Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 553 Siege

Above the clouds.

In addition to Mo Qiu, Shan Boxiang, and a friend of his, and several young juniors.

Two of the young men are only in their forties, but they have successfully refined Qi and their breath is clear. The Foundation Establishment Pill should be prepared for them.

"The Flying Spirit Sect is no longer there, and now it is changed to the Thunder Fire Sect."

Shan Boxiang sighed and said:

"This is also to avoid causing trouble. It's a pity that the younger generation is not good at managing so many people. After so many years, there is still no improvement."

"Brother Shan is too modest." The friend persuaded:

"Sect disciples are more expensive than many. Although your disciples are few, they are all talented. I really envy you."

Hearing this, Shan Boxiang couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

these years.

While he was thinking of ways to heal his injuries, he was looking for good talents and cultivating disciples. Although there were few disciples, they were all his efforts.

"What is the name of the person who stole the inheritance of the Flying Spirit Sect?"

Mo Qiu stood with his hands behind his back and asked:

"Is he in Haiyan Hall now?"

"Not bad." Shan Boxiang nodded seriously:

"That person was originally named Jing Liu, but now he has changed his name to Jin Buque, and he is one of the leaders of Haiyantang."

"My clan's inheritance jade document is in his hands!"

"Hmm." Mo begged for clarification, and asked casually:

"How did you find him?"

"Looking for?" Shan Boxiang smiled wryly, shook his head, and said:

"Senior thinks highly of Shan. That person's cultivation level is much higher than mine. If we find him, this junior may not be able to protect himself."

"In the early years, the younger generation also thought about finding him and retrieving the sect's inheritance, but these years have already faded away from that thought."

"I never thought about it!"

He took a deep breath and muffled:

"Not long ago, this junior actually saw him at a fellowship gathering, and only then did he plan to ask senior for help."

"Are you sure, the treasure of Fei Lingzong's inheritance is still on him?" Mo Qiu asked.

This point is very important.

"Sure!" Shan Boxiang nodded:

"That thing is connected with Shan's bloodline. Within a certain distance, the junior can feel it, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"He didn't recognize you?"

"No, in order to escape back then, this junior used secret methods to change his appearance, body shape, and even his aura. He couldn't recognize it."

However, when he thought that he was suffering all these years while the other party was living a carefree life, he couldn't help but shook his head with resentment in his eyes.

"senior."

Xiangyun continued to fly over with everyone.

Not long.

One person stretched out his hand and pointed forward:

"The front is the residence of Haiyantang. They are also the sects that have been brought here recently. The formation of the residence has not been fully completed yet."

"certainly."

"With seniors taking action, even with formations, they can't protect that villain!"

"En." Mo Qiu was noncommittal, Xiangyun's speed increased sharply, and at the same time, he dispersed his breath and fell towards the island below.

The vast, deep, cold and quiet power of the golden core covers all directions, like a black curtain covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire island.

Even if he didn't make a move, it made the people below turn pale and feel anxious.

In one of the buildings, several streaks of light flashed out, and one of them cupped his fists and shouted from a distance:

"Fan Rong of Haiyan Hall, I have met senior!"

Shan Boxiang immediately whispered:

"Senior, this person is the Hall Master of Haiyan Hall. He has advanced cultivation and unfathomable strength. Of course, he is incomparable to Senior."

"En." Mo Qiu nodded, waving his long sleeves lightly, the surrounding breath was collected like a sea, and the black clouds dissipated in an instant, and there was no cloud in the sky.

He lowered his light and looked at the few people who were rushing towards him:

"Is there someone named Jin Buque here?"

Fan Rong rushed over, his complexion changed when he heard the words, and he secretly groaned in his heart.

Before the other party showed up, he showed his aura and made a show of his power, which is obviously not a good thing, and now he is even looking for someone by name.

I'm afraid that Jin Buque has provoked an existence that cannot be provoked.

Hope it won't affect Haiyan Hall.

A Jindan master came forward, even if he had the courage, he would not dare to offend an expert just for the sake of helping everyone.

Now he said respectfully:

"Senior, Brother Jin...Jin Buque is retreating in the quiet room, I'll go and ask someone to call him over, are you looking for something?"

"Jin Buque is a traitor of our sect. He once stole the inheritance of the sect and poisoned the elders guarding the secret room. He committed a heinous crime." Shan Boxiang stepped forward, gritted his teeth and said:

"Shan seeks justice from him!"

