The teleportation array set up by Luo Shang is on a low mountain five hundred miles north of Dongsha City. This is a hidden volcanic cave. The teleportation array is on a huge rock in the volcano, with steaming magma below.
The twenty-three people and the one hundred and thirty-four mortals that Xiao Shuai had just had time to save were huddled in the corner. The place was too close to the magma, and the hot breath made it difficult for them to breathe. If it weren't for the middle-aged man in blue shirt,
People use spiritual power to cover all mortals, and I am afraid that many mortals will be suffocated directly.
The middle-aged man in blue shirt looked at the crater. The crater was covered by magma, and a layer of Five Elements Formation was also covered on it, making it impossible to get out.
Other cultivators also looked around in confusion. They originally thought they were going to face the Yumon demons, but for some reason they suddenly came to this inexplicable cave.
The teleportation array flashed again, and Mu Yu and Luo Shang also came to the cave. Xiaoshuai took Mu Yu's hand, like a well-behaved little brother.
"You two are back? Where are the Yumon Demon Clan? Where are we? Where are the others?" The middle-aged man in blue shirt came up to us and asked with a solemn expression.
He had just asked the mortals who were transported later, but none of them remembered what had just happened, as if they had suddenly lost their memory.
Mu Yu glanced around, and the lava fire reflected on everyone's face. No one had the joy of surviving the disaster, and more only had confusion and worry, because they were worried that they would be teleported to the home of the Yomon Demon Tribe.
"We should go out." Mu Yu looked at the hole above.
Luo Shang had already jumped up, and his sword light swept across, shattering the five elements formation above, revealing the starry sky. Mu Yu had already rolled up everyone, and took these mortals out of the crater one by one. The remaining cultivators
The ones followed closely behind.
There are taller peaks surrounding the low mountain, which cover the low mountain, making it difficult for someone to find it even if they fly over.
The killing aura on Mu Yu's body has been restrained. After accepting the killing aura, he can control it freely, but the hostility in his heart cannot be dissipated. The killing aura seems to have spread all over his body.
There is a cold air that keeps people away from thousands of miles away.
He led this group of mortals to settle in a relatively open place halfway up the mountain. The temperature in the mountain was very low. These mortals were shivering from the cold, and they were completely different from what they were in the volcano just now. The cultivator originally wanted to ask about Dongsha City.
What was the situation, but seeing the looks of Mu Yu and Luo Shang, they both knew enough not to ask further.
Xiaoshuai has already obtained a lot of pill fire stones from Mu Yu, and also found a lot of firewood to light a fire for these mortals to keep warm.
"Brother, thank you." Qingfan, who was only two years old, said seriously.
Xiaoshuai touched Qingfan, who was a head shorter than him, and said with a smile: "You're welcome, Xiao Qingfan is very brave!"
Qingfan blinked his big eyes and asked: "Brother, were the Yumeng demons beaten away?"
Xiaoshuai glanced at Mu Yu and Luo Shang, scratched his head, and said: "The Yumeng Demon Clan has been beaten away by us."
Mu Yu and Luo Shang were both silent.
"Brother, you are so awesome!" Qingfan said excitedly with a look of admiration on his face.
Xiaoshuai patted Qingfan on the shoulder, walked to Mu Yu and sat down without saying anything else.
But Qingfan seemed to have some problems, and ran towards Mu Yu and the others, not caring at all about the looming coldness emanating from Mu Yu and Luo Shang, but asked: "Brother, does that mean that we will die tomorrow?"
Can you go home?"
The only twenty remaining cultivators set their sights on Mu Yu and Luo Shang, as well as the remaining more than a hundred mortals. They all wanted to know this. If the Yumeng Demon Tribe has been driven away
Okay, so where have the remaining people in Dongsha City gone?
Xiaoshuai said hesitantly: "There is no more Dongsha City."
Qingfan's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Has our home been destroyed by the Yumon Demon Clan?"
Xiaoshuai didn't know how to answer this question.
There was a long silence.
"Then where did the rest of the people go?" Qingfan asked again.
Mu Yu raised his head and glanced at Qingfan, and said calmly: "Dead."
Everyone was stunned. There were more than 100,000 people in Dongsha City, and they were all dead?
"Dead? Big brother, are they all dead? Were they all killed by the Yumeng demon clan?" Qingfan asked eagerly.
He is only two years old, and he is childish and won't anger Mu Yu and Luo Shang, and he can also express the questions in everyone's heart.
"Death in the hands of the devil." Mu Yu said indifferently.
Killing all the cultivators in the city, Mu Yu and Luo Shang are demons.
Those cultivators who killed the old city lord and Xuanzangtang's family and wanted to hand over Muyu to the Yumeng Demon Clan were also demons!
These people died in the hands of Mu Yu and Luo Shang, but they also died in their own hands. They didn't have to die. As long as they had some blood and dignity, Mu Yu would have saved them.
