Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 309 The Masked Man

After hundreds of years of mining, the interior of the mountain where the black prison is located has long been filled with cave passages.

The road extends in all directions, with twists and turns, like a maze.

If you don't know the way, once you break in, you will probably not be able to find your way back.

"Crack... creak..."

The ruts turned, and several dilapidated carriages full of goods pressed against the stones, as if old farmers were taking heavy steps, moving forward slowly.

rear.

Ling Jun, Li Jing, foreign aid Ling Shuanghua, Yue Wen, and some handymen quietly lurk, ready to go.

Ling Jun whispered:

"The jailer in District B is the younger brother of the inner disciple Tao Longguan. This man has a bit of a warrior's loyalty, and he regards his subordinates as brothers. When we strike next, we must pay attention to reserve strength."

"En." Ling Shuanghua nodded:

"Know."

Li Jing's ears trembled, and said:

"coming!"

As soon as the words were finished, a group of masked men in black suddenly rushed out from the dark place ahead, and a spiritual light filled the sky and fell towards the escorts.

"Pour me!"

One person laughed wildly, black light crisscrossed, and some guards and servants couldn't stop them at all, and fell to the ground one after another.

"stop!"

Ling Jun roared and rushed out:

"You guys are so brave, you dare to plunder goods from other areas, aren't you afraid of being punished by the sect?"

Before the sound fell, the flying sword turned into a ray of light and shot towards the person who came. The light of the sword trembled slightly, and the movement was astonishing.

Li Jing and the others didn't say a word, and each used flying swords and magic spells to bombard the people who came.

They are all at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining, and they are ready to go, and they have been prepared to suppress their opponents in an instant.

Especially for Yue Wen, who looked soft and weak, with a wave of her plain hand, dozens of bloodthirsty poison vines burst out from the ground, binding several people tightly, and the sharp thorns on the vines pierced deep into the flesh.

As long as they exert their strength, these poisonous vines can instantly suck an innate warrior into a mummy!

The situation is under control.

Ling Jun's face showed joy, as long as they win the other party, they can explain why the unitary district has not been mining well in the past few months, and they can also kill chickens and monkeys, so that other districts dare not move lightly.

"careful!"

Li Jing roared suddenly, the magic weapon mandarin duck fork retreated instead of advancing, casting a lot of spiritual light in front of her.

The next moment.

"boom……"

A group of fierce flames collided fiercely, surging with huge force, and the flames swept up violently, blasting several people into the air.

"Eight layers of Qi refining!"

Ling Jun's complexion changed drastically:

"This is impossible!"

…………

The flames rolled over, and the ground was in a mess.

Ling Jun, who was in pain all over his body, had black eyes, struggled to support his body, but was pressed down by a huge force, and could only groan helplessly.

His magic weapon fell to the side, but he was powerless to control it.

"You... who are you?"

The eighth level of Qi refining, even if you are too old to enter the inner sect, it is still a top existence among the outer sect disciples.

There are very few such people in such a huge black prison.

Who is this masked man?

As for Li Jing and the others, they were also blown out, either unconscious or moaning in pain, none of them were intact.

The handymen and Taoist soldiers who accompanied him suffered heavy casualties.

Especially during the fight, the masks of two of the men in black were destroyed, and all the Taoist soldiers they saw were wiped out.

"Ah……"

The masked man scanned the audience and sneered disdainfully:

"According to the previous rules, wouldn't it be great to hand over things honestly, but you are asking for trouble."

"It's really..."

"Who is there!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly shrank, and his figure flashed like a ray of fire rushing forward.

"Peng!"

The person who was hiding in the dark was obviously not very cultivated, so he was pulled out and fell heavily in front of Ling Jun.

It is green pine.

How did he come here?

Ling Jun was shocked and terrified.

This time they obviously miscalculated, this group of masked people are probably not from District B.

Although there are occasional conflicts in the twelfth district of the black prison, and there are many private grievances, but due to the restrictions of the gate rules, they rarely do anything.

Even if you do it, you won't kill it.

But now, this group of masked men are merciless in their actions, Taoist soldiers and handymen are either dead or injured, and they only have a little scruples when facing outer disciples.

"Little guy, sent to die?"

The masked man stomped on his back and sneered disdainfully:

"The second level of Qi Refining, dare to follow me."

"no no……"

Qingsong's complexion was pale, and he stammered:

"I just heard... I heard that Miyue Peak's senior sister has come, and was ordered by the prison to ask... about the situation of Chuan Tianjiu's blood."

At such a young age, he had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that seven souls scattered and six souls scattered, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and he was strong enough not to cry.

"Chuan Tianjiu?" The masked man was taken aback for a moment, and then with one hand, he lifted a jade gourd from Ling Jun's body.

"Boom..."

After opening the plug, a non-pungent fragrance permeated the air, which shocked people's spirits.

"It's really Chuantianjiu's blood." Holding it in his hand and tossing it, the masked man smiled lightly:

"This is a good thing. Go back and tell your jailer that this thing belongs to me."

Before he finished speaking, a thin thread suddenly came out from the green pine sleeve and wrapped around the jade gourd.

"Shua!"

The shadow flickered, and a spider the size of a child's fist pierced through it, shooting towards the distance at an astonishing speed.

The jade gourd that contained Chuantianjiu's blood was also taken away by him.

"What?" The masked man froze for a moment, then subconsciously flicked his fingers, and dozens of flames shot towards the spider out of thin air.

"Crackling..."

Sparks splash and shadows shuttle.

The spider was surprisingly nimble, moving rapidly in the flames, and occasionally spitting out spider silk and leaping forward.

For a while, he couldn't stop it.

