Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 603 Carve up

The spiritual light enveloped the land for several miles, and the inside was blurred, and only a few figures could be seen vaguely.

Mo Qiu opened his eyes, stood up, stretched his muscles and bones a little, and immediately there was a series of crackling sounds.

Scanning the surrounding area, several other people were still adjusting their breath with their eyes closed.

Each person is on one side, covered with aura, nursing the wounds in the body.

In the fight with the Seven Saints League, the five of them can be said to have won a complete victory, killing all their opponents, but miraculously none of them died.

But it is not easy.

Especially when facing Baoshan in the later stage of Jindan.

Madam Die was seriously injured, Kou Wen was blown away on the spot, Tian Chi lost an arm, only Mo Qiu and Shen Hou remained intact.

In fact, if it hadn't been for Marquis Shen's sneak attack and poisoning, whether there will be such a battle is still unclear.

His eyes flickered, Mo Qiu didn't alarm others, his body swayed lightly, and turned into a ray of fire that escaped into the spiritual vein and appeared at the core.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

Kou Wen opened his eyes at the right time and said:

"Although the treasure is amazing, it seems to be the core of the formation here and should not be touched lightly."

otherwise.

Changqingzi is the end.

Don't ask for a nod.

He could see more clearly.

The duck-billed black pot in front of it is not only of high quality, but also has accumulated the power of fire for thousands of years, and has a layer of defense on the surface.

The flames hidden in it almost have the power to destroy the world.

Fortunately, Changqingzi saved him a catastrophe. After the flames were vented, although there are still many flames, their power has been greatly reduced.

Gathering his mind, he pointed forward a little.

The great curse of the Vulcan flickered faintly in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a phantom of Bi Fang soaring with wings quietly emerged from the surface of his body.

Bi Fang, the Divine Beast of Fire.

Born with the ability to control all fires in the world.

Although Mo Qiu has only a trace of inheritance of his true meaning, looking at the world of practice, it can be regarded as a good one.

"Crazy!"

Silent screams sounded in the sky, and the dense power of the fire element suddenly gathered around, and the core was dark and gloomy, with only a corpse and a pot.

Holding the black pot in his hand, the corpse suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the remaining spirituality did not enter the pot.

"Om..."

The black pot trembled slightly, then jumped and landed in Mo Qiu's hands.

"good!"

On the wrist, the soundtrack of the heavy fire python that turned into a gold bracelet jumped for joy:

"Congratulations, my lord, congratulations to my lord, if the little demon remembers correctly, this treasure should belong to the Wanya Pot of Taoist Wanya."

"Wan Ya Taoist is the real Nascent Soul of the previous generation of the old master!"

Moqiu's spirit was shocked, this is the magic weapon of Daoist Yuanying, even if it is not as good as the treasure in the hands of the Holy Master Mitian, it is definitely not weak.

and.

Just what you need.

Previously, it was precisely because of the size of the Chongming Fire Python that he was determined to win.

As soon as the spiritual thoughts fell inward, the violent spiritual fire immediately felt a burning sensation, which forced Mo Qiu to restrain the spiritual thoughts and slowly refine them from the outside.

For complete control over...

It's still early!

"Congratulations!"

Kou Wen cupped his hands away:

"If you get this treasure, you will definitely be famous in the future."

"Ah……"

As soon as the words fell, he shook his head and said:

"With the strength and means of fellow daoist, if you want to become famous, it's easy for Kou to worry too much. Anyway, congratulations, fellow daoist, for getting the treasure."

"Thank you!" Mo Qiu smiled lightly.

If he can refine the Wanya Pot, his fire control supernatural power will be able to go up to a higher level, and it will not be far away from the fusion of gang and evil.

Under the golden core, there are probably few opponents.

And if it is possible to unite the evil spirits and the souls of the fire, even Daoist Yuan Ying, there are not many people who have such means.

At this time, several other people also opened their eyes one after another.

Looking at the eyes, there are both envy and envy, and only Shen Hou seems to have a hard-to-change character, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

But fleeting.

"Everyone, how do you divide things?"

Kou Wen glanced at the crowd, and with a wave of his hand, several magic weapons were suspended in mid-air, and various auras flickered, and the breath of several people stagnated for a while.

magic weapon!

And more than one.

Compared with this pile of magic weapons, spirit veins and spirit stones are nothing.

Great seal, flower basket, round shield, flying needle, sickle, flying sword, wooden stick...

A total of nine magic weapons!

There are only a handful of forces that Yun Mengchuan can gather all these magic weapons.

"Choose in turn, the last person can choose the spirit stone first."

Madam Die didn't talk much, but she always had a lot of weight, so she immediately made a suggestion, and the others thought about it, and nodded in response.

"Friend Daoist Shen." Kou Wen sighed softly, looking at Marquis Shen:

"You come first."

For Marquis Shen, several people have different attitudes.

This person is cunning and treacherous, and he even gave up his pursuit and escaped alone. It is really hard to like, but his role is undoubtedly the greatest.

without him.

Baoshan will not fall at all, even if everyone present goes out at that time, I am afraid it will be a lot of trouble.

So although his face was not good, no one raised any objections.

"Thank you!"

Marquis Shen grinned, clasped his fists together, and with one move, shot the magic weapon of the flower basket in the arena.

Seeing this, several people couldn't help raising their eyebrows.

Among the many magic weapons in the arena, Fang Dayin, which is famous for its Baoshan battle, is the most powerful, yet Marquis Shen did not take it against him and took the flower basket instead.

But it's not incomprehensible to think of the mystery of how flower baskets can trap other people's magic weapons.

After all, for Marquis Shen the Mysterious Thief, great lethality is not necessary.

