Creator Venerable of other small races, they would probably smile awkwardly, bury this lost face in their hearts, and wait until they have the strength to deal with their opponents before making a move.

However, the creators of the giant beast family are almost completely different. They are members of the strongest race in the universe. In their hearts, probably all races are inferior.

They are proud and don't allow their dignity to be trampled on by others. Even a trivial matter can be infinitely magnified by them.

Therefore, when the venerable creator of the giant beast family heard the words of the dark figure, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his face became gloomy.

He appeared thousands of meters away from the dark figure, all eyes were on him, and Dongfang and Shengxian didn't even have time to stop him.

Bearing the attention-grabbing treatment, the venerable showed a trace of complacency on his face. He pointed at the pitch-black figure and said:

"Let me ask you, are you in the same group as the Shudana bastard."

He raised his head, his blood-red eyes were full of tyranny, and the pitch-black figure raised the stick in his hand, just pushing it forward.

The distance of thousands of meters was instantly spanned by the thickened and elongated stick. The gloomy black light at one end of the stick directly touched the chest of the giant beast venerable.

It was easier than a doctor giving an injection to a nurse. The stick directly tore through the flesh of the giant beast venerable, and penetrated it completely.

The pitch-black mist filled the entire body of the Giant Beast Venerable along the stick.

An indescribable, unbelievable scene.

The skin and flesh of the Creator Venerable of the giant beast family began to wither, and his body seemed as fragile as Xu Da's previous cultivation base.

Under the cover of the black mist, it withered quickly.

Fear, trembling, at this moment, the Venerable Beast finally understood why the Venerable Creator was so frightened.

There was no way to resist the black mist. In just these few breaths, he used many means, but before he could use them, he was corroded by the black mist.

This black mist seemed to be able to ignore everything, no matter what force it was in front of him, it would be useless, once it was hit, the only thing waiting was to be corroded.

The old man in the east came to his senses, and he stepped up to the side of the giant beast venerable. Beyond time and space, waves of powerful power came from his small universe.

He bent his five fingers into claws, grasped the pitch-black stick, and pulled it outward.

"Crackling" was like the sound of steel rubbing against each other on the body of the giant beast venerable, and it could not be pulled out at all. In other words, the black stick was firmly connected to the body of the giant beast venerable, unless Dismantle him completely, otherwise there is no way at all.

But there's more to it than that.

From the pitch-black stick, it seemed that the presence of the old man in the east was sensed, and a stream of jet-black mist split out, rolled back, and filled the arm of the old man in the east.

With a tremor of his arm, the old man in the east let go of his grip on the stick.

He swung his arm a few times, and the seemingly infinite power in the small universe continuously poured into his arm, and surged away into the pitch-black mist.

It was still useless, and the old man in the east looked a little horrified.

The pitch-black mist actually used his body as a medium to travel to the depths of the distant starry sky, which was his small universe.

Cutting the mess with a sharp knife, the reason why the old man in the east was able to become one of the four strongest beasts among the great creators of the giant beast family did not rely on his identity as a royal giant beast, but his own efforts.

Quickly cutting off the connection with the small universe, the other arm of the old man in the east directly slashed down at the arm contaminated by the black air.

The arm was cut off when the black mist was about to spread to the shoulder, and fell into the galaxy. The black mist completely wrapped the broken arm. When the mist dissipated, only one arm remained in the starry sky Skeletons and a whole body of the Venerable.

"hiss……".

All the onlookers, the Creator Venerables gasped, and their eyes were full of indescribable horror as they looked at the dark figure.

What the hell is that black mist? Even the Great Creator can only sacrifice his own arm to survive.

Unbelievable, the eerie black mist set off the dark figure even more eerily.

That gloomy smile, weird breath, dark red eyes... the whole figure is sometimes clear, sometimes hazy, shrouded in black mist.

All of a sudden, the dark figure became even more mysterious, and an indescribable feeling arose in the hearts of all the Creator Venerables, and there was a strange tranquility in the entire starry sky.

"I remember now." The pitch-black figure raised his head at this time, with a look of sudden realization, pointed at Xu Da and said:
"I met you on Earth, it seems that you should still be my brothers, right?"

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