Numerologist

Naturally, no one answered Bai Fu's shout.

Xu Shi was impatient with his long-winded words, but the rhythm of changes in the formation accelerated a lot, Jianguang's speed became faster and faster, and the number became denser and denser.Two or three wounds were added to Bai Fu's body.

Even Carlo, who was being protected, became extremely embarrassed, and the plain white robe was gradually stained with blood.

Outside the formation, Xiao Wu and the little Taoist were standing outside, and they could see nine Taoist priests wielding long swords, concentrating on manipulating the formation.Bai Fu and Carlo stood still in place stupidly, but there were inexplicable wounds on their bodies.

Xiao Wu paced restlessly, the formation was in front of his eyes, but they couldn't touch it.Even being able to see the appearance inside is due to her current cultivation.If it was an ordinary person, they would only think that there was nothing here, and they would be deceived by the formation when passing through this place, and they would think that they were passing through the formation in a straight line.

For some reason, she always felt inexplicably flustered, and Mo Zifei's words "it's not him" flashed in her mind from time to time.Others didn't know Mo Zifei's identity as a fortune teller, so they didn't believe his words, but she knew how powerful Mo Zifei was.

As long as she could remember, she had never seen Mo Zifei make a mistake in judgment.

Even though he had no evidence this time and just judged by intuition, Xiao Wu felt that there was a great possibility that he would be right.But she was awkwardly unwilling to admit the possibility.

It felt like acknowledging his strength, as if she was inferior to him.It was as if the things she had been striving for had become childlike jokes.

Ask yourself, does she hate Mo Zifei?

No, she never did.On the contrary, she has been carefully placing him on the tip of her heart.It's just that he is too far away from her, and he can only be seen clearly when he looks up.

In the past, she was a cockatoo, a dispensable pet by his side; now, she is a little demon cultivator, and still a dispensable pet by his side.

However, she was ambitious and wanted to stand by his side and become his companion and comrade-in-arms.She hoped that they could talk to each other on an equal footing, instead of him blindly tolerant, as if she would always be that confused little parrot.

She always wanted to help him, wanted to find the devouring silkworm with her own efforts, and wanted to find her own way.So, this time she bravely insisted on her own ideas, escaped from his wings, and fought with like-minded friends.

Therefore, she hopes that her persistence is right and her judgment is correct.With a one-in-a-million hope, I pray that the Holy Son is indeed the devouring silkworm they are looking for.

Whether God heard her prayer is unknown, but Mo Zifei was summoned out.

Guessing that they are likely to attack here, Mo Zifei didn't want to meddle in their affairs at first, so what does it matter to him if one more person dies and one less person dies?However, half of it was out of anger at their method of killing the devouring silkworm. After all, he had never heard of anyone other than a fortune teller who had successfully killed the devouring silkworm; devouring silkworms.

So, Mo Zifei, who was planning to come over to take a look at what was going on, was successfully irritated.

Nine swords, nine formations unite into one, the battle turns and the stars move, this is the Nine Stars Trapped Formation!

Nine Stars Nine Realms, Nine Stars Trapped Formation is composed of nine different small worlds overlapping to form a chaotic and non-chaotic distorted world. In this formation, illusion and reality intersect, and there is vitality everywhere, but murderous intent everywhere.The Nine-Star Trapped Formation is strong when it is strong, and it is extremely difficult to break the formation from the inside after entering the formation.

The formation in front of him was completed by the cooperation of nine people. It is completely different from the formation that trapped and killed his master back then. However, the core essence is the same. This is a simple and low-profile version of the nine-star formation.

Feeling Mo Zifei's sudden soaring anger, the white dragon jade pendant around his waist suddenly buzzed violently, and the emerald green bead held in the mouth of the dragon broke away and flew straight up. Cold light long sword.

"Break the sky—" With his angry shout, the long sword swept through the sword intent to penetrate everything, and split open the distorted world of the nine-star trap formation.

boom--

The earth shakes and the mountains shake, and the sky and the earth change color.

