Nine Evolutions of the True Spirit Chapter 1508: The magic source (continued)

Yuwen Feixiang did not return to the Yuwen family after returning secretly from Beihai to Middle-earth, but went to the southern part of Middle-earth. M.

As a strong competitor for the future owner of the Yuwen family, he is very aware of the consequences of the death of the two Chunyangs of the family to Beihai because of his strong claims.

People in the family who oppose him as the head of the family and other competitors will inevitably use this as an excuse to counterattack him. In order to overthrow his heir position and eliminate hidden dangers, it may not be impossible to take the opportunity to put him to death. may.

Two pure sun monks have fallen, this is a great sin that shakes the foundation of the family!

Yuwen Feixiang knows that he no longer has the possibility of competing for the Patriarch, but he still wants to fight, not the Patriarch but the status. The status in the family will not be regarded as the status of an abandoned son!

So he must hide himself, and wait until he has passed the third thunder tribulation to become Pure Sun before returning to the family. In this way, he will not be liquidated!

The Yuwen family has been carrying a mysterious mission since its inception. This mission made the Yuwen family easily the first family after the six sacred sites, but it also made it impossible for generations of monks in the Yuwen family to accomplish it. True Spirit, the Pure Yang monk is the family's top combat power. As long as Yuwen Flying can achieve Pure Yang, he is confident that no one in the entire Yuwen family will be his opponent.

What a pity, what a pity!

I was almost able to break the real spirit school, the **** Lu Tianping, if it weren’t for this person to calculate, how could the two uncles of pure sun fall into the North Sea? How could I, Yuwen Feixiang, fall into this field? It's all Lu Tianping, I will never die with you and the True Spirit Sect as long as I fly with Yuwen!

Yuwen flies in the middle of a mountain in the southern part of Central Earth, trying to find a more ideal place to open up a temporary cave for cultivation.

But at this moment, there was a sudden turbulence in the void in front of Yuwen Feixiang. Yuwen Feixiang's expression was startled, and the light under his feet stagnated, and a purple-gold gourd was already hanging above his head.

Seven Treasure Lei Gourd, this Yuwen Flying also refined Seven Treasure Lei Gourd, although he has some understanding of the essence of Qi Treasure Lei Gourd, but Qi Treasure Lei Gourd's tyrannical attack power and great reputation still make him fascinated.

The turbulent space suddenly shattered, and a purple thunder light suddenly exploded above his head when Yuwen was flying off guard. The Qibao Lei gourd suspended above his head swayed like drunk and was about to fall off his head. Come down.

Yuwen Feixiang looked startled, hurriedly transported Zhen Yuan to stabilize the Qibao Thunder Gourd above his head, and at the same time, sinking his spirit into the Thunder Gourd, he couldn't help but exclaimed, saying: "The origin of thunder, How could it be the origin of thunder! Isn't it... impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Yuwen’s calm expression before flying suddenly turned into panic and disbelief, and the excited expression added a layer of madness. There was a sudden explosion under his feet, and the light turned into thunder and went north.

However, just as Yuwen's flying light was about to fly out of this mountain range, suddenly a few rays of light rose into the sky at the foot of the mountain opposite him, and at the same time, there were successive exclamations: " Mo Luo, how can Mo Luo appear!"

"Isn't the Maura disaster a hundred years in the past, how can it still happen?"

"The fellow daoists in front come and help,..."

"Ah, that's Lei Dun, the predecessor of the Yuwen family. We can save it. Senior Yuwen, help!"

……

Amidst the yelling cry for help from the light ahead, a black mist rose from the foot of the mountain. The weird light and the strange howling of "Jie Jie" made Yuwen fly abnormally. Familiar with!

Yuwen Feixiang's expression was stunned, his expression changed and he didn't know what he was thinking, but the light under his feet stopped again.

At this moment, the more than ten avenues of escape who had previously asked for help have come to Yuwen Feixiang. These people are just some casual cultivators around the hemolysis period, and Yuwen Feixiang’s spiritual thoughts swept over them and chased them. The group of Moluo behind him was nothing more than a team of dozens of Moluo led by a few big Moluo.

These casual cultivators have already felt the unfathomable breath of Yuwen Feixiang, seeing Yuwen Feixiang hovering motionless in the air, one after another ran behind him to seek shelter.

The Mo Luo team rushed, but only saw a lightning net rising in front of them, and then a terrible howling sounded. When the thunder light dissipated, the many casual practitioners hiding behind Yuwen Feixiang could see clearly. In the immediate situation, I saw a fragment of a broken arm and limb before it fell from the air before it had turned into a sky full of spiritual energy and dissipated.

