Retrograde fairy way

"Hey!" Wang Mo looked at the empty main hall, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The dignified Nascent Soul peak cultivator, his cave was empty, which really disappointed him, but thinking about the information he had learned before, the other party fell under the catastrophe, and he must have gone all out to deal with the catastrophe. I took them all with me.

And he himself fell into the catastrophe, and the things he brought with him can be imagined.

Fortunately, he is not a greedy person, even if he loses something, it is harmless.

Shaking his head slightly, he turned around to leave.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Wang Mo frowned, and turned his head to look again.

In a corner, a dusty cloth bag the size of a palm came into Wang Mo's eyes.

If it wasn't for the corner of his eye, he would have really ignored it before.

He walked up, picked it up, and looked at it several times in his hands. There was nothing unusual about this bag. It was slightly lighter than the storage bag, but it did not have the fluctuation of the storage bag, otherwise he would not have noticed it before. .

With doubts in his heart, he stretched out his spiritual consciousness and looked inward.

The space with a radius of tens of feet was gray, and Wang Mo's consciousness trembled, and a surge of joy filled his heart: "If I feel right, this is the breath of a monster!"

Resisting the excitement in his heart, his spiritual consciousness continued to probe down, only to see a huge pile of animal bones scattered in this space.

"call!"

Withdrew from his consciousness, Wang Mo let out a long breath, and said to himself with joy on his face, "It really is a spirit beast bag!"

This spirit beast bag is different from the beast lock ring, it is a higher-level item, it can collect monsters in it, and it is a place for monsters to cultivate and heal.

And the most important thing to be able to refine the spirit beast bag is the gray breath of the monster, which is the breath of the monster that can only be produced by the great monster of the god of transformation.

In this way, the spirit beast bag is extremely precious and extremely rare.

And with the cultivation of the monster's breath in the spirit beast bag, it can subtly improve the intelligence of the monster beast, which is why it is called the spirit beast bag and not the monster beast bag.

"Hehe, not bad!" Looking at the spirit beast bag, Wang Mo couldn't help smiling, and a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

Then his complexion sank, but he quickly recovered his mind. He scanned the surroundings again, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, he went to the layman in the cave without looking back.

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"Boom!"

The sky-shattering loud noise was still shaking endlessly, sometimes all kinds of vitality flashed, and sometimes there was a miserable howl, and the dust was flying all over the sky, and people could be seen faintly.

"Hey, my good nephew, let's grab him obediently!" A sneer came, but it was a middle-aged man, staring at Bai Yunkong.

At this time, Bai Yunkong, how can he still have the calmness and calmness before, and decide life and death with a light smile?

He was dressed in white spiritual clothes, already in tatters, his hair was disheveled, and he looked in a state of embarrassment. Compared with Liu Liquan when the two of them kowtowed and begged for mercy, they looked at the middle-aged man with a ferocious expression.

The monks standing or lying down in the arena all looked at the two of them.

Behind him, only Bai Qiren, Li Qiutang, and Niu Li were still standing, and the few silent corpses in the distance were Hou Yaoxing and Cheng Qifan who came with him.

However, Liu Liquan and the two were nowhere to be seen. If it wasn't for the fact that there were no bones left, they would have slipped away early because of the bad situation.

But the target of Bai Yunkong's trip, the green-horned beast, was covered in blood, lying dying in a corner, looking like he was breathing in more air than he was exhaling.

On the other hand, there were seven people standing there, all of them were Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Hmph! Bai Fengshan, aren't you afraid that your grandfather will know?" Bai Yunkong stared at the middle-aged man with an ugly face, but in this critical situation, he brought out his ancestor Bai Cang.

It's okay if he doesn't mention it, when Bai Feng Shanfu heard Bai Cang's name, he immediately said ruthlessly: "Don't mention that old thing to me, if you chose me as the head of the family back then, now I am the master of alchemy, and Now, that old thing wants to choose you as the heir of the family again, I am not reconciled!"

Hearing this, Bai Yunkong's eyes flashed and said: "The family's important affairs are decided by his old man, what's the matter with you chasing and killing me like this?"

"Hehe, my good nephew, don't waste your time talking. This wilderness is just your tomb. After you die, no one will compete with my son for the position of patriarch! But I have always Busy with family affairs in the market! Haha!" Bai Fengqi looked at him with great interest, as if admiring his embarrassment, and finally laughed triumphantly.

"It seems that you planned it early in the morning!" Seeing his complacent look, Bai Yunkong's expression turned ugly.

"Haha, not bad, my good nephew is still so smart!" Bai Fengshan looked admiringly, and then looked at the people beside him and said, "Fellow daoists, why bother to work for a dying person, if you just leave , the deity guarantees that there will be a generous gift!"

Hearing that the three of Niu Li looked at each other and no one spoke, but anyone with a discerning eye could see a trace of hesitation in their expressions.

After all, people are afraid of death and cherish their lives. It would be stupid to persevere knowingly that you must die.

