Retrograde fairy way

"Since you don't know good from bad, then I have no choice but to help you, evil spirits and cold evil winds!"

Cruelty appeared in Ponturi's eyes, and with a low shout, he made a tactic with one hand, his fingers moved quickly and disappeared, and suddenly a black mist swirled out from the tip of his index finger, instantly turning into countless The sharp blade of thorns rolled towards Wang Mo.

"not good!"

It was too late to withdraw the Golden Cone, Wang Mo cried out inwardly.

The temperature in the originally slightly gloomy space dropped sharply, and the bone-piercing chill caused Wang Mo to shiver involuntarily. Seeing the fierce wind coming, he didn't dare to take it hard, and spun around his waist like a spinning top.

The magic wind was coming so fast that it was too late to dodge. With a flick of the wrist, the epee danced quickly, turning into countless blue-gold lights and shadows.

The Golden Cone, which was originally entangled with the black mist from Pontur, seemed to have lost its support, and fell to the ground with a clang, and its brilliance gradually faded away.

"Hmph! You actually forced this demon to use your own demonic energy, and now it will take some more time to cultivate, so enjoy yourself, Quack!" He stared at Bingdan bitterly, with a ferocious expression on his face, and shook hands In the black statue, Ponturi slowly closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

But the aura around him plummeted after using the secret method, obviously suffering a lot.

……

"It's cold, hiss! It's cold!"

Wang Mo only felt cold all over his body, not the kind of cold that pierces the bone marrow, but deep into the soul. There is no place on the whole body that is not cold, and it seems that countless ice knives are cutting the body.

He could even hear the traces of ice scum spreading in his body, gradually covering his body completely, his face was covered with blue ice slag, and his lips were frighteningly purple.

And this kind of pain will indeed not disappear gradually with being frozen, but will come from the depths of the soul, and the tearing pain will intensify.

Wang Mo wanted to sleep right away, but the pain still tore him, making him extremely awake, and he had to endure this pain for life.

Wanting to yell to relieve it, but the whole body is covered in ice, where can I move a little bit?

As time went by, seeing Wang Mo's breath getting weaker and weaker, just when the fire of his soul was about to be extinguished, a cloud of lavender mist quietly escaped from his sea of ​​consciousness. In the sea of ​​consciousness, he will definitely find that this is the thing that engulfed him to come to this world.

With the appearance of Ziwu, it seems to bring infinite power, Wang Mo's soul fire that was about to be extinguished seems to have vitality, and gradually wakes up!

The ice layer on the surface of Wang Mo's body seemed to have lost that kind of coldness, and slowly melted away, and the purple mist seemed to have retreated after a successful effort, gradually disappearing without a trace.

"Oh!"

With a low moan, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes. The bastard's heavy mind seemed to fall asleep again at any moment, but then he was awakened by a burst of coldness.

After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Wang Mo's heart sank, his thoughts turned in his mind, feeling the drops of ice water flowing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he gritted his teeth: "Fight it!"

At this time, the originally frozen consciousness seemed to have a little vitality at this time, slowly sinking into the dantian, running the "Open Source Scripture", and with the accumulation of traces of energy, the body finally felt it.

Such a short period of practice made Wang Mo feel dizzy, obviously because of excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness, but at this time he could not slack off in the slightest, and while his body consciousness recovered, he hurriedly mobilized the little secluded water energy in the five viscera and kidneys.

As the quiet water qi slowly overflowed from the kidneys, Wang Mo felt that his body consciousness was recovering rapidly.

"There's drama!" With a slightly happy expression on his face, Wang Mo stepped up his efforts to run the exercises with all his strength.

When the Qi of Youshui flows into the meridians, it merges with the exercises of the "Open Source Scripture", and after several cycles of circulation, the whole body finally regains consciousness.

But at this time, the most important thing is to break through the ice. Wang Mo seemed to have made up his mind, he opened his mouth slightly, and spit out a cloud of cyan blue watery air, which slowly drifted and attached to the surface of the ice.

As soon as the aura of Youshui appeared, the ice layer that had melted for a while suddenly froze, and there was a tendency to freeze Wang Mo again.

"drink!"

Seeing this situation, of course Wang Mo would not just watch himself being blocked again, he let out a low drink, and spit out several balls of secluded water air one after another.

And with the addition of these secluded water qi, the originally frozen place gradually began to melt, and the original ice layer even had a tendency to assimilate.

With the operation of the exercises, the fog in the ice layer began to gradually increase, and turned into two fog dragons that shuttled between Wang Mo's mouth and nose. As soon as the assimilated fog entered his body, Wang Mo shivered.

The piercing pain came again, and even the originally recovered meridians showed signs of being frozen again, but he just gritted his teeth and persisted.

As the exercises continued to operate, his meridians gradually adapted to the coldness, and as Wang Mo's breathing fluctuated, the ice layer began to melt faster and faster.

Finally, a drop of ice-blue water formed in Wang Mo's kidney - the breath of quiet water.

