Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

The voice of the thousand-year tree demon fell, and a twisted and ferocious rhizome rushed towards Fang Mo at high speed.

Fang Mo gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing a sly smile.

"Oh!"

After a loud noise, the twisted rhizome retracted extremely quickly.

"This...this is..."

The gray eyes of the Wannian Dryad fixedly stared at the black coffin in front of Fang Mo, and his voice was full of surprise.

Before, it was attracted by Fang Mo's blood, and didn't pay much attention to the black coffin on his back.

But just after its rhizome came into contact with the black coffin, it felt a monstrous terrifying demonic energy from the black coffin, and that aura made it feel deep heart palpitations!

There is great terror in this black coffin!

"Where did you get this black coffin?!"

The Wannian Dryad asked sharply.

There was a trace of deep fear in the voice.

"Hehe, are you afraid?"

Fang Mo also saw the fear of the Wannian Tree Demon, and sneered.

"Little guy, do you know what kind of monster is sealed in this black coffin?!"

The Wannian Dryad shouted sharply.

"I don't need to know, I only want you to die today!"

Fang Mo's voice was as cold as ice.

Immediately, Fang Mo reached out to the two purple talismans on the black coffin.

As if the existence in the black coffin had sensed Fang Mo's intentions, it also began to shake violently.

For a while, the devilish energy was billowing, gushing and churning.

"Wait, stop!"

The Wannian Dryad shouted to stop Fang Mo, with a hint of fear in his gray eyes.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if you release the monster in the black coffin!"

Fang Mo seemed to have never heard of it.

"The old man guards here to prevent the forbidden zone from being destroyed. Once the forbidden zone is destroyed, the passage between the barren domain and the Tianbei domain will be opened, and the barren race will come to the Tianbei domain again!"

"When the time comes, people will die, and you will be the sinner of the entire Tianbei Territory!"

The Wannian Dryad roared angrily.

"Hehe, what a waste of life?"

Fang Mo stopped his movements, turned his head to look at the Wannian Tree Demon, and said slowly:

"Even if it's all dead, what does it have to do with me?"

"you!!"

The gray eyeball of the Wannian Dryad stared at Fang Mo.

It didn't expect the human being in front of it to be so cold-blooded and decisive. This is the idea of ​​dying with itself!

"Wait, the old man will never let you go, it will never hurt your life!"

The gray eyeballs of the Wannian Dryad kept rolling, appearing extremely nervous.

"Hehe, let me go?"

Fang Mo sneered.

"I told you to die today, you must die!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Mo put his hand directly on a purple talisman, and tore it fiercely.

Seeing this, the Wannian Dryad suddenly shrank its gray eyes, terrified.

Immediately afterwards, countless rhizomes and branches heavily blocked the eyeballs and took a defensive posture.

At the same time, Fang Mo's complexion changed, he couldn't lift the purple talisman!

In the next second, the blood energy in Fang Mo's hands surged, and he exerted force again.

"Damn!"

Fang Mo cursed in a low voice, his expression completely changed.

The purple talisman remained motionless.

Seeing this, Fang Mo glanced at the heavily defended Ten Thousand Year Tree Demon. Without hesitation, he picked up the black coffin and turned into a beam of blood, and fled towards the distance.

After a few breaths, the Wannian Dryad sensed something was wrong and withdrew its defense.

There was nothing in front of me.

"Cunning guy!!"

The ten thousand year tree demon roared, and the ten thousand zhang tree body trembled continuously.

Countless ferocious roots slapped the surrounding ground frantically, as if venting their anger at being teased.

"Boom..."

Hearing the loud noise behind him, Fang Mo's expression was gloomy, and he walked forward at top speed without saying a word.

Wherever it went, all the monsters turned into corpses.

Chapter 271

On the outskirts of the Luoyun Mountain Range, the ghost Taoist put away the blood pill that had just been sacrificed, with a smile on his face.

In the past few days, he finally cleaned up the monsters outside the Luoyun Mountain Range.

It has to be said that the number of monsters in the Luoyun Mountain Range is indeed astonishing, and more than ten blood essence pills have been condensed in the periphery alone.

Just when the ghost Taoist turned around and was about to enter the depths of the Luoyun Mountains to perform sacrifices, he saw a figure coming through the sky in the distance.

"Master... Master?!"

When he saw the figure clearly, the ghost Taoist's complexion changed drastically, and he cried out in surprise.

At this moment, Fang Mo's clothes were torn, his face was pale, and he was carrying a strange black coffin behind him.

"My lord, you... what's wrong with you?!"

The ghost Taoist spoke anxiously, and hurried forward.

"go back."

Fang Mo didn't explain anything, and spit out two words coldly with a blank face.

When the ghost Taoist saw this, his heart trembled, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and followed closely behind without saying a word.

...

At the same time, a group of people were walking out from the Hidden Soul Mountain Range, carrying a strong bloody aura.

The leaders were Yi Shui'er, Yuchitu and Ling Yu.

After more than half a month, the monsters in the Soul Hidden Mountain Range were finally wiped out, and all of them turned into blood pills.

At this time, Yi Shui'er's beautiful face was a bit gloomy, because another group of people suspected of being outsiders appeared in the cage.

Moreover, during this period of time, hundreds of blood-cloaked demon cultivators who went to hunt and kill monsters have already been murdered.

"The group of people from the outside world were not kind, so it seems that they can only return to the Blood Temple for the time being."

Yi Shui'er frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

Everyone didn't have any objections, only Yuchitu smashed a giant tree beside him with a punch, and said in a muffled voice:

"I will retreat when I go back. One day, I will beat these guys to death one by one!"

There was a hint of aggrieved in the angry voice.

Hearing this, a trace of complexity flashed in Yi Shui'er's beautiful eyes.

I thought that people like myself had entered the realm fast enough, and they had already surpassed the realm of the five great suzerains.

But now it is discovered that in front of those outsiders, it is not worth mentioning at all.

They still had to rely on their master's protection, which made everyone somewhat ashamed.

"Okay, we should go."

As Yi Shui'er said, he waved his hand lightly, and a huge flying boat appeared in front of everyone.

"Hehe, you can't go anywhere."

A voice sounded above everyone's heads, followed by a powerful coercion covering the audience.

The faces of all the blood-robed demon cultivators were pale, with blood gushing from their mouths, and some of them couldn't even support themselves and fell to the ground.

Yi Shui'er was also pale at this time, looking at the front with a serious face.

I saw a bloody flying boat slowly descending, and two mysterious figures in scarlet robes descended from it.

One tall and one short, one fat and one thin, wearing a hood, with a terrifying aura.

"Outsiders..."

Yi Shui'er's pupils constricted and her face sank like water.

The two outside cultivators in front of them are of the ninth level of Yuanshi Realm.

Obviously not everyone can compete.

"Hehe, there are quite a few people."

The tall and thin monk looked at the crowd and spoke slowly, his tone was cold.

These days, the two met dozens of monks wearing blood robes. Although they were all low-level cultivators in the Primordial Realm, they did not ask for any information.