"This..." Fan Rong showed surprise and said:

"Fellow Daoist, is there some misunderstanding here? As far as I know, Jin Buque is a casual cultivator and has never joined any sect."

"Of course he won't say it." Shan Boxiang snorted coldly:

"He wasn't called Jin Buque originally, but Jing Liu. Even this name was chosen for him by my family's ancestor."

As he spoke, he raised his voice and roared angrily:

"Jing Liu, come out quickly!"

The sound entered muffled thunder, stirring back and forth on the island.

Everyone in Haiyantang showed shock and anger, but when their eyes swept past Mo Qiu, they all lowered their heads again, and no one dared to say anything.

"Don't worry." Mo Qiu said indifferently:

"I waited to come here today, just to find enough gold. When the matter is clear, it has nothing to do with you, and it will not affect the innocent."

"Thank you, senior!" Fan Rong heaved a sigh of relief, clasping his hands together:

"Look at the lessons from the seniors. Fan only met Jin Buque a few months ago, and he doesn't know his previous identity."

"Um."

Mo Qiu nodded, then frowned, and turned his head to look to the far side, his eyes were full of spiritual light, and a faint halo quietly enveloped one side.

There, a figure rushed out from the mountainside, with a pair of fiery red spiritual wings on its back, with a slight shock, it flew outward like a bird.

The speed is astonishing.

No way!

When Moqiu's eye mask falls, a formation seems to emerge between the heaven and the earth, the five elements are reversed, the air mechanism circulates, and everything changes according to one's will.

Under the cover of the formation, the man seemed to be rushing forward at high speed, but in fact, every time he turned, he was getting closer and closer to this place, and finally fell closer.

"Well six!"

Seeing the enemy he had remembered for many years appearing in front of him, Shan Boxiang couldn't help roaring, and with a wave of his hand, five flying swords of different colors rushed out.

The five swords are divided into five colors, which fit the five elements.

The sword lights intersected, and even traces of lightning spread among them, and a frightening force also emerged from the flying sword.

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows.

Shan Boxiang is worthy of being a person who inherits the sect. Although his cultivation base is not high, his magical weapons and sword control skills are all top-notch.

With this skill alone, he is not a mid-term Daoji cultivator.

"It's you!"

Jing Liuyi didn't recognize Shan Boxiang at first, but when he saw the familiar Feijian approaching, he couldn't help but open his eyes, and retreated wildly with a scream:

"Junior Brother, this is a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Shan Boxiang gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"It was you who killed the two elders. If it wasn't for you, the sect would have been wiped out that day. Why did it end here? Jing Liu, you deserve to die!"

The sword light is flickering, murderous intent is pressing.

In comparison, Jing Liu was extremely embarrassed to dodge.

But his escaping method is exquisite, his body is like a nimble fire bird, his wings tremble rapidly on his back, and he changes more than ten times in an instant at a distance of hundreds of feet.

At the same time, two awls appeared in his hand, and they were thrown out from time to time, hitting the flying sword.

On strength.

Shan Boxiang is actually not as good as Jin Buque, but Jin Buque is suppressed by Moqiu's divine sense, and it is difficult to fully display his strength, so he falls below.

But in the blink of an eye, it was already in jeopardy.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to hold on, he couldn't help but yelled up to the sky:

"Senior, help!"

"Um?"

Mo Qiu's eyes changed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a blade shaped like a full moon scimitar pierced through the air, slashing directly at Jing Liushan's body.

Daomang came first, as if he had guessed that Jing Liu's figure would change, and appeared directly in front of him.

"Useless things." A cold voice sounded:

"If you can't hold on for such a short time, what's the use of you?"

Having said that, a ray of spiritual light still fell from the sky, and the halo covered the blade light, which immediately stagnated and then slowly dissipated.

"Walk!"

Mo Qiu's voice sank, and the light rushed to the sky.

"late!"

The roar echoed in the sky, and the wind and clouds surged in an instant, countless streams of water flowed backwards from the waters into the sky, forming a vast sea of ​​clouds that undulated continuously.

Formation!

Don't beg to stand in mid-air and look around.

Clouds and mist rose around, water vapor filled the air, and the sound of the tsunami continued.

