Retrograde fairy way

Wang Mo didn't comment on the sect's all-in-one means to weaken the strength of casual cultivators. Where there are people, there will be struggles, but it's just the difference between the strong and the weak.

Sweeping around, Wang Mo couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly when his eyes touched the scene around Dao.

I saw that the place where everyone is located is a tall palace on the cliff of a wide canyon. Looking through the wide gate, there is an endless deep pit outside, which makes people dazzled. Extraordinary, and almost caught by the darkness.

On the temple square, many monks still gathered.

Many casual practitioners, like the ones sent by Qing Yuzong, are meditating on the spot to recover.

But it is obvious that the disciples of the sect are divided into camps, obviously people from various sects.

And on the cliff, stood a dozen or so monks exuding powerful auras, but they were escorts from various sects on this trip.

When he saw one of them, Wang Mo couldn't help shrinking his pupils, and carefully shifted his gaze. The old man was Tong Yansu, who for some reason forced him to be his disciple.

However, at this time, Tong Yansu was already a Nascent Soul Saint, and the old white-haired old man had rejuvenated into a middle-aged man.

But Wang Mo still recognized at a glance that he was the old man back then.

A group of Nascent Soul Saints were chatting and laughing beside the cliff. They seemed to be chatting happily, but there was an invisible blade hidden in the dark.

Three days later, all the people who were cultivating could only feel a burst of vitality in the air, and the sound of thunder rolling in the sky, but there was no flash of sky thunder.

And not far above the cliff, black lines flashed, and a gray mist gushed out from inside.

Everyone felt a chill all over, but they all shuddered.

While everyone was staring at each other in amazement, more than a dozen Nascent Soul saints took out a piece of gray jade token one after another, and typed out the Dao Dao Jue, and saw that the black gap was stretched open, with a radius of several tens of feet.

Looking at the hole in the sky like the mouth of a giant beast, all the monks knew in their hearts that it was the entrance to the Langya Secret Realm.

"All disciples obey the order and enter the secret realm of Langya!" A Nascent Soul saint of the Artifact Refining Sect glanced at the void indifferently.

As the biggest force in Tianhuozhou, it is natural that the disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect take the lead, and the rest of the Nascent Soul Saints have no objection to this.

Following the entry of the disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect, it was followed by the Qing Yuzong.

Tsinghua turned around and looked back: "Tsing Yuzong disciples enter!"

"Yes!"

A group of disciples of the Qing Yuzong sacrificed their spiritual weapons, held the teleportation jade talisman in their hands, and flew towards the hollow, while Sanxiu could only watch helplessly, waiting for the disciples of the sect to enter.

Wang Mo was among the crowd, when he flew over the cliff, suddenly his right wrist trembled, and he immediately cried out inwardly.

Not daring to stop, quickly accelerated towards the hollow.

Before he could enter, a gloomy and angry shout came from below: "Little beast!"

The monks of the Qing Yuzong around him felt their bodies sinking suddenly, and their bodies fell down involuntarily.

Looking around in horror, he saw a giant crimson palm covering the sky spreading, covering everyone.

Wang Mo's heart sank, but he didn't dare to make any more changes. Looking at the negotiation between the two Nascent Soul Saints below, he didn't believe that the two of Tsinghua would be indifferent, but in his left hand, he secretly held something to hold it. Unforeseen.

"Tong Yansu, what do you mean?" Qing Luo, who seldom spoke, suddenly darkened, and coldly shouted at the person who made the shot, and at the same time waved a burst of vitality to hold his red giant palm.

"Hey, you Qing Yuzong are so brave, you dare to hide this holy rebel!" Tong Yansu sneered, and gave Wang Mo a stern look.

The trace of hatred and ferocity revealed in that gaze caused everyone present to fight a cold war.

Except for the other two Nascent Soul Saints of the Artifact Refining Sect, the rest of the high-ranking monks all stood aside and watched from the sidelines.

They wished that the two sects would fight and consume their power.

"Hmph, Tong Yansu, you'd better make it clear, otherwise you won't be able to get rid of the attack on my sect's disciple today!" Qing Luo narrowed his eyes, also unwilling to show weakness.

Tsinghua heard the words, although his face was flat, but he took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, the remaining two Nascent Soul Saints of the Artifact Sect immediately stood together with Tong Yansu.

As the elders of the top sect in Tianhuozhou, they are used to being arrogant, not to mention they have three of them, but they are not afraid to fight each other.

One of the middle-aged men with a handsome appearance said: "Tsing Luo and Tsing Hua fellow Taoists, it's better to be calm and don't be impatient. After my junior brother takes down the traitor he said, won't it be clear?"

"Hmph!" Tsinghua sneered, and immediately retorted: "Your Artifact Refining Sect didn't make a move sooner or later, but my Qing Yuzong disciples did it when they entered the secret realm. Is this against my Qing Yuzong?"

He had just communicated with Qing Luo's spiritual sense, and decided that no matter what, Tong Yansu should not let Tong Yansu make a move. The two of them shouldered the heavy responsibility of Uncle Yufan on this trip. If they missed here, it would be very difficult to return to the sect. explain.

Moreover, Tong Yansu's attack was likely to be an excuse, but seeing that he wrapped all the Qing Yuzong disciples in his attack, one knew that he would never mind hurting the Qing Yuzong disciples when he attacked.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man frowned, he never expected that the two of them would be so determined, he thought for a while, turned to look at Tong Yansu beside him and said: "Junior Brother, may you be sure?"

"Senior Brother Mingjian, that little bastard was originally an apprentice of the younger brother, but he did not change his bad nature. In order to plot the treasure I handed down, he killed several of his senior brothers in the cave, thinking that he could use it after getting rid of his spiritual consciousness. Wuyou, but I don't know that the treasure and my Tong family have been sacrificed for many years, although I don't know how this son used to cover it up, but Tong did sense the existence of the treasure just now!" Tong Yansu explained with a gloomy expression, looking Lu Hanmang glanced back and forth at the disciples of the