383 Chapter 1 Use everything to the extreme ([-])

The main hall, which was still full of light and shadow just now, has turned into a Shura field.

Mu Jiu stood in the middle of the main hall with a face as deep as water, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura on his body made everyone daunted, and no one even dared to approach him.

Rivers of blood flowed around him, and there was a pile of broken limbs and corpses under his feet. It seemed that there were at least fifty of them. The strong smell of blood made several timid maidservants almost vomit.

Feng Zhuoxi only paused outside for a short while, and within that short moment, Mu Jiu had already torn these enemy attacks into pieces. Not only had she never seen such an ability with her own eyes, it was simply unheard of.

Everyone looked at Mu Jiu in the center with eyes of fear or awe foolishly, but he turned a deaf ear to it, as if there was no one else in the world.

Peng Sangluo felt a little guilty. He was one of the first group of people to fight the world with His Majesty the Demon King. He started as a personal orderly and now is the commander of the Guard Battalion. He has been by Mu Jiu's side all the time.

Except when we first met, he didn't know how many years he hadn't seen such a murderous look on Mu Jiu's face.

Even if the real Shura came out, I'm afraid it would not be more frightening than the current Mu Jiu.

Peng Sangluo knew that something must have happened to Mu Jiu, and he really wanted to go up to greet him, but the aura on Mu Jiu's body was too frightening, even if he didn't reveal a little bit of magic power, he didn't dare to take a step forward .

He cast his eyes for help to Feng Zhuoxi who just came in. If there is something wrong with His Majesty the Demon King, then the only reason for this must be Feng Zhuoxi.

When Feng Zhuoxi received Peng Sangluo's pleading gaze for help, her heart suddenly seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and she panicked.

"Mu Jiu." Feng Zhuoxi leaned towards Mu Jiu, walking over step by step.

Mu Jiu was still expressionless, but as Feng Zhuoxi approached, the evil spirit on her body dissipated little by little, as if she was afraid of hurting her.

Feng Zhuoxi noticed that Mu Jiu was restraining her evil aura little by little, but felt her heart became more congested, her throat started to dry out, and she could hardly speak.

"Mu Jiu." She shouted again, her voice hoarse to the extreme, even if she didn't put on a disguise, no one would be able to recognize that it was her original voice.

Mu Jiu turned his head to look at her, his pupils began to gather little by little, as if his sanity had returned to him.

"Heh, you're here. I'm sorry, I was too quick to hold back just now. I should have saved a few for you." Mu Jiu looked at the horrific scene around him, seemingly not paying attention.

"It doesn't matter, whoever solves it is the same. Do you know where they came from?" Feng Zhuoxi tried to guide the topic in a normal direction.

Mu Jiu glanced coldly at Peng Sangluo, Peng Sangluo shuddered, and hurried over and said, "I don't know who it is yet, we were about to leave the main hall when we saw this group of people sneaking in quietly. There wasn't even a sound beforehand."

This time Feng Zhuoxi frowned, Peng Sangluo's cultivation was almost comparable to her and Baili Yuezhu's, even he didn't notice, who is so powerful?

What's more, there is also Bai Qi in the main hall, Bai Qi has always been the most vigilant, didn't even he feel it?

What kind of enemy attack is so powerful?Feng Zhuoxi couldn't help looking at Baiqi.

(End of this chapter)

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