Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Fang Long finally got angry, spit out a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

"Great Elder! Why don't you show up yet!!"

At this moment, Ding Jianshan erupted, and he roared into the sky, his voice shook the heavens.

At this time, Ding Jianshan could no longer care about Ding Ningxin's life and death, he could not let his daughter suffer this humiliation in public.

As soon as the voice fell, the sword energy suddenly howled between the sky and the earth, the space was torn apart, and the boundless sword intent instantly enveloped the square.

In the next second, hundreds of figures appeared from the void, standing in the air with flying swords on their feet.

The leader is none other than the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Bai Hong.

Seeing Baihong appear, Ding Jianshan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Saved.

"Great, the Great Elder is here!"

"We are saved!"

"Great Elder, kill this devil quickly!"

"That's right, this devil dares to insult my goddess like this, he must be crushed!"

The thousands of Tianjianzong disciples in the square were also full of excitement, and many of them pointed at Fang Mo angrily.

At this time, Baihong's beard and hair were flying, his white robe was billowing, and his whole body was full of sword intent.

Ignoring the thousands of disciples in the square, Bai Hong glanced at Ding Jianshan expressionlessly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

I originally planned to wait a little longer to lure out the mysterious magic cultivator behind Fang Mo, but now Ding Jianshan called him, and he had to show up.

Incompetent bungler!

For the sake of a daughter, disrupting the sect's plan is really in vain for the Seventh Elder!

At this moment, Fang Mo also slowly pulled his hand out of Ding Ning's chest, and he glanced indifferently at the hundreds of sword cultivators in the air, but there was no surprise on his expression.

"You are Fang Mo?"

Bai Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Fang Mo coldly.

Fang Mo didn't answer, but glanced at the hundreds of sword cultivators behind Baihong, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Those hundreds of powerful sword cultivators were all at the seventh or eighth level of the Yuan Zhe Realm, and there were even two strong men at the ninth level of the Yuan Zhe Realm.

"These should be the strong people of your Heavenly Sword Sect."

The corners of Fang Mo's mouth curled up slightly.

"Fang Mo, in just half a year, you crazily slaughtered nearly a million people. The crime is heinous and heinous. Today, I, the Heavenly Sword Sect, will do justice for the heavens and completely kill you, the devil!"

Bai Hong shouted in a deep voice.

"Hehe, doing justice for the sky? What a big tone."

Fang Mo sneered.

"The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. This is an eternal law in the world. This seat is just weeding out those weak, besides..."

Speaking of this, Fang Mo changed the subject, looked at Bai Hong coldly, and said:

"Besides, what kind of thing are you, Tianjianzong, who dare to point fingers in front of me?"

"You! You devil, you are so shameless when you are about to die!"

Bai Hong was furious.

"Jian Yi, take down this devil!"

As soon as the words fell, a person jumped out from behind Baihong, turned into a stream of light and landed on the square.

Jian looked at Fang Mo expressionlessly, exuding the terrifying aura of the Ninth Level of Primordial Realm, his whole body was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which made people tremble and dare not look directly at him.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent is soaring to the sky.

Fang Mo directly ignored Jian Yi in front of him, smiled and said to Bai Hong:

"Old thing, I also prepared a surprise for you."

"Hmph, Fang Mo, if you are eloquent today, you will not escape death!"

Bai Hong snorted coldly.

However, he also had some doubts in his heart.

This devil has always looked confident from the beginning to the end, even in the face of a strong man at the ninth level of the primordial realm.

Is there anything to rely on?

Or is the powerful magician behind him nearby?

Thinking of this, Bai Hong secretly glanced around.

"Little baby, who gave you the courage to offend the blood lord?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from a distance.

Bai Hong frowned slightly, and looked into the distance.

In the next second, Baihong's expression changed drastically.

I saw that the sky in the distance was as black as ink, and the demonic energy was billowing, covering the sky and covering the earth.

The magic thunder roared and roared into the sky.

And the demonic energy that covered the sky and the sun was still rapidly approaching here.

With such a long distance, Bai Hong could already feel the monstrous magic power, like the doomsday.

"This... is this a large-scale attack by the Demonic Dao?"

Baihong's face was livid, and his tone was uncertain.

And those Tianjianzong disciples were even more unbearable. Many of them had already started to tremble and their faces were pale.

Soon, the billowing devilish energy came before his eyes.

And Bai Hong finally saw clearly the scene in the endless devil energy.

Chapter 188 Bai Hong's Shock

Hundreds of blood-robed demon cultivators, with indifferent faces and exuding a monstrous devilish energy, walked towards the square mightily.

The magic power is vast, and the world changes color.

Seeing such a terrifying formation, the thousands of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples in the square had already collapsed to the ground.

In mid-air, the Hundred Heavens Sword Sect expert also had a dignified expression.

Bai Hong's pupils narrowed slightly, and he stared closely at the hundreds of blood-robed demon cultivators, all of whom were at the Primordial Realm.

What disturbed Bai Hong the most was that the few people in front of the demon cultivator team actually had the aura of the ninth level of the Primordial Realm...

Damn it, is the Demonic Dao really ready to go to war with the entire Righteous Dao? !

Baihong's face became more and more ugly.

Just when Bai Hong was in doubt.

"See Blood Lord!"

"Master Blood Lord, your strength is boundless!"

"Slay gods and demons, I am the only one!"

Hundreds of blood-robed demon cultivators knelt on one knee in front of Fang Mo, shouting in unison, the sound shook the heavens.

This scene made Baihong look shocked.

These blood-robed demon cultivators are all Fang Mo's subordinates? ?

Everyone present was stunned by this shocking scene.

"This this…"

Fang Long also woke up leisurely at this time, muttering to himself in disbelief.

At the same time, four figures landed in front of Fang Mo, namely the Burning Heaven Demon Lord, the Five Poison Rakshasa, the Demon Boy, and a spooky old man.

"Subordinates are late, please forgive me, Blood Lord!"

The four of them knelt on one knee with respectful expressions.

"It's okay."

Fang Mo's tone was calm.

The four got up, stood aside respectfully, and looked at the people of Tianjianzong with cold eyes.

As soon as Jian saw this, his face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to move rashly.

He felt that he had been locked by two powerful auras, and these two auras were not weaker than him at all.

"Five Poison Rakshasa?!"

Not far away, Ding Jianshan was shocked.

He found that the Five Poison Rakshasa actually exuded the aura of the eighth level of the Primordial Realm.

Moreover, the Five Poison Rakshasa at the eighth level of the Primordial Realm was so respectful to Fang Mo.

This Fang Mo was as expected, it was not simple!

At this moment, Mojun Fentian took a step and looked at Jian Yi.

"Little baby, if you dare to provoke the blood master, you are quite courageous, so let the old man send you on your way."

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose, the air twisted and creaked.

There was a hot and unbearable feeling in the hearts of everyone present.

In the next second, a group of golden flames appeared out of thin air in the palm of Burning Demon Monarch, dazzling.

Jian Yi secretly condensed his sword energy, his face solemn.