Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 663 Crushed

The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength.

Mo Qiu is not an indecisive person, since he has murderous intentions in his heart, he will not honestly wait for the opponent to make a move before countering.

As soon as he thought about it, his figure flew across several miles and appeared in front of Princess Dongping.

To capture the thief, first capture the king.

"Roar!"

What came oncoming was a roar.

The roar was like the roar of a blue dragon, shaking the sky and the earth. Under this roar, the bright and bright day turned into a dark and dead place in an instant.

The orderly avenue between heaven and earth seems to be distorted because of this.

Mo Qiu shrank his eyes, his body stagnated, and the sea of consciousness seemed to be hit by an invisible mountain, and the magical powers that were ready to go were interrupted

Abyss Canglong!

In the ghost clan of the underworld, the strong are respected.

Among the thousands of ghost races, blood is the most important.

Low-level ghosts such as hanged ghosts, water ghosts, starving ghosts, etc., no matter how they practice, it is difficult to achieve anything.

As for the Shura, Rakshasa, and Shadow Ghosts, they have possessed considerable strength since their birth, and with a little guidance, they can become combat power.

King Lu's ability to occupy one of the eight kings in the Kingdom of Shang is due to his extraordinary blood.

Hell is old,

It is the bloodline of King Lu.

As long as this bloodline is awakened, it will have a strength comparable to Daoji's cultivation.

Moreover, the power of the physical body far exceeds that of Tongji, and he has the power to control the abyss. The innate dragon power can shock thousands of living beings.

Even if it is not sought, it cannot be exempted.

Different from Di Ku, the lord of the Qifei Palace who had other encounters, the Dharma Gate practiced by Princess Dongping came from King Lu's excavation of her own blood.

Immediately, the real body is revealed, a dragon horn protrudes from the top of the head, black scales appear all over the body, the beautiful eyes are erected, and the pupils are shining with a cold and mysterious light.

A cold, deep, and terrifying aura emerged from her body.

"Zheng!"

The gun is like a dragon.

A cold light suddenly appeared in the sky, as if tearing apart the void, a stunning breath passed through Mo Qiu's confused eyes, piercing the center of his eyebrows.

"good!"

A soft praise sounded unexpectedly.

The Baipi Knife moved spontaneously, appearing right in front of the tip of the spear, with the blade pointing forward, the sharp and cold light instantly tore apart the incoming murderous intent.

Missing a blow, Dongping Princess was not moved.

If the Quanzhen Daoist were solved so easily, he wouldn't be that big rock standing in front of millions of ghost soldiers.

At the moment, the body hovered like a flying dragon soaring into the sky, and a shadow of darkness instantly enveloped the surroundings.

Long domain!

This is the innate supernatural power that belongs exclusively to the Canglong of the Abyss Prison, which can turn tens of miles of itself into a realm under its control.

Inside it, even a Nascent Soul real person would have difficulty perceiving the transformation of heaven and earth qi.

and she,

But it can multiply its power.

This dragon domain is like the black abyss in the deepest part of the underworld. There is no sun, no moon, no light and no darkness, only nothingness and silence.

Even the ghost clan of the underworld will be greatly reduced in strength if trapped in it, and practitioners in the yang world will be greatly restricted.

With the expansion of the dragon domain and the dancing of spears, Princess Dongping's expression suddenly froze. The frailty of her daughter's family disappeared, only her domineering spirit remained forever.

Thousands of gun flowers bloomed in the sky, and the extreme speed seemed to mess up the universe.

In all directions, endless gun shadows completely enveloped him.

This kind of marksmanship is astonishing. When it comes to mystery, I'm afraid it doesn't need the supreme killing technique of the Big Dipper Palace, the Big Dipper Seven Kills Sword.

The gun light flickered, domineering vertically and horizontally!

"Good marksmanship!"

"So domineering!"

Mo Qiu showed a dignified face, and his divine sense praised him twice in an instant.

The physical fighting methods of the ghost clan in the underworld are indeed far superior to those in the yang world. This kind of marksmanship is much better than the martial arts he has learned all his life.

It's as different as heaven and earth!

In my heart, I can't help but feel admiration for the person in front of me.

As the daughter of the King of Lu, she could have enjoyed the glory and glory in peace, but Princess Dongping was able to risk her life, enter the cave, go to the world of the living, and fight all over the world.

Doing so, is it the kind of person who is willing to live under others?

No wonder, with a woman's body, there is such a domineering meaning in her marksmanship.

No wonder,

Emperor Ku, the lord of Qifei Palace, wants to put him to death!

Thoughts turned, but Moqiu's movements did not stop. The Hundred Swords followed the perception and cut thousands of records in an instant, and the Ten Thousand Swords Art bloomed like colorful white snow.

In terms of exquisite martial arts skills, he asked himself not as good as them.

But on the realm of martial arts...

Don't ask but don't lose to the opponent.

Shifang Sha Dao blends life and death, blends yin and yang, and forms Hunyuan. Together with the sword intent, many spear shadows that strike are also reflected in the perception one by one.

