Chapter Eighty-Eight: Upheaval in the Ancestral Land

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"That Fang Mo is also very good, the control of the fire technique in one hand is extremely exquisite, there is no need to go through the pinch spell of a certain spell, it can be directly at his fingertips, and because his aura is pure and abnormal, the power of the fire technique he casts is far greater than that of a monk of the same level, and it also makes up for the gap with Yun Xiuchen's cultivation."

"I didn't expect that in the final battle, I had to choose between the two disciples of the Heaven Stepping Sect, which was really unexpected." Master Ling Yu sighed secretly: "It's just a pity that Fang Mo, the body of the sealed vein, it's a pity that it's ......"

In the main hall, in the collision of ice and fire, Fang Mo and Yun Xiuchen flew backwards at the same time, both of them were pale, spurting out a mouthful of blood, the only difference was that Fang Mo was holding a black spear in his hand.

This gun, Yun Xiuchen once gave it to Wei Kou, and it became Fang Mo's trophy during the big competition at the outer gate, and later Yun Xiuchen reached the ninth layer of condensation, and when his finger fell, he withdrew the spear from Fang Mo, who was seriously injured at the time, and said a word.

"This gun is something I gave to Wei Kou, I didn't give it to you, you can't grab it, even if you grab it temporarily, it's not yours."

This sentence, Fang Mo has always kept in his heart, when he flew out upside down at this moment, he clenched the spear in his hand, and after landing on the ground, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yun Xiuchen in the distance, and said lightly.

"It's mine, it's always mine, it's not mine, I'm going to grab it too!" Please Baidu black じ岩じ pavilion,Thank you!

Fang Mo's expression was serious, his eyes were cold, his voice was not loud, but the words were sonorous, as if he was influenced by Shangguan Xiu, there was arrogance and domineering in his voice.

"Look for death!" A cold light flashed in Yun Xiuchen's eyes, he snorted coldly, and was about to rush over, just then......

Boom -

Like a hundred thousand thunderbolts exploding in unison, the hall suddenly trembled, especially the altar in the innermost cyan light curtain, which was humming and trembling at the moment, and actually turned into a little spiritual light and dissipated.

And the cyan light curtain also suddenly spread outward at this time, covering more and more areas, enveloping Fang Mo and Yun Xiuchen in the blink of an eye, but when passing Yuan Xian'er, it was like a tangible barrier, pushing her out continuously, directly squeezing her out of the main entrance.

It seems that Yuan Xian'er is not allowed to exist in this cyan light curtain!

At the same time, when the cyan light curtain spreads, everything in the hall moves into powder, and the beams, pillars, stone walls, domes, and everything in the hall dissipate when they touch the cyan light curtain, until finally, the entire hall disappears completely.

Looking around, I saw that the blood-red light mask that originally shrouded the main hall was replaced by a layer of cyan light curtain, and under this cyan light curtain, there was a thousand zhang square land, and in this place, there were only Yun Xiuchen and Fang Mo.

The trembling continued, and it became more intense, at this moment, due to the disappearance of the main hall, he could see the scene outside, and Fang Mo suddenly found that it was not only the main hall that was trembling, but the entire ancestral land...... All trembling!

Like an earthquake in the mortal world, even more violent than that, the heavens and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds rolled together, as if the sky was about to fall, Fang Mo suddenly changed color, in this drastic change, he and Yun Xiuchen invariably chose to stop temporarily, their eyes swept in all directions, wanting to find out the source of all this.

At this moment, an incomparably terrible roar came out, this voice was sad with madness, with unwillingness, it was the voice of the demon beast! In this earth-shaking mountain, all the demon beasts in the ancestral land all roared and roared in the sky, and their voices turned into sound waves, sweeping in all directions.

Those demon beasts had scarlet eyes and crazy eyes, and their voices were so terrible and lingering, as if this was the last roar they could make in this life, causing the wind and clouds in all directions to surge together.

Finally, at the edge, a demon beast equivalent to a layer of condensation qi, in this roar, its voice was no longer miserable, but turned miserable, and finally suddenly exploded, leaving no flesh and bones, completely turned into blood mist, and flew towards the sky.

This is only the first demon beast, and there are second, third, and fourth heads, from the demon beast comparable to the first-level condensing monk, all the way to the first-order peak demon beast comparable to the ninth-level condensing monk, without exception, it burst one after another, turning into blood mist, and this blood mist flew into the sky, surging towards the top of the mountain in the core of the third layer.

From a distance, it was like countless blood clouds flying forward, and the blood was connected to the sky and the earth, containing an infinite taste of blood.

Not only that, but the elixirs in the ancestral land that had not been picked also burst together, turning into endless spiritual energy, and together with those overwhelming blood clouds, they surged towards the mountain tops of the core land.

Yuan Xian'er, who was blocked outside the cyan light curtain, was shaking in the sky at this moment, his face suddenly changed, she felt a strong teleportation force around her body, and her body began to gradually become illusory.

Fang Mo's eyebrows moved, he quickly patted the storage bag, took out a bottle of cold ice jade liquid, threw it to Yuan Xian'er in his hand, and said loudly: "Thank you Senior Sister Yuan for your help before, this thing is a reward, see you in the future!"

Fang Mo's grievances were clear, no matter what Yuan Xian'er's idea was to cooperate with him, at least at the last moment, when he broke through to the eighth layer of condensation, the other party helped him buy a little time, and he was seriously injured, so this situation, he Fang Mo accepted it, and he must pay it back!

Yuan Xian'er raised her hand to catch the vial containing the cold ice jade liquid, she opened her mouth, but before she could speak, suddenly a flower in front of her eyes disappeared in place.

At the same time, in each place of the second layer area, there were four places where the light flashed, exuding the power of teleportation, these four places, one disciple of the Linglong Pavilion, one Yuhua Sect and one disciple of the Drifting Cloud Sect, and the last place was in a huge tree hole, at this moment Lan Peiyao was sitting cross-legged in it, and in the flash of light, she disappeared in place after showing surprise on her face.

Brush!

Outside the Ancestral Hall of the Heaven Stepping Sect, in the flickering light, together with Yuan Xian'er, the people of the various sects that were teleported out at this moment appeared in the huge magic circle.

"What's going on?" The palace lady asked in a condensed voice, "Why did they come out?" He Daoyou, what happened to that ancestral land!"

He Qingshan ignored them, looked at the scene in the illusory mirror, his face changed rapidly, and said in disbelief: "This, this should be the inheritance is about to begin, the ancestral land...... It's collapsing!"

"The inheritance is about to begin, and the ancestral land is collapsing! Inheritance, inheritance, inheritance......" Yun Xiuchen on the top of the mountain also muttered, he looked at the monstrous blood cloud flying in the distance, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How can the inheritance be opened?" How can it be turned on......"

Suddenly, his body slammed suddenly, and when he looked at Fang Mo, his eyes showed a strong killing intent, this was a murderous intent that he had never had in his life, in that monstrous killing intent, Yun Xiuchen looked up to the sky and laughed, this laughter carried an incomparably cold meaning, as if he wanted to break Fang Mo's corpse into pieces.

"Fang Mo, you dare to rob me of creation?"