Cultivate with an African God

Dong Bo was running.

He didn't understand why things had become like this.

After he entered the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden, he quickly realized that things were not as simple as Zhou Si said, but he was not afraid. After all, even if he fought with his life, he was confident that the odds of winning would be [-]-[-].

It's just that the number of five to five is between him and the same realm. Who would have thought that the enemies he would face were not those people, but people of a higher realm?

Since Dong Bo went down the mountain to practice, he will not be afraid of being lower than others, but he never expected this to happen, so he was caught off guard and was seized by others.

Dong Bo encountered a strong enemy without any precautions, so he could only escape to fight back.

But the man seemed happy to see him escape, and even the opponent's spells came one after another, each of which caused him to bleed, hurt, and make him unable to move his true energy, but none of them hit the vital point.

He ran as hard as he could, but the man followed unhurriedly, as if happy to see him struggling to escape.

In Dong Bo's [-] years of life, which moment was not glorious?When did you experience such humiliation?

But Dong Bo still had no choice but to escape, even if he was embarrassed or humiliated, one had to create opportunities for oneself in order to have a chance.

He saw the brilliance of the technique from a distance—there was someone in front.He took the scarlet man there, if the spell user is still alive, at best he can ask for help and unite, at worst he can divert the attention of the people behind him, if the spell user is dead, Could it be that the people in scarlet clothes would not be tempted by the spoils on their bodies?

Regardless of whether the user of that spell is dead or alive, as long as he gets there, there will be a chance!

The true qi was almost cut off, and the body with condensed pulse could hardly bear the pain layer by layer. Dong Bo finally ran there.

But there was no one—the grass and fields were in a mess, but there was no trace of the dead or the living.

Dong Bo finally fell into despair, he gritted his teeth and took out a talisman, ready to fight to the death.

He suddenly heard a burst of laughter.Sharp, piercing, girlish giggles.

Then with a slight sound, a knee-high straw man fell from nowhere and landed in front of him.

At the same time, there was a strange sound of palms patting flesh.

The man in scarlet clothes had sensed something was wrong, he raised his hand, and the magic weapon was placed horizontally in the air.With Jue Jue in hand, track down the person who releases the straw man!

At that moment, no one dared to breathe, even the air was frozen.

But the opportunity is always only in a flash!

A cannonball, with lightning speed, came with a thunder cloud!

Seeing the menacing thunder cloud bomb, the man in scarlet clothes changed the spell with a snap of his fingers, letting the magic weapon hang down a layer of translucent water-red curtain. The curtain looks ordinary, but it seems to be able to isolate everything outside, invulnerable to weapons, guns, water and fire !

But the target of that Thunderbolt was not him!

Before he could react to the trajectory of the thundercloud bullet, the straw man was blown away without a trace!

In the blink of an eye, the straw man fell down, in the blink of an eye, the thunder cloud bombarded, and in the blink of an eye, the straw man disappeared.

This happened in a short time, and before Dong Bo had time to activate the talisman, he saw the man in scarlet who had been chasing after him fall down without warning, which made him lose his breath so abruptly that he couldn't believe it.

Dong Bo didn't dare to relax, and the Fu Zhuan was tightly pinched, refusing to let go.

Even though his whole body was injured, his senses were extremely keen, and he heard voices.

A few people emerged from behind those irregular boulders.

The leader was a young man in Tsing Yi, and beside him were a group of red, white and wriggling strange monsters, who smiled kindly, but spoke incomprehensible words.

"My second battalion commander's Italian gun is not bad, is it?"

Mu Xinghe patted his Guanhu, it was a white fox-like shikigami jumping up and down on the bamboo tube, usually foxes are beautiful and elegant, but this Guanhu looked like an uncle, Unusually grounded.

But it was this temperamentless shikigami who killed the scarlet-clothed man in one move.

This is Mu Xinghe's six-star tube fox, with a high blood line that increases damage by 30% and a powerful soul that can increase damage by 300%, with a critical damage of nearly 266%, and a skill with a terrifying multiplier of [-]%. It is extraordinary in one shot. .

