I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

In the void, on the spacecraft.

The black-robed old man was stunned, as if he was plunged into an endless abyss.

He found that the sound of his own flute fell into the abyss and was swallowed by the abyss without making any sound, which shocked him.

He was lost and stunned.

The black flute in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The people around him hurriedly took a step forward and yelled respectfully: "My lord!"

However, the black robe old man didn't react at all.

"grown ups?"

The man said again.

The black-robed old man still did not respond.

The person behind him frowned and took a step forward, his face suddenly changed.

I saw the black robe old man bleed from his seven orifices, and the blood kept pouring out, and the whole person looked like a blood man!

"died!"

The black robe old man is dead!

Killed by the other's flute!

After losing the flute sound of the black-robed old man, below, the figure of the iron tower cultivator has been transformed into its original form. Although compared with the average cultivator, the figure is still very burly and tall, but he is much worse than the previous one!

The ancestor of the sword spirit was holding a sharp sword, and a sword poured down.

laugh!

The entire body of the burly man in front was cut in half by the sword spirit ancestor, and blood poured out like a spring.

The tower man's eyes were round.

boom!

The next moment, his body fell to the ground feebly, looking like he couldn't look at him.

Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes and saw the scene of the sword spirit ancestor slaying the burly man with an invincible posture!

"Baby, you are amazing!"

Mo Fan returned the flute to Demon Yun Tian, ​​then looked at the sword spirit ancestor not far away, and said with a smile.

"..."

The ancestor of the sword spirit looked at Master Own silently, and she had long been used to seeing this scene before her.

"Senior, this is the magic flute of the old demon!"

At this moment, Sun Elder flew over, and there was an extra black flute in his hand, which was the magic flute in the hands of the old black-robed man.

"The old man? Is that the old man in black robe?"

Mo Fan asked curiously: "What about others?"

"died!"

Sun Elder trembled.

Senior, don't tell me, you don't know!

"Dead? Who killed it? Baby, is it you? Are you so strong?"

Mo Fan looked at the sword spirit ancestor and exclaimed, feeling that he was simply out of shit, and he actually hugged such a super thigh.

Good luck!

The sword spirit ancestor looked at Mo Fan silently, and then nodded gently.

Although I don't know why the master said this, but what the master said is what it is.

The master said she killed it, then she killed it!

"hiss!"

When Mo Fan heard this, although he guessed that the demon was the sword spirit ancestor, he still couldn't help taking a breath after knowing the truth!

"Then what magic flute is the baby's trophy, it should be given to the baby!"

Mo Fan looked at Sun Elder and said with a smile.

Sun Elder nodded and handed the magic flute to the ancestor of the sword spirit.

"..." The Magic Flute.

This has been around for a long time, talking for a long time, just don't want me!

Don't want me, just say it!

Why!

It seems that I can't enter the eyes of this cultivator at all!

The Magic Flute felt that he was so pitiful, so weak, and helpless!

At this moment, the spacecraft had already left, and all the cultivators on the spacecraft trembled and frightened. They didn't stop until the spacecraft backed away.

These magic cultivators looked at each other, all seeing the light of fear in each other's eyes.

The scene just now surprised them.

"Is that really a little fairy?"

"It doesn't look like it at all!"

These cultivators are confused.

Do you dare to believe it?

"Let's go to another village to see." Mo Fan said.

Behind him, Sun Elder was stunned when he heard these words. Immediately, he said: "Senior, another strong magician is dead!"

"died?"

Mo Fan was stunned and asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"It's the old demon just now!"

Sun Elder said quickly.

"Good death!"

Mo Fan sighed.

"Let's go back!"

"good!"

Everyone nodded, and walked towards the Demon Cloud Sacred Land again.

...

Demon Cult, one of the three top forces in the Demon World.

There are nine signs floating in the magic hall, which are extremely bright.

This is the nine life brand.

These nine life brands represent one of the nine masters of the magic sect.

To be able to become a master of magic teaching, their Cultivation Base is at least in the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

However, at this moment, the bright light of the three wooden signs disappeared without a trace. Then, there were countless cracks on the signs, spreading like spider webs.

boom!

The three life tokens are all shattered!

"Falled!"

"What? Three masters of my magic sect have fallen? Unbelievable!"

"This is incredible too! Who did it? Dare to kill my master of the Demon Cult! This is declaring war with my Demon Cult!"

at this time.

laugh!

A dazzling Sword Ray whizzed out, and this Sword Ray was spitting out black light, blinking continuously.

"It's a magic sword!"

"The Demon Sword is one of the nine major demon masters of my Demon Cult! He will be able to kill those who don't know what is good or bad!"

The disciple of the Demon Cult uttered a burst of cheers.

It was a sword, extremely dark, with black lines all over the sword, and it was full of cold light.

Buzzing!

The sound of swords resounded continuously.

The other side.

"Senior!" Mo Yun Tian's gaze fell on senior, and his face was full of radiance at this moment.

With his talent, it will take at least fifty years to get Cultivation Base Ascension to Taiyi Golden Immortal. The more the cultivator grows, the more time and energy it takes!

However, senior let him instantly breakthrough Cultivation Base!

He was naturally extremely excited.

He even almost called senior dad.

Just now, he made a very important decision.

"Senior, I plan to withdraw from the position of the Holy Lord of the Magic Cloud Sacred Land and hand the Magic Cloud Sacred Land into your hands! Starting today, you will be the Holy Lord of the Magic Cloud Sacred Land!"

"..."

When Mo Fan heard this, he looked at Mo Yun Tian with a dumbfounded expression.

Old man, you are really crazy!

It seems that this old gentleman really regards him as senior!

"Don't! Don't! Don't!"

Mo Fan shook his head repeatedly, looked at Demon Yun Tian, ​​and gave a wry smile: "Old sir, it is true that I am here to travel! I want to see Demon World! This is the first time to come here!"

He couldn't be more clear about own's true level!

Mo Yun Tian sighed in his heart upon hearing these words.

Tactfully refuse!

How could he not tell that senior was refusing it gently?

"That's a shame!" he said.

pity?

Mo Fan was quite speechless when he heard this.

"Take your life!"

At this moment, a cold voice resounded, and a sword sound resounded at this moment.

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