Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 755: Wang Ling

"Saint!"

Wang Huang roared:

"You were born because of the Holy Lord, and you have received the kindness of the ancestral temple for many years. It is because of the loving cultivation of many elders and the accumulation of countless spiritual things that you have the achievements you have today."

"Now,"

"You betrayed the Holy Master and the ancestral temple, don't you feel guilty?"

He obviously knew Qin Qingrong, there was no threat in his words, some were self-blaming questions, and at the same time he was deeply puzzled.

The saint grew up in the ancestral temple since she was a child, and all her thoughts and thoughts came from the indoctrination of others. It should be absolutely impossible to betray the Holy Lord.

It was also because of this that he was successfully attacked without any precaution.

Besides.

Betraying the Holy Master and the ancestral temple, what good is it for the saint?

It is true that the Divine Fetus Miaozang is used to make wedding dresses for others, but it will not harm lives, so it can be used as the holy mother in the name of the ancestral temple in the future.

Although there is no magic power, it also has endless majesty.

Moreover, with the method of the Holy Lord, it might not be possible to reshape the ghost body for her, and to prove the way again, Wang Huang was puzzled.

Qin Qingrong's beautiful eyes flickered, looked at Mo Qiu beside her, and said leisurely:

"That is to say, if you have a promise from one person, you should love it all your life."

"Gifts from the ancestral temple and great love from the Holy Master, Qing Rong is indeed ashamed of what she has done now, but if the seniors want to tie me up with this, it will not work."

She lightly raised the long sword, the light of the sword was bold and sharp, and her eyes were unyielding:

"And the Holy Lord once said that those who gave birth to me, those who protect me, and those who pity me in the world cannot change my heart. If they stand in front of me, they can be killed with a single sword."

"Qing Rong, keep it in your heart."

"Shameless!"

In this regard, Wang Huang only roared:

"The Lord will not let you go!"

"Why do you say you are so noble." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"If you want to get Qingrong, you will do your best to support her, just because she can help you, but unfortunately, I have an even stronger fate with Qingrong."

The fate of the three generations is so general.

"As for the Holy Master..."

"Mo Mou will take care of himself for a while in the future."

"Have you finished talking?" Yong Xuetian ghostly smiled:

"Wang Huang, you should give up your desire to run for your life. I will give you a day to recover, and you will never even think about escaping from here."

What responded to him was a palm that covered the sky and the sun.

Yan Mo turned his hand over, and the sword energy around him stagnated suddenly, and even put away the traction and blasted towards Yong Xuetian ghost, distorting the void.

"Hey……"

Seeing this, Yong Xuetian ghost sneered, and swiped the Qifei knife, splitting the sky into seven, and slashed at Wang Huang's huge ghost body from all directions.

The two ghost kings existed in the later period and collided head-on.

"boom……"

A mass of distorted void appeared in the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword Formation. Even the Sword Formation couldn't completely suppress the terrifying power.

"Um!"

Fairy Fengling, who presided over the formation, couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, her body trembled slightly, and she immediately took a treasure pill from her body and swallowed it.

For her, it was really not easy to suppress the two late ghost kings.

Mo Qiu took a step forward, his brows split apart, and his big Luo Fayan turned faintly. His unique perception of sight allowed him to see the whole audience.

Even the ghost king's every move in the later stage can be seen clearly.

quick!

The movements of the two ghosts are amazingly fast, almost in an instant, they can swing the weapons in their hands to make thousands of marks, and the marks are accurate.

ruthless!

How terrifying is the power inside Baizhang's body?

Pulling mountains and cracking seas is just waiting for nothing, but this time he did his best, but he could not cause the slightest rumor, and every move was fierce and decisive.

allow!

Extreme speed, precise martial arts, spirit, spirit, body and mind are all in harmony.

The collision of knife technique and palm technique was silent but shocking, and Mo Qiu's eye sockets trembled subconsciously.

The Baipi knife at his waist trembled even without the wind.

The collision of the two ghosts seems to be without fancy, just like the fighting of ordinary warriors, but the subtlety of it is amazing.

Regarding the operation of their own power and the combination of the martial arts they have learned, the two ghosts are both master-level figures.

Different from Moqiu.

