"Well, according to the rules of Taixu Sect, your family will be fined to compensate 300,000 spirit stones... From then on, your family has no relationship with Taixu Sect and was expelled from the Taixu Sect's affiliated family. Can you accept it?"

"I'm willing to listen to Taixu Sect's punishment."

Misharong had already prepared something, so he immediately took out a bulging spirit stone bag and handed it to Mo Bei: "This is 300,000 spirit stones, please come and read it."

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

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

Seeing Mo Bei come out, a group of people rushed up with a smile on their faces.

"Empress, I am the Tuoba family of Tianxing Kingdom... Oh, don't squeeze me."

"My son has a lot of spiritual roots, and he is a genius who is rare in a century..."

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

The group of princes and nobles were blown out ten feet away and became quiet in an instant.

Mo Bei's thoughts moved and he rose up in the air. The next moment, Mo Bei turned into a afterimage and rushed into the sky, disappearing.

Mi Sharong followed him out with a blooming smile on his face and hugged his hands in the sky: "Great send me a message!"

The flowing shadows waiting for Mo Bei to turn completely dimmed and disappeared into the endless night sky.

The blooming smile on Misharong's face disappeared immediately, replaced by the disdainful sneer of the corner of his mouth: "What is Taixu Sect? The envoy? Haha."

At this moment, Mo Bei had already rushed out a thousand feet away.

One day later.

Mobei is already 30,000 miles away from the Tianxing City. He rushed to the junction of the Tianxing Kingdom and the Yuanrong Sect. Longshou Mountain.

"As long as I pass through this border, Longshou Mountain, in about eight days, I can rush back to Taixu Sect!" Mo Bei was walking through the clouds and mist, looking down at the dragon-shou Mountain, which was as huge as a dragon's head, opened its bloody mouth, wishing to swallow up everything in the world.

Just then—

“Hohu!”

A strong wind roared from a distance, shaking rapidly on Mo Bei's face.

"Um?"

Mo Bei frowned and suddenly felt that the spiritual energy contained in the strong wind seemed to be fluctuating violently.

"What a domineering and violent spiritual energy fluctuation, someone is fighting!" Mo Bei keenly smelled a trace of violent aura of fire, subconsciously stopped, turned his head to look towards the source of the spiritual energy fluctuation.

I saw that the clouds on the sky were burning red and sprinkled with blood all over the sky, as if covered with a scarlet blood robe of the Lord of the Sky.

"Go and take a look."

Mo Bei made up his mind and leaped up more than a hundred feet into the sky again. He completely penetrated into the endless sea of ​​clouds and hid himself, and then headed towards the source of spiritual energy.

Half an hour later.

The fluctuations of the spiritual energy became more and more intense. Swives of murderous intent rose wildly! This violent aura almost made Mo Bei's passionate blood boil.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

Under the clouds, there were constant roars, like thunder rolling in the sky, shaking people's eardrums.

Mo Bei did not dare to exude his spiritual consciousness to avoid being discovered, so he had to quietly poke his head out of the clouds and subconsciously look at the source of sound.

The next moment, Mo Bei felt as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

On that endless barren mountain!

The immortal cultivators are covered with locusts, black and squeezing the entire sky, covering the sky and the sun!

Countless techniques, sword energy, or flowing shadows, are thrown away and scattered everywhere, with colorful and colorful lights, as dazzling as fire trees and silver flowers.

This endless colorful light, mixed with roar and thunder, wishing to tear a big hole into the entire sky!

"Kill!! Kill all the demonic cubs of the Qiankun Demon Sect!!"

"Ahhhh!"

The shouts of killing are overwhelming!

Each of these people is a great person with great powers. Any move that can destroy the world!

Mo Bei saw a man with his own eyes, stomping on the void with his feet. The terrifying and domineering power compressed the space together, forming wrinkles, dragging it with one hand and grabbing the void.

The huge peak, about a hundred feet high, was actually raised from the ground and broken by the waist, and used as a hammer in his hand.

This huge mountain swept across the void, and the manic storm that swept into the heart!

Some of the cultivators who were swept into a ball of blood mist, exploded and their spirits and bodies were destroyed! Some screamed and fell to the ground!

It seemed that it was raining throughout the sky, and densely packed cultivators kept falling from the sky and falling!

