Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 783 Going to Outland

After completely letting go of his own power, the Holy Lord revealed the ghost body of the dharma form, and the Baizhang treasure body stood floating in the void like a godly fairy.

The colorful ribbons flying around her body carried an indescribable coercion in their agility.

Just a slight fall downwards, a big demon who was moved by the wood spirit fruit in Mo Qiu's hand broke apart involuntarily.

Unable to escape, unable to escape, his eyes were full of despair before he died.

But when the Holy Master was about to continue to attack, the bald monk stopped in front of her again, and the soft Buddha light made her subconsciously stop.

With her beautiful eyes drooping, she finally spoke:

"Avatar? Distraction? Artifact spirit?"

The monk in front of her was almost the same as Mo Qiu in appearance, but her temperament was completely different, and the aura on her body made her feel disgusted even more.

Buddhist bald donkey...

Feeling the stronger traction on her body, she couldn't help but frown.

Let go of the seal in the body, and the time to cross the border may be difficult to delay.

"Amitabha." The monk in front put his palms together and saluted solemnly:

"Little Monk Dizang, I have seen the female benefactor."

Ksitigarbha glanced around, eyes filled with compassion:

"The female benefactor has such a murderous heart. As the saying goes, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn your head to the shore, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, benefactor..."

"boom!"

Before the words fell, the huge fist fell again.

"Noisy!"

Although the Holy Master was a little curious about the monk, he couldn't bear his nagging.

In particular, this monk named Dizang tried to distort his will with a secret method that affects the spirit. .

Damn it!

"Amitabha!"

Facing the attacking fist, Ji Zang's face was slightly condensed, and he raised his hands falsely, and the Buddha's light condensed out and merged into a Buddha's hand to meet him.

As the spirit of Ksitigarbha's original vow sword, he is not only proficient in sword techniques, but also has natural supernatural powers in Buddhism.

Just like this bodhi bergamot!

"boom……"

Under the bombardment, the Holy Lord remained motionless, but the Ksitigarbha was like a cannonball fired from its chamber. It was bombarded with terrifying force, and the whole person flew upside down for dozens of miles.

Fortunately, he has a unique physique, and it is difficult for ordinary methods to hurt his fundamentals. After a slight adjustment, he charged again.

Although he escaped from Moqiu's sea of consciousness, he could not completely escape from Moqiu's control after all, and he still had to do what he promised.

the other side.

After being blown away by the Holy Master's finger, Mo Qiu vomited blood, and before he recovered, he was surrounded by five big demons and ghost kings.

"Hand over the wood spirit fruit!"

"Die!"

The voice of the drink was full of trembling spiritual thoughts, as if countless thorns had just pierced into the soul, and it also made his expression stagnate, and his body froze in place.

Seeing this, several people were ecstatic:

"Do it!"

"superior!"

They didn't doubt him, after all, Mo Qiu first took the Holy Master's finger with all his strength, and then split his soul. It's normal for him not to be able to stand the secret method.

In this case, there is still no response, which is an outlier.

The streamer was flying fast, and he approached in an instant.

next moment.

"Shua!"

The pitch-black sword light bloomed in the sky, like a black lotus flower, and three of the five streams of light rushing towards it were immediately cut off by it.

Ten directions kill the world!

The eighth level!

Hei Lian dispersed, revealing Mo Qiu with deep eyes and a terrified body, and the Baipi Dao in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was venting some kind of excitement.

"escape!"

The expressions of the remaining two big monsters changed drastically, and they turned around abruptly and retreated violently.

Mo Qiu's dark eyes slowly turned, his cheeks trembled slightly, his body suddenly turned into a black light, and he chased after the two monsters:

"kill!"

The ten-direction killing world of the eighth level constantly impacted his will, and the killing intent was almost solidified, making it difficult for him to change his mind.

Although it was not enough to completely distort his mind, it also ignited the killing intent in his heart.

And Mo Qiu is also clear.

Even if it is the ten-direction killing world of the eighth level, coupled with the Ksitigarbha's original vow knife Yuanling, I am afraid that it is not the opponent of the current Holy Master.

The only way to do it is to improve your strength.

And the fastest way for him to improve his strength is to kill people!

"stop!"

"Friend Daoist Mo, show mercy!"

The fleeing big monster is not without friends, seeing that he has already escaped from the battlefield, Mo Qiu is still chasing and killing, so he can't help dissuading him one after another.

certainly.

There are also tentative shots to block it.

"snort!"

Amidst the cold snort, Mo Qiu's killing intent surged again.

After killing several big monsters, ghost kings and previously ignited sea of consciousness and stars, they all died out, and the ten-direction killing world broke through the ninth level.

