Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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Ten directions kill the world!

The reason was found in an instant.

In the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, the killing intent that affects one's own soul comes from the ten-direction killing world that has broken the fifth level.

This killing supernatural power, this is like a blood-stained ferocious figure, no longer releasing the killing intent of killing everything all the time.

This killing intent stimulated the soul, paralyzed the body, ignored the danger, and manipulated Mo Qiu to pursue the murderous intention in his heart to come here.

It wasn't until the sword intent of the Jizo Primordial Sword countered it that he woke up.

Can't help but sweat!

'If it wasn't for his physical strength, he would be unable to withstand the sixth pass and kill the world in ten directions, and then choose to upgrade the Ksitigarbha Primordial Sword, I'm afraid he still won't be able to wake up. ’

"And it will sink deeper and deeper."

'Although this method is strong...'

'However, it's too extreme! ’

Mo Qiu never imagined that he would suffer another day and be held hostage by the method he created. He couldn't help himself, and almost fell.

Recovering, he glanced around, his heart tensed.

More than a hundred terrifying auras stood around, like a big net covering the sky and the sun, tightly binding the place where he stood.

Among them, there are several breaths, from the middle-level ghost king.

The strongest one comes from Diku.

As King Lu, his breath was faintly connected to King Lu's mansion, and the ups and downs of his thoughts could cause the invisible forces between heaven and earth to tremble.

In this palace of King Lu, Di Ku is almost invincible!

But at this moment, Di Ku was also tensing up his ghost body, staring at Mo Qiu without blinking, lest the other party make a big mistake impulsively.

If the ancient poisonous miasma broke out, he would not be able to die.

But there are many ghost kings in the Lu Palace, I am afraid that they will lose seventy-eighty-eighty.

Of course.

Mo Qiu, who was in the middle of the explosion, could not escape.

"Master Mo."

Di Ku slowed down his voice, and slowly stretched out his hand, trying to appease Mo Qiu, who was obviously a little abnormal:

"Don't be impulsive, take back the secret treasure in your hand first."

"…"

Mo Qiu's eyes moved slightly, not only did he not take back the ancient poisonous miasma, but instead released a sword intent, which stimulated the poisonous miasma to tremble wildly.

Extinguishing all qi machines, began to expand endlessly.

All the ghosts, all discolored.

Many ghost kings retreated subconsciously, trying to get as far away as possible.

Di Ku's eyes jumped wildly:

"Master Mo, what are you going to do?"

"My lord." Mo Qiu said calmly:

"Princess Yun seems to have misunderstood me because of Cheng Tianhou's death. She actually sent Luo Jun Heiye to assassinate Mo Mou, and killed Prince Zhao's son to frame him."

"How can Mo Mou endure such things?"

"Luojun Heiye assassinated you?" Di Ku narrowed his eyes:

"Then he..."

madness!

For Princess Yun's actions, Di Ku could only curse in his heart.

He knew the temperament of the father and princess, so he did not doubt that Princess Yun sent Luo Jun Heiye to kill Moqiu.

Of course.

Killing King Zhao's son to frame Mo Qiu, he didn't believe a word.

Do not ask to speak:

"Mo Mou is here, and Lord Luo is no longer there."

What?

Di Ku's expression did not change, but there was a huge shock in his heart.

Luo Jun Heiye is not only a middle-level ghost king, but also a leader among them. He has countless secret techniques and a strange ghost weapon.

Looking at the Dalu King Realm, there are very few that can be compared with it.

Mo Qiu actually killed him?

A few years ago, Mo Qiu couldn’t get a single golden pill. Although he killed the dragon in one fell swoop in the Dragon Burial Heaven, he relied on the help of the ancestors’ relics.

The cultivation base itself should not be so strong.

Unexpectedly…

Not only Di Ku, but the other ghost kings in the field all changed their expressions, and looked at him with suspicious eyes. They were also aware of the power of Lord Luo.

"My lord."

At this time, Qin Sheng said slowly:

"If what Dao Master Mo said is true, Concubine Yun has indeed done a bit too much. This matter should be considered in the long run and should not be impulsive."