Not only can they accurately control their own strength, but they can also grasp what they have learned. Although it is difficult to break through the limit, they are more stable.

This prevents them from making mistakes in their actions.

Even if there are thousands of collisions in an instant, every blow can be accurately grasped.

In comparison, Ghost King Yongxue clearly had the upper hand. Compared to the previous fight, Palace Master Wang suffered more serious injuries this time.

Qin Qingrong's sword strike, Chi Nian Zhenlei's blow, and the sneak attacks of Cai Zhenren and the horse-faced ghost king all aggravated his injuries.

"Shua!"

The seven-color sword light cut down through the sky, and the stars in the sky seemed to be crumbling.

Wang Huang flipped his palms, his palms turned like a wheel, and at the same time, the bones on his back exploded, blood spattered, and two secret killing spells shot out.

"Hey……"

Yong Xuetian ghost seemed to be very familiar with Wang Huang's methods, his body flashed the killing curse, and a mysterious light that seemed to exist swept away immediately.

"Shhh..."

The bloodstains ran across Wang Huang's waist and ribs, split the flesh, and brought out broken bone stubble.

"you?"

Wang Huang was stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face. He knew the trick just now, but it should never appear on ghosts outside that place:

"Inseparable..."

"die!"

Yong Xuetian ghost's voice sank, dozens of halos suddenly appeared in the void, covering Wang Huang completely like a silk net, and hooped inward.

The sharpness of the thread made Wang Huang look desperate.

He recognized this move.

He also knew that he would never escape this catastrophe, and under the fright, anger and grief, he could only roar to the sky, and the yin energy in his body exploded like a volcanic eruption.

"Boom..."

In the void, circles of circular air waves rushed out, and the huge basin was sunken again, and the four bulges also swelled up.

The Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword Formation fell apart at the moment of contact.

Fortunately, Fairy Feng Ling had been prepared for a long time, and the moment she realized something was wrong, she restrained the sword light in advance, so that the magic weapon would not be damaged.

The Yongxuetian ghost who was close at hand didn't have such good luck. Even though he retreated desperately, he was still affected, and black blood spurted wildly from his mouth, but his face showed excitement.

He knew that Wang Huang was doomed.

"Shua!"

A blade of light suddenly appeared.

Wang Huang, who was already on the verge of falling, froze and looked back with difficulty, but he could only see a vague figure, and he fell to the ground.

Consciousness, submerged into truly eternal darkness.

Mo Qiu is holding the Baipi Dao, his eyes seem to be half-squinted, and all his energy is concentrated on the unique perception of killing the late-stage masters of the ghost king.

Wang Huang's strength is no lie.

The background is profound, and the origin is even more mysterious. This time he was killed suddenly, and when he disappeared, the mysteries in the ghost body were revealed one by one.

This is an excellent observation target for Mo Qiu.

Moreover, when Baipi Dao kills the enemy, all the energy is absorbed into the long sword and treasure armor, and the gods are incorporated into the sea of ​​consciousness, lighting up countless stars.

The stars are lit up, which to some extent also encourages the spirit of Moqiu.

A strange fluctuation began to appear on him.

Nascent Soul middle stage?

far away.

Fairy Fengling and Zhenren Cai opened their eyes together, showing surprise and even joy.

How long has it been?

Mo Qiu is about to be cautious in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

If he advances again, his strength will definitely increase again. By then, not only the strength of Quanzhen Dao will increase greatly, but even Taiyi Sect will be able to rely on him.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, a few light coughs interrupted the silence in the arena.

The coughing sound just right broke Mo Qiu's progress, making his complexion darken, and his eyes were displeased to look sideways.

Although with this understanding, even if it is broken, it will not take long to advance.

But such an opportunity is rare.

The other party did it on purpose!

"Master Mo is really amazing."

Yong Xuetian cupped his hands casually like a ghost, as if he didn't know that he interrupted the opponent's breakthrough just now:

"This battle is won in one battle, and one of the three main hall masters of the ancestral temple is beheaded. The name of the Taoist master will surely shock the Quartet Ghost Domain and become famous all over the world."

"Thank you." Mo Qiu said, his voice was indifferent:

"It's all thanks to the merits of the seniors, Mo Mou just took advantage of it."

