"Induction..."
Qin Sang was shocked.
At this moment, the fire spell runes erupted again, and the fluctuations they showed seemed to be stronger than before!
Qin Sang's expression changed drastically and he turned around suddenly, but the sea surface was completely empty.
…
Lantau Island.
To the north of Fang City, the high mountains and ridges are monopolized by a sect, and Fang City is the property of this sect.
Clouds and mist lock the mountains.
A stream of light came through the sky and disappeared into the mountain gate.
Immediately, a young man held a spiritual talisman in his hand, looked hurriedly, and galloped towards the main peak with his sword.
After a while, the young man landed in front of a large hall on the main peak, and a deep voice suddenly came from the hall, "What's the emergency, why are you so panicked?"
The young man hurriedly bowed and saluted, "This is to inform the head master, there is urgent news coming from all over the city."
Inside the main hall.
A majestic old man holds a sunspot in his hand.
'Snapped!'
The chess pieces fall.
The old man raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand, took the talisman into his hand, closed his eyes and looked at it.
The man playing chess with him glanced at it and asked curiously: "Third Junior Brother is personally in charge of Fangshi. Is there anything else that he can't handle?"
After looking at it, the old man said softly: "The Zuo deputy envoy of the Qiongyu Chamber of Commerce of the East Pole Alliance robbed and killed an unknown monk in Fang City. He was defeated by his opponent and was killed by the opponent, including Manager Liu.
, a total of six monks in the Dan-formation stage were not spared..."
Another person was shocked when he heard this, "How many people are there on the other side, and they are so strong?"
"It is said that there may be only one person on the other side, and the others are either incarnations or corpses, and they single-handedly killed Deputy Zuo and others without any harm..."
The old man said solemnly.
"hiss……"
The other person took a breath of air, "You and I may not be able to take down the deputy envoy Zuo if we take action personally, not to mention there are so many helpers. Don't they open their eyes and offend some Nascent Soul Patriarch? Qiongyu Chamber of Commerce has lost so many people, I'm afraid
I won’t let it go. Could it be that the third junior brother wants to invite the master to come out..."
The old man shook his head and said decisively: "The person who died was a member of the Merchant Alliance, not my righteous monk. It was just a dog biting a dog. How can you disturb the master for such a trivial matter? You don't have to wait for the Qiongyu Chamber of Commerce to come to your door. How dare someone named Zuo come here?"
In front of everyone, he shouted that all the losses would be borne by him, and summoned helpers in the name of the East Pole Alliance. As expected of a large chamber of commerce, it was indeed very wealthy! Brother Wei originally planned to rebuild Fang City, but someone happened to pay for it, so he sent someone to ask for compensation...
…”
…
I don’t know how far to the southwest of Lantau Island.
Cloudless.
On the empty sea, a ray of light suddenly appeared.
The escaping light is as fast as a shooting star, and even Qin Sang feels ashamed.
‘Whoosh!’
The light suddenly stopped and a figure appeared, it was Mou Laomo, the owner of Tianfeng Island.
He was wandering near Dongmen Island, but after receiving the news, he rushed over at full speed and was getting closer to Lantau Island.
He seemed to sense something. He pressed the escape light and glanced toward the northeast. Immediately, a blue light flashed between his eyebrows, and a blue flame emerged.
In the sunlight, the blue flames look extremely dreamy and sway gently.
Mou Laomo moved his lips slightly, and his seals changed continuously. One rune after another was submerged into the blue flame, and the blue flame swayed for a while, becoming more solid, and then tilted sharply to the northeast.
Seeing this scene, Mou Laomo's eyes narrowed slightly, "The deputy envoy of the Qiongyu Chamber of Commerce in the East China Sea seems to be not weak in cultivation. He is a top master in the pill formation stage. Even if he cannot defeat him, he will not miss the fire spell...
"
Thinking of this, Mou Laomo looked happy and took out a strange-shaped snare drum.
