Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Chapter 223

As soon as Fang Mo walked out of the side hall, he saw the Five Poison Rakshasa dressed in a light green gauze dress.

Unlike Yi Shui'er's eccentricity, there is no delicate gentleness and thoughtfulness, and it is not Chu Qian's kind of frosty beauty.

The five poisonous rakshas belong to the enchanting and charming beauty, with a slightly mature charm, of course, this is only in front of Fang Mo.

"Master, the alliance army formed by the two realms of true demon will arrive at the Five Poisons Mountain Range in three days."

The tone of the Five Poison Rakshasa was somewhat solemn.

The alliance army of the True Demon was led by several sect masters and the city lords of Sifang City, all of whom were Yuanshi Realm powerhouses, and this powerful formation could not help her not worry.

"It's okay, just save one by one to find the door."

Fang Mo smiled slightly and said lightly.

"This seat has prepared a surprise for them, hehe..." Looking

at the Sensen smile on Fang Mo's face, the heart of the five poisonous raksha tightened for no reason.

"By the way, Honza has given you a task."

"Master, please say."

The five poisonous rakshas knelt on one knee and were righteous.

"Within three days, this seat wants this Ice and Snow Palace Master to wear this willingly."

Saying that, a slender iron chain fell in front of the five poisonous rakshasa, and the front of the iron chain was a small collar.

The five poisonous rakshas looked at the iron chain in front of him, and his pupils shrank, which was clearly a dog chain!

"The concubine must live up to the master's trust!"

The five poisonous rakshas slowly picked up the iron chains on the ground.

Seeing this, Fang Mo walked expressionlessly to the other side hall.

Pushing open the door of the temple, a rich corpse aura rushed to the face, and a figure was suspended high in the air.

"Master!"

A blood-colored figure rushed into Fang Mo's arms like a milk swallow returning home.

"Master, that skull has been absorbed by Qiu'er, will Qiu'er be able to follow the master all the time in the future?"

Xuan'er opened her big bright eyes and looked up at Fang Mo expectantly.

In her world, Fang Mo was all she had, and she didn't want to be separated from Fang Mo for a moment.

Fang Mo did not speak, turning his head to look at the stone table in the distance.

I saw that the white jade skull on the stone table had cracked several cracks at this time, and the corpse qi on it had disappeared.

Seeing this, Fang Mo raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that the speed at which Xuan'er absorbed corpse qi was so terrifying.

"Well... This, Qiu'er, you know, sometimes the master also needs some solitary space..."

Fang Mo said patiently to Qiu'er.

"Oh..."

Xuan'er nodded her little head a little disappointed, and the next second, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes flashed.

"Master, if Xuan'er also plays games with the master, can Xuan'er always stay by the master's side?"

Xuan'er raised her small face and looked at Fang Mo with some excitement.

"..."

Looking at the confused Qiu'er, Fang Mo was a little speechless for a while.

Fang Mo no longer paid attention to Xuan'er and slowly walked towards the corpse immortal.

"Three days later, several sect masters united and prepared to annihilate the throne."

Fang Mo looked up at the corpse immortal and said lightly.

"Why, scared? Do you want your husband to save you?

As the mocking voice sounded, the corpse immortal opened his eyes.

But in the next second, the corpse immortal's pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were full of horror.

"You... You... How..."

The corpse immortal stared at Fang Mo tightly, incoherent.

At this time, in his eyes, Fang Mo was like a sea of blood, boundless, and that terrifying bloodthirsty aura made him shudder.

"You... How many people have you slaughtered..." the

corpse immortal's voice trembled.

Although his strength is now restrained, his perception is still close to the Yuan King Realm.

How much blood can make you all fearful!!

Moreover, his own perception could not see through the cultivation realm of this blood master in front of him at all.

"A few larger ants, this seat does not pay attention to it."

Fang Mo said lightly.

"Honza came here today to let you out."

"What?!"

The corpse immortal's hoarse voice was full of surprise.

"Are you really going to release the old man??"

"Well."

Fang Mo's face was expressionless, and he bowed his head slightly.

"Can you be so kind? Aren't you afraid that the old man will recover his strength and kill you! The

corpse immortal squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Mo cautiously.

He thought that Fang Mo must have some conspiracy.

The next moment, a flash of blood flashed, and the thick iron chain on the corpse immortal broke in response.

When the corpse immortal landed on the ground, he still looked incredulous.

"You can recover your body here first." Fang Mo threw a storage bag to the corpse immortal, which was full of recovery pills.

The corpse immortal took the storage bag and took a deep look at Fang Mo, he didn't understand what this guy was doing.

No matter, first restore the body.

The corpse immortal turned his heart and directly threw the elixir in the storage bag into the air.

In the next second, the corpse immortal opened his terrifying mouth with clear flesh and bones, and endless corpse qi surged from his mouth to those pills in the air.

At the same time, a terrifying suction force erupted from the corpse immortal's body, forming a huge gray vortex above its head.

In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi rioted.

"Buzz..." The

terrifying absorption speed made the air emit a low hum.

At this time, above the Blood Temple, the sky was dark and the clouds were thick, like a scene of doom.

A giant Yuan Qi tornado connected the heavens and the earth, and the Yuan Qi raged and overwhelmed the world.

Outside the Blood God Temple, countless Blood-robed Demon Cultivators trembled, looking at this scene with shocked eyes.

"Is this the master cultivating..."

Yi Shui'er covered her small mouth and looked at the terrifying vision in the sky in shock.

"Nope... This is not the breath of the Lord..." A

cloud of ghost qi appeared behind Yi Shui'er, and the figure of the ghost Daoist appeared, looking at the terrifying tornado in the air with a solemn face.

At this time, the corpse immortal was frantically pouring in with the vitality of heaven and earth, and his body was also recovering visibly with the naked eye.

And with the recovery of the corpse immortal's body, his cultivation aura was also increasing dramatically.

Yuan Shi Realm is heavy... Yuan Shi Realm Double... Yuan Shi Realm Triple ... Yuan Shi Realm Quadruple....

At this time, even the Xuan'er in Fang Mo's arms was a little unable to withstand this terrifying coercion, and her absolutely beautiful face became a little pale.

Seeing this, Fang Mo casually waved a blood-colored Yuan Force to protect Xuan'er, and then continued to look at the corpse immortal with an expressionless face.

Yuan Shi Realm Fivefold... Yuan Shi Realm Sixfold....

The cultivation aura of the corpse immortal was still rising, and the entire hall was trembling under this tyrannical and terrifying coercion.

"Haha, boy, the old man will definitely make you live better than die!"

The corpse immortal who had turned into a white-haired old man laughed wildly at Fang Mo, but his tone was murderous.

In the next second, a monstrous terrifying Yuan Force slammed into Fang Mo.

Everything around them instantly turned into powder.

"Almost,"

Fang Mo muttered.

In the next second, his eyes were scarlet as blood, tyrannical and cold, and the air in the entire hall instantly froze.

With a flick of his fingers, a flash of blood flashed, and the terrifying Yuan Power of the corpse immortal was instantly extinguished and dissipated.

"This... What's going on!! "