Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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The light golden sword is full of compassion and determination, symbolizing great perseverance, great perseverance, perseverance, and transcendence of others and others.

The killing intent of the black sword light is condensed, and the will of death is abundant, roaring like a thousand ghosts, like falling into the abyss, just take a look and sink into it.

The two types of swords are completely different. In the hands of Mo Qiu, they can be integrated into each other and evolve into chaos. When the sword comes out, everything is shocked.

Bystanders outside the arena, even Zhang Du and Lei Ze, looked solemn when they saw this.

The other cultivators were even more alarmed, and subconsciously retreated for hundreds of miles.

Unlike Moqiu.

The Holy Master's boxing technique is extremely simple, with almost no complex changes, and the power does not depend on the technique, but on its own background.

Simple and simple moves, every move has been tempered and mixed with her own strength, making simplicity to the extreme.

Punching out is a surge of mighty strength.

Infinite force converges on the front of the fist, no matter how complicated the changes are, they are all smashed with one punch. .

The condensed fist intent, like the sacred mountain that has been difficult for thousands of years, not only has the power to crush everything, but even ignore the influence of others' will.

Even the killing intent of the killing world from the ten directions is difficult to shake the Holy Master's mind.

Punch out, there is God!

After the initial temptation, one person and one ghost really slammed into each other, and the power revealed by each other also changed the color of those who saw it.

"So strong!"

"That man's swordsmanship is already approaching!"

"Yes, obviously the cultivation base is far inferior to that of the Holy Master, but the swordsmanship alone can come and go. Such a swordsmanship is really... unbelievable!"

"Holy Master is also well-deserved, the ghost body is solid, I am afraid that Jiuzhongtian has not seen it in tens of thousands of years, and after abandoning foreign objects, it can run rampant with the physical body alone."

"Well, when it comes to the background, the Holy Master is stronger!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhang." Lei Ze looked at Zhang Du:

"What do you think?"

Zhang Du pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Within a stick of incense, if Mo Qiu can find an opportunity, there should be a chance of winning."

If not...

Needless to say!

"I'm afraid it's not easy to get a chance." Lei Ze shook his head gently.

really.

The Holy Master is not a young man who has just entered the battlefield. He has rich experience and profound background, and what he is good at is calmness.

Don't ask for the opposite.

Although the explosive power is strong, the cultivation base is there after all. It is difficult to maintain such a powerful explosion for a long time, and it is not as durable as the Holy Master after all.

If there is no special secret method, I am afraid it is difficult to achieve.

But to talk about the secret method, the Holy Master has accumulated so many years, how can there be less?

"Peng!"

"when…"

A hundred swords and a fist collided.

The blade changed thousands of times in an instant, almost smashing the void.

And that fist edge showed a lustrous luster, actually ignoring the sharpness of Bai Pi Dao, and the halo shook lightly, and it blasted away the restraint outside.

Forcing Mo Qiu to change his moves.

Of course.

The Holy Master didn't dare to be careless. After all, the Baipi Dao was also of extraordinary quality. As long as she was slightly negligent, she might have been cut off by the long sword.

And Mo Qiu didn't dare to stay in one place.

Although his physical body is not weak, under the aftermath of the Holy Master's fist, he already feels a tingling pain.

"Shh!"

One person and one ghost pass by.

Mo Qiu hurriedly backed away, escaping ten miles to stop.

"Huh?" The Holy Master's beautiful eyes flashed, and he slowly stopped the movement in his hand:

"how?"

"Do you intend to give up?"

Her tone was as cold as ever, and the expression on her face did not change. It seemed that no matter what she asked for, it would be difficult for her to be truly moved.

"No." Mo Qiu shook his head and said:

"The Holy Master is a master and has superb boxing skills. Mo Mou admires it, but if you want to get rid of it, I'm afraid it won't be easy."

"but…"

"How long can you stay in this Nine Heavens?"

"Are you threatening me?" The Holy Master said lightly:

"You think that if you entangle me, I can't get the wood spirit divine fruit, and then I can't do without Jiuzhongtian, right or not?"

Mo Qiu didn't say a word, but his attitude was undoubtedly revealed.

He really can't do anything to the other party. The background of the Holy Master is too strong. If there is no Great Dao now, I am afraid that it will have become a Venerable Realm long ago.

Moreover, the opponent's fist is like a stubborn stone, even if he tries his best, he can't knock it open.

Fortunately.

It is impossible for the Holy Master to stay in Jiuzhongtian for too long.

"Ah…"

Looking at nothing, a trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the Holy Master:

"For thousands of years, do you really think that I just can't succeed in meditation?"

"In addition to practicing secret methods in the underworld, can't I do anything in this nine-layered heaven? Do I see the time of traction coming?"

Don't ask for a change in face.

next moment.

I saw the Holy Master make a light move with one hand, and several figures flew from a distance, and two of them respectfully presented the wood spirit divine fruit in their hands.

One of them is a middle grade.

The Holy Master held the divine fruit in his hand and looked indifferently:

"how?"

Using the influence of that year to draw a group of followers for her in Jiuzhongtian was nothing but an easy task for her.