The terrifying killing intent suddenly poured into the sea of consciousness.

Mo Qiu only felt his eyes go dark, and almost completely lost his mind.

Swish!

"Boom..."

"stop!"

"Go together!"

"There's something wrong with him!"

All kinds of shouts, roaring in the ear, messy and colorful make people confused.

Under such circumstances, Mo Qiu suddenly fell into an unprecedented tranquility, his spiritual thoughts sank, and his physical body was directly controlled by killing intent.

The strange calm lasted for a moment, and a large number of stars lit up again in the sea of consciousness.

"Ah……"

Mo Qiuqing, before he could make a move, the supernatural power seeds representing the killing world in the ten directions suddenly brightened, and the stars dimmed one after another.

Ten directions to kill the world, the tenth level!

Suffered!

...

If we say that the ten-direction killing world in the ninth level just makes Moqiu lack of perception of the outside world, and his physical body is driven entirely by killing intent.

But everything that happened in the outside world can still be vaguely known.

That now.

It was as if he had been locked in a small dark room, surrounded by darkness, and his consciousness was almost completely blocked.

in the dark.

Mo Qiu's mood didn't fluctuate at all, only the map of hell revolved around his body, bursting with spiritual light from time to time, swallowing the sea of consciousness and stars that he could only control.

I do not know how long it has been.

suddenly.

"Crack!"

In the sea of consciousness, a ray of light suddenly appeared.

Mo Qiu, who had been prepared for a long time, surged his spiritual thoughts wildly, and the secret method of splitting the soul that he had prepared for a long time rushed out, like an invisible long knife slashing at his own soul.

"Shua!"

It's clear.

Looking around, there are corpses everywhere.

The land of thousands of miles has turned into a chaotic battlefield at some point, all the people, demons, and ghosts are all fighting together, creating chaos.

Around his own body, stumps and pieces of flesh were spread all over one side.

Another group of black phantom was nearby, squirming like viscous liquid crazily, and a figure also stepped out of it slowly.

Black clothes, black hair, black eyes, black long knife.

His appearance was the same as that of Mo Qiu's, but his body did not have the vitality that a living creature should have, but was filled with a strong killing intent.

kill!

Just taking a look at it, the killing intent almost dissipated the soul.

The ten directions kill the world, the law has the spirit!

"call……"

Mo Qiu took a deep breath and looked at the man in black:

"Go and kill the Holy Master."

The man tilted his head, his eyes fixed on Moqiu, his dark eyes trembled rapidly, as if he wanted to get rid of some kind of connection completely.

Mo Qiu took a step back slightly, with the Baipi Saber lying across his body, the hell map spun around his body, and spoke again:

"Go and kill the Holy Master!"

"You..." The man in black opened his mouth to speak, then snorted coldly:

"good!"

When the sound fell, he waved his knife.

Thousands of black knife lights fell in disorder, and each of the knife lights converged into a shape, turning into a monster covered with spikes.

The monsters opened their mouths, roared upwards, and rushed towards the creatures in the field.

As the light of the knife kept falling, in the blink of an eye, more than ten thousand strange monsters appeared, killing everyone in the field together.

"kill!"

"This is my family, or in other words, my clan." The man in black had a mysterious smile on his eyes, and looked sideways at Mo Qiu:

"I told them to kill living souls, what do you think?"

"Fa You Yuan Ling..." Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded slowly:

"It turns out that this is Fa You Yuan Ling."

"Not bad." The man in black nodded:

"Fa has Yuanling, which means that every knife of mine can give birth to a living being. Sooner or later, I will be able to achieve the real killing world."

"Don't beg, it's all thanks to you."

That being said, it seems meaningful.

Kill the world?

In the field of vision, the murderous souls that had begun to show consciousness, Mo Qiu thought about it, and suddenly remembered some allusions recorded in Buddhist scriptures and Taoist books.

Rakshasa Realm, Asura Realm, Evil Ghost Realm...

Among the heavens and worlds, the unique creatures in some worlds may really be created out of thin air by some kind of existence.

"Go."

Withdrawing his gaze, Moqiu spoke calmly:

"Kill the Holy Master."

"snort!"

After being urged three times, the man in black finally couldn't resist the urge in his heart, snorted coldly, and ran towards the Holy Master in the field with killing intent.

After a while.

The monk in white, the man in black, and Mo Qiu surrounded the Holy Master.

"Fa has Yuanling!"

