Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"Pfft..."

Watching this scene, the demon boy couldn't help laughing.

The next second, Yuchitu slapped the demon boy staggeringly.

"you!"

"I want to beat you up and talk to me."

Yuchitu looked at the demon boy provocatively.

The demon boy took a deep breath, and he endured it.

At this moment, Wu Mo glanced at Yue Beikang on the ground, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

At this time, Yue Beikang's face was completely deformed and swollen into a ball.

The next moment, a black pill appeared in Wu Mo's hand, and he stuffed it into Yue Beikang's mouth.

After counting interest.

"Cough cough..."

Yue Beikuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and slowly opened his eyes.

"I beg of you...let go of the nest..."

Chapter 277

Yue Beikang's voice was full of grief.

As an elite disciple of the inner sect of Blood Soul Hall, he had never been tortured like this before.

"Don't cry, shut up for me!"

Yuchitu glared fiercely at the collapsed Yue Beikang.

"Well…"

Yue Beikang trembled all over, and abruptly stopped crying.

"This seat promises you, as long as you pass through this foggy plain to reach the outside world, I will let you go."

At this moment, Fang Mo glanced at the miserable Yue Beikang, and said calmly.

"This... is this true?!"

Yue Beikuang seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, his eyes showed a strong desire to survive.

"Dare to question the Lord?! Court death!"

Yuchitu stepped heavily on Yue Beikang's leg, and the sound of bones breaking instantly resounded.

"what!!"

Yue Bei's face was twisted in pain, his veins were bulging, but his eyes were fixed on Fang Mo, as if he was waiting for something.

"You don't have any right to choose, do you?" Fang Mo said slowly.

"Okay, let's go."

Before Yue Beikuang could speak, Fang Mo hugged Wan'er beside him into his arms, and then walked towards the mist.

Seeing this, Wu Mo and others hurried to follow.

"and many more!"

Yue Beikang suddenly called out to stop everyone.

"kindness?"

Fang Mo frowned.

"First... light the ghost incense first, so as not to encounter misty monsters when you go in."

Yue Beikuang said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Fang Mo's face showed a hint of bewilderment, and he gestured towards Wu Mo.

Immediately afterwards, a ghost incense stick as thick as a thumb appeared in Wu Mo's hand and was ignited by it.

A curl of smoke rose, and everyone smelled a faint fragrance.

Fang Mo didn't hesitate, and led everyone into the fog.

...

As soon as he entered the mist, Fang Mo's brows were furrowed with a solemn expression.

Entering a gray world, the visibility is less than ten meters, the ground is overgrown with weeds, and bones can be seen everywhere, which makes people shudder.

The most important thing is that Fang Mo's cultivation of the Yuan King Realm has been suppressed here, and he has become the ninth level of the Yuan Master Realm, and his mind and perception are restricted in all aspects.

Wan'er leaned obediently in Fang Mo's arms, staring at her surroundings with her big curious eyes.

Fang Mo gently rubbed Wan'er's tender face with his hands, and turned to look at the people behind him.

Fang Mo's expression was calm when he saw that everyone's cultivation hadn't changed at all.

Sure enough, this misty plain only suppresses the realm above the Yuanshi realm.

Everyone looked solemn, even Yuchitu, who had always been reckless, looked around vigilantly.

"My lord, these fogs are too weird, and mental perception is useless at all."

Wu Mo said in a deep voice.

He used his mind to perceive the surroundings just now, but when he came into contact with the mist, he was blocked by a mysterious force and couldn't detect it at all.

Fang Mo nodded, did not speak, but turned his gaze to Yue Beikang.

"Don't look at me, this is a normal phenomenon in the misty plain, as I said before..." Yue Beikuang said seriously.

Fang Mo didn't pay attention to Yue Beikang's words, but looked closely at the back of the crowd, and the direction they came from was also shrouded in thick fog.

"Don't look at it, even if we turn around and go back the same way, we won't be able to get out."

Yue Beikang saw Fang Mo's doubts and said.

Hearing this, Wu Mo, Yuchitu and Yaotong all changed their expressions.

"what happened?"

Fang Mo looked at Yue Beikang with cold eyes, and there was a murderous intent in his calm voice.

Yue Beikuang's heart trembled, his hairs stood on end, and he quickly explained:

"No... I didn't do it. This is the weirdness of the misty plain. As long as you step here, unless you have the correct direction, you will be lost in this misty plain forever."

Hearing this, Fang Mo looked around. Under the thick fog, he really couldn't tell what was east, west, north, south.

"Then how did you confirm the direction?" Fang Mo looked at Yue Beikang expressionlessly.

"I...we use the astrolabe to guide the direction..."

"Astrolabe..."

Fang Mo whispered, but his face became extremely ugly.

He had never heard of an astrolabe, and he also left the storage rings of Yue Beikuang and others in the Blood Temple.

In other words, they are unable to confirm their direction in the misty plain now, and the consequences can be imagined...

Thinking of this, Fang Mo's face sank like water, and he grabbed Yue Beikang by the throat.

"Why didn't you say that before?"

The deep voice was full of bloodthirsty.

"Ho...ho..."

Yue Beikang's face turned red, and the strong suffocation made his eyes full of fear.

"Ho...I...ho...I have..."

Seeing Fang Mo's hand tightening continuously, Yue Beikuang squeezed out a few words from his throat with difficulty.

Hearing this, Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly let go of his hand.

"Cough...cough cough!"

Yue Bei slumped and sat on the ground, breathing in the air heavily, his face full of the aftermath of a catastrophe.

Sensing Fang Mo's cold gaze, Yue Beikang groped through his clothes with his only remaining hand, and took out a golden compass the size of a palm.

"This... this is the fixed astrolabe..."

Trembling, Yue Bei handed the golden compass to Fang Mo.

Fang Mo took the astrolabe with a blank expression on his face. On it were some complicated and complicated runes, and the one in the middle was the image of seven stars.

"Follow the direction given by Qixing Lianzhu, and you will be able to get out of this foggy plain..."

Yue Beikang said cautiously from the side.

"Oh!"

In the next second, Yue Beikuang was directly knocked to the ground by a bloody tentacle, spitting out blood.

"Next time, I will make your life worse than death."

Fang Mo looked at Yue Beikang with cold eyes, and his voice had no warmth.

It was obvious that Yue Beikuang had played a scheming game before. Instead of telling about the Ding Astrolabe, he hid the Ding Astrolabe.

Fortunately, I brought Yue Beikang with me, otherwise I'm afraid I would get lost in this misty plain.

"I...I dare not, there will be no next time..."

Yue Beikuang kowtowed to Fang Mo, trembling all over.

He did deliberately conceal the matter of the astrolabe before, but he did not expect that Fang Mo would bring himself with him when he entered the misty plain.

And just outside the misty plain, he didn't think of it for a while...

At this time, Wu Mo, Yuchitu, and Yaotong also understood, and they all looked at Yue Beikang with gloomy eyes.