"The three fellow daoists should think clearly. If something happens to this deity, the family ancestor will definitely pursue it. You must know that you came out with me!" Xu was afraid that the three of them would change their minds on the spot, and Bai Yunkong's expression flickered in a deep voice. road.

Hearing this, a hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the three of them. Obviously, they had a lot of scruples about their ancestor Bai Cang, but there was no change in leaving.

"Since the three fellow Taoists are unwilling to leave, my dear nephew, you can go on the road now, fortunately you will not be lonely on the road to Huangquan!" Bai Fengshan raised his eyebrows and said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the people around him all sacrificed their spiritual weapons and flew towards Bai Yunkong to kill them.

"Young master, hurry up, I'll cut off your empress!" Bai Qiren's face tightened, he sacrificed his spiritual weapon and stood in front of Bai Yunkong and said.

"Haha! None of you can escape!" Hearing this, Bai Fengshan laughed flamboyantly, and stabbed at Bai Yunkong with a spirit sword between his fingers.

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, trade your life for it!" Bai Yunkong snorted coldly as if aroused by the predicament.

After speaking, he waved the jade fan in his hand, and saw dozens of wind blades rushing towards the opponent.

"Young Master, be careful!"

Suddenly, hearing Bai Qiren yelling beside him, he suddenly felt a wave of vitality attacking from his back, before he could think about it, he rolled on the spot and dodged to the side.

"Oh!"

Looking around, he saw Bai Qiren being slapped flying by someone's palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood, rolling to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"It's you!" Seeing the person who shot, Bai Yunkong's eyes revealed a look of awakening.

"Hehe, the young city lord should go underground and become the city lord!" Yang Huifeng smiled slightly, his face suddenly turned pale, and a burst of yellow vitality surged on the palm of his hand, and he wanted to pat Bai Yunkong again.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A green light flashed across suddenly, and the sound of a weapon piercing the flesh was heard.

"Uh!"

Yang Huifeng looked down in disbelief, and saw a bloody hole the size of a bowl appearing on his chest. He stretched out his left hand and pointed to a place, "Why...for...what?"

The rest of the people were all startled by this change, they stopped their movements for a while, and all looked here.

"Hehe!" The person he pointed to let out a clear and delicate smile, extremely charming, with a seductive body wrapped in tulle.Suddenly, with a wave of his plain hand, a green light and shadow appeared in his hand, which was a small green arrow.

Seeing such a situation, the corners of Bai Fengshan's eyes twitched, his face darkened and he said: "Fairy Yunji, what is the meaning of this?"

He really couldn't figure out why someone on his side would protect the target of this trip and even kill his undercover agent.

But soon, he knew the answer.

"Hehe, it's natural that old master Bai has already made arrangements!" Fairy Yunji said with a coquettish giggle, trembling.

"You..." Bai Fengshan couldn't think of the reason for this reminder.

Feelings are Bai Cang, an old man who already knew what he was doing and specially arranged such a play.

If he dared to attack Bai Yunkong, he would definitely end up dead on the spot, and he would be able to test out a truly loyal person, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

For a moment, Bai Fengshan hesitated, but he didn't know what to do.

"It turns out that it is Yunji Wu, a student of Granny Jinzhi's family. Yunkong is here to thank Fairy for saving her life!" He hesitated here, Bai Yunkong didn't care about other things, and hurriedly bowed deeply to Fairy Yunji.

But he just glanced at Yunji, and felt a burst of hotness coming from his body, and then he was horrified, and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look again.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Bai, you are being polite. The slave family has accepted benefits from Grandmaster Bai Cang, so we can't ignore this matter!" Wu Yunji covered her vermilion lips with her plain hand, and giggled coquettishly.

"Uh, no matter what, I want to thank Fairy!" Bai Yunkong didn't dare to do anything, the aura of the other party was not weaker than that of his father Bai Fengqi, and in terms of cultivation alone, he was several times higher than him .

What's more, the other party has an even more terrifying identity, that is, the disciple of the saint, and her teacher, Granny Jinzhi, is a saint of the Nascent Soul.

Although he didn't know how Bai Cang invited such a person, but at this moment the situation was clear, and Bai Yunkong couldn't help feeling relieved.

"Hehe, Uncle, Yunkong will give you a chance, let's catch you!" This time, he put pressure on Baifengshan, patted the weeds sticking to his body lightly, and regained his original chic.

"Hmph, dreaming, do you think Wu Yunji alone can turn the situation around?" Hearing this, Bai Fengshan's expression darkened, but his eyes flickered when he looked at his subordinates.

Obviously, Wu Yunji still has lingering fears about Wu Yunji's defection, and wonders if there are any undercover agents under his command.

The group of them looked at each other, and in the end, two people sacrificed their spiritual weapons, and with a whistling sound, the imperial weapons flew away.

"Hehe!" Seeing this, Wu Yunji didn't stop her, she just giggled coquettishly.

Before she could stop laughing, the remaining three people also sacrificed their spiritual weapons and chased after her.

For a moment, only five of them were left standing in the field.

"Hehe, old man Bai, do you want my servant to do it, or do you solve it yourself?" Wu Yunji looked at Bai Fengshan with great interest and said.