At the last moment, an endless tide of golden tide surged, with ghosts standing in front of him. Mo Xian smiled. Nothing around him was defensive and was completely unprepared. When the waves arrived, his body shook slightly, and then stood like a phantom, standing in the sea of ​​golden toxic flames, without a trace of fire on his clothes.

The ghosts suddenly lost their target. At this moment, Mo Xian made a sound of timidity in his mouth, and raised a bead in his hand. It was the bead of the fire centipede. Red light suddenly emitted from the bead, which was particularly eye-catching in the flow of golden poisonous flames.

The red bead appeared, and it seemed to boil inside. A suction force was generated. These ghosts howled and were all sucked in. The ghosts underground were originally born of a spirit. In the poisonous flames underground, they were alive and died. They only had instinct and had no actual consciousness. They were sucked into the beads with a loud voice. The beads became their new home, completely isolated from the outside world. Mo Xian hanged the beads on the top, and the beads kept absorbing the free fire and ghosts. In addition, sacrifices and refining were a good treasure.

Mo Xian called it the earthly beads, and he sat cross-legged in the flowing gold and poisonous fire, waiting for the white lotus to absorb the turbid air and saturate it. He felt regretful that the thick earth beads were damaged, and there was no thing around him that could absorb the turbid air. There were two lotus flowers, but they had not been sacrificed and refined, so they could not absorb the turbid air. Otherwise, collecting some turbid air is a good material.

In the sea of ​​golden poisonous flames, a white lotus gradually turned into a gray lotus. Finally, the color did not change anymore, and there was no sign of absorbing turbid air. With a move of Mo Xian's eyes, the gray lotus fell to his palm, and his body sank. With the power of his six dragons, it sank down. The quality can be imagined.

Mo Xian smiled and sent the gray lotus into the Qiankun bag. The next step is to collect the nine heavenly clear air. The nine heavenly clear air must be collected at Tianzhu Peak. It is relatively easier than taking turbid air. When taking turbid air, it would probably be more troublesome if it were not accidentally refining the body and transforming it into fire. In addition, there is not much dragon energy on the top of the head, so you have to go out quickly. Otherwise, you don’t know when the demon moth will appear.

Mo Xian went up the way, and he was the same as fire. Fire would not hurt him at all. He came out of the sea of ​​golden poisonous flames, passed through the Yuan magnetosphere, and reached the poisonous fire layer. This layer was simply a pediatric for him at present, but something unexpected happened. The dragon energy on his head dissipated, and evil karma once again enveloped his head.

Mo Xian had a Gden in his heart. Before he could react, a drop of red magma slurry had already come to his head. Mo Xian's body shook, and he was almost blindly avoiding this big drop.

Although the pulp bag will not do anything to him even if it falls on his head, bad luck is bad luck. It will not burn you to death and will disgust you to death.

Just after the drop of slurry, a three-legged hunter appeared in the fire with a roar. He bumped into the fire. Mo Xian snorted coldly and waved his hand. A strong wind blew up from the sea of ​​fire. The fire rumbling constantly, blowing the three-legged hunter away. He turned into a fire light, rushed straight up, crossing the river of magma, and accidentally almost drilled into the rock.

After many twists and turns, he finally saw the crater. He crawled over and recovered his body. The blue sky and white clouds outside were underground for more than a month, and finally saw the sun again.

He breathed in fresh air in big mouthfuls, and looked around. The surrounding snow-capped mountains were holy. There were a few ghost cultivators around the crater. Mo Xian saw them at a glance and felt a sense of danger in his heart.

Before he could understand, seven people had already soared into the air and surrounded him. These seven people were in the air, each of which was the Tiangang Beidou Formation, with each law enforcer in his hands. The Yaoguang monk Mo Xian looked familiar with him, holding the sulfur prison banner in his hands; the Tianyang monk held the seven Yin banner in his hands; the Yuheng monk held the Yu Ruyi in his hands; the Tianquan monk held the Soul-Starting Sword Banner in his hands; the Tianji monk held the Soul-Starting Scene Mirror in his hands; the Tianxuan monk held the Tianyin ring in his hands.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?" Mo Xian knew that he was plagued by evil karma, but he would not have a good face for them.

The monk Yao Guang sneered: "Who are we? Haha, a month ago, you entered the crater. Before entering, you even put me in. Today, we are here, the Seven Ghosts of the Yellow Springs, and today we are here to ask for an explanation."

Mo Xian remembered that when he entered the crater, a ghost cultivator once sucked and sucked the sulfur aura of hell here and used the sulfur prison banner to plot against Mo Xian. At that time, Mo Xian broke his pillar of air with a purple bamboo stick, and probably had a grudge at that time.

"It turns out it's you. I haven't looked for you yet. You jump out by yourself. The Seven Ghosts of the Yellow Springs are such a big name. They are just some left-minded tricks. How dare you bully me!" Mo Xian was not polite, and a purple bamboo stick appeared in his hand. It was estimated that these Seven Ghosts were not Mo Xian's opponents, but their Beidou formation was used to defeating the strong with the weak.

"Haha! No matter who you are, even if you enter my Beidou Formation, even if you are a god, you will be hiding me. You are just a Nascent Soul Cultivator, who is better than us. If you enter the Beidou Formation, if you are well-behaved and give up your underground harvest as soon as possible, you will have to let your life go!" The monk at Tianquan laughed.

"Then you die!" Mo Xian said coldly, and the purple bamboo stick in his hand hit Tianquan. With one move, there were thousands of purple lights and thousands of white lotus flowers, which were vast and like a tide.

The Tianquan monk's sword slashed and the formation unfolded. As soon as Mo Xian's staff power came into contact with the sword slogan, Yuheng and Tianji moved together. The seven people seemed to be one. None of them could take Mo Xian's staff, but the force was dispersed strangely. The seven people were one, and the purple bamboo staff hit the sky, and the air fluctuated like water.

Mo Xian sighed. Although he was not very proficient in formation, he did not know anything. After all, he learned basic formations and saw that the seven people in the other party's seven-star formation were one. No matter who attacked, the seven people would share the responsibility together, and there were also the magical uses of the formation. It was not that the seven people shared the responsibility. In fact, each of the seven people only had one-fourth of the burden.

"Good come!" The Yaoguang monk called out, and the formation changed rapidly, like the real Big Dipper. In the interweaving, the attack power of the purple bamboo stick was quickly decomposed.

Mo Xian had no power, but the enemy's counterattack had arrived, and seven attacks were like tides, mixed together. Before the attack came, the energy had been locked in Mo Xian. Mo Xian felt cold intuition. He let go of his feelings and only relies on his innate inspiration. This was also his. Most of the seven souls on his body turned yin into yang, and then he felt a trace of inspiration. He hit the void with one stick, and then another stick came again, and in an instant, twenty-one sticks were shot, and a sound of a sudden sound came from the air.

When the twenty-one staff was released, there was nothing at all. When the twenty-one staff appeared, it turned into a purple dragon, facing the mingled attack. With a bang, Mo Xian's face changed and he floated out.

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Chapter completed!