"Organ puppet!" The masked man narrowed his eyes:

"No, someone is controlling this thing, I'm afraid someone who saw us just now, take it down!"

"Chase!"

With a loud roar, the group rushed forward frantically.

The person at the head even flexed his fingers, and a stream of flames burst out, rushing towards the spider like lightning.

That flame was a flying sword with a strange shape.

Although the spider was nimble, it was obviously no match for this group of people. Just after running out of two passages, the spider was nailed to a rock by the flying sword.

"Squeak... squeak..."

It is obviously made of metal machinery, and it is no different from a living thing. Even though its body is restrained, it still struggles desperately, screaming incessantly.

"Interesting." The masked man stepped forward, his eyes flickering:

"I haven't heard that there are people in the sect who are good at mechanics. Where did you get this thing?"

"Brother." A person behind said in a muffled voice:

"The one told me, don't make any troubles, let's take our things and leave quickly."

"Yeah." The masked man nodded:

"Let's go!"

Saying that, he took a step forward and kicked towards the spider.

"Peng!"

The rocks shattered and dust rose everywhere, but the masked man's eyes suddenly shrank and he turned sideways slowly.

At the end of the passage, a figure stood quietly, holding lightly with one hand, and in the palm was a spider with a split body.

His heart froze.

When did this man come?

Can you hide from your own perception?

"Dian... Prison." Fang Lingjun and the others also stumbled over, and when they saw the person coming, they hurriedly said:

"careful!"

"Hmm..." Mo Qiu caressed the spider in his palm, frowned and looked at the group of people in front of him, with doubts on his face:

"What's going on? Who are they?"

He just asked Qingsong to follow the tracking fan and ask about the situation, but he didn't want to receive a warning from the puppet, so he rushed over, but he didn't want to encounter such a situation.

"The person who wants to kill you!"

The masked man growled suddenly, bent his fingers a little, and the flying sword stabbed swiftly with lightning.

It was as if a ray of flame swept across the void, but a line of fire was seen passing by, piercing directly between Mo Qiu's eyebrows.

For some reason, the person in front of him obviously didn't have any magic power, but it made him feel a lot of pressure.

So when you make a move, you go all out!

"careful!"

Ling Jun and Li Jing were horrified when they saw this.

When something happened in prison, they couldn't escape the blame.

If Mo Qiu died because of this, they would never even think about leaving the black prison for the rest of their lives.

"laugh……"

When it was three feet away from the center of Mo Qiu's eyebrows, the Flame Flying Sword stopped suddenly, but was blocked by a layer of Huosha Zhengang that seemed to be constantly swimming around like billowing magma.

"Amulet?"

The masked man's eyes flickered slightly, the seals on his hands changed, and the flaming flying sword danced wildly like a spirit snake.

Raging Lan Lihuo Sword Art!

In an instant, a soaring flame rose out of thin air.

Like a giant flame dragon, it wrapped Moqiu in groups and shrunk its body inward desperately. The surrounding mountains and rocks melted under the high temperature of the flames, and the land tens of feet into a sea of ​​magma and flames.

"It's over!"

Ling Jun's face turned pale.

"Walk."

Ling Shuanghuamei's eyes turned cold, and she said in a low voice:

"That man has murderous intentions, let's leave quickly, otherwise something bad will happen."

"But prison..."

"I can't control it anymore." Li Jing also said in a low voice, and at the same time shrank her body slightly, preparing to escape from this place.

"Wait a minute."

Yue Wen blinked suddenly and said:

"It seems...something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Peng!"

There was a shock in the void, and the accident happened suddenly.

In the raging fire ahead, there seemed to be a giant struggling crazily, and the flaming sword light that bound one side was actually showing its strength.

next moment.

"boom……"

The loud noise reverberated in the passage, and the extremely violent Huosha Zhengang erupted, sweeping in all directions.

Like the roar of an angry dragon, the real steel exploded, brazenly breaking through the blockade of the sword light and falling on the sword light instead.

"Shua!"

The figure swayed, coming as fast as a flying sword, and a few flashes appeared in front of the masked man.

Mo Qiu's face was cold, and he stretched out one hand, his five fingers were wrapped in flames, and suddenly pierced into the aura of the opponent's body.

"puff!"

The indestructible body protection spell was not as good as his one-handed probe, and the aura immediately shattered.

Don't beg to stretch out your big hands to wrap around the opponent's throat.

At the same time, several flame ropes came out from the fire dragon pendant, binding the remaining men in black together.

"Who are you?"

Mo Qiu's eyes shrunk, and there seemed to be a layer of magma rolling on the surface of his skin, making him ignore the aftermath of the energy around him.

"You..." The masked man showed fear in his eyes, and his body struggled crazily:

"This is impossible!"

How can a mere mortal block his flying sword, how can he break through his body protection spell so easily?

"Heh!" Mo Qiuqing said, as soon as he thought about it, a burst of flames burned the opponent's mask clean.

Under the mask was an unfamiliar face.

He frowned, opened his mouth to speak, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and subconsciously turned his head sideways.

"Shua!"

Two scarlet sword lights shot out from the masked man's eyes, brushing against Mo Qiu's shoulders and piercing through the rock behind.

In an instant, two bottomless holes appeared on the hard rock.

Moqiu's shoulder also felt burning and tingling, and his entire arm became numb.

"court death!"

Frightened and angry, Mo Qiu's breath surged, and flames surged out of his palms uncontrollably, like snakes devouring people, rushing toward the opponent's upper seven orifices, blocking the opponent's spellcasting.

In an instant.

The figure in the palm has turned into a human-shaped torch.

The same was true for several other people, who were wrapped in flames, burned up, and turned into piles of ashes in an instant.

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