(Approaching the end of the year, there are many things, from tomorrow, temporarily changed to one day a change!)

Xuanyin gathered the beast flags together, countless beast souls roared, three red lines rushed into the black qi, and slowed down all of a sudden, Mo Xian saw the body, it was three slender swords, the sword body was red, but it was a set of magic weapons of three swords.

The three red lines entered the range of black gas, the banner above Mo Xian's head shook, and the sword immediately stopped, Uncle Jin saw it, knew that it was not good, and retracted it vigorously, and finally got out of the range of black gas, but Mo Xian's Yin Fu Sword also came back at this time, and when it sounded, the sword was discharged, fortunately, the magic weapon was of good quality, but the light flame was extinguished for a while.

Mo Xian was also surprised, he didn't break the other party's magic weapon, the general magic weapon, under his sword to break ten thousand laws, maybe it was broken, but the other party's three swords were just knocked away.

Mo Xian was surprised, and Uncle Jin was even more surprised, his set of magic weapons was called Hauni Sancai Sword, which was the most proud magic weapon after he entered Jindan, he added Gengjin to it, which was extremely sharp, under normal circumstances, he could kill the right magic weapon, and the opponent's sword knocked it away.

As soon as he withdrew the Hauni Sancai Sword, the beast banner turned into a monster and roared in front of him, throwing out a thing, and the shot grew when he saw the wind, and quickly wrapped it outside his body, shaped like a jellyfish, Mo Xian had never seen it, emitting a dignified clear light, and the monster hit up, causing layers of ripples, but it couldn't break through.

"You should die! Go die!" Uncle Jin had a hideous face, he achieved the next grade Jindan, and he wanted to achieve the Yuan Infant, unless he was full of luck, so he specialized in refining weapons and spells, in order to have a chance.

He took out a net bottle from his body, and there were words in his mouth, a stream of yellow smoke rolled out of the bottle, and the yellow smoke passed through, and the grass and trees on the island immediately withered yellow, which was the plague gas he collected, and the evil qi was refined, this bottle was called the plague bottle, and the yellow smoke rolled towards Mo Xian, and the monk next to him saw him use the plague bottle, his face also changed, and he immediately got up in the air, and left quickly, and after a mile away, he stopped.

When Mo Xian saw this, he knew that the yellow smoke was not a good smoke, so he shook the beast flag, and the black smoke surrounded him layer by layer.

Mo Xian pointed with his hand, and a strange beast hissed, rushed out, and collided directly.

As soon as the alien beast entered the yellow smoke, it came into contact with the gas of pestilence, and suddenly shuddered, and then it paused, and the fur began to fall off, and even the horns were dyed yellow, Mo Xian was taken aback in his heart, the alien beast is a phantom, but how to look at it, it is like getting some disease, what is this?

"Suffer death! My plague breath, even the spirit body, has fallen down with the disease, and thy beast banner is fierce, but when it encounters my plague bottle, it will pour it down for me. Uncle Jin was full of joy.

As soon as he heard the word plague, Mo Xian understood that his foreign beast had the plague, and it was the spirit body that had the plague, and had lost the prestige of the foreign beast.

Not only has he lost the majesty of a strange beast, but now he is afraid that he is not far from death, and his whole body is trembling with pus, how can he look like a strange beast.

Without waiting for Mo Xian to shake the flag, the strange beast had already fallen down, turning into a puff of black smoke, mixed with a trace of yellow smoke in the middle, so good, Mo Xian smacked his tongue in his heart, and he couldn't let the yellow smoke stain his body.

How should the plague qi be restrained? True fire, don't think idly, mortal plague infection and death, either buried deep or burned, although his plague qi is fierce, the true fire will definitely be able to restrain it.

Thinking of this, Mo Xian mobilized the flame array, although it was incomplete, but it was to deal with the heavenly immortals and above, the three red flags suddenly unfolded with a thunderclap, and in an instant, Uncle Jin's eyes were fiery red, his face changed, his plague qi was not afraid of the sky or the earth, but fire was its nemesis.

He hurriedly recited the incantation, and the plague breath poured into the bottle, for the fire, he didn't care, he had something to avoid fire, that kind of jellyfish, that is, it contained a trace of the essence of decay, and the general fire, in front of him, could not exert power at all.

Entering the plague bottle, he smiled and said, "Who doesn't know the art of fire?"

He looks like a big one, looking for Mo Xian's whereabouts, but the hand takes the fire dragon dart in his hand, once found, take Mo Xian's life, the fire dragon dart, is his proud work, according to the legend of the god of heaven and made, the dart shot, a smoke, even if the enemy has a protective treasure, it is useless, don't listen to its name is not good, but the power is beyond his expectations, he refined the fire dragon dart, has taken the lives of two Jindan masters.

But this dart also has a disadvantage, that is, you have to lock the other party with your divine sense, and this thing is not like other magic weapons, it can be collected into the body for warmth, because this thing is purely a killing weapon, the killing intent is too heavy, and even the Jindan monk can't bear it.

The dart has been started, the mana has been injected, his hand is hidden in the big sleeve, he uses this treasure, he really looks up to Mo Xian, in his heart, Mo Xian is just a foundation building monk, although it is stronger than the average foundation building monk, but he still does not look at it, can die under this treasure, he thinks Mo Xian is worth it.

