Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 633: Carve up

　　The spiritual light shrouded the place for several miles, and the inside was blurred, and only a few figures could be seen vaguely.

　　 Mo Qiu opened his eyes, stood up, moved his muscles and bones slightly, and immediately heard a series of crackling sounds.

When 　　 glanced around, the others were still closing their eyes and adjusting their breath.

　　 Everyone is covered with aura from various places, recuperating the injuries in the body.

　　Fighting with the Seven Saints League, five people can be described as a complete victory, all opponents beheaded, and none of them died miraculously.

　　 But it is not easy.

　　 Especially when facing Baoshan in the late Jindan period.

　　Mrs. Butterfly was hit hard, and Cowen was blasted off on the spot. Tianchi lost one arm, only Moqiu and Shenhou were intact.

　　 In fact, if Shenhou was not attacked and poisoned, whether there is such a situation or not is still a matter of opinion.

　　'S eyes flashed, Mo Qiu didn't disturb others, his body flickered, turned into a ray of fire, escaped into the spiritual vein, and appeared at the core.

　　 "Be careful, fellow Taoists!"

　　 Cowen opened his eyes at the right time and said:

　　 "Although the treasure is good, it seems to be the core of the formation here and cannot be touched lightly."

otherwise.

　　 Changqingzi is the end.

　　 Don't beg to nod.

　　 He can see more clearly.

The duckbill black pot in front of 　　 is not only of good quality, but also has gathered the power of fire for thousands of years, and the surface layer has its own defense.

　　 It contains flames, which can almost destroy the world.

　　 Fortunately, Changqingzi prevented him from a catastrophe. After this flame was vented, although there is still a lot of it, it is considered to be greatly reduced.

　　 settled, he pointed his fingers forward a little bit.

　　 Vulcan curse faintly flickered in the sea of consciousness, and there was also a Bi Fang phantom flying over his body, quietly emerging from the surface of his body.

　　 Bi Fang, the beast of fire.

　　 is born with the ability to control the fire of the world.

　　Moqiu Although only a trace of his true meaning was inherited, looking at the world of cultivation, it was already considered worthy.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Silent chirps sounded in the sky, and the strong fire power around them suddenly gathered, and the core was dim and dark, and there was only a corpse and a pot.

　　 The corpse held a black pot in his hand, and suddenly spontaneously burned, and the remaining spirituality was also submerged in the pot.

　　 "Om..."

　　 The black pot trembled lightly, and then fell into Mo Qiu's hand with a beating.

"good!"

　　 On the wrist, the heavy fire python soundtrack turned into a gold bracelet leaped for joy:

　　 "Congratulations to the lord, congratulations to the lord, if the little demon remembers correctly, this treasure should belong to the mandala pot of Taoist Manado."

　　 "The Taoist Manado is the true soul of the old master's predecessor!"

　　Don't ask for a shock, this is the magic weapon of the real Yuan Ying, even if it is not as good as the treasure in the hands of the fascinated holy master, it is certainly not weak.

and.

　　 is just what you need.

　　 It was precisely because of the size of the fire python that he was determined to win.

　　 As soon as the divine consciousness fell inward, the violent spiritual fire immediately sent a burning sensation, so that Mo Qiu had to condense divine consciousness and slowly refine from the outside.

　　 If you want to be in full control...

　　 It's still early!

"Congratulations!"

　　 Kou Wen Yaoyao arched his hands:

　　 "If you get this treasure, you will be famous afterwards."

"Ah…"

As soon as 　　 finished speaking, he shook his head and said:

　　 "With the power and methods of fellow daoists, if you want to become famous easily, Kou is too worried. In short, congratulations to fellow daoist Debao."

　　 "Thank you!" Mo Qiu smiled lightly.

　　 If he could refine the Mandaw Pot, his fire-controlling supernatural power should be able to rise to a higher level, not far from the combination of Gang and Sha.

　　 Under the golden core, I am afraid it is a rare opponent.

