I Made the World Mutate Chapter 392: Anti-killing

"Enough!"

Mr. Jian yelled and interrupted the two of them, "Since you are all prepared, I won't say much. I hope that your preparations can really save your own lives."

"The depth of the grievance fog totals nine miles. Every hour, it becomes thinner and less powerful in three minutes."

"Only these three minutes of thin time, I can wait to enter."

"Time is limited. If you can't go through the grievance mist within these three minutes, you will be trapped in it."

"Once you are trapped, you will die!"

"I will be the first to enter, I hope you can all follow."

"Whoever acts slowly, misses the best time, and gets trapped in the mist of complaint, don't blame himself for giving up and not saving."

After speaking, I scanned Xiao Mu and others one by one.

"Mr. Sword, rest assured, I will be able to keep up."

"I will not be left behind."

"Since I know the danger of resentment fog, how can I be careless?"

Everyone expressed their opinions and promised that they would not hold back.

Guiyan, Niu Mang, and Hebei looked at Xiao Mu, but their eyes were full of unkindness.

Xiao Mu was wary in his heart, but his appearance was unmoving.

Mr. Sword looks serious, "The Mist of Resentment is only the first level. Relatively speaking, the Mist of Resentment is safe in all the relevant stages."

"After the fog of grievance, there are three levels of ghost mud, ghost swamp, and life and death. These three levels are full of evil spirits. Each level is more dangerous, and each level is more difficult. It is possible to die at any time. ."

"Our mission on this trip is to explore the Temple of the Original King, not to pacify the Temple of the Original King. No one along the way may actively attack the evil spirits."

"If anyone refuses to obey the order and attracts a large-scale counterattack by the evil spirits, and the mission cannot be completed, don't blame yourself for killing him on the spot."

Mr. Jian said solemnly, while Guiyan and the others were nonchalant.

The purpose of their trip was to kill Xiao Mu. As to whether the task can be completed, it is not within their consideration.

Mr. Jian was angry, but it didn't happen.

Xiao Mu groaned silently, calculating something silently.

But Mr. Jian said again: "After life and death, it is the temple hall."

"The main hall is also the most dangerous place. Not only the original king's face, but also the items needed for this mission-the Ruyi furnace."

"The Ruyi furnace is an incense burner dedicated to the gods of the original king."

"Our task is to get the Ruyi Furnace and escape from the Temple of the Original King."

"The original king is very strong, especially in his own temple. Due to the blessing of the power of evil spirits, his strength is even stronger than the general fifth realm of mutants."

"Fortunately, for this mission, there is a god-catching net given by the senior management, which can trap the original king for fifteen minutes."

"These fifteen minutes is the time for me to wait for the Wishful Furnace and escape from the original temple of the king."

"How to escape from the temple of the original king in these fifteen minutes is the key. I will calculate the time for the mist to thin and try to put the next three minutes of the mist in the trap. In the last three minutes of Wang Shenxiang’s fifteen minutes."

"So, if anyone can't come out in fifteen minutes, don't think about it again."

"Now, take a break. Wait for the grievance mist to open and start acting."

After speaking, Mr. Jian should sit down first, meditate and rest.

Xiao Mu didn't sit down, but released the fire dragon cart and stood on the fire dragon cart and closed his eyes to rest.

"Hey!"

Seeing the fire dragon cart under Xiao Mu's feet, Guiyan, Hebei, and Niu Mang all showed greed on their faces, and sneered at Xiao Mu.

"Good baby, worthy of a tool repair, I didn't expect Mr. Xiao to have such a good baby!"

Chi Xiaozi walked to the side of Xiao Mu, stared at the fire dragon cart, and exclaimed.

"You are welcome, it's just an ordinary treasure."

Xiao Mu is wary and humble.

Chi Xiaozi shook his head and exclaimed, "If even this type of treasure is considered an ordinary treasure, then the level of this ordinary treasure is too high."

"However, Mr. Xiao is a tool repairer. He has a higher perspective on treasures than those of us. The top treasures in our eyes are probably ordinary treasures in the eyes of Mr. Xiao."

"Chi Xiaozi Road has grown longer than reputation, this car, in my hands, is also a top treasure."

Xiao Mu is humble again.

"Mr. Xiao is too humble."

Chi Xiaozi laughed and said enthusiastically: "I am not fast on the road. Since Mr. Xiao has such a treasure, would you like to take me for a ride?"

"This..."

Xiao Mu pondered.

Because of Mr. Jian's reminder, he always felt that Chi Xiaozi had no good intentions. Hearing the other's request, the first reaction was to refuse.

I just talked to the mouth, I suddenly realized something, and smiled, "What's the point? One more person, one more help, and Mr. Chi Xiaozi is willing to go with him, that would be great."

Chi Xiaozi is overjoyed, "Thank you Mr. Xiao! After the task is completed, there will be a reward."

Xiao Mu casually said: "You are welcome!"

