Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 699 Primordial Poison Fire

"Crazy!"

The howling sound pierced through the void, shaking thousands of miles away.

The huge fire cave was suddenly sunken, and the fire phoenix wrapped in flames soared into the sky, and the strong wind with four wings and eight tails roared up to the sky.

"traitor!"

One of the fire phoenixes was surrounded by golden flames, and its eyes were full of golden light, showing its majesty. It looked sideways at the shivering fire phoenix not far away.

Not long ago, this fire phoenix was trying to overwhelm Di Ku and the others who had chased him away in a hurry, but now they seem to be scared out of their wits by the other party.

Don't even dare to move.

"Queen Phoenix."

The gale with four wings and eight tails roared to the sky:

"Leave it to me to handle!"

"En." The golden fire phoenix nodded slowly:

"Leave it alive first, and ask about the situation of Zanlongtian, and why the passage was sealed off, making me wait for so many years to no avail."

"yes!"

Gale nodded, spread his wings lightly, and appeared in front of the shivering fire phoenix in an instant, grabbing its neck with a big mouth.

Dodge and disappear.

"Buying Dragon Sky!"

The golden fire phoenix lifted Xiucheng's neck, and its eyes flickered:

"The dragon and phoenix clans, if they still can't reach the agreement this time, there will be another big war in the end, are you all ready?"

"Crazy!"

"Roar!"

Howling sounds came one after another, crazily sweeping between the heaven and the earth.

Not long after, a group of fire phoenixes and strong winds above the eighth step rolled up a column of wind that stretched to the sky and began to explore in all directions.

…………

"Ha ha……"

Di Ku looked up to the sky with a long smile, put away the jade bottle with red palms, and looked sideways at Mo Qiu:

"Mo Daoist, thank you so much!"

At the last moment, a group of people and ghosts finally beheaded Huo Suanni. Although he was a little embarrassed after that, he also escaped.

He was naturally happy to get the blood of the top dragon clan.

"You're welcome." Mo Qiu cupped his hands:

"You and I have made an agreement, and Mo Mou just did what should be done."

"Also, thank you Palace Master for leaving Huo Suan Ni's flesh and blood. These things are indeed of great use to Mo Mou."

"Haha." Di Ku smiled and shook his head:

"It's just a handy job, it's nothing."

"Although we haven't obtained the blood essence of the Eight Dragon Clans this time, Huo Suanni is already good, and there will be another large ghost clan in King Lu's territory."

The tenth rank Huo Suanni is enough to cultivate the ghost king clan.

If these clans were from the Qifei Palace, they would definitely be loyal to Emperor Ku, which would be of great benefit to them competing for the position of King Lu in the future.

"Palace Master." Mo Qiu Chuanan said:

"About the saintess of the ancestral temple..."

"Oh!" Di Ku came back to his senses, Chuannian replied:

"Before this trip, I only learned from a certain princess that this year's ancestral temple saintesses seem to be the furnace of a certain existence."

"It is necessary to practice the secret method, and the merits and virtues will be completed in the future."

"They have the imprint of that person on their bodies. Even if they die, they will not be able to escape. Therefore, although it seems that the saints of the ancestral temple are superior, they are actually involuntary."

"..."

Mo Qiu frowned, his face pondering.

"Taoist, you don't need to worry." Di Ku looked sideways and said with a smile:

"With the potential of the Taoist Lord, even if it exists in the ancestral temple, it may not be invincible in the future. How difficult is it to find a saint?"

"certainly……"

"Even if it is a Taoist master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve it in a short time."

"If the channel between Yin and Yang is closed, I'm afraid there is no good way."

As he spoke, he looked at Moqiu with a half-smile.

For him, the alliance with Quanzhen Taoism at the beginning was just an expedient measure to take advantage of each other, but it is different now.

Mo Qiu advanced to the Nascent Soul, and even showed the strength comparable to the intermediate level of the ghost king.