　　 And if you can unite the evil and the evil, and the creatures in the fire, even the real Yuan Ying, few have such methods.

　　 At this time, several other people opened their eyes one after another.

　　 The eyes that came over were glamorous and envious. Only Shen Hou had a hard-to-change character, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

　　 But fleeting.

　　 "Everyone, how do you divide things?"

　　 Cowen glanced at the crowd, waved his hand, and several magic weapons were suspended in the air, and various auras flickered, and several people breathed stagnantly at a time.

　　 magic weapon!

　　 and more than one piece.

　　 Compared with this pile of magic weapons, Lingmai Lingshi is nothing.

　　 big seal, flower basket, round shield, flying needle, sickle, flying sword, wooden stick...

　　 A total of nine magic weapons!

　　 Yunmengchuan can gather these magic weapons, and I am afraid that it is only a handful.

　　 "Choose in turn, the last person can choose the spirit stone first."

　　 Mrs. Butterfly didn't talk much, but she had always had a lot of weight. She immediately proposed, and the others thought about it and nodded one after another.

　　 "Shen Daoyou friend." Kou Wen sighed lightly and looked at Shenhou:

　　 "You come first."

　　 To Shenhou, several people have different attitudes.

　　 This person is cunning and treacherous, and he has given up the unquestioning and escaped alone, which is really hard to like, but his effect is undoubtedly the greatest.

　　 without him.

　　 Baoshan will not fall at all. Even if everyone present goes out, it will be a lot of trouble.

　　 So although his face is not good, no one raises objections.

　　 "Thank you!"

　　Shenhou smiled, clasped his fists and arched his hands, and took a shot of the magic weapon of the flower basket in the field.

　　 Seeing this, several people raised their eyebrows.

　　 There are many magic weapons in the field. The Fang Dayin who is famous for the Baoshan Battle has the strongest power, and Shen Hou did not take the opposite of the flower basket.

　　 But it is not incomprehensible to think that the flower basket can trap others' magic weapons.

　　 After all, it is not necessary for Shenhou to be very lethal.

　　 "Mo Daoyou."

　　 Cowen turned around and looked at Mo Qiu:

"You do it!"

　　 As the person who beheaded Yuan Yu, facing the hard steel Baoshan, he was rightly second.

　　 Don't beg to nod, take the sickle.

　　 Several people were surprised again.

　　The best magic weapon failed one after another.

　　 Mo Qiu ignored the strange eyes of others, stretched out his hand to caress the sickle, his eyes flashed, seemingly surprised, and even more surprised.

　　 The sickle is about several feet long, and it's dark and terrifying. It doesn't look like a farmer's harvesting straw, but it looks like the treasure in the palm of death in his memory.

　　 is surprisingly sharp, but the power is not that strong.

　　The reason why I chose it.

　　 is because in Mo Qiu's perception, this treasure seems to be mixed with some means of refining ghost weapons.

　　 indeed!

After 　　 got it, the touch similar to the black knife shocked him, and the shattered sky book that he had already felt quickly analyzed the changes in it.

　　If you can make a black knife into it...

　　 should work!

　　 Others can't do it because it is extremely difficult to smelt ghost weapons, but this is not troublesome for Moqiu who is astonishing with the fire control method.

　　 Next, it was Tian Chi, and he did not hesitate to choose Dayin.

　　Mrs. Butterfly was third, she chose the flying needle, and Cowen volunteered the last choice and took the stick of Evergreen.

　　 On the second lap, the remaining magic weapons are ordinary things, not even comparable to Moqiu's Heavenly Thunder Sword.

　　Don't get a buckler, the buckler can be big or small, and the defense is not weak.

　　 In the next few days, several people took the spirit stones, divided them up, and then went straight to the hall, without encountering any changes along the way.

　　 "Om..."

　　 Six passages lead to various areas.

　　 "Everyone." Cowen turned around and looked at several people:

　　 "No one had expected this change. I am afraid that I will not be able to move forward together. What are your plans?"

