Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 489

Montenegro is majestic, often ravaged by dark winds, dark clouds cover the sky, and there is no sunshine all year round.

Such places naturally became the places where the genus of ghosts took possession.

now.

The halos of light poured down through the thick clouds, and the floating sunlight fell on the ground.

The former hall is in ruins.

Dirty blood, turbid objects, ghosts, demon bodies...

Scattered among the ruins, when the sun shines, there is a sizzling sound, and white smoke emerges.

Mo Qiu sat on a stone chair, surrounded by corpses, but his body was not stained with any dirt.

A group of faint flames rolled and rolled above his head, and there was a faint roar and roar.

Nine Nether Fires!

The quantity and power of this group of flames are the most among the many spiritual fires he has obtained.

original.

It belongs to the old demon of Montenegro.

now,

But they have all been snatched by Mo Qiu.

"Kachacha..."

The rock split open, and a ray of sword light pierced through it, trembling in the air, as if shouting freely.

Killing a vicious ghost is like having a full meal for Xuanyin Soul Slaying Sword.

It can even seize its origin to strengthen the flying sword.

If enough ghosts can be killed, the Xuanyin Soul Slayer Sword might be able to use it to advance.

However, this possibility is unlikely.

Even in Fang Dongtian, there are not many powerful ghosts like the old black mountain demon for him to kill.

"treasure house."

Mo Qiu lowered his head, his gaze crossed the mountains and rocks, and landed in a cave that covers an area of ​​hundreds of square meters.

The Montenegrin old demon has been entrenched in this place for more than a hundred years, and it has been passed down for several generations. The collection is amazing.

in.

There are many things that are not urgently needed.

Coupled with the newly acquired Nine Nether Fires, it is inconvenient to move on for a while.

After pondering for a while, he looked up at the field.

In addition to Zhuang Henyu, Chen Minghe, and Tian's siblings, there were more than ten more people.

One of them was full of white hair, he was not young but had a calm breath, he was clearly a real person.

Guo Zirong.

The former Taiyi Sect disciples have hidden their names in the mountains all these years and are not known to outsiders.

Even the recruited apprentices don't know the origin of their masters.

A few days ago, he heard that a senior Taiyizong was born, but at first he just took it as nonsense.

Afterwards, there were more and more rumors, but they were still half-believed and only contacted by secret letter.

It wasn't until I saw the real person that I was sure.

"Old Ancestor."

He cupped his fists and said:

"The Black Mountain old demon has already been punished, and the court must be more and more afraid. What should I do next?"

"Don't go now." Mo Qiu held it empty with one hand, and Yan Luo's banner rose against the wind, standing in the void:

"I need to retreat here for a while."

"Retreat?" Guo Zirong's complexion changed:

"Old Ancestor, I have inquired about it before I came, and the state government government has already mobilized all its strength to recruit experts."

"I'm afraid it won't be long before many real masters will come from all over the world. I'm afraid..."

"It's okay." Mo Qiu bowed his head, his face calm:

"Come on!"

"Taiyizong came here for the purpose of preaching and imparting the Dharma, not to compete with others."

"But if someone insists on going his own way, Mo Mou is not stingy with thunderous methods."

"Um……"

He swept across the crowd present, and pondered for a while:

"You are too weak."

Guo Zirong showed embarrassment.

No matter what he said, he is also a real master.

Among the top ten scattered people in Qizhou, the ranking is probably still ahead of Yin Shanjun.

Although he can't compare to the old demon of Montenegro, he can be regarded as a well-known figure in the world.

But when these words came out of Mo Qiu's mouth, he could only bear it and dared not make a sound.

"Forget it!"

Mo Qiu pondered for a while, and then flicked with his fingers.

The Yan Luo Banner above trembled lightly, emitting a faint black light, pouring down the mountain like flowing water.

But in the blink of an eye, the huge Montenegro has been completely wrapped up.

"This mountain is destined for me, and it can be used as a place to preach. From today onwards, this place is the branch of Taiyi Sect's Chunyang Palace."

"The name is..."

"Quanzhen Teaching!"

He raised his voice and said:

"In seventy-nine days, all those who enter this mountain are predestined people, who can be reflected by the sword of the heart."

"If you pass, you will be a doorman!"

The voice is so vast that it seems to resound from the sky, deafening to the ears.

Its sound is integrated into the surrounding wind, drifting with the wind, spread all over the place, and can be heard for hundreds of miles.

"On July 49th, all those who enter this mountain are predestined people!"

"Heart Sword Reflection!"

"For the doorman!"

"Pure Yang Palace of Taiyi Sect..."

"Quanzhen Sect."

"To teach the inheritance, all living beings can come here to listen to the lecture..."

…………

dozens of miles away.

A group of merchants stopped when they heard the sound, and one of them looked up at the sky, looked around, and finally looked at his companion:

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard it!" The companion nodded, frowning:

"There, it seems to be Montenegro?"

"The black mountain old demon's plot is weird, leading people to die?"

"Maybe..., but the sound spreads hundreds of miles, it seems that this is not something that the Montenegrin old demon can do?"

"Then, shall we go and have a look?"

"this……"

The other party fell into hesitation. Although there are many good players in the caravan, they are close to death when they enter Montenegro.

"Maybe it's a trap."

"Then don't go!"

…………

Somewhere on a hill.

One old and one young are collecting herbs.

suddenly.

The mighty voice floated along, and pointed out the path far away, making the two of them stunned at the same time.

"Opportunity!"

