Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 717 Second turn

As for the mysterious and secluded cave of the Shangqing, it goes without saying!

Knowing the identity of the small box, he also guessed about what happened, Mo Qiu couldn't help snorting, but his face didn't change.

Prince Lu's daughter is courageous and resourceful, and she has no good mistakes.

Even for women, there are heroines such as Dongping and Princess Xinjian.

Although he is an opponent, Mo Qiu will not underestimate anyone. If the other party does a good job, he will not even be stingy with his appreciation.

But praise is praise, and when it's time to do it, I will never hesitate.

"Everyone."

Thoughts turn, don't beg to hand over:

"As for those foreign ghosts, I should know more clearly, including the dragon clan here, and who are the masters."

"oh!"

Taihao and others were moved:

"Appreciate further details."

Mo Qiu nodded, pacing with his hands behind his back in the field, after a little thought, he said:

"Ghosts come from the rumored underworld, but also due to millions of years of unknown turmoil, the underworld has also changed a lot."

"Without the ten halls of Yan Luo sitting in it, there is no Bodhisattva Buddha who can save evil spirits."

"Yes, it's just a few underworld kingdoms!"

"Hell!"

"how come……"

The faces of the people in the field changed, with surprise and suspicion.

Ignoring everyone's puzzled and questioning eyes, Mo Qiu continued to speak:

"There is a kingdom in the underworld, named the Kingdom of Shang, under which there are several kings, one of whom is King Lu. Most of the ghosts buried in Longtian this time are descendants of ghost princes and daughters."

"That little box is the Empress of King Lu."

"Patriarch Jiang." Taihao said in a dull voice:

"Let's not say whether what you said is true or not, even if it is true, how do you know these things?"

The others also looked sideways, their eyes probing.

"Because I am quite familiar with one of them, that's why I'm so clear." Mo Qiu explained lightly, saying:

"No matter how I know, how to deal with it is more important."

One of them stood up abruptly, and opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Taihao who was at the side with a wave.

Taihao's face was gloomy and uncertain, he stared at Moqiu, as if he wanted to see through his heart:

"Patriarch Jiang continues!"

As for Mo Qiu, he, who is also a human race, saw the opponent's strength, and felt joy and excitement in his heart, but now he couldn't understand it.

There are too many secrets in this person.

"good."

Mo Qiu nodded and continued:

"This time, there are quite a few ghosts that are stronger than the ninth-level dragons. Among them, Mengshan, the five-headed ghost, and even the ghosts around the small box are all as powerful as the tenth-level dragons."

"Patriarch Jiang seems to have missed one person." Tai Hao said in a muffled voice:

"You, the same!"

"That's right." Mo Qiu nodded, his eyes fell on everyone, and said:

"Thinking about the strength of the few people present, if they go all out, they may not be able to surround and kill a tenth-rank Tianlong Dragon Clan."

"So what?" One person said disdainfully:

"Eight dragons, which one doesn't have dozens or hundreds of tenth-rank dragons, and there are quite a few eleventh-rank dragons, let alone the twelve-rank dragon gods."

And how many tenth ranks can the survivors of the ancestors try their best to kill?

"Indeed." Mo Qiu nodded and said:

"But recently, there aren't many high-level dragons around here, but compared with the ghosts of the underworld, the gap is not so desperate."

"So what?" Taihao's eyes flickered:

"No matter how small, there are six tenth-rank dragons here, and one eleventh-rank fire dragon. Even if we join forces with those ghosts, we are not the opponents of the dragons."

"No." Mo Qiu lightly shook his head:

"Tenth-rank dragons, there are still five heads."

"Huh?" Taihao was taken aback for a moment, then fixed his eyes on Moqiu, his expression changed:

"Five heads, that one..."

"Killed by me." Mo Qiu stretched out his hand, and a mass of Soul-devouring Heavenly Flame appeared in his palm. The flame was not big, but it had tenth-level power.

This fire is the true fire of life that was snatched away by the Red Fire Dragon after his death.

"Shua!"

"Clatter..."

Everyone in the field stood up one after another, and surrounded them with expressions of emotion.

Looking at Tianhuo in Moqiu's palm, their expressions changed, with surprise and joy in their eyes, and more of a kind of excitement from the bottom of their hearts.

how many years.

I am afraid that for three generations, the survivors of the ancestors did not kill the tenth-order dragons, and no deaths or injuries occurred.

