Chapter 1912

Seeing Wei Fang's expression, Mo Wen felt a little funny. He didn't have that kind of thought about the girl. However, when he thought of what had happened just now, Mo Wen immediately rolled in his heart. He was also a normal man. How could he not think about that kind of voice?

Mo Wen speeds up his pace when he carries Wei Fang on his back. Although most of the people are sent to enchantment road by Mo Wen, there are still a few people who are concerned about by Mo Wen in Fuzhou, so he can't stay in this Qifeng mountain for too long. There are so many mysterious experts in Fuzhou now, and he can't let these people's plot succeed, even if he comes to pay homage to the land lord, Don't ask, you have to give these people a big gift.

Therefore, this trip to Qifeng mountain became impatient.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mo Wen decides to send Wei Fang to the cave on the edge of the cliff where he once stayed with LAN Xiaofeng.

Soon, Mo Wen came to the cave with Wei Fang on his back.

"Girl, you stay alone, don't run around, I have some things to do!"

"Brother, I'm... I'm afraid alone!" Let Wei Fang a person stay in such a dark cave, really some embarrassment this wench.

"Don't be afraid!" Mo Wen Yan patted Wei Fang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll go out and get you some game and make a fire. You can roast some meat and have a good rest. I'll be back soon!"

"All right..." Wei Fang knew that Mo Wen must have something very important to do here, so she nodded: "then you should pay attention to your safety, come back quickly... I'll wait for you here..."

"Well!" Mo nodded and turned to prepare food for Wei Fang.

Outside the cave, Mo Wen simply made a few game, washed and peeled them, cut down a few trees, and then cut down the pieces of wood and brought them back to the cave.

Maybe Wei Fang was really hungry. After Mo Wen started the fire, he saw the smell of the food and was no longer as scared as before.

I've been to the five poisons cult in Qifeng mountain more than once.

Today, when you come here again, Mo Wen always feels strange. There is no breath of people around. After Mo Wen killed the five poisons cult, maybe no one has been here any more?

Familiar with the road, do not ask all the way into the underground city of the five poison cult.

This time, Mo Wen still feels the breath of the powerful ghost pagoda. The only difference is that Mo Wen is no longer as nervous as before. The power of the ghost pagoda is very similar to the spirit stone in his body. However, the blood dragon halberd in his hand is not so peaceful. Once he enters the dungeon, he will feel more comfortable, Blood dragon halberd began to stir up.

It was as if he wanted to kill the enemy bravely when he met a strong enemy, but under the strong suppression of Mo Wen, the blood dragon halberd soon quieted down.

"Hell beast... Come out..." Mo Wen waved his hand. Hundreds of hell beasts brought out of the trapped spirit circle array were thrown out of his soul ring.

The next moment, a white light, instantly appeared on the ground of the underground city.

Hundreds of netherworld beasts, led by Xiaoming beasts, appeared ferociously beside Mo Wen.

"Roar..." as soon as the hell beasts appeared, they roared one after another, and the whole underground city was immediately covered by the sound of the hell beasts.

"Master, where is this?" Xiaoming beast observed around for a while, a jump to Mo Wen's side, curiously asked.

"There is a magic weapon below. I want to break the seal of this magic weapon today. I need your help. Is there any problem?" Don't ask and small dark beast nonsense, say directly.

"No problem, I and the nether beast under me will surely protect the Dharma for our master!" Xiaoming beast nodded and agreed without thinking.

"Very good. Now come down with me. After I enter this magic weapon, you should use the power of hell beast to help me in the border under cloth!" With that, Mo asked, squinting and staring at the entrance of the underground city, murmuring to himself: "can you crack the seal, it depends on the two spirit stones..."

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Wen took the lead in walking into the third floor of the underground city.

In my memory, there were many beasts at the beginning of the third layer. However, this time, nothing unusual happened.

Until the fifth floor, Mo Wen felt the powerful power of the Ghost Tower seal.

"Little guy, help me to set up the border. Outside the border, protect the Dharma for me..."

"It's the master!" After receiving Mo Wen's instruction, the little dark beast immediately gathered all the dark beast's power and injected the power into the border at the moment when Mo Wen laid the border.

In this way, Mo Wen can escape from the ghost pagoda even if he fails to crack it.

Judging from the previous two visits here, Mo Wen only needs to break these layers to see Ling Fei sealed in the Ghost Tower. However, the lower down, the more terrifying the Ghost Tower is. It's not so easy to crack it. However, no matter how difficult it is, Mo Wen is not willing to go back empty handed, because now Mo Wen has two spirit stones, With the gathering of so many mysterious forces in Fuzhou, Mo Wen is very eager to get the ghost pagoda. As long as he gets the ghost pagoda, Mo Wen can cultivate the unique knowledge of the ghost gate completely. If he misses this opportunity, it will be difficult to come in again.

