Immortal Mortal

Despite the Dan furnace, Mo Wuji still can't refine Shen Dan. The refiner is different from the alchemy. Even if there is only one material, the refiner can refine the magic weapon as long as it has its own inheritance. The difference lies in the fact that the understanding of the material is better and the magic weapon is better. The material understanding is shallow, and the magic weapon is very general. The artifacts that are refining like Mo Wuji are ugly because he doesn't know much about many materials.

In addition to recognizing the characteristics of the gods and the spirits of the gods, alchemy requires Dan to refine the gods.

Every Dan is accumulated in countless years, and the wisdom of countless people has accumulated. Unbelievable immortal mortal 诀 is strong, but only for Dan Dao, and can not create Dan Fang without limit. At least, he can't do it now.

Let him create an elixir Dan, which is a breeze for Mo Wuji. Because his Dandao has stood at the peak of the fairyland. And Shen Dan, at least now, Wu Wuji has not yet started to contact.

Although cultivation in the immortal world can only consolidate the gods, Mo Wuji has now got a lot of Shenjing, and if he does not practice it, his heart is really itchy.

Two months later, Mo Wuji stood up from the pile of Shenjing. Sure enough, as he guessed, his cultivation was upgraded to the second level of the **** of gods, and the gods became more and more concise, that is, they could not break through the second layer of the **** of gods.

I can go out, and the unscrupulous gods swept out, and the rules of chaos outside have begun to level off.

After an hour, Mo Wuji stood on the ground. A few months ago, the people who came here had already been left.

Although the rules here are still not perfect, just the unscrupulous **** Yuan has been condensed to a certain extent. When he comes out, he feels a stronger heaven and earth rhyme. He does not need him to practice, and repairs directly breaks through the second layer of Yushen. , entered the third layer of Yushen.

If you start with the dance, Mo Wuji will never let this guy break his arm.

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Although it was a delay of more than half a year, Mo Wuji did not care. Only the thing that died in the brothers and brothers was enough to make up for him.

Mo Wuji took the mask and restored his appearance.

He and the death brother entered the crack and someone saw it. This thing must not be known to others. The backstage of the death brother and brother is certainly not simple. Once people know that the death brother is killed by him, who knows what troubles will arise?

As Mo Wuji expected, it was more than two months in a row, and Mo Wuji did not find a good thing. Not only did he not find a good thing, he did not even meet one person.

Just when Mo Wuji thought which direction should be chosen, he actually received the message of Tian Fanzong disciple. To be exact, it is a distress message.

Mo Wuji is also a great disciple of Tian Fanzong. Tian Fanzong’s message for help will still have a little delay, and the wind-smashing technique has reached the limit.

Just a fragrant time is less than a moment, Mo Wuji saw a person, a rough estimate, at least one or two hundred.

A burst of fragrance came, this fragrance is unscrupulous and feels refreshed, it seems that his cultivation is also loose. Unscrupulous gods swept over and saw a giant tree with dozens of feet high, and the fruit was full of fruit.

The fruit is still very green, and the many monks around here are obviously waiting for the fruit to mature. This fruit is not mature, and the fragrance of fragrance makes Mo Wuji feel that it is loose, showing how precious this fruit is. No wonder so many people are surrounded here.

However, it is not this fruit tree that is unscrupulous, but a monk who is **** and breathable.

Wei Ru, a disciple of Tian Fanzong, is also a person who has given a jade card to Mo Wuji.

Wei Ru’s arm has been lost, his breath is stunned and he is in a coma, and the ring is not.

"I didn't expect you to come really, but it was very fast." A sinister voice fell on the unscrupulous ear, and Mo Wu's gaze moved from Wei Ru to the sinister voice master. This is a seven-layer monk who is cultivating the gods. Looking at the sacred door sign on his clothes, it should be Jiu Yan Shenzong.

Mo Wuji did not pay attention to the disciple of the Jiu Yan Shenzong. He stepped over to Wei Ru and took out a healing medicinal medicine into Wei Ru's mouth.

Although Mo Wuji can't refine Shen Dan now, he has a lot of healing remedies. These are all captured from Wu Liang.

The effect of healing the remedy is very good. Wei Ruqing woke up. He saw Mo Wuji’s first time and said quickly, "Master, they forced me to send you a letter, and you hurry to go..."

Mo Wuji only realized that Wei Ru’s help was actually forced by others. He once again took out a few medicinal herbs and sent them to Wei Ru’s mouth and asked, “What is the matter, you said.”

"The ants, let the grandfather come to tell you." Another rumored voice came, followed by a bearded man with a beard and a must-have.

Mo Wuji turned around and stared at the back of the monk who was going to do it to him. "There is no soup, do you want to do it with me?"

He recognizes that this beard-bearing guy is the sorcerer's house, and the sacred **** of the sacred gods is also here. Although Mo Wuzhi wants to kill, he has not figured out things yet. What's more, the monks of the gods here are not one or two. He is a three-tiered monk in the district, and he can't be called the king here.