Mr. Jian suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Mu, but immediately closed it again, without saying much.

Guiyan, Hebei, and Niu Mang looked strange, with indifferent smiles on their faces, and soon all sat down to rest and get up.

Half an hour later, Mr. Jian suddenly stood up and said, "The mist of grievance is going to thin. I will be the first to enter. You better keep up."

As soon as the voice fell, the mist of resentment in front of him seemed to be blown by the wind, suddenly becoming a lot thinner.

"In!"

Mr. Sword greeted him, and suddenly a golden inch long small sword with a sacred atmosphere appeared above his head.

As soon as the small sword came out, the golden light overflowed, and the thinning mist was driven away on the spot.

Mr. Sword wore the small sword and walked away into the mist.

"Haha!"

Guiyan laughed out loud and took out a black umbrella.

The black umbrella is opened, and the umbrella body releases black light.

Hebei, Niu Mang quickly gathered to him, and the three of them worked together to input energy into the black umbrella.

More black light shot out, driving away the mist of resentment, and the three quickly chased Mr. Sword.

"There is Mr. Lawshaw."

Chi Xiaozi jumped into Xiao Mu's fire dragon cart.

"Mr. Chi Xiaozi, my ability is limited. I can take you for a ride, but I can't help you resist the mist of resentment. I am afraid that you still have to rely on yourself to resist the mist of resentment."

Xiao Mu slapped out a magic talisman.

The **** armor talisman revealed, and the ghost shadow appeared, sitting cross-legged on top of Xiao Mu, pressing down with both hands, releasing a golden transparent protective cover like an egg shell, protecting Xiao Mu in it.

"I dare not have Mr. Lawshaw, I have my own means of protection."

Chi Xiaozi took out a piece of green gauze, and shook it casually. The gauze grew larger and draped it over his body to isolate the mist of resentment.

Xiao Mu's heart moved.

This green yarn has the miraculous effect of warding off evil spirits, and its power is not weak. It is not like an item that can be taken out by ordinary mutants in the middle of the fourth state.

Secretly vigilant.

Stretched out his hand and pointed, a faint golden light penetrated his fingers, sank into the fire dragon cart, hiding under Chi Xiaozi's feet.

"Mr. Chi Xiaozi, please stand firm!"

Xiao Mu greeted, a spirit of Taoism entered the fire dragon cart from the bottom of his feet, and chased after Mr. Jian and others.

The fire dragon car is very fast, Xiao Mu deliberately concealed it, and did not drive the speed to the extreme, after catching up with Mr. Jian and others, he slowly followed behind.

The task has not been completed yet, and it is not very likely that Guiyan and others will attack him.

In spite of this, Xiao Mu still made precautions.

With all his strength, everyone walked out of the fog of grievance within two minutes.

The end of the mist of resentment is a huge quagmire of silence and darkness.

The crowd slowed down and walked slowly. This can avoid disturbing evil spirits.

Woohoo!

Quack!

In the quagmire, all kinds of weird sounds are constantly being made, there are crying and screaming.

Some black ghosts even got their probes out from under the mud, revealing only a **** head with seven orifices, and looked at Xiao Mu and the others.

Some ghosts flew out of the mud and pounced on Xiao Mu and them.

But everyone remembered Mr. Sword's instructions, no one dared to attack the ghost actively, but urged the treasure in his hand to isolate the ghost.

Ten minutes later, everyone passed through the ghost mud and entered a strange swamp.

Compared with the ghost mud, the sky in the swamp is darker, and the infinite yin is in the air, bitterly cold.

The surface of a black-purple river is calm, but underneath is a turbulent undercurrent, with skeletons looming.

The undead's arm without the slightest flesh and blood stretched out from below the river, emitting a stench, and grabbed Xiao Mu and the others, trying to delay their steps.

Still not doing any attacks, using treasures to isolate the arms of the undead, and everyone quickly passed through the evil swamp.

After the evil spirit swamp, it is life and death.

This is a lobby.

In the middle of the hall is a huge head.

The eyes of the skull are opened, and the two rays of light of birth and death are released, and they are intertwined and swept toward everyone.

Under the guidance of Mr. Jian, everyone avoided the light of death without any danger, and passed the life and death along the light of survival.

After life and death, it is the temple hall, the end of this mission.

In fact, as soon as one stepped into the periphery of the main hall, before entering the main hall, everyone felt an extremely cold breath from the main hall, as if it could freeze people in the blink of an eye.

The main hall looked extremely dark, as if it had absorbed light, without the slightest light, like a gate to hell.

In the hall, there is a strange laughter, which is creepy.

"Remember, we only have fifteen minutes!"

Mr. Jian's face was solemn, and as he urged everyone, he reached out and took out a gauze net.

The gauze is a ball in his hands.

Mr. Sword held the gauze in his hand and threw it into the hall.

The gauze net released black light, immediately unfolded, became huge, and covered it in a certain direction in the middle of the hall.

