Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Many monks in the entire cultivation world died after this experience.

Seeing this, the powerful monks wisely stopped entangled and retreated.

Heartbroken.

With so many disciples of the sect dead, the sect's strength has been greatly damaged this time.

After all, the elites brought here this time are all the elites of the sect. Those who are not strong will not be of much use.

A basin of cold water was poured on them, and everyone woke up. They looked at each other with bitter looks on their faces.

Elder Lu was seriously injured and was about to stop breathing. Her old eyes looked at Nanzhi: "Bury me, I don't want to be eaten by barbaric animals."

There was a demon clan next to him who was dissatisfied: "You are going to die anyway, why not recycle the waste and give us something to replenish our energy and blood?"

Elder Lu looked so angry that he wanted to cheat, "I don't."

Nanzhi: "...Okay, bury it."

Even demon clans can hunt each other.

Elder Lu is a deer, and his taste is quite good.

Nanzhi dug a hole and buried Elder Lu.

An unspeakable sadness emerged in her heart, and a picture emerged in Nanzhi's mind. A human baby was thrown into the woods, and a sika deer jumping in the woods discovered the baby.

After thinking for a while, he took the baby back to Shifang Palace.

Nanzhi buried Elder Lu. Seeing the other demon tribes looking at him with eager eyes, they seemed to want to dig Elder Lu out and eat him.

She sighed, "Leave the whole body for me, Elder Lu."

The other monsters groaned and looked away.

The demon tribe is indifferent and ruthless. Even if a friend around them dies, they don't feel anything and don't feel much sadness.

It just feels like it’s quite weak.

So weak, he deserves to die.

After burying Elder Lu, Nanzhi felt a little depressed. In Shifang Palace, Elder Lu was very close to her and treated her like a child. Now that Elder Lu has gone, she is afraid that she will not be able to go back to Shifang Palace.

The original owner gave the treasure of Shifang Palace to an outsider. You can imagine how much pressure Elder Lu was under.

I'm afraid that in the story, Shifang Palace might have been buried in it for this thing.

No matter what the method is, the Shifang Palace will be in trouble.

Ning Yue held the black sword and looked at the sword with a little boredom. Anyway, in Ning Yue's opinion, this sword was just a stick that caused people to kill each other.

Ning Yue, the world-destroying demon, was unqualified, so Black Sword appeared and chose a suitable world-destroying demon, but now, he did this again.

Although it is an ordinary black sword, it is very cheap.

Ning Yue didn't even have any thoughts of revenge against Huatang. She had lost the power to destroy the world. She knew very well that Huatang, who had lost the power to destroy the world, would not survive for long even if he survived.

Ning Yue's guess was correct. Hua Feng ran away with her daughter, but there were many people behind her, all of whom came with bad intentions.

Hua Feng knew that when his daughter was still the world-destroying demon, she killed many people and offended many people.

Many of the people being followed are even talents recruited by Huatang's subordinates.

Unfortunately, they immediately turned against each other.

Huafeng was surrounded by people, and some people said with a smile: "Hand over what you robbed."

"You have robbed so much, can you eat it?"

"Resources belong to everyone and are grabbed by everyone together. Why do you, father and daughter, get the most?"

"Hand over the treasures and I will spare your life." These people shouted triumphantly, which was completely different from their humble and flattering appearance before.

It's so abominable, so disgusting.

Hua Feng was very wise and threw his mustard space to the other party, but these people were still unhappy and pointed at Huatang in his arms, "Where's hers?"

The person with the most resources must be Huatang. The treasures that Huatang possesses are simply unimaginable, and he has robbed the entire world of cultivation.

The monks were extremely jealous, but they also knew that they could not defeat him, and the winner was the king, so he should eat the most.

But now, Huatang is no longer the world-destroying demon, so what qualifications do he have to possess so many treasures.

Huatang opened her eyes weakly and looked at the man staring at him. She felt angry and her heart immediately tore in pain. She vomited a mouthful of blood, letting her know her situation.

She is no longer the world-destroying demon.

Huatang weakly removed the Mustard Seed Space and said to these people: "I will give you something, can you let us go?"

Hua Feng frowned and sighed inwardly. His daughter was still too naive.

When these people heard this, they looked at each other and showed mysterious smiles, "Of course, of course, we want things, and we are not interested in your lives."

Huatang: "Then come and get it."

These people were cautious at first, but after thinking that the world-destroying demon had no threat now, they leaned over and said to Huatang from a distance: "Throw it over."

A person's name, a tree's shadow, the monks are still very vigilant when they don't get something.

Huatang said something, and then threw something over. When the thing got closer, it exploded with a bang, and colorful powder exploded, covering everyone.

"Dad, let's go." Huatang was extremely weak, her eyes were dizzy, and she felt like she was going to die.

She didn't understand and wasn't willing to accept it.

Why does it become like this.

Hua Feng immediately ran away with his daughter, disappeared instantly, and even burned his own life.

speedy.

"Bitch, you dare to trick us?"

"What about people?"

Everyone unconsciously breathed in the colorful mist, and soon they felt something was wrong.

"Not good, poisonous."

"Help, my face hurts."

"My neck hurts so much, I, I can't breathe."

The exposed skin of this group of people was almost all contaminated with poisonous mist, and became red and fragile at an extremely fast speed.

Then the water vapor came out of the skin, and the skin actually began to decay.

The poisonous mist corroded the skin, and the monks clutched their necks and rolled around, feeling extremely painful.

Some people immediately stayed away from the poisonous mist, trying to get rid of it with luck, but this poisonous mist was so poisonous that it was of no use at all.

These people were really not very vigilant and did not take Huatang, the Breaking Bad Master, seriously, so they were in trouble now.

Many weak monks were directly poisoned to death by the poisonous mist. Even the aura of their bodies was contaminated by the poisonous mist. Luck would only make the poisonous gas attack faster.

Regret, extremely regretful, I would not have come if I had known it.

And some who were more lucky and stronger survived, but their skin had been corroded, their faces were pimpled, and their skin and facial features were like melted ice cream, without a complete outline.

Such a vicious poison.