But something surprising to him happened, he didn't see Mo Xian, the fire around him had become all over again, red again, he still didn't put the fire in his heart, at this time there was a thunderclap, the fire suddenly pressed from all directions to the middle, just touched his talisman treasure, boom, not only the fire did not go down, but like adding fuel to the fire, the fire rushed up, and his talisman instantly turned into ashes.

He didn't expect this, he screamed, and the fire dragon dart in his hand flew out, but there was no direction, he hit a void, and finally nailed into the crack of the stone, and the samadhi real fire was still surging, he had no chance to escape at all, and with a miserable scream, it turned into ashes.

When Uncle Jin fell into the flames, the monk who was far away saw that the entire island was in flames, he was startled, not every monk can survive in the flames, he saw the opportunity quickly, and immediately made the envoy retreat and flew outward, two or three miles, before stopping in the air.

He didn't know what happened to Uncle Jin, there was a sea of fire in it, and he estimated that Uncle Jin was more than lucky, but he was not at ease, so he didn't stay away too much.

In the blink of an eye, the flames disappeared, but Uncle Jin was gone, only Mo Xian was there alone, and when he saw it, he immediately turned his head and left at a gallop.

Mo Xian glanced at the background of his departure, fortunately, someone happened to go back to report that he had left the sea ship, and it was estimated that when he went back, the sea ship should be fine.

Mo Xian took a look at the place where Uncle Jin was just now, Uncle Jin had turned into ashes, many things had been burned, and there were not many things left, only a plague bottle and three swords remained intact, and some of the rest of the things were either burned or not formed, and the Qiankun bag was also destroyed in the real fire, Mo Xian intuitively understood the domineering of the Samadhi True Fire.

He put the plague bottle and the Hauni Sancai Sword into the Qiankun bag, took a look, and the golden light method of the vertical ground was unfolded, and he rushed to the sky.

He didn't search the whole island, the fire dragon dart, which can be regarded as Uncle Jin's most valuable magic weapon, but he lay quietly among the cracks of the stone until a hundred years later, he was obtained by a condensed monk, and relied on it to break into the name of Nuoda.

Mo Xian relied on the vertical golden light method, a golden light drew out of the sky, and continued to go west, less than a day after he left, Wu Ji was furious, he attacked Taiping Island, which was already nine out of ten, but there was an accident, and nearly half of the building ship was damaged, and a strong enemy was established.

Tai Zhou has become a loose cultivator, and he has cultivated into the gods and demons of the Great Yan Heavens, and he must be staring at the East China Sea Alliance from time to time in the dark, he originally wanted to use this merit to fight for the throne of the alliance leader, but now it is all in vain.

That casual cultivator, until now, he didn't know that Mo Xian was a disciple of Yuxian Sect, although he knew Mo Xian's name, but he wasn't sure if it was his real name, originally he didn't put a monk in the foundation building period in his eyes, but the first group of people died, the second group sent a Jindan monk, two foundation building monks who achieved refining gang, but only one person came back, and even the Jindan monk died in Mo Xian's hands.

This time he went in person, but he had already pounced, and he did not see him in sight, although he caught up with the sea ship, as reported by his subordinates, there was no Mo Xian on it, he held back his anger, just snorted, and chased back to the west.

He didn't know that Mo Xian's longitudinal golden light method, which he could catch up, he chased for a long time, it is estimated that he chased in the wrong direction, returned to the East China Sea League, and issued a reward order.

Mo Xian flew all the way to the east, flew nearly 2,000 miles, and found that there was an island below, and he landed on the island, which was very small, only more than two acres in size, covered with mangroves, and even grew into the sea.

Although he didn't know most of the plants, it didn't hurt him to look for the elixir, since the elixir was called the elixir, for the monk, its own aura was the characteristic, so Mo Xian was not afraid to recognize the medicine, but he knew that the elixir was not cabbage, he was purely lucky.

He wanted to have many islands overseas, and these islands had not even been visited for thousands of years, and the possibility of the birth of elixir among them was still relatively large.

The elixir grows to a certain number of years, and there are often demon beasts to discover, so the world says that there is a certain truth in the elixir being guarded by demon beasts, but there is no absolute thing, and many low-level elixirs are not guarded by demon beasts at all.

Mo Xian didn't see the demon qi in the sky above the island, there should be no demon beasts, but he still fell, first, the distance he flew was long enough, he needed to rest, and second, maybe there would be an elixir on the island.

When he landed on the island, he found that there were mangroves in front of him, and there was not even a place to stay, not so much an island, but a tidal flat, and at high tide, it is estimated that there are only a few places on the island that are not soaked in seawater, but fortunately it is now low tide.

Mo Xian found that the plants here are not tall, but they seem to be different, when the place is different, his eyes are fixed on the fruit, and he immediately understands that these trees can be regarded as viviparous, and the seeds of many plants in the mangrove forest have begun to germinate in the fruit before they leave the mother's body, growing into a rod-shaped hypocotyl. When the hypocotyl develops to a certain extent, it detachs from the mother tree and falls into the silt of the beach, where it can take root and grow into a new plant after two or three hours.