The most frenzied thing is that Mu Xinghe was not satisfied with this, he summoned the ugly daughter and the evil ghost Chi at the same time.The Daughter of Ugly Time can summon a straw man to link the soul of the enemy, so that all the damage suffered by the straw man will be passed on to the target.Moreover, the straw man's defense is only half of that of the target, making it even more painful to fight.Then Mu Xinghe used Tianxie Guichi to provoke the grass man, and the damage to the grass man who was provoked would be increased by 40%.

Not only that, but Mu Xinghe also gave Guan Hu a star to increase his attack power.

In the game, this set can instantly kill a boss target with more than 20 HP. In the cultivation world, the power of this move seems to be equally terrifying.

Naturally, Mu Xinghe didn't bother to explain the reasons for his series of operations one by one. Others couldn't imagine that a person in the pulse condensing stage could have such power, and his face changed for a while, and he couldn't speak.

Mu Xinghe jumped off the rock and surveyed the ground.

It was a man who was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. He died suddenly without any magic weapon. Mu Xinghe had some doubts in his heart, but these people didn't trust him completely, so he didn't intend to say more. What, only said to the young man who was just in shock: "I guess, this person represents 'Suzaku'."

The young man probably didn't know the meaning of these words, but everyone else was horrified when they heard it!

There was even one person who couldn't maintain his composure at all, and shouted: "You are really a pulse congealer?! But you have such abilities, why do you plan to join us?"

This person doesn't show off the mountains and dews, and his cultivation is only in the pulse condensing stage, so he can kill someone who is a level higher than himself in one move? !

Just how terrifying is the technique of turning the talisman into a demon? !

A young man had been sitting on the rock with a calm expression. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a clear female voice.

"Of course it's not easy to use this trick," said the voice with a bit of a smile, coming from far and near, "Not only does it require a long preparation, but also a long period of observation, but if the opponent is good at defense or It is to be prepared, and even as long as the opponent is not this person who is good at attacking but not good at defending, this move will not be used."

Mu Xinghe looked towards the source of the voice, a few pieces of red silk appeared faintly in the air, the red silk slowly disappeared, and a woman's figure faintly appeared in the red silk.

Yu Huan said indifferently: "He did observe from a distance for a while just now, confirmed the opponent's combat methods and characteristics, and speculated on the opponent's marching characteristics. We guessed that he would come to this side, looking for an opportunity to intercept and kill. We You will come here. As for the movements of your spells, they have greatly helped us."

These two people ruined the pretentious atmosphere that Mu Xinghe painstakingly created, but no matter what, it was Mu Xinghe's real lethality. People would not underestimate him because of Mu Xinghe's preparations. Thoughtful and well planned.

Mu Xinghe patted Yu Huan's shoulder very familiarly, and said, "Don't be so ruthless, we are all grasshoppers on the same boat, eh... people on the same rope, with dead lips and teeth, it's normal to take care of each other. "

He rambled a few words at random, but turned his eyes to Hua Xiangrong, and said with a smile: "Big sister, how is it? Can I make you willing to let go of your big career and do bigger things?"

Hua Xiangrong can appear at such a time, I don't know how long he has been observing him - when he was observing the person representing "Suzaku", but Mu Xinghe didn't notice it at all.It's just that Hua Xiangrong left on her own initiative, and now she took the initiative to show up, there must be her consideration.

Hua Xiangrong covered her mouth with her sleeve, and smiled, still in that very Hua Xiangrong, flawless tone: "Where is the little brother, everyone here is a hero, and this servant is just doing his best. , the slave family was only [-]% to [-]% sure that the matter will be done, and after seeing you, they are [-]% sure, if you don't dislike the slave family's weak power, the slave family really wants to thank you all."

Mu Xinghe let out a "ha" and raised his eyebrows.

Since Hua Xiangrong is so confident, she should be hiding some means.This woman's ambitions are frankly written on her face. She doesn't say anything about means, but shows her self-confidence. She probably wants to attract others' attention.It is even possible to say to keep the hand all the time, find a good opportunity to make a blockbuster, and then make everyone bow their heads.

