Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Inside the gloomy treasure hall, a man wearing a ghostly mask knelt on the ground.

"Hehe, I didn't expect such an interesting guy to come to my third peak."

A gloomy voice came from the black jade glass chair above the ghost-faced man.

Looking closely, the black jade glazed chair was actually shrouded in a strange black fog.

The black mist churned, and the gloomy voice came out again, "Xia Xiong and the black robe are planted, interesting, it really deserves to be the person that Elder Pei fancy, it's a pity..." The

ghost-faced man kneeling on the ground raised his head and asked: "Peak Lord, do you want your subordinates to teach that guy a lesson?"

"No need, if something happens to that guy, if Elder Pei goes crazy, I will have to worry about my life."

"Do the two black-robed people need to be brought back?" The ghost-faced man asked again.

"The two black-robed people don't matter, don't mention it again. That's it, don't mess with that guy again.

"Yes."

The ghost-faced man turned to leave.

"Hehe, Fang Mo..." The

black mist gradually dissipated.

...

Looking at the blood refining array that had just been arranged, Fang Mo gently exhaled.

The identity of Pei Kun's disciple seemed to be very deterrent in the sect, but Fang Mo knew that this was just an illusion and could not guarantee his safety.

The peak lord of the third peak, as well as the so-called freaks of the first peak, and the strong people on the corpse list... All this made Fang Mo have a strong sense of crisis.

What's more, now that he has provoked the peak master of the third peak, he must make more preparations and improve his strength as soon as possible.

Fang Mo lifted the black-robed man who was already dying of pain in and fixed it to the wall. Then cut off his wrists and ankles, and gurgling blood flowed down the blood trough into the large array in the middle.

Looking at his masterpiece, Fang Mo nodded in satisfaction.

"You come in."

Fang Mo said to the bald man outside.

The bald man walked into the earchamber with a worried face, and the sight in front of him made him frightened and gasped.

In the middle of the ear chamber, a strange formation, the black-robed man was cut off his hands and feet and fixed to the wall, and blood flowed into that strange formation, dyeing the formation blood.

"This... This..." the

bald man snorted and couldn't say a word.

"Want to be like him?"

Fang Mo asked softly.

This sentence completely crushed the bald man's psychological defense.

Suddenly, he knelt down in front of Fang Mo with a pop, slamming the ground frantically.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to be like this, please spare me!"

"You can do whatever you want me to do, I am willing to serve you as the Lord and listen to you in everything!"

Saying that, the bald man spat out a strange black flame into his hand and raised his hands high.

Fang Mo stared at the black flame, licked the corner of his mouth, and waved his hand to hold the soul fire in his hand.

Soul fire.

It is a mysterious flame located in the sea of everyone's knowledge, and only by reaching the Yuan Spirit Realm can it be moved outside the body.

Mastering the fire of someone else's soul is equivalent to mastering someone else's life and death.

Of course, if you want to control someone else's soul fire, that person must voluntarily give it, otherwise the soul fire will dissipate when it leaves the body.

As soon as Fang Mo's mind moved, the black flame in his hand disappeared in his hand and appeared in his mind.

Sensing that Fang Mo accepted his soul fire, the bald man's tense body relaxed.

"What's your name?"

Fang Mo slowly spoke.

"Back to the master, my name is Xia Xiong."

Fang Mo said lightly: "Well, you are watching him here, feeding medicine every day, you can't let him die, and make sure that there is a large array of blood supply."

"Yes, master."

Fang Mo turned around and walked into another ear room, and with a wave of his hand, a blood-colored giant egg appeared in front of him.

With the appearance of the blood-colored dome, a barbaric and tyrannical aura filled the entire cave mansion.

Xia Xiong next door also felt this breath, and he was horrified in his heart, secretly glad for his choice.

Fang Mo put his palm on the blood-colored giant egg again, and the red glow on the surface of the giant egg suddenly flickered, and a strong hunger intention was transmitted from the giant egg.

Fang Mo calmly fed the essence blood to the blood-colored giant egg.

For a long time, the blood-colored giant egg no longer conveyed the idea of hunger, and Fang Mo slowly withdrew his palm.

At this time, his face was a little pale, he didn't expect that he needed so much essence blood this time, if it was replaced by someone else, he would have been sucked dry a long time ago.

After eating, the surface of the blood-colored giant egg began to flicker red as regularly as if breathing.

Fang Mo touched the surface of the giant egg, he could feel a strong life rhythm inside the egg, and that young consciousness was actually releasing an emotion to him... Emotions of dependence....

"I look forward to your arrival..." the

corners of Fang Mo's mouth raised slightly, and he said softly.

After half a column of incense, Fang Mo walked out of the ear chamber.

He sat cross-kneeled in the center of the cave mansion, gently rubbed the storage ring, and instantly five storage bags appeared in front of him.

Fang Mo opened one of the storage bags, which was given to him by Zhou Yuan, and there were five hundred yuan stones inside, as well as some spirit grass.

He opened another storage bag, this was the thin and tall young man who was with Zhou Yuan, and after removing the sundries, there were two hundred yuan stones and dozens of Ling Yuan Pills inside.

Continue to open the next storage bag, this is Yin Gou's storage bag, there is a pile of talisman paper inside, there are about three hundred yuan stones, and two hundred spirit yuan pills.

"Huh..."

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows, and picked up a long black whip, which turned out to be a yellow-order elemental weapon.

The rest are worthless clutter.

Fang Mo then opened the black-robed man's storage bag, and as the contents of the storage bag scattered, a strong corpse aura instantly filled the entire cave mansion.

Fang Mo's eyes were overjoyed, and a white jade skull was grabbed by him in his hand.

With such a strong corpse qi, this thing is absolutely extraordinary!

Then he called Xia Xiong out, and Xia Xiong was also shocked when he saw the Yuanshi elixir all over the ground.

"Do you know this thing?"

Fang Mo raised the white jade skull in his hand.

Xia Xiong's eyes lit up and said: "Master, this is what the black robe got when he entered the corpse abyss, according to him, he accidentally entered an ancient tomb, and this white jade skull was buried in the tomb."

Fang Mo nodded slightly, "What is the function of this white jade skull, how to use it?"

"Master, this white jade skull itself contains a huge corpse qi, which can assist cultivation, and can also be used to contain refining corpses, all of which have twice the effect with half the effort."

"So it is."

Fang Mo secretly said that it was a pity that he couldn't use it, so he could only keep it for his own refining corpse later.

Putting away the white jade skull, a small black porcelain bottle caught Fang Mo's attention.

Fang Mo picked up the black porcelain bottle and was just about to open it

, "Master, don't!" This is the poison of the rotten heart refined by the black robe!

Xia Xiong hurriedly stopped Fang Mo.

Fang Mo looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand with a surprised expression, "This is the kind of poison that the black robe gave me at that time?"

"It is this poison, which he refined in nine hundred and eighty-one days using forty-nine hundred years of carrion. At that time, I also gave him several 100-year-old carrions. "

This poisonous Yuan Spirit Realm has no solution?"

Xia Xiong said with a serious face: "Master, this rotten heart poison is indeed unsolvable in the Yuan Spirit Realm, and only those who refine it know the antidote." And even if the Yuan Realm is hit by this poison, it is quite troublesome.

Suddenly, Xia Xiong seemed to have thought of something, and muttered, "Of course, master, you are an exception..." The

poison of the rotten heart was useless to him, it was because of the immortal blood lotus in his body.

Fang Mo looked at the black porcelain bottle in front of him with a glare, this critical moment was a good thing.