"Well, according to the rules of the Taixu Sect, I will punish your family for compensation of 300,000 spirit stones. From now on, your family has nothing to do with the Taixu Sect, and you will be expelled from the subordinate family of the Taixu Sect, can you accept it?"

"Willing to listen to the punishment of the Taixu Sect. ”

Mi Sharong had already prepared, and immediately took out a bulging spirit stone bag and handed it to Mo Bei: "This is 300,000 spirit stones, please read it by the envoy." ”

"It's really ready. Mo Bei shook his head in his heart, but his face was expressionless, he took the spirit stone bag, his divine sense swept over it, counted the spirit stone, turned around and pushed open the door and walked out.

There was already a group of princes and nobles outside the door, all wanting to see the immortals, wandering back and forth, refusing to leave.

Seeing Mo Bei come out, a group of people rushed up, smiling all over their faces.

"Envoy, I am the Tuoba family of the Heavenly Star Country...... Oops, don't squeeze me. ”

"The Envoy is the Envoy. My son has a lot of spiritual roots, and he is a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years......"

Looking at this scene, Mo Bei frowned slightly, waved his sleeves, and swept out the breeze.

The group of princes and nobles was suddenly blown out of the way for more than ten zhang, and it was quiet.

Mo Bei's heart moved, and he rose in the sky, and the next moment, Mo Bei turned into an afterimage, flew into the clouds, and disappeared.

Na Misharong followed and walked out, with a blooming smile on his face, and hugged his hand to the sky: "Congratulations to the envoy!"

Waiting for the shadow that Mo Bei turned into completely dimmed, after disappearing into the endless night sky.

The blooming smile on Misharong's face suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Taixu Sect? ”

At this moment, Mo Bei had already rushed out of the way.

A day later.

Mo Bei was already thirty thousand miles away from Heavenly Star City. Rush to the junction of the Heavenly Star Kingdom and the Yuan Rong Sect. Longshou Mountain.

"Just pass through this junction. Longshou Mountain. In about eight days, I will be able to rush back to the Taixu Sect!" Mo Bei shuttled through the clouds and mist, while looking down at the dragon's head, which was huge, and opened his bloody mouth, eager to swallow up the dragon's head mountain in the world.

That's when --

"Flicker!"

A gust of wind fluctuated from a distance, blowing across Mo Bei's face at great speed.

"Huh?"

Mo Bei frowned. Suddenly, I felt that the aura contained in the wind seemed to fluctuate violently.

"It's such a domineering and violent aura fluctuation, someone is fighting!" Mo Bei keenly sniffed out a trace of fire-based violent aura, subconsciously paused, and turned his head to look in the direction of the source of the aura fluctuation.

I saw that the clouds on the horizon were all burning red, sprinkled all over the sky like blood, as if wearing a layer of scarlet blood robes of the Lord of the Firmament.

"Go and have a look. ”

Mo Bei made up his mind and once again leaped more than a hundred zhang towards the heavenly dome. Completely burrowed into the endless sea of clouds to hide himself, and then went towards the source of the aura.

Half an hour later.

The fluctuations of that aura became more and more violent. The killing intent of the stocks rose wildly! This violent momentum almost boiled Mo Bei's blood.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Under the clouds, there were bursts of roaring, like muffled thunder rolling in the sky, shaking people's eardrums.

Mo Bei didn't dare to exude his divine sense, so as not to be discovered, so he had to quietly poke his head out of the clouds and mist, and subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

The next moment, Mo Bei's whole person suddenly felt like a lightning strike, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

On top of that endless barren mountain!

Immortal cultivators are like locusts, and the black pressure is overwhelming, squeezing the entire heavenly dome, covering the sky and the sun!

Countless exercises, sword qi, or flowing shadows, are wantonly thrown, scattered and flying, colorful and colorful, as dazzling as fire trees and silver flowers.

This endless colorful light, mixed with roaring and thunder, was eager to tear the entire heavenly dome out of a big hole!

"Kill!!Kill all these demon cubs of the Qiankun Demon Sect!!"

"Ahh

The killing cry is monstrous!

Each of these people is a person with great magical powers, but if he makes a move, he will destroy the world and destroy the world!

Mo Bei saw a person with his own eyes, stepping on the void with both feet, and the terrifying and domineering force compressed the space together, forming folds, dragging it with one hand, and grabbing the void.

The huge peak, which was about a hundred feet high, was actually lifted from the ground, broken by the waist, and used as a mallet in his hands.

This huge mountain peak swept back and forth in the void, and the manic and bloody wind swept up, forcing people's hearts!

But all the immortal cultivators who were swept away, some of them directly turned into a cloud of blood mist, exploded, and their gods were destroyed!

The whole sky seemed to be raining, and the dense immortal cultivators kept falling from the sky and falling!

Corpses all over the field!

In fact, endless flames erupted, burning the heavens and the earth!

Mo Bei couldn't describe the shock in his heart, hiding in the clouds and mist, not moving, his eyes were split, staring at the scene in front of him.

"Foundation building period! No, at least it's a real person in the Jindan period!"

Mo Bei was cold all over his body, he couldn't imagine how he had broken into this terrifying battlefield out of curiosity.

"These are the immortal cultivators of the Yuanrong Sect, as well as the demon cultivators of the Qiankun Demon Sect!"