If he can continue to sign the covenant, not only will he be able to help him become the ghost king, but it will also be of great benefit to him in the future.

all kinds.

Di Ku never wanted to give up.

"Yin-yang channel."

Don't squint.

According to his previous estimation, it will take 20 years at the fastest, and more than 30 years at the slowest, to separate the Xuanyou Cave Heaven from the Underworld.

But since then.

Certainly something will be missed.

Shaking his head, he withdrew his mind, and his spiritual sense fell into his dantian.

In addition to Yuanying sitting cross-legged in it, there are seven groups of mixed yellow bubbles in the dantian, floating up and down around Yuanying, spitting out invisible poisonous miasma from time to time.

The extremely yin and real fire around the body refines the poisonous miasma of fire and strengthens the body.

Ancient Poisonous Fire!

This kind of poisonous fire is no less than the real fire of extreme yin when it comes to grades, but it is unmanned and lacks spirituality, so it has just been devoured and refined.

Take a closer look.

Inside the bubble, there is a palm-sized, jet-black flame that is as smooth as jade, like a never-ending lantern.

All the poisonous miasma comes from this fire.

This lantern flower is the body of the ancient poisonous fire.

Danger!

Even though the bubbles look the same, a sense of crisis always lingers in Mo Qiu's heart, unless he has great concentration.

I am afraid that he has already thrown out the seven ancient poisonous fires.

Don't have any doubts.

If the ancient poison exploded, even with his current physical strength, he would instantly turn into fly ash, and he would be powerless to resist.

Even King Ming Jia would be easily destroyed.

Unless it is the rumored spiritual weapon.

otherwise.

In front of the power of this thing, it is completely useless!

The seven lights and the seven poisonous fires may explode at any time. If there is no great benefit, Mo Qiu would not be willing to take the risk.

"If it can be refined as many as possible, the extreme yin true fire will definitely be able to advance again, transforming into the rumored Liuding divine fire, and can prove the foundation of the great way."

Even if it doesn't work...

Throw it out at the critical moment when encountering an enemy, even if it is an eleventh-level or even a rumored twelfth-level dragon clan, it may be enough to eat a pot.

Although these things are dangerous, they are also treasures!

got them

This trip is not a loss!

…………

It takes ten days to go back and forth.

During this period of time, the Jiang family has been repaired, and the general environment has been restored to seven or eighty-eight.

There were heavy casualties that day.

But for the human race who buried the dragon sky, they have seen many such things, and they are not too sad. They can only lament the bad luck.

Vientiane, however, cannot bear to see another child die.

After all, compared to the clansmen who practice the method of heavenly soldiers and the art of transforming dragons, newborn children have no power to protect themselves, and they may die if they are slightly affected.

So during this period of time, he specially built several places to place children around Hualong Pond, surrounded by many heavenly soldiers.

"Even so, there is still no guarantee."

In the main hall, Vientiane handed over:

"Jianlongtian is full of crises, and there are countless powerful dragon descendants. Almost every clan will encounter a disaster of evil dragons in a few years."

"That's why the subordinates suggested that the clansmen disperse, so that even if the clan's place suffers a catastrophe, there will still be fire left."

"Scatter?" Mo Qiu frowned:

"I'm afraid it will be more dangerous."

There are fifth- and sixth-level dragons sitting in the town, and they can still have the power to protect themselves against low-level evil dragons. Once they disperse, there will be more dangers.

"Patriarch." Vientiane sighed softly:

"We...we can't stay here forever after all."

"Hmm." Mo Qiu fell into deep thought:

"Still can't get in touch with Zongmen?"

"No." Vientiane shook his head:

"I suspect that Dragon Burying Heaven belongs to the rumored Outland, not a small world attached to Yangshi, but something else mysterious."

"That's all!"

Do not beg to escape:

"According to your words first."

For him, as long as the method of heavenly soldiers spreads out, in time, it will eventually become a great help.

But after all, the time is too short, and there are so many stupid people in this world. At present, there is no one worthy of entrusting him to inherit the Heavenly Soldiers.

