Retrograde fairy way

The night fell again, because of the rumors of monsters, the city opened the ban at night to prevent monsters from entering the city.

Many low-level monks don't know that the so-called monsters are actually the same human beings as them, but they practice differently.

Hundreds of miles to the east of Fangshi, in a dense forest, when many monks were afraid to go out, there was a group of people gathered.

"Brother, the direction Suo Lingyin guides is to the east!" Tong Zhixuan looked at Mo Anhua and the others with a serious face and said.

Everyone looked at a cloud of blue light floating in front of her, within which was a phantom like a bird flickering, and a cloud of black mist flickering in its belly, this is Suo Lingyin who can track breath.

Wang Mo looked at Suo Lingyin, but he was secretly thinking whether this thing is the same as the Suo Lingyin plate he got, but judging from the function, this Suo Lingyin is better than the Suo Lingyin plate, but Suo Lingyin is just a function A single spirit weapon is only made in a special way, and it has always been rare.

The Suo Ling Pan is still in his storage bag, but he can't find out its depth at all. In Tang Zhenye's memory, there is only Suo Ling Yin, but there is no such thing as the Suo Ling Pan. impression.

As the first owner of the spirit lock plate, Pon Tuli had already died, but Wang Mo had no way of knowing how the other party determined that this thing was called a spirit lock plate. Since he couldn't figure it out, Wang Mo simply stopped paying attention.

In the evening, a group of foundation-building monks rushed to this place for an hour, and Tong Zhixuan took out the spirit lock to guide everyone.

The black mist in the belly of the flying bird phantom is the magic energy extracted from the wounded by secret methods.

His gaze flashed across a dozen or so red figures standing motionless around him, all of them with iron complexions, standing around expressionless, like steel guards.

Looking at these things, Wang Mo couldn't help thinking of the things that Tang Zhenye was quite afraid of in his memory.

Among the many high-ranking monks, they all know that there is a kind of Artifact Refining Sect that looks like a human being, but its body is as hard as a magic weapon, its attacks are extremely sharp, and most importantly, it is painless.

If he remembered correctly, these so-called iron guards in red were definitely of the same type, and they were called robots by Tang Zhenye.

This is a human-shaped magic weapon refined by monks' living sacrifices. The method of sacrifice is quite vicious, and it is no different from the methods of monks of the demonic way. Qizong has always stated to the outside world that these are all refined by the most sinful people.

But those who are familiar with it all know that these robots are all monks who have offended the Weapon Refining Sect. The so-called killing is nothing more than nodding.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo's eyes flashed a cold light. If he guessed correctly, there must be a reason for Tong Yansu to take him into his sect.

As for whether there are other reasons, Wang Mo couldn't help but glanced at Han Yan, and said in his heart: "I'm afraid there are other inside stories that I don't know!"

As if sensing that someone was watching her, Han Yan slightly turned her head to look, but saw Wang Mo just turned around to cast her, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, but she said nothing.

The flirting scene happened to fall in Chen Yixuan's eyes, and jealousy rose in his heart, his eyes rolled slightly, and a meaningful smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, everyone was paying attention to Suo Lingyin, but they didn't see the small movements of the three of them.

"Junior Sister, can this thing calculate the approximate distance from the Demon Cultivator to here!" Mo Anhua looked at Suo Lingyin with great interest. For the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Cultivator, even if there were more than a dozen iron guards around, He was also beating a drum in his heart, and couldn't help saying cautiously.

"This..." Tong Zhixuan hesitated for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, this thing can only guide the direction, but it can't tell the distance!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but fortunately, there were so many foundation-building monks gathered, no matter how powerful the demon cultivator was, as long as he wasn't the master of alchemy, everyone would be able to kill him.

"Time waits for no one. If we delay for a while, the magic cultivator may become stronger. Let's hurry!" Tong Zhixuan looked at the sky and said to everyone.

"it is good!"

"Not bad!"

……

More than ten days later, at a rocky beach in the Gulong Mountains, Tong Zhixuan and her group of 20 people followed a blue light and landed slowly.

Fortunately, in the past few years, due to the rumors of ferocious beasts in this area, many low-level monks dare not enter the Gulong Mountains to search for treasures. Otherwise, seeing so many foundation-builder monks fly by will inevitably lead to many unnecessary troubles.

Looking at the sunken rocky beach with a radius of tens of miles, Wang Mo's eyes flashed inexplicable from time to time. This place gave him a faint sense of familiarity. Suddenly he saw a few dead trees mixed in the rocky beach. Immediately.

He thought to himself: "No wonder it's familiar, this place is actually that place where tigers and dragons dominate!"

That day he fell into the ground and escaped by being rushed out of the ground by the inner river bed, but he didn't know the way back. This time he saw the black rotten wood again, but he had an impression.

Unexpectedly, after a few years, he will come again.

Looking around, the Suo Lingyin kept circling over this place, but did not land. Obviously, the trace of the demon cultivator disappeared when he got here.

