Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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"Why did you choose him?"

In a no-man's land, behind the young man called a small box, a huge sheep head appeared, the sheep head baffled and looked in the direction of the five-headed ghost:

"Among many descendants of King Lu, although he is not weak in terms of strength, he is almost lonely and impossible."

As a prince of Yinsi, strength is naturally extremely important, but the art of imperialism is also indispensable.

The five-headed ghost is ferocious and murderous. He is not liked by others. As Hou Ye, he has few subordinates, and his personality can be seen in general.

"Ah…"

The little box shook his head slightly:

"The predecessors don't know something. Although my brother is not very bright, his strength and talent are the best among many brothers."

"Mengshan is better than him, but it is also because he lived long enough."

"If you give the five-headed ghost such time, and he hasn't died yet, I'm afraid he would have already advanced to the middle level of the ghost king."

"Oh!" Yang Jun raised his eyebrows:

"You have confidence in him."

"Of course." The little box narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice:

"After all, I saw with my own eyes that he swallowed my other good brother."

"Swallow?" Yang Jun tilted his head, thoughtfully.

"Senior don't worry, I remember what our purpose is." Little Box grinned suddenly, and paced towards the five-headed ghost who opened his eyes:

"Brother, where are we going next?"

"Go to Tianwu in Jiufang." The five-headed ghost raised his head, his gaze swept across the flying dragons, and his face showed satisfaction:

"Little box, I really didn't know that you have this kind of gifted magical powers. Even the dragon's spirit can be distorted. No wonder you can live so long."

"It's just a little way to save your life." The little box bowed his head and said:

"Compared with my elder brother, what is my supernatural power."

"Haha..." The five-headed ghost laughed:

"You can hide your breath from being discovered by the Dragon Race. I can find the whereabouts of your brothers. Together, it is a match made in heaven."

"Yes." The little box nodded repeatedly:

"However, it seems to be too slow to find them one by one. Brother might as well tell me the location of the other brothers so that they can be tracked at any time."

"Huh?" The five-headed ghost was taken aback:

"You can do it?"

"Of course." The little box smiled mysteriously.

Inside him, Jun Yang suddenly opened his eyes and licked the corners of his mouth with a long tongue. His purpose was the same as that of the small box, killing all the potential descendants of King Lu.

As for the five-headed ghosts, there is a way to find their location.

No wonder this kid will look for him to cooperate.

...

Mo Qiu opened his eyes thoughtfully.

As the Jiyin True Fire grew stronger, his speed at refining the Primordial Poison Fire became faster and faster, and he has now swallowed the fourth Poison Fire.

And Ji Yin Zhen Huo also began to change.

pity.

Evolution did not advance in the direction he imagined, but on the basis of the original real fire, there has been a deeper transformation.

Or it can be called:

The second turn is extremely yin and really hot!

There is still a slight distance from the real second revolution, but it can be expected that once the conversion is completed, the real fire will definitely increase its power.

when,

No less than the true fire of Tier 11 Red Fire Dragon.

"The surname is Jiang!"

Huang Yang is a mixed blood of the Huanglong and Xiangliu clan, both belong to the ninth-order dragon clan, and are much stronger than the Fengxiao and Bingcheng dragons.

This is howling at high altitude:

"Have you rested? Go ahead and don't waste time!"

Mo Qiu frowned, the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, then he got up and nodded without saying much, his body flew towards the distance in a flash.

During this period of time, the situation of Burying Longtian seemed to have undergone some changes.

The Dragon Clan, who has always been aloof, also appeared restless, although he didn't say it clearly, but he could feel the panic.

It seems that their status is threatened.

This kind of threat can never come from the ghost clan of the underworld. After all, there are too few ghost clan entering this world, and in the eyes of the dragon clan, it is just a disease of scabies.

Only the Feng clan can do this.

As the emperor said, this is their opportunity.

There has never been one time before King Lu entered the Dragon Burial Heaven. As it is now, he dared to offend many dragons at once without worrying about the large-scale encirclement and suppression.

If you can return with so much dragon blood, within the territory of King Lu...

Within a hundred years, the masters of the ghost king and other ranks are afraid that they will be able to turn over!

It's no wonder that even Emperor Yu seemed a little excited during the recent period, making frequent moves and asking Mo Qiulong for clues many times.

"boom!"

A group of gloomy thunder light exploded not far away, and the electric light spread, making Moqiu's skin and flesh numb, while the others around him planted underground.

"Be careful!"

Yellow soil roars:

"Enemy attack!"

When it roared, it didn't even choose to attack the ghost. Instead, the dragon's body folded and went straight to the sky, while saying:

"You entangle him!"

"Want to escape?"

Below, a person snorted coldly, and then saw a giant net suddenly appearing in the sky.

The goal of the ghost race is not the high-level dragon envoy, but the dragon race.

Especially the Tianlong ethnic group is the top priority.

I won't watch it run away.

"Roar!"

"boom…"

In an instant, roars and collisions sounded.

Mo Qiu fell, his feet firmly on the ground, looked up, and shook his head slightly when he saw it, he had no intention of helping him in the past.