Relying on the sharpness of Baipi Dao, he didn't take a step back, and the sword came head-on.

"Peng!"

The swords and guns collided, Mo Qiu lost the move, but he clearly had the upper hand, and the cool sword light suppressed the shadows of guns all over the sky in an instant.

Although Dongping Princess is strong, she is still a ghost general after all.

and he,

A light physical body is already comparable to the Nascent Soul Dharma Body.

As for the so-called Dragon Realm, Mo Qiu, who practiced the Beiyin Xuanjing and Yan Luo Dharma Body, has adapted to the ghost realm of the underworld, no less than the ghost clan.

Being in it, the suppression is minimal.

"Shua!"

A wisp of sword glow emerged from behind, ending his plan to take advantage of the victory.

That handsome man from the Shura ghost clan showed fierce murderous intent as soon as he made a move, and the cold and serious blade light was like a sickle in the hands of the god of death.

Just a light swipe made Mo Qiu's eyebrows twitch.

A supreme Dharma door of the Asura clan found in the souls of the Jiang family appeared in his thoughts.

Asura Battle Heaven Art!

This is the ultimate killing method, which can melt the evil spirit and hostility of the people and ghosts killed, and feed back to oneself, but the more you fight, the stronger you become.

On the contrary, it is similar to the art of raising soldiers.

Princess Dongping sneaked into the mortal world this time, but brought this ghost with her instead of the ghost king. One is that the ghost king has a different status and will not easily get involved in danger.

Second,

It is also because of the extraordinary strength of this ghost.

With its protection by her side, coupled with the many means she relies on, Princess Dongping is confident that she will have the power to resist Yuan Ying.

The incoming long knife was as thin as a cicada's wing, flashing a cold green light.

The knife comes out and cuts between the two.

The ultimate killing intent, but waved in this ghost's hands like a lingering love thread, beautiful and beautiful, just cut at the turning point of the breath.

"call……"

Moqiu's body trembled slightly, and he exhaled slightly.

At this point, he already understood that relying solely on martial skills, he is no match for the two ghosts, but he is just asking for humiliation.

once Upon a time.

Being proficient in martial arts and invincible is still a means he is proud of.

Now, he sighs to himself.

Turning around and drawing the knife, the light of the knife is like silk, and it is divided into thousands, forming an array in an instant.

Taiyi Demon Refining Sword Formation!

Within ten miles, there are blades radiating freely, and thousands of blades move at will, frantically strangling the opponent, and supplemented by the unpredictable ten-way killing.

The situation reversed instantly.

And until now, the sense of crisis has not weakened.

so……

Mo Qiu turned around suddenly and looked directly at where Zhu Niannu was.

is her!

how come?

Even though Zhu Niannu was a well-known witch in the Tianxie League back then, it took only two or three hundred years to advance to the Golden Core.

Cultivation base, let alone the middle stage of Jindan.

How can you threaten yourself?

Seeing Mo Qiu, Zhu Niannu smiled back, nodded his head slightly, and disappeared in place like a phantom.

The demon escapes without a shadow!

A top-notch escape method no less than Taiyi Golden Light Escape.

Its speed is detached, and its meaning is detached.

The moment Zhu Niannu disappeared, the void beside Mo Qiu split like a mirror, and a pretty figure suddenly appeared.

Thumbs up, lightly.

At first, there was nothingness.

Invisible ripples spread in all directions, and even the tiny vitality floating between the heaven and the earth was shattered as the ripples passed.

Mo Qiu's brows twitched, and his eyes suddenly became dazed.

I see……

When thinking about it, a pure black flame that had been suppressed in his body for an unknown period of time burst out like a volcanic eruption.

The terrifying flames almost burned the void.

The land of Lixu instantly turned into a black sea of flames, with violent destructive power, unscrupulously blooming its own momentary light.

Blue fall and yellow spring!

For decades, Mo Qiu has repeatedly deduced the method of fire control.

finally,

Seven years ago, by integrating the magical power of the Nine Fire Flame Dragon, his own fire control bloodline, and Bi Fang's artistic conception, he realized a method of pure killing.

In an instant, release all the spiritual fire on your body.

The spiritual fires are superimposed on each other, and the number of powers increases by dozens of times. Its power is so strong that even Nascent Soul would not dare to touch it lightly.

When it is stimulated, there is no clue, and it comes out immediately.

The only shortcoming is that the killing range is too small, only a few miles around.

This is not worth the loss for Jindan and even Nascent Soul real people who are often separated by tens of miles, but it is the nemesis of the strong ghost clan.

The flames rolled, tearing apart the Dragon Field of Dongping Princess in an instant.

Zhu Niannu, who pointed with his fingers, looked desperate and backed up desperately, but in front of the blooming flames, he was extremely slow.

"boom……"

With just a slight rush of the black flame, the beauty in front of her has already turned into a white bone.

The golden core master's crystal-clear bones, which are comparable to the top magic tools, were completely burned before they could last a single breath.

"Princess!"

The Asura man roared, his face sullen.

The body did not retreat but advanced, the body and the sword merged into one, turning into a gloomy sword light, and slashed fiercely on the flames in front of Princess Dongping.

