Chapter 633

"Strange, why is it foggy?"

"Isn't it good if it's foggy? You can just start working on the spot, quack quack!" A man with chest hair straightened his lower body against the air, quacking a strange laugh.

"Haha, you. He. Damn, it's a shame that you don't go to the sea."

sososo~

There are fuzzy white shadows that quickly shuttle and swim in the sea of ​​fog without touching their feet. They almost merge with the sea of ​​fog. Just like the man with the chest hair said, these seas of fog have become the best cover.

Huh~~

There was a gust of wind, and the strange smile of the hairy-chested man stopped abruptly. His eyes looked down dully, and an arm made of white mist emerged from his chest, holding a ball in his hand that was thumping. beating heart.

The hairy-chested man wanted to ask for advice, but he could only make a "ho ho" gasp from his throat, and blood bubbles overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

His consciousness immediately sank into the darkness, and the strong corpse shook a few times and thumped to the ground.

A sluggish spirit was pulled out from the corpse on the ground by the fog demon and inhaled into the body, and the strength of this fog monster was actually slightly increased.

The mist demon slowly raised his head, looked at the wretched man who was still laughing and also cracked a smile.

Wu Yao's body accelerated and sprinted in front of him, the wretched man met Wu Yao's scarlet eyes, the crotch of his trousers became hot, and there was a foul smell in the air, he was actually scared to pee.

The fog demon clasped the fog paw on his face in disgust, and with a little force, the man's head burst open like a rotten watermelon, and the red and white flowed all over the floor.

The fog demon inhaled the wretched man's spirit into his body, and his strength increased again.

It was no longer satisfied with this kind of slow hunting, and began to actively look for other thug dregs. More and more thug dregs died in the hands of this fog monster. After the fog monster's strength reached the threshold, it slowly split into one A slightly smaller fog monster.

In the constant killing, the number of fog demons is increasing, and the smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

The filth is disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bewitching blood plums on the ground are blooming, forming a picture of silent killing together.

"Something's wrong, everyone is centered on me, and they are gathering closer to me. A powerful spirit has made a move!"

"Hey, I'm afraid he's a bird, the guys in my hands are not vegetarian..."

Before the man could finish his words, a mist demon rushed towards him at high speed like a fired bullet, scratching his heart with a claw in his incredulous eyes.

Apart from ordinary people, many of these thug dregs are spiritual practitioners.

These spiritual cultivators have all seen blood on their hands, and they are real desperadoes. The moment they see the fog monster appear, they don't care about it, and greet the fog monster with various attacks.

Focused by so many attacks, the mist demon exploded on the spot and turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

The thug whose heart was scratched by its claws also died without a whole body, blood mixed with minced meat splashed everywhere, and the painted walls and streets were all over the place.

"Haha, I thought this thing was powerful, but I didn't expect it to look powerful, but it's actually as useless as that idiot."

"It's not right, this may be a summoned creature, everyone be careful!"

This reminder was still too late, the dead fog demon was like a beacon that was launched, a beacon for other fog demons who were hunting scum nearby!

Chi Chi Chi!

One after the other, the fog monsters dealt with the prey in their hands two or three times, turned around and rushed to the beacon launch point.