Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"Yes...it's that tentacle monster!"

A gleam of fear flashed in Yuchitu's eyes.

"What! That mysterious magic cultivator appeared again?" The Great Elder was shocked and furious.

"Everyone in Mixin Valley is dead... Even Mr. Chu Yun was killed by the tentacle monster! There are countless tentacles all over the sky..."

Yuchitu was in a state of madness, constantly gesticulating.

Chu Yunjun was killed?

Killed by the mysterious magician?

The Great Elder's face was extremely gloomy, who is that mysterious demon cultivator!

Glancing at the bewildered Yuchitu, this reckless man was obviously scared out of his mind by the mysterious demon cultivator, and he couldn't find anything of value if he asked again.

"Useless idiot!"

After glaring at Yuchitu, the Great Elder walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

After the Great Elder left, Yuchitu wiped the cold sweat off his neck, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"This old mallet almost scared me to death."

...

At this moment, Yi Shui'er was lying on the bed, her face was pale and her eyes were closed.

Sitting beside the bed was a middle-aged beautiful woman who was still charming. She was Yi Shui'er's master, Elder Zhenyue.

Zhen Yue looked at Yi Shui'er worriedly, and kept pouring energy into Yi Shui'er's body to repair her injuries.

"Cough cough..."

Yi Shui'er wakes up faintly.

"Shui'er, you finally woke up, do you feel better?" Zhen Yue said in a concerned tone.

"Master... Master, I'm fine."

Yi Shui'er showed a weak smile.

"Tell Master, what happened?" Zhen Yue asked softly.

Yi Shui'er nodded slightly, and said slowly: "We met a mysterious person in the Black Leaf Forest. According to Yuchitu, it should have something to do with the mysterious demon cultivator of Xingxia Mountain. The mysterious person is very scary. We are not The opponent, Chu Yunjun, was beheaded in less than ten breaths."

"Chu Yunjun is dead?!"

Zhen Yue's face was full of shock, this was a huge loss for the sect.

Yi Shui'er didn't care about Zhen Yue's shock, and continued: "Fortunately, there were still people in Mixin Valley at that time, and Yuchitu and I were able to escape by taking advantage of the chaos."

"Shui'er, rest at ease and heal your wounds. As a teacher, you must report this matter to the First Elder."

After finishing speaking, Zhen Yue left quickly.

Looking at Zhen Yue's back, the corners of Yi Shui'er's mouth curled slightly.

...

At this time, Fang Mo had already returned to the cave. He walked to the ear room and looked at Linglong who was still practicing, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Linglong's body exudes the aura of the third level of the Yuanling Realm...

Linglong didn't even reach the Yuanling Realm before retreating, and broke through to the third level of the Yuanling Realm in less than a month of retreat.

It's worth spending so much on cultivating the elixir.

Fang Mo showed satisfaction.

At this time, Linglong seemed to feel something, and opened her eyes.

"Owner!"

Seeing Fang Mo looking at her, Linglong blushed and hurriedly got up.

"Yes, the cultivation speed is quite fast."

Fang Mo nodded slightly to Linglong.

Fang Mo's affirmation made Linglong's heart burst with joy, and both cat ears were slightly erected.

"Okay, you continue to practice, we should leave soon."

"Yes, Master."

Linglong looked respectful.

After exiting the ear room, Fang Mo summoned the two refined corpses.

"Om..."

The cold corpse aura and evil aura instantly filled the entire cave.

Even though Fang Mo had already used Yuan Power to isolate him in advance, the cold air still caused Linglong in the ear room to shudder subconsciously.

At this time, the corpse's face became more and more hideous, and the only eyeball that was left turned around, becoming more and more strange and agile.

Its skin is black and shiny all over its body, exuding a powerful aura of the ninth level of the Yuanling Realm. The current evil corpse can shake the Yuanzhe Realm!

The bride in red was surrounded by corpse aura, exuding the aura of the eighth level of Yuanling Realm, and the red wedding dress on her body became scarlet and brighter, like boiling blood.

When he saw the eyes of the bride in red, Fang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the muddy eyes of the bride in red even had a hint of agility.

It seemed that his blood essence had caused some strange changes to the bride in red.

But it doesn't matter, the stronger you are, the more useful you are.

Fang Mo routinely fed some blood to the two refined corpses.

Afterwards, the entire cave was shrouded in blood mist.

...

While Fang Mo was retreating, the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect ushered in a major earthquake.

The Great Elder announced that the Inner Sect Grand Competition will be postponed for one year, during which time he will try his best to investigate Chu Yunjun's death.

As soon as the news came out, the whole sect was in an uproar.

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"The master of the first peak was actually killed, it's unbelievable."

"Who is so bold that he is not afraid of our sect's killing?"

"I heard that the mysterious demon did it again..."

"Hasn't the identity of the mysterious magician been found yet?"

"Shhh, the Great Elder was furious this time, and he will not stop until this person is caught..."

Elder Peak, a quiet courtyard.

Pei Kun lay on the rocking chair with a gloating expression on his face.

"That little guy Chu Yunjun died, tsk tsk, Jia Lun, Jia Lun, I feel sad for you this time..."

"But your disciple died well, I really want to say thank you to him."

Pei Kun showed a sinister smile.

"The Inner Sect Competition has been postponed for one year..."

...

Black leaf forest.

A huge bone ship slowly landed, and a group of people came down, led by Lin Qianchao.

At this moment, Lin Qianchao was expressionless, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

Glancing at the black leaf forest in front of him, Lin Qianchao seemed to sense something, his face changed slightly, and then turned into a black light and entered the black leaf forest.

The deacons and elders behind him hurriedly followed.

As it continued to deepen, Lin Qianchao's expression became more and more ugly, and the surroundings were all messy scenes after the war, and judging from the remaining vitality, it was basically a battle between the strong in the realm of the primordial.

In this remaining breath, there is actually the breath of the fourth level of the Primordial Realm remaining!

At this moment, even Lin Qianchao felt that Yi Shui'er and Yuchitu were lucky enough to escape.

Not long after, a group of people appeared in front of them.

Judging by the clothes of those people, they should be from Mixin Valley.

"You guys came to Mixin Valley very quickly, how is it, have you found any clues?"

Lin Qian walked forward with a blank expression.

Hearing a voice coming from behind, a group of Mixin Valley disciples turned around, and the leader was a graceful and graceful woman in a red gauze.

"Elder Lin, please stay safe."

The beautiful woman's voice was as calm as water.

"Elder Xueyu, I didn't expect Mixin Valley to even send you out."

Lin Qianchao's eyes narrowed slightly. Although the beautiful woman in front of her looked mature, elegant and indifferent to the world, she was the same as himself, and she was a seventh-level cultivation base of the Primordial Realm.

"Elder Lin, there's no need to reminisce about the past, you just came at a good time, come and take a look at this."

Xueyu turned her body sideways, motioning for Lin Qian to move forward.

Lin Qianchao walked forward with a hint of doubt.

It was a mummified corpse.

Lin Qianchao's expression changed. The clothes on the mummy were the elders' clothes of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

When he looked at the shriveled face, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Jia... Elder Jia Lun?!"

Lin Qianchao's voice became a little sharp.