633: C633 Fog

C633 Fog

"Strange, why is there a fog?"1

"Isn't it good to fog? We can start right here, quack quack! " A man with hair all over his chest straightened his body against the air and cackled.

"Haha, you …" He … It's such a waste of talent not going into the sea. "

Sososo ~

There was a blurry white shadow moving quickly among the Fog Sea s. It was as the chest hair man had said, these Fog Sea were the best cover for him.

Whoosh!

A breeze blew, and the man with the chest hair stopped laughing. He looked down with dull eyes and saw an arm made of white fog sticking out of his chest. In the hand of the white fog, he was holding a lump of beating heart.

The chest hair man wanted to ask for advice, but he could only make a 'huff' sound from his throat, and bubbles of blood leaked out from the corners of his mouth.

His consciousness disappeared into the darkness, and the strong body swayed a few times before crashing to the ground.

A sluggish spirit was sucked into the Fog Demon's body from the corpse on the ground. Unexpectedly, the strength of this Fog Demon was slightly increased.

The Fog Demon slowly raised its head and looked at the vulgar man who was still laughing.

The Fog Demon's body accelerated and suddenly appeared in front of him. The vulgar man and the Fog Demon's scarlet eyes looked at each other, and when his pants got hot, a coquettish stench permeated the air. He had actually peed his pants in fright.

The Fog Demon clawed at his face with its misty claws in disgust. The man's head exploded like a rotten watermelon, red and white flowing all over the ground.

This Fog Demon absorbed the vulgar man's spirit into its body, causing its power to increase once again.

It was no longer satisfied with the slow hunting, and instead took the initiative to search for other thug dregs. The number of thug dregs that died at the hands of the Fog Demon increased, and after the Fog Demon reached the threshold, it slowly split into a smaller Fog Demon.

As they continued to kill, the number of Fog Demon continued to increase, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

The filth disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bewitching blood plum blossoms blossomed on the ground, connecting together to form a silent killing diagram.

"Something's not right. Everyone, gather around me. A powerful Spirit Cultivator is attacking!"

"Hehe, what the f * ck are you afraid of? The people in my hands aren't cowards either …"

Before the man could finish his sentence, a Fog Demon shot out like a bullet and grabbed him right in the heart.

Other than normal people, there were also a lot of Spirit Cultivator amongst these scum.

The hands of these Spirit Cultivator s had all seen blood, they were truly desperate, when they saw the Fog Demon appear they didn't care about it at all, and all kinds of attacks were directed at the Fog Demon.

Being attacked like that, the Fog Demon exploded on the spot and turned into a cloud of smoke.

The thug whose heart had been crushed was also dead. Blood mixed with flesh splattered everywhere, covering the entire street.

"Haha, I thought this thing was powerful, but I didn't expect it to actually be the same kind of trash as that idiot."

"Something's wrong. This might be a summoned creature. Everyone, be careful!"

This reminder was still too late, the dead Fog Demon was like a beacon for the other Fog Demon that were hunting for dregs nearby!

Chi chi chi!

One after another, Fog Demon finished off the prey in their hands and rushed to the beacon location.

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