Retrograde fairy way

In the Xiajing Palace, a group of people were discussing something with each other with serious faces!

"Mr. Xia, as long as you can make a deal, you can do whatever you want. I think you know the financial strength of my general sales firm!" Feng Liantian said to Xia Bingzhang with a serious face.

But in his heart, he felt quite helpless. If it wasn't for the entanglement of his daughters at home, he really didn't want to come here. After all, the forces behind him have always asked him to act in a low-key manner. It is really very polite to make such a big fanfare to save one person.

But Feng Liantian, who knows the hearts of the four daughters well, can only act like this!

"Your Honorable Feng, you don't need to say too much. The thief killed my descendants of the Xia family. No matter what, the old man will not let him go! What's more, the thief is in the empire. He has committed major crimes one after another and killed countless people. If he is let go Where do you put the laws of the empire?" Xia Bingzhang put on a businesslike look, but glanced at Li Batian who was aside.

The Xia family is bound to obtain the secret technique mastered by Wang Mo, and Wang Mo's own aptitude makes Xia Bingzhang tremble even more. It is absolutely impossible for him to let him go.

"This..." Seeing this, Feng Liantian was also in a difficult situation for a while. As the owner of the general seller, he naturally knew that what Xia Bingzhang said was true, but he couldn't give up on it. Difficult woman?

Thinking of this, Feng Liantian couldn't help casting a look of help at Feng Wan'er beside him. He had a deep understanding of his wife's troublesome kung fu, and he could only place his hopes on it at this time.

Knowing husband Mo Ruo's wife, Feng Wan'er, who had long been dissatisfied with the two people who had been playing bureaucratic accents, raised her eyebrows and said: "Mr. Xia, I respect you as a senior, and I don't want to say too much. Ken let that kid go, just mention it!"

Seeing Feng Wan'er's appearance like this, he had already experienced Feng Wan'er's difficulties, but at this moment, he couldn't agree to it no matter what, Xia Bingzhang frowned deeply, and congealed a word of Sichuan , Shen Sheng said: "Even if the old man gives Venerable Feng face and agrees to let him go, how will the two of you explain to Venerable Li Batian?"

As he said that, he looked at Li Batian who was sitting on the side. At this moment, Li Batian was looking at Feng Liantian and his wife with a sneer. Anyone could feel the anger in his heart.

After all, Feng Liantian and his wife came here to beg for Li Batian's son-killing enemy. As a father, it's no wonder that Li Batian is in a good mood!

Faced with such a situation, Feng Liantian and Feng Wan'er ignored it, showing helpless expressions. During this period of time, Li Batian has been living in the palace. He was obviously a guest in the palace, but he was watching and helping Xia Bingzhang in secret. Prevent Feng Liantian and his wife from coming to rob people.

Facing such a situation, Feng Liantian and the two were extremely helpless. The four of them were all late-stage foundation-establishment monks, but they were strong and weak. If there was a big battle over this, it would inevitably cause chaos in Xia Jing, and it would be out of control.

Gengjian's clan's children are all in Xia Jing, and no one knows what will happen under the chaos.No one can bear such a result.

It is obviously impossible to let Li Batian let go, after all, no one will let the murderer of his son and enemy go, let alone both sons died at the hands of each other.

In desperation, Feng Liantian and his wife had no choice but to retreat and discuss how to explain to their daughters.

"Hmph!" Li Batian stared at the two leaving with a gloomy expression, and snorted coldly.

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"Huh!" Half a month later, in the ninth floor of the dungeon, Wang Mo let out a deep breath and stood up slowly.

In the past half month, Wang Mo has eliminated all the hidden dangers in his body with the help of the Zihua Yunling Pill, reaching an unprecedented peak state, but his head is full of black hair, and there are dots of dark red flickering inside, but no matter what. Can't recover.

"Presumably, this is the sequelae of infinitely stimulating potential!" Thinking of this, Wang Mo shook his head slightly with a helpless look and smiled wryly.

Previously, if Xia Bingzhang and Li Batian didn't want him to live temporarily, and now they joined forces to suppress Wang Mo's reversed meridian, I am afraid that he would have died under the severe pain of the reversed meridian, which can be said to be indirectly saved. He died.

But it was only for Wang Mo to survive. One who wanted to learn about the treasured exercises from him, and one who wanted to torture him for a better life, would definitely not pay more for him.

However, for some unknown purpose, the red-robed patriarch used an incomparably precious four-grain elixir to directly restore his meridians, and his cultivation has a tendency to rise to a higher level!

"Jie Jie, boy, your body is recovering well!"

Just when Wang Mo was thinking secretly, an old voice suddenly came from beside his ear, and his body suddenly felt like pig iron scraping a solid stone, which irritated his eardrums and hurt.

Knowing where the owner of the voice came from, Wang Mo didn't dare to be negligent, and bowed to salute: "Thank you for your help, senior. If nothing happens, I want to leave!"

"Hey, boy, you have a good idea. I still have something for you to do, Patriarch!" Hearing what Wang Mo said, the patriarch in red chuckled lightly, staring at him playfully. With Wang Mo.