There is no speech in the soup, "No way, it has nothing to do with me."

Although he said this in his mouth, he said to the bearded monk who was going to do it. "The younger brother, this matter has nothing to do with my soul and soul. You don't want to do it."

When I heard Mo Wuji, I let the soup disappear in disarray, and all the people fell on Mo Wuji. If you say that Mo Wuji has been treated as a cockroach ant before, then now Mo Wuji seems to be a somewhat weird ants.

Of course, cockroaches are still ants.

Offended the Jiu Yan Shenzong, Mo Wuji came here, in addition to death, there is no other way. Don't say that there are more than 20 cultivating disciples of Jiu Yan Shenzong, and there are also three disciples of the gods.

Mo Wuji is nothing but an early childhood of Tian Fanzong. No matter how he made the soup have to be compromised, in the face of Jiu Yan Shenzong, Mo Wuji had no chance.

The seven layers of the gods of Jiu Yan Shenzong heard that the soup was not under the threat of Mo Wuji, and they stopped the same door, and suddenly they were amazed and stopped their steps.

Mo Wuzhi's healing medicinal herbs played a role, although Wei Ru's broken arm has not grown, he has been able to stand up.

"What happened?" Mo Wuji asked calmly.

Wei Ru said earnestly, "Master, Tian Fanzong is gone..."

Unscrupulously frowned, patted Wei Ru’s shoulder and said, “Wei Shi’s younger brother, even if all of us are left here, Tian Fanzong still exists.”

"Not..." Wei Ru’s voice was a little choked. "A year ago, Pang Yu’s ancestors were besieged by three gods and died..."

"What?" Mo Wuji was murderous and violent, and Wei Ru was in a cold, and the sect of the Jiuyan Shenzong, who wanted to come forward again, was also retreated by this murderous subconscious.

"You said that Pang Wei's ancestors were killed?" Mo Wuji's tone was cold and staring at Wei Ru. "How do you know?"

Wei Ru said, "The nine gods of the gods of the night, the king of the gods of the gods, the goddess of the salt pavilion, and the three gods of the gods, have found a very absurd reason, and joined forces to kill my Tianfan. Shizu... I know that because this news was brought in by people who came in, it has already spread throughout the hatching of the gods nest..."

An extreme murder has filled the body of Mo Wuji. He even feels that his legs are shaking. It is not fear, but an extreme anger that kills the extreme.

Mo Wuji knows very well about Pang Wei, and Pang Wei will never take the initiative to find things. The King of Night Sa and the King of Salt Pavilion looked for an excuse to kill the **** of the heavenly prince, Pang Wei, and Mo Wuji was very clear about what the reason was. Pang Wei had already told him about it.

Mo Wuji has never met a strong person like Pang Wei who is eager for him. In his eyes, Pang is an elder, a teacher. The reason why he agreed to call Pang Wei brother is not because of his own reasons, but because of his sect. In the future, he will establish a sect of the sect, and he will not be the ancestor of the ancestral gate.

But in the unscrupulous heart, Pang Wei is the elder of a master.

Now the elder is actually killed by a few private scums, and his anger can dissipate.

A stagnation of gas filled the heart, Mo Wuji can no longer maintain the previous calm and patience. When Tian Fanzong still exists, he can be patient, and now he can't stand it.

He took out a ring and handed it to Wei Ru. "This place is full of opportunities. You must work hard to cultivate. Whether we meet or not, we must remember that you used to be Tianfanzong."

Pang Wei was killed, and Mo Wuji could use his toes to think that Tian Fanzong would not exist. That is to say, when he joined Tian Fanzong for two or three years, he once again became a non-classified mess. As for the reason why Wei Ru was almost killed, Mo Wuji did not even ask ~www.readwn.com~ What else is there to ask? The gods and kings of Jiu Yan Shenzong joined forces to kill Pang Wei. Can the disciples of Jiu Yan Shenzong not kill the disciples of Tian Fanzong?

"Brother, let's go together." Wei Ru also understands that Pang Yi's ancestors are gone, and Tian Fanzong is naturally gone.

Mo Wuji took a deep breath and said slowly, "I am leaving with you today, I am not happy in my life."

Feeling the imposing manner of Mo Wuji, Wei Ru trembled in his heart. He knew the meaning of this master brother, that is, knowing that he must die, but also to stay and kill a few disciples of Jiu Yan Shenzong.

"Brothers, but the two disciples of the two sects add up to forty and fifty, and there are a few gods and strong, you stay here..." Wei Ru is full of worries.

Mo Wuji smiled. "People always have to do a few stupid things in this life. If you don't do this today, my repairs will never be able to get in."

(I think the second will be delayed, the return is very timely, there is no delay, it is not bad, ask for a monthly ticket. Today's update is here, friends good night!)

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