A dragon chant suddenly sounded, and the phantom of the white dragon emerged, and the enchantment that was cast in time prevented the remaining power of this sword from spreading outward.

The invisible transparent enchantment ushered in the first wave of impact, and a crack half the length of a palm appeared.The power of the subsequent second wave of impact was greatly reduced, but a few small cracks were still added to the barrier wall.Fortunately, the final barrier held up, and when the remaining prestige disappeared, the phantom of the white dragon became dimmer by three points.

Xiao Wu, Xiao Taoist, and Bai Fu and Carlo who were released from the formation were all directly stunned by the first wave of shock.The nine Taoist priests were injured by the backlash of the broken formation, and they vomited blood and fell to the ground one by one. Only the leader Taoist priest with the highest cultivation level was still awake. He stared round and pointed at Mo Zifei. He vomited blood while talking, "You, why, what..."

Mo Zifei's eyes were as cold as ice, and the tip of his sword was mercilessly pressed against the leader's neck. His voice was as cold as the blade of his sword, and he asked, "Speak! Where did you learn the Nine Stars Trapped Formation?"

"I, cough cough," the team leader raised his head as if he was heroic, "Even if I die, cough cough, I will not betray the organization!"

"Then go die." He said blankly, sending the long sword forward in his hand.

"Wait!" The leader of the team hurriedly shrank his neck back, and hurriedly shouted, "I say! I say!"

Although he loves his post deeply, he loves his life even more deeply.Besides, this matter is really not top-secret information that cannot be disclosed.

In order to protect the Three Thousand Worlds and kill and devour the heavenly silkworms, the Great Cultivation World has set up a department for maintaining the peaceful operation of the Three Thousand Worlds, referred to as the peacekeeping department.They will assess, select, and train peacekeepers, and teach them how to deal with devouring silkworms.The Nine-Star Trapped Formation of Taoists was also taught by people from the peacekeeping department.

"It is said that there is a secret organization in the peacekeeping high-level, called Momen." The leader of the team took a breath and continued, "It is said that they are disciples of the Mohist school, and they know a lot of magic techniques from ancient times."

Speaking of this, the leader of the team took a peek at Mo Zifei, and thought, he is also surnamed Mo, and his strength is so tyrannical, shouldn't he also be a descendant of the Mo family?So this is a dispute between Momen, hurting Yuchi?

"Momen?" Mo Zifei frowned. He didn't think the Momen had anything to do with him.

The Mohist school was a big faction in ancient times, not all disciples of the Mohist school were surnamed Mo, only those who were recognized by the leader of the Mohist giant would be named Mo.Later, the Mohists gradually withdrew from the stage of history, and the remaining Mohists were living in seclusion in the same vein, taking on the duties of fortune tellers.

The numerologists divided their territories, and the big universe, the big world of comprehension, the big world of gods and demons, the big world of xianxia, ​​and the middle world and small world to which they belonged belonged to Mo Zifei's management scope.

This is the information that Mo Zifei learned from "Fei Gong", and if there is an urgent matter between the numerologists, they will also use the replica version of "Fei Gong" to contact each other.

Therefore, this so-called "Momen" was established in his territory, but he did not greet him, so it could only be a counterfeit.

However, few people in the Mohist school know about the "Nine Stars Trapped Formation", so how did his Mohist know about it?

Taking a glance at the team leader who had no more questions to ask, Mo Zifei withdrew his sword and snorted coldly: "With your strength, even with the nine-star trap, you can't kill the devouring silkworm at all."

Without the ability to mobilize the world's source power, this low-profile nine-star trap can only trap it for a while, but cannot kill it.

"Go back wherever you came from, and don't get in the way here." Mo Zifei easily opened the world passage, and kicked the team leader into the dark time and space passage.

Then with a flick of their sleeves, the rest of the unconscious people were thrown in.

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