At the thought of this, Mo Wen immediately raised his right arm without hesitation, took the bleeding dragon halberd, and cut it madly towards the invisible prohibition in front of him.

This prohibition collapsed again under Mo Wen's blood dragon halberd, turned into a golden ripple, and disappeared without a trace. Mo Wen continued to walk carefully. This time, he walked four meters before encountering the invisible prohibition again. It can be seen that the prohibitions in the ghost pagoda appeared randomly, not in order. At this time, Mo Wen had already walked down more than ten meters, You can already feel the fluctuation of soul power ahead. The lower you go, the stronger you feel about the fluctuation of soul power.

"Now that you've come in, you'll have to get the ghost pagoda. This seal must be broken... Otherwise, I'm so sorry for these two spirit stones." Mo Wen ignores the fluctuation of the soul. When he approaches the sixth floor, he raises his right arm again and uses the blood dragon halberd to cut down the front invisible prohibition.

"Click!" This time, don't ask that the invincible blood dragon halberd didn't work, just cut a ten inch gap in front of the invisible prohibition.

When the forbidden system was attacked, it immediately showed its original shape in front of Mo Wen. The forbidden system, like a golden shield of light, stood up in front of us. There was a shocking crack on it.

"Boom!" Mo Wen raised the blood dragon halberd again and smashed it down to the crack.

"Peng" accompanied by a loud bang, the already damaged golden light shield was finally unbearable, collapsed, turned into a golden ripple, and disappeared in the underground city.

Just as Mo Wen stepped down the sixth floor, a brilliant blue light burst out from the top of the passage three meters in front of him. A face sized hole slowly took shape. As soon as the hole appeared, a very terrible scene appeared in it. Countless spirit bodies rushed out. The terrible scene was not the ferocity of spirit bodies, but the number of spirit bodies, It's so much that Mo Wen can't estimate. Even among these spirits, many of them have reached the realm of ghost king. If there are two ghost kings, Mo Wen won't take them seriously. It's roughly estimated that there are thousands of ghost kings among millions of spirits. In this way, Mo Wen even has a ghost in his hand, It's going to be torn to pieces by millions of spirits.

"Wow, this... This is terrible, isn't it?" Don't ask to be frightened, the blood dragon halberd in the hand has already begun to stir up, instantly change a very huge halberd.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect to be trapped for hundreds of years, and I can leave this ghost place... This boy is good, delicate, and can finally eat a fresh meal of human blood essence today..."

"This boy belongs to me. Don't rob me..."

"Damn, who are you?"

"I think the boy is a fool, isn't he? Knowing that this is a ghost pagoda, how can you break into it? "

"This son has entered the ghost pagoda twice, and the seal of the ghost pagoda has failed to keep him. Don't be too proud. Be careful to suffer from this boy's loss..."

"Ha ha, get out of here... How can a young man in his twenties bear the ghost king like me? Ridiculous... Ridiculous... "

"Yes, the boy is energetic enough to have a good meal!"

"Hum!" Don't ask, listen to these spirit's comment, cold hum a, seem to have thought of a way to deal with these spirit.

Without saying a word, under the cover of the blood dragon halberd, Mo Wen actually sat directly on the ground.

"What is the boy doing?"

"What else can we do? We have so many ghost kings and ghosts... He must know that he will die and give up his resistance..."

"It's not fun. Is it over? I thought there was something funny about it, so I surrendered? "

"One spirit, one world..." suddenly, Mo Wen burst out a sentence, which surprised all the spirit bodies. Mo Wen raised his arms high, and his hands were claw shaped. In the palm of his hand, there were two blood red shining spirit stones spinning rapidly.

"Be good at knowing his mental powers, so as to get his mental powers, and know that there is no difference in the hearts of all living beings in the three thousand world, such as one world, or even tens of billions. Then from his world, all living beings' hearts can distinguish knowledge."

Mo Wen continued to shout a formula in his mouth. The next moment something strange happened. Mo Wen was full of cultivation power. He was instantly absorbed by the spirit stone in his palm.

Originally, this young man, who looked like he was in his twenties, suddenly became an ordinary man. He could no longer feel the strength of cultivation and the breath of truth in his body.

What the hell is this guy doing?

"My God, he is changing his way of cultivation..."

"What did you say?" Among the ghosts and spirits, an old man floating in the corner was shocked when he heard the words. How many people can do it? How could this young man in his twenties be so rebellious.

Changing the way of cultivation is a new world of cultivation.

And don't ask if you can be so rebellious in your twenties. How can these spirits in front of you compete with it? Isn't that your own death?