"Huh..." Mo Qiu exhaled a long breath and spoke slowly:

"The Holy Master has been planning for thousands of years, and I admire it, but..."

He raised the storage bag in his hand, raised his voice, and said loudly:

"Everyone present, I have two wood spirit fruits here, as well as some spiritual medicines and magic weapons. As long as someone helps me solve the helpers around the Holy Master, the things will belong to you."

"Furthermore, for the next thousand years, Mo will stay in Jiuzhongtian, and I will do my best to help you get the divine fruit and go to the outer domain."

As soon as these words fell, the field suddenly fell silent.

He sucked in a breath of cold air, which came quietly.

Wood Spirit Divine Fruit, someone is willing to hand it over.

more importantly.

With Mo Qiu's strength, as long as he is willing, he is afraid that he can get a few divine fruits every hundred years. How can other people not be moved?

The Lord is strong, but it's going away.

Mo Qiu, but if he can stay here for a thousand years, it is obvious who can benefit from helping others.

In Jiuzhongtian, there has never been a shortage of people who are willing to work hard.

"Friend Mo, is this true?"

"As soon as a word is spoken, it is difficult for a horse to chase!"

The field was quiet, and then more than ten streamers swept in from all around, silently surrounding the Holy Master and others.

"interesting!"

Zhang Du held the sword and grinned lightly.

The powerhouses such as Lei Ze on the side are also standing on the sidelines.

Although the strength of the Holy Master is obviously stronger, even a lot stronger, but don't ask for a deep background, it is more advantageous here.

"Hey!"

At this time, the dead wood Taoist shook his head and said:

"They are dead?"

"Who?" Zhang Du turned his head:

"Old guy, although Mo Qiu is a newcomer, he shouldn't be underestimated."

"You don't understand." A sharp voice came from out of nowhere, sneering repeatedly:

"As long as the Holy Master thinks, no one can escape the past! You have reached this level, do you still think that the more people, the greater the strength?"

"You came too late. I have never seen the situation where the Holy Master swept the Jiuzhongtian alone five thousand years ago."

"Um?"

Zhang Du's face sank.

"interesting."

In the field, the Holy Master's beautiful eyes turned and glanced around, her expression finally changed a little, she nodded slowly, and said slowly:

"If that's the case, then you..."

"Just die!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Qiu felt a chill on his body, Da Luo Fa's eyes trembled wildly, and the world seemed to suddenly darken.

suffered!

"careful…"

Before the words could be spoken, a phantom had already enveloped the four directions, and the breath of the three big monsters and ghosts disappeared without a sound.

And Mo Qiu, has long been unable to care about other things.

A giant finger like a mountain pointed at it from a distance.

That finger was as crystal clear as jade, as big as a mountain, each section was a hundred feet long, and the texture of the skin bloomed with clear light, almost blasting through the void.

As soon as he pointed, the void in the land of Li Xu was stagnant.

Mo Qiu's body trembled violently, Beiyin Profound Art was pushed to the limit, a trace of flames emerged from the surface of the flesh, and the protective aura covered one side.

"boom!"

The void is broken, don't ask for blood to retreat.

And the giant finger, just a slight stagnation, clicked again.

"Humph!"

Mo Qiu, who was in the retreat, his eyes were ruthless, and he groaned suddenly, the stars in his mind all died out, and he rushed towards the Jizo Primordial Sword.

subconsciously.

Time seemed to stop running.

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A great compassion and great wish began to seep into Mo Qiu's heart.

In this regard, Mo Qiu had anticipated it for a long time, and his thoughts swayed, and a knife intent slashed directly at his own soul:

"Three corpses behead God!"

"Shh!"

A ray of distraction was cut out of his soul by him.

That distraction precisely includes the magical seed of the Ksitigarbha Primordial Sword.

But seeing the golden disc spinning above Mo Qiu's head, a Buddha's light emerged, and then a monk who was nine-point similar in appearance to him appeared.

The monk was wearing a white cassock, his hands clasped together, his eyes shining with Buddha light, and he bowed to everyone in the field, just like a real person:

"Amitabha!"

The Ksitigarbha original wish knife, the law has the first realm of primordial spirit!

The supernatural power has reached the realm of Fayou Yuanling, which has turned false into reality, and can be a real person, even Mo Qiu cannot control it.

After all, the monk in front of him also has his own spiritual wisdom. If you really look at it as a practice, it would be a big mistake.

He only pointed forward and said:

"Kill her and I'll set you free."

"Amitabha." The monk shook his head, waved his hand to block the attacking giant finger, and said:

"Poor monk, can't kill."

"you…"

Mo Qiu was stagnant, and before he had time to speak, several figures rushed behind him, each holding a magical treasure and blasting towards him.

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"Hold the Holy Master!"

"The poor monk is doing his best." The monk looked back, his eyes were separated from the Holy Master, his hands were folded in eleven salutes, and he stepped closer:

"Donor, there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering..."

"boom!"

Obviously, the Holy Master didn't intend to give him time to persuade, and punched him directly.