"What are you smoking? It smells pretty, not like tobacco."

Mo Yu glanced at the extraordinary Dawn troops controlled by Daji, shook his nose, looked at Daji's smoke gun, and asked softly.

"Xuncao, a kind of beauty grass for beauty, can be dried and eaten with its smoke to nourish the skin," Daji took the blast from his lips and handed it to Mo Yu quietly, "Do you want to try it?"

"No,"

Mo Yu shook his head and smiled, "I don't have the need for beauty."

"Yes, after all, the teacher is so beautiful."

Daji paused for a moment, took back the gun, and nodded seriously.

"Your flattery skills are not bad," Mo Yu laughed silently, and looked at the stable space channel, and walked over step by step. "I didn't expect there was a space channel to other places here."

He had just heard Daji say that this is the Kunlun Secret Realm. He didn't feel anything strange about Kunlun in the alien space in the mythical and legendary space. He was just a little curious about where Kunlun's path to reality leads to.

However, just as Mo Yu was about to enter the space passage and go out to take a look, a tree root suddenly rushed out of the ground and blocked him.

There is a familiar atmosphere on the roots of the jujube tree in the yard. Now it seems that the jujube tree is the only intelligent creature in this secret realm, and it should be the guardian in this secret realm.

"Is there anything?"

Mo Yu asked in confusion.

The tree roots coiled around the sky and then drew a black crack in the sky.

The crack was dark and deep, and a little cold breath came, as if leading to some hidden area.

The tree roots coiled around Mo Yu, pointed to Mo Yu, and then pointed to the crack, and then made the action of entering the crack.

"You want us to go in and have a look?"

This action Mo Yu can still understand.

The roots of the tree quickly swayed up and down, as if a person was nodding.

"Is there anything behind?"

Mo Yu asked casually.

The tree root was stunned for a moment, as if thinking about how to explain it to Mo Yu. After a while, thick tree roots rose from the ground, and these tree roots surrounded each other and gradually separated.

Then Mo Yu saw one tree root chasing another tree root. The chased tree root ran to the black crack and made a jump in.

At the same time, the tree root was chased behind and blocked by other tree roots.

Mo Yu felt that he understood, but he didn't understand it completely.

"You mean someone just jumped in? Hopefully we can save him."

He tried to summarize his own language and asked the tree root.

The tree root paused for a moment, seemed to think for a while, and then nodded wildly.

"Okay," Mo Yu thought for a moment, "Let's go in and take a look."

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Old Li looked at the boy lying on the hood in front of him in amazement, and the boy also looked at Old Li in amazement, or behind Old Li, he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed behind Old Li.

“Master…”

Old Li swallowed and said tremblingly, wondering if he should look back.

"Okay OK, there are always all kinds of accidents happening in this world."

The fat monk was still rubbing his stiff cheeks, his tone full of helplessness.

And his voice attracted the young man on the hood to see him. He looked at the fat monk in surprise.

"Fat bald man! You're here!"

The fat monk's movement of rubbing his face was obviously stiff. He did not care about the boy's words, but looked at Old Li next to him.

"Donor, now take off your seat belt, push open the door next to it, get out of the car, right... That's it, hurry!"

Following the instructions of the fat monk, Lao Li quickly untied the seat belt, pushed open the car door suddenly, and rushed out of the car. The moment he rushed out of the car door, a head floating in the air, pulled by his slender neck stretched out from the gap between the main and co-pilots, and suddenly hit the main driver's position.

Old Li was just moving a little slower, and the head would be directly penetrated by this head.

At this moment, Lao Li finally noticed what was behind him. The thing was not chasing behind the car, but stayed quietly in his back seat.

They were densely packed heads, just like the dense balloons held by balloon sellers on the street. These heads were densely packed with neatly from top to bottom. When Lao Li was watching them, their eyes were also wide open, and all their eyes were gathered on Lao Li.

When Lao Li felt a chill when he thought of such a monster sitting behind him and the eyes of the head kept staring at him quietly from behind.

At this time, the fat monk also got out of the car, holding the young man who was originally lying on the hood,

"Master," Old Li took a few steps back tremblingly, "What should I do?"

The man saw Lao Li get out of the car and gathered together, rushed out of the car door like fishing fish, suspended in the air, and his slender necks pulled the heads of the people suspended in the air together like thin ropes, and connected to a ball of meat below.

The eyes of those heads were all on Lao Li, and strange smiles appeared on their pale cheeks, and then rushed towards Lao Li frantically.

"I feel so painful, I feel so painful"

"Why Why"

"You all have to die"

“Be a part of us”

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The man opened his head and mouth, and crazy murmurs rang around him. Among these sounds, Old Li vaguely heard the voice of the young girl he had just carried.

"Don't panic, don't panic," the fat monk smiled and stood in front of Lao Li. "The resentful spirits here are all eroded by the resentment of the Dharma-Ending Resentment, so that the monk can be liberated."

Then he threw the boy in black in his hand to the ground and dragged out a huge golden eight-ring Zen stick from the void. The Zen stick was about two meters high and looked very heavy. It was like a cage on the top, with golden metal rings nesting on it, colliding with each other and making a crisp sound.

The fat monk held a Zen stick in his hand, his treasure was solemn, his body covered with golden light, and his faint charm of compassion and harmony spread all around him.

Just when Lao Li thought the fat monk was going to preach and sent the monster in front of him to the Pure Land, the fat monk's muscles rose up all over his body, swung the Zen stick in his hand and drew a sound explosion, which directly hit the head flying from the air.

The Zen stick swung like a treasure hammer, one by one, hitting the human head like a balloon, and directly blasted the round one into pieces.

In an instant, the world was filled with fine minced meat.

Old Li looked at this scene blankly and did not react for a moment until some pieces fell on him and the smell of rotten smell came into his nose. He could no longer help but lie on the side of the road and vomited.
Chapter completed!