Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Fang Mo, on the other hand, slowly closed his eyes, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

He could feel a stream of intense gray energy pouring into his body one after another, and the immortal blood lotus in his dantian was also spinning at a high speed, emitting a hint of joyful emotion.

At the same time, Fang Mo's body was gradually shrouded in a cloud of blood mist, which was very strange.

In the blood mist, Wan'er nestled in Fang Mo's arms, looking at the surrounding blood mist with surprise on her small face, a little at a loss.

But in the next second, her eyes opened sharply, as if she had sensed something, she opened her rosy lips, and gulped down the blood mist emitted by Fang Mo.

In the distance, Wu Mo and the others looked at the giant octopus that was constantly moaning and struggling, and remained silent.

"Tsk tsk, playing with tentacles in front of the Lord, I really don't know how to live or die..."

Yuchitu smacked his lips with a strange expression.

The horrific scene in Xingxia Mountain's secret realm back then is still vivid in my mind.

"Well, that makes sense."

Wu Mo and Yaotong next to them nodded in agreement.

Yue Beikang didn't listen to the words of the three of them. At this moment, he stared blankly at the roaring giant octopus without saying a word.

Even the Misty Demon King in the Yuan King Realm is no match for that guy...

Use the ninth level of the Yuan master realm to challenge the second-level demon king of the Yuan king realm, and win!

This... This is simply a fantasy!

This is a big step...

Damn, who the hell is this guy?

Could it be the same monster as those three guys?

Three vague figures appeared in Yue Beikang's mind, they were the most powerful existence among the true disciples of Blood Soul Hall.

They are also the three monsters who have been recognized as the most talented in the blood soul palace for thousands of years!

Thinking of this, Yue Beikuang looked at Fang Mo's eyes and his eyes changed.

On the other side, the struggling range of the giant octopus gradually decreased, and its size more than doubled. The purple skin also became dull, and large black spots began to appear.

After half a stick of incense, the giant octopus turned into a large pool of carrion, emitting bursts of pungent stench.

At the same time, the blood mist on Fang Mo's body gradually dissipated, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The scarlet in the eyes flashed away.

Looking at Wan'er who was still gulping down the blood mist in his arms, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Mo's mouth.

In the rosy mouth, the pink tongue is looming.

The next moment, Fang Mo raised his finger.

It still feels familiar.

Startled, Wan'er opened her eyes suddenly, and when she met Fang Mo's gaze, her heart was filled with joy.

She also blinked her eyes playfully, her movements were gentle, as if she was sucking the nectar of Yulu.

"Quack!"

At this moment, a loud croak sounded above everyone's heads, like thunder.

Everyone's complexion changed, and they hurriedly looked up.

I saw a huge black shadow falling from the mist above the head and hitting the ground heavily.

Smoke and dust flew up, obscuring sight.

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the cloud of flying dust.

This is another Misty Demon King.

"call…"

A huge scarlet tongue suddenly protruded from the smoke, and rushed towards Fang Mo at a high speed.

The air was buzzing, and a strong wind rose.

Seeing this, Fang Mo looked calm, and he didn't even take his fingers out of Wan'er's mouth.

With a thought, a blood-colored tentacle roared to meet him.

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, the huge scarlet tongue was firmly nailed to the ground by the bloody tentacles, unable to break free.

Dark green and stinky blood dripped continuously from the wound of the giant tongue, and a deep pit was corroded on the ground, but the bloody tentacles were still intact.

At this time, the smoke cleared not far away, revealing the body of the monster.

An incomparably huge black toad, with gray eyes, and fist-sized cancerous tumors all over its body, densely packed, making people feel chills down the spine.

The black toad kept tugging on its giant tongue, trying to retract it, but to no avail.

"Moo!"

At this time, another gray figure stepped out of the mist behind the black toad. It was a wild bull covered in gray scales.

There are two huge terrifying horns on the top of the head, and mist gushes out of the whole body between breaths and breaths, and the gray-white eyes are fixed on Fang Mo, ready to go.

Fang Mo looked at the two fog monster kings in front of him with a calm expression.

One head is at the second level of the Yuan King Realm, and the other is at the third level of the Yuan King Realm.

The two mist demon kings should have been attracted by the roar of the giant octopus.

"I'll spare myself the trouble of finding you one by one."

Fang Mo whispered to himself facing the two mist demon kings.

In the next second, several bloody tentacles twisted and twisted towards the gray bull like a dragon.

"Moo!"

There was a muffled growl from the gray bull, and its hind hooves slammed on the ground.

"Boom..."

The ground began to shake, and several huge cracks spread across the field.

Immediately afterwards, the gray bull slammed into the bloody tentacles like gray lightning.

When they met each other, those bloody tentacles were smashed into blood mist by the pair of huge bull horns.

"kindness…"

Fang Mo frowned, obviously a little surprised.

Looking at the gray bull that continued to run towards him, a cold look flashed in Fang Mo's eyes.

In the next second, the ground under Fang Mo's feet swelled high, extending towards the gray bull.

"Boom..."

Four ferocious blood-colored tentacles suddenly sprang out from the ground, wrapping tightly around the bull's limbs.

However, the huge inertia caused the bull to drag the four blood-colored tentacles forward for a certain distance, and two deep chasms were plowed on the ground.

"Moo!!"

The gray bull roared and swayed frantically to break free from the tentacles, but to no avail.

Countless blood threads extended from the four blood-colored tentacles, sinking into the body of the gray bull, and began to suck the gray energy in its body like a leech.

"Quack!!"

At this time, the black toad tore its giant tongue apart and broke free from the bloody tentacles.

Just when the black toad opened its mouth wide, and was about to give Fang Molai another blow with its giant tongue.

An extremely thick blood-colored tentacle directly penetrated his mouth, penetrating his entire body abruptly.

Dark green blood was scattered like rain, and the surrounding ground was corroded into deep pits, and white mist rose.

After finishing the two Misty Demon Kings, Fang Mo's fingers were still being sucked by Wan'er.

One side is the satisfaction of absorbing gray energy, and the other side is warm and smooth...

Fang Mo couldn't help taking a deep breath, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Chapter 282 Thousand-legged Demon King

Wu Mo and the other three looked calm and accustomed to such a bloody scene mixed with a little sexiness.

Only Yue Bei watched this scene blankly, still immersed in shock.

"Snapped!"

Yue Beikuang covered his face and looked at Yuchitu in a daze.

"What are you looking at, close your eyes for me!" Yuchitu glared fiercely at Yue Beikang.

Yue Beikang hastily closed his eyes in panic.

The dignified inner sect disciple of the Blood Soul Hall has never suffered such humiliation.

Yue Beikuang subconsciously clenched his fists, his heart was filled with monstrous hatred.

After walking out of the misty plain, I must report to the sect and kill them all!

Especially this reckless man who has always been my father, he will definitely make his life worse than death!

Just when Yue Beikuang was secretly hating, Fang Mo on the other side had already absorbed the gray energy.

Seeing Fang Mo slowly pull out his finger, Wan'er licked the corner of his mouth with some insatiable desire.

"Let's go."

Holding Wan'er in his arms, Fang Mo walked towards the depths of the mist with an indifferent expression.

Yue Beikuang looked at the carrion on the ground out of the corner of his eyes, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The kung fu practiced by this guy must not be simple, presumably those old guys in the sect will be very interested.