Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Ouyang Yuan was pale and trembling all over.

He could no longer bear the coercion alone.

Others were even more unbearable, and some had already fallen into a coma.

On the other side, the blood-robed demon cultivators did not feel a trace of coercion and remained motionless.

"Essential Master Realm Ninth Level..."

Fang Mo murmured softly, with a contemptuous tone.

But the movement of his hands still didn't stop, he kept kneading.

"court death!"

Fang Mo's ignorance directly angered Cui Lang.

The sky was dark and the ground was dark, the wind was surging, the vitality of the world suddenly rioted, and several vitality tornadoes like pillars of heaven rose from the ground and blasted at Fang Mo.

The earth trembled, flying sand and rocks, like the end of the world.

The ground was plowed out several huge chasms, bottomless.

Ouyang Yuan, who was not far away, looked at this scene with a carefree smile.

Devil, let me see how you die!

The rest of the people also watched this scene with burning eyes, their eyes were unblinking, and they were looking forward to it.

Looking forward to watching the bloodthirsty monster, the Blood Lord, go to death with his own eyes.

"Hum..."

Yi Shui'er sneered again and again, her beautiful eyes were full of disdain.

These guys have no idea how terrifying the master is.

Kill the master?

Hmph, what a fool is talking about.

Fang Mo slowly withdrew his hand unhurriedly, feeling the delicate softness remaining between his fingers, and flicked his fingers lightly.

"Om..."

Everyone only felt a roar in their ears, and an invisible wave of air swept across the sky and the earth, quietly and without breath.

Immediately afterwards, the tornado of vitality dissipated in an instant, as if it had never appeared before, and the world returned to calm.

"This... what's going on?!"

Cui Lang watched this scene in shock, a little at a loss.

Even Meng Fan, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Mo.

This blood lord actually blocked Cui Lang's blow?

Blocking a blow from the ninth level of the Yuanshi Realm?

Just kidding!

No, this blood lord is a bit weird, does he have any powerful treasures on him?

Ouyang Yuan and other monks not far away were stunned, not knowing what happened.

They didn't understand why the strike from the ninth level of the Yuanshi Realm disappeared.

"Ninth level of Yuanshi Realm, it's not enough."

At this time Fang Mo shook his head slowly and said softly.

"Hmph, do you think you can use some life-saving measures to compete against a cultivator at the ninth level of Yuanshi Realm? It's ridiculous!" Cui Lang snorted coldly.

In his opinion, Fang Mo must have used some life-saving means to offset his attack just now.

"Next, I will let you know what despair is..."

Speaking of this, Cui Lang paused, glanced at Yi Shui'er and Linglong, and continued with a lewd smile:

"But don't worry, after I kill you, I will treat these beauties around you well...hehe..."

Hearing this, Yi Shui'er and Linglong raised their brows upside down, and their faces were frosty.

Looking at Cui Lang was like looking at a dead person.

"interesting…"

Fang Mo smiled, but there was no warmth in his smile.

"Give me death!"

Cui Lang roared loudly, and the energy in his body exploded, and a giant cyan tornado condensed and rotated around him, heading straight into the sky.

At this moment, blood flashed, and a ferocious tentacle directly pierced through the tornado and plunged into Cui Lang's dantian.

"puff!"

Chapter 258 Despair

Cui Lang spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the bloody tentacles on his abdomen in disbelief.

"This... what is this..."

There was a trace of pain in Cui Lang's trembling voice.

As soon as the words fell, the huge tornado dissipated, and his figure appeared in front of everyone again.

Cui Lang stood motionless, a bloody tentacle penetrated his abdomen.

The picture seems to be still.

"This…"

"How is this going?!"

"impossible!"

Everyone looked at this scene in horror and couldn't believe it.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Ouyang Yuan turned pale with shock and exclaimed.

A super strong man at the ninth level of the Yuanshi Realm was actually pierced through his body? ?

Is this an illusion?

Yes, this must be an illusion!

Ouyang Yuan kept comforting himself in his heart.

At this time, Meng Fan and the fat black man not far away also changed their expressions.

Cui Lang was seriously injured without any resistance? !

What the hell is this blood master doing!

Meng Fan looked at Fang Mo in horror, only then did he realize that he seemed to have greatly underestimated the blood lord of this prison place.

Suddenly, Cui Lang moved, he was rolled up by the bloody tentacle, and he retreated rapidly.

"you dare!"

Meng Fan gave a low shout and jumped up.

The aura of the ninth level of Yuanshi Realm exploded, and he slashed at the bloody tentacles.

The sky-shattering golden saber energy pierced through the void, almost tearing the sky and the earth apart.

"Did this seat make you move?"

The cold voice exploded in Meng Fan's ears like thunder.

Meng Fan's complexion changed drastically, and before he could react, the golden saber energy was drawn away by a bloody tentacle.

And he himself also slammed into the ground with a bang.

"Director Meng!"

The fat black man exclaimed, his figure flickered, and he came to the deep pit.

"Ahem...I'm fine."

Meng Fan stood up slowly at the bottom of the pit, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of fear.

How could this Blood Lord be so strong? !

What are those greasy, bloody tentacles? ?

Damn, isn't this the place of the cage? !

How can I get hurt? !

Meng Fan's expression was startled and uncertain, and his face became more and more ugly.

This sudden scene also directly shocked everyone.

Seeing Meng Fan who was driven to the bottom of the pit, Ouyang Yuan's eyes widened, terrified.

Even the strong man at the ninth level of the Yuanshi Realm is no match for the Blood Lord, and it seems that he is still unable to protect himself...

How could the blood lord be so powerful?

Despair gradually surged in Ouyang Yuan's heart.

At the same time, Cui Lang has been brought before Fang Mo.

"Woman who covets me, I appreciate your courage."

The corner of Fang Mo's mouth curved slightly, and said softly.

"Ho..."

Cui Lang was speechless in pain, and could only stare at Fang Mo with horrified eyes.

He never imagined that his cultivation at the ninth level of the Yuanshi Realm would be defeated so easily by this blood lord.