Retrograde fairy way

The strange young man called Lu Tianhong suddenly shot a look of shock in his eyes, which instantly turned into a cold light and looked at the person: "You..."

But before he finished speaking, the man in black took advantage of his shock and launched an attack brazenly.

A beam of red gold brilliance shot towards the front in an instant, and the sudden attack caught Tianhong by surprise.

Just when the attack was imminent, he quickly circulated the vitality in his body and opened the defense of the spirit clothing on his body.

There was a clang of gold and iron, and Lu Tianhong was smashed into the wall when he was carrying the chair.

But this attack still caused him a little injury, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that the man in black was about to attack again, Tianhong let out a scream, waved the folding fan in his hand, and sent out countless wind blades mixed with ice cones, whistling towards the man in black.

The man in black was not in a hurry, he patted the storage bag on his waist, and took out a strange ice blade that looked like a disc with eight sharp blades around it, and it grew in size in an instant, blocking all the attacks ,

"Bastard, it turned out to be you!" Lu Tianhong took a few breaths after narrowly avoiding disaster, and looked at the man in black with a cold face.

He clearly remembered that it was this person who sneaked into the cave in the canyon, causing him to escape with serious injuries, and even used up all the shadow guards he had accumulated over the years.

It has been recuperating until now before it can fully recover.

The man in black is none other than Wang Mo.

"You're still so conceited!" Wang Mo said indifferently, but he didn't stop, he tapped the red-gold shuttle-shaped spiritual weapon, and attacked and killed him again.

In Wang Mo's words, he still revealed his familiarity with Lu Tianhong, but his subordinates were deadly.

"Hmph, how dare you come here, no matter how you know the identity of this saint, I will let you die without a place to bury you today!" Lu Tianhong said coldly while waving his folding fan to block the attack of the man in black.

It seems that there is some deep hatred between the two of them!

What's weird is that the cultivation shown by this strange young man is only in the late stage of foundation establishment, but he keeps saying that he is a saint, which is really unbelievable.

Wang Mo remained silent, slapped the storage bag on his waist with one hand, and once again sacrificed a green-gold spiritual sword, pointed in the air, turned into a huge sword glow and slashed away.

"Hmph!" Lu Tianhong snorted coldly, and also sacrificed a red spiritual sword, fighting with the green-gold spiritual sword.

In an instant, the battle between the two foundation building monks caused all the surrounding walls to collapse and roared.

It was only because there were forbidden flashes on the top and the ground that it was not affected by the battle and collapsed.

As soon as the three spiritual weapons came out, Lu Tianhong suddenly felt pressure doubled, and looked at Wang Mo's complexion. Although the folding fan in his hand is a magic weapon, it is difficult for him to exert its full power with his current cultivation level. able.

What shocked him even more was that the other party's cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, but it brought him such a great pressure. No matter what, his identity must not be revealed.

Suddenly, Lu Tianhong's face darkened, and he spit out a curtain of pink light from his mouth, which swelled into the size of several feet in the wind, and rushed towards the man in black.

As soon as the pink light curtain came out, an intoxicating fragrance filled the air.

Facing this pink light curtain, Wang Mo didn't panic at all, as if he had been prepared for a long time, he sacrificed a black pocket, and wrapped the entire pink light curtain upright.

The black and pink were scorched, and violent vitality fluctuations instantly churned.

"What?" Lu Tianhong's eyes widened at this moment, as if he had seen something unbelievable, but suddenly a sharp pain came in his mind.

Before he had time to think about it, he hurriedly stabilized his consciousness, and when he looked, he saw a cyan light and shadow, which had already rushed in front of him, and he could only slightly turn his head to dodge in his heart.

The blue shadow flashed across Lu Tianhong's neck suddenly, and a puff of flesh and blood appeared to separate most of his neck.

"Uh uh!"

After being so severely injured, Lu Tianhong felt dizzy while covering the wound on his neck with one hand, his eyes were filled with disbelief, as if he even forgot the last struggle.

However, Wang Mo didn't intend to stop at all. Taking advantage of the opening of the folding fan in his hand, the red-gold spiritual weapon instantly turned into a stream of light and flashed past his dantian.

Then, the black pocket in the air raised bursts of black mist, and rushed towards Lu Tianhong's body, wrapping it tightly, and then let out a sigh of relief.

The expression on his face was that he was extremely afraid of this corpse.

In the blink of an eye, they saw a burst of green vitality floating above the corpse, but after meeting the black pocket, they seemed to be restrained, they all smiled, and made teeth-piercing sounds from time to time.

Wang Mo didn't care about these things, he put away the treasures one by one, spread out his consciousness to cover the whole place, and walked in.

Qingpi followed at his feet, and it was it that scratched Lu Tianhong's neck just now, which made Wang Mo easily kill him.

The current green skin is already a real second-order late-stage monster. In terms of speed alone, unless it is above the alchemy master or a flying monster of the same level, no one can compare.

