Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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"Huh!"

A dull and illusory streamer was close to the ground, submerged in the rock, as if the rock was nothing, it easily submerged into the mountain.

The phantom shook, and a ghost appeared in the darkness and no light.

"Master."

The ghost clasped his fists and arched his hands, with a high-pitched voice:

"There are more and more dragon clan nearby, not only the ninth level, but also the tenth and even the eleventh dragon clan, now it is even more difficult to go out."

"No going out, no going out!"

A ghost hidden in the roots of the wood spirit growled after hearing it:

"It's the same every time. I've been sleepy here for nearly a month, but the situation hasn't improved at all. When can I get out?"

"The dragon clan's shards can be superimposed with divine consciousness, and every sweep will consume the Yin Qi here, how long can we persist?"

There was silence in the court.

"Ghost." An old voice sounded in the darkness:

"What did Xinjian County Lord say?"

Surrounded by the group of dragons, not only them, but also the Xinjian princess and his party, there are probably other princesses, otherwise they would not be able to attract so many high-level dragons.

"The princess said, wait for the opportunity." Gui Yan replied in a low voice:

"She is using a secret method. As long as there is a flaw in the dragon clan's encirclement, she will call us to break through the encirclement, and the chances of success will be greater by then."

"Master." A ghost growled:

"Princess Xinjian can't believe it. She is cunning and scheming by nature. If it weren't for her, we would not have fallen into this kind of land."

"Humph!" Some ghosts also snorted coldly:

"Now I am afraid that we can't be helped by us. With our strength, once we show up, we will definitely be besieged and killed by the Dragon Clan, and we will definitely be spared."

"I will die when I die, how can something happen to the young master's ten thousand golden body?"

"Then you guys, what should I do?"

"If you want me to say, just go out and fight for it!"

"madness!"

"What do you say!"

"enough!"

Suddenly, the young master said in his voice to stop the quarrel of the ghosts, and muttered:

"Tell Princess Xinjian that she must leave within seven days. Otherwise, once we are captured, she would never want to be alone."

"This..." Gui Yan's eyes changed slightly, and then he nodded slowly:

"Yes."

...

"Seven days?"

The water was rippling, and a slender figure, perfect woman with straight and slender legs lay on her back in the pond, swimming gently.

She has sculptural deep facial features, and her delicate porcelain, snow-white and snow-white skin is shining brightly under the light of the halo.

The bright star-like eyes have double pupils, matched with slender sword eyebrows, and a semi-female body, which makes the beauty a little weird.

This woman is the Princess of Heart Sword, who is as famous as Qifeigong, Chengtianhou and others, and is also one of the candidates for the throne of King Lu.

She curled her lips when she heard the words, and the soundtrack was disdainful:

"Bazhao is still so stupid, saying that it is seven days, I am afraid that it can last ten days, it is nothing more than trying to let me take the initiative to attract the attention of the dragon family, so that I can escape in the chaos."

"When will he grow his mind?"

"Princess." By the pond, on a big tree, a black crow squatted on the top of the tree, and then he uttered:

"The subordinate goes down and refuses him?"

"No." Princess Xinjian smiled and stood up, brushing her hair with her bare hands, her smooth long hair covering the towering top of her chest, slowly speaking:

"Since he wants to leave, let him go."

"On the seventh day, just make some movement, let him mistakenly think that we have taken away the dragon clan, take the opportunity to try the goodness of the surrounding dragon clan."

"Although Octopus is a little stupid, it's not bad at strength. Coupled with the accumulation of the past two years, I'm afraid it's not much worse than the ghost king."

He said, pursing his lips and chuckles.

"Bazhaohou is indeed very talented." The crow nodded, then flatteringly said:

"But how can it compare to the princess you, this advanced ghost king, among all the princesses, is definitely the top one."

"Smuggler!" Princess Xinjian's beautiful eyes curled slightly, making his heart beat wildly, and then he sighed leisurely:

"However, if I expected it to be true, many of my brothers and sisters who have reached the tipping point should have advanced."

"after all…"

"For this trip, Father Wang opened the door to convenience, let go of the treasure house that he had cherished for many years, and gave them a lot of good things."

"Of course, I'm not bad!"

When the sound fell, her eyes suddenly felt cold.

Before that, she was just like a harmless and delicate woman, she was sharp and sharp, and she exuded her unique incomparable sharpness.

Like a sword, beautiful and dangerous.

"But…"

Crow tape hesitates:

"Princess, there are many dragons nearby, and most of them are high-level. Although we are not trapped in the core, it is not easy to escape."

"Escape?" Princess Xinjian laughed out loud:

"Why do you want to escape, don't you think this is an opportunity?"

"A few days ago, the emperor of the Seven Fei Palace contacted me secretly. I think his plan is quite good, so I can try one or two."

"Emperor?" Crow frowned:

"However, we have already agreed with Cheng Tianhou..."

"It doesn't matter." Princess Heart Sword waved his bare hand lightly:

"No contradiction."

...

In the sky, thousands of miles of blue sky are like washes, with only a few white clouds that look like fluttering flocks dotted with it.

A figure is flying high in the sky.

Take a closer look.

That person was actually wrapped in a group of mysterious dragon energy, the dragon energy is invisible, but the scales and armor are well-equipped, and the five claws are lightly moved to make Li Xu as long as it is.

The posture is graceful and graceful, but extremely fast.

The dragon clan in the distance occasionally turned his head to the side, but after seeing this person, he looked back slightly after examining it.

