Retrograde fairy way

"No, it's so weird here, and the demon cultivator hasn't appeared yet, so we can't take it lightly!" Wang Mo shook his head slowly, and stepped forward a few steps to close his eyes.

"Okay, let these thieves live for a while!" After thinking for a while, Han Yan thought that nothing could be violated, so she could only grit her teeth and give up the idea of ​​killing the killer.

Feeling the cold air coming from the air, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, pointing to several people on the ground with different expressions: "Senior sister should come and wake them up!"

While speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, leaned forward slightly, and waved his arms once and for all.

"This..." Han Yan looked at Wang Mo's actions and couldn't help showing hesitation, but it was fleeting, and she said with a coquettish smile: "Hey, the little brother is very thoughtful, so let the senior sister do it!"

Although Han Yan's face was pale, that delicate smile was as beautiful and moving as winter snow.

That coquettish smile caught my ears, and Wang Mo's heart trembled. This woman's temperament changed so quickly, it can be said that I have only seen it in my life, and I really don't know whether it is good or bad to cooperate with this woman.

Hanyan lightly moved her lotus steps to walk in front of Tong Zhixuan, and between her fingers, a stream of profound yin energy shot towards her forehead.

Seeing that Tong Zhixuan, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain on her face, was still terrified and woke up faintly. When she found out her situation, she couldn't help but give Han Yan a slightly embarrassed and grateful look.

Everyone has a fragile side, and it is this side that is exposed in the phantom formation. If it is not awakened, unless it is only based on its own state of mind to break through the environment, not everyone has Wang Mo's firm state of mind. The end is to exhaust the spiritual consciousness, and die from the exhaustion of the spiritual sea.

Following the drawing of a gourd, Han Yan woke up several people one by one. Although the cold attribute technique she had practiced had not been established for a long time, this technique had a special effect on spiritual consciousness, but it did not attract everyone's life. suspect.

When she walked in front of Wang Mo, seeing that Wang Mo was still pretending for a while, she couldn't help a smirk from the corner of her mouth, and a large white mist shrouded Wang Mo with her hands.

As the white mist approached him, Wang Mo shuddered, first he looked around in confusion, and then he looked at the crowd and asked, "What's going on?"

Feeling the coldness in his body, he smiled wryly: "It's really scary for a woman to hold a grudge!"

"Oh, Han Yan... I like you, ah... you bitch... Wang Mo, I'm going to kill you..."

Han Yan looked at Chen Yixuan's ugly appearance, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slapped him on the face with a wave of his hand, making a frosty white palm print on his face.

"Junior Sister Hanyan, what are you doing?" Chen Ying, who was looking at Hanyan in embarrassment, couldn't help scolding her younger brother when she saw her brother being beaten.

Glancing at her indifferently, Han Yan lightly moved her lotus steps, went to a corner to meditate and recovered.

Chen Yixuan's face was pale, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were slightly dull looking at the body with few clothes left, especially the wetness between the crotch, which seemed to be enlarged ten times and a hundred times.

All of a sudden, he saw everyone looking at him, and felt as if he had been greatly insulted. Anxious and annoyed, he rushed to his heart, and suddenly shot out a bloody arrow: "Wow!"

"Brother!" Seeing her younger brother vomiting blood, Chen Ying couldn't help feeling extremely anxious, and hurried forward to check.

Mo Anhua's expression also became tense, and he walked up to Chen Yixuan quickly, regardless of others. He felt his pulse and probed with his spiritual sense, and then he let out a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's just that the heart pulse is over-stimulated!"

After finishing speaking, as if hating iron but not steel, he glared at Chen Yixuan, then turned to look at several people, paused for a while on Han Yan and Wang Mo, then swept them away and said in a deep voice: "There are weird things everywhere here everyone!" Pay attention to safety and recover!"

Needless to say, several people looked at each other with lingering fear, took out the primordial stone elixir one after another, and began to restore the damaged consciousness. In the phantom formation, their own vitality did not lose at all, only the consciousness was consumed excessively.

Although Wang Mo didn't consume much, in order not to let others see the difference, he also sat in the corner to recover.

An hour later, everyone woke up one after another, and with iron guards protecting them, they were naturally attacked unexpectedly.

"Eldest brother, shall we continue to search?" Tong Zhixuan looked at Mo Anhua with a worried expression, and slowly swept across the crowd with a look of shame in her eyes. She was the one who brought them into this dangerous place. If something happened to her, she I really don't know what to do.

"Although this place is weird, the demon cultivator has to get rid of it. As long as we act carefully, don't give him another chance!" Mo Anhua glanced at everyone, and said solemnly, with a demon-killing guard in his words The look of being responsible for my generation.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but the matter had come to an end, so they could only continue walking.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Mo Anhua suddenly sacrificed the spirit weapon, but it was a round spirit weapon with curved blades on both sides. Judging by the fluctuation of vitality it emitted, it was obviously a high-grade spirit weapon.

"Go!" Mo Anhua pinched the formula with one finger, pointed at the spiritual weapon, and saw the spiritual weapon whistling and turning into a stream of light, and after a burst of flashes, it chopped into pieces one by one the nine surrounding stone pillars.

