Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, he can't afford revenge; Lei Shengyu, he can't afford revenge either; but you, a little-known guy, can I, the blood demon, still afford to offend? !

Blood Lord?Hehe, it sounded like a conceited idiot!

The blood demon old man sneered.

At this moment, he was already dazzled by anger, he just wanted to find that Fang Mo as soon as possible.

So much so that he ignored many things, for example, since he knew that killing his son and enemy was in the Five Poison Swamp, why didn't Lei Shengyu, who was in the Yuanshi realm, do it himself...

Chapter 193 Wan'er Appears

Five Poison Swamp, Blood Temple.

The two blood-robed demon cultivators stood outside the hall expressionlessly, motionless, like statues, full of demonic aura.

In the side hall, blood mist lingered and evil spirits billowed.

"nice."

Fang Mo looked at the ugly corpse in front of him, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

At this time, the evil corpse exudes a tyrannical aura of the eighth level of the primordial realm, with dark skin and a menacing aura.

Due to the improvement of Fang Mo's strength, the corpse sacrificed by his blood also benefited a lot, and entered the realm very quickly.

"Roar..."

The evil corpse whimpered at Fang Mo, his one-sided eyes were full of awe.

Suddenly, Fang Mo's heart moved, and a black coffin with purple patterns appeared in front of him. It was the Heisha coffin that had been silent for a long time.

The black evil coffin at this moment is like an ordinary coffin, without any evil spirit.

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Oh!"

The next moment, the entire Heisha coffin exploded, the air shook and sawdust flew.

"Roar…"

The evil corpse at the side seemed to have noticed something, and let out a low growl a little restlessly.

Fang Mo's expression was calm, his eyes passed through countless splashed sawdust, and he looked into the air.

Immediately afterwards, a red shadow floated down.

Black hair like waterfall, skin like jade.

The eyebrows are picturesque, and the city is absolutely beautiful.

Wearing a blood-colored red dress, fluttering in the wind, a pair of crystal clear jade feet were exposed, lightly touching the ground.

She is extremely beautiful, just like a banished fairy.

It was Wan'er whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

Wan'er became more and more stunning, Fang Mo lost his mind for a moment.

Just when he lost his mind, Wan'er lightened her feet, opened her arms, and flew towards him like swallows returning to their nests.

Nephrite was in his arms, looking at Wan'er who was hugging him tightly, Fang Mo's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Wan'er has reached the fifth level of Yuan Zhe Realm!

It seems that the Heisha coffin really helped Wan'er a lot.

"Master... Master."

A soft voice sounded from his arms, soft and heart-warming.

Fang Mo was stunned, and lowered his head, just in time to meet a pair of watery eyes, which were full of purity.

"Master, Wan'er is hungry."

As she spoke, Wan'er stretched out her pink tongue and licked the corner of her mouth lightly.

In such a scene, Fang Mo suddenly felt a flame rising from his lower abdomen, and his mouth was dry.

Fang Mo's complexion changed slightly, he took a deep breath, calmed down his hot emotions, and then slowly stretched out his fingers.

Looking at Wan'er who was constantly sucking her fingers, Fang Mo's eyes were complicated.

Looking at it now, Wan'er's mind is fully mature, but it is just like a blank sheet of paper, which needs guidance and learning.

Moreover, according to what Fu Qing said at the beginning, now Wan'er should be able to practice exercises like a monk.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was time to find a suitable exercise for Wan'er.

After a long time, Fang Mo felt the warmth and smoothness on his fingers disappear, and came back to his senses.

Wan'er's face was full of satisfaction.

"From now on, you will follow me."

Fang Mo said softly.

"Uh-huh!"

Wan'er nodded excitedly, looking at Fang Mo with eyes full of attachment.

Then Fang Mo took out the white jade skull, and Wan'er's beautiful eyes lit up with the strong corpse aura emanating from it.

Now she is also yearning for corpse aura.

Fang Mo placed the white jade skull in the center of the side hall, and in an instant, the whole side hall was filled with extremely strong corpse aura.

Wan'er hugged the white jade skull excitedly, greedily sucking in the corpse's breath.

Fang Mo looked at Wan'er, who was absorbing the corpse energy, with a calm expression. The blood essence and corpse energy complement each other, so that Wan'er can improve faster.

Not far away, the corpse stared at the white jade skull in Wan'er's hand, with a trace of longing in his eyes.

But it didn't dare to go forward, because it was afraid of Wan'er's strange corpse breath, so it could only shrink back and hide in a corner to absorb the corpse breath.

"Okay, you can absorb the corpse gas here first."

As Fang Mo said, he walked out of the hall.

"kindness?"

Fang Mo frowned, feeling his sleeves being pulled, he turned his head slowly.

"Master, don't go..."

I saw Wan'er clutching Fang Mo's sleeve tightly, looking at him nervously.

She thought Fang Mo was going to abandon her.

After sensing Wan'er's emotions, Fang Mo looked slightly relaxed, and said softly: "I won't go far, be obedient, and concentrate on improving your strength here."

"The stronger the strength, the more I like it, understand?"

"Oh…"

Wan'er nodded her head half understanding.

"Go, I'll be back soon."

Fang Mo slowly let go of Wan'er's little hand, turned and left the side hall.

...

At the same time, in another side hall.

The Five Poison Rakshasa is cultivating cross-legged, surrounded by a faint green mist.

Since the double cultivation with Fang Mo, and the high-level elixir given by Fang Mo, she has advanced rapidly.

"boom!"

The palace door was suddenly pushed open by a huge force.

The Five Poison Raksha was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master... Master?"

Wudu Raksha looked at Fang Mo with some doubts.

Is something wrong?

Just when the Five Poison Rakshasa was confused, Fang Mo pressed him directly on the stone table without saying a word...

...

A few days later, the blood demon old man drove the blood light boat to the Five Poison Mountains.

"kindness?"

The scene in front of him made the blood demon old man frown slightly.

I saw monks constantly coming from afar and entering the Five Poison Mountain Range.

Seeing this scene, the old Gorefiend almost thought he had come to the wrong place.

Isn't the Five Poison Mountains a forbidden place for monks? Why are there so many people?

Could it be that there are some rare treasure relics born in the Five Poison Mountains?

The Gorefiend old man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hey, the old man asks you, is there any rare treasure born in the Five Poison Mountain Range?"

The Gorefiend old man stopped a strong man in green clothes who was at the second level of the Primordial Realm.

"Old man, you think Yibao is crazy, you!"

The burly man in Tsing Yi glanced at the old Gorefiend speechlessly, and continued walking towards the mountains.

"Old man, don't think I'm afraid of you because you have red hair all over your head, get out of the way!"

The strong man in Tsing Yi looked at the old Gorefiend standing in front of him again, with a bad tone.

"Humph!"

The old Gorefiend snorted coldly, and the powerful aura of the seventh level of the Primordial Realm swept out.