Not long after, I turned around a few corridors and came to the place where Lu Tianhong practiced. Seeing the four corpses on the bed that were covered in bright red, foaming at the mouth but with expressions of enjoyment on their faces, Wang Mo paused, and casually waved a Zhenyuan turned it into fly ash.

"Hey, it really is this secret technique!" Wang Mo shook his head slightly and sighed.

Although this secret method is powerful, it is too vicious. It was this kind of secret method that Tang Zhenye practiced in Xia Jing's prison.

Tang Zhenye and Lu Tianhong were both elders of Yunxiao Pavilion. It was Tang Zhenye who killed him physically in World War I, but he was seriously injured and fled.

Back then, it was the few of them who teamed up to break into a secret place of the magic way and obtained many secret treasures, which led to what happened later.

Spread out the consciousness to check the surroundings one by one, after confirming that there is no prohibition of hidden treasures, then turn to look at the barrier on the wall, with a wave of the sleeve, it turns into a giant palm of real essence, and with a loud crackling sound, the barrier is smashed into pieces. Reveal what's inside.

Looking at the girls inside, Wang Mo then tapped their foreheads one after another, sinking his true energy into them one after another. After doing this, he left the underground secret room in a flash.

Not long after he left here, the girls woke up with a groan, and when they found out their situation, they embraced each other and wept with joy after the catastrophe.

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In an unknown hill, Wang Mo sat quietly, looking at the corpse on the array in front of him.

Suddenly, he quickly made a formula with both hands, formed a series of restraints, and shot into the formation plate, and saw bursts of red lights burst out from it.

Immediately, Lu Tianhong's body began to melt, and finally turned into a cloud of black mist, condensed into the appearance of Lu Tianhong.

"You are so ruthless!" As soon as Lu Tianhong appeared, he stared at Wang Mo with a ferocious face, trying to pounce with his teeth and claws, but he couldn't get out of the formation.

He can naturally see the changes in himself. The origin of the Nascent Soul has been refined, and he has lost the last chance to seize it, and may even face the crisis of refining his soul.

"Hehe, compared to what you have done, I am kind!" Wang Mo smiled lightly, not thinking that there was anything wrong with using the secret method of "Blood Refining and Chasing Soul" to sacrifice him.

The reason why he is afraid of the other party is because the other party is the one who seized the Nascent Soul. At this time, the original source of the Nascent Soul in the other party's body has disappeared with the body, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Who the hell are you?" In such a situation, Lu Tianhong had nothing to say, but if he didn't even know who killed him, it really made him aggrieved.

Moreover, the familiarity with him revealed in the other party's words puzzled him even more.

"Tang Zhenye!" Wang Mo hesitated for a moment before saying the name.

The reason why he found Lu Tianhong was because he felt that the other person's breath was very familiar in the canyon that day.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be you, I didn't expect you to be alive! Hahaha!" Lu Tianhong was startled for a while, and then laughed wildly.

At this time, he was only in the state of spirit, but he couldn't detect it. The aura of the person in front of him had changed greatly, but he couldn't recognize it. Maybe it was the current situation, so he didn't care to study it carefully.

"Of course, you can live, why can't I live?" Wang Mo casually talked about Tang Zhenye's memory. For Wang Mo who has mastered all his memories, it is really nothing to fool his old acquaintance Lu Tianhong.

"That's right, I will admit defeat in your hands!" Lu Tianhong was startled when he heard this, and said a little lonely.

"Tell me!" Wang Mo said flatly, not caring about his big laugh.

In Lu Tianhong's storage bag, he didn't get what he wanted. With the other party's original identity and strength, he must have escaped with the storage ring, otherwise it would be impossible to cultivate to the present level in just a few decades. After all, Not everyone can have these encounters like him.

"Hahaha, do you think I'll tell you? Just give up!" Lu Tianhong said with a grim expression.

Of course he understood what the other party wanted, but he had reached this point, so there was nothing else to say.

"Since this is the case, then I can only search from your soul!" Seeing that he refused to cooperate, Wang Mo's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly.

"Hey hey, given your current state, do you think you can use the soul search technique?" Lu Tianhong said indifferently, at worst, the soul dissipated, and he has already seen it very openly after cultivating to his state.

"Don't worry, it's much better than you imagined!" Wang Mo said lightly.

After finishing speaking, he quickly made a tactic with both hands, and the formation restraint changed, sending out bursts of strong cold air, like the dark wind blowing from hell.

With the appearance of this cloudy wind, the mist that Lu Tianhong turned into boiled as if boiling, not screaming.

As time went by, Lu Tianhong's soul finally turned into a fist-sized mist with hints of dark red in the gray and white.

Looking at the fog in front of him, Wang Mo stretched out his consciousness and slowly probed inside.

"call!"

Half an hour later, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes, let out a breath, and frowned: "It seems that we have to wait for a while!"

Glancing at the few remaining Lu Tianhong soul lights, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he patted the storage bag, took out a jade bottle and array disk, tapped the light ball put away.

Immediately, he made a formula with both hands, and put away the formation plate and the jade bottle together.