At this point, "Five Elements Refining the Body" finally gathered two breaths, which completely relieved the troubles caused by the breath of pure gold, but at this time he had to endure the coldness brought by the breath of secluded water.

But this bit of coldness is insignificant compared to the sore spot that was frozen before.

Moreover, the condensed breath of the quiet water is formed by the condensed cold evil spirit of this kind, and I am afraid that its power will become even stronger in the future!

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"Huh?" Shrouded in the black mist, Pontuli suddenly showed surprise on his face. He is at a critical moment at this moment. As long as he is given enough time, he can escape from this predicament, but his heart can't help but rise. A sense of foreboding arose.

At his state, this feeling has always been effective. Although this feeling has no reason, it still makes him stop practicing involuntarily.

"Why do you feel this way? This place is very secretive. It was sealed by that junior at the beginning. Only a few people have come here these years. All threats have been eliminated by this demon. Could it be..." As if remembering something, Pontuli suddenly looked up. At the first glance, you can see that the ice egg that was originally blue and black has turned into a blue and white color.

"Not good!" Seeing the bluish-white ice egg, or the blurred figure in the ice cover, Ponturi's eyes flickered with fright and anger.

In such a situation, he still doesn't know where he is. Although he doesn't know how Wang Mo did it, dispelling the secret method stimulated by the support of his own demonic energy, but if he can achieve this level, after he escapes from the predicament, he will definitely not be able to escape. Will let it go with myself.

And at this time, because he used the demon energy of his own life,

Just when Pontuli gritted his teeth and thought about countermeasures, he heard a crackling sound in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw that Wang Mo, who had been sealed up, had escaped from the predicament.

It's just that his eyes are slightly closed, as if he is still awake.

"Forget it. Freedom is the most important thing. After this kid dies, things still belong to this demon!" Pontouri gritted his teeth with fierce eyes, and glanced at the statue in his hand reluctantly, as if he didn't want to leave his hand for a moment. Essence blood sprayed out, covering the entire statue, and red lines suddenly appeared.

Looking at these silk threads, he pulled his hands suddenly, raised his arms, and threw them towards Wang Mo.

And as the silk thread was torn off, Ponturi's already weakened aura became even weaker, which showed that the consumption was not small.

The statue flipped over a few times and landed on top of Wang Mo's head, without any support, it floated on top of Wang Mo's head out of thin air.

"Hehe! At the beginning, this demon tried his best to snatch this thing out. Although he didn't understand what it was, his bloodthirsty nature has not changed. Boy, you can enjoy it!" When the statue fell on top of Wang Mo's head, Pontury sneered, as if he was looking forward to Wang Mo's end.

The original blurred image of the black statue swayed for a while, and a strange red line floated out, like tentacles, gently probing around.

When it touched Wang Mo's body, the red thread trembled violently, as if a living thing was excited, and suddenly turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards Wang Mo.

At this moment, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes, and before he could see the situation in front of him clearly, he felt his whole body tense and his whole body ached.

The cultivation base he had just recovered showed signs of receding as the soreness appeared, Wang Mo couldn't help being horrified, and hurriedly mobilized his true energy in his body to fight against these red lines.

Turning his head, he saw Ponturi looking at him with a strange face, and knew that it was his trouble, but at this time it was frost on the snow, so there was no time to pay attention to him.

But with the operation of the exercises, the extraction force became stronger and stronger, and there was a posture that he would not stop until he was drained.

Seeing the originally rosy skin, the still strong body gradually shriveled, and when Wang Mo gradually felt desperate, a faint purple mist floated out of his body.

"Chichi!"

When the purple mist appeared, the red silk thread melted quickly as if touched by an electric shock, as if the sky and the earth were quickly gathered together.

But Ziwu did not recede as before this time, but directly found the black statue, the source of the thread.

There was a flash of black light on the surface of the statue, and it floated upwards as if avoiding a natural enemy, but the purple mist would not let it go, and wrapped it up in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, the statue began to struggle frantically, hoping to escape from the encirclement of the purple mist, and the red silk threads that had been collected before spread out all over the sky.

"No!" Looking at what happened in front of him, Ponturi couldn't figure out why the hidden treasures that he couldn't find for countless years would change like this. He thought that his bloodthirsty instinct could help him get rid of the enemy, but he didn't want the statue to struggle. The red thread emanating from within cuts and destroys everything around it.

Although the statue was wrapped in purple mist, there were still countless red threads penetrating through the wrapping during its struggle, except for Wang Mo who was protected by the purple mist and was not harmed.

Wang Mo only felt a lightness in his body, and he staggered and fell to the sky while dizzy. Although he was exhausted, he still watched clearly what happened in front of him.

The strange statue, the purple mist in his memory, and Ponturi being torn apart and destroyed, all of this happened right in front of his eyes.

The battle between the two did not last long, and the black statue was finally defeated by Ziwu, and the red thread gradually dissipated, revealing its inner body.

Ziwu also seemed to have lost her strength, and gradually faded away, and there was no trace of it anymore.