Sensing the scrutiny of the red-robed patriarch, Wang Mo felt his whole body tense up suddenly, as if a mountain was approaching him, making him unable to move a single bit. He was secretly horrified, but he said in his mouth: "Senior cultivator!" It's astonishing, I don't know what I want the kid to do?"

Thinking of the fate of those women before, Wang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he said to himself: "Could it be that this old monster has that hobby?" Thinking of this, Wang Mo's heart was extremely firm, and his legs trembled twice involuntarily.

"Hey hey!" The red-robed patriarch looked at Wang Mo and let out a piercing laugh.

"Not good!" Hearing the pervasive laughter, Wang Mo secretly let out a bad sound, circulated his true qi, wanted to break free from the pressure, and backed away.

But without waiting for him to move, the red-robed patriarch who had been sitting upright on the stone platform suddenly raised his arm and pointed at Wang Mo.

I saw a flash of bright red light, and it entered Wang Mo's body in an instant, but Wang Mo only felt his body lighten, and his struggling body calmed down, and there was no more sound.

Seeing this situation, the red-robed patriarch swung his sleeves lightly, counting until the brilliance flashed by, and there were more than a dozen arrays on the ground, about several feet long, with exquisite patterns engraved on the surface, which were more complicated than Wang Mo's paintings. How many.

Then, the red-robed patriarch wiped it on his hand, and saw a flash of light on the simple and gorgeous ring, and countless crystals emitting strong vitality appeared in the air, floating in the air.

If Wang Mo opened his eyes at this time, he would definitely recognize that these are the few spirit stones in his ring, but at this time, there are no less than tens of thousands of them, which shows that the red-robed patriarch What an astonishing wealth.

Looking at the spirit stones in front of him, the red-robed patriarch stretched out his palm, and gently moved forward one after another, and saw the spirit stones falling neatly onto the formation disk, and silently inlaid into the concave points of the formation disk. above.

As these spirit stones returned, the originally silent array trembled suddenly, radiating brilliantly, and slowly floating up, forming a huge vitality vortex, which was even stronger than Wang Moxiu's breakthrough. vast.

Fortunately, this is the depths of the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison, and the depth of the ground is unknown, and no one can detect it.

The red-robed patriarch looked solemn, and waved gently to Wang Mo, who was motionless, and saw Wang Mo drifting towards the sky of the array without any breath, until he landed in the center where the vitality gathered, and then stopped moving.

After finishing all this, the red-robed patriarch seemed to be relieved, his complexion slightly relieved, but he disappeared immediately, and muttered to himself: "It's finally finished, I didn't expect that God sent me such a gift, it seems really The sky will not stop me! Jie Jie!"

At the end of the talk, the face was full of ferociousness, combined with the huge blood pool emitting red light on the ninth floor, the voice echoed back and forth in the hollow ground, it seemed so weird and scary!

Fortunately, there were only two people here, and Wang Mo was floating beside him unconsciously.

After finishing speaking, the face of the red-robed patriarch tightened, and the red robe bulged automatically without wind, as if it was inflated. Both hands made a series of formulas and pointed towards the blood pool. As before, there were more than a dozen arrays and countless The spirit stone flew out and hovered over the blood pool.

However, this time after the formation disk was activated, the red-robed patriarch floated towards it and fell into the eye of the formation. Judging from the situation, he wanted to personally suppress the The boundless bloody evil spirit.

No matter how various energies gather with the vitality vortex, the red-robed patriarch still sits firmly in it, without moving at all. As time goes by, half a month passes in a blink of an eye.

On the ninth floor of the ground, there were two silent figures in the two extremely mysterious formations, one of them was the red-robed patriarch who was sitting upright, but there was some movement at this time.

The power of the blood pool originally driven by the activation of the array disk and the gathering of vitality, because the last ray of blood was sucked into the array, and then merged into the body of the red-robed ancestor, making him look gloomy because of his blood robe. It was extremely cold.

Immediately, the red-robed patriarch, who was silent at first, suddenly opened his eyes, and two piercing crimson auras of blood shot out, and two holes appeared in the dense and incomparably dense vitality mist in front of him, churning endlessly.

Then, without stopping, he pinched out countless mysterious hand formulas one after another, and shouted in the air with a face that seemed to be extremely painful: "Get up!"

Following this cry, a small man covered in blood-colored mist suddenly flew out of the heavenly spirit above his head, about a foot in height, upon closer inspection, he was exactly the same as the red-robed patriarch. The red-robed patriarch shrunk by more than ten times.

I saw the blood-colored villain's face contorted for a while, as if he was resisting something, suddenly let out a savage roar, and saw the red thread wrapped around the villain's body breaking one by one.

As the villain left, the red-robed patriarch's body became silent for a while, but the red light returned to the body again, and countless figures appeared on the exposed skin of his face. Cyan thread.

And the little man's face suddenly showed a look of relief, he floated up gently, flew to another array not far away, passed through the vitality vortex, and came above the silent Wang Mo inside, the little man said sharply : "Jie Jie, Patriarch, here I come!"

After that, the villain's figure flickered, and he fell to the top of Wang Mo's head, and disappeared with just a shake.

If there are other people here, hearing what the red-robed patriarch said, there will be ambiguity because of his words, but fortunately there is no one else here.