"Run! Run away!"

Every cell in his body was screaming frantically, urging him to escape from here, from this terrifying purgatory.

But no matter how hard he tried, his body just didn't listen, and his legs were nailed in place as if they were rooted.

A finger appeared in front of him, constantly zooming in and occupying all his field of vision, and an ominous gray light flashed between the fingers. This ominous gray light was death and destruction.

Even the shining stars in the sky are eclipsed by this finger and reduced to the background.

Su Mu was still on the spot one second before, and appeared in front of this spirit cultivator the next second. His right arm was raised to be level with the ground, and his fingertips were pointless. A gray light imperceptible to the naked eye spewed out, penetrating through this spirit cultivator. Repair the forehead.

The body of this spirit who didn't even know his name shook, and he stopped trembling, and the fear in his eyes froze and became dim.

Then his body was like a poor-quality statue made of sand, smashed to the ground from a height of 100 meters, turned into powder, and disappeared without a trace.

All this didn't even pass a second from the beginning to the end, and all traces of this spiritual practitioner who didn't even know his name were completely erased.

At this time, the pronunciation of the word "wish" just fell off, and one of the four fellow spiritual practitioners was missing one person.

Mo Lingxiu's body began to tremble uncontrollably, his face turned pale.

"This power, this power, this power!!"

At this moment, Mo Lingxiu suddenly wanted to kneel down and kowtow for mercy.

He just said casually, how the hell did he provoke a prehistoric giant crocodile? !

"Ant, I am an ant, your mother's!"

"Why did your family teach you such a thing, and you always talk about killing and killing, 屮!"

If there is regret medicine, Lingxiu Mo surnamed would want to take a bottle, and go back to before he knew these scammers, and leave them clean.

Crash.

There was the sound of running water, and there was an unpleasant stench in the air. The fiery female spiritual cultivator was so frightened that she lost control of herself.

Su Mu took a step back in disgust, so as not to step on the yellow liquid flowing everywhere.

Su Mu only targeted the chief culprit, the previous spiritual cultivator offended him recklessly, and death was considered minor.

If it was placed in a different world, if someone dared to use words to offend a strong man at the fate level, not only would he die, but all his immediate family members would be implicated.

All the men were beheaded, and all the women were sent to the Fireworks Goulan to be slaves.

But Su Mu is not interested in doing this kind of thing, he is the only one who offends him, and his family is still out of it.

Of course, if his family members are going to avenge him, then Su Mu doesn't mind erasing all related parties.

He was going to leave a lesson for the three of them, and let them know what it means to say that misfortune comes from the mouth and disease comes from the mouth!

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Canglan Chamber of Commerce!!"

At this time, a group of guards filed in, headed by a tall and fat man.

"Ah, Young Master Mo, Young Master Li, Miss Yang, what's wrong with you!!"

The big fat man rushed to Mo Xingling's cultivation like a rolling ball with his throat hanging, and asked nervously.

Those who didn't know thought the three people here were his children.

The appearance of the big fat man virtually eliminated the cold aura in the air. Of course, this was just a reflection of Su Mu's thought.

Otherwise, this big fat man and the guards who poured in would end up immobilized with the three Lingxiu Mo surnamed.

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