Retrograde fairy way

"Junior Brothers, keep the defensive talismans close to your body to deal with emergencies! Go!" Wang Mo asked everyone with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly took out the defensive talisman from the storage bag and attached it to their bodies.

I saw a flash of brilliance, and then disappeared.

Everyone cleaned up one by one, and then continued to explore forward.

With Wang Mo's explanation, and the fate of the horrible mummy, everyone was no longer as relaxed as before.

Demon cultivators have been forced to go to the barren land in the northwest for many years, and they have not been seen in the sky fire domain for many years.

It's no wonder that they don't have much knowledge, after all, they are used to practicing in the sect smoothly, and they haven't experienced much.

And demon cultivators have always acted strangely, and their whereabouts are erratic.

After two days in a row, there is still no gain. Although everyone has no consumption, they have maintained a high level of vigilance for a long time, and their spiritual consciousness has been tense, and they can't help but feel a little tired.

"Buzz!"

At nightfall, Wang Mo was leading the crowd forward when he suddenly felt a shock coming from his bosom, and hurriedly reached into his bosom to take out the sound transmission jade slip.

A ray of true energy was input into it, and a voice came out of it: "Northeast, come quickly!"

Hearing this, Wang Mo raised his head to identify the direction, greeted a few people, immediately slapped the storage bag, sacrificed the Qinglin sword, stepped on it in a flash, and flew to the northeast.

In the blink of an eye, the ten people turned into streamers and disappeared into the night sky.

And as they left, different colors of escaping light also rose in various directions, flying to the northeast.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

When Wang Mo and others arrived, they saw Gong Fanluo and other three alchemy cultivators looking at the ground with gloomy faces.

Everyone hurriedly took a look, but they saw mutilated corpses all over the ground. The strange thing was that they were all in the shape of mummified corpses. If their identities could not be seen from the robes on their bodies and the spiritual weapons scattered around them, it would be difficult for anyone to see them. make out.

Moreover, there are holes of different sizes on the exposed skin, which looks even more hideous and terrifying.

To everyone's horror, within a short cup of tea, the ten foundation-establishing cultivators were killed, and they only had time to send out the sound transmission jade slips.

If they meet, I'm afraid the end will not be much better.

Thinking of this, everyone's expressions turned ugly.

As many monks gathered and found the tragic situation on the ground, there was a hissing sound from time to time.

"Hmph, that's unreasonable! No matter what the hell it is, this sect will smash it into pieces!" Fang Feiyu stared at the corpse on the ground with an ugly expression, as if dripping water.

These monks are his Tianwu Peak people.

Fang Feiyu is an outstanding disciple of Tianwu Peak's current generation, and his peak master entrusted him with the tasks assigned by the sect for the purpose of establishing his prestige.

In other words, after he becomes the peak master in the future, these Foundation Establishment disciples will be his main team.

Ten monks died all of a sudden, and the deaths were unknown, and the death conditions were extremely tragic. How could we not make him angry?

"Senior brother Mo, it seems that there are really demon cultivators offering sacrifices to such ominous beasts as corpse refining worms!" Gong Fanluo turned to Mo Xiu with a solemn face.

The hollows on the corpse were obviously caused by the crawling corpse insects, and there were also many broken carapaces on the ground, which must have been caused by the monks' counterattack.

"That's right, and the number is huge, otherwise they wouldn't even have a chance to escape, and they would be sucked into mummified corpses and die!" Mo Xiuyuan nodded slightly when he heard the words.

With their eyesight, it is natural to see why they died at a glance, and this is what makes them afraid.

You know, it can make the foundation-establishment monks helpless, and there is a foundation-establishment late-stage monk among them, so they have to be careful.

Even though they can resist, there are still more than a hundred Foundation Establishment monks behind them.

"According to the younger brother, what should we do next?" Mo Xiuyuan glanced at Fang Feiyu, who had an extremely gloomy face, and felt that his current state was not suitable for discussion, so he turned to Gong Fanluo.

Hearing this, Gong Fanluo pondered for a while, but turned around and looked back. When he saw Wang Mo, Shen waved to him and said, "Seventh Junior Brother, come here!"

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help giving way in the direction they were looking at.

Wang Mo hesitated for a while, then walked towards the middle of the field, walked up to the three of them, looked at Gong Fanluo and said, "Eldest senior brother!"

"Hehe, come Seventh Junior Brother, I have seen Senior Brother Mo Xiuyuan in Xuanyu Peak and Senior Brother Fang Feiyu in Tianwu Peak!" Gong Fanluo smiled and introduced to Wang Mo.

"Lu Zhanfeng, Huo Yunfeng's seventh disciple, has seen Senior Brother Mo and Senior Brother Fang!" Wang Mo straightened his face and bowed.

"Hehe, I have long heard that Huo Yunfeng's seventh brother is a rare romantic and handsome character. When I saw him today, he really deserves his reputation!" Mo Xiuyuan said with a look of admiration.

Fang Feiyu, on the other hand, just nodded slightly as a signal, and stopped talking.

Wang Mo didn't care too much about it, he also knew how unpopular his reputation, or Lu Zhanfeng's reputation, was in Tianwu Peak.

"Senior Brothers, my Seventh Junior Brother discovered the corpse bug before, let him explain the situation!" Seeing Fang Feiyu's expression, Gong Fanluo couldn't help frowning, but at this time he didn't care about it. these times.

