Listening to the conversation between Mo Qiuzi and the old demon of Forget Yang, Ding Xing's mood gradually became serious.

He never imagined that Kang Changqing was already dead, this was a strong man in the late stage of Jindan, and he was also one of the most promising candidates for the Purple Mansion of the Qiongtai Sect.

When he was in the East China Sea, He Xijing talked to Ding Xing about Kang Changqing's natal magic weapon, and once said with certainty that this Elder Kang had only lost the treasure, and he himself would definitely not worry about his life.

He Xijing obviously made a mistake in judgment.

Since Kang Changqing died here, it has become unrealistic for Ding Xing to find Hu Yanluo alone, because Hu Yanluo must have been suppressed by the Jindan monk Mo Fei Old Monster, and it is almost impossible for him to save people from Mo Fei Old Monster.

'I must kill Mo Qiuzi immediately and take away the Seven Trick Hearts!'

In an instant, Ding Xing made such a decision.

As long as he snatches away the seven trick hearts, Ding Xing can master all the passages in and out of the 'Baimei Water Mansion', no matter how strong the old monster is, if he wants to leave the Water Mansion, he must honestly negotiate with Ding Xing.

If the old monster has a tough attitude, then Ding Xing can also seal the Water Mansion, and then return to the Qiongtai faction and invite reinforcements to deal with this person again.

In short, Ding Xing has the seven tricks in his hands, so that he can ensure Hu Yanluo's safety and move freely with Mo Fei old monsters.

And to kill Mo Qiuzi, Ding Xing thinks that it is not difficult at all, the old demon of Forget Yang is the biggest help, Ding Xing only needs to reveal a reward to help the old demon leave the water mansion, and he can form a situation of two around one against Mo Qiuzi.

This is Ding Xing's overall plan.

It's a pity that before he could start implementing it, a sudden change forced him to change his plan.

'Click!'

I saw that in the palace, Mo Qiuzi and the old demon of Liyang were talking fast, and when they were exchanging words, they suddenly heard a strange sound from the teleportation paper door on their side, and the door body showed signs of cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was a sign of destruction.

Mo Qiuzi's face sank when he came: "Are you doing things in secret?"

The old demon of Forget Yang snorted coldly, his figure flashed, he jumped out of the palace gate, and pulled out a magic knife weapon with his backhand, looking like this, he was ready to fight: "You said that the old man was doing tricks, but the old man thought that you were playing tricks! The old man talked to you for a long time, and you always pushed and shoved perfunctory, in this case, the old man no longer bothered with you, this is a fight to the death!"

He judged that Mo Qiuzi was in contact with the second-layer monk and wanted to join forces to attack him, so he was not ready to continue to negotiate with Mo Qiuzi, and was already determined to fight to the end.

Who knew that the development of events was far beyond his expectations.

Not only was the portal door cracking, but the entire palace was cracked from the inside to the outside, and there were cracks in the walls that could be seen as far as the eye could see, and it was obvious that this hall was about to collapse.

That Mo Qiuzi didn't dare to stay in the palace, so he hurriedly cast a method of escape and flew over the palace.

His earlier relaxed expression gradually disappeared, and there was an unconcealable worry in his eyes, and he repeated it over and over again in his heart: 'Could it be that the teacher lost? How is this possible!' Kang Changqing of the Qiongtai Sect was a late Jindan cultivator, and he still died at the hands of the teacher, and the Hengting Ancestor only had a mid-stage cultivation, how could he defeat the teacher?'

This Mo Qiuzi not only trusts his teacher's supernatural powers, but also worships the mountains.

But the closer the relationship, the more worrying it becomes.

A few years ago, Mo Qiuzi followed Mo Fei to sneak into the water house, at that time, there were seven moon islands in the water house, and the buildings on the island were generally white paper palaces, looking at it from a distance, the overall environment was full of peaceful white, only one of the islands opened up an ink palace, according to Mo Fei old monster, the ink palace should be buried in the water master Bai Mei's clothes mound, so he abandoned the spirit paper and used the spirit ink to build the palace.

That is, the ink temple in front of you.

With Mo Qiuzi's understanding of his teacher, any palace like this one left over from ancient times is extremely cherished, as long as the teacher can still control the situation, he will definitely not destroy it for no reason.

At this time, the Ink Hall was about to collapse, which meant that his teacher was defeated by the Hengting Ancestor.

Mo Qiuzi had just thought about it when a shocking sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

Rumble!

The three-storey palace collapsed in an instant, setting off a strong wave of impact qi, which shook Mo Qiuzi back a hundred feet away, and when he stabilized his body and stared at the palace again, his face suddenly changed sharply, and his arm couldn't help but stretch out, and he shouted hoarsely: "Teacher!"

The black stone dust in the sky is falling in hulala.

In the ink dust, his teacher was sitting cross-legged, his eyes were blank, his chest did not rise and fall, as if he had been killed on the spot, and he couldn't hear the shouts of his apprentice at all.

Ding Xing is no stranger to this old man, in the past, outside the prohibition of Zhanqing Lingquan, he once had a relationship with this old man, and it was the ancestor of Jindan monk Hengting.

Hengting Old Ancestor stood in the air, with one hand behind his back, his bearing was quite majestic, he heard Mo Qiuzi's shout, and suddenly squeezed out a cruel smile, and the iron tongs slammed his palm, and he directly twisted Mo Fei's neck, and pulled it out fiercely, grabbing his head in his palm: "Your teacher is here, this will be returned to you!"

After that, he threw his head at Mo Qiuzi.

Hengting Old Ancestor haha, looking up to the sky and smiling: "Your apprentice is really filial, when Kang Changqing was dying and struggling, he moved the seven moon islands ruthlessly, and your teacher took the opportunity to pass you to the island, hoping that you can find the seven tricks and solve the situation of being trapped by us!

This laughter spread throughout the deep pit of Tsukishima, soaring into the sky, and the echo lingered for a long time.

Hengting Ancestor was too happy.

Of the three Jindan monks who escaped into Baimei Water Mansion, Kang Changqing of the Qiongtai faction was the highest cultivator and the strongest in his supernatural powers, but he also died the fastest, and the initiator of the 'Moon Aperture Diagram Operation' was the second oldest cultivator, and the second was the second to die.

His Hengting Ancestor cultivation was the weakest, and his supernatural powers were the weakest, but he had the last laugh.

Time also!

In the world of cultivating immortals, who said that the strong would definitely be able to kill?

"Now...... Hengting Ancestor looked at Mo Qiuzi coldly: "You can die!"

The cuffs swept slightly, setting off a tornado wave and swept towards Mo Qiuzi.

Na Mo Qiuzi was discouraged, holding the teacher's head in a daze, he had already given up resistance, he could not accept the tragic death of the teacher, and his mind fell into a temporary disorder.

If you are so careless, if you let the wind magic used by Brother Jindan be hit, you will definitely be killed on the spot.

Seeing the wind and waves coming, a gate of light suddenly flashed on Mo Qiuzi's side, slid on the ground, and passed over his body, thus moving him out of position.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at Ding Xing's side.

On the other side is the old demon who is speechless.