Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Chapter 156

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Qingshui City is a small city of Giant Sword City, one of the seven cities of the Heavenly Sword Sect, about the same size as Yueyang City, and there are several small cultivation families in the city.

At this time, in a restaurant in the city, a white-clothed brother was drinking alone by the window, looking indifferently at the bustling crowd outside the window.

A bald man hurriedly walked to the white-clothed boy brother and said in a low voice:

"Master, the news has come, Ding Jianshan and the Five Poisonous Rakshasa have both been defeated."

"And I heard that the Five Poisons Rakshasa is sending an invitation to other Hidden World Demon Cultivators to gather in the Five Poisons Swamp, I am afraid that they are preparing to unite against the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Five poisonous swamps? United? This five-poison raksha really gave me a surprise. The

corners of Fang Mo's mouth hooked.

"Then let the Heavenly Sword Sect mess up a little more, and you go and arrange the formation."

Fang Mo slowly put down the wine glass in his hand.

"Yes!"

Xia Xiong left in a hurry.

Fang Mo's eyes looked indifferently at the crowd outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Sugar gourd... Rock sugar gourd, crisp and sweet..." A

shout outside the window interrupted Fang Mo's thoughts.

Fang Mo looked at the figure selling sugar gourds outside, and a trace of reminiscence flashed under his eyes.

Immediately, he got up and left.

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"Sugar gourd... Crisp and sweet rock sugar gourd..." A

plainly dressed old man carried a shelf full of sugar gourds, staggering.

"Bring me a bunch of sugar gourds."

A clear voice sounded behind the old man.

The old man slowly turned around, and saw a young man dressed in white looking at him with a smile.

"This son-in-law, but you want a bunch of sugar gourds?"

The old man asked.

"Well, here is a string."

Fang Mo nodded slightly.

When the old man heard this, his eyes were beaming, and he hurriedly pulled out a string of sugar gourds and handed them to Fang Mo.

"Gongzi, you put away the sugar gourd, five-grain money."

Fang Mo was stunned, and then took out a yuan stone and handed it to the old man.

"This... This is Yuanshi! The

old man opened his eyes wide and looked at the spar in his hand in shock.

Yuanshi, but those big masters can only use it, ordinary people like him on weekdays, they rarely even see it.

The most important thing is the value of one yuan stone, enough for him to live well for a year.

"Gongzi, this is too precious..." The

old man was just about to refuse, but Fang Mo had already turned and left.

"Thank you, thank you Gongzi!"

The old man looked at Fang Mo's back and kept nodding his head in thanks.

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An hour later, Fang Mo stood on the purple cloud shuttle, holding a sugar gourd in his hand, and looked indifferently at Qingshuicheng below.

"Master, the formation has been arranged."

Behind him came Xia Xiong's respectful voice.

"Then let's get started."

Fang Mo gently bit down the last sugar gourd and threw the stick in his hand casually.

I saw that his volley of light cars and familiar roads carved a blood-colored pattern.

Immediately afterwards, four huge pillars of light shot out from Qingshui City, rushing straight into the sky.

Such a spectacular sight immediately shocked the people in Qingshui City.

"Look! What a big pillar of light!

"It's spectacular!"

"Brother, brother, come out and see!"

"Xianggong, come and see, there are four pillars of light in the sky!"

"What a strong Yuan Force fluctuation!"

"Go and find out where these four pillars of light shoot out from in the city!"

"It's a miracle!"

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There were already many people in the city kneeling down with reverent faces.

Fang Mo took in all this, his expression did not have the slightest wave, and he was indifferent.

Ever since he woke up in the Inheritance Secret Realm, he had no choice.

Only get stronger!

Get stronger by any means!

Otherwise, like those below, their lives are in the hands of others, and they can only wait for death, but they can't do anything.

At this time, with the extremely rapid rotation of the four pillars of light, the countless exclamations in the city turned into countless screams and wails.

"Help!!"

"Brother! Save me! "

Ah! My body!! "

Run away!"

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Xia Xiong looked at the purgatory-like scene below, and there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes.

Although he was also there the last time he sacrificed Yueyang City, it was late at night, and he could only hear countless wails.

But now it is daytime, and the hellish scene below intuitively impacts Xia Xiong's heart.

"Think cruel?"

Fang Mo spoke lightly.

"Nope... Not the host.

Xia Xiong shuddered.

"The law of the jungle is an immutable law of nature."

Fang Mo slowly spoke.

"If you're not strong enough, put away your ridiculous compassion, or you'll be like them in the future."

Saying that, Fang Mo gently pointed to Qingshui City below.

"Yes, master!"

Xia Xiong's face was solemn.

As the two of them talked, four huge pillars of light had gradually turned into blood-colored pillars of light, and the blood-colored pattern in the sky above was rapidly enlarging and covering the entire Qingshui City.

The entire sky was dyed with boundless blood.

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"Look, what's going on!"

A white-clothed friar pointed to the blood in the sky and said to his companion beside him.

"Blood is all over the sky, I'm afraid it's a bad omen."

The companion said.

"But it may also be a great opportunity, go, go over and take a look!"

After that, the two of them swept towards the bloody direction of the sky.

Just as the two were getting closer and closer to the boundless blood, suddenly a terrifying figure blocked in front of the two.

This 'person' has a hideous face, only one eye is left on his face, and what is even more terrifying is that eye is still dripping and spinning!

"Refining... Refining corpses! The

Whitefriar exclaimed.

In the next second,

his head burst like a watermelon.

"Roar!"

The corpse roared and pounced on the companion of the White Friar.

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On the other side, the screams in Qingshui City gradually weakened, and countless dried corpses lay on the streets.

"It's time for you to come in."

Saying that, Fang Mo threw the little blood down.

"Hiss... Roar! The

body of the little blood rose in the wind, turning into a huge python body ten meters long in mid-air, and a pair of blood wings on its back were already wide open.

After a few breaths, the little blood descended into the city, and I saw that its python mouth was wide open, like an abyss, exuding a terrifying suction force.

The surrounding corpses were sucked into their abdomen.

After half a column of incense, the Blood Yuan Pill in the sky had already taken shape, exuding an extremely rich blood qi.

Fang Mo grabbed it in the air, and the Blood Yuan Dan appeared in his hand.

Looking at the Blood Yuan Pill in his hand, Fang Mo showed a hint of satisfaction.

At this time, the small blood below was also swallowed, and he flew towards Fang Mo with his blood wings flapping.

A moment later, the purple cloud shuttle turned into a purple streamer and disappeared into the sky.

Qingshui City, on the other hand, has become a dead city with ruins.