Hearing this, Mo Xiuyuan nodded at Wang Mo and said, "I don't know how much Junior Brother Lu knows about this corpse worm?"

With a flash of Wang Mo's eyes, he said everything he had said to his group of monks before, which immediately attracted everyone's sideways.

In the end, Wang Mo concluded: "Only powerful fire spells or thunder spells can do the most damage to monsters like corpse insects!"

"Oh, in your opinion, what should we do next?" Mo Xiuyuan said solemnly.

Wang Mo hesitated for a while and said: "In my humble opinion, retreating is the best, and I will leave it to the seniors of the sect to deal with it!"

"laugh!"

As soon as Wang Mo's words fell, there were bursts of sneers from among the monks, thinking that he was terrified by this tragic scene.

Even Gong Fanluo frowned and looked at him, not to mention others.

After Wang Mo finished speaking, he stopped talking, and with those few sneers, he didn't need to look at him to know who it was.

Along the way, there were always a few eyes on Tianwu Peak that turned to him, and the hatred contained in them was only Lan Xiaofeng and the others.

"You bastard, if you go back at this time, how can you treat my dead disciple of Tianwu Peak?" Fang Feiyu, who was originally silent and gloomy, suddenly stared at Wang Mo with an angry face and wide eyes, with a terrifying aura slamming break out.

A group of monks suddenly felt their bodies sink, and their bodies retreated involuntarily.

And Wang Mo, who was at the center of this aura, frowned, with a folding fan in his hand to protect his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, please forgive me, I am also deeply saddened by the death of brother Guifeng, but forgive me To put it bluntly, these corpse insects are already on the verge of advancing, if they can't be killed with a thunder strike, and then let them be swallowed, I'm afraid..."

"Fizz!"

Hearing his words at this time, everyone no longer dared to think about it before.

The ten Foundation Establishment cultivators died without a sound like this. If they were advanced, their fate would not need to be reminded by Wang Mo. The fate of the people on the ground is a reflection of it.

"You..." Fang Feiyu's face darkened, and he was about to explode immediately. With his alchemy status, he was so contradicted by a Foundation Establishment disciple, and he was still in front of so many people. How could he have any face at all.

But before he had an attack, Gong Fanluo stood between the two of them, looked at Fang Feiyu and said, "Senior brother Fang calm down, and the seventh brother is also thinking of comforting everyone. At this moment, we should discuss how to deal with it!"

"Hmph!" Seeing him appear, Fang Feiyu naturally couldn't make use of it anymore. The reason for this was just that Tianwufeng's female disciple disappeared in the past, and he wanted to use it to teach Wang Mo a lesson.

But Gong Fanluo and him are both alchemy cultivators, but he can't face him.

"Okay, okay, Junior Brother Gong is right, Junior Brother Fang, don't embarrass Junior Brother Lu!" Seeing the momentary embarrassment, Mo Xiuyuan hurried forward to smooth things over.

Seeing the three of them walking aside to discuss, Wang Mo said nothing, turned and walked towards his team.

"Seventh senior brother, is it really that scary?" As soon as he entered the team, his eighth senior brother Zhou Tianyue came up to greet him and asked.

Wang Mo hesitated for a moment, just nodded slightly, and said no more.

Seeing him like this, everyone felt uneasy, and they could only hope that the three alchemy monks could order to withdraw from the sect.

But things did not go as they wished. After a cup of tea, the three alchemy monks finished their discussions and came to the crowd.

The noisy scene suddenly quieted down, waiting for him to give orders.

Mo Xiuyuan nodded to the two of them, stepped forward a few steps and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brothers, I will wait for the three of us to discuss and take this opportunity to eradicate this demon cultivator. You must know that he is hiding now and dare not blatantly devour him." , it is because he has not yet reached that strength, so we must take the initiative to attack, so that he will never have the opportunity to do evil again!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in blank dismay, but then agreed in unison: "Follow the order of senior brother!"

No one saw the trace of worry flashed on Wang Mo's bent face, but he just touched something in his arms without a trace, just like everyone else.

"Okay, now we will carefully survey this area, led by Sanfeng, remember to be careful!" Mo Xiuyuan nodded to the two of them, and walked towards the gathering place of Xuan Yufeng's disciples.

And those Foundation Establishment disciples understood what it meant, and they were accompanied by the master of alchemy, which also made them feel a little relieved.

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At an unknown depth underground, caves and tunnels run through everywhere, and the strange rocks are hideous and terrifying.

The strange thing is that there are ragged pedestrians walking on those tunnels, but their movements are slow and their eyes are blank, as if they are being dragged by something.

The dense crowd walked towards the underground cave like this, as if leading to the hell of the underworld.

And at the bottom of the cave there is a tall altar with mysterious patterns all over it, but the surroundings are like ghosts and monsters, with thick black air floating around.

A furnace with a height of several feet was placed on the altar, and it was hard to see what was inside amidst the black mist.

On the top of the cave, countless pedestrians fell one after another, just fell into the furnace, and did not appear again.

"Jie Jie! As long as you refine the Blood Raw Pill, the saint's injuries will be healed. When the time comes...hehe!"

Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded, which made one's hair stand on end, but in a corner, sat a figure covered in a black robe and hidden in the black mist.

"Baby, go and kill all the juniors above, presumably with the blood essence of these juniors, enough blood pills are condensed!" The black-robed man sounded like steel scraping again, but it was to whom.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a puff of red mist floating up, and there was a buzzing sound, which was the sound of a group of red beetles flying.