Murdering Heaven Edge

Chapter 971: Big devil

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The young man suddenly said with a look of horror: "Where is the person? He was there just now?" As he spoke, his figure fell from midair.

Although the distance of more than ten miles is very far for ordinary people, it is impossible to see clearly, but for these monks in the fairy world, it is nothing at all. Even if it is an ant, they can see it clearly from hundreds of miles away. Let alone a living person ten miles away.

After the young man fell to the ground, he came to the place where the person was lying just now, and found that there were some bloodstains, and there were indeed traces of someone lying there. At the same time, there is still a hint of the smell of medicinal herbs in the void. He couldn't help frowning, and then looked around.

The rules of heaven and earth in this place have been completely messed up, and it is almost impossible to get accurate information if you want to use your spiritual sense to probe.

Although it does not look dangerous, it is actually dangerous. Otherwise, those Zhuge family members wouldn't be hiding millions of miles away and dare not come in.

Seen from a high altitude, this huge grassland is full of cracks and bottomless gaps. But in fact, there are hundreds of thousands of miles between each gap. The young man ran towards the nearest gap.

While running, suddenly several turbulent currents fell from the sky and brushed past the young monk's body, scaring the young man into a cold sweat.

At this time, the sound transmission stone on the young man sounded again. The youth connected tremblingly.

A dissatisfied voice came from the middle-aged scribe over there: "What's going on? What about you? Why are you so dawdling? Isn't it just to bring someone out?"

"Go...Go home, Lord, that person... that person suddenly disappeared!" The young man was also full of depression, and said with a grievance on his face.

"Missing? What's going on?" There was also a slight fluctuation in the voice of the middle-aged scribe over there.

"I don't know either. In the blink of an eye, that person disappeared completely!" said the young man.

"Trash!" The middle-aged scribe cursed coldly, and then said, "Find me...until I find that person!"

The sound transmission stone was directly closed, and the young man could even feel the anger of the Patriarch. But he was also very wronged, and his heart was full of helplessness: "Can this be my fault?"

As he spoke, he poked his head into the huge gap in front of him.

The gap was hundreds of feet wide, unfathomably deep, and the inside was pitch black, even with his peak Mahayana vision, he couldn't see the bottom at all.

"Could it be that... that person jumped in? It shouldn't be... Even if my spiritual sense is not so useful here, at least... I won't let him slip out of my nose like this?" The young man muttered to himself. The face is puzzled.

"Really?" A weak and flat voice suddenly sounded from behind the young man.

The young man was so frightened that he almost lost his wits, he turned his head abruptly, and raised his hand to strike.

Boom!

After a loud noise, seven or eight turbulent streams of space were triggered, attacking the young man horizontally.

The young man knew that he had caused a catastrophe, and was almost frightened to death. He frantically avoided the terrifying turbulent void. But it was still hit by two of them.

A blow hit the young man's left leg.

One of his left legs disappeared in an instant. Before he could let out a scream, one arm was hit by another void turbulence, and it disappeared instantly!

"Ah!" The young man finally let out a shrill scream, and fell to the ground with a bang.

But it was also a blessing in disguise to avoid other fast and fierce void turbulence.

The young man didn't feel pain, he only felt fear!

The turbulence in the void... one of the most unpredictable things under the sky, and at the same time, one of the most terrifying things.

Anyone who is hit by the void turbulence will cause extremely serious consequences. Because it is more terrifying than Dao injury! Dao injuries are terrifying, but there are still some ways to heal them. But the injuries caused by the void turbulence are almost permanent.

Now that one of his legs and one arm were gone, his body didn't bleed a little, and he didn't feel any pain. Rather it was as if he had never had that leg and that arm.

The young man was startled and frightened, and screamed in fright.

"If you weren't so excited, you could still live a little longer. Really, I didn't lie to you." The weak and flat voice sounded again.

The young man finally calmed down slowly, and looked in the direction where the voice came from. Sure enough, the person in front of him was the one who just disappeared!

"You... are you a human or a ghost?" the young man asked tremblingly.

Chu Mo chuckled: "Are you sick?"

The young man also heard Chu Mo's sarcasm, and knew that he was a person, but he felt even more terrified in his heart: "Why didn't the void attack you? How did you suddenly disappear just now?"

"These are two questions." Chu Mo said lightly: "But I can answer you, because you have to answer my question in a while, and we will treat it as a fair exchange." Responding, he said directly: "The turbulent flow of the void didn't attack me because I didn't attack me indiscriminately like you. As a Mahayana cultivator in the fairy world, don't you even have this common sense? How do you practice on a daily basis?" Of? But it has nothing to do with me, this is the first question."

As Chu Mo said, he came to the young man, squatted down, and looked into his eyes: "As for how I suddenly disappeared...of course I disappeared by practicing the exercises. Otherwise, what do you think?"

"..." The young man was speechless for a moment, and looked at Chu Mo with some grief and indignation: "Who the hell are you?"

"This is already the third question. You are a little too greedy. I have given you a lot of face by answering your two questions. Now, it is my turn to ask you." Chu Mo looked at the young man: "Are you From the Zhuge family? Or from the Luo family?"

"You...you are Chu Mo!" The young man yelled suddenly, with endless horror in his eyes, he started to grab the sound transmission stone on his body, and he wanted to tell the Patriarch the news.

Chu Mo is here!

As a child of the Zhuge family, he is still very loyal.

Chu Mo frowned, stood up, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked hard... on the young man's only remaining arm.

Click!

There was a crisp bone cracking sound. At the same time, there was an extremely miserable scream from the young man.

This time, it wasn't like being hit by the turbulent flow of the void, without the slightest pain. This time it was painful to the bone marrow.

"Ah!" The young man's face instantly became extremely pale. The sound transmission stone, which was already in his hand, also fell aside.

Chu Mo kicked the sound transmission stone towards the crack next to it, and the sound transmission stone fell directly, without even hearing the echo.

There was a look of despair on the young man's face, and the light in his eyes became ferocious: "Chu Mo... kill me if you have the ability!"

"Yes." Chu Mo said lightly, "But before that, I need to ask you a few questions."

"Don't even think about it!" The young man looked at him ferociously.

Click!

Chu Mo stepped on the young man's only remaining leg, directly breaking the young man's leg bone.

The young man screamed again.

"If you don't tell me, I have countless ways to make you speak. I know many ways to torture people." Chu Mo said lightly.

"You are a devil! The big devil!" the young man roared.

"You're right!" There was a flash of light in Chu Mo's eyes, and he nodded and admitted frankly.