Huang Ran's eyes turned pale and almost frightened.

The nine-headed golden lion gestured to his chest a few more times and muttered: "It's okay below the waist."

Puff...!

Suddenly, Huang Ran was so scared that he was flowing all over the body, and a strong stench filled his mouth.

"I..."

The nine-headed golden lion was furious and his sharp claws fell, directly dividing his upper body into several segments, and Huang Ran was almost cut into slices.

Those who die can't die again.

The others were scared crazy and screamed and ran away... However, the nine-headed golden lion was too big. One claw could kill several people, roll, and crush a large area to death.

Those nine big mouths never stopped, and they were having a lot of fun eating.

In just a few minutes, more than 400 people were left, and less than half of them were left.

The crowd fled in all directions, but the nine-headed golden lion could suck them back with a big mouth and then bit them into two pieces.

The man in black robe was cold and his whole body was stiff.

He did not escape like everyone else. Qin Mu was here, and his chance of escaping was very slim... But this does not mean that he gave up, he was just looking for an opportunity.

The nine-headed golden lion is extremely powerful, how could these people be their opponents?

In the blink of an eye, he almost killed all of them.

There were only a dozen people left at the entire scene. They teased them like cats and mice. The people escaped, were sucked back by him, and then let them go.

Finally, one paw went down and it turned into meat sauce... because it was full.

More than 400 people, a very terrible number, the scene was filled with blood and corpses.

Finally, there was a man in black robe left.

The nine-headed golden lion patted it with one claw.

boom...!

The storm swept through, and the man in black robe naturally would not sit and wait for death. He hit him out with a palm and directly overturned the huge body of the nine-headed golden lion.

The nine-headed golden lion was too big. After overturning, it smashed the ground. It was also confused. This person was a little fierce.

roar...!

The nine-headed golden lion was furious. He thought he was a weak human, but he didn't expect that he had some ability to overturn it. Although it was not paying attention, it was enough to prove that this person's cultivation level was the lowest.

The flesh and blood of the powerful emperors are not comparable to those of weak humans. The flesh and blood of the powerful emperors are full of essence and blood, which is very beneficial to eat.

The nine-headed golden lion is both angry and excited.

boom...!

Nine mouths roared together, and rolling sound waves swept out, overturning the ground.

The man in black robe had no intention of fighting at all. Facing the attack of the nine-headed golden lion, he chose to escape, not to take action.

He exerted his speed to the extreme. When he ran for his life, who wouldn't regret his parents giving birth to two legs for himself?

However, someone would not allow him to leave.

Bang...!

There was nothing in front of him, but he seemed to have knocked down an iron plate, without any warning, and was directly hit and bleeding. He fell back, revealing a muffled groan of pain.

The nine-headed golden lion caught up and opened its bloody mouth and bit it directly.

After all, the man in black robe is in the Human Emperor realm, so he will definitely not sit and wait for death. His breath swept across his body and spread his arms. He actually grabbed a sharp tooth in his mouth from the nine-headed golden lion, making it unable to bite.

However, he forgot that the nine-headed golden lion had nine heads, blocking one, and eight... What's more, his cultivation level was not as good as the nine-headed golden lion.

Under the same level, the sub-divine beast will definitely abuse the opponent.

The other eight heads instantly bit all parts of the man in the black robe, and his sharp teeth pierced his body... With a sizzling sound, it was like a torn rag, and the man in the black robe was torn into pieces, and then swallowed directly by the nine-headed golden lion.

The taste of the powerful emperor is different.

The nine-headed golden lion narrowed his eyes comfortably, feeling that his cultivation had increased a little.

Just now, Qin Mu cured the last injured disciple of Ziyun Sect.

He looked at the Nine-Headed Emperor Lion and suddenly imprisoned it.

The nine-headed golden lion was stunned and could not move. I wonder what Qin Mu wanted to do?

Qin Mu walked over and grabbed the nine-headed golden lion's tail with one hand, which was twice as thick as an adult's waist, and then a horrifying scene appeared.

Qin Mu carried the tail of the nine-headed golden lion, then swung it up, and with a bang, the earth shook and smashed hard on the ground. The ground suddenly burst and a big pit appeared.

Bang bang...!

Qin Mu was carrying nine golden lions, like a hammer the size of a hill, smashing them all over the place, and the ground within hundreds of meters was smashed with big and small pits, riddled with holes.