After doing all this, a gray light curtain suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and everyone hesitated for a while.

In the end, it was Tong Zhixuan who commanded Tiewei to step in first. With the lessons learned from the past, they were careful before entering this time.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Wang Mo couldn't help but tremble.

I saw a huge blood pool ahead, emitting a strange red light, and there were phantoms floating on it, like ghosts, baring their teeth and claws, reflecting the eerie surroundings, and the bloody atmosphere in the space was very thick.

Tong Zhixuan commanded the iron guards to surround the blood pool, and everyone followed closely behind and carefully checked the surroundings, beware of surprise attacks by the demon cultivators.

When everyone came to the front and saw the situation inside, they couldn't help but gasp.

Inside the blood pool with a radius of tens of feet, there are countless corpses floating in various shapes of human and beast. Some of the corpses are all turned into bones, and some still have a trace of flesh and blood attached to them. The blood-colored muscles inside were exposed, but the still-moving human-shaped object was still struggling and moaning in the bloody water.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt a burst of cold air from their heels to the top of their heads. Even though they had good cultivation, they were too shocked by the tragic scene in front of them.

But the most conspicuous thing among them is a stone platform protruding from the bottom of the blood pool, on which sits a blood-colored figure, surrounded by black clouds, and a blood-colored bead the size of a longan floating above its head.

"Great achievement of the fake pill!" Mo Anhua is worthy of being a veteran foundation-builder, he recognized the root of the blood-colored bead at a glance, and his eyes showed fear. He is also a monk who has come this far, and no one present can compare He knows the power of monks of this level.

Hearing the words, everyone couldn't help being surprised. As we all know, when a foundation-building cultivator reaches the peak in the later stage and waits for a breakthrough in cultivation, he will undergo a transformation, and this transformation is the transformation of vitality from a liquid state in the foundation-building stage to a solid state in the alchemy stage.

This is a qualitative change. Only high-quality energy can support the physical body to fly through the void.

At this time, it was obviously the figure of Demon Cultivator, the size of the blood pill above his head, but it happened to be in the final step. For the real alchemy masters, their inner alchemy was the size of a fist.

"We can't let him practice anymore!"

Everyone who can cultivate to such a level is naturally not stupid. Hearing the rumors, they all sacrificed their spiritual weapons and killed the demon cultivator one after another.

But what frightened them was that as soon as the spirit weapon entered the blood pool, their consciousness seemed to be pulled by something. The spirit weapon was not as smooth as usual, and Qi Qi's expression changed.

There was a slight pain in the consciousness, although it was not obvious, it was enough to make everyone fearful.

Withdrew the spirit weapon in a hurry, and found that the spirit light on it dimmed, as if he had been deeply injured

Seeing this, everyone felt even more jealous, but they couldn't think of a better way.

Tong Zhixuan gritted her silver teeth lightly, and softly shouted: "Stop!"

The fourteen red-clothed iron guards were shocked, their eyes flashed coldly, and they all drew out their spiritual knives and plundered at the demon cultivator in the blood pool.

"Jie Jie!"

Xu Shi's repeated movements startled Moxiu, and the figure who had been sitting still suddenly let out a piercing laughter.

I don't see how he moved, but the pool of blood below it seemed to be boiling, and suddenly dozens of streams of blood surged up, turning into blood pythons and entwining towards the iron guard.

"Chi Chi la!"

There was a sound of cold water being poured into the boiling oil, and everyone looked intently, only to see a puff of blue smoke rising from the iron guard surrounded by blood pythons, and the already unpleasant smell of blood in the air became even more pungent.

Seeing the iron guard entangled with the blood arrow, everyone looked at each other, took out jade charms or one-time magic weapons from the storage bag one after another, and threw them into the blood pool.

"Boom, crackle!"

Red smoke and dust were flying one after another, and everyone's spiritual consciousness did not dare to go deep into the blood pool, so they could only investigate from the outside.

From time to time, there were bursts of noise in the blood pool, obviously Moxiu and Tiewei were fighting.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of piercing the air, and everyone hurriedly looked, only to see a blood-colored figure suddenly floating in the air.

To everyone's horror, the blood-colored figure obviously didn't sacrifice a spiritual weapon, or a magic weapon, and floated in the air entirely by its physical body.

Seeing the figure that appeared, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, because the face was somewhat familiar, and it was Yu Chengwei who was calculated by him and Pontury here three years ago.

It's just that for some reason, his cultivation has dropped to the level of a fake alchemy. Judging from the coercion radiated by his figure, although his body can float in the air, the coercion is far from the tyranny of the alchemy master.

Thinking about it, it was possible to do this by borrowing the power of the alchemy monk who was originally a monk.

But no matter what, the two disappeared that day, and Ponturi was taken away by a demon, but judging from Yu Chengwei's situation, it was almost the same.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Dozens of figures jumped out from below one after another, but it was Tie Wei who got rid of the blood python and came after him.

To everyone's surprise, Tie Wei's spiritual clothing was already mottled, and his spiritual light was scattered, revealing black iron-like skin everywhere.

But it was densely covered with dents, flesh and tendons pierced, and it became more and more terrifying, but these iron guards did not feel any pain, and they still relentlessly rushed towards the demon cultivator.