They have never seen it with their own eyes.

now,

The natal real fire representing the tenth-rank dragon clan was right in front of them. Even though there were frequent warning signs in their hearts, they couldn't help stepping forward to examine it.

"Really are……"

"Tenth-rank Dragon Clan!"

"And it's still a tenth-order Heavenly Dragon!"

Moaning in their mouths, they looked at Moqiu's eyes again, and the resistance was almost gone.

No need to explain too much.

Killing the tenth-order dragon clan is one of your own.

"Patriarch Jiang." As the patriarch, Taihao was the first to come back to his senses, and pondered:

"If I'm not mistaken, even though you killed the tenth-order dragon clan, you were also seriously injured, so what can you do next?"

"or……"

"What does Patriarch Jiang want to do?"

"That's right, I was indeed injured, but it's not a problem." Mo Qiu took back Tianhuo and said:

"Since the ghost clan is here this time, and they happen to be enemies of the dragon clan, they might as well join forces and make a big one. What do you guys think?"

There was silence.

Everyone in Taihao looked at each other, and they all saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.

"Ahem..."

After coughing twice, Taihao whispered:

"Even if one of the tenth ranks is killed, there are still five here, and more importantly, what about the eleventh rank dragon?"

A single head of level eleven is enough to kill everyone.

"How many survivors of the ancestors nearby?" Mo Qiu asked:

"In two months, can you let all the people who practice the heavenly soldiers approach this place?"

…………

A fist-sized flame hangs in front of him.

The color of the flame is reddish white, with a touch of blue inside. If you look closely, there seems to be an illusory dragon hidden in the core of the blue.

Soul Eater Skyfire.

This fire can devour the souls of living creatures and melt into the flames. When fighting, the souls will appear as spirits in the fire.

The fire spirit controls flames and can kill enemies on its own initiative.

The tenth-order dragon clan has devoured an unknown number of creatures for thousands of years, and the inner fire spirits are countless, and even the extreme yin real fire can't hold on.

Now, this fire has fallen into the hands of Mo Qiu.

"Edict!"

With a low shout, the extremely yin real fire on Yuanying's body immediately branched out, plunged into the fire, and began to slowly devour and refine it.

Mo Qiu is no stranger to devouring the soul.

His hell map contained the soul memories of many slain people, and the number was also quite large, but in order not to affect his consciousness, he did not take the initiative to control it after refining.

The map of hell is like a huge illusion, and the people in it are real and fake.

And now...

A group of flames appeared in the map of hell.

The flames burn, seeming to add reality to the illusion.

And the extreme yin real fire is also beginning to change.

"Crack..."

"puff!"

An extreme chill emerged from the flames.

Extreme Yin True Fire, the second turn!

Moqiu opened his eyes and stretched out his hands.

The extremely yin real fire of the second turn made his physical body feel a little unbearable, and a chill lingered in his flesh and bones.

He casually took out a piece of dragon scale of a tenth-rank dragon clan, and the dragon scale shattered instantly when the flame touched it lightly.

"Peng!"

Invisible power emerged, and the dragon scales exploded.

Don't raise your eyebrows.

You know, even the Baipi Saber can only cut through dragon scales, but the second-ranked Extreme Yin True Fire has a lethal power that exceeds that of the Baipi Saber!

…………

"Roar!"

Above the clouds, a thousand-meter-long giant dragon roared upwards.

The sound shook thousands of miles away, and countless red clouds covered the sky, covering one side. The anger in the voice made the Dragon Clan tremble.

Ninth-order dragons are not uncommon.

Not to mention the eight celestial dragons, there are also many ethnic groups in the outside world that do not have the blood of the dragon clan.

But the tenth-order dragon clan is rare in the outside world.

Except for the special blood, only the Tianlong clan will be born, and it belongs to the absolute backbone, each of which has lived for tens of thousands of years.

Today, a tenth-rank dragon was forcibly beheaded.

No bones left!

This makes the eleventh-order dragon clan who are also the red fire dragon clan, how can they not be angry?

"Old... old ancestor."

The roar gradually died down, and only a ninth-level fire dragon approached cautiously:

"There...someone asks to see you."

"Human?" The giant dragon looked back, its eyes glaring angrily:

"Why do people come to see me?"

"Back to the ancestors." The ninth-rank fire dragon bowed his head:

"The man said that his name is Xiaohe, and he knows the clues of all the alien ghosts nearby, so he can help us catch them all."