He lowered his head and frowned subconsciously.

But after Wang Huang's death, besides the robe, gloves and other ghost artifacts on his body, there was also a half jade tablet floating quietly.

That jade tablet seems to have another mystery.

At least.

It contains certain characteristics of Wang Huang when he was alive, but it should require a specific method to refine and obtain the contents, which he will definitely not be able to do.

Yong Xuetian ghost waved lightly, and the jade tablet flew into his hand by itself:

"Mo Daoist, why should you be humble? If it weren't for Daoist's ingenious plan, how could we succeed today, but after this move, there will still be troubles."

Mo Qiu nodded and understood:

"Ancestral temple?"

"good."

Yong Xuetian ghost clenched the jade token in his hand, his face became serious:

"The ancestral temple hides dragons and crouching tigers. There are many masters. The current Holy Master is even more talented. His cultivation and strength are unfathomable, and he is extremely difficult to deal with."

"Master Mo kills the Palace Master and seizes the Saintess, he will definitely not let you go."

"The Taoist master can hide in the mortal world, but the saintess may not be able to escape, and it seems that the passage to the Xuanyou Cave of the Shangqing cannot be completely closed in a year or two."

Moqiu squinted, cupped his fists and slightly arched his hands:

"Senior, do you have any advice?"

"Don't dare to teach." Yong Xuetian ghost grinned and said:

"However, such a big ghost, there are always places where the Holy Lord can retreat temporarily. Although there are not many, there are barely a few kings in the Kingdom of Shang who can do it."

"If the former Lu King's strength is intact, it can be done in this Lu King Realm."

"pity……"

He shook his head slightly and sighed:

"The current King Lu's strength is not good, and his courage is even worse. He is clearly sitting in King Lu's ghost domain, and he is more powerful than the ghost king in the late stage. He can't even suppress a small palace master."

"oh!"

Don't raise your eyebrows:

"Senior seems to have something to say?"

"Heh..." Yong Xuetian ghost chuckled, flipped the jade card in his hand, changed the subject, and asked:

"Does the Taoist know, what is this?"

"I don't know."

"This is the Lu Wang Ling Talisman."

Yong Xuetian ghost inspected the things in his hands, his face was complicated, and his eyes flickered:

"This thing contains a part of King Lu's prestige. As long as it is in King Lu's ghost domain, its strength can be blessed to a certain extent. The reason why I lost to Wang Huang before is because of this."

"Oh!" Mo Qiu's eyes flickered:

"Now, this thing belongs to the predecessors."

"Not bad." Yong Xuetian ghost nodded seriously:

"The benefits are more than that. After this thing is refined by Wang Huang, it will naturally have the methods he has learned all his life, and even his understanding of the realm of martial arts."

"If I refine it, I can be half a king of Lu!"

"Half?" Mo Qiu asked thoughtfully.

"Yeah." Yong Xuetian ghost should be, but also bowed his head and sighed:

"It's a pity that half a talisman doesn't get many blessings. If I can get all the talismans of the King of Lu, I can immediately have the inheritance of the kings of Lu and the secrets of the ancestral temple, and completely control the ghost domain of the King of Lu."

"At that time..."

"Even if you lose to the Holy Lord, you still have the capital to negotiate with him."

"So it is!" Mo Qiu suddenly said:

"However, why did the senior and this subordinate say these things?"

"Is it possible that I want Mo to help you deal with Emperor Ku and win the throne of King Lu?"

"Why not?" Yong Xuetian ghost smiled darkly:

"If this is done, the old man can promise that the Holy Master will not bother the two of you anymore. It seems that the only one in the world who can do this and Mo Daoist knows."

"Although my apprentice has great ambitions, he is timid and does nothing in battle. How can he be worthy of the position of King Lu?"

"..."

Mo Qiu opened his mouth and looked at the other party with a complicated expression, before he let out a long sigh:

"What the senior said is very reasonable. Logically speaking, Mo has no other choice. After all, this is a matter of mutual benefit. But..."

He shook his head slightly.

"how?"

Yong Xuetian ghost frowned, subconsciously feeling bad.

"Come out." Mo Qiu tilted his head and said slowly:

"His Royal Highness King Lu."