The conversation between the man in black and Mo Qiu couldn't be hidden from the Holy Master. She looked at the monk in white and the man in black with complicated eyes, and finally set her eyes on Mo Qiu:

"It's amazing. I'm afraid that such a realm would be impossible even for the Venerable God Transformation. I never imagined that you could do it."

"Holy Lord." Mo Qiu said:

"Now, is it possible to hand over Qingrong's soul?"

"Well……"

The holy master's indifferent expression showed a slight change, and then he nodded slightly:

"As long as you can get it, that's fine."

Said, with a weird smile.

What's the meaning?

Before Mo Qiu came back to his senses, he saw a hazy light emerging from the body of the Holy Master, and countless phantoms shot straight into the sky under some kind of traction.

"not good!"

Don't beg to open your eyes:

"Stop him!"

"Amitabha." Ksitigarbha recited the Buddha's name, and with his hands together, a layer of Buddha's light was born in the void, blocking in front of many phantoms.

Crackling...

After a series of crisp sounds, the Buddha's light was pierced here and there, and most of them were stopped by phantoms.

Nothing.

There is no smell that Mo Qiu is familiar with.

"die!"

The man in black drew his sword and chopped it off.

He didn't dare to kill those phantoms that resembled the soul of fate, but followed the killing intent in his heart, and stood on top of the fundamental soul of the Holy Master.

The knife fell, and phantoms burst out in the sky again.

"Every time this holy master kills a person, he will capture the life soul of one person, and use some kind of secret method to use other people's life soul to help him practice."

The white-clothed monk's eyes were full of Buddha's light, and he urged the Buddhist Tianyan to the extreme, and quickly passed on the chanting:

"For more than ten thousand years, she has hundreds of thousands of souls!"

"Master Mo, if she doesn't want to hand over her soul, she will definitely hide it very secretly, and may even be tied to her own soul."

While speaking, Mo Qiu suddenly moved.

The big Luo Fayan, who had been pushing desperately, seemed to have discovered something, and as he moved in the void, he bumped into a certain soul.

"boom!"

"Peng!"

In the void, a layer of void suddenly appeared.

On the opposite side, there seemed to be a vast and boundless world. The breath overflowing from the opposite world made everyone in the field stop and look over.

Dizang and Heiyi looked at each other with solemn faces.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Shua!"

Don't ask for it to fall from the sky:

"Walk!"

…………

Seven days later.

The mysterious cave sky in the upper Qing Dynasty.

Taiyizong resident.

Mo Qiu held the map of hell that had broken through ten levels, and after pondering for a while, handed the map of hell to the white-clothed monk Dizang beside him.

"With your strength, coupled with the restraint of Hell Map, you should be able to suppress the killing world and stop making trouble."

"Amitabha." The monk nodded:

"Don't worry, benefactor. From now on, the little monk will sit on the map of hell and reopen the 18th floor of hell in the underworld. First, to save sentient beings, and second, to suppress the killing world."

As he spoke, he spoke again, with a devout look on his face:

"I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"Master." In the hall, Ye Quanzhen's face was filled with excitement, and his voice trembled:

"Are you...really leaving?"

"I have been subjected to the Holy Master's secret technique, and the traction from the outer domain is almost reaching its limit. I will leave in half a year at most. Fortunately, there will be no danger." Mo Qiu nodded and said:

"Also, although the divine soul of the Holy Lord is broken, he did not die but went to the outer domain, not to mention that Qing Rong's soul is also there, I must go."

Seeing Ye Quanzhen's worried face, he continued:

"You don't have to worry, Outland is just a new beginning, it's nothing."

"As for Quanzhen Dao..."

"Ksitigarbha will sit in the underworld, no ghosts will come in, Xiaobai will stay, and it will go to the outer domain after a thousand years."

"also!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Qiu looked cruel, and suddenly pulled hard on himself, and handed Ming Wangjia and Baipi Dao over:

"Both these two things have exceeded the limit of magic weapons. They are comparable to spiritual treasures. They can be used as the treasures of the town. Using them to kill the enemy will make them even more powerful."

"With these, I have not done my duty."

"Master!" Ye Quanzhen opened his mouth, tears in his beautiful eyes:

"I'm just a drag on you, I just wish I couldn't help."

"Okay." Mo Qiu waved his hand, his face haggard:

"Since the others are not here, there is no need to wait. I will go to the Emperor Ku Palace, and then I will wait for Qingrong to leave here."

"you……"

He scanned the audience and spoke slowly:

"Take care of yourself!"

Xiaobai blinked, Jizo nodded, and the man in black in the hell map sneered disdainfully, holding his sword and continuing to sit cross-legged.

a month later.

A ray of light appeared again in Jiuchongtian.

Everything in the outer domain will start again.