"Who? Who dares to attack the king?"

A gloomy voice with endless anger came from the hall, like an ancient creature being awakened.

"Quick!"

Mr. Sword greeted, and everyone rushed in at the same time.

Xiao Mu finally saw this hall clearly.

The main hall is very empty, with a huge altar in the middle where a giant **** is sitting.

At this time, the deity's sitting position was covered by the black gauze. Both hands grabbed the gauze and tore it forcefully. The anger turned into a cold dark fire and burned violently.

"You, you, dare to plot against this king. When this king gets out of trouble, you will be skinned and cramped, and your corpses will be broken!"

The gods were sitting and shouting at the crowd, their hands turned into sharp claws, and the terrifying breath was released, and black energy revolved at the fingertips, like a sword cutting gauze.

The gauze net released a faint light, temporarily resisting the tearing of the **** sitting face.

Mr. Sword didn't say a word, and rushed to the ancient wooden censer in front of the gods.

Xiao Mu drove the fire dragon cart and rushed to the corner of the hall for the first time.

A group of silver-white grass grows in the darkness, but emits a faint silver-white brilliance, rushing through the black light in the hall, like a piece of pure land in hell.

Zhengyang Lingcao!

Xiao Mu bent over and stretched out.

A dangerous breath suddenly came from behind, and the evil cold spread, and frost instantly condensed on Xiao Mu's back.

"Ghost servant!"

Too late, Xiao Mu yelled, his expression extremely cold.

"Ah~"

A painful howl sounded from behind Xiao Mu, Chi Xiaozi's legs were cut off at the same time, and he fell from the fire dragon cart.

In his right hand, he held a three-inch black spike.

There are grimace faces painted on the spikes, and these grimace faces can move, opening their mouths one by one, making a weird smile, looking very strange.

The ghost servant appeared, half of his body exposed from the fire dragon cart, holding the soul knife, blood still dripping from the soul knife.

"Xiao Mu, how did you know I was going to kill you?"

Chi Xiaozi, who lost her legs, screamed, full of unwillingness.

"Idiot!"

Xiao Mu sneered, "I knew from the time you deliberately approached me, how could there be a weird chill on the body of a Taoist practitioner?"

"Although you were wearing a Taoist robe and deliberately concealed your breath, you still accidentally exposed your feet."

"How is it possible!"

Chi Xiaozi couldn't believe it, and roared hard, hysterical.

"Nothing is impossible, go to hell!"

Xiao Mu looked cold and gave orders to the ghost servant mercilessly.

"Ho ho!"

The ghost servant chuckled and swung the knife to Chi Xiaozi again.

The soul knife transforms into a rainbow, blooming with brilliant brilliance.

"This is the ghost servant! The late fourth stage! You actually trained the ghost servant additionally, no, this is impossible. How can ordinary mutants have so many resources, not only themselves, but also the ghost servants The strength has reached the fourth level, I am unwilling, I am unwilling!"

Chi Xiaozi yelled in despair, full of unwillingness~IndoMTL.com~ but was slashed by the ghost servant in two places.

"Xiao Mu, do you dare!"

"Stop!"

Seeing that Chi Xiaozi was killed, Gui Yan and the others rushed over with a roar, trying to rescue Chi Xiaozi.

Just as they moved, Chi Xiaozi was beheaded by the ghost servant.

Lack of rescue, Guiyan and others quickly stopped.

Among them, Hebei immediately looked at Mr. Sword, "Mr. Sword, Xiao Mu attacked his own people and killed Chi Xiaozi!"

The wicked person first filed a lawsuit, and wanted to kill with the sword, and got rid of Xiao Mu with Mr. Sword's hand.

At this time, Mr. Jian just got the Ruyi incense burner and returned from the altar.

"Hey!"

Mr. Jian sneered, "Do you think I am blind? Chi Xiaozi calculated Xiao Mu and was killed, thinking that I didn't see it?"

Hebei stagnated. He didn't expect that Mr. Jian would tear himself through on the spot, showing no mercy.

"Mr. Jian, there is a personal grievance between us and Xiao Mu. One of them must die. I hope you will not help each other."

Guiyan turned to look at Mr. Jian.

"The Ruyi furnace is in hand, I am going to evacuate. If you want to fight, please do it yourself! Remember, you only have fifteen minutes to evacuate."

Mr. Jian didn't seem to have the intention to intervene, and picked up the Ruyi incense burner.

"Fifteen minutes is enough!"

Guiyan's stiff face showed a rare smile, "As long as Mr. Jian doesn't help each other, we will definitely give it a gift when we return."

"Boom!"

The Niu Mang psychic demon fork hit the ground heavily, making a loud noise like a mountain, staring at Xiao Mu with hatred, "Xiao Mu, today is your death date!"

"Really?"

Xiao Mu's expression was flat, standing side by side with the ghost servant, without fear, "Just because of you three, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid it's a little too close."

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