Mu Xinghe didn't care much about her thoughts. He bent down and looked at the lifeless person on the ground. He picked up the mask and shook it on his fingertips. However, once he took off the mask, he still couldn't see the person's face clearly. , the person turned into fly ash and was blown away by the wind that came from nowhere.

The mask was crimson, without the detailed patterns like their masks, only with a gold border on the edge.He vaguely felt that some spiritual energy was flowing on it, which stirred a certain string in his body. The feeling was too slight and passed away in a blink of an eye.

It was extremely strange for a person to simply disappear like this, but because there were so many strange things in the Ten Thousand Beast Garden, no one fell into panic when everyone saw this scene.

Mu Xinghe looked up at the sky, and vaguely felt that there seemed to be a change in a certain area.

It was the induction in his aura.But when he looked again, the sky was as usual.

Mu Xinghe thought for a moment, and already had some guesses.He greeted everyone, told his intentions, and went to find others together.

Mu Xinghe vaguely became the leader of the action here. After all, even people like Yu Huan followed him silently, and his attitude was very friendly, making almost no demands on them, and did not arouse their resentment.Moreover, Mu Xinghe didn't need others to hand over the masks he had obtained to him. Everyone took what they got and kept it by themselves, leaving them a way out and dispelling their doubts.

In fact, the more people there are, the easier it is to persuade.At first, Yu Huan felt that the situation was not right, so he took the initiative to communicate with him, and then some of them were violently persuaded by him. However, when there were too many people, even Mu Xinghe's favorite force coercion and verbal intimidation were useless. up.

Few of the people who can come here are idiots, and they more or less guessed the weirdness.What they are most afraid of is that others will use this known information to deceive them, taking away their tokens while they are not prepared to take their lives.However, the more people there are, the more they can understand that this benefit cannot be shared equally. It is impossible to form an alliance just for the mask, and it is far more difficult to deceive each other than to kill them one by one.

What's more, they were deceived by Zhou Si because they were confident and ambitious. How could a person with self-confidence and ambition be willing to be the prey of others?

You can't even die!

What's more, it's far from the point where we can talk about death. They have come to where they are today after they have come to where they are today.

Mu Xinghe and his party walked for a long time before finally realizing something was wrong.

Mu Xinghe's original agreement with Wen Xingze was to return directly when the sky was about to dawn, and meet at the junction of the two forests where they met.

He felt that a long time had passed, but he still couldn't see any change in the sky.

"Turn back," Hua Xiangrong said suddenly when he was pondering, she still had a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes, "If what you said just now is true, then the day will not be bright Woke up."

Hua Xiangrong thought for a while, and added: "Before all the winners and losers are decided."

Mu Xinghe raised his head, it was still a starless and moonless night, as if the dawn would never come.

The longer the time dragged on, the more variables there would be. This was the overall situation, and he knew it.However, he hasn't seen Zhong Zijin's figure yet—hope Wen Xingze can see him.

Where the woods meet the woods.

Wen Xingze was already waiting for Mu Xinghe.His eyes lit up when he saw Mu Xinghe, but then quickly dimmed.

A bell rang.

The man turned his head slightly, dressed in gray and white.

The trees are full of shadows.

"'Suzaku' is dead?" He lowered his head and smiled slightly, "No... probably not yet."

The life and death of his companion did not make him emotionally disturbed, perhaps because he understood that as soon as he received this message, everyone else would be more vigilant, or perhaps because he was confident that any situation could be dealt with by him.

He didn't lose his mind for too long, and turned around again.

There was blood on the ground.

The bloodstains came from a swordsman.

The young sword cultivator in black was covered with wounds, but he never let go of the sword. His eyes were like a small beast in a desperate situation, enduring the pain and burning with flames.

Extraordinarily beautiful.

The author has something to say:

Actually, I wanted to update it yesterday!But I found that not many people miss me ╭(╯^╰)╮Yesterday was Onmyoji draw day, did the friends who are still playing Onmyoji draw cards?Did you enjoy the harvest?

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