Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

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Xingxia Mountain, thousands of miles away from Sifang City, is majestic, cloudy, and inaccessible.

Today's Xingxia Mountain is different from the past, with monks constantly galloping from all directions, and the mountain is shining with Daoist light.

At this time, three figures appeared at the foot of the mountain, it was Fang Mo, Fu Qing and Wu Mo.

"Gongzi, why didn't you meet a sect disciple along the way?"

Wu Mo asked suspiciously.

It stands to reason that when the secret realm opens today, people from several major sects should come.

Before Fang Mo could speak, Fu Qing on the side looked up at the top of the mountain and said faintly: "

The people from several major sects should have arrived."

What was surprising was that the current Fu Qing's body exuded the aura of the Yuan Spirit Realm Ninefold.

Meanwhile, the top of Xingxia Mountain.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the Heavenly Sword Sect would even release you, a sword idiot."

A woman wearing a charming red dress and a charming face spoke towards a white-clothed sword cultivator not far away.

Behind this charming woman, there were dozens of young women standing, and their eyebrows all exuded the meaning of seduction and soul.

The white-clothed sword cultivator who was called a sword idiot held a sword with an indifferent face, and did not pay attention to the charming woman.

The charming woman was not angry, it seemed that she had seen nothing strange, and turned her head to look at a light curtain in midair.

That light curtain was the entrance to the secret realm, and the spatial vibration in this time curtain became stronger and stronger, obviously reaching the edge of opening.

Although most of the people were staring intently at the entrance of the secret realm in the air, there were still many scattered cultivators who secretly set their eyes on the group of coquettish female cultivators.

Suddenly, a dark wind blew through.

"Haha, it looks like we're not too late."

At this time, a burly big man arrived with a group of disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

"Hmph, it turned out to be the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, no wonder I smelled a corpse smell far away..."

came a disgusted voice from the Heavenly Sword Sect's team.

The burly big man raised his eyebrows, and powerful corpse qi swept out from his body, shouting towards the Heavenly Sword Sect team: "Which rabbit cub said that!" Give me out! The

powerful aura of the Yuan Spirit Realm Nine Layers directly made the surrounding scattered cultivators pale, and hurriedly retreated back so as not to be injured by this burly man.

At this time, the sword idiot of the Heavenly Sword Sect took a step forward, surrounded by earth-shattering sword qi, and spat softly in his mouth: "If you want to fight, accompany you."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect behind the sword idiot all sacrificed their magic swords and looked at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect with a fierce eye.

And the disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect also sacrificed their own corpses, and they also stared at the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect with the same murderous spirit.

The scene instantly became tense, and the sharp sword qi and cold corpse qi filled the entire mountaintop.

"Cluck, you men just can't hold your breath, and before the secret realm is opened, you shout and kill."

The charming woman on the side covered her mouth and chuckled.

At this time, from behind the burly man, an evil thin man walked out.

The evil man patted the burly man and smiled evilly at the charming woman: "Since the red fairies of the Lost Heart Valley have spoken, then let's not see this group of fools first."

"It's still the little evil monarch with a sweet mouth, giggle."

The Red Fu Fairy smiled charmingly at the evil man, but a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

On the other side, the appearance of the evil man also made Jian Fan's eyes narrow.

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Fang Mo and the three finally came to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the many cultivators on the top of the mountain had been clearly divided into four forces.

Fang Mo saw the group of white-clothed sword cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect at a glance, and the experience of almost being killed at the beginning surged again, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Junior Brother, let's go over there."

Fu Qing pointed to a group of scattered cultivators not far away.

Fang Mo nodded slightly and walked over silently.

Standing behind this group of scattered cultivators, Fu Qing said to himself with a solemn face: "This time is troublesome."

"Well, I didn't expect that the leaders of several major sects were all Yuan Spirit Realm Nine Heavy."

Wu Mo also had a solemn expression.

Fang Mo still had an indifferent expression, now he was confident of fighting with the Yuan Spirit Realm Ninefold, and there was also a Fu Qing of the Yuan Spirit Realm Ninefold on his side, so he didn't worry too much.

"Junior Brother, don't be careless, you look at the indifferent man holding the sword in the Heavenly Sword Sect, that's the sword idiot of the Sword List."

"Sword List?"

Fang Mo was a little puzzled.

"Well, it's the same as our Ten Thousand Corpse Sect's corpse list, this sword idiot is a sword cultivator in the top ten of the sword list!"

Hearing this, Fang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong fighting intent flashed.

Wu Mo next to him lost his voice and said, "I remembered it!" It was rumored that there was a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who loved swords. He began to practice swords at the age of three, proficient in various sword techniques at the age of six, and reached the unity of human swords at the age of ten, and was directly admitted to the inner gate by the Heavenly Sword Sect, and it is rumored that this person's sword does not leave his hand, and loves the sword as much as life, so he is called a sword idiot!

A hint of surprise also flashed in Fang Mo's eyes, he didn't expect this sword idiot to be so famous.

Fu Qing looked at the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect again, and said in a deep voice: "That burly big man is the tenth Wei Chi Tu of the corpse list, the ninth layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm, he is somewhat special. "

Special?"

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows.

"Well, because this lieutenant Chi Tu used the method of refining corpses on himself."

"Use it on yourself?! Doesn't that mean..." Fang

Mo's eyes showed shock.

Fu Qing said in a solemn tone: "Not bad, others refine corpses, he refining himself... In other words, he refined himself into a corpse

..." "This..."

Even Wu Mo on the side looked stunned.

Fu Qing ignored the shock of the two and continued: "The evil man next to Wei Chitu is called Zhou Xie, known as the Little Evil Monarch. The corpse list ranks higher than Wei Chi Tu, when I was in the ninth layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm, this week the evil talent Yuan Spirit was sevenfold, but I couldn't hold half a column of incense under him..." Speaking

of this, a trace of fear flashed in Fu Qing's eyes.

After Fang Mo listened, his heart was shocked, and his face finally changed, this week evil seemed to be even more against the sky than him...

Fang Mo subconsciously glanced at that Zhou Xie, and his eyes showed a trace of solemnity.

At this time, Zhou Xie seemed to feel something, raised his head and glanced in the direction of Fang Mo, and showed an evil smile to Fang Mo.

Fang Mo felt as if he was being targeted by a beast, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

"Worthy of being a corpse list powerhouse..."

Fang Mo slowly withdrew his gaze.