Shura God Emperor

The Huayu Realm was already a realm that could fly, and Mu Lingxiong and Mu Zhong flew towards the swamp land of Shenmu Valley.

On the roof of the Duanmu family mansion, Duanmu Song, Duanmu Chess, Duanmu Xianglin and other high-level elders of Duanmu family stopped to watch.

After the two figures came out of the courtyard of Duanmu's house, they immediately swept toward the north, and their bodies were full of vitality and spiritual energy.

"They really set off." Duanmu Xianglin exclaimed.

"This kid should have gone to the swampland to the north early in the morning. How did he do it." Duanmu Donglu was also taken aback.

And there is only Duanmu chess, which maintains a state of relative cognition to Xiao Yu's supernatural ability.

This so-called relative cognition, of course, is just the so-called cognition that knows that Xiao Yu possesses various secret techniques.

Duan Musong's eyes flickered slightly, and said: "Mu Lingxiong and Mu Zhong are not stupid, they must also know our intentions."

"But they acted alone and didn't disturb the people on both sides." Duanmu Xianglin seemed a little worried.

This shows what?

It shows that Mu Lingxiong and Muzhong are not worried about the danger of this trip!

And this time, someone was definitely killed or injured!

"Aqi, what do you think?" Duan Musong asked.

Everyone looked at Duanmuqi. The latter was silent for a while, then shook his head, his eyes became firm.

"Since he said there is a way, all we can do now is to trust him."

Yes, besides trusting him, what else can they do?

In love, they have nothing to do with Xiao Yu, and there is no love.

In Li, Mu Lingxiong and Muzhong are still their own from a certain point of view. Do they have a reason to help an outsider?

Now it's just the Mu family being aggressive, and the Duanmu family will use Xiao Yu's hand to kill chickens and monkeys, or to get rid of some malignant tumors.

After all, the Mu family has no affection for their Duanmu family!

In that case, why should they be kind.

"Wait, I hope there will be results before dawn." Duan Musong said relatively calmly.

Everyone is silent by default.

In fact, they also know that, from a certain perspective, they have a gamble in it.

They seem to place certain hopes on a young man they never know each other.

And everything about this young man came out of Duanmuqi's mouth.

However, isn't the road of cultivation a kind of gambling?

The road to change fate against the sky is full of thorns and bumps. Every good fortune is a gamble.

...

Xiao Yu was already waiting in the swamp forest north of Shenmu Valley.

When Xiao Yu came here, he discovered that it was still a poisonous swamp.

At this time, in the night, the moonlight poured down, making the dark green poisonous gas more gloomy and terrifying.

If it were an ordinary person, poison gas might invade the human body and corrode the internal organs, but Xiao Yu was different.

Mo Suhe is also a spiritual poison master, and his knowledge of poison is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Therefore, some methods of holding breath, or methods of refining common poisons, he is simply familiar with them.

"Under the ground..."

Xiao Yu hadn't been admitted to the Poison Swamp, but he had sensed that there was a sleeping creature under the swamp.

However, this creature has a deep depth from the ground, and its breath is extremely weak.

"It's really God's help, or maybe I can use it." Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, a voice sounded--

"Boy, take your life!"

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