"Friend Mo."

Kou Wen turned around and looked at Mo Qiu:

"You do it!"

As the person who beheaded Yuan Yu and faced the hard steel Baoshan, it was only natural that he ranked second.

Moqiu nodded and took the sickle.

Several people were surprised again.

The best magic weapon has failed one after another.

Mo Qiu ignored the strange eyes of others, stretched out his hand to caress the sickle, his eyes flickered, as if surprised, and even more pleasantly surprised.

The sickle was about several feet long, dark in color, and horrifying in appearance. It didn't look like something used by a farmer's family to harvest straw, but it looked a bit like the treasure in the palm of the god of death in his memory.

The sharpness is astonishing, but the power is not very strong.

The reason for choosing it.

It is because in Mo Qiu's perception, this treasure seems to be mixed with some means of refining ghost weapons.

Indeed!

After getting it, the touch similar to the black knife shocked him, and he quickly analyzed the changes in the Shattering Sky Book that he had already comprehended.

If you can refine the black knife into it...

It should work!

Others couldn't do it because it was extremely difficult to smelt the ghost weapon, but it wasn't too much trouble for Mo Qiu, who had an astonishing fire control method.

Next was Tian Chi, who chose Great Seal without any hesitation.

Mrs. Butterfly was third, she chose the flying needle, Kou Wen volunteered to be the last choice, and took Changqingzi's wooden stick.

In the second round, the remaining magic weapons were all ordinary things, not even comparable to Moqiu's Tianlei Sword, so the few people were more casual.

Mo Qiu got a round shield, the round shield can be big or small, and the defense is not weak.

In the next few days, several people took the spirit stones, divided them up, and then went straight to the main hall without encountering any accidents along the way.

"Om..."

Six passages lead to various areas.

"Everyone." Kou Wen turned around and looked at several people:

"No one expected this turn of events. I'm afraid we won't be able to move forward together. What are your plans?"

He turned his eyes and stopped at Mo Qiu and Shen Hou.

As for Mo Qiu, it was because of the other party's troubles, even if they had two fights, they didn't want to cause trouble.

A treasure mountain is so difficult to deal with, the ancestor of Sanhua...

Even if several people are tied together, they are not opponents!

Marquis Shen is unconvincing because of his disposition, and he can do nothing. Once he is in danger, no one can guarantee that he can be relied on.

"in addition……"

After a pause, Ke Wen spoke slowly:

"You guys should be clear about the matter of the Seven Saints Alliance. If it is leaked, what will happen, and those magic weapons are best not to be seen."

"Of course." Mo Qiu nodded, glanced at the six passages, and moved towards one of them:

"Mo Mou is one step ahead!"

"Go slowly." Kou Wen nodded:

"After going out, fellow Taoist might as well go to the True Immortal Dao, and Kou will sweep the bed and wait."

"It will definitely disturb."

Mo Qiu bowed his hands, walked forward, and disappeared at the end of the passage in a blink of an eye.

…………

Green mountains and green waters, smoke from cooking.

This is a seemingly peaceful world.

"Shua!"

The Chongming fire python appeared in the form of a spirit snake, sniffed lightly in its nose, and its mung bean-sized eyes showed nostalgia and hope.

"The breath of the old master..."

"nearby!"

"Are you sure?" Mo Qiu frowned, opened his eyes, scanned the surroundings, shook his head slowly and said:

"There doesn't seem to be any strong aura here, and there is no formation node. It is probably child's play to hide the inheritance of the real Nascent Soul."

even.

There is very little spirit here.

According to Kou Wen, inside the ancestral temple, there are many similar spaces, where many mortals live, and there is no danger.

It is usually a place where you can temporarily rest.

"My lord is very powerful, and the little demon also admires it." Chong Minghuo python chuckled lightly:

"But the old master's ability is even better. I believe that he is hiding somewhere in this space, but we haven't found it yet."

"Um."

Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"hope so."

If he can find the inheritance of the Holy Lord Mitian and has the power to protect himself, he plans to leave here and return to Yunmengchuan first.

"somebody is coming!"

"Shua!"

The Chong Minghuo python reacted quickly, retracting Mo Qiu's wrist again with a flash.

"Brother Mo!"

A familiar voice sounded from behind:

"meet again!"

"Friend Tian Chi." Mo Qiu looked back, his eyes moved slightly:

"Why, you also chose this passage?"

"Um."

Tian Chi nodded, he lost his left arm, because it was beheaded by Baoshan's secret method, and it was the primordial spirit that was damaged, even Jindan would not be easy to recover.

This is the one-armed long-sleeved fluttering, slowly approaching:

"Madame Die is planning to go out, Fellow Daoist Kou is walking alone, Marquis Shen..."

He shook his head slightly:

"Nobody cares!"

"I have nothing to do, I want to hang out with fellow Taoists first, and go out if it doesn't work. After all, this time has already gained a lot."

"Fellow Taoist has a heart." Mo Qiu sighed softly:

"But don't worry, Mo Mou doesn't plan to move on."

He could clearly see that Tian Chi chose to go on the same path with him because of the previous two life-and-death trusts, and he felt sorry for him.

This person has a straightforward temperament and can make friends.

"oh!"

Tian Chi raised his eyebrows, and then he understood, and nodded slowly:

"That's fine, Sanhua Patriarch is not an easy person, and you don't need to fight hard with him."

"good."

Mo Qiu opened his mouth, and suddenly frowned:

"Unfortunately, some people don't seem to think so!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around slowly.

Not far away, an old man in gray was walking towards the void step by step.

The old servant next to Patriarch Sanhua!

How did he find it?