　　 He turned his eyes and stopped on Mo Qiu and Shenhou.

　　 For Mo Qiu, it is because of the trouble that the other party is in. Even if there have been two fights, they don't want to cause trouble.

　　A Baoshan is so difficult, the old ancestor of scattered flowers...

　　 I am afraid that a few people are tied together, and they are not opponents!

　　Shenhou is because of his temperament, which is unconvincing, and nothing is okay. Once in danger, no one can guarantee that he can live reliably.

"in addition…"

　　 sounded, Cowen spoke slowly:

　　 "A few of you should be aware of the Seven Holy League's affairs. If it is leaked, it is best not to be seen by those magic weapons."

　　 "Of course." Moqiu nodded, his gaze swept across the six channels, and he stepped towards one of them:

　　 "Momou is one step ahead!"

　　 "Go slowly." Cowen nodded:

　　 "After going out, fellow daoists might as well go to Zhenxiandao, Kou will sweep the couch and wait."

　　 "It will be disturbing."

　　 Don't beg to arch his hands, move forward, dazzling and disappear at the end of the passage.

　　……

　　 Green hills and green waters, smoke curling up.

　　 This is a seemingly peaceful world.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 The heavy open fire python turned into a snake and appeared, sniffing lightly between his nose, and his mung bean-sized eyes showed nostalgia and hope.

　　 "The breath of the old master..."

"nearby!"

　　 "Are you sure?" Mo Qiu frowned, opened Fa's eyes, scanned the square, and slowly shook his head and said:

　　 "It seems that there is no strong spiritual energy here, and there is no formation node, which is used to hide the inheritance of the real Yuan Ying, which is probably a trifling matter."

even.

　　 The aura here is very scarce.

　　 According to Kou Wen, there are many similar spaces inside the Ancestral Temple, where many mortals live, and there is no danger.

　　 is usually a place where you can rest temporarily.

　　 "The master is very powerful, and the little demon admires it." The heavy fire python chuckled lightly:

　　 "But the old master is more capable. I believe that he is hiding somewhere in this space, but we didn't find it."

"Um."

　　 Do not ask for a slow nod:

"hope so."

　　 If he can find the inheritance of the Mitian Saint Lord, and has the power to protect himself, he plans to leave here and return to Yunmengchuan first.

"somebody is coming!"

　　 "Huh!"

　　 The heavy open fire python reacted swiftly, and with a flash, he retracted his wrist again.

　　 "Brother Mo!"

　　 A familiar voice, from behind:

"meet again!"

　　 "Tianchi Taoist friend." Do not look back, his eyes moved slightly:

　　 "Why, you also chose this channel?"

"Um."

　　 Tianchi nodded, he lost his left arm, because it was cut by the secret method of Baoshan, and it was the soul that was damaged. Even if the golden core wants to recover, it is not easy.

　　 This is the one-armed long-sleeved flying, slowly approaching:

　　 "Mrs. Butterfly is going to go out, fellow Daoist Kou is alone, Shenhou..."

　　 He shook his head slightly:

　　 "No one cares!"

　　 "I have nothing to do in the next time, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is thinking about going around with fellow Daoists first, if it doesn't work, then go out. After all, this gain is already a lot of money."

　　 "Friends of Daoist are interested." Mo Qiu sighed lightly:

　　 "But don't worry about it, Momou doesn't plan to move on."

　　 He can see that Tian Chi chose to be on the same road with him because he was struggling with life and death two times before.

　　 This person is straightforward and can make friends.

"Oh!"

　　 Tianzhi raised his eyebrows, then he realized that he nodded slowly:

　　 "That's good, the ancestors of scattered flowers are not easy people, and Taoists don't need to resist."

"good."

　　 Do not ask to speak, his brows suddenly frowned:

　　 "Unfortunately, some people don't seem to think so!"

　　 Before the words fell, he turned around slowly.

　　 Not far away, an old man in grey clothes stepped on the void and was walking step by step.