As for the family member of a third-generation evil dragon nearby, the news has spread, and Mo Qiu's identity is not a secret.

"call…"

Breaking through the gust of wind, Moqiu fell into the dense jungle below.

After several toss and turns, he concealed his breath, changed his body, and finally appeared in a cave full of miasma.

In the depths of the cave, a man sat cross-legged.

Vientiane!

Around him, aura flashes, and a small formation protects the surroundings. Apart from hiding his breath, it also provides a lot of defense.

The formation is not big, but Moqiu will not underestimate it.

This formation was bestowed by the Sect Master Taiyi, and the defense was amazing. Even if he wants to break through, he won't be able to achieve it in a moment.

Unless there are two Yuan Ying fighting nearby, otherwise the people inside will not be affected.

"Mo Daozhu." Vientiane sensed the arrival and opened his eyes:

"You can visit me."

Do not ask to speak: "Do you still need anything?"

"Dragon's blood, treasures, and elixir are all available." Vientiane's eyes were full of aura, cracks appeared all over his body, and faint halo emerged from his body.

He examined Mo Qiu and said:

"Tao Master's trip seems to be quite fruitful."

"Yeah." Moqiu nodded, with a slight smile on his face:

"It's really good. The ancestors and the survivors deserve to be passed down from the ancient times, and have been entangled with the dragons in this realm for millions of years. Although the inheritance has been severed, the heritage is still rich."

"Background..." Vientiane groaned and asked curiously:

"Maybe Advanced Transformation God?"

"There is hope." Moqiu's expression condensed and said:

"Momou knows that there are many methods, and there are many different sources of inheritance, but only the methods obtained this time indicate the magic of transforming gods."

"Hua Shen..." Vientiane was overjoyed:

"Congratulations to Taoist Master."

"You're welcome." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"I will share this method when fellow Taoists leave the customs."

"Haha." Vientiane laughed loudly:

"good!"

Even though he was approaching the checkpoint and it was extremely dangerous, he still remained unchanged, and even rarely showed high morale and confidence.

"Speaking." Mo Qiu groaned slightly and asked:

"Fellow Daoists have been in Taiyi Sect for a long time, don't you hear that there are schools, schools, and schools that have Venerable Gods, or the inheritance of Gods?"

"No." Vientiane shook his head:

"I know what the main question is, but even if it's a family teacher, I can't be sure whether there is a Venerable Huashen in Yang Shi."

"I have a good friend who is the Golden Core of True Immortal Dao. He also doesn't know whether this sect has a Venerable Deity, let alone a deity inheritance."

The Sect Master Taiyi, the True Immortal Dao Golden Pill, is undoubtedly the one who has almost come into contact with the top practitioners of the Yang world, but they also cannot guarantee it.

Yes, or not, I never knew it.

"Oh!" Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows:

"This is strange."

"Strange?" Vientiane was puzzled:

"Why is it strange?"

"Mo has turned through the library, and he has also communicated with Yang Shi Yuanying and the ghost king of the underworld. Each has a description of ancient times." Mo Qiu said:

"In the description, there are not only the Venerable Transfiguration God, but even the rumors of Xianzhen."

"But somehow..."

"Millions of years ago, Xianzhen fell, and the existence above the transforming **** suddenly disappeared. Only the ruins proved that they existed."

"But so." Vientiane nodded:

"However, what happened back then involves ancient immortals, which is far beyond my imagination. It is natural to not know the specific situation."

"It is said that it was a great war that affected all beings from all realms, and none of the existence above the **** of transformation was spared."

"Momou is weird, it's not why there is no survivor." Mo Qiu shook his head and said:

"But, why didn't their inheritance stay?"

Vientiane was taken aback.

really.

People die, and the inheritance can't die. Why didn't they stay? The tactics of millions of years have not been passed down to the gods.

Before he could speak, I could not ask to continue:

"This question, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I also asked the survivors of the ancestors who buried Longtian."

"Oh!" Vientiane was concentrating:

"What did they say?"

"They said..." Mo Qiu looked back, his eyes strange:

"In the beginning, the ancestors and the deceased family had a fairy inheritance, but for some reason, as time passed, the inheritance slowly disappeared."

"Disappearing?" Vientiane was a daze:

"Could it be lost?"

"That's what I said." Moqiu nodded and sighed:

"But Tai Hao's words are conclusive. There is a secret record in their clan that specifically records this. The inheritance is not lost, but disappeared."

"Even the people who clearly remembered the inheritance method at that time lost the inheritance memory."

"It's like a weird power that wipes out the traces of the gods, including their techniques and inheritance."

"Until, below the god!"

Vientiane's face was solemn, and his eyes were contemplative.

"No need to think too much." Upon seeing this, Mo Qiu waved his hand:

"This matter is still too far away for you and me. If you are interested in exploring it, it will not be too late to go to the Most Sacred Dojo and Outland in time."

"I want to come, after so many years of exploration, they should know what is right."

"That's good." Vientiane recovered quickly and nodded immediately:

"I'm obsessed with it."

"Heh..." Mo Qiu chuckles:

"I hope my words didn't affect you."

"Not yet." Vientiane smiled freely:

"For the present, Wanmou has also practiced hard for hundreds of years, but there is one thing, after I leave the customs, I hope the Taoist master can answer."

"Oh!" Moqiu's eyes moved slightly:

"discuss later."

"discuss later."

Vientiane nodded.

At this moment, Moqiu's body lit up, his brow furrowed, and his face was helpless.

The one that should have come will not escape after all.