Jiuzun asked

Pull out the devil!

Xiao Wenwen looked at Ba Mo, who was still a child, and then looked at another child.

"Your name is Kuimo." He asked tentatively again.

The child still stared at Ba Mo with ignorant eyes, and continued to lower his head to look at Xiao Wenwen's sliced ​​fish.

Ba Mo raised his head and said, "He's called Kui Mo, how do you know that?"

Xiao Wenwen replied: "The names of your two brothers have already spread throughout the entire continent."

Ba Mo and Kui Mo looked at each other, stunned for a while, then Ba Mo asked, "Is it because of my mother?"

Xiao Wenwen shook his head and said, "It's because of yourselves."

He didn't care whether Ba Mo and Kui Mo could understand or not, he packed up the sliced ​​fish, put the water bag on his back and said, "I'll take you two home first."

Xiao Wenwen understood in his heart that only by finding the ethnic group would it be possible to find the so-called palace dedicated to "Jingtong".

Just as he was about to hurry, Xiao Kuimo stretched out his little hand, thinking of helping Xiao Wendao hold the "dry food".

He handed the bag containing dozens of catties of fish fillets to Xiao Kuimo.

Pulling the demons put his eyes on Kong Kong's body, but Kong Kong seemed to have no interest in pulling the demons.

"Do you still remember the way home?" Xiao asked.

Ba Mo nodded his head, led the way ahead, and glanced at Kui Mo's small figure from time to time.

Under the leadership of Ba Mo, the three of them walked along a wide river.

On the colorless sky, there are not only Yan Peng but also other Yu tribes. In a mountain depression not far away, there are three huge Yan Peng corpses.

Sometimes, if you look up to the sky casually, you will see the battles and fights of other feather races. In this colorless world, it is not the world of the ancient gods, it should be the world of the ancient orcs.

It's been a long time in this line of work. There is no alternation of the sun and the moon in this colorless world, and there is no tool to measure time. Xiao Wenwen can only guess out of thin air in his heart.

From that lake to the present, if he was in the mortal world, he had already walked for ten days, and he did not see a single person except in this vast mountain forest.

The weather in this colorless realm has no wind, but there is rain a hundred times stronger than a torrential rain.

The rain falling from the sky doesn't seem to be made of water, but more like a steel needle. When a drop of rain falls on the ground, it will make a hole in the ground and fall on the rock, smashing the rock instantly.

Every time it was about to rain, Bamo would always find a wide tree hole or a cave at the foot of the mountain with agility.

Some of the Yu clan or other animals that could not avoid it would all be crushed to death on the spot by this "torrential rain".

After following Ba Mo for these days, Xiao Wendao noticed a trace of the rules in this colorless secret realm. Every six hours, there will always be half an hour when Ba Mo and Kui Mo will practice cross-legged.

The two young people are determined.

Whether it's walking in the forest or climbing the peak, as long as the time comes, the two little people will put down the food and things in their hands, and practice cross-legged with a single mind.

Although Xiao Wendao didn't know what kind of Taoism these two people were practicing, he himself practiced the Taoist ancestor's law. In this short period of ten days, his cultivation has reached the early stage of Houtian.

Along the way, there is no need to start a fire to find Yanpeng's feathers anymore, rubbing the index finger and middle finger together, a trace of fire will stand on the fingertips.

Both Ba Mo and Kui Mo looked at Xiao Wendao's fingertips, followed his example and rubbed their fingers vigorously, but they didn't learn anything except a layer of skin fell off.

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Along the way, Xiao Wenwen didn't ask Ba Mo and Kui Mo what kind of world this is.

However, every time he walked, he would bring surprises to Xiao Wendao. In this colorless secret realm, there were many rare elixir, which made Xiao Wendao feel unreal.

Whenever I pick one after another ancient elixir in my hand, I can't help sniffing it.

There are no less than hundreds of elixir hidden in his Sumeru ring. When he is in a trance, he can't help but look at the empty space on his shoulder.

What surprised Xiao Wenwen the most was that Shennong Cunxin seemed to be in the sea of ​​consciousness, and fell silent again.

Even without Shennong's careful reminder, Xiao Wendao still insisted on sticking to the principles of being an "alchemist". As long as he could see any panacea, he would not let go of it, no matter how old or young it was.

Xiao Wendao didn't know if it was a chance to enter the Tianjian secret realm of Da Luo Mountain and Kunlun Mountain, but he also knew that this chance could only happen to him once.

It doesn't matter whether the elixir picked in the secret realm can be taken out, after all, I have to try it.

"Buzz, buzz."

A group of noisy voices broke the silent space.

Ba Mo bowed his body and straightened his body.

Xiao Wendao was aware of the surrounding environment, Kong Kong stood on top of his head.

"It's the group, hide." Ba Mo said, and as soon as he pulled Kui Mo past him, he ran away.

Xiao Wenwen had never heard of Kuo Qun, and in the blink of an eye, thinking of Gan Haijuan and Kun Tianjuan, he didn't think of the so-called Kuo Qun.

But seeing Ba Mo's panicked appearance, Xiao Wendao didn't even think about it, and thought of it, "Running Thunder Jue".