Mo Bei looked at the inextricable disciples of the two sides who were fighting, and swallowed his saliva fiercely: "How could they fight, isn't that Qiankun Demon Sect several regions away from here!"

All kinds of thoughts swirled in Mo Bei's mind, looking at the powerful immortal cultivator, with a wave of his hand, the Dao Flowing Shadow that swayed out directly killed the five or six foundation building stage immortal cultivators into a blood mist, bursting open, and his heart trembled violently.

"It's terrifying! Run! If you are affected, you will die!"

Mo Bei woke up suddenly, silently disappeared into the clouds, and then turned around, without thinking about it, he tried his best to urge the aura in his body, and rushed out.

"Whoosh!"

Until they ran a hundred miles away, landed in the mountains, and broke away from the war group. Mo Beicai was a little settled in his heart. Took a breath. Leaning on the trunk of the tree, he patted his chest with palpitations: "Fang Cai is really dangerous, so many Jindan real people are fighting together, if you hit me casually, Yu Wei can bombard me into scum!"

Thinking of this, Mo Bei couldn't help but glance in the direction of the fight.

"Woo ......"

At this moment, there was a sudden cry from the bushes not far away.

"Huh, someone!"

Mo Bei's heart jumped, and he hurriedly exuded his divine sense to investigate the source of the sound.

Then he saw the brook in the middle of the forest. There were three immortal cultivators dressed in fiery red but dressed in rags and covered in blood, and they couldn't stop crying.

The whole stream had been dyed blood-red, and the creek and tree trunks were covered with corpses. The aura in the air around him was still fluctuating, and it was obvious that he had just experienced a big battle.

The three immortal cultivators were full of sadness and horror, looking at the corpses in the stream and on the trunks of the trees.

"Senior brother, senior brother, what should we do?" one of the seemingly young disciples. With a panicked face, he turned his head to look at the older bearded immortal cultivator beside him.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth. Clenched his fists tightly, he said hatefully: "These sons of the Qiankun Demon Sect never leave their subordinates alive! We can't go back now, otherwise, we will definitely die!"

"I'm afraid that the Yuanrong Sect will be destroyed in one fell swoop," the middle-aged man said with a secret hatred: "Bury the dead fellow disciples, leave this place first, and then make plans!"

After that, the three disciples of the Yuan Rong Sect worked together to move all the bodies of these dead companions together, set them on fire, and incinerated them. Plumes of smoke began to rise from the dense forest.

At this moment, the old immortal cultivator suddenly looked stunned, caught a touch of divine sense probing, and immediately changed his face.

"Someone!" The middle-aged man turned his head suddenly, his gaze pierced through the dense bushes, and landed on Mo Bei, who was hidden in it!

Oops, found out!

Mo Bei's heart sank, and he was ready to withdraw without saying a word!

"Don't let him run away!" At this moment, the middle-aged man was already a frightened bird, and he shouted: "If he reveals our whereabouts, you and I will die!"

The voice fell, and the middle-aged man had already made a move.

His claws were as fast as lightning, and a shadow spread out from his palm, turning into a purple-red fire staff when he shook it!

"Die!"

In the bone = purple and red fire staff, a fierce flame erupted in an instant, converging into a sea of fire and fire dragons, and bombarded towards Mobei at great speed, and where it passed, the entire mountain forest was scorched, all turned into black ash, and collapsed!

Yuan Rong Sect Spell Sharoman Snake!

Between the lightning and flint, the fierce fire dragon, mixed with roaring and bursting aura, had already rushed to Mo Bei!

"Boom!"

The terrifying fire dragon opened its bloody mouth, and purple flames erupted from its mouth, turning into a purple fire snake in the sky, and pounced towards Mobei!

"Humph!"

Mo Bei snorted heavily, flashed sideways, and his footsteps shook one after another. Then the body wandered like a ghost, swaying again and again, and in an instant, countless blood-red afterimages appeared within a radius of thirty zhang.

"Bang bang bang!"

The purple fiery snake and countless blood-red afterimages constantly collided together, exploding one after another.

After the explosion, dozens of waves of qi swept away fiercely, and for a while, within a radius of 30 zhang, towering trees broke off in pieces and collapsed one after another.

The powerful spiral air currents rubbed against each other, producing a huge tearing and squeezing force, crushing the five-person-thick tree trunk into smashes and turning them into endless wood chips, and then throwing them up in the void, covering the sky and the sun, and blurring.

"Xiao Zi!"

Mo Bei, who was in the dust, had a touch of anger on his face, and he was shocked in his heart.

The purple electric snake suddenly turned into an arc of electricity, bursting out from the center of its eyebrows, frantically confiding snake letters, clinging to Mo Bei's body.

"Crackling!"

For a while, the arc on Mo Bei's body flickered, constantly rolling, and the momentum of the whole person was raised to the peak in an instant!

"Whoosh!"

The sword spirit merged, Mo Bei's heart was determined! turned into a flowing shadow and rushed away, his speed was like teleportation, one second he was still in place, the next second, the afterimage in the same place had not dissipated, but his body was already gone!

"What a fast speed!" The middle-aged man only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and when he looked at it again, he was already in his sight, and Mo Bei was no longer visible!

He hurriedly exuded his divine sense, covering all the thirty zhang area around him.

Immediately, the middle-aged man's face turned extremely pale.

Under the shroud of divine sense, the middle-aged man could barely catch Mo Bei's figure. (To be continued......)