Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 694: Killing the Realm

At this moment, it is meaningless to explore what went wrong, how the other party went back and forth, and realize Wang Hu's existence.

Zhu Kuang, who is high in the sky, wears a fire-scale armor, spreads flaming wings on his back, and holds a fiery red spear, with fierce murderous intent overwhelming the sky.

Ninth level of prestige, comparable to Nascent Soul and Ghost King.

In the perception of the Jiang people, it was as if the sky had fallen into the earth, and the high temperature not only roasted the flesh, but also burned the soul.

"boom……"

Trees, grass and vines burn instantly.

The vast territory of the Jiang clan was completely covered in flames.

In just a trance, tens of thousands of people died, and almost no children under the age of two were spared.

"receive!"

Don't ask for a low drink, he turned into a line of fire and rushed straight to Zhu Kuang. When he was flying away, the raging fires spreading around him threw towards him one after another.

The line of fire instantly turned into a trend of burning the sky.

"Um?"

Zhu Kuang raised his eyebrows, and a sneer appeared on his face:

"Playing with fire in front of me, I don't know how to live or die!"

He didn't care about the life and death of ordinary people, he just acted casually just now, and the purpose was to force Mo Qiu and others out.

As for the Jiang people...

Just ants!

As a ninth-rank dragon envoy, Zhu Kuang has already drawn a clear line with the human race, and he considers himself a descendant of the dragon, and he doesn't care about asking for help.

While speaking, he shook the spear in his hand, and circles of flames burst out of thin air.

The flame was blue on the outside and white on the inside, trembling slightly.

Looking closely, the extreme high temperature seems to have begun to distort the void, and all the power of the five elements has been turned into fuel for the flames.

Mo Qiu squinted his eyes, did not continue to approach, and pushed forward with one hand.

The curse of burning the sky and flames!

"boom!"

After advancing to the Nascent Soul, his fire-controlling blood increased, and his soul and mind increased several times, allowing him to control his heart at will.

Thoughts together.

A mushroom cloud formed by dozens of kinds of spiritual fires appeared in midair, and the scorching heat swept across the sky for dozens of miles.

The cloud and mist evaporate in an instant.

The sky was suddenly empty.

"Peng!"

A figure came out of the mushroom cloud rapidly, with the fire scale armor on his body flickering, and Zhu Kuang's expression was even more frightened and angry.

He never expected that Moqiu's ability to control fire would be so strong.

Compared with myself, there is nothing worse.

Dozens of spiritual fires, each with different characteristics, generate and restrain each other, and are stimulated together through secret methods.

Almost hit him on the spot.

Fortunately...

With the fire scale armor, he is not alone.

Breaking through the mushroom cloud, Zhu Kuang sipped in a low voice, pointed at the spear in his hand, and his body was suddenly pierced with a dazzling light, covering a radius of several miles in an instant.

Yanyang Purgatory!

"A world of its own?"

Mo Qiu stared at this scene, his eyes twitched subconsciously.

But in an instant, he came to his senses, smiled freely, and let the other party do what he did, bringing himself into the space formed by the gathering of flames.

Just like the method of controlling the sword in the yang world, and the close-handed martial arts in the underworld, the Dragon Envoy of Buried Dragon Heaven also evolved the ultimate method based on his own blood.

Moreover, it has been passed down.

As soon as the formula comes out, it calls itself a world.

Before the advanced Nascent Soul, this method gave him a great shock.

It forms a world of its own, isolating the inside and the outside, and can move as one wishes, although its killing power is not as good as his Ten Direction Killing World, but its agility is far beyond.

Talk about power.

It is also no less than the top sword control method and the way of killing in the underworld.

but……

That was before!

Now, he has completed his primordial spirit, his soul is complete, and the way of controlling the sword in the past has been mastered in an instant, and he is already able to fight it head-on with the sword.

And after blending with the soul of the ancestral temple saint, the martial arts are also perfect.

Coupled with the help of knowing the sea and stars...

At this moment, when I look at the method that I was shocked by before, I no longer have the surprise in my heart, but it is like an adult watching a child wielding a weapon.

Childish and crude.

It's full of flaws.

"Zheng!"

Standing in the void, a knife chant sounded slowly.

The sound of the knife chanting was not loud, but even though the sky was full of flames, and the sea of ​​fire roared, it couldn't be suppressed, and it became more and more excited.

At the sound, the raging flames sweeping around, retreated crazily as if they had encountered a nemesis.

"what happened?"

Zhu Kuang was taken aback. Although he didn't know what happened, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong. Before he could think about it, his spiritual thoughts instantly enveloped the people behind him:

"Together!"

Just like dragon descendants can leverage each other's strength, the dragon warriors also have this secret method.

With the same thought, the spiritual thoughts of a group of more than ten people were superimposed in an instant, and the power of Yanyang Purgatory also increased several times.

"die!"

Drinking it low in the mouth is enough to burn the high temperature of the mountains, and swarmed towards Moqiu.

