Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

"Sixth level of Yuanling Realm?!"

Leng Yu couldn't believe that he, who was at the eighth level of the Yuanling Realm, was forced into this situation by a guy at the sixth level of the Yuanling Realm.

At this time, the bride in red came back to Fang Mo with a dead body, blood dripping from her fingertips.

Fang Mo retracted the blood field, revealing the hell-like scene inside.

There was not a complete corpse, and there were broken arms and limbs all over the ground. The blood soaked the ground red, exuding a strong bloody smell.

Leng Yu looked at the Shura-like scene in front of her with an ugly expression, and then glanced at the bride in red beside Fang Mo,

This corpse refining is obviously only the breath of the sixth level of the Yuanling Realm, so strong is a bit too outrageous...

No, the blood mist just now was weird!

Leng Yu looked at Fang Mo who was walking slowly,

Is he really only at the sixth level of Yuanling Realm?

Could it be the first peak's new evildoer freak?

But I haven't heard that there is a monster at the sixth level of the Yuanling Realm on the first peak.

Thinking of this, Leng Yu resisted the pain in his body, and said: "Wait, I'm from the first peak, you can't kill me!"

"Why can't people from the first peak be killed?" Fang Mo said lightly.

"Eh... this... I, I..."

Leng Yu was rendered speechless by Fang Mo's question.

As one of the top [-] corpses, even though he is at the bottom of the list, he is also a strong person on the corpse list.

Usually Leng Yu has always regarded himself as a strong man, ordinary disciples don't pay attention to him, he is used to domineering, never encountered such a situation.

From time to time, Leng Yu glanced at the cave entrance of the Xuanji Yincao,

Damn close night!Why don't you come out!

Leng Yu still had a little luck in his heart, he was looking forward to Guan Ye appearing to turn the situation around.

What he didn't know was that at this time, Guan Ye was holding the Tianxuan Ji Yincao and pressing it against the wall inside the cave with a tense expression on his face. He had seen everything that happened outside the cave just now.

Guan Ye was absolutely certain that the guy outside at the sixth level of the Yuanling Realm was definitely the evildoer of the first peak!

Especially the arrow shot by the other party just now, the momentum and power, can definitely kill him with one arrow!

Guan Ye is not stupid, going out now is tantamount to courting death.However, after Leng Yu died, it would definitely be his turn.

The more Guan Ye thought about it, the uglier his face became...

On the other side, Leng Yu's eyes lit up, and he said: "I... I can give you Yuan Qi, Yuan Shi, and pills. I can give you whatever you need!"

"Kill you, these are mine too."

Fang Mo clasped all five fingers, and directly lifted Leng Yu up.

"You...you can't kill me! I...my brother is Leng Yunfeng!"

Because of suffocation, Leng Yu's face flushed red, and he spoke with difficulty.

"Leng Yunfeng?"

Fang Mo was a little puzzled.

Chapter 58 Subduing the Second Grade Alchemist

"That's right! It's Leng Yunfeng, who is in the top [-] on the corpse list!"

Leng Yu nodded vigorously in a panic.

"Sorry, I don't know you."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Mo directly pinched Leng Yu's neck.

Leng Yu couldn't believe it until his death, that he, a majestic master of the corpse list, would die at the hands of a small sixth-level disciple of Yuanling Realm.

...

At the same time, the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

In the dark cave, an evil and charming man with silver hair opened his eyes suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the charming man took out something from the storage ring, which turned out to be a broken puppet.

"Who is it! I will definitely find you, so that you can't live or die!"

The cold and angry voice resounded throughout the cave.

...

"Top twenty on the corpse list, Leng Yunfeng..."

Fang Mo looked at Leng Yu's body, and secretly remembered the name Leng Yunfeng in his heart.

Then he began to absorb Leng Yu's blood energy, and as the thick blood energy continuously poured into Fang Mo's body, an indescribable expression of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Fang Mo couldn't help but snorted softly, this was the most intense blood he had ever absorbed.

After a long time, Fang Mo slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling the soaring cultivation in his body, Fang Mo showed a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a monk at the eighth level of Yuanling Realm!

Fang Mo was on the verge of breaking through again by himself alone. If he absorbed the second peak master Guan Ye, he should be able to break through to the seventh level of Yuanling Realm!

Thinking of this, Fang Mo turned his head to look at the hole on the cliff.

"It's your turn, Master of the Second Peak, Guan Ye."

Fang Mo licked the corner of his mouth and said.

As soon as Fang Mo raised his hand, he directly retracted the five-element trap at the entrance of the cave.

Looking at the still dark entrance of the cave, Fang Mo squinted his eyes and let the bride in red rush in.

After a few breaths, Fang Mo's face changed, and he turned into a red light and rushed into the cave entrance.

After half a stick of incense, Fang Mo appeared on the other side of the mountain with a gloomy expression.

"Ha ha…"

Looking at the fresh soil under his feet, Fang Mo never imagined that Guan Ye actually opened up the mountain along the hole and ran away from the back mountain...

Fang Mo glanced into the distance expressionlessly, then turned around and returned the same way.

Fang Mo, who had returned to the canyon, was just about to collect the loot when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wu Mo lying on the ground not far away from the corner of his eyes.

Fang Mo walked over and looked at the clothes on Wu Mo's body. He was obviously not a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

"who are you?"

Fang Mo said lightly.

"I...my name is Wu Mo, and I am a second...second-level alchemist..."

Wu Mo's voice trembled slightly, and his heart was terrified.

The man in front of him at the sixth level of the Yuanling Realm not only slaughtered a group of monks at the sixth level of the Yuanling Realm, but also turned a monk at the eighth level of the Yuanling Realm into a mummy...

"A second-level alchemist... is actually at the seventh level of the Yuanling Realm."

There was a hint of surprise in Fang Mo's tone.

"Yes... yes, senior, my friends and I came to search for the dark grass of Xuanji, but unexpectedly, we were captured by them... Sigh"

Wu Mo subconsciously glanced at the dead Shilong.

"Aren't you a sect disciple?"

"Senior, I am a casual cultivator."

"Don't call me senior, call me son."

"Yes, son."

"Just follow me for now."

Fang Mo waved his hand to release the restraint on Wu Mo.

"Thank you sir."

Wu Mo looked grateful.

Suddenly, Fang Mo pressed Wu Mo's shoulder.

"Your...Young master, you...what do you mean?"

Wu Mo's face became panicked, and he realized that his own energy was imprisoned.

"You need to give me a reason to trust you..."

Fang Mo said quietly.

After a while, Wu Mo turned to the sky and said resolutely: "I...I swear, I will never betray my son, no... otherwise, I will be punished by thunder from the sky, and I will die!"

This is the oath of the way of heaven. In the general practice world, anyone who bet on a covenant or something is an oath of the way of heaven.

Once you violate the oath of the way of heaven, you will inevitably encounter demons in your future practice.

Fang Mo stared at Wu Mo without saying a word.

After counting breaths, sweat began to ooze from Wu Mo's forehead.

In the next second, Wu Mo's face showed a decisive look, and he opened his mouth to spit out a black flame, and gently held it in front of Fang Mo.

Looking at the soul fire in front of him, Fang Mo slowly smiled.

Compared with the vague oath of heaven, Fang Mo is more willing to take everything in his own hands, including the lives of others.

After accepting Wu Mo's soul fire, Fang Mo ignored Wu Mo and began to concentrate on arranging the spoils.

Fang Mo picked up the black shield first, and the black shield became the size of a palm again.

Looking at the place shot through by the Bone Soul Chasing Bow, Fang Mo shook his head slightly, it's a pity to lose such a defensive element.