The foundation of the Heavenly Soldiers inheritance lies in the seal of Dou Mu, the method to control the power of the people.

Although the simple method of practicing heavenly soldiers can quickly increase strength, it has a limit after all, and it is not even as good as the art of transforming dragons.

In the Tao of Quanzhen, there is no other way but Ye Quanzhen can teach it.

In this world, there is no successor.

Jiang Yuan is currently trustworthy, but he is too obsessed with the so-called Dragon God.

I'm afraid that if Mo Qiu leaves, he will take the initiative to hand over the Heavenly Armaments when he meets the Eight Heavenly Dragons. How can the dragons in this world tolerate it?

This thing has the hope of overthrowing the existence of the Dragon Clan's rule.

Only Vientiane...

Thinking about it, he shook his head slightly.

At this time, a thick voice sounded from the sky and echoed in the area of ​​Jiang Clan:

"Where is the patriarch of the lower clan?"

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows, the aura of the evil dragon of the third generation came out of his body immediately, his figure flickered, and he turned into three phantoms and fled towards the sky.

The breath of the eighth level also quietly revealed.

"Um?"

"Huh!"

The visitor obviously did not expect that in a small clan below, there would be someone who had cultivated the Dragon Transformation Art to the eighth level.

But Mo Qiu's aura is unique and can be distinguished at a glance.

"Third Evil Dragon..."

The eye sockets of a man in the fire scale armor flickered, he was slightly surprised, then looked directly at Mo Qiu and said:

"You are the patriarch of this clan?"

"Exactly." Mo Qiu clasped his hands together:

"Jiang Hao from the Jiang family, I have met all the envoys."

The people who came here this time were not only the family members of the Chihuo Shenlong, but also three dragon envoys from Xiangliu's lineage, a total of eleven.

Among the nine ranks, there is only one.

It is clear.

Even the family members of the eight dragon clans, the ninth rank dragon envoys, are extremely rare.

"Unexpectedly, there are experts like you here." Zhu Shan's eyes flickered, he looked back and forth, paused and said:

"Let me ask you, have you seen Zhu Kuang from my family some time ago?"

"Zhu Kuang?" Mo Qiu replied with confusion in his eyes:

"I have indeed met several envoys, but I don't know their names."

"Oh!" Zhu Shan raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, flames circled in the field, and a figure gathered around him like flowing water.

The figure is formed by the convergence of flames, but it is lifelike, just like a real person.

This kind of method of controlling flames is astonishing.

"it's him!"

"I've seen it." Mo Qiu nodded:

"That day, it was the envoy who died here."

"Sure enough!" Zhu Shan was not surprised by this, but his cheeks twitched, his steel teeth clenched, and he said in a muffled voice:

"Who moved the hand?"

He didn't doubt it, Mo Qiu did it.

After all, Zhu Kuang is a Dragon Envoy of the ninth rank. It seems that he is only one rank away from the eighth rank, but his strength is worlds apart.

And there are companions.

I'm afraid that even if the Nielong of the third generation takes action himself, it may not be able to kill them all.

"Some people who look very weird." Mo Qiu thought for a while, flicked his fingers, and transformed into several figures with the breath of the evil dragon of the third generation:

"It's them!"

If Di Ku and other ghosts were here, they would definitely be able to recognize them. These people were obviously Cheng Tianhou and his party, but the figure of the ancestral temple saintess was missing among them.

"Um?"

At this time, a member of the Xiangliu tribe suddenly frowned, and his voice was surprised:

"These people are the outsiders I'm waiting to kill."

"but……"

He blinked, puzzled:

"In terms of time, they don't seem to be here at the time?"

"Really." Mo Qiu was noncommittal, and slowly put away his movements:

"This, I don't know."

"It's that group of outsiders again!" Zhu Shan clenched his teeth, with anger on his face:

"This group of people who killed my people and slaughtered the Dragon Clan should all be hacked into pieces!"