"Zheng!"

Just at this time, the sound of the knife chant also reached its peak.

Mo Qiu stretched out one hand and lifted it lightly.

"Shua!"

Three hundred and sixty sword glows appeared out of thin air, and each sword glow was flickering with a frightening cold glow, gathering together in an instant.

Sword light differentiation.

One point is three hundred and sixty, without the power of the soul of the Yuanying realm, it is impossible at all.

"kill!"

The sound fell, and the sword glow flourished.

A touch of extreme darkness appeared in the burning sun purgatory.

The darkness is like an eternal ghost, filled with endless murderous intent and endless death intent, expanding in all directions.

Wherever it passes, everything perishes.

Flame, spiritual fire, high temperature, purgatory, touch it, and it will melt into nothingness.

Ten directions kill the world!

Zhu Kuang's eyes twitched, and he yelled inwardly that he was not good. When he turned his body, he was about to retreat violently, but how could he keep up with the speed of the darkness behind him.

In an instant, it was wrapped in it.

Not only him!

Together with more than ten people in the rear, without exception, they were caught in the ten-direction killing world.

Sword intent, murderous intent, and darkness cover, the group of people struggled a little in this space full of death intent, and all their souls disappeared.

"call……"

The breeze blows, only the smoke and dust floating.

Mo Qiu stood in the void, his eyes slightly suspicious.

The power of the Shifang Killing Realm was also beyond his expectations. Although he thought that this battle would be won, he did not expect it to be so easy.

Originally thought that Yan Luo's dharma body needed to be used in order not to let anyone go.

In the end, it was much better.

"Martial arts in the underworld, secret techniques in the yang world, and supernatural powers in this world, all the ways to kill in ten directions seem to be far stronger than I imagined."

"However, it always feels a little bit worse."

The thought turned, and the Baipi knife suddenly returned to the palm.

The blade trembled slightly, as if it was giving out a smooth cheer.

Mo Qiu stroked the blade lightly, feeling the satisfaction of Baipi Dao after drinking its essence and blood, and knew in his heart that it was looking forward to advancing again.

Today's Baipi Dao has reached the peak of magic weapon.

Killing the golden core is no longer of much use.

The slaughter of many creatures in these years has not seen an increase in rank, but this time when he killed a ninth-rank Hualong, there was a sudden wave of excitement.

Ninth order?

Nascent Soul, King of Ghosts.

It seems that the advancement of Baipi Dao can only be effective if it kills such existences.

Scanning the audience, putting away the armor and spears, Mo Qiu looked down, and the Jiang people who were wailing all over the place couldn't help sighing.

Immortals fight, and mortals suffer.

In this Heaven of Burying Dragon, where the ground is full of bases and the golden core is not as good as a dog, the survival of ordinary human races depends entirely on whether or not God takes care of them.

…………

"Clan... Patriarch."

Jiang Yuan approached tremblingly, with suspicion in his eyes, and wanted to open his mouth to ask, but he was hesitant, stuttering and unable to speak.

Feng Lan at the side showed even more vigilance.

They saw with their own eyes that Mo Qiu killed the family members of the Chihuo Shenlong. To them, this was tantamount to treason.

Even if they think they deserve to be killed, it won't help.

Tianlong's revenge is definitely not something that a small Jiang family can bear.

despair,

Emerge from the heart.

"The envoy is killed, and there is nothing we can do."

Don't ask for a strange light in your eyes, a hell map emerges from the back of your head, covering the surroundings silently:

"I don't know the origin of the mysterious enemy who made the move. There is something strange about it. It is wrapped in a dark wind and a ghostly aura, as if it came from the netherworld."

"Before, you have never seen it."

"This..." Jiang Yuan opened his mouth, a trance flashed in his eyes, then regained his clarity, nodded and said:

"What the patriarch said is that those...things are so powerful and so bold that they should kill even Tianlong's family members."

"They will be doomed sooner or later!"

A piece of Feng Lan nodded in agreement, a ray of doubt seemed to flash in her eyes, but she suppressed it in an instant.

Seeing this, Mo Qiu nodded slowly.

For him with a strong spirit and proficient in tens of thousands of ghost spells, modifying the memory of some people is just a piece of cake.

It is not difficult for the expansion of the hell map to instantly distort the cognition of thousands of people.

even though,

Among them are several dragons.

"Patriarch."

Wanxiang came from behind, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, but said again in a flash:

"This is not a long-term solution. Our time here is limited, up to a year, and I will leave soon. What will they do in the future?"

"Without my care, Jiang Clan..."

"Let's talk about the future." Mo Qiu waved his hand and interrupted him:

"Now expand your power first."

"in addition!"

"If another ethnic group joins, try not to move here and live in a scattered place. In case of danger, you can keep some seeds."

"yes."

Vientiane bowed its head.

Wang Hu on the side opened his mouth to speak, but also sighed silently.

The human race in this world already had a hard time living, so meeting them, it was really hard to say whether it was a blessing or a curse.