The nine-headed golden lion screamed shrillly. Every time it contacted the ground, its internal organs were almost shattered, and its bones were clattering, and several of them had broken.

The most terrifying thing is that the qi and blood are surging, and blood is pouring out of its nine big mouths.

The people of Ziyun Sect were full of horror. The nine-headed golden lion was their savior. I wonder why Qin Mu treated him like this?

"Help, spare your life... I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, please spare your life..." The nine-headed golden lion knew Qin Mu's dissatisfaction with it.

At the same time, I was extremely frightened. Qin Mu's power was so scary that he could use it as a hammer with one hand.

Bang...!

Maybe Qin Mu was tired of smashing it, so he threw it out.

Qin Mu looked at it coldly and said, "Don't think that killing some people can offset what you did, look at the death of Ziyun Sect."

The nine-headed golden lion hummed in pain, pretending to be dead... I don't listen or not, the turtle chanted scriptures. The reason they died was because of their lack of strength. What does it have to do with me?

But it still tried its best to pretend to be wrong. He was really afraid of Qin Mu, the pervert.

Qin Mu snorted coldly and walked back, "Where is your sect leader?"

If Mo Zihan is not here, is he dead? Qin Mu's heart suddenly broke out.

A disciple of Ziyun Sect said: "Senior Killing God, we are divided into three groups. Our sect leader led a team of people and headed towards Wushuang Pavilion."

Qin Mu felt relieved. If Mo Zihan really died, he would cut off the head of the nine-headed golden lion and burn it.

"Take your elders and wait for me in front of you, and I will go and save your sect leader."

"Yes, thank you Senior Killing God for saving our life, and thank you Senior Killing God for saving our sect leader.

Qin Mu nodded slightly, "It's time to save you, let's go quickly."

The disciples of Ziyun Sect survived the disaster and thanked Qin Mu one after another.

Qin Mu looked at the nine-headed golden lion, "Did you die? Get up for me if you are not dead."

The nine-headed golden lion was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. After Qin Mu's words, he jumped up quickly, shrank his body, and ran over, "I'm not dead, I'm not dead yet, I can still fight..."

Qin Mu didn't give it time to talk at all. The purple light enveloped it, rolled it up directly and flew into the air, instantly disappearing into the air.

......

Mo Zihan, at this time, was hiding and resting in a valley.

They had just experienced a fierce battle...there are only half of the 100 disciples he led now.

Among the enemies, there is a powerful emperor in the divine realm with a slightly higher cultivation level than him. Although the disciples of Ziyun Sect are very strong, the tiger cannot resist the wolves.

This valley is hidden at the corner of the two mountains, and it just takes a little rest... Everyone is too tired. They have rested for no more than eight hours in the past three days. If they remain still, three days are nothing to the warriors, but these three days are almost spent in battle... Each time they have started a new battle before they can recover.

Mo Zihan's face was pale, and his consumption was not small... But what he was most worried about now was Jin Heming and others. They were escorting the family of Ziyun Sect, and their movement speed would be very slow. I wonder how it is now?

"Sect Master, you can rest for a while, I'll be on guard." A disciple of Ziyun Sect walked over and said.

Mo Zihan said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about me, hurry up and hurry up and recover."

He looked outside the mountain pass. The other party was probably searching for the mountain now, and they couldn't hide here for long.

He walked over, hid behind a huge rock, looked outside with vigilance... Then, he took out a few spiritual herbs from his hand and began to absorb them.

He is so envious of the little phoenix now that he eats spiritual herbs... He can only absorb it bit by bit, and compared with consumption, it is a drop in the bucket.

Rumble...!

Suddenly, the ground under my feet trembled, and the mountains on both sides were trembling slightly.

Mo Zihan's face suddenly changed. He looked up suddenly and saw that there were shadows on the top of the mountain, and several huge rocks weighing tens of thousands of pounds rolling down.

"Do away quickly, avoid..."

Mo Zihan's face was pale and his voice was yelling.

The disciples of Ziyun Sect could not withstand these huge rocks, and they would be smashed into meat sauce.

It turned out that the man had discovered them a long time ago, and he actually quietly went up the mountain and pushed down the huge rock. It was so sinister.

However, these huge rocks rolled down too quickly, and the disciples of Ziyun Sect didn't have time to dodge... Besides, the valley is small and it is not easy to dodge.
To be continued...