Seeing the movement of Suo Lingyin, Tong Zhixuan's eyes flashed and she said in a deep voice: "Brother, that demon cultivator is hiding nearby, let's search together, we must not be separated, and give him every chance to defeat him!"

Everyone couldn't help but tremble when they heard the words, obviously they were quite afraid of the cultivation level of the demon cultivator.

A radius of tens of miles is not big or small, but fortunately, everyone is not weak in cultivation. After resting for a while, they all controlled the spirit weapon and searched in mid-air.

After a few hours, with their speed, they covered a radius of tens of miles without letting go of grass, and they were only three feet away from digging the ground, but they still didn't find a trace of the demon cultivator, which made them a little frustrated.

Tong Zhixuan looked puzzled, and took out the lock spirit guide again, but the result was still flying non-stop in this area, but she couldn't find an end point.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay for a moment, in such a situation, they really couldn't think of any good way.

Chen Yixuan was impatient in his heart, and at this moment he was frustrated repeatedly, but he had nowhere to vent, so he couldn't help pointing his fingers and causing a hammer-shaped spiritual weapon to whizz, and smash it towards a huge boulder not far away.

But a strange scene appeared, the spiritual weapon was full of vitality, and it smashed into the boulder like Mount Tai, but there was no sound at all.

"Ok?"

"Brother Xuan, what are you doing?" Chen Ying couldn't help shouting coquettishly when she saw her brother's expression of seeing the devil.

"Uh, look!" Chen Yixuan commanded the spirit weapon to reappear in astonishment, and then looked at everyone.

Looking at each other, they all saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes. After more than ten days of hard work, they finally found a clue, and everyone couldn't help but stepped forward.

"The phantom array is really secretive, no wonder no trace was found!" Mo Anhua looked at the boulder carefully and couldn't help sighing.

Among the group of people, his cultivation base is the highest, and he has stagnated at the peak of Foundation Establishment for many years, so his spiritual consciousness is so powerful that even he didn't realize it, let alone the rest of them.

Seeing that she was the first to discover the traces, Chen Yixuan couldn't help feeling complacent, and cast a provocative look at Wang Mo, then looked at Hanyan, hoping to get her praise.

It's a pity that neither of them had the heart to take care of him, so his performance was all in vain.

Chen Yixuan saw that the two of them didn't even look at him, as if he had been greatly insulted, his chest heaved violently, but he didn't explode on the spot.

He stared fiercely at the backs of the two of them, his eyes flickered with viciousness from time to time, but he even hated Jiang Hanyan, which shows how powerful a person's jealousy is.

Hearing this, Mo Anhua couldn't help but look pensive, and slowly glanced at several people: "The situation inside is unknown, but you can't enter rashly!"

"Eldest brother, what should we do? Are we going to wait here?" Tong Zhixuan looked at the boulder in front of her. Although she knew that the demon cultivator was probably hidden inside, she might have made a mistake in rushing in so recklessly.

As the temporary helm of Fangshi, Tong Yansu handed it over to her to manage it. If he came back and discovered such a big mess, even though she would not blame her, she would still feel uneasy.

"Then all go down, and the iron guards will lead the way!" Mo Anhua gritted his teeth fiercely.

In fact, the best way is to let him go down to lure the demon cultivator out, and everyone lays an ambush outside, but everyone will spare their lives, facing the unknown existence, Rao Mo Anhua has always been conceited, and he dare not be so arrogant.

Here, only Tong Zhixuan can manipulate Tiewei. Although she has a noble status, if there is no Tiewei to follow, everyone will not have the courage to go on.

But Chen, Lu, Han, and Wang are of great use to Tong Yansu, so they can't be harmed. In the balance between the two, Mo Anhua can only arrange this way.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone nodded slightly. This is the best way to do it. Thinking that there are so many foundation-building monks, no matter how cruel the demon cultivator is, it is difficult to escape the end of execution.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Tong Zhixuan suddenly clicked on the storage bag, took out a black jade token from it, lightly bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a drop of blood on it, and saw traces of red brilliance flashing, and the red-clothed iron guards who were originally standing still were all together. startled.

"Go!" Tong Zhixuan shouted coquettishly, pointing to the foreheads of the fourteen iron guards with red lines between her fingers, those iron guards walked towards the boulder stiffly like wooden figures.

Seeing Tiewei disappear in front of the boulder, everyone looked at each other, Mo Anhua took the lead, and the rest entered in a single file.

Suddenly the scenery in front of him changed, and he saw a stone staircase full of steps, like a bottomless pit, winding downwards, like the mouth of a ghost, waiting for unknown people to step into it.

A gust of cold wind whizzed by, making the already dark cave even more gloomy.

Seeing the strangeness of this place, everyone dared not be negligent, and they all pulled out their spirit weapons, and at some time, different colors of vitality shone brightly, and the reflected cave was bright.

This did not bring them a sliver of safety. The shadows of the crowd were projected on the cave wall, like ghosts baring their teeth and claws, ready to pounce on them at any time.