Corpse all over the field!

In fact, endless flames burst out, burning the world!

Mo Bei could no longer describe the shock in his heart. He hid in the clouds and mist and did not move, his eyes were so angry that he stared at the scene in front of him.

"The Foundation Establishment Stage! No, at least the real person in the Golden Pill Stage!"

Mo Bei's body was cold, and he could not imagine how he had entered this terrifying battlefield with curiosity.

"These are all immortal cultivators from Yuanrong Sect, as well as demon cultivators from Qiankun Demon Sect!"

Mo Bei's eyes watched the difficult-to-solve disciples on both sides, swallowing their saliva hard: "How could they fight? Isn't the Qiankun Demon Sect several areas away from this place? How could they come here!"

All kinds of thoughts circling in Mo Bei's mind. Looking at the powerful cultivator, he waved his hand and the flowing shadows that shot out directly killed five or six cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage into blood mist and burst open. His heart trembled suddenly.

"It's so terrifying! Run! Being affected will mean death!"

Mo Bei suddenly woke up and quietly sank into the clouds and mists. Then he turned around and tried his best to activate the spiritual energy in his body and rushed out without thinking.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

It was not until after running a hundred miles away, landing among the mountains, and leaving the battle group that Mo Bei calmed down and took a breath. He leaned against the tree trunk and patted his chest with lingering fear: "It was so dangerous just now. So many real people in Jindan fight together. If they had a random blow, their remaining power could kill me into a scum!"

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

“Woo woo…”

At this time, bursts of crying suddenly came from the bushes not far away.

"Hmm? Someone!"

Mo Bei's heart jumped and he hurriedly emitting his spiritual sense to investigate the source of sound.

Then I saw three immortal cultivators in the dense forest who were in flames of red but were ragged and covered in blood, crying.

The entire stream has been dyed blood red, and the trunks of the stream are covered with corpses. The spiritual energy in the air around it is still fluctuating, and it is obvious that it has just experienced a big battle.

The three immortal cultivators looked at the corpses in the stream with sadness and horror.

"Senior brother, what should we do?" One of the seemingly young disciples looked panicked and turned to look at the elderly cultivator with a small beard beside him.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said hatefully: "These bastards of the Qiankun Demon Sect never leave any survivors! We can no longer go back, otherwise we will die!"

"Yuan Rong Sect is probably going to be destroyed," the middle-aged man said in secretly: "Buried the dead disciples, leave this place first, and then make plans!"

After saying that, the three disciples of Yuanrong Sect worked together to carry all the dead companions' bodies together, ignite and incinerate them. Thick smoke began to rise out of the dense forest.

At this moment, the older immortal cultivator suddenly looked stunned, and caught a touch of spiritual consciousness to investigate, and his face changed drastically.

"Someone!" The middle-aged man suddenly turned around, his eyes sharply penetrated the dense bushes, and fell on Mo Bei who was hiding 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!" The middle-aged man at this moment was already a frightened bird, and shouted: "If he reveals our whereabouts, you and I will die! Kill him!"

As soon as the words were finished, the middle-aged man had already taken action.

His claws were as fast as lightning, and a flowing shadow spread out from his palms, turning into a purple-red fire stick in the sway!

"die!"

The bone = the purple-red fire rod instantly erupted, gathering into a sea of ​​fire dragon, and bombarding Mo Bei at a very fast speed. Wherever he passed, the entire mountain forest was burned and burned, and it all turned into black and gray, disintegrating!

Yuanrongzong spell Sharoman Snake!

In the flash of lightning, the extremely ferocious fire dragon, mixed with roaring and bursting breath, rushed to Mo Bei!

"boom!"

The extremely terrifying fire dragon opened its bloody mouth, and purple flames sprayed out from its mouth, turning into purple fire snakes all over the sky, pounced towards Mo Bei!

"snort!"

Mo Bei snorted heavily, flashed sideways, and his feet swayed one after another. Then his body began to wander like a ghost, shaking repeatedly. Suddenly, countless blood-red afterimages appeared within 30 feet of radius.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The purple fire snake continued to collide with countless blood-red afterimages, exploding one after another.

Dozens of air waves after the explosion swept fiercely. For a moment, within a radius of 30 feet, towering trees broke in pieces and collapsed one after another.
To be continued...