Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"Ahhh... Ah give Lao Tzu a stop!

"Stop fighting... Lao Tzu was wrong! At

this time, Wei Chi Tu was being frantically vomited by the blood drawn by two blood-colored tentacles flying up and down, constantly begging for mercy.

Listening to the miserable wail faintly coming from the depths of the blood mist, Yi Shui'er was shocked in her heart, this seemed to be the voice of Wei Chitu, but she didn't ask more.

Soon, the screams died down.

Fang Mo indifferently withdrew the blood domain, while Yi Shui'er looked at everything around him with a pale face.

The whole square is unrecognizable, rubble and huge pits, a mess.

Corpses, corpses everywhere, bloody qi gathered in the sky above the square, lingering, like purgatory on earth.

"Gongzi!"

At this time, Wu Mo ran from a distance with a feverish look.

Behind him was Fu Qing, who looked dull.

Fang Mo nodded slightly at Wu Mo, and then looked at Fu Qing, who still had a dull face, and spoke, "Senior brother."

Fu Qing looked at the masked figure in front of him stunnedly.

Bro?!

How can it be! His junior brother is obviously only the seventh layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm, how is it possible....

Although the aura emanating from Fang Mo's body was like an abyss and the blood was monstrous, he had a trace of fear in his heart.

But Fu Qing's eyes were still full of disbelief, you must know that those people were all freaks of various sects of Tianjiao, the nine layers of the Yuan Spirit Realm.

"He... You killed them all?

Fu Qing's trembling fingers pointed to Lei Ling, Red Fu Fairy and the others not far away.

"It's just a fluke, okay, now we can properly explore this Dan Dao sect ten thousand years ago."

Fang Mo obviously didn't want to say more on this topic, and turned his head to look at the majestic temple in the distance.

"Master, do you want to kill Wei Chitu?"

Yi Shui'er looked at Wei Chitu, who was seriously injured and unconscious in the distance.

"No need, let him go back to the sect."

Fang Mo glanced at Wei Chitu with deep eyes.

And Fu Qing on the side noticed this absolutely beautiful woman beside Fang Mo.

"You... Are you Junior Sister Yi Shui'er?!

Fu Qing's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

"You know me?"

Yi Shui'er looked at Fu Qing suspiciously.

"Elder Zhen's only personal disciple, a talented demon, the seventh layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm has reached the corpse list, who doesn't know..." Fu Qing smiled bitterly.

Once a disciple of Pei Kun, he had contact with Yi Shui'er several times, and at that time, she was only in the seventh level of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and she was already on the corpse list, and her strength was even stronger than that of Zhou Xie.

"I remembered that you are Elder Pei's eldest disciple Fu Qing! Hey, didn't you disappear, I didn't expect to meet you here.

Yi Shui'er showed a startled look and said in a surprised tone.

Fu Qing's face was complicated and he did not speak.

At this time, he had already set off a huge wave in his heart, if he heard correctly, this Yi Shui'er, who was even stronger than Zhou Evil, actually called Fang Mo the master just now!

The top ten powerhouses on the corpse list called him the master....

Who is this junior brother of himself?

He couldn't see through his junior brother at all now....

"Let's go."

Fang Mo ignored Fu Qing's mood at this time and walked towards the Danxia Sect's palace.

Fu Qing took a deep look at Fang Mo's back and got up to follow.

...

"Wow, that's spectacular!"

Yi Shui'er looked at the huge palace in front of her with a shocked face.

"This pillar is all made of gold and jade glass..."

Fu Qing's gaze was dull.

Even Fang Mo was shocked.

This hall should be the main hall of the Danxia Sect, and the two pillars alone are as high as 100 zhang, and the whole body is made of gold and jade glass.

You must know that the jade of golden jade glass can automatically gather the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, which is comparable to a small polyyuan array, and due to the scarcity of the quantity, a piece of gold jade glass with a large thumb in the cultivation world now costs tens of thousands of yuan stone....

And the value of this hundred-zhang large golden jade glazed pillar in front of you....

"It's really rich..."

muttered Fang Mo.

"Junior Brother, these two golden jade glazed pillars alone are worth countless ah..."

Fu Qing's eyes lit up.

Fang Mo looked at the two golden jade glazed pillars and his eyes were also bright, but he still reacted and spoke: "Go explore first, these two golden jade glazed pillars will be said last." "

Well."

Fu Qing nodded.

Then several people turned and walked into the hall.

Stepping into the main hall, the ancient, vicissitudes of the breath rushed to the face, making people feel refreshed.

The main hall is very empty, and a huge stone statue in the middle is lifelike.

"This... Such a strong Dan Dao rhyme..." Wu

Mo looked excited.

And Fang Mo and the three looked at Wu Mo blankly, they didn't feel any Dan Dao rhyme, they just felt the ancient breath.

"Master, why didn't I sense any rhyme?" Yi Shui'er looked around in amazement.

"It must be because of Wu Mo's identity as an alchemist, after all, this Danxia Sect is originally an alchemy sect."

Fang Mo said lightly.

Who knew that at this moment, Wu Mo actually sat cross-kneeled, closed his eyes and stared, and his whole body glowed with a faint golden light....

"This is..."

Fu Qing looked at Wu Mo on the ground in shock.

"It was his chance."

Fang Mo took a deep look at Wu Mo on the ground.

In this trip to the secret realm, Fang Mo had never had the idea of inheritance, after all, he did not understand this way. His purpose was for the monks who came by smelling the wind.

And bringing Wu Mo is to see if Wu Mo, a Dan Dao genius, can obtain the inheritance of the Danxia Sect, although the pill is useless to Fang Mo, but it is of great use to these followers around him.

As Fang Mo's realm became higher and higher, those followers simply could not keep up with his terrifying breakthrough speed, and at this time, the value of high-level alchemists was reflected, and they directly used the pill pile.

"Don't disturb him, there are many palaces here, let's go our separate ways."

Fang Mo spoke.

"Well, good."

"Shui Er listens to the master."

Watching the backs of the two disappear into the hall, Fang Mo glanced at Wu Mo on the ground, and then also walked towards a side hall.

"This side hall should be the mission hall of the Danxia Sect..." Fang

Mo looked at a huge spar on the wall, and there were several sect tasks faintly displayed on it.

Several task manuals were scattered on the ground, and when Fang Mo reached out and touched them, those books turned into flying ash...

Fang Mo's face was calm, after all, it was too long, and it was normal for these items to decay.

He continued walking towards the next temple.

...

One hour later.

"There is not a single corpse..." Fang

Mo frowned slightly, Fu Qing said that this Danxia Sect disappeared overnight, what about those disciple elders above the Danxia Sect in the first place....

"Boom! Boom! "

Suddenly, there were several violent explosions in the distance.

Fang Mo's face changed, turning into a blood shadow and disappearing in place.