Seeing that Yuwen is flying with great power, he will wipe out the Mo Luo army, which almost wiped out their entire army, in a hemolytic period, and the sounds of Russian flattery are endless.

Yuwen Feixiang smiled faintly, and said: "How did you meet Mo Luo?"

As soon as Yuwen Feixiang opened his mouth, everyone became silent. After a while, a post-hemolysis monk who seemed to be the boss said respectfully: "Return to senior, I don’t know when I waited. Originally, I was waiting to gather spirit grass at the foot of this mountain. , But somehow got out of the woods with dozens of mora. I am not a rival. I escaped here after half of my death and injury. Fortunately, seniors helped me. I am so grateful!"

"Oh, Mo Luo appeared suddenly? Haven't you waited to hear that Mo Luo appeared before?" Yuwen Feixiang blinked and asked.

The cultivator shook his head and said: "No, the juniors also caught up with the late stage of the Mo Luo catastrophe when they were still practicing blood. Since then, there has been no hearing of Mo Luo in the cultivation world for more than a hundred years, this Mo Luo Isn’t the catastrophe already over, how can it suddenly appear again!"

"Oh, so you don't know!" Yuwen Feixiang narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself: "It seems that something really happened to the Yuwen family!"

The cultivator in the late stage of hemolysis heard Yuwen Feixiang's self-talk, and instinctively felt that something was wrong. Isn't the senior in front of him a cultivator from the Yuwen family? How could the appearance of Mo Luo be related to the Yuwen family's incident?

The monk was startled, and was about to ask Yuwen Feixiang, but saw that Yuwen Feixiang's eyes were looking at him.

The monk’s heart sank in an instant, and Yuwen’s flying killing intent flashed in this gaze. The monk was shocked. Before the light under his feet lit up, a small thunder light had passed from his eyes. Stabbed in, the monk turned his head trying hard to say something, but the thunder light had already exploded in his mind, blood rushing out from his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth.

"You, what did you do to Brother Wen, you killed Brother Wen!"

The rest of the monks saw Yuwen Flying suddenly turned their eyes between the lightning and the stone fire, and they all yelled in fright, but saw the danger of Yuwen Flying toward them, and they were clearly looking at a group of dead people.

"Run, run away, he wants to kill us!"

Yuwen Feixiang put his hands to the left and right, and two lightning nets that were the same as the previous killing Mo Luo were spread out, netting all the more than ten monks who tried to escape.

"Senior forgive me..."

"We don't know anything!"

Yuwen Feixiang showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth, his hands suddenly closed, the lightning flashed in the thundernet, and all the more than ten monks were turned into ashes.

"The origin of the thunder dissipated, and the Mo Luo was born again. This is the real Seven Treasure Thunder Gourd's destruction, the top secret sign that the Yuwen family has been guarded for generations, and the world will be revealed. Can let you leak out the news of a certain family here, so you must die!"

Yuwen Feixiang raised his head and looked at the sky. When he lowered his face, he was already a lot more heavy: "Is the Yuwen family destroyed? What am I going to do now? Revenge?"

"No, no, no, it's not revenge, it's about figuring out what happened in Shangshan, how many people in the Yuwen family have run out!"

"If the Yuwen family is truly destroyed, the mora that was conceived will inevitably get out of control, then the disaster of the mora will inevitably appear again in the entire cultivation world, but it is impossible to breed too many mora in a hundred years, high-level demon There are fewer Luos, and I'm afraid they will be extinguished if they can't attract much wind and waves."

"The existence of the Yuwen family is definitely not something you can provoke now~IndoMTL.com~The secret guarded by the Yuwen family is discovered, then the Yuwen family will inevitably become the enemy of the entire cultivation world, and there will be no more in this world. A foothold for Yuwen’s children!"

"The top priority is to hide! Live! Continue the blood of the Yuwen family!"

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At the bottom of the deep cave in the center of Shangshan, Lu Ping fully used the three halal pupils, and finally saw the figure of the figure in the three light groups above the altar. In the light group on the left is a slightly fat old man, above the center of his head. The white hair has fallen off; the center is a middle-aged scribe with a three-inch long beard, which looks quite elegant; and the last one is a middle-aged man with a black skin and a mighty look. Look Go up without annoyance!

The three of them, Lu Ping, didn't know one of them, but he could see that the three of them had lost their vitality at this time, but they still made Lu Ping feel a deep fear.

Already dead but still able to make a pure Yang monk like Lu Ping feel in danger, then what else would these three lives before?

"Uncle Dan Zhu!"

The ancestor of Yuanjiu broke his eyes, and he was about to break the light ball.