Heitu city is an ordinary small town on the border of the Moro Dynasty.
Dugu Qiumo stepped into the small town and looked around.
The streets of the whole city are bleak and desolate. There are only houses built of black stones.
Shops and storefronts are rarely seen.
But if you think about it carefully, you really don''t dare to open a shop in the Moro Dynasty without that background and strength.
On both sides of the street, from time to time, there were dark and cold eyes staring at Dugu Qiumo.
"Hey, hey, is there another newcomer?"
"It''s a good momentum, but I don''t know how strong it is?"
"There are two kinds of people who come to the Moro Dynasty. One is the great power''s pride who comes to experience, and the other is the wicked madman who licks blood at the edge of the knife and dyes his hands with endless blood. Should that boy be the former?"
"Even if the boy has an extraordinary background, a place like the Moro Dynasty doesn''t care where he comes from."
Around the street, some people whispered.
Dugu Qiumo''s face was cold.
At this time, not far in front of the road, suddenly came the girl''s cry.
Dugu Qiumo looked at it lightly and saw a girl in a coarse cloth dress lying on a woman''s body and crying.
Although the girl''s dress is rough, her face is pure and beautiful.
At the moment, the tears in my eyes are red, pear blossom with rain, and I still feel pity at first sight.
Obviously, the dead woman is the girl''s mother.
Around the girl, there were several ferocious men who seemed to want to commit murder against the girl.
This scene, if it happened in other dynasties such as the sword Dynasty, will definitely attract a group of people to help when they see injustice.
However, in the Moro Dynasty, such a thing would not happen at all.
The people around looked at the scene indifferently.
There was even a look of watching the play in their eyes.
However, the eyes of watching the play did not fall on the girl, but on Dugu Qiumo.
They were curious about whether this lengtouqing who had just come to the Moro Dynasty had the same sense of justice and love as other Tianjiao who had come to the Moro Dynasty to experience.
Dugu begged the devil and walked to the girl without expression.
"Hey, hey, you are really a lengtouqing..."
Seeing Dugu Qiumo walking towards the girl, the crowd around him laughed faintly.
"Childe......" the girl bit her lips and looked at Dugu begging for the devil, tears in her eyes.
As if in despair, there was a ray of vitality.
"Boy, this is in the Moro Dynasty. I advise you not to mind your own business." a man showed his fierce face and spread his momentum.
Impressively, he is a master of nine changes of God and soul.
The same is true for the other men.
"Childe, please help me. They killed my mother and forced me..." tears filled the girl''s pure cheeks.
Dugu begged the devil to come to the girl, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised an arc.
When he and the girl were less than three feet apart.
The girl''s hazy tears suddenly flashed a ray of cold and poisonous light.
As soon as she turned her wrist, she immediately grabbed a knife edge poisoned dagger and skillfully stabbed the dagger under Dugu Qiumo''s left chest with lightning speed.
That''s where the average person''s heart is.
Tears remained on the girl''s face, but her expression was extremely vicious.
"Silly boy, remember in your next life, don''t come to the Moro Dynasty."
The girl''s expression was cold and sinister.
Several ferocious men around also laughed coldly.
"Hey, another unlucky ghost died in the hands of black butterfly."
"Tut Tut, she is a disciple of Mrs. Black Scorpion. Last time, the Tianjiao of Tiandi Lingqiao, a top Dynasty, was pierced by black butterflies and died with hatred."
Seeing this scene, people around * * head to ear.
But they didn''t feel anything. After all, dead people were normal in the Moro Dynasty.
However, at the next moment, including those watching the play and heidie, the expression on their faces was stunned.
Dugu begged the devil without any pain or response.
He looked at the black butterfly so indifferently that he didn''t even move his body.
Black butterfly''s eyes showed disbelief and asked Dugu for the devil''s left chest.
Her dagger was stabbed into Dugu Qiumo''s body, but there was no blood!
Only wisps of black magic gas leaked out.
"You... How could it be? This dagger is quenched with bone etching poison?"
The black butterfly is incoherent.
Previously, through this method, she plotted against many Tianjiao who came to the Moro Dynasty to experience.
It''s the same every time, but after a few breaths, those Tianjiao will fall to the ground, howl and die in endless pain.
But Dugu asked for the devil as if he didn''t feel pain.
There was no sign of poisoning.
In fact, this is due to Dugu Qiumo''s special physique.
The pure demon body and the cultivated fighting God demon body can shield him from pain perception and immune to most of the toxicity.
"Do you think I''m a fool?" Dugu asked the devil coldly.
It is not normal for a girl like her to live so long in such a cruel environment.
"You''ve seen through it long ago?" the black butterfly trembled.
"What do you say?" Dugu asked the devil to make an arc at the corner of his mouth.
Just the arc, very cold.
"Then don''t you run away?"
Looking at the evil young man who can''t be stabbed by a dagger and can''t be killed by poison, black butterfly has a sense of fear in her heart.
"Is it necessary?" Dugu asked the devil and grabbed the black butterfly''s face.
He did not hide, not that he could not hide, but that there was no need at all.
Almost the whole face of black butterfly was held by Dugu Qiumo.
Dugu begged the devil to raise his arm, and the small body of black butterfly was hanging in the air.
"Spare me... Spare me, I''m a disciple of Mrs. Black Scorpion..." black butterfly''s whole face was covered by Dugu Qiumo''s palm, and she could only mutter.
Mrs. Black Scorpion is not only a master of heaven and Earth Spirit bridge, but also among the blood list.
Dugu Qiumo didn''t speak, so he made a big effort.
Pooh!
The whole head of the black butterfly burst open, and the pure and beautiful face was split and the brain splashed in an instant.
Dugu Qiumo''s face did not fluctuate at all.
On his body surface, black magic lines appeared faintly.
Dugu Qiumo absorbed a lot of blood, and his breath became stronger and stronger.
The wound on his left chest was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Damn it!" several ferocious men around were furious and asked Dugu to kill them.
Dugu Qiumo''s face was cold, and his dark golden soul devouring devil eye stared at one of the men.
The man''s figure stopped suddenly and then made a loud noise.
His head exploded like a watermelon!
Later, Dugu begged the devil to look at each person, and that person''s head would explode.
The scene was shocking and scary!
Everyone around was stunned and trembled.
What terrible ability is this?
Stare at someone who dies?
Even these villains who are used to killing and death can''t help trembling at the moment, just like seeing the God of death.
In fact, this is one of the abilities of soul devouring magic eyes that Dugu Qiumo found out.
Use the power of the soul devouring devil''s eye to induce the soul power in the enemy''s brain to explode and make his head explode.
Of course, this ability only works compared with people with low cultivation or weak soul.
If you are in the same realm, or you know the sea to guard the spirit, then this move is difficult to work.
Of course, with the increase of Dugu''s cultivation, the ability of soul devouring magic eye will also increase.
After all, it''s the talent of the soul eating royal family. It''s not that simple.
Within a moment, Dugu Qiumo was surrounded by corpses.
And he didn''t even move.
Just then, a beautiful voice suddenly sounded.
"You have the courage to kill my disciples, little brother..."