Retrograde fairy way

"Woo!" Hei Wu let out a miserable howl, and said involuntarily: "Boy, what is this thing, let me out quickly, or... woo 1."

This pocket is forged with many precious materials, and it is the toughest, but its biggest use is not to trap people, but Wang Mo saw Yu Chengwei who was possessed by a demon, and used fake pills to forcefully shake the talisman. Wei Neng came up with such a method.

In addition, the center of the formation is the inner alchemy contaminated with devilish energy, and the devilish energy contained in it can be said to have incredible effects against monks' fake alchemy or inner alchemy.

As long as you are caught by it, your consciousness will be blocked by the devilish energy attached to it in an instant, and it will be impossible to explode yourself at that time, and a monk who has lost his inner alchemy is like a fish on the ground. Jumping but unable to return to heaven.

At this time, the bag covered the black mist, although the black mist was also demonic energy, there was another thing in it that could restrain it.

"Otherwise what?" Wang Mo said calmly as he watched the black mist billow and howl uncontrollably.

This self-proclaimed sage demon cultivator wants to tempt him to work for him. He has only a trace of divine sense, but he doesn't know that Wang Molian has dealt with distracted demons countless times stronger than him, so why would he be afraid of him.

"Junior, let me out, and speak up if you have something to say! Huh!" As the pockets gradually tightened, the black mist gradually shrank and faded, and he couldn't help saying anxiously.

"Hehe, let you come out?" Wang Mo smiled lightly, then glanced at Yue Peng's mummy on the ground, raised his eyebrows and said, "Let you come out and make me look like him?"

"Uh... woo!" Hei Wu was obviously stopped by Wang Mo's question, and then let out another scream in a daze.

Seeing that the black mist had faded by half, Wang Mo waved his hand and shot out a beam of true energy. The pouch that was originally shrinking stopped suddenly, looked at the black mist and said, "Tell me, what's in it?"

"Hey... Junior..." Hei Wu was about to say something cruel, but saw Wang Mo pointing at his pocket again, and couldn't help but change the subject: "That's a senior cave in the magic cultivator!"

"Dongfu?" Wang Mo frowned and muttered to himself.

"Junior, those are all magic cultivator's items. It's useless for you to take them. Let me go, I promise not to trouble you!" Hei Wu said weakly.

"Whose cave is here? Tell me clearly!" He couldn't believe the words of this kind of demon cultivator, so he could only ask a little more clearly.

"It's the cave of a saint in my magic way thousands of years ago, but he fell into the catastrophe!" Hei Wu hesitated for a moment.

Hearing this, Wang Mo pondered for a while and said, "Then how did you know where this place is?"

"This..." Hei Wu was silent for a while, and seeing Wang Mo's tendency to provoke the pocket again, he hurriedly said: "This sage is obtained from this senior and a descendant!"

"Why didn't you take it yourself, but attached to Yue Peng?" Hearing this, Wang Mo raised his head and said.For those who have obtained what he said from the descendants of the saints, it is nothing more than killing people and seizing treasures.

And the person who was killed and the treasure was seized was probably Yue Peng who was lying on the ground and turned into a mummy.

He had discovered before that although Yue Peng was very powerful, there was always a slight delay in his actions. When fighting with him, he often made mistakes, which made Wang Mo give such a great master to him without much effort. Take it down.

Seeing the black mist, Wang Mo was relieved of his doubts. The Nascent Soul cultivator distracted himself from the art of sending the soul, suppressing the soul of the host, and dominating his body by himself, which is different from the real seizing the house.

Presumably, it was Yue Peng's real soul, which was directly killed by the other party, and then manipulated this body.

"This... I have something to do, so naturally I can't do without it, let my disciples come and get it!" Hei Wu hesitated for a while, and said vaguely.

"Hehe, it's useless to keep you!" Wang Mo chuckled, and pointed casually, and saw his pockets tightening, and suddenly a strange smell came.

"Chichi!"

"Oh! I won't let you go, your breath, my sage..." The black mist suddenly let out a miserable howl. It didn't expect that Wang Mo would do what he said, but it turned into a ghost in the blink of an eye. A cloud of blue smoke disappeared.

Although one cannot fully believe what the demon cultivator said, Wang Mo still got a lot of information.

As for the other party's so-called threat of revenge, Wang Mo scoffed even more. The other party couldn't even come to open such an important cave, and had to attach himself to a fake alchemy monk, which showed that he had no time for others.

"Jie Jie, boy Mo, this is not enough for me to fit between my teeth, go and kill more monsters!" Suddenly, after the black mist disappeared, the pocket trembled slightly and made such a strange sound.

Regarding this, Wang Mo didn't seem to be surprised by it, he just glanced at it lightly, and put it in the storage bag casually.

"you want……"

Vaguely, there seemed to be a vague complaint, but he didn't hear it clearly.

At this time, more than an hour had passed, Wang Mo sensed the external situation slightly, and found that the fighting outside the valley was still going on, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Although Yue Peng, a strong man in the false alchemy realm, was missing, the remaining seven foundation-builder cultivators, together with the set of aggregation arrays, were enough to take down the green-horned beast.

"Yue Peng?" Suddenly Wang Mo seemed to think of something, and grabbed his storage bag into his hand.

