"It's Nanyuan Mountain in front, why is something wrong?" Bu Xianxian blinked.

Nanyuan Mountain is the largest mountain range in Yuanzhou, but there are no spiritual veins and no treasures on the mountain, and there are no dangerous illusions and adventures. Except for the occasional pain in the pain of the leisure, mortals who come out to see the scenery will come in and climb the mountain, and they are usually deserted.

Yu Chengmo narrowed his eyes, as if he felt it again at the end, confirmed it, and then said: "There is more than just the breath of a demon cultivator in front of him, it is very complicated."

"Could..." Bu Xianxian thought about it, and the characteristics of Nanyuan Mountain were counted in her mind, and her face soon changed: "Nanyuan Mountain has become a stronghold of the demon cultivator?" It is rare to see the earth veins of the demon cultivator. It would not be surprising that the demon cultivator settled his home in such a place.

"What should I do? Wait for the senior brother to come?" Bu Xianxian asked with some concern.

"There is no need to wait for the senior brother." Yu Chengmo was a little jealous and a little stubborn: "When the demon cultivators in the world saw me, they could only call me dad. If they went in, they would be beaten to death." After that, he raised his neck and walked forward.

Bu Xianxian's mouth moved, and she seemed to want to speak but stopped, so she finally chose to follow.

Although he was arrogant, after approaching Nanyuan Mountain, Yu Cheng Mo asked Bu Xianxian to restrain his breath. In the eyes of his cultivator, the Nanyuan Mountain was now shrouded in a high concentration of demonic energy.

The two of them went all the way to Nanyuan Mountain, and Yu Chengmo discovered the first level, two magic cultivators in the foundation-building stage.

"Soldiers and Carriages!" Yu Chengmo hummed, using the smallest power of the military chariot. Two dagger-sized swords with a whoosh, like two lightning bolts penetrated the chests of two demon cultivators who knew nothing.

In an instant, the evil-killing spirit transformed from the wounds of the two demon cultivators surged out and was absorbed by Yu Cheng Mo.

"Let's go." Yu Chengmo continued to walk forward, and when he passed by the corpses of the two demon cultivators, lowering his head and only looking at the road in front of him.

The two of them walked forward all the way. Once they met the demon cultivator, they would be a military chariot. After all, Yu Cheng Mo was also a Nascent Soul in Xianyu. The spiritual consciousness of those demon cultivators was far less powerful than him. Before they could feel anything abnormal, they were inexplicably killed by white lights.

The military chariot talisman is worthy of being the most famous starting style of the Junshi Cliff. It can be attacked in groups or killed alone. It can be as powerful as a rainbow, quiet as silent, and has a quick move, with its own flash.

However, more and more demon cultivators were killed, and Yu Chengmo's face became worse and worse after absorbing more spiritual energy, while Bu Xianxian stood behind him and watched all this.

After knowing that this might be the place where the demon cultivators gathered, the reason why Bu Xianxian was worried was not that he could not beat Yu Cheng Mo, but that he was worried that Yu Cheng Mo could not kill him.

She still remembered that in three years, a young man who was hoped by the top ten sects called the Demon Elimination Star, only killed one demon cultivator and lie on the ground and vomited and burst into tears. He had to use the curved methods of Huanshi Alliance and Demon Elimination Blade to use Yu Chengmo's abilities.

Yu Chengmo dared not kill anyone in his heart! He could not accept murder!

This is the reason why he stayed with soldiers when he was using military vehicles. Long-range killing was the minimum he could accept. For three years, he still couldn't stand watching people being killed at close range, especially by doing it himself.
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