Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"Master Blood Lord, this old man was sent by City Lord Lei."

The old Gorefiend didn't care about his image at this time, and hurriedly pulled out the banner in order to survive.

"Old Blood Demon..."

Fang Mo looked at the old Gorefiend expressionlessly, and muttered to himself.

He remembered that the blood demon old man seemed to have taken the blame for him once, and was captured by the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect. As for the follow-up, Fang Mo didn't know.

Unexpectedly, the old Gorefiend had defected to Lei Shengyu now.

After the name of the Blood Lord spread, Lei Shengyu must have known that he killed Lei Ling back then.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo's eyes turned cold.

"Since it was sent by Lei Shengyu, let's kill it."

Fang Mo's sudden words directly shocked the blood demon old man, and he was utterly horrified.

what's the situation?

Kill yourself without asking anything?

Could it be that this blood lord has enmity with Lei Shengyu? ?

Bah bah bah!Wasn't there a grudge, Lei Shengyu's sons were all killed by him.

It's over, I am self-defeating.

"and many more!"

The Gorefiend old man let out a loud roar, the veins on his neck bulging.

"Master Blood Lord, this old man was coerced by Lei Shengyu!"

Saying that, the old Gorefiend knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Oh?"

Fang Mo frowned slightly.

"Master Blood Lord, this old man is suffering..."

The old blood demon looked at Fang Mo with a complicated expression, his eyes were sad, and his tone was trembling.

The miserable appearance moved everyone present.

Fang Mo frowned slightly and remained silent.

"Master Blood Lord, this old man has been taking the blame for you all this time! Do you know how this old man has spent these past few months!"

The Old Gorefiend's voice was sad and indignant, as if he wanted to release all the suppressed pain in his heart.

"A few months ago, the old man was practicing in seclusion. Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect and Mixin Valley came to his door, saying that the old man killed the elder of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect and massacred two disciples..."

"Just like that, the old man was suppressed in the cave of ten thousand insects in a daze, and was bitten by thousands of poisonous insects every day, and his life was worse than death..."

"The most important thing is that the old man never did these things at all."

Speaking of this, there were faint tears in the eyes of the blood demon old man.

"Having been tortured like this for more than a month, the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect unexpectedly handed over the old man to Lei Shengyu!"

"That Lei Shengyu kept saying that I killed his son, but this old man doesn't even know what his son's name is!"

"Thus, Lei Shengyu used all kinds of torture to interrogate and torture the old man day and night, until he was released half a month ago."

"This old man can live until now, all because of his hard life..."

At this time, the blood demon old man was already crying.

After listening to the cries of the blood demon old man, the five poisonous Rakshasa and the demon boy had a trace of sympathy in their eyes.

Even the ghosts looked at him strangely.

"Cough cough..."

Fang Mo coughed lightly, and looked at the old blood demon with a strange expression.

The two had never met before, and they didn't expect that the blood demon old man would take the blame for him more than once...

"How about this, offer your soul fire, and I will spare your life."

Fang Mo looked at the old Gorefiend and said.

"This this…"

The blood demon old man's face was ugly. He thought that his tearful accusation would make the blood master let him go.

But he actually wanted to hand over his soul fire...

"Jie Jie, little baby, it is your honor to follow the Lord, why, don't you want to?"

Looking at the hesitant Gorefiend old man, the ghost Taoist spoke sullenly, with a cold tone.

The gloomy words made the old bloodfiend's hairs stand on end, and his face turned pale.

"I am... I am willing! I am willing to submit to Lord Blood Lord!"

Chapter 196 The Second Blood Warrior

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In the side hall, Wan'er dressed in red was surrounding a white jade skull to inhale the breath of corpses.

Fang Mo stared straight at the white jade skull, thoughtful.

In today's cultivation world, the only ones who can pose a threat to him are those few Yuanshi.

Moreover, if he killed the great elder of Tianjianzong, the lord of Tianjianzong would definitely not let him go. In addition, as a demon cultivator, Xiaoyaomen might also make a move.

There is also Lei Shengyu from Ten Thousand Corpse Sect and Sifang City. From this point of view, the situation is not good for him.

Thinking of this, three gray and white skulls suddenly appeared in Fang Mo's hands.

It was the secret treasure that was snatched from the Master of the Bones that day.

It's just that at this moment, the dark green flames in the eye sockets of the three skulls were extinguished, making them look extremely empty.

But Fang Mo could clearly feel the powerful aura contained in the three skulls, which should be the residual consciousness of the strong in the Yuanshi realm.

Fang Mo stared at the skull in his hand expressionlessly, and remained silent.

After a long time, Fang Mo put away the skull and waved for a blood-robed demon cultivator who was guarding outside the hall.

"Let the ghosts come and see me."

"Yes."

...

Not long after, the ghost Taoist walked in.

"Lord."

"kindness."

Fang Mo nodded slightly, expressionless.

Out of the corner of Daoist Gui's eyes, he suddenly caught sight of Wan'er not far away, and was slightly surprised.

What a beautiful woman!

This is probably where the Lord took it captive again...

Ghost Daoist thought with some evil taste in his heart.

"Ghost Taoist, what you practice should be the technique of ghosts?"

Fang Mo interrupted the ghost and Taoist's wild thoughts.

"Yes, my lord."

The ghost Taoist came back to his senses, and looked at Fang Mo with some doubts.

He didn't understand why Fang Mo suddenly asked this.

"This exercise should be very suitable for you."

As Fang Mo said, he threw a black jade slip to the Taoist ghost.

The ghost Taoist took the jade slip with some surprise. The ghost Taoism he practiced belonged to heretics, which was rare in the first place. He didn't expect Fang Mo to have a kung fu suitable for him here.

Immediately, the ghost Taoist probed his mind into the jade slip.

After a few breaths, Gui Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes couldn't hide the ecstasy.

"My lord... my lord, with this exercise, the old man's strength can be increased by at least [-]%!"

The ghost man's face was full of excitement.

"nice."

Fang Mo nodded slightly.

The practice book that was thrown to the ghost Taoist was exactly the 'Infernal Ghost Field' that was found from the ghost mother-in-law back then.

It's useless to keep it for yourself, just suitable for ghosts and Taoists.

"Old Taoist, thank you Lord for the reward!"

Gui Daoist's face straightened, he knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice.

You must know that in this 'cage place', with his strength at the ninth level of the Primordial Realm, it will be even more difficult to advance even half a step!

But this 'Infernal Ghost Domain' can increase one's own strength by [-]%!

One can imagine how powerful this exercise is.

The ghost Taoist respected Fang Mo more and more in his heart.

But Fang Mo's next words made Gui Taoist a little confused.

"Ghost Taoist, can I trust you?" Fang Mo stared at Ghost Daoist's eyes and spoke slowly.

"The old Taoist is willing to paint the ground with his heart and brains for the Lord, and he will not hesitate to die!"