The strange drum is actually a top-notch magic weapon.
Mou Laomo Jiejie smiled strangely: "How dare you use magic fire to refine a weapon! If I hadn't found this magic weapon from a person when I was searching for souls, you might have escaped..."
When Qin Sang first arrived in Yaohai, he was recruited by the Qiongyu Chamber of Commerce and agreed to refine weapons for them. At that time, his weapon refining skills were far inferior to what they are now. In order to gain trust and reuse, he used the Nine Nether Demonic Fire to refine some top-quality magic weapons.
The strange drum is one of them.
Because the strange drum contained a hint of demonic fire, a Danjie monk accidentally discovered the strange drum. He thought it was a mysterious treasure and bought it from the Qiongyu Chamber of Commerce. Later, he found out that it was nothing more than what it looked like, so he threw it in a corner.
.
By some mistake, the strange drum fell into the hands of Mou Laomo.
Mou Laomo put away his strange drum, stretched out his hand, and blue flames floated into his palm.
Then with a thought, the blue flame tilted again.
The old monster Mou laughed, the light erupted again, and flew away through the air.
…
After entering the Seven Kills Hall for the first time, I learned that there was also the Nine Nether Demon Fire here.
Qin Sang was worried about being noticed by someone who was interested. Not only did he never use the Nine Nether Demonic Fire to refine weapons for others, but even when fighting with others, every time he used the Demonic Fire against the enemy, he would try his best to suppress the fluctuations and cover up the noise.
The only batch of magical weapons he refined with the help of the power of magic fire was actually very small in quantity.
Moreover, they are all magic weapons, not magic weapons. The aura of magic fire is hidden in the magic weapons. Under normal circumstances, high-level monks will not deliberately search for just a magic weapon.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong with these magical instruments.
Across the vast sea, Qin Sang turned into a blue rainbow and fled rapidly to the north.
Less than half an hour had passed since he was entangled by the fire spell.
At this moment, the fire curse struck again.
Qin Sang's eyes darkened and he stared at the fire spell rune on his arm.
After sensing the fluctuations emanating from the fire spell, the gloom in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and he was already filled with shock and anger.
Sure enough, as he and Bai had expected, Deputy Zuo sent a message to Mou Laomo before he arrived. The fire curse broke out again and again, which was obviously the move of Mou Laomo.
Except for the first two times, the subsequent intervals are as long as a quarter of an hour or as short as dozens of breaths, and the fire curse will occur once.
And with each attack, the fluctuations of the fire curse would become stronger, indicating that Mou Laomo was quickly approaching him.
Mou Laomo can find Qin Sang through the fire spell, and Qin Sang can also use the fluctuations of the fire curse to vaguely determine Mou Laomo's position. By comparing the fluctuations again and again, Qin Sang confirms that Mou Laomo is getting closer and closer to him.
The good news is that Qin Sang has not seen the shadow of Mou Laomo yet.
But despite being so far apart, Mou Laomo still had a way to cause the fire curse to occur. The strangeness of the fire curse, as well as the power of the Yuanying monks, made Qin Sang anxious and horrified at the same time.
Mou Laomo can sense his position at any time, so changing his position is meaningless.
As the crisis approached, Qin Sang could only flee northward.
The enemy was a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Even if Qin Sang tried his best, it would be difficult to even injure the enemy, but it was absolutely impossible for Qin Sang to capture him without any help and hand over the Eighteen Demonic Flags.
He didn't believe that Mou Lao Mo would kindly spare his life after taking away the Eighteen Demon Flags.
The ancestors of the Demonic Way will not lack the means to torture people. If they fall into the hands of Demon Mou, they may not be able to survive or die.
"Fellow Daoist Bai, do you remember anything?"
Qin Sang glanced at the corpse bag and couldn't help but ask.
During his flight, he tried countless methods, but was unable to deal with the fire spell and could only place his hope in Bai.
This chapter has been completed!