However, among more than 100,000 people, only 23 people have not forgotten the blood and dignity of being a human race. Mu Yu can do nothing against these people.
Qingfan clenched his little fists and said firmly: "Brother, when I grow up, I will destroy the Yumon Demon Clan and destroy all the demons just like you!"
Both Mu Yu and Luo Shang looked at Qingfan with calm eyes and did not say anything.
Xiaoshuai moved his mouth, trying to tell Qingfan what "devil" meant, but in the end he didn't say it.
Qingfan looked at the five neat coffins placed behind Mu Yu, and asked in confusion: "Brother, what are these five boxes for?"
"Five loyal people are sleeping." Mu Yu said softly.
Qingfan touched his head in confusion and asked: "Brother, are you saying that the old man, the city lord, is sleeping in here?"
"Um."
"When will Grandpa City Lord wake up?"
"When demons lose themselves, they may wake up, or they may never wake up."
"Why does the devil lose himself? If the devil loses himself, will he be killed by us?"
Mu Yu looked at Qingfan's clear and flawless eyes. For some reason, he didn't feel any irritation when he looked at Qingfan's pure eyes.
"I don't know, but if you want to kill the devil, you must understand whether you are a devil." Mu Yu said calmly.
"I will be a good person like my brother, not a devil." Qingfan said seriously.
"We are not necessarily good people, and cultivators are not necessarily good people, understand?" Mu Yu's voice showed a slight fluctuation.
Qingfan nodded as if understanding.
Then he seemed to remember something, and took out a pair of thumb-sized porcelain figures from his arms, handing them to Mu Yu and Luo Shang respectively: "Brother, these are the porcelain figures of the True God. They can bring me good things."
Luck, big brother, you saved us and killed the Yumeng demons. You are our great hero. These two porcelain figures are given to big brother and they will also bring you good luck in the future."
Luo Shang did not pick him up, but said: "I am not a great hero."
Mu Yu didn't answer. He was afraid of the word "great hero" because he thought of Mu Hao, who was now studying formations in the formation sect. At that time, Mu Hao always said that his brother was the "great hero" of the human race, but now
The "great hero" in Mu Hao's mind has turned into a demon who slaughtered Dongsha City.
He can no longer be a great hero.
"Big brother is a big hero in my heart." Qingfan said innocently.
Mu Yu hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take the porcelain figure. His fingers touched Qingfan's hand and he suddenly retracted it.
His whole body was as cold as a piece of ice. Qingfan's hands were very warm, as warm as Xiaoshuai's, but Xiaoshuai would not be frostbitten. He was worried that Qingfan would be frostbitten by himself.
"Brother, why are your hands so cold? Are you sick?" Qingfan asked worriedly.
Mu Yu took a deep breath, the coldness on his body gradually dissipated, and the temperature inside his body gradually rose.
"Thanks."
Mu Yu took Qingfan's little porcelain figure, which looked like a true god. The craftsman who made the porcelain figure was very skillful and looked exactly like the true god on the city gate tower.
"What about me? You didn't give me anything?" Xiaoshuai blinked.
"I still have it. My dad bought me nine. My dad said that the true god used to have nine clones and could control the nine heavenly swords. They were very powerful, so he bought nine for me." Qingfan took another step from his arms.
He took out one and handed it to Xiaoshuai.
"Big brother, do you really don't want it?" Qingfan asked Luo Shang.
Luo Shang was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the porcelain figure.
"Great! With the protection of the true god, we will all have good luck in the future!" Qingfan said happily.
True God’s protection?
Mu Yu and Luo Shang looked at the porcelain figures in their hands, and something strange emerged in their hearts. Their master was the true god Qingfan said, but where is the true god now?
"By the way, big brother, you saved us, but I don't even know your names! Are you immortal masters from a very powerful sect?" Qingfan asked again.
The twenty cultivators who were silent on the side all cheered up. This is what they want to know. These two people look so young, but they can fight against the Yumeng demons and teleport them out. Who is the big one?
Martial Arts?
Mu Yu and Luo Shang looked at each other but said nothing.
But Xiaoshuai interjected carelessly: "The three of us have no family and no sect. We travel all over the world and are at home all over the world. We are heroes and righteous, punishing rape and eradicating evil. My name is Da Mao, his name is Er Mao, and his name is San Mao!"
"Brother Da Mao, you are the youngest, why are you called Da Mao?"
"I'm telling you! Age doesn't matter. I'm their senior brother. Even though I'm the youngest, I'm actually the most powerful..."
Xiaoshuai began to talk nonstop about the messy things to Qingfan. Qingfan listened attentively, with wonder on his face and colorful expressions.
It was a sleepless night. Everyone was listening to Xiaoshuai spitting and impassioned about the legendary story of how he defeated the Yumeng demon clan with Ermao and Sanmao, which diluted the originally sad atmosphere and gave this long-suffering