Saying that, he shook his head slightly.

The thing in Mo Qiu's hand, to the ghosts, is a sharp sword that hangs above his head and can be determined to die. It is not impossible to temporarily compromise under this threat.

As for the face...

No life is always important.

"good."

The Ghost King of the Underworld Moon said at the right time:

"What is the temperament of the princess, the prince should know, although it is really not right for Mo Daozhu to trespass the palace, but it is also excusable."

She lowered her head and said respectfully:

"It's okay to convict, but it's too much to kill."

"Yes!"

"It makes sense."

For a time, the ghosts nearby who had lingering fears spoke one after another, with high or low voices, obviously not wanting to make things worse.

Di Ku's face was grim, and anger grew in his heart.

He knew very well that this was because he was a junior King Lu, and his majesty was too low.

otherwise.

Such acts of forcibly breaking into the palace and beheading the concubine are equivalent to slapping him in the face. How can the subordinates negotiate easily?

"call…"

Taking a deep breath, Di Ku forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a muffled voice:

"Master Mo, even if the circumstances are excusable, it is a fact that you trespassed in the palace and killed the concubine. Quanzhen Dao should give this king an explanation."

"Of course."

Mo Qiu's eyes flashed and he opened his mouth:

"This time, Mo is too impulsive, and it really shouldn't be, and there will never be another time. If the prince has orders from now on, he will never refuse."

Said, clasped fists and cupped hands.

The tense atmosphere in the field also loosened.

...

"Wow!"

With the world spinning for a while, Qin Qingrong only felt a scorching heat on her body, her flesh aching slightly, and then she woke up.

Shangqing Xuanyou Cave Heaven!

She has been to this place.

But the last time I followed Cheng Tianhou and invaded this world.

This time.

But came as a hostess.

Different from the underworld, the breath of the yang world is difficult for ghosts to adapt to.

Ghost generals, ghost kings, and other condensed dharma bodies are fine, but if they want to survive in the Yang world, they must devour the yang energy of living creatures regularly.

Her palm was slightly warm, and the familiar touch made Qin Qingrong return to her senses.

Turning her head to the side, her familiar face with vicissitudes came into view, and the two strands of white hair on her temples made her feel a little unbearable, and she subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it.

"go."

Mo Qiu looked sideways and said softly:

"I'll show you the younger generation of Quanzhen Dao."

"Farewell first." Qin Qingrong stretched out her hand and shook her head:

"If I cause trouble in the future, I'm afraid that innocent people will be implicated, so there is no need to rush for a while."

"This..." Mo Qiu thought for a while, but didn't force it:

"Alright."

"Then meet my disciples first, as well as some elders of Taiyizong. After getting to know them, we will return to the Yang World to see if we can solve your problems."

"Yeah." Qin Qingrong nodded.

Since returning from the Dragon Burial, she has never planned to return to the ancestral temple.

If the Taiyi Sect can solve the problem on her body, it will be the best, if not, you have to return to the Yang World to see if you can isolate the influence of the underworld methods.

Even if the cultivation base is difficult to advance from now on, she is willing.

"Master!"

The wind and thunder were turbulent, and a figure fell in front of him, it was Wang Hu.

Wang Hu's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of Jindan through Burying Longtian and his party. In addition, he has refined the blood of the high-level dragon family, and his strength is comparable to that of Jindan.

He folded his fists and cupped his hands, saying:

"Junior sister, several senior uncles of this sect are already waiting in the hall."

"Well." Mo Qiu nodded:

"There's no need to call too many people, we'll linger for a while and we'll leave."

"Huh?" Wang Hu was stunned, raised his head, and looked at Qin Qingrong for a moment:

"Yes."

Inside the hall.

The Yuanying Zhenren who sits in the Xuanyoudongtian of Shangqing has changed a little. Today, Fairy Fengling of the Beidou Palace and Cai Zhenren of the Chunyang Palace are present.

Seeing Mo Qiu, the two Nascent Souls were surprised at the same time.

