Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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The power of the extremely yin and true fire, even the tenth-order dragon clan with strong physical bodies would shy away from it, and some ghost generals would not be able to resist.

The nine fire gods were wrapped in a dragon hood, and the ghosts and ghosts spontaneously ignited without wind, and the screams stopped abruptly with the sharp sword light flashing away.

Dozens of ghosts were slashed to pieces, and none of them could escape.

Mo Qiu was dressed in a black Taoist robe with mysterious runes on it, with one hand behind him and a long sword in one hand, he appeared out of thin air on the scene.

His face was tired, his eyes were wrinkled, his temples were white, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, like a desolate old man.

The breath on his body is not strong, and it is even more insignificant against the backdrop of the mountains beside him.

But it was such an 'old man' that made the ghost who escaped the catastrophe tremble, and subconsciously tightened his body and clenched the ghost weapon.

It was clear that the surroundings were empty, but no one dared to escape.

"Mo Qiu, what do you want to do?"

The old ghost held a white bone staff and glared at him:

"We are the envoys sent by King Zhao to celebrate, and the Lord is even more of a prince. Do you know what will happen if you do this?"

"What the hell!"

Chu Xiong pierced out of the frame, holding the Soul Eater Blood Knife in his hand, his face trembling violently, he gritted his teeth and said:

"This guy is here to kill me. Let's do it together later. Today is either his death or my death. There is no other way."

Mo Qiu didn't seem to have heard their voices, his eyes were deep, and he stood motionless in the air.

in his body.

With the pull of Dou Mu's seal, the spirit and energy obtained from beheading the ghosts just now turned into three parts, which were respectively submerged in Baipi Dao, Ming Wang Jia, and Consciousness Sea Stars.

Bai Pi Dao, Ming Wang Jia, is what it should be.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness Xingchen was previously deduced from the method of the heavenly soldiers and the seal of the mother-daughter with the help of the endless spiritual liquid of the ghost prison in Fengdu.

Accept the spirit of others and light up the stars.

Chu Xiong's guards are mostly ghost generals, comparable to Yang Shi Jin Dan.

Each of their spirits can light up hundreds of thousands or even millions of ordinary stars, far exceeding ordinary accumulation.

Just now.

There were no less than ten ghost generals who died under the Baipi Dao, and there were dozens more ghosts, and the number of stars lit up already exceeded millions.

Of course.

Now deducing the exercises, the stars required are even more massive.

The number is like a galaxy at every turn. Even though millions are many, it is barely enough to break the Nine Fire God Dragon's hood.

once Upon a time.

For a few stars a day, Mo Qiu has to suffer from herbal medicine.

nowadays…

Incomparable!

The outside voice made him slowly withdraw his attention and slowly nodded towards Chu Xiong:

"Prince Chu's words are true, Mo came here just to take you on your way."

"Master Mo." A ghost king stepped out from the field with a gloomy expression:

"When the two countries are at war, it's a rule not to cut the messenger. Since the prince has promised to let the son of Prince Zhao leave, please don't ruin the prince's reputation."

Said clasped fists and cupped hands:

"The last general is Zuzu, and Tian is the general guard of King Lu, and has met the Taoist master."

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he accompanied him all the way on this trip to ensure that Chu Xiong, the son of King Zhao, returned safely.

"King Lu and I are close friends." Mo Qiu smiled lightly and said:

"The feud between the two kings of Lu and Zhao is ten thousand years old, and it is difficult to eliminate it. I know that he has murderous intentions, but I am too embarrassed to do it myself."

"It's okay!"

"As a friend, I'll help him."

"Master Mo." Cizu's complexion changed greatly:

"I'm afraid you have misunderstood the meaning of the prince."

"No." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"General Ci, please step aside. When I solve them, don't be in a hurry to go back to debrief, so as not to be involved in it later."

"Humph!" Chu Xiong snorted coldly:

"Have you seen it, this person is here to kill me. What King Lu's order is worthless in his eyes."

"but…"

He pouted in disdain:

"Mo, do you really think you can keep me?"

"go!"

With a big wave of his hand, Chu Xiong took the lead in retreating to the side, in the direction of King Zhao's Ghost Realm.

The old ghost, Cizu, and a few ghosts who were lucky enough to escape looked at each other, and they also set up the yin wind and retreated to the rear.

While retreating, he looked cautiously.

"Want to go?"

Don't beg to murmur:

"Can you go?"

While speaking, he turned into a stream of light, swept towards the ghosts, and was in the air, if there was a real sword intent, the ghosts would have been locked.

Compared with other methods, Mo Qiu's escape method has gradually been unable to keep up with the progress. Fortunately, there is a bodhi leaf in the body, which can bless the speed of escape.

A flash of light is a matter of miles.

"Go!"

Chu Xiong opened his eyes and roared abruptly, and at the same time his body advanced instead of retreating.

Hearing the sound, it was not the old ghost who followed him, nor the hesitant general of the Prince Lu's mansion, but a carriage.

"Crash..."

Under Mo Qiu, the carriage that was standing still in the void suddenly moved, and the window lattices, ruts, and wooden rafters waved like many arms.

An aura no less than a ghost king emerged from the dead carriage.

"Wow!"

The four wheels spun frantically, instantly turning into a hundred zhang large, like a seal, sealing Mo Qiu, front, back, left, and right.

A big mouth appeared out of thin air.

"Roar!"

The roar was like thunder, and many cracks appeared in the void like a mirror.

Although it is not a real broken void, Mo Qiu, who is in the middle, can't help but stagnate, and the escape method immediately stops in place.

"die!"

The frame ghost roared, and hundreds of iron wires emerged from the body, stabbing Moqiu, who was stationary, at a speed that surpassed the speed of lightning.

"Ding…"

"when!"

The collision sounded, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Many runes appear before the wire.

Heavenly Armor Rune!

The celestial body protection runes that have broken through the three levels are far from being broken by ordinary means.

At this time, a white bone staff quietly pointed out.

The White Bone Staff seems to be in a hurry. Wherever it passes, the void is twisted and corrugated, and it comes silently, but Mo Qiu's eyes shrink.

"Peng!"

The rune of the Heavenly Soldier touched one of them, and a white breath emerged from the white bone staff, and the rune immediately trembled violently, and then shattered.

"drink!"

Do not ask for a low drink.

King Ming A, and Tianhe a few feet away spontaneously appeared.

At the same time, the body was shaken, and the Yan Luo Dharma body was stressed, and instantly turned into a hundred zhang Dharma body, waving his hand and falling down dozens of red-fire flame dragons.

"Roar!"

The fire dragon roared and swept one side.

On the realm.

The Nine-Fire God Dragon Mask, which has broken a level in front of it, is not strong, and in the eyes of the Ghost King masters, it has many flaws.

But I can't stand the blessing of the second turn of the extreme yin and true fire.

Even the ghost king, who has seen the power of the extreme yin and true fire, would not dare to touch it lightly.

"kill!"

At this time, Chu Xiong pounced.

His eyes were fierce, his face was ferocious, his ghost body was shaking violently, and the Soul Eater Blood Knife evolved into a six-path compass, and suddenly fell towards Mo Qiudang's hood.

The power, although weaker than before, is far stronger than expected.

Ok?

Don't ask to raise an eyebrow.

It seems that this Chu Xiong is also hiding his clumsiness!

"Ah…"

In the soft voice, Mo Qiu's expression remained the same, but his eyes suddenly turned dark and deep, and an icy murderous intent instantly covered the audience.

The sky in all directions suddenly darkened.

Just like the eternal ghost prison that has never changed, emerges in the underworld.

Ten directions…

Kill the world!