Rushing like the wind, he moved to the foot of the mountain in an instant. In a dense forest, Xiao asked with bated breath as he looked at a black line rising from the distant land.

The earth shook, and as far as the eye could see, the beasts that hadn't had time to hide were smashed into minced meat.

There was not even bone residue left, even if the black line passed through the rocks, it was easily crushed.

Xiao Wendao, who had never seen such a weird scene, was greatly disturbed.

Turning around, he glanced at the two brothers, Ba Mo and Kui Mo, with fists clenched in their hands, and they looked at Xiao Qun without blinking.

Looking at the crowd of young people all over the sky, this reminded Xiao Wendao of something.

Burning ants!

The burning ant that he got from Tongxuan Immortal Mansion, the burning ant still stayed in his Sumeru Realm.

When he faced the Kunlun Patriarch, he used the remaining soul power in the sea of ​​consciousness to kill the Kunlun Patriarch with one blow.

The ancestor of Kunlun's cultivation base is unique in the Nine Great Immortal Mountains, but when facing the burning ants, he is still vulnerable.

If this group of ants were also a group of burning ants, then this colorless world would probably no longer exist.

With a calm mind, he watched the group of people getting closer and closer.

On the sky, many corpses of Yan Peng and the Yu clan fell, like a rain of blood.

Xiao Wenwen raised his heart.

Kongkong sticks out the scarlet tip of his tongue, and in the bewitching fox pupils, it sticks out its thin fox teeth.

"Buzz, buzz."

The straight group of scorpions instantly turned into a tornado-like appearance.

From the sky down, the group is like a line, connecting the world on this side.

He raised his head and looked towards the sky, but he never saw a Yuzu or other beasts again.

As the group got closer, the pupils of Ba Mo and Kui Mo glowed purple, just like the Jiu clan mentioned by Gan Haijuan.

I saw that these two little people were covered with a layer of black scales, and the scales covered the whole body, leaving a pair of strange purple eyes.

Suddenly, the swarm that connected the sky and the earth stopped a hundred feet away from the three of them.

In the blink of an eye, the group that turned into a tornado unfolded into a black net.

Outside the sky, a touch of red appeared.

Xiao Wenwen thought that he was delusional, rubbed his eyes, and looked again.

A gorgeous red, like the evening glow under the setting sun.

This is the first time in the secret realm of the colorless world that I really saw color, and it was such a magnificent and inexplicable color.

"Strange star."

Ba Mo spat out these two words in his scale-covered mouth.

Xiao Wenwen didn't know if what he heard was true or not, so he could only follow his voice and guess what he said.

Just when Xiao Wenwen wanted to ask about pulling out demons, what is Luan Xing.

The deep purple glow in the pupils of Ba Mo and Kui Mo faded away.

Like the tide on the seashore, it disappears in an instant.

After the dark purple color in their eyes faded, Xiao Wendao took a closer look, only to see that there was only black in the pupils of the two of them, a black that was lifeless.

"呲呲."

A burst of metal collision sounds hit the sky and the earth.

I saw that the red light in the distance swarmed towards the crowd.

Taking a closer look, in the red light, there are butterflies as usual. The bodies of the butterflies are all dark red, and there are silky black lines on the fluttering wings of the butterflies.

In the fight between "Blood Butterfly" and the group, the falling blood butterflies are like snowflakes in deep winter.

When the "Blood Butterfly" died, it would turn into black. Just three feet away from Xiao Wenwen's left front, there was a dead body of a "Blood Butterfly".

Seeing that the blood butterfly and the group were fighting fiercely, Xiao Wendao turned around, picked up the dead blood butterfly, and looked at it carefully.

The blood butterfly lying in the palm of his hand was very cold all over, as if the ice had melted away.

The body is hard, and the wings of the blood butterfly are like forged sword blades. The thin butterfly wings are very sharp. Xiao asked when he was thinking of putting the dead blood butterfly into the Sumeru Ring.

On his left shoulder, a hand was pressed.

It wasn't the hands of Ba Mo and Kui Mo, even Kong Kong didn't move.

White long armor, small palm, engraved with a "butterfly" rune on the palm.

That person took the dead "Blood Butterfly" from Xiao Wendao's palm, threw it forward, and the dead "Blood Butterfly" flew high again.

Xiao Wenwen took a deep breath, originally wanting to wait and see what happened.

I only heard the person behind him say: "This is the ember butterfly, no one can take it's idea."

Just as Xiao Wendao was about to turn around and look at the person behind him, the person's hand on his shoulder increased with strength.

Half of his body began to go numb.

Enduring the pain and numbness in his body, he got away from the fire in one breath.

But just when he was about to turn around, he felt dizzy in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It was as if the sky fell down and landed on him.

Wendao sword was hanging in the palm of his hand, just when Xiao Wendao was unconscious, he only heard a voice in his ear.

"Hmph, the weak."

Unwillingly passed out, and unwillingly woke up.

When Xiao Wenwen woke up, his body was tied to a stone pillar, which was cold.

The world in his eyes is even colder.