Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

With a loud bang, due to inertia, half of Xuanye Corpse Toad was smashed into the ground.

At this time, Xuanye Corpse Toad turned his eyes upwards, dying, with dense scars all over his body, and stinky black pus continued to flow out.

And the huge toad tongue, which was extremely hard, also became soft at this time, and was thrown on the ground by Yuchitu casually.

"Toad, let me die!"

Yuchitu slammed on the ground, jumped up, and punched Xuan Ye Shichan's head with a punch.

"stop!"

Fu Qing roared angrily, and wanted to fly to stop it, but was horrified to find that his feet had frozen into ice at some point, and he couldn't move.

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Yi Shui'er in the distance, and found that the latter was looking at him as if nothing had happened.

"Oh!"

With a dull bang, the Xuanye Corpse Toad was blasted by Yuchitu's punch, and countless pieces of meat were scattered everywhere, and the smell was extremely stench.

"Yuchitu, you can make the scene even more disgusting!"

Yi Shui'er in the distance covered Qiong's nose lightly, her voice was cold.

"Uh...hehe, I'm excited, confiscated and stop...Be careful next time."

Yuchitu smiled awkwardly.

"puff!"

Fu Qing spurted a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

He looked at the sky filled with broken meat.

Although Xuanye Corpse Toad is his Corpse Beast, the meaning of Xuanye Corpse Toad to him is not limited to Corpse Beast after decades of fighting side by side and accompanying him day and night.

"Do you regret it?"

Wu Mo's voice sounded faintly beside him.

When Fu Qing heard this, a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

He then took a deep breath, tried to calm down his emotions, and said slowly: "I don't regret it, even if I knew it earlier, I would still stop you."

"Hmph, if that's the case, then you will die!"

Yi Shui'er snorted coldly.

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying icy breath swept out from his body.

Fu Qing's body was frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant a living person became a lifelike ice sculpture.

Yi Shui'er looked at the ice sculpture in front of her with a pretty face, and said coldly:

"Being disloyal to the master, damn it!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his fingers, and the whole ice sculpture shattered into countless ice slags.

No bones left.

Seeing this, Yuchitu trembled all over, looking at Yi Shui'er with a little fear.

Even the corners of Wu Mo's eyes trembled a few times unconsciously.

Sure enough, when women become ruthless, they are sometimes scarier than men.

"Yuchitu, go and clean up those people outside the city in the distance."

Yi Shui'er glanced at the crowd gathered in the distance.

"oh oh."

Yuchitu turned into a gray light and left in response.

"Continue alchemy."

Yi Shui'er looked at Wu Mo.

"kindness."

Wu Mo nodded slightly, and took out the golden cloud boat.

Soon, Jin Yunzhou came to the sky above the small town again.

This time Wu Mo quickly drew a pattern, and then four huge pillars of light rose in the city.

Not long after, there were countless screams and wailing in the small town.

Wu Mo remained indifferent, staring at the four beams of light that were stained red with blood.

This is the first time he has arranged this formation, it is like a work of art.

"Wu Mo, why do you think the master only left you the sound transmission stone?"

Yi Shui'er's tone was obviously a little unhappy.

"You should ask the young master."

Wu Mo still stared at the magic circle in mid-air.

"Then when can I see the master again?"

"When you complete the mission of the young master, you will see it."

Wu Mo withdrew his gaze and looked at Yi Shui'er expressionlessly.

"Don't worry, when Yuchitu and I return to the sect this time and show our cultivation, the sect will definitely let us enter the corpse soul realm."

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Fang Mo looked at the darkening sound transmission stone in his hand, with an indifferent expression, neither happy nor sad.

Fu Qing died.

All along, Fu Qing helped him a lot, and he was the only one who stayed by his side and he didn't use means to control him.

But so what.

He doesn't allow anyone to stand in his way.

Never allow.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a bit oppressive, Xia Xiong stood aside, silent like a cicada.

a long time,

"Let's go."

Fang Mo put away the sound transmission stone expressionlessly, turned and left the room.

The two stepped out of the restaurant, and from time to time on the street, teams of heavily armed guards could be seen hurrying past, as well as many disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect in white clothes.

Fang Mo looked indifferent, and walked straight towards the city gate.

Not long after, the two arrived at the city gate.

Looking from a distance, the gate of the city is bustling with people gathering.

There are two city guards in armor guarding the city gate to check the people who leave the city.Standing beside him was a group of guards and several disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"What are you doing, why are you out of town now!"

A city guard looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with an arrogant tone.

"My...my lord, I'm just going out to do missions and hunt some monsters."

The middle-aged man said cautiously.

"Hunting monsters? I think you are a demon cultivator?"

The city guard narrowed his eyes, and his voice was a little deep.

"How is it possible! How could I be a magician, you say yes...hehe"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man smiled and took out a storage bag from his pocket and handed it to the city guard.

The city guard took the storage bag calmly, weighed it lightly, and showed a smile on his face.

"Well, I don't think you look like a demon cultivator, okay, let's go out."

"Hey, thank you, my lord."

The middle-aged man walked out of the city with an apologetic smile on his face, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

Regarding this scene, not only did the guards next to him and the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect not make a sound to stop them, but they all seemed to have faint smiles in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a young man walked up to the city guard.

"My lord, I'm a casual cultivator, and I'm going out of the city to find some spiritual materials."

"Loose cultivator? I suspect that you are a demon cultivator."

The city guard glanced at the man with a calm tone.

"My lord, I'm not a demon cultivator! I'm really just a casual cultivator!"

When the young man heard this, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly explained loudly.

The city guard frowned, and said coldly: "You must be a demon cultivator, come here, take it down!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect on the side looked solemn, bursting out with sword energy, and they were all at the ninth level of the Yuanling Realm.

The guards directly held down the young man without any explanation, and took him down.

"My lord, I was wronged! I'm really not a demon cultivator!!"

"I was wronged..."

The shrill voice of the young man gradually faded away.

Faced with this scene, the people around lowered their heads one after another, daring to be angry and dare not speak out.

Tsk tsk, is this the Heavenly Sword Sect who claims to be righteous?

Fang Mo stood behind the crowd, watching the scene just happened with great interest.