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Chapter 2001 Magic Fan

Although the number of people on the tenth floor is not large, it is still quite large, at least tens of thousands.

The main hall on the tenth floor actually has three gates, two of which are the entrances of force and intelligence respectively, and the third gate is like an exit.

Because Zhuo Wen discovered that the third gate often flashed with white light, and each white light had one or several monks, and most of the monks coming out of the third gate were in a sorry state.

Poof!

Another white light flashed, and then a monk spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground.

This monk was covered in blood and looked like a bloody man, extremely miserable.

"Whoever has Dragon King Grass, please save me. I am willing to pay any price in exchange! I am Mo Fan, the disciple of Dongyu Tianmo Island, please save me..."

The bloody man kept squirming on the ground, making a trembling sound at the same time, and his voice was intermittent. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Tianmo Island? It doesn't matter if you are a member of Lord Brahma of Zhongyu. Your outside identity is worthless here."

In the main hall, a monk with triangular eyes and five monks slowly walked over, and then stepped on the man's head.

"Lu Guang, you..."

Mo Fan's eyes were spitting fire. Unfortunately, before he could say anything, the triangular-eyed monk named Lu Guang stepped on Mo Fan's mouth, automatically shutting him up.

"What kind of rubbish is the top disciple of Tianmo Island? You are the only one like you? Tianmo Island is rubbish, how can it compare with our Demon Pearl Sect?" Lu Guang said with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Everyone around was talking a lot, but no monks dared to step forward to dissuade him.

The Demonic Pearl Sect is not simple. It is also one of the ten major sects in the Star Territory. It is also one of the two major demonic sects within the ten major sects. The other demonic sect is Tianmo Island.

Moreover, Tianmo Island and the Demon Pearl Sect have a huge grudge, which Bagua Zhuo Wen heard from the surrounding discussions.

It is said that the master of the Demonic Pearl Sect is the Taoist companion of the island owner of Tianmo Island, and the two of them got together despite their objections. However, it turned out that the master of the Demonic Pearl Sect deliberately formed a Taoist companionship with the island owner of Tianmo Island in order to finally get the island.

He gained the trust of the Lord and then stole the magic book of Tianmo Island.

The magic book was lost, and the vitality of Tianmo Island was severely damaged. As a result, Tianmo Island had a battle with the Demon Pearl Sect. In the end, the two major Demon Sects were both injured and each closed their sects.

However, because the Magic Pearl Sect obtained the magic book of Tianmo Island, it quickly recovered, and its power became stronger and stronger, with the tendency to surpass Tianmo Island.

It is because of this grudge that the relationship between the two demon sects is extremely bad. When the disciples of the two demon sects meet, they will fight if they disagree.

Now Mo Fan is seriously injured. Considering the grudge between Mo Zhu Sect and Tian Mo Island, it is strange that Lu Guang would let Mo Fan go.

Many of the people around him felt pity for Mo Fan. They knew that if Mo Fan fell into Lu Guang's hands, he would probably be worse off than dead.

"Huh? The Beginningless Magic Gold Sword Embryo is very excited!"

The moment Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the demon, he found that the beginningless magic gold sword embryo in the spiritual ring was beating and neighing, as if he had encountered something happy.

"The Wushi Demonic Gold must have sensed the aura of the Tiangang Demonic Fire. That Mo Fan probably possesses the Tiangang Demonic Fire." Xiao Hei suddenly said.

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and took another look at Mo Fan.

Naturally, Mo Fan and Zhuowen knew each other. The most dazzling one among the disciples of Tianmo Island was the witch Yu Shan, and this Mo Fan was standing next to Yu Shan at the beginning. It was impossible not to attract others' attention.

"Lu Guang, what do you want? If Junior Sister Yu Shan comes back, you won't have much to gain." Mo Fan said in a deep voice.

Lu Guang laughed and said: "Mo Fan, are you still so naive? Do you really think that the map of Falling Demon Valley that your Demon Island got is correct? You should have noticed something is wrong, right? Your junior sister is now

He must be trapped in the Demonic Valley."

"What? Did your Mozhu Sect deliberately leak that map to us?" Mo Fan's expression changed slightly.

Lu Guang's mouth was filled with a sneer, and he said: "What do you think? Falling Demon Valley is not that easy to enter. Our Demonic Pearl Sect does not have a map there, but our senior brother Wei Shuo is good at deduction, I think he should be able to find it

The correct route to enter the Fallen Demon Valley, as for you are just cannon fodder for Brother Wei Shuo to explore the way."

Mo Fan was furious, but unfortunately, he was unable to do what he wanted and was suppressed by Lu Guang's right foot.

boom!

Lu Guang kicked Mo Fan unceremoniously. Mo Fan groaned in pain and arched his waist like a ripe prawn.

"Beat me, beat me to death, but don't beat me to death, just beat me half to death. I will be of some use later." After Lu Guang finished speaking, he took a few steps back.

The five monks behind Lu Guang were punching and kicking Mo Fan with a ferocious smile.

These five monks controlled their strength very well. They could not kill the demon, but they were able to double his pain.

Whoosh!

