Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Fang Mo's voice sounded from behind.

Fu Qing was startled, he didn't even notice Fang Mo's appearance.

"Ah... Junior Brother, this place should be the place where the Danxia Sect stores the elixir, and it is protected by a formation."

Fang Mo looked up, and the two characters of "Dan Pavilion" came into view.

Then Fang Mo raised his hand to probe forward, and a colorful light curtain appeared, blocking Fang Mo's temptation.

"Junior brother, I tried it. This protective formation should be a fifth-order formation, but fortunately, after ten thousand years, its power has been greatly reduced, and it should be able to break through this formation after attacking for half an hour!"

Fu Qing reminded.

"Brother, step aside first."

Fang Mo said to Fu Qing calmly.

Fu Qing looked at Fang Mo suspiciously, but followed suit.

A powerful bloodthirsty aura erupted from Fang Mo's body, overwhelming and mighty.

The blood power is overwhelming, like the Nine Nether Demon God.

"This this…"

Fu Qing behind him felt a tremor from his soul, and looked at Fang Mo in horror.

Before, he had doubts about whether Fang Mo had anything to do with the death of those Tianjiao, but at this moment,

He believed it.

With such a terrifying coercion, even if he recovers to the strength of the primordial state, he cannot be Fang Mo's opponent.

He once felt this kind of oppressive feeling from Master Pei Kun...

Under Fu Qing's horrified gaze, Fang Mo waved his palm towards the formation expressionlessly.

Blood energy filled the air, and the space vibrated.

"Crack..."

There was a crisp sound from the formation light curtain, and a crack visible to the naked eye appeared on it.

Before Fu Qing had time to be surprised, in the next second, countless cracks covered the entire light curtain like spider webs.

"Crash..."

The formation light curtain was like a mirror, shattering suddenly.

"hiss…"

Fu Qing took a deep breath, and looked at Fang Mo in shock.

It took me half an hour to break through the formation, but was directly broken by Fang Mo's understated palm...

Is this the strength of the seventh level of the Yuanling Realm?

I'm afraid that my junior brother is even more evil than evil!

"Brother, let's go in."

Fang Mo's voice pulled Fu Qing back from the shock.

"Oh, okay... go in."

The two walked into Dan Pavilion.

Stepping into the Dan Pavilion, the thick fragrance of Dan rushes to the face, which makes people feel refreshed.

There are rows of stone shelves, on which are densely packed jade boxes of pills.

"Hahaha! Junior Brother, this Danxia Sect is indeed the Great Sect of Alchemy Dao, these pills are all ours!"

Fu Qing laughed wildly.

These elixirs are all the hidden secrets of the Danxia Sect thousands of years ago. This kind of opportunity can be called heaven defying.With these pills, there is hope for him to seek revenge on Pei Kun!

Fang Mo on the side didn't react as much as Fu Qing, after all, the pill was useless to him.

Fu Qing impatiently opened a jade box.

"Why is it empty!"

Fu Qing's eyes widened.

He hurriedly opened a jade box next to him...

"Why are they all empty..."

Fu Qing looked at the empty boxes on the ground in disbelief.

Fang Mo also frowned slightly, and looked up at the second floor.

"Go, go to the second floor."

"Yes, yes, go to the second floor to have a look!"

Fu Qing once again had hope.

The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the first floor, but the pill jade box here is still empty.

"Let's go, let's go to the third floor and have a look!"

This time before Fang Mo could speak, Fu Qing hurried up to the third floor.

There are relatively fewer shelves on the third floor, but the scent of pills in the air is stronger. Obviously, the pills placed here should be high-level pills.

There was a sound of rummaging through boxes...

After a long time,

Fu Qing fell to the ground in a daze, and murmured: "It's all empty..."

Fang Mo squinted his eyes, he felt more and more that this Danxia sect was weird.

"Brother, let's go and look elsewhere."

Fang Mo turned and left.

Fu Qing followed closely behind with an expression of unwillingness.

The moment the two of them stepped out of the Dan Pavilion, a beautiful figure hit the ground in front of them heavily.

"Junior Sister Yi?!"

Fu Qing exclaimed.

In the next second, a terrifying aura erupted from Fang Mo's body like a mountain torrent, and the vitality of the surrounding world directly rioted, and the blood was soaring.

"what happened?"

Fang Mo's tone was indifferent, but his eyes looked around warily.

"Master...Master, be careful of Yin corpses."

Yi Shui'er was a little weak, obviously seriously injured.

"Infernal corpse?"

Fang Mo frowned slightly.

"Roar!"

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying figure appeared not far away.

The cloudy air is billowing, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The air seemed to be frozen into bits of icicles.

"What a strong yin qi! I'm afraid this yin corpse has already cultivated to the primordial realm..."

Fu Qing said in a deep voice.

Fang Mo's face was expressionless, and the blood mist billowed behind him, faintly showing the image of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Roar! Roar!"

The three of Fang Mo seemed to arouse the viciousness of that terrifying ghost, and rushed towards the three of them.

The space it passed was frozen, and the sky was filled with ice, and the surrounding ground and walls were covered with layers of frost.

Fu Qing's face changed drastically, the bone-piercing cold made him tremble uncontrollably, subconsciously looked at Fang Mo beside him.

Fang Mo's eyes were cold, and he raised his right hand lightly, holding it in the air.

I saw the space behind the terrifying Yin Corpse vibrating, and the blood was soaring, showing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. A blood-colored giant hand protruded out of it, and directly grabbed the Yin Corpse.

"Roar!"

The Yin corpse roared, resounding through the sky.

Even Fu Qing had to use Yuanli to seal the ear veins.

But no matter how much the Yin Corpse struggled, it couldn't break free from the bloody giant hand, but instead clenched it tighter and tighter.

"boom!"

The next moment, the Yin Corpse was slammed into the ground by the bloody giant hand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The Yin corpse was smashed again and again, and countless cracks were cracked on the ground, spreading to the surroundings.

"... "

Fu Qing swallowed subconsciously, he was once again shocked by Fang Mo's terrifying strength.

The powerful ghost that can stagnate the air and freeze the ground has no power to fight back in front of Fang Mo...

At this moment, Fu Qing seriously suspected that Fang Mo was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in the small courtyard of Sifang City.

"Ouch..."

A deep and strange sound came from the mouth of the Yin Corpse, and then suppressed the Yin Qi that filled the sky.