Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

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There was an imperceptible sinister smile on the corner of Yue Beikuang's mouth.

"Snapped!"

Yue Beikuang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Hurry up and let me catch up, you're courting death!"

Yuchitu's rich voice rang in Yue Beikang's ears.

Yue Beikang had no choice but to quickly follow up, and the hatred in his heart was even stronger.

...

January time, fleeting.

In the depths of the misty plain, Fang Mo looked indifferently at Yuchitu who was fighting fiercely not far away, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

After a month of fighting and tempering, Yuchitu has already broken through the fourth level of the Yuan master realm, and now he can completely resist the attack of the ninth level of the Yuan master realm with his body, which makes Fang Mo very satisfied.

And the demon boy also broke through the third level of the Yuanshi Realm, and after being transformed into a giant, he can forcibly overwhelm the attack of the fifth level of the Yuanshi Realm.

However, Fang Mo also saw the drawbacks of the technique of giant transformation. After the time of giant transformation, the caster will fall into weakness for a period of time, which is extremely fatal.

Fang Mo intends to have a chance to change the skills of the demon boy, after all, he is a subordinate who followed him out of the cage, so one should not treat one more favorably than another.

In the past month, several people hunted and killed hundreds of misty monsters. Except for the two fog monster kings, the rest are all Yuanshi realm fog monsters.

With so many monsters in the Yuanshi Realm, it's no wonder that this place is called the "Plain of Death".

But for Fang Mo, no amount of monsters in Yuanshi Realm is meaningful.

Fang Mo also became more and more curious about the Wanhua Blood Code he cultivated, what kind of skill is this.

Not only can it absorb blood and vitality, it can even absorb the weird gray energy in this misty plain.

Is it really the legendary deserted step?

Of course, no one could answer this question for him.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo lowered his head, and took a greedy breath from Wan'er's delicate white neck.

A scent of virginity came out, refreshing.

In the past few days, he has become a little obsessed with this wonderful smell.

On the other hand, Wan'er raised her snow-white neck high, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and she let Fang Mo do whatever she wanted.

Seeing this, Yue Beikang hurriedly turned his head and looked elsewhere.

"My lord, the monster is gone."

Yuchitu came to Fang Mo in stride, and said in a low voice.

"kindness."

Fang Mo slowly raised his head, and responded slowly.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the ground under everyone's feet began to shake violently, as if some giant was constantly approaching.

Everyone's complexion changed, and they looked around vigilantly.

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

The magnitude of the vibration became larger and larger, and several huge cracks opened on the ground, extending out from the mist.

Finally, a huge black shadow appeared in the tumbling mist.

"This... is this... a millipede?"

Yue Beikang looked at the tens of feet tall behemoth in front of him, and swallowed hard.

The thousand-legged centipede in front of him had a hard shell that was shiny black and shone with a cold light. A pair of huge eyes stared at everyone, cold and ruthless.

There is also that pair of huge black giant tongs, which open and close from time to time, which makes people tremble with fear.

Yuchitu, Wu Mo and Yaotong also changed their faces, breaking out in cold sweat.

Fang Mo gently pushed Wan'er away from his arms, and stared closely at the terrifying centipede in front of him, his expression became unusually dignified.

This thousand-legged centipede exudes the terrifying aura of the fifth level of the Yuan King Realm, and its single head is comparable to the giant octopus before. One can imagine how huge the body behind the mist is.

Fang Mo guessed that the body of this thousand-legged demon king should have exceeded a hundred feet!

The most important thing is that Fang Mo felt a little uneasiness in his heart, and the source of that uneasiness was the thousand-legged demon king in front of him.

"Hmph, let me try how strong the fifth level of the Yuan King Realm is!"

Cold words resounded from Fang Mo's mouth, and then several ferocious blood-colored tentacles roared out, rushing towards the thousand-legged demon king.

The wind was everywhere, and the fog was billowing.

"hiss…"

The thousand-legged demon king screamed, and the next moment, the giant pincers in his mouth bit off all the bloody tentacles, turning them into bloody aura.

The thousand-legged demon king didn't stop, he opened his giant pincers and rushed towards Fang Mo.

A foul smell rushed towards his face, Fang Mo frowned slightly, and snorted coldly.

The next moment, hundreds of blood-colored tentacles soared into the sky, drowning the thousand-legged demon king.

Immediately afterwards, countless bloody tentacles sprang out from the ground, wrapping around its huge body.

"Oh!"

"Bang bang!"

One after another, the bloody tentacles were cut off by the giant pincers and turned into blood mist.

Fang Mo stared at the Thousand-legged Demon King with a gloomy expression.

Those bloody tentacles couldn't break through the hard shell of the thousand-legged demon king at all, and couldn't absorb the gray energy.

"Boom..."

The thousand-legged demon king twisted his huge monster body, and the mist surged like an earthquake.

Those bloody tentacles wrapped around its body were all shaken into blood mist and dissipated.

"Damn!"

Fang Mo's complexion changed drastically, and he cursed secretly.

Immediately afterwards, countless bloody tentacles rushed towards the thousand-legged demon king.

"Come on!"

Fang Mo turned his head and yelled at the crowd, then hugged Wan'er and fled away in a ray of blood.

Everyone's complexion was pale, and they hurriedly used their Yuanli with all their strength, and followed them away.

"hiss…"

An ear-piercing sharp sound came from behind, the ground trembled, and the thousand-legged demon king came after him, but those bloody tentacles didn't delay for long.

Everyone was pale, and the movement behind them was getting closer.

"Yichitu, throw Yue Beikang out!" Fang Mo said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Yuchi Tu responded, and raised his hand to pick up Yue Beikuang on his back.

"You can't do this! Please don't leave me behind!"

"Blood...Master Blood Lord, you promised me that you would not kill me!"

Yue Beikuang was full of panic, begging for mercy incoherently.

Fang Mo seemed to have never heard of it.

"Get out of my way!"

Yuchitu ignored Yue Beikang's pleas, and threw him into the fog behind him.

"Do not!!"

Chapter 283 Little Blood Injured

The screams stopped abruptly, and the fog behind them billowed.

Fang Mo and the others did not stop at all, they fled frantically in the mist.

Perhaps because of the terrifying power of the thousand-legged demon king, the few people did not encounter a fog monster in the places they passed.

"Swish..."

The sound from behind was getting closer and closer, and Yuchitu who was running at the back was pale, and he could almost smell the stench exhaled from the mouth of the thousand-legged demon king.

"Wu Mo, light the ghost incense!"

Fang Mo's face was gloomy, and he gave a low drink.

"Yes!"

Wu Mo hurriedly took out the ghost incense and lit it.

But in the current situation, You Hun Xiang is obviously useless, and the thousand-legged demon king is about to catch up with a few people.

At this critical moment, Fang Mo raised his wrist and threw Xiaoxue backwards.

"Stop it!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiaoxue's python body swelled against the wind, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a hundred-foot-long giant python, straddling behind several people.

The wind is everywhere, and the clouds and mists are churning.

"Shout!"

The little blood python opened its mouth wide and let out a roar towards the mist behind it.

Sensing Xiaoxue's existence, the Thousand-legged Demon King slowly emerged from the mist, his eyes fixed on Xiaoxue.