Standing in front of him was a man holding a stick. He was tall and thin, resembling a big water monkey, with long hair all over his body, and a pair of eyes flickering coldly.

"Second Elder of Maijiao, the green-eyed water monkey Yan Fusheng!"

"It's right here!" The blue-eyed water monkey grinned, and the long stick in his hand fell down, and a wave of water visible to the naked eye swept across the audience:

"Mo, since you are here today, don't think about going back."

Don't squint.

The green-eyed water monkey is a middle-stage monk of the Golden Core, whose strength is far superior to that of the Silver Snake Fisherman, and he has set up a formation, which is indeed more difficult for him.

But if it's just the opponent alone, even if he is invincible, there is no problem if he wants to escape.

However...

In the rear, a bloody light emerged, and one person stepped out, the scarlet light tumbling in disorder, emitting a biting chill.

The rolling blood flow was like the wriggling of a living creature, and with every tremor, many swimming fish nearby were swept away, and there was a crackling sound.

The aura of this person is cold and murderous, bloody and cruel, completely different from the Mai Sect.

Cultivation is actually in the middle stage of Jindan!

Moqiu looked dignified and said:

"Who are you?"

"Heh..." The visitor sneered:

"The person who killed you!"

"The two middle-stage Golden Core masters set up formations." Mo Qiu shook his head speechlessly:

"You think highly of Momou too."

"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength." The blue-eyed water ape said in a muffled voice:

"You killed my sworn brother and took away the treasures of my sect. How can we just let it go, Mo, you will definitely die today!"

"Really?" Mo Qiu smiled lightly:

"That's not necessarily the case!"

"The matter has come to this, and you still expect to turn around." Xueying shook his head:

"Brother Yan and I join hands, even if it is a late Jindan cultivator, it may not be impossible to resist. It is easy to kill you and others."

"Yeah?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded.

The void was shaking in the distance, Zhu Lao held a green bamboo stick, stepped out slowly, looked at Mo Qiu in some surprise, shook his head and said:

"I thought Fellow Daoist Mo was too careful, but now it seems..."

"But this old man is too careless!"

"I said why." In the other direction, a person stood with his hands behind his back, revealing his figure, and a sense of dominance came out through his body:

"It's just a trivial matter, but Fellow Daoist Mo asked me to meet here. It turned out that he wanted me to help. Fellow Daoist made a good plan."

As he spoke, he shook his head slightly.

High rush!

Different from Zhu Lao's indifferent and quiet aura, he showed a domineering aura, coercing all directions, and his power was the most powerful among them.

There was silence.

The current of water and the sea of ​​clouds are still rolling in the sky, but the hearts of the two people inside have already sank.

Zhu Lao is a well-known late-stage Jindan cultivator, with a strong body, it is estimated that Lai Tianyi, the leader of the Mai Sect, can beat him.

Gao Chong has a profound background and profound strength, which is also terrifying.

There were even rumors that even Zhu Lao might not be able to suppress him.

"mean!"

The eyes of the blue-eyed water monkey flickered, and it gritted its teeth and growled.

"To each other." Mo Qiu cupped his hands:

"I'm just in case, but I don't want to. There are really people waiting here, so I didn't let the two fellow daoists make this trip in vain."

"Stop talking nonsense." Gao Chong waved his big hand violently:

"The Second Elder of the Mai Sect, the Bi-eyed Water Ape, and the Golden Elixir of the Blood River of the Holy Sect, are all damned."

"Do it!"

Before the sound fell, a square big seal appeared out of thin air, like a huge mountain, smashing towards the blood shadow.

Blood River lineage?

Mo Qiu came to a sudden, flicked his long sleeves lightly, and eighteen sword lights emerged around his body.

This time, he didn't use the method of refining swords into silk, but he has the Taiyi Demon Refining Sword Formation, two great swordsmanship supernatural powers, which are enough to kill the enemy.

As for the green-eyed water ape...

It had already chosen to flee at the very first moment, and with a flick of its body, it turned into afterimages and stabbed fiercely towards the water below.

at the same time.

Swinging his arms, the stick in his palm rolled up streams of water, half of which hit Zhu Lao, and the other half fell towards Haiyantang.

"Well……"

Zhu Lao frowned, pierced the incoming water flow casually, and instead of chasing it, he waved his bamboo stick to stop the remaining water flow.

After all, Haiyantang is a force that moved here, so he can't ignore it.