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Chapter 117

After a blaze of incense.

Yi Shui'er appeared in front of Fang Mo with a calm face, holding Chu Yunjun's head in her hand.

She glanced at the respectful Wei Chitu on the side, and although her expression was a little surprised, she obediently did not ask more.

Fang Mo looked at the head of Chu Yunjun who was angry in Yi Shui'er's hand, and said lightly: "Did he ask for help?"

"Master, he didn't have time to call for help."

Yi Shui'er handed Fang Mo a black jade talisman.

Looking at the black jade talisman in his hand, the corners of Fang Mo's mouth raised slightly.

"Click..."

....

A few days later.

An imposing bone boat stopped outside the Black Leaf Forest.

Five figures walked down, led by the slightly chubby Elder Jia Lun, and the few people behind were deacons of the Yuan Realm Duo.

At this time, Elder Jia Lun's face was gloomy, and as soon as he received a distress signal from his disciple Chu Yunjun, he rushed to this black leaf forest non-stop.

Chu Yunjun, as Jia Lun's closed disciple, his strength Jia Lun is very clear, and he will hate even the Yuan Realm double with all his strength, not to mention this mission, he also followed the other three corpse list disciples.

Jaren looked at the dark dense forest in front of him and stepped into it expressionlessly.

As several people continued to go deeper, Jarlen's face became more and more gloomy, this black leaf forest was full of messy scenes after the battle, but there was not a single corpse, obviously this place had been deliberately cleaned.

Moreover, there was a faint smell of blood that had been lingering around him since he stepped into the Black Leaf Forest just now.

This gave him a bad premonition.

Suddenly, Jalen's footsteps stopped.

A dark red figure appeared in front of him.

"Who are you!"

Jalen frowned.

He detected a dangerous bloodthirsty aura from this mysterious man.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to borrow one of Elder Jalen's things."

When Jaren heard this, he narrowed his eyes.

This mysterious man actually recognized himself?

"Pretend to be a ghost, but a few disciples of my sect are in your hands?" Jalen snapped.

"Is that what Elder Jalen said?"

The mysterious man threw a round object at Jaren's feet.

When Jia Lun saw it clearly, his eyes were torn, his body trembled non-stop, and even the faces of several people behind him changed greatly, and this round thing on the ground was Chu Yunjun's head!

"Shaft! I killed you!

Jaren roared viciously, and a suffocating power burst out from his body, like a flash flood, overwhelming the sky.

His most proud disciple died silently, how could this not make him angry!

At this time, a female corpse with abnormally pale skin appeared next to Jarren.

The female corpse was dressed in a simple white dress, her appearance was beautiful, and her pale skin was obviously carefully cared for. The majestic corpse qi on the female corpse made the surrounding temperature drop by a few points.

At the moment when he saw the female corpse appear, Fang Mo's eyes flashed a trace of essence.

"Kill him!"

Jia Lun pointed at Fang Mo and roared.

In the next second, the female corpse carried a monstrous corpse qi and rushed towards Fang Mo.

Everywhere it passed, the corpse was filled with qi and the space was shaken.

The surrounding trees were uprooted by the impact of endless corpse qi.

Even the several deacons behind Jarren couldn't help but retreat, for fear of being affected by the battle.

"Huh..." Several

people looked at the blood-colored mist around them suspiciously as they retreated, they didn't even pay attention to when this blood mist appeared.

On the other side, just when the female corpse was about to pounce on Fang Mo, two hideous blood-colored tentacles stretched out from the shadows, and the female corpse was violently pumped out by the blood-colored tentacles.

The female corpse that was swept to the ground got up in a blink of an eye and pounced on Fang Mo again.

"Boom!"

The female corpse actually hugged a blood-colored tentacle tightly, opened her mouth, revealed a mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit it fiercely.

Looking at the blood-colored tentacle that had been bitten off a small gap, Fang Mo raised his eyebrows, this female corpse was able to break through the defense of the blood-colored tentacle.

"Then give you a few more tentacles to feed you."

Fang Mo whispered to himself.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen blood-colored tentacles directly gushed out from the depths of the blood mist, and within a moment, the female corpse was flooded by a bunch of blood-colored tentacles.

Not far away, Jarren looked at the blood-colored tentacles that drowned the female corpse, and his brows locked.

"Bloody tentacles... Tentacle... Tentacle monsters... What is your relationship with that mysterious demon cultivator in the secret realm of Xingxia Mountain! Jia

Lun suddenly thought of something and yelled at Fang Mo.

Looking at the countless blood-colored tentacles, Jia Lun finally remembered the tentacle monster that Wei Chitu had been hanging on to his lips.

However, the mysterious demon cultivator who entered the Xingxia Secret Realm only had the cultivation of the Yuan Spirit Realm Ninefold, and the mysterious man in front of him was obviously the cultivation of the Yuan Spirit Realm.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of those deacons changed greatly, and their whole bodies surged with Yuan Power, staring at Fang Mo vigilantly.

You must know that several sects have been tracking down the whereabouts of the mysterious demon cultivator in Xingxia Mountain.

Fang Mo ignored Jia Lun's questioning, but stared closely at the female corpse that was submerged in blood-colored tentacles.

At this time, the female corpse has been tightly entangled by a blood-colored tentacle, unable to move, although the female corpse is gushing with monstrous corpse qi and constantly struggling, but it is still to no avail.

Looking at the subdued female corpse, Jarren's face showed a solemn expression.

At this time, a deacon shouted sharply at Fang Mo: "Dare to kill my Tianjiao disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, if you don't hurry up, you can quickly tie up your hands!"

"Thief, aren't you afraid of the liquidation of my sect!"

Fang Mo glanced at the deacons with idiot-like eyes.

The next moment, several blood-colored tentacles popped out behind several deacons, directly dragging them into the depths of the blood mist.

Watching several deacons disappear into the depths of the blood mist, Jalen's face turned livid.

"I took this female corpse."

Fang Mo looked at Jia Lun and said lightly.

"Arrogant!"

Jaren said coldly.

After speaking, a blood-colored rune paper appeared on Jia Lun's hand, and I saw that after he dripped a few drops of essence blood on the blood-colored rune paper, his fingers pinched the print, and he chanted words in his mouth.

Fang Mo did not interrupt Jia Lun's movements, but looked at Jia Lun with slight interest.

After a few breaths, the handprint ended, and the blood-colored talisman paper in Jia Lun's hand burned.

Just when the blood-colored talisman paper burned out, the eyes of the female corpse entangled by the blood-colored tentacles suddenly turned scarlet, and a terrifying coercion burst out from her body, and the blood-colored tentacles that restrained her actually appeared one after another huge cracks.

"It's worthy of being the top ten elders, this is interesting." Fang Mo narrowed his eyes.

"Boom!"

That blood-colored tentacle was completely broken.

The female corpse that broke through the restraints turned into a billowing corpse qi and pounced on Fang Mo again.

Looking at the monstrous corpse aura covering the sky on the female corpse, Fang Mo did not move.

Suddenly, hundreds of blood-colored tentacles gushed out from behind him, and the blood qi was monstrous and overwhelming.

"This..."

Even Jaren looked stunned when he saw this horrible scene like the end of the world.

The female corpse looked at the hundreds of blood-colored tentacles without the slightest fear, and took the lead in tearing several blood-colored tentacles alive.

But soon the female corpse was once again submerged in the sea of tentacles.