Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

The frightening power directly caused the two Yi Shui'er in the distance to faint.

With the influx of heaven and earth vitality, the corpse fairy's exposed skeleton grew flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo's eyes suddenly shot a bright light.

In the next second, two ferocious blood-colored tentacles plunged straight into the flesh and blood of the Corpse Immortal.

A strange thing happened. With the appearance of two bloody tentacles, the body of the Corpse Immortal stopped growing flesh and blood.

But the vitality of the surrounding world is still pouring into the corpse fairy's body continuously.

With the agitation of the bloody tentacles, Fang Mo showed a trace of satisfaction.

"You... how dare you..."

The Corpse Immortal also noticed something strange, and stared at Fang Mo with black gray eyes.

I worked so hard to absorb the vitality of the world and transform it into blood and flesh, but it was absorbed by the guy in front of me in a blink of an eye.

The current Corpse Immortal is like a blood energy transfer station, he is responsible for absorbing and transforming the vitality of the world, and then handing it over to be absorbed by Fang Mo.

"I... want to keep you in Jiuyou forever..."

The Corpse Immortal's tone was serious and furious.

"Hehe, old fellow, if you were talking about your strength in life, I wouldn't dare to provoke you."

The corners of Fang Mo's mouth rose, revealing a wicked smile.

"But now, hehe..."

As he said that, the blood-colored tentacles absorbed more forcefully.

After a few breaths, the original flesh and blood on the body of the Corpse Immortal was actually melting.

Obviously, the Corpse Immortal could not absorb the vitality of heaven and earth at the same rate as Shang Mo.

Seeing this, the Corpse Immortal had no choice but to increase the speed of absorbing the vitality of the world.

As a result, an extremely strange scene appeared in the hall.

Several whirlpools of vitality appeared above the corpse fairy's head, and even the vitality of heaven and earth outside the temple flowed into them continuously.

On Fang Mo's side, blood mist rose all over his body, and his blood was soaring.

Wan'er in the distance stared at this scene with wide-eyed eyes. Through the spiritual connection, Wan'er knew that Fang Mo was not in any danger, and instead got great benefits from that ugly guy.

In the corner, Yi Shui'er and Yuchitu woke up leisurely. Seeing the scene in front of them, Yi Shui'er opened his mouth in shock and was speechless.

"Master really deserves to be a tentacle monster..."

Yuchitu on the side looked at Fang Mo in awe, and muttered secretly.

Three hours later.

"Junior...you...what do you want?"

The Corpse Immortal finally couldn't take it anymore, and stared at Fang Mo.

He absorbed the vitality of the world for so long, and made wedding dresses for others. Not only that, but he also felt that he was getting weaker and weaker.

No one can bear this.

"This seat wants to use you to assist in cultivation."

Chapter 205

"You...you are presumptuous..."

The Corpse Immortal glared at Fang Mo.

He is a majestic corpse immortal, the founder of the sect, and the strongest existence in the cultivation world. He has never been humiliated like this before.

"Junior...do you know who I am??"

The Corpse Immortal's tone was serious.

"Hehe, Immortal Corpse, the founder of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect thousands of years ago, is infinitely close to the existence of Yuan King Realm."

"Junior, since you know my identity, why don't you let me go quickly... I promise, I will send you a great fortune, leading to the Yuan King Realm!"

The corpse fairy's tone was full of temptation.

"Hehe, old guy, do you know who this seat is?" Fang Mo smiled lightly.

"Who are you?"

The Corpse Immortal looked at Fang Mo suspiciously.

"I was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect a year ago, so I still have to call you Patriarch..."

Fang Mo looked at the Immortal Corpse playfully.

"you…"

The Corpse Immortal looked at Fang Mo in astonishment.

He never expected that this hateful guy in front of him turned out to be his sect's junior!

It was this sect junior who dug himself out of the grave in order to absorb blood energy and assist him in his cultivation?

"You... you are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors! Great rebellion!!"

The Corpse Immortal roared, and the temple shook.

"Old man, this seat not only deceived the master and exterminated the ancestors, but also razed the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect to the ground... Hahahaha..."

Fang Mo couldn't stop laughing.

"You...you bastard!"

The Corpse Immortal cursed angrily.

"Old man, don't challenge this seat's patience, otherwise this seat will turn you into a mindless puppet, just like him..."

As he spoke, Fang Mo held his right hand towards Qin Fengxie Lingkong, the previous suzerain of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

In the next second, Qin Fengxie was brought to Fang Mo.

"Do you know who he is?"

Fang Mo pointed at Qin Fengxie in front of him.

"He is the suzerain of the previous generation of Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, hehe."

Before the Corpse Immortal could speak, Fang Mo answered on his own.

Hearing this, the Corpse Immortal glared at Fang Mo viciously.

Fang Mo ignored the corpse fairy's anger, but put his hand on Qin Fengxie's head.

Immediately afterwards, he saw countless blood threads spreading out from his hands, and penetrated into Qin Fengxie's body.

With blood entering his body, Qin Fengxie's body began to tremble violently.

After a while, Qin Fengxie's body returned to calm and stopped shaking.

"Go to the corner and stay there."

Fang Mo said calmly to Qin Fengxie's corpse.

As soon as the words fell, 'Qin Fengxie' suddenly opened his eyes, but the eyes were extremely empty, and then slowly walked towards the corner of the wall.

"you…"

The Corpse Immortal stared at Fang Mo, speechless.

There was a hint of shock in the angry eyes.

As the founder of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, how could he fail to see that Qin Fengxie had been refined into a corpse puppet at this time.

And what shocked the corpse fairy was that Qin Fengxie was a corpse in the Yuanshi realm, and this young junior in front of him could refine him into a corpse puppet so easily!

Thinking of this, the Corpse Immortal finally woke up from his boundless anger, and carefully looked at this junior in front of him.

A moment later, the corpse fairy's pupils shook violently, and he was shocked.

I can't see through the junior in front of me, I can only see the boundless bloody aura, and the terrifying scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood...

This junior is too weird.

"Have you seen enough?"

A faint voice brought the Corpse Immortal back to his senses.

As soon as the corpse fairy raised his head, he met Fang Mo's cold gaze, and his heart tightened for no reason.

"You... you let the old man go, the old man can teach you high-level exercises, high-level exercises that can break through the Yuan King realm!"

The Corpse Immortal's tone was not as strong as before, and there was a hint of begging in his eyes.

"unnecessary."

Fang Mo shook his head slightly.

"Say, what do you need??"

The Corpse Immortal spoke urgently.

"This seat only needs you."

Fang Mo said lightly.

"You... you who bully your master and destroy your ancestors! You bully people too much!!"

The Corpse Immortal roared, and his shriveled face became more and more terrifying.

In the next second, a horrible corpse aura surged out of the body of the corpse fairy.

The sky above the entire Blood God Temple was filled with corpse energy, and it was pitch black, with faint thunder roaring inside.

Such a shocking vision made the hearts of countless blood-robed demon cultivators tremble.

In the main hall, the air of corpses filled the air and froze.

Yi Shui'er and Yuchitu had blood on the corners of their mouths, struggling to hold on.