A divine sense probed into its inner storage bag, and after a while, a blue light flashed, and two items were seen in front of it.

A white jade slip and a dark token.

Looking at the jade slip, Wang Mo couldn't help but blink, and took it to his forehead to examine it. In a few blinks, Wang Mo withdrew his consciousness, with a clear expression on his face.

"Time is running out, it seems we have to hurry up!" Wang Mo secretly calculated in his heart, if there is any further delay, the situation of the green-horned beast might be in danger, and he came here for this beast.

He grabbed the token in his hand and walked towards the stone wall.

I saw Wang Mo sticking the token on the stone wall, and the gleaming restriction on the stone wall, after touching the token, automatically dodged a gap.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and without much hesitation, he plunged into it.

He felt his body sinking and lightening, and the scene in front of him changed drastically, but the scene in front of his eyes surprised Wang Mo.

Among the tens of acres of Dongfu, there is a small pavilion and attic, full of fragrant flowers and plants, and the scenery is pleasant.

Protruding out his spiritual sense and sensing it carefully, Wang Mo sighed in his heart. He thought that the other party was a monk of the magic way, and the place he lived in was nothing more than ghosts and ghosts. It was such an ordinary scene.

Without delay, with a flicker of figure, he went to the pavilion.

From the jade slips obtained in Yue Peng's storage bag before, Wang Mo knew everything about this place.

The saint's name is Yue Zhanfei, and he is the ancestor of Yue Peng. However, due to a great change in the past, the Yue family was displaced, and with the current siege of demon practitioners in the cultivation world, the Yue family has been hiding in Tibet.

It was hard for a genius like Yue Peng to come out, but he was targeted by a devil, and finally buried in the cave of his ancestors.

Coming to the courtyard, looking at the mansion in the forbidden light, Wang Mo stretched out his spiritual sense to investigate.

What shocked him was that from the information he had obtained, no one had been here for at least 3000 years, and its defense restrictions were still extremely strong.

At least for him now, if he wants to break through by force, there is probably no way at all. According to his preliminary estimation, even the monks who formed the alchemy will not be able to shake it at all.

Obviously, the defensive restrictions here are arranged with spirit stones, and only the formations arranged with spirit stones can absorb vitality from the world by themselves. Things that shut themselves off.

Just like Li Tianlai's Dongfu back then, even though he had a lot of spirit stones, he didn't have the ability of a Nascent Soul Saint to arrange a formation to defend the entire Dongfu.

After all, as far as spirit stones are concerned, they are also extremely precious to alchemy monks.

What's more, Li Tianlai was suddenly attacked and seriously injured, so he didn't have the time to arrange a cumbersome defensive formation.

With a flash of Wang Mo's eyes, he took out the token, and tentatively stuck the token on the restriction. Seeing that the restriction was confidently opened, he couldn't help but look happy, and entered it again.

Without too much delay, Wang Mo went to one of the doors.

Opening the door gently, a huge cauldron with a square meter of one meter came into view. Wang Mo's eyes lit up when he saw this cauldron.

With his current eyesight, he could immediately recognize that it was an alchemy furnace at the level of a magic weapon, but the bursts of bloody aura emanating from it made the corners of his mouth twitch.

Obviously, it was used by that magician sage for alchemy, but it didn't fit his use.

Shaking his head slightly, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand and swung a giant palm of true essence, grabbing at the alchemy furnace.

Even though it is useless now, there is no need to let go of the treasure.

"Buzz!"

As the giant palm approached him, the alchemy furnace made a buzzing sound, as if resisting.

Seeing Wang Mo's solemn expression, the real energy in his hand increased its circulation, and there was a burst of noise with force, and the pill furnace rose in response.

"Whoosh!"

"call!"

A flash of brilliance flashed by, and the pill furnace disappeared. Wang Mo let out a long breath, stretched out his consciousness, scanned it carefully, and found that there was nothing missing, so he went out.

Looking at a small medicine field in the courtyard, Wang Mo couldn't help but look happy.

These medicinal materials have been grown to the present, and they are thousands of years old. Many of them are rare things in the outside world, and most of them are things that are helpful to the monks of the magic way.

But the way of cultivation leads to the same goal. Whether it is a demon cultivator or an immortal cultivator, they all absorb vitality from the heaven and earth to strengthen their bodies.

To put it bluntly, this demonic energy is the killing energy of heaven and earth, and it is most likely to be contaminated with other vitality, so generally speaking, there is not much difference between demonic cultivation and immortal cultivation.

What's more is that their cultivation methods are too overbearing, and they use the vitality of devouring other people or demon cores as the cornerstone of their own cultivation speed, so they are not tolerated by the cultivation world.

Taking out all the spiritual herbs one by one and putting them into the jade box, Wang Mo couldn't help showing a knowing smile on his face, even if there were only these harvests in this trip, it was enough.

Most of the elixirs cultivated by demonic monks are infused with the blood essence of monsters, which have a miraculous effect on strengthening the physical body, which is why the physical body of demonic monks is stronger than ordinary immortal cultivators.

The exercises they practice are too overbearing. If they don't have a strong body, the violent devil energy is enough to tear them apart.