The boy jumped three feet high:

"Grandpa, I'm going!"

"It's a lie, right?" The old man had lingering concerns:

"Maybe it's a trap set by demons and goblins to eat people. If you go there, you might be sent to die."

"Then..." The boy rolled his eyes:

"Let's take a look around first."

"Grandpa, I also want to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits like the great mage in the city, so I don't have to worry about picking medicines in the future."

The old man opened his mouth, and when he saw the young man's bright eyes, he couldn't help but sigh.

…………

Pei County.

"This voice..." Yu Chisun showed surprise:

"It's that person?"

"Yes." The nun nodded:

"The voice came from Heishan. It seems that the old Heishan demon has died, which is a great thing."

"Okay!" Yu Chisun stood up abruptly, with a solemn expression on his face:

"The demon's transmission of the law must be to recruit his subordinates. Wouldn't he be called the patriarch in the future and threaten the court as he did back then?"

"Not bad." The nun frowned:

"What should we do now?"

"Closing the city!" Yu Chisun's face tensed:

"Warning to the audience, there are monsters casting spells, tempting people to go, and everyone should not stay away during this period."

"Forty-nine days." The nun gently shook her head:

"I'm afraid I can't hide it for so long."

"Then as long as it lasts." Yu Chisun paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, with an impatient expression on his face:

"This matter needs to be reported to the imperial court as soon as possible. If the devil is not eliminated for a day, the power will become even bigger."

"En." The nun nodded, thought for a while, and said:

"Tell me, what method will he teach?"

"The Taiyi sect back then, it is said that there is a method for people to live forever and prove the Tao, which is mysterious and unpredictable."

"Even today... they are all descendants of the Taiyi Sect."

Yu Chisun's footsteps froze.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw each other's intentions.

…………

On a certain mountain top, the Nansong Saintess and Zhang Qingqiu stood side by side, watching the Black Mountain from a distance.

"The Black Mountain old demon failed to hold on for a quarter of an hour." Zhang Qingqiu pondered, shaking his head helplessly:

"It seems that, except for the Heavenly Master, no one in the world can cure this devil..."

suddenly.

There was a sound.

The two women froze for a moment, and then fell silent.

…………

On the mountain road.

Dozens of people were gearing up and preparing to do something when they suddenly raised their heads with different expressions.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

"Should we continue to squat here and intercept him, or go up the mountain to learn the inheritance of Taiyi Sect?"

"fool!"

"We should learn spells first, and then turn around and kill people!"

"But the imperial court has a rule that anyone who has received the inheritance of the Taiyi sect will be killed without mercy."

"You don't tell me, I don't tell you, who knows?"

"That's the reason!"

…………

mountain top.

Don't sit cross-legged.

above.

Yan Luo's banner turned into a height of more than ten feet, and the banner's face fluttered in the wind, emitting spiritual light to cover the huge mountain peak.

Under him, the Nine Nether Fires turned into a lotus platform, and the green lotus leaves that were about to drip seemed real.

Under the pressure of the real body of Wuyue Town Prison, the spiritual fire was refined and integrated into the dragon hood of the Nine Fire God.

some moment.

"Well……"

Mo Qiu opened his eyes, there was a slight difference in his eyes.

He has practiced the technique of refining evil for a hundred years, and he is already proficient, but this time it feels a little strange.

seem……

Some inexplicable change has taken place.

"Smelting evil spirits into gangsters!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Qiu couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

Although these changes are unfamiliar, he is very clear that this is a sign of the transformation of evil spirits into gangsters.

The seventh-grade fire evil seems to be going further!

However, this is somewhat unreasonable.

The power of Agni Fire is terrifying, without enough physical body, it is reasonable to not be able to support it at all.

Even his blood talent is enough to control Ganghuo.

unless……

Mo Qiu's eyes flickered, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Unless it is, his physical potential is already comparable to Jindan, but it has not recovered yet.

"call!"

As the thought turned, the Nine Nether Fires below him suddenly rolled, and strands of flames quickly melted into the body.

Vulcan curse!

Melting Fire Art!

Blood pill!

Control the fire blood!

At some point, a flame the size of a soybean appeared in his dantian.

…………

At the foot of the mountain, two figures emerged.

Nansong, the saint of Luojiao, and Zhang Qingqiu, the hand of the top ten undisciplined practitioners in Qizhou.

In front of the two of them, a huge boulder appeared on the originally empty mountain path.

There are two big characters engraved on the rock.

"True!"

The two women looked at each other.

"Senior." Nan Song hesitated:

"Are we really going to go in and take a look?"

The mountain peak in front of him was shrouded in a layer of faint spiritual light, and he knew it was a formation at a glance.

If you enter rashly, it is likely to fall into the hands of others.

"Although that man is ruthless, he keeps his word. With such strength, he shouldn't even bother to set up a trap to harm others."

Zhang Qingqiu settled down:

"Go in and have a look."

With that said, he moved into the border of Montenegro.

"Om..."

In a blink of an eye, the original mountain peak disappeared.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, only a stone step extends upwards and disappears into the vast expanse of white clouds.

"clatter……"

Footsteps sounded.

After all, the Saintess of Nansong could not suppress her curiosity and stepped into it.

next moment.

"puff!"

Her complexion changed, as if she had been hit hard suddenly, she spit out a stream of blood, and fell to her knees.

"Heart Sword?" Zhang Qingqiu's complexion changed, and then suspicion appeared in his eyes:

"Why am I okay?"