However, when the five people were fighting Mo Fan desperately, a gust of wind came, and then a figure quickly grabbed Mo Fan and swept away from the main hall.

"Huh? Who? Where to go?"

This figure was so fast that the five of them didn't react at all, but Lu Guang noticed it immediately, and powerful spiritual consciousness surged out, turning into invisible palms to grab at the figure.

Boom!

Unfortunately, a more powerful spiritual consciousness struck, and the invisible palm immediately collapsed, and the figure completely disappeared within the scope of the main hall.

"Chase!"

Lu Guang chased after him without hesitation. Unfortunately, Lu Guang quickly turned back with a gloomy look.

After the figure swept out of the hall, it opened a pair of dragon wings, its speed doubled instantly, and it immediately left the range locked by his spiritual consciousness.

Over a mountain range, an afterimage passed by and landed at the foot of the mountain.

Zhuo Wen put Mo Fan down, and the candle dragon wings behind him slowly closed.

"The Nine Infants of the Candle Dragon" Zhuo Wen is basically practicing, so the young dragons on the Candle Dragon Wings have grown up a lot, at least they look much better than at the beginning, and the speed of the Candle Dragon Wings is also much faster than before.

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Lu Guang and the five monks around him are not simple. Lu Guang's cultivation has probably reached the peak of Xutian, and the weakest of the five monks around him is also a Xutian monk.

Lu Guang's spiritual consciousness reached about 1,800 meters, which was not too far behind Zhuo Wen. With the help of five people, he did not dare to confront these six people head-on, so he could only take the demon away by surprise.

Fan.

Fortunately, there is a limit to the spiritual consciousness here, and his candle dragon wings are fast enough, so Na Lu Guang can be easily thrown away by him.

If it were in the outside world, with Lu Guang's powerful spiritual consciousness, it would be impossible for Zhuo Wen to get rid of Lu Guang so easily.

"It's you?"

Mo Fan opened his eyes, stared at Zhuo Wen, and couldn't help but said in surprise.

"Do you know me?" Zhuo Wen asked doubtfully.

Mo Fan shook his head and said awkwardly: "Junior sister Yu Shan noticed you in Dongyu Square, so I also met you once..."

Zhuo Wen nodded. He noticed it when Yu Shan paid attention to him, but he didn't care. He didn't expect that Mo Fan would still remember him.

"Thank you for saving me, brother. Don't you know my brother's name?" Mo Fan said sincerely, cupping his fists.

He knew that if Zhuo Wen didn't take action, he would definitely die, and he would also die of torture.

Zhuo Wen waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "My dear Zhuo Wen, Brother Demon, you said before that if anyone can take out the Dragon King Grass, they will exchange it for anything, right?"

"Do you have Dragon King Grass?" Mo Fan said in surprise.

Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "I'm sorry, I did get a piece of Dragon King Grass by chance, but I want something from you."

Dragon King Grass is a seventh-level magic medicine, which is extremely precious even to the powerful Xutian.

Zhuo Wen originally got a few dead Dragon King Grass plants in the Fire Cloud Territory, but they were all revived by the Red Cloud Immortal Earth.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen was extremely grateful to the Red Cloud Immortal Land, otherwise, those dead seventh-level magical medicines would be really worthless to him.

"Brother Zhuo, just say it, as long as I have it, I will definitely exchange it with you." Mo Fan said quickly.

Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered and he said: "I need Tiangang Demon Fire!"

Mo Fan's face hardened and he frowned: "Tiangang Demon Fire? Brother Zhuo, why do you want this thing?"

"If Brother Mo is inconvenient, Zhuo will not force it." Zhuo Wen said calmly.

Mo Fan took a look at his own situation and said with a wry smile: "Since Brother Zhuo wants the Tiangang Demon Fire, Mo will not be stingy, but I don't have much of it, and it was given to me by the island owner."

As he said that, Mo Fan took out a transparent bottle. Inside the bottle, there was a palm-sized purple-black flame, which was overflowing with magic and quite strange.

"No problem!"

Zhuo Wen waved his hand, took out the bottle, and then took out the Dragon King Grass and handed it to Mo Fan.

Holding the Dragon King Grass in his hand, Mo Fan's eyes were filled with ecstasy. He took a deep breath, cupped his hands to Zhuo Wen and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Zhuo, for this time, you are my savior. Mo Fan will not forget this kindness."

Zhuo Wen waved his hand, his intention was not very innocent.

"Brother Mo, you should heal your injuries first! After you are healed, I will ask you some questions!"

After Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he set up a shielding formation around Mo Fan, and he walked out.

Although Zhuo Wen didn't have much contact with Mo Fan, it can be seen from his words and deeds that Mo Fan is an extremely principled person.

Therefore, he is not afraid that Mo Fan will retaliate with kindness after he heals his injuries.

And even if Mo Fanen takes revenge, Zhuo Wen is not afraid. Now he has a lot of trump cards. Who will win when the time comes is unknown.

Looking at Zhuo Wen who walked out of the shielding formation, Mo Fan showed gratitude. He was not a fool, so how could he not see what Zhuo Wen meant.

Zhuo Wen is telling him that he trusts him, so he can rest assured that he will discuss some things after he heals his injuries.


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