"boom!"

Daomang persisted for two moments before it shattered.

But this breathing space is enough for Princess Dongping, the dragon's body swayed slightly, and it appeared several miles away in an instant.

Looking back at the field, her complexion suddenly turned pale.

However, the surrounding area, which was still lush and lush not long ago, suddenly has a circular void with a diameter of about 1,000 meters, and the vitality of the world inside has no longer existed.

Only Mo Qiu, with tired eyes, slightly bowed body, stood in mid-air panting heavily.

obviously.

Although the power of this move was terrifying, even the magic weapon was burned, for him, it also consumed a lot, and his breath was weak.

"Crack..."

Princess Dongping's beautiful eyes flickered, suppressing the panic in her heart, she clapped her hands gently:

"Worthy of being the Master of Quanzhen Dao, Daoist Mo's strength is really amazing, the little girl is ashamed, admire! Admire!"

"You're welcome." Mo Qiu straightened his body and gently raised his brows:

"I didn't expect that the princess could escape in such a situation."

"It's not just a concubine." Princess Dongping smiled sweetly:

"There is one more."

"Um?"

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly narrowed, his body froze in the air, and he could only feel a sword piercing through the air.

If Zhu Niannu's finger made him puzzled, why a mere Golden Core mid-stage cultivator could pose such a threat.

Then, this sword is the answer.

Nascent Soul!

Turning around suddenly, don't beg to stare at the phantom in the distance.

Tianxie League, Fu Xuan!

Prior to this, Taiyizong sent a message that Princess Dongping, the daughter of King Lu, colluded with Tianxie League and privately violated Taiyizong, and the ally was Fu Xuan.

but.

According to Taiyizong's news, Fu Xuan had been killed by the team of three Nascent Soul real people.

What is going on now?

wrong!

In an instant, Mo Qiu's thoughts changed sharply, and the Lingguan Fayan could see that Fu Xuan on the opposite side had no physical body, but just a primordial spirit.

The aura on the body is not as transparent and pure as that of the original womb of a practitioner, and it meets the heaven and the earth.

On the contrary, it is gloomy and gloomy, with texture.

very similar...

Underworld Ghost Clan!

Therefore, Fu Xuan faked his death to take refuge, but in fact he had already switched to the way of ghosts and immortals, and even planned to return to the underworld with Princess Dongping.

So, it makes sense.

No wonder they dared to intercept and kill themselves in the Xuanyou Cave of Shangqing, so they relied on this person.

Fu Xuan only had his primordial spirit left, which had been hiding in Zhu Niannu's body until now, and this ability was just a little bit weaker, which brought a great sense of crisis to Mo Qiu.

Just now.

Just as Shura ghost risked his life to block the flames and let Princess Dongping escape, he was also saved from disaster because of Zhu Niannu's body.

This time, he was no longer close to him, and he killed the enemy with the Soul-Slaying Sword from afar. He was full of confidence at first, but after all, the opponent was already showing signs of fatigue.

But when the sword came out, his soul trembled slightly.

Spiritual perception is far clearer than that visible to the naked eye.

So he could clearly 'see' that facing his sword, Mo Qiu's face was not moved at all, and his expression only changed.

No panic, no apprehension, no fear.

On the contrary...

Smile lightly.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in front of the Heavenly Demon Soul Slayer Sword.

Armored Body Tempering Dafa!

No!

Today it should be called Heavenly Soldiers Tempering Body Jue.

The method enlightened from the golden medal of the jade palace is integrated with the body-hardening method of armored soldiers, and turned into thousands of runes, like a body protector of millions of heavenly soldiers.

The defensive power is astonishing.

Fu Xuan raised his head, expressionless, and pointed again.

"Crack..."

Xiaguang shattered, flying sword and body.

As a high-grade magic weapon that he had cultivated for nearly two thousand years, the Heavenly Demon Soul Slaughter Sword not only killed many living beings, but how could its sharpness be resisted by Mo Qiu's mere Heavenly Soldiers Body Tempering Art that had been practiced for several years?

"when……"

The tip of the sword hit something again, and there was a crisp sound.

King Ming!

After self-sacrificing and refining the Baipi Dao, don't ask for the treasure of body protection that is sacrificed again, the treasure armor made of countless ghosts as food.

It is called Ming Wangjia.

The divine light of this armor is introverted, close to the flesh, with a dark color, just like a layer of inconspicuous skin, but it has the ability to protect the body from falling.

The grade is even more astonishingly high.

Even if it is Baipi Dao, it is impossible to cut this armor easily.

this time,

Fu Xuan's complexion finally changed, his eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty, and even a little flinched in his heart.

Facing a Jindan junior,

He was a little scared.

"You can know why Taiyizong handed over this Fang Dongtian to Mo Mou?"

Mo Qiu waved his hand to slap the Flying Demon's Soul Slaying Sword, made a formula with ten fingers, and said calmly:

"Because in this world, Mo has the potential to be invincible in the world."

The sound falls.

The seal is formed.

Fighting mother seal!