Early peak!

how is this possible?

Mo Qiu's aura was not concealed, his spirit was full of three flowers, and the mana surged like a tidal wave, causing everyone to change color.

"Mo Qiu, I have seen two seniors."

"Haha..." After being stunned for a while, Cai Zhenren smiled brightly:

"Master Mo has always been unexpected. It has only been a few years, and he has already cultivated such a level, making the old Taoist ashamed of thousands of years of hard work."

"I heard that the Daoist killed the eleventh-order dragon race in the Dragon Burial Battle, really..."

"The next generation is terrifying!"

Fairy Feng Ling, who was on the side, still had a cold face, but there was also a hint of shock in her eyes. She nodded when she heard the words, expressing her agreement.

"Senior is too famous." Mo Qiu handed over:

"It's just a fluke, and the killing of the Dragon Clan is nothing if it relies on external forces."

"That's it, it's the same." Cai Zhenren shook his head, turned his eyes, and landed on Qin Qingrong, with a smile on his face:

"This one, think it's Fairy Qin?"

"Qing Rong, I have seen senior." Qin Qingrong bowed her knees and gave a salute.

"Haha..." Cai Zhenren laughed loudly:

"Fairy Qin is very polite."

"The Quanzhen Dao now has two Nascent Souls, many golden pills, a piece of treasure, millions of disciples, and the seventh line of Taiyi Sect has been formed."

"congratulations!"

After a few people met, Ye Quanzhen, Ying Taizhen, Qin Sirong and other women also stepped forward one by one.

There are two Taoists in the Tao of Quanzhen.

For Yuan Ying Zhenren, the Daoist is Moqiu, while ordinary disciples hardly see Moqiu, they only know that the Lord is Ye Quanzhen.

Ye Quanzhen is not of high seniority, so he needs to be called Mo Qiu Shizu.

The cultivation base is not low, and he is the only one among the disciples who has obtained the true inheritance, and he is also the one who is most likely to attain the Nascent Soul within a hundred years.

Ying Taizhen is like Qin Qingrong, who is also a ghost repairer.

Qin Sirong has a special physique, and she cultivates all the way of zombies. At present, there is no good way to ask for it. Fortunately, zombies have a long life expectancy.

She knelt down on one knee, her head was slightly lowered, and her voice was a little stiff:

"Disciple, I have seen the teacher."

"Si Rong..., raise your head."

Qin Qingrong wore a veil on her head and spoke slowly, looking at Qin Sirong's cheek with a slightly complicated expression, before sighing softly after a long time.

...

The restoration of haunted houses is far more convenient than that of Yangshi Building.

a few days later.

The construction of the side courtyard of the palace has been completed, and it looks almost the same as before, except that the ghost inside is gone.

Inside the hall.

The ghost fire shook.

Di Ku's complexion changed back and forth.

"My lord."

With a hunched body, the old ghost of Qifei Gong, holding a cane, said in a slow voice:

"King Zhao disregarded the ancestral temple's dissuasion, and attacked again, a thousand miles a day, just over a month, the edge of the king's realm has been occupied by King Zhao."

"Continue, the king's realm is in danger!"

"Yes."

Di Ku closed the scroll in his hand and nodded slowly:

"I wonder if Master can come out and help me?"

"Difficult!" Wuxin shook his head:

"King Zhao is extremely powerful. Even if the old master makes a move, he may not be able to win, not to mention that there are no ghosts around King Zhao."

"That's in your opinion." Di Ku said:

"How should it be?"

Wuxin opened his mouth: "The way of training soldiers that the Quanzhen Dao does not ask for, if you can really make ghosts practice, you can fight with time."

"Heh..." Di Ku sneered:

"Mo Qiu's method is really good, but unfortunately, all the ghost soldiers trained are all disciples of Quanzhen Dao. Who will have the final say at the King Lu Realm?"

This method is unacceptable.

"Then we can only ask for help from the ancestral temple." Wuxin sighed and said:

"I'm afraid, the lion opened his mouth."

Di Ku's face sank.