Rebirth of the Beast World: Bloody Red Lotus

After he finished speaking, he jumped directly from the boat. Purple lotus appeared on the sea as his foothold.

Standing on the edge of the formation, looking at the formation carved by blood, the blood inside was indeed a familiar energy, but it magically floated on the sea surface, and was definitely only invisible to the naked eye.

I sighed in my heart, why do these more powerful things appear in the hands of villains?

"What? Do you regret it?" Holland's dark eyes were fixed on Mo Chu's movements.

"I'm not sorry, I'm just thinking about what questions I should ask you for a while," Mo Chu prevaricated, and then, with everyone nervously watching, he stepped into the formation.

His feet did not directly touch the formation, but were still stepping on the small purple lotus.

But such small actions shocked everyone! Especially the tribesmen deep in the formation.

One female shouted in a stern voice: "Why can you use soul objects in the formation!!! Are you in the same group with them!!! You are all beasts."

Mo Chu glanced at him lightly and could tell that this female was estimated to be a hundred years old. Now his appearance had become old and his soul had become dim and colorless.

"Hahaha, it's you indeed!" Holland in the center of the formation suddenly laughed, leaving everyone confused, but Mo Chu understood what he meant.

He looked at Holland and nodded calmly, "It's me."

"You are in the same group with them! You are worse than pigs and dogs!" The female thought she had guessed it right, and shouted with even more anger and hatred. The expressions of other people in the formation also changed.

They have already met a Holland like that, and it would be understandable if they met a female like this again.

Hua He and others on the boat looked at each other in confusion. Logically speaking, they would never believe that Mo Chuhui, who had helped them along the way, was working with such a weird thing, but the facts before them made it impossible for them to defend themselves.

Before Mo Chu could speak, Holland in the center sneered, "Mo Chu, have you seen? The ugly faces of those tribesmen, do you still want to stand with them? Come to us! We can give you unimaginable things.

Power and longevity to rid you of those bugs."

"No, it's time for us to fulfill our bet," Mo Chu refused with an unchanging expression. He didn't take it to heart whether it was the female's unscrupulous slander or Holland's seemingly sincere attempts to win over her.

The expression on Holland's face dropped, and he looked at Mo Chu silently for a long time before smiling again, "Okay, you can ask."

"Still the same question as before, how long have you been around?" Mo Chu could feel that the 'person' in front of him could not be said to be a mutated monster, nor could he be said to be a puppet of the mutated monster. He should be detached.

There is something beyond these two.

"It's been almost a thousand years, it's been so long that I almost forgot my name," Holland's breath became deeper.

"Thousand-year-old, the people behind the mutant monster actually started taking action so early," Mo Chu frowned, thinking further.

Seeing Mo Chu's silence, Holland changed his face again and asked impatiently: "Ask the next one quickly. After that, I can send you on your way."

"My existence...do you all know about it?" Mo Chu moved forward slowly, but he did not move in a straight line, but circled around a formation, his eyes not falling on anything in the formation.

The same did not fall on one person, the Netherlands.

"Oh, you've never heard of a dual-type soul creature female, you've already registered your name with us," Holland sneered. After their people discovered that Mo Chu was a dual-type soul creature for the first time, he

They left it at that, "However, I didn't expect that your soul object has changed. Even your eyes have changed color. Is this unique to dual-system soul objects?"

The Dutch proverb "double soul" is like a thunder, exploding in the hearts of everyone above.

Hua He and others, including everyone in the formation, looked at Mo Chu dumbfounded, trying to determine whether the soul object on his face was a dual-system soul object.

But they looked for a long time and all they saw was a purple lotus and nothing else.

Boer and others on the boat outside the formation were shocked and then pleasantly surprised, "No wonder his soul object has both a lotus and a butterfly. I thought the butterfly was transformed by his soul power, but it turns out to be a dual-system soul object!"

This can also explain that Mo Chu's strength has even surpassed him at such a young age.

Hua He looked shocked, Boer and others were no exception, "A dual-system soul object in history, this is unheard of!!!"

The female in the formation who initially accused Mo Chu was speechless. She looked at Mo Chu in disbelief, how big he was!

The maximum is no more than twenty, but she is a female favored by God.

He was unwilling to do so. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was absorbed by the formations beneath him. What was even worse was that the blood in those formations formed bloodshot threads and entangled the female who was vomiting blood. The female thought with a horrified look on her face.

He was about to retreat, but found that the blood formed a cage, surrounding him inch by inch.

"No! No! I don't want to die!!!" The female dragged her entire body back, her face deformed in horror.

The other orcs around him looked desperately at the blood web that was closing in on the female step by step. They all knew that once entangled in the blood, they would not give up until the last trace of flesh and blood on their bodies was devoured.

Just when the female was desperate, purple butterflies suddenly flapped their wings and appeared in front of him. The blood net that was approaching him touched the purple butterflies and burned purple flames. Everyone was shocked.

Under his gaze, the blood network was burned into the air bit by bit and dissipated in the air.

"This..." Everyone in the formation looked at this scene, shocked, horrified, and disbelieving, and finally turned into the desire to survive.

Their burning eyes looked at Mo Chu who raised his right hand. On his arm were circles of purple butterflies flying.

He took back his hand, and the number of purple butterflies became more and more, flying around him, mysterious and beautiful.

This is Mo Chu in everyone's eyes at this moment.

"You want to save him? He has been insulting you just now! You actually want to save him!" Holland's face was gloomy, and his voice became cold and stern.

Mo Chu raised his hand, and a purple butterfly landed on his fingertips. He retracted his hand, and the purple butterfly hovered above his head. His bright purple eyes looked at the angry Holland, "I'm not saving him, I'm just saving myself."

"

Purple butterflies all over the sky erupted with his last words, filling half of the sky.

Looking at the purple butterfly on the huge tree, Holland's face became even more gloomy. He didn't expect that Mo Chu would be more difficult to deal with than he thought.

"Okay, let's not talk about him anymore. Let's continue. There are still three questions left." Mo Chu knew very well from the beginning to the end that mutated monsters and tribesmen cannot coexist, and he is a tribesman.