Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

A monster of the fourth level of Yuanshi Realm was stomped on the head by the giant demon boy.

As for the evil corpse, the ground around it was piled up with flesh and blood foam, and the remaining four mist monsters were all torn to pieces by it.

"Aww..."

Sha Zhe roared towards the sky in the victor's posture, and then returned to Fang Mo in a desperate manner, looking at Fang Mo eagerly.

In the gray eyeballs, there was a look of asking for credit.

Fang Mo ignored the evil corpse, but looked at the broken flesh and blood of those misty monsters in the distance, and remained silent.

Immortal?

They were all torn to pieces by the evil corpses, how could they survive?

"Master Blood Lord, let's get out of here quickly, these misty monsters can't be killed, they will be resurrected soon!"

At this moment, Yue Beikuang spoke out suddenly, with a trace of anxiety in his tone.

Fang Mo acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and still stared intently at the minced meat of those monster beasts.

He wanted to know how these misty monsters could be revived.

"Well, I have been hammered like this by Lao Tzu, how can I be resurrected?"

Yuchitu kicked the puddle of meat mud on the ground, and said seriously.

At this moment, traces of gray gas condensed in the piles of flesh and blood, exuding a strange aura.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood began to squirm and gather together, as if consciously.

"Oh, what the hell!!"

Yuchitu exclaimed, and hurried away from the flesh and blood.

And this weird scene also changed the expressions of everyone present.

"This…"

Even Wu Mo, who is an alchemist, frowned and his eyes were full of shock.

As an alchemist, he was well-informed, and there were many pills that could make people grow bones and bring them back to life.

But have you ever seen such a horrifying scene where the flesh can be shattered into dregs and resurrected...

Fang Mo stared at the squirming flesh and blood, his pupils shrank sharply.

This situation is indeed weird.

However, the strange aura emanating from the gray air gave Fang Mo a sense of familiarity.

Dead silence, desolation, and an indescribable...

"Master Blood Lord, let's go, these misty monsters cannot be killed, they can only consume our energy continuously, and may even attract more fog monsters!"

Yue Beikang looked at Fang Mo anxiously.

He has a deep understanding of the horror of the misty plain.

These are just some misty monsters from the Yuan Master Realm, but before, when they and their group passed through the misty plain, they encountered the Misty Monster King from the Yuan King Realm!

That is a horror, despair!

But at this moment, Fang Mo's pupils trembled violently, staring at the seven squirming lumps of flesh and blood with scorching eyes.

Just now, the immortal blood lotus in the dantian, which had not moved for a long time, suddenly turned, conveying a hint of desire to him.

Immortal Blood Lotus is very interested in the gray energy in the seven groups of flesh and blood!

"Could it be..."

Fang Mo pushed Wan'er away from his arms, and slowly walked towards the squirming lumps of flesh and blood with his eyes bare.

"Master Blood Lord, you can't go there!"

Yue Beikuang looked at Fang Mo with eyes full of horror, and stopped him.

Not only did not leave quickly, but also approached actively, what kind of operation is this?

Yue Beikang was a little confused.

"Shut up! Your lord has deep meaning."

Wu Mo glanced at Yue Beikang, and said coldly.

"... "

Yue Beikang's face turned pale, and he quickly shut his mouth.

Wan'er, Yuchitu and Yaotong at the side all looked at Fang Mo quietly with calm expressions.

In their hearts, Fang Mo is the supreme belief, an omnipotent existence.

Everything has its meaning.

At this time, the seven groups of squirming flesh and blood seemed to have sensed something, and the speed of condensing flesh and blood was obviously accelerating.

Fang Mo walked to the lump of flesh and blood, slowly raised his right arm, and slightly opened his fingers towards the lump of flesh and blood.

"Om..."

The space is distorted and the mist billows.

A bloody vortex emerged in his palm.

At the same time, everyone present felt an invisible terrifying aura, which made people shudder.

Immediately afterwards, the bloody vortex began to rotate slowly, and a strong suction came from within, and the surrounding mist was continuously swallowed.

And the gray gas in the mass of flesh and blood kept rising, pouring into the bloody vortex.

After a while, the gray gas was completely absorbed, and the mass of flesh and blood on the ground also stopped wriggling, turning into a mass of disgusting carrion.

"call…"

Fang Mo let out a breath, with a hint of joy on his face.

Sure enough, these strange gray gas can also be absorbed, and the effect is excellent.

The strange gray energy produced by a misty monster at the fifth level of the Yuanshi Realm is comparable to the blood and energy of several monks at the ninth level of the Yuanshi Realm!

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Mo absorbed the remaining lumps of flesh and blood one by one.

Not long after, those squirming flesh and blood turned into piles of disgusting carrion.

"This... how is this possible?!"

Yue Beikuang opened his eyes fiercely, looking at the piles of carrion that were not moving, with an expression of disbelief.

Was the misty monster really killed?

how can that be!

Misty monsters are immortal, infinitely resurrected, and everyone in the entire Tianbei Territory knows it.

No one can really kill the mist monster!

But how to explain everything in front of you?

What is the origin of this... this guy? !

At this time, Yue Beikuang was really afraid of Fang Mo from the bottom of his heart.

He actually started to worry that once Fang Mo walked out of the misty plain, it would be a disaster for the Tianbei Territory...

Thinking of this, Yue Beikang hurriedly extinguished this unrealistic thought deep in his mind.

No matter how evil this guy is, he is only at the beginning of the Yuan King Realm.

Not to mention innumerable Yuan King Realms in the entire Tianbei Territory, there are too many of them, not to mention the strong Yuanjun and Yuanzun above.

Wan'er on the side, Wu Mo and others were not surprised, as if they were used to it.

"Wu Mo."

"Subordinates are here!"

Hearing Fang Mo calling him, Wu Mo hurriedly bowed.

"Extinguish the ghost fragrance."

Fang Mo said lightly.

"Yes!"

"No! You can't kill it!!"

Wu Mo ignored Yue Beikang's frightened pleading, and directly extinguished the Youhun Incense in his hand.

"It's over..."

Yue Beikang fell to the ground, looking at the extinct Youhun incense, his face was ashen.

"Do you know the consequences of killing the ghost incense? It means that we will encounter countless misty monsters..."

"Do you think there is only the Yuan Master Realm here? You are wrong! There is also the Misty Demon King of the Yuan King Realm here! You are looking for your own death!!"

At this moment, Yue Beikang couldn't care less about anything else, and roared loudly at Fang Mo.

In Yue Beikuang's view, they were all dead, including himself.

"Oh!"

Yuchitu kicked heavily on Yue Beikang's body. The severe pain made the latter curl up extremely, and blood gushed from his mouth.

"If you continue to disrespect the Lord, I will hammer you into a pile of meat now! Haha!"

Yuchitu spat a mouthful of sticky phlegm on Yue Beikang's face.

"Cough cough...cough cough!"

It would be fine if he was an ordinary person, but with Yuchitu's body type, a mouthful of sticky phlegm directly covered Yue Beikang's face, causing the latter to almost suffocate.

Chapter 280 Giant Octopus?

"Let's go."