"Woo..."

The wind howled.

Countless black silk threads emerged from the ground, like tentacles, entwining towards everyone. Valley

More ghosts appeared, ignoring the mountains, rocks and trees, and pounced on everyone.

"Be careful!"

"kill!"

The strength of the incoming ghosts is not weak, but their methods are no longer mysterious nowadays, and even the dragon ambassador has learned to resist.

The body shook, and the dragon gas protected the body.

Blazing flames, profound ice, loess, and gusts of wind suddenly appear, wrapping themselves up round and round, just as capable of resisting the invisible and intangible offensive of ghosts.

Mo Qiu held the long knife and shook it lightly. The knife light in front of him flickered, and the three ghosts hiding in the shadow were torn on the spot.

"Be careful!"

"It's the ninth-order imperial dragon envoy!"

A muffled hum came from the side, and a white bone stick suddenly emerged, slamming at the back of Moqiu's head diagonally.

The bone rod looked light and effortless, but the void swayed wherever it passed, and the huge force even twisted the void to some extent.

"when…"

Baipi Dao appeared in front of the bone rod.

When the two collided, Mo Qiu's figure remained unchanged, but a ghost suddenly exploded from the side, showing her figure again in Xu Kaiwai.

"how come?"

The ghost was shocked and suspicious, his arms trembled, desperately suppressing the foreign force pouring into his body, and the look in Moqiu's eyes was full of fear.

As a ghost king, his blood is extraordinary, especially good at speed and power.

Even to some extent, it is not inferior to the dragons of the same order.

But this time a head-to-head encounter is completely at a disadvantage.

"Ah…"

Don't ask for lightness, take a step blankly, swing the long knife, and instantly set up a sword light enchantment covering a radius of one hundred feet.

The ghost squinted and drank low:

"Ping Tian stick!"

The bone stick shook, the earth shook the mountains, and a sense of vastness emerged, and the qi machine of heaven and earth undulated, slamming into the light of the knife.

"Peng!"

"boom…"

The blade light and the bone rod collided crazily, tearing the ground with great force, turning it into a piece of trees, and the land of Xu turned into a mess in an instant.

The two phantoms intertwined quickly, and wherever they passed, a huge ravine spanning dozens of miles was plowed in the mountains.

"How is it possible?" The ghost growled, his expression getting more and more alarmed:

"This kind of knife..."

"who are you?"

Although the Dragon Clan was taught the method of fighting in the Dragon Clan, most of the methods are based on their own blood, which stimulates the blood to form its own system.

A ninth-order master can become an enchantment that repels everything.

But when it comes to pure close fighting, the moves are too rough, monotonous, without subtlety at all, and are purely overpowering.

It is incomparable with the killing and killing of the ghost clan for so many years.

Fighting head-on, the two sides may be on par.

But when it comes to close combat and impromptu reaction, how can the pampered dragon envoy reach the underworld ghost clan who slays and kills all day long?

But the royal dragon envoy in front of him is of a different kind.

The knife skills are incredible.

Every knife was cut accurately and unmistakably in the flaws of his rod technique, the light of the knife flickered, and it was leaping like a life.

That sense of suppression made him almost desperate.

"what!"

In the roar, the ghost's figure soared, and the bone stick in the palm turned into a hundred-meter keel. UU Reading www.uukanshu. With a light wave of com, a hill can be collapsed.

A stomped one foot will shake the ground.

"die!"

The ghost roared and the keel smashed wildly.

Even though the figure is so huge, the master of the ghost king can still accurately grasp every force with the fine manipulation of the physical body.

The vigor has already turned into instinct.

"Peng!"

Amid the loud noise, the wind howled.

There was a sudden stagnation in the field.

The ghost was stiff, with round eyes, staring at the small but motionless figure below, with horror in his eyes:

"This is impossible!"

"The staff is good." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"pity…"

"Compared to me, it's a bit worse."

When the sound fell, the sword light suddenly appeared in the field, and a curved blade light seemed to open the screen of a peacock, instantly sweeping a dozen miles, and everything in the section was interrupted.

"you…"

The ghost stiffened and its throat rolled:

"Hundreds of swords, all true..."

"you!"

"puff!"

Before the sound fell, Mo Qiu appeared before his face door, and the Baipi knife waved again, easily cutting off the huge head.

The blade light converged, and even swallowed the essence of a ghost king.

Looking up, he shook his head slightly.

In the face of a sudden attack, although Huang Yang was flustered for a while, he was still stubbornly supporting it.

Not far away.

Dragon reinforcements have arrived.

"go!"

Seeing that this was impossible, the ghost immediately hummed unwillingly and fled in all directions.

"Stop!"

How could the wounded yellow soil stop here? Seeing the turnaround is about to come, the opponent wanted to leave, and couldn't help screaming and chasing him wildly.

"Catch me all, let go of one, I'll ask your door!"

Don't ask to raise an eyebrow.

After looking at the surrounding situation, he thought a little, and flicked toward the yellow soil.