Devour evolution from a knife

After Li Mu saw the flame symbol on this person's clothes, he was shocked: "Spiritual group! Grass!"

Afterwards, figures of the supernatural group began to appear everywhere, Li Mu turned his head and returned the same way as fast as he could without even thinking about it.

"Spiritual group, I'm not finished with you!" Li Mu howled angrily, he managed to escape, but was forced back by this group.

Li Mu maximized his speed, sacrificed a clone, and fled in two directions.

"So fast!"

"Ge Zhan, don't let him run away!"

"It has the speed of ghost soldiers, and it can't catch up without the speed of the mid-term solid foundation!"

"Damn it, why are there two?"

"It's useless, he ran back to the evil cultivator's area."

"Damn it, tell the boss, is there a general attack?"

Li Mu flew back to the area where the rare life lived, and quickly howled: "Enemy attack!"

After Li Mu shouted, he changed the direction and rushed out, unexpectedly there were shadows of the supernatural group flashing in all directions, and the whole organization became a turtle in a urn.

Li Mu quickly jumped on a tree, his soul rushed back into his body, relying on the method of concealing energy to hide his eyes and ears.

The arrival of a large number of monks woke up the sub-helm monks who were originally cultivating and flew out.

The leader, You Hufa, stepped on the flying sword and let out a long howl, reminding everyone.

"The lingering guy." You Chaoqun looked at the three Jindan stage monks from the supernatural group rushing forward.

"Today we will see where you are going to flee." The King of Soldiers flipped the flying sword under his feet and began to attack You Chaoqun fiercely, without any intention of ink.

The ghost generals below saw that the supernatural group was bullying more and less, so they rushed to help one after another, and for a while, they met their opponents.However, the people in the sub-rudder below are far from so relaxed. There are too many people in the supernatural group, and they are all in a two-on-one or three-on-one situation. In addition, the magic weapons and equipment of the supernatural group are excellent, and the sub-rudder members are very fast. The wind fell.

All of a sudden, the hills were in chaos.

Yin Sha Yinyue took the opportunity to come to the area where the two rare lives were, and packed them all in a storage bag.

"Hey, where's the knife?" Yin Yue panicked and had to open the storage bag again: "Did you see Zhou Qing?"

For a while everyone hesitated, Yuan Zheng said: "Senior, I saw Zhou Qing enter Qin Chi's room."

Hearing this, Qin Chi's soul trembled, and he said, "Senior brother Zhou Qing, let's get some air out."

Yin Yue's face was gloomy, and he glanced resentfully at Qin Chi in the storage bag, quickly put it in his waist, and began to search.

And Yin Sha, who went to collect the lives of the immortal camp, was far less lucky than Yin Yue. Five or six strong men from the supernatural group appeared on this mountain and began to grab rare lives, causing them to flee in droves.

Under the rage of the ghost general, the two ghost hands kept flying, but they were all blocked by a bald man from the supernatural group.

"Don't be aggressive." The bald man threw out a fly whisk and started to attack Yin Sha. The golden light on the fly whisk was specially used to restrain the ghosts.

The life of the immortal camp fled around, and the scene got a little out of control.

Li Mu was on a tree on a hilltop, feeling the breath of death everywhere, looking around quite alertly.

Just now.

The little assistant said: "Sensing a large number of rare lives in the fairy camp, the intermediate hunting mission has started!"

"Damn!" Li Mu yelled, it's really unwise to do missions in this kind of situation, and there are still a large number of them!

The little assistant's voice didn't mean to stop at all: "One piece of ordinary utensils of the fifth rank, four pieces of ordinary utensils of the sixth rank, three pieces of ordinary utensils of the seventh rank, and one piece of ordinary utensils of the eighth rank."

"Intermediate task, start the red dot coordinate positioning."

Following the sound, a picture appeared in front of Li Mu's eyes, with nine red dots coming towards him!
Li Mu looked around, there were battlefields everywhere, if he made a move, it was really unknown whether he would escape or not.

The most worrying thing is that this group of rare lives will be snatched by humans, and they will not be able to hunt effectively. In desperation, Li Mu can't care so much, the soul floats up, picks up the body and faces the first A red dot rushed over.

On the top of the mountain where the roaring sound kept ringing, many rare lives kept scurrying around in the area where people fought, which provoked the monks at the helm to fight for their lives.

"Catch them!" There were many people in the supernatural group, and they gradually separated their hands to chase the rare life.

Li Mu tightly held the knife in his hand, and rushed towards the first red dot.

Avoiding the many battlefields in front, many people from the supernatural group behind him have already started chasing him. Li Mu increased his speed to the extreme and wandered in various battlefields, constantly stamping the seal of "Bing" in his hand, forming a soul. The arrow attacked the cultivator who was in the way ahead.

"That knife is so fast! Catch him!"

The place became even more chaotic, people from the supernatural group kept jumping around behind the rare life, people in the sub-helm frantically started to attack and held back some pursuers, and then some people shunted out.

As Li Mu dodged from left to right, some ghosts that monks used to fight were also stalked, and they were sucked into the belly of the sword by Li Mu one after another, and Li Mu gradually became more eye-catching on the battlefield.

"That knife can absorb souls!"

"Catch him, be sure to catch him."

"quick……"

The value of absorbing souls goes without saying, there are too many souls on this continent.

There are more and more obstacles in front of Li Mu, and his heart is getting heavier and heavier.

"Zhou Qing, I'll protect you, go find the guardian, and remember my ability to protect the sword."

"Zhou Qing, run away! I also have the ability to protect the sword, remember my name is Qiming."

"Zhou Qing, remember to mention me when you meet the Lord. My name is Taoist Unreasonable."

The monks in the sub-helm were even more desperate at this time, and they took out housekeeping methods and spells one after another. For a while, dust billowed on the battlefield, flames, ice cones, and black fog were everywhere!

With the help of the people at the helm, Li Mu's pressure became lighter.

Running wildly all the way, the first red dot appeared not far from Li Mu. It was a sixth-grade mortal weapon. Its body was extremely weird. It was an elephant's tooth. It was constantly emitting white light, confusing the audience. There were many monks chasing after him, and they bumped into Li Mu by themselves, chanting desperately: "Brother, save me!"

There was actually a solid foundation monk behind him. Seeing that the ivory was about to fall into the hands of others, Li Mu rushed quickly and hit the "Linzijue" with a sound of "beam", half the speed, and smashed the ivory under the Taoist's nose. The humanoid soul inhaled into its own space, then sacrificed its clone, and fled in two directions.

"Congratulations to the host, you have gained 6 points of merit for killing the sixth-grade mortal weapon of the Slaughtering Immortal camp."

"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 500 evolution points and sharp points each."

……

"Innate supernatural power?" The Taoist's eyes widened, and he no longer paid attention to the dull ivory that fell to the ground.

"Grab that knife! Gifted with supernatural powers!"

"The one on the right is faster, it's the main body."

"The speed on the left is slower, it's a cover-up, hurry up!"

With a bang, the butcher's knife on the left disappeared without a trace, and Li Mu fled to another group of people. Every time Li Mu appeared in a place, the pressure on the monks at the helm would double, and they had to release various spells to lower the box. Some sub-helm monks with insufficient true essence were crushed by the supernatural group one after another.

The roar continued.