He knew how powerful the Shura in the Scarlet Blood Mountain was, and if he wanted to take revenge, he would definitely be seeking death.
From the corner of Mubai's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the young man clenching his fists, his nails digging into his flesh, as if he was trying his best to control his emotions.
"Do you want me to help you? It just so happens that I have nothing to do right now." Mu Bai said sympathetically.
If it were him, and he knew that his brother or friend had been killed, he would definitely fight for that guy.
The young man in front of him can actually endure such pain, which has to be admired. This is not because he is weak, but because his opponent is too powerful and his life is precious. He can restrain his impulses rationally, which shows that his mind is much calmer than ordinary people.
When the young man heard this, he looked at Mu Bai in surprise, shook his head and said, "No, you'd better leave quickly."
As he spoke, he walked slowly and heavily towards the pile of corpses in front of him step by step, paying careful attention to the skeletons under him, searching for the corpses of his friends.
Mu Bai still stood there without leaving, hesitating in his heart whether to go and meet this Shura for a while.
He has no good impression of people from hell, and this is the Island of the Gods, a corner of the universe forgotten by the gods. If you kill a hell Shura here, you don't have to worry about any serious consequences. As long as you have this strength, you can
action.
Huanmeng reminded at this time: "With your current strength, if you challenge Shura in that giant mountain, you are no match at all. You should leave. When your strength breaks through, you can come and kill him whenever you want."
"Is that so?" Mu Bai smiled bitterly.
Since it was Huanmeng's advice, he had to listen. If he was not his opponent and challenged himself, he would be seeking death. He was not impulsive to such a stupid level.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, the bloody mist around him was suddenly blown away by a gust of cold wind, and the space seemed to be blocked, filled with infinite murderous intent.
"Oops!" Mu Bai's heart trembled.
Looking up, I saw the right foot of the young man in front of me, half-stepping into the territory of the giant mountain. In front of him, lying a cold female body, hidden behind a boulder, only a piece of it was exposed.
The corner of the emerald green clothes, if you don't pay close attention, you won't be able to see a body that has been dead for a short time behind the boulder.
"Is it a woman?" Mu Bai's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, his mind tensed, and he carefully stared at the space in front of him.