stunned!Lu Shao's little Jiaojiao is actually a master of metaphysics

"I have no grievances or enmities with the people of your protoss, why do you spoil my good deeds?" Hei Wu's attitude eased a lot.

However, Xia Mian didn't have any favorable impression of the other party because of the change in the other party's attitude.

"Your good deeds are at the cost of human life. You dead cultivators shouldn't exist in this world!" Xia Mian said these words slowly with her lips tensed.

Hei Wu's face was gloomy, and thick anger rolled in the eye holes filled with black mist.

Although he is afraid of the Protoss, it doesn't mean that he is afraid of the Protoss.

Especially now, people from the Protoss actually ride on his neck and shit, which is a shame!
Hei Wu's face was gloomy, and he stared at Xia Mian. During the time when Xia Mian broke his formation, he had been chasing after Xia Mian's breath.

But it's a pity that his morality is quite different from Xia Mian's.

Therefore, every time he arrived at the formation he had set up, Xia Mian had already "retired with success".

Now it's hard to meet Xia Mian face to face, but because of the identity of the other party, he is restrained.

"The Protoss have always been arrogant and arrogant. I didn't expect that they have become so arrogant. There are hundreds of schools of Taoism, each with its own way of cultivation. I have not endangered the world of Taoism, and I have never harmed the interests of your Protoss. If your Protoss If you want to jump out and be some kind of savior, then don't blame me for not giving you protoss face!" Hei Wu said in a calm voice, saying every word.

Xia Mian sneered, "We Protoss need your face? What are you!"

Xia Mian really disdains to make friends with such things as death cultivators.

The black mist was steaming, and the old man hiding behind the black mist seemed a little annoyed, "Hehe, are you protoss very noble?"

"Today, let me see whether you are the protoss or our death cultivators are better!" Hei Wu said, and suddenly waved a black mist towards Xia Mian.

The black mist was filled with a strong rancid smell.

Xia Mian frowned, took two steps back, quickly formed seals with both hands, and directly dispersed the black mist.

The black mist kept rolling in mid-air, revealing an old man's face in the black mist, his dark eyes were staring at Xia Mian, as if he wanted to stare at Xia Mian's body for a few holes.

Lu Zechuan hated the look in the eyes of the old man Heiwu, so he directly attacked him.

The old man Heiwu was caught off guard and was almost exposed.

His eyes fell on Lu Zechuan immediately, and the old man Heiwu's eyes became a little more fearful, "Mu clan."

Isn't the Mu clan already extinct?

Why is another one popping up now?
Sixiu in the black mist looked at Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan with even more fear.

A protoss had already made him use the mouse, and now there is another wood clan.

Who doesn't know that the Mu clan back then was the largest clan in the Taoist world, and even the current Protoss clan is a little bit worse than the original Mu clan.

Moreover, the reason why the Mu clan was exterminated in the first place is said to be related to the god clan.

These two races should be endless rivals, how can people of the two races get together now?
There are many things that Hei Mist can't figure out.

Xia Mian didn't give him time to think about it, when Lu Zechuan's attack fell, her attack followed immediately.

The attacks of the God Clan and the Wood Clan are very fierce, and if one is not careful, the end will be lost.

Hei Wu didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, and raised his heart to his throat. If he had known that the other party was so powerful, he probably wouldn't be so angry and come to the other party to argue.

But now, even if he wanted to leave, it was not easy.

However, fortunately, he is not fighting alone, and he is not the only dead cultivator who benefits from the Qisha Beidou formation.

Thinking like this, Hei Wu has already started to use the secret technique in the death repair to summon his companions!
As long as there are enough people coming from my side, beheading these two people here and erasing the traces, who would know that they killed these two people?

Not long after Hei Wu sent out the news, many dead cultivators rushed over one after another.

It's not because of the strength of the black mist's appeal, but because the seven evil formations were broken, their cultivation was also interrupted, and they were all desperate, wanting to find out the person who destroyed their formation, and then dismember them piece!
The corridors of the hospital were already filled with black mist.

Hidden in the black mist are all these dead cultivators who are ignorant of other people's lives.

Xia Mian's face became more and more solemn. Originally, she thought that the person behind the formation of the seven evil spirits was fighting alone, but she didn't expect it to be a gang!
Is this taking the lives of people in this world as a stepping stone to improve their cultivation? !

There are thousands of ways of cultivation in this world, and these cultivation ways of death cultivation are the most brutal and inhuman.

"Bad, are they the ones who broke our formation?" Among the new dead cultivators, someone asked the former old dead cultivator in a low voice.

The old man Sixiu Tuba said with a hint of gloom in his voice, "That's right, it's them."

As for the identity of the other party, Bald Ba didn't say anything.

Although his companions were not as good as him in cultivation, they were all quick-witted. If they knew that the opponent was from the God Clan and the Mu Clan, they might flatter him or even stab him in the back.

"Then why be polite to them! Kill them and let them become the nourishment for our cultivation!" The new dead cultivators shouted in the black mist.

As these people shouted, the black mist became thicker, almost filling the entire corridor.

The smile in Xia Mian's eyes became colder, "You really dare to think about it!"

Want them to feed these dead cultivators?

Hehe, in the next life, in the next life, it will be impossible!
After Xia Mian said these words, she moved her fingers lightly, and following her movements, a red firework danced at her fingertips.

The scorching heat radiated from the red fireworks, as if even the air could be evaporated.

The dead cultivators around finally realized that they had encountered a stubble, almost subconsciously, and all the black mist shrank back.

"Baldy, these two people are not easy!" the new dead cultivator said pointedly.

Bald Ba sneered, "It's easy, can we break our Qisha Formation?"

Mentioning that the seven evil formations were broken, all the dead cultivators were once again provoked into anger.

They created this seven evil spirit array in order to have a steady stream of death and resentment to cultivate.

But now, the formation is incomplete, unable to gather death and evil spirits, and the resources for their cultivation will be cut off from then on!

This is really more uncomfortable than killing them!

It doesn't matter who the other party is, if they destroy their cultivation resources, no matter who they are, they must die!
The black mist gathered again, gradually approaching Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan.

The thick dead air in the black mist seems to be able to suck people's life.

Xia Mian lightly flicked her fingertips, and the jumping flames flew away and flew towards the black mist.

Lu Zechuan gently turned the micro landscape on his wrist, and the little tree demon jumped out eagerly.