Retrograde fairy way

Inside the Gulong Mountain Range, in a large canyon, the ground is full of barbarians, and an old and embarrassed figure stands out among the rocks, which is particularly conspicuous.

I saw his body shaking slightly for a while, and then staggered, as if he was about to fall.

The night magic bat not far in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace.

When it reappeared, it appeared on top of Jiang Zhanqi's head, with six sharp claws exuding a gloomy cold light, grabbing at his heavenly spirit.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Jiang Zhanqi, who was about to be dizzy, let out a sneer, and looked up in the air, and saw a blue-green streamer of his flashing across, directly sinking into the chest of the night mephit that was rushing down.

"call out!"

The night mephit let out a shrill scream, but the strong vitality of the monster made it deliver the final blow even though it was seriously injured.

He spit out a bloody brilliance from his mouth, and threw it at Jiang Zhanqi, it was his demon core!

At such a close distance, even if Jiang Zhanqi had been prepared, it would be difficult to avoid it. He had no choice but to force the vitality in his body to form a vitality shield, and raised his hands above his head to block it with all his strength.

"Oh!"

Faced with the death blow of the night magic bat, the vitality shield that was transported in a hurry was really useless. With a crackling sound, Jiang Zhanqi vomited blood and flew out of the mouth in response.

"die!"

Wang Mo, who was hiding in the dark, looked at Jiang Zhanqi who was flying towards him, his eyes flashed coldly, and his breath exploded.

Wiping the storage bag with one hand, a red gold brilliance pierced Jiang Zhanqi's back.

With a puff, it passed through his chest from his back, bringing up a pool of hot blood.

Jiang Zhanqi turned around and saw the person he had always wanted to kill. Feeling the severe pain from his body, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes: "Let's die together!"

Which Wang Mo seemed to have expected it long ago, and waved a shady scene casually, it was the demon pocket.

A strange black mist exuded, just wrapped Jiang Zhanqi in it, and immediately there was a buzzing sound, like cold water pouring into a frying pan, and a burnt smell came out.

"what!"

Jiang Zhanqi felt a strange force suddenly cut off the connection between him and Neidan, no matter how he mobilized, he never felt the slightest sense.

What followed was a sharp pain, the body seemed to be cast by molten iron, and melted little by little, and finally there was pain in the mind and black eyes, and there was no more sound.

"Boy Mo, I'm going home this time..." A voice came from the demon pocket, but before he could finish speaking, Wang Mo smashed Jiang Zhanqi's head with his palm and put it in the storage bag.

I saw Wang Mo's figure flickering a few times, and put away the inner alchemy and corpse of the leader of the night magic bat that fell on the ground, plus Jiang Zhanqi's alchemy, and put them away without falling, and rushed into the broken hole on the opposite side like lightning. In the cave.

"Friend Daoist Lin, stay here!"

There were several shouts from a distance, but Wang Mo didn't seem to stop at all, he ran all the way, looking at the Giant Spirit Mountain scattered in two halves in front of him, and disappeared with a wave of his sleeve.

Then the real essence surged in his body, and the black light of the night demon hidden clothes flashed, and his body gradually faded and disappeared without a trace.

The series of actions were incredibly fast, making people dumbfounded.

The moment he disappeared, several tyrannical divine senses swept across every corner.

Afterwards, six or seven figures appeared in the field, and they were Xiao Pingyuan and Du Tuozi.

Everyone dispersed one after another, searched every place here several times, and finally gathered in one place helplessly.

"Hmph, it really is him!" Xiao Pingyuan said with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"I didn't expect that even the grand master and strong man fell!" The poisonous hunchback said with a lingering fear on his face.

When they arrived, they happened to see the scene where Wang Mocan killed Jiang Zhanqi with the golden cone.

But Wang Mo's figure was too fast, and he didn't give them any time to react. After a few flashes, he packed up all the treasures and disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it!" Xiao Pingyuan had a look of hatred, his eyes seemed to be breathing fire.

"Forget it, I'd better leave! It's meaningless to stay here any longer!" Shen Fengqun said a little lonely.

It is impossible to say that they have no regrets in their hearts.

After all, it is possible that Juyuan Golden Grass is right in front of you, and watching it slip away, I feel uncomfortable letting go of the water.

"Hey, it seems that I have to wait ten years for the old hunchback!" The poisonous hunchback rolled his eyes strangely and sighed.

"What? You mean..." Xiao Pingyuan was startled when he heard that, but he didn't say the following words, and looked at him in shock.

"Could it be that Venerable Poison is talking about the tomb of the Venerable Venerable?" Cui Zhanjiang's complexion changed, full of fear.

"That's right, it's right there!" The poisonous hunchback has always given people the image of being arrogant, but now he is lonely with a kind of unwillingness, helplessness and fear.

All kinds of emotions mixed on his ferocious face, showing an indescribable strangeness.

"Let's go!" Seeing the appearance of the poisonous hunchback, Xiao Pingyuan seemed to think of something, looked around a few times, and took the lead in sacrificing the spirit weapon and leaving through the air.

Seeing this, everyone shook their heads slightly, driving their spiritual weapons one after another to follow.

As everyone left, the rocky canyon fell into silence.

But after half an hour, several figures appeared again, and it was Xiao Pingyuan and his party who had gone and returned.

The seven people searched here again, and left here after finding nothing.

……

A few months later, in an inconspicuous cave on a small mountain, thousands of miles away from the Dazha Canyon, Wang Mo was sitting upright on the ground, practicing quietly.

A mass of five-color streamer floated in front of him, dripping and turning straight, forming a vitality vortex.

The brilliance around him flickered, hiding his aura completely, so as not to attract the prying eyes of monsters.

"call!"

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Mo, who was sitting still, let out a mouthful of turbid air, slowly opened his eyes, looked down at the pile of powder in front of him, shook his head helplessly, and said, "It seems that we have to collect more. Alright, otherwise it will be really hard to continue!"

For several months, since he left that canyon, he has been hiding here to recover from his injuries, and he has fully recovered at this time.

Suddenly with a shake of his right hand, he saw a blue puppy on the ground, it was Qingpi.

As soon as Qing Pidou appeared, he rushed towards Wang Mo, screaming and biting the corner of Wang Mo's clothes, in order to vent the grievance that had not been released for several months.

"Hehe!" Seeing the spiritually advanced Qingpi, Wang Mo gave a knowing smile, took out a storage bag from his arms, and with a flick of his hand, he saw dozens of demon cores on the ground, which were the night demon bat demon cores.

As soon as Qing Pi saw the demon core, he stopped pestering him, pounced on the demon core and ate one bite at a time.

Seeing Qingpi eating happily, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, as if he remembered something.

A strange fluctuation came out in the air. Qingpi, who was engrossed in eating, suddenly stopped, and turned to look at Wang Mo, with a pair of watery eyes, looking at him like a greedy child.

It's just that the red light flashing in his eyes from time to time makes people feel cold.

Wang Mo nodded slightly, and stopped talking, leaving green skins around him anxiously.

Time flies, and two years have passed in a blink of an eye.

At the cave where Wang Mo retreated, a blue shadow flashed past and disappeared into the cave entrance, as if those restrictions were nothing.

Wang Mo, who was sitting upright, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the swaying green skin under his feet, nodded slightly, and then stood up.

At this time, the green skin is more than twice as big as it was two years ago, and the bumps on its head have also grown significantly.

Seeing Wang Mo walking out of the cave, Qing Pi hurriedly chased after him.

When he came outside the cave, Wang Mo's figure flickered, and he arranged dozens of formations within a radius of one kilometer.

After finishing this, he turned his head to look at Qing Pi, and nodded slightly to him.

I saw Qingpi's eyes shining, and a flash jumped into the field, staring straight at Wang Mo.

"Hehe!" Wang Mo smiled lightly, patted the storage bag on his waist with his left hand, and took out a black and yellow demon core, exuding strong fluctuations, but it was densely covered with cracks, which were exactly the two. Obtained from the demon core of the iron spear spider years ago.

Throwing it at the green skin casually, I saw it swallowed it without any scruples, and then the muscles on its body swelled, bursting out bursts of coercion, and its expression seemed to be enduring great pain.

Wang Mo looked at Qingpi who was getting bigger and bigger, a solemn look flashed in his eyes, carefully feeling the changes in Qingpi in his spiritual consciousness.

But seeing Qingpi's figure grow several times, he suddenly paused, and there was a tendency to shrink.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo frowned, took out a blood-colored inner alchemy from the storage bag again, hesitated for a moment, and threw it out.

"Ah!"

Qingpi swallowed it without any hesitation, and with the help of this night demon bat demon core, his body, which had gradually shrunk, immediately swelled up again.

At this moment, because of the movement of Qingpi here, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered, and monsters began to come around one after another. Without any hesitation, Wang Mo sacrificed one of the Qinglin swords to kill them one by one.

"Woooooo!"

After several hours passed, Qingpi's body was several feet long. Judging by its figure, it was not a Qingpi puppy. Golden arcs flashed, indescribably majestic.

This is the green-horned beast that Wang Mo obtained back then!

At the beginning, Qingpi was put into the spirit beast bag, because of the breath of the monster in it, Qingpi only cared about devouring a large amount, and as a result, his body had the talent of a third-order monster, and his body changed in size.

However, after being shrunk, it cannot return to its original body, and can only appear as a blue puppy.

But now, after successfully advancing to the late stage, the body can adapt to the breath of those monsters, and finally recovered the body.

Seeing that the green-horned beast had fully advanced to the late stage of the second stage, Wang Mo relaxed slightly, and put away the Qinglin sword.

In this short period of time, he had already beheaded no less than a dozen second-level monsters who came to beg for wildfire, and the remaining monsters from a distance, seeing that Qing Pi had successfully advanced, slowly dispersed.

"Woooo!"

Qing Pi, who had successfully advanced, let out a howl of excitement, but his expression was slightly tired.

Wang Mo stepped forward, and without waiting for it to have fun, he waved his right hand and put it into the spirit beast bag. Only the spirit beast bag is the best place for monsters to cultivate.

Immediately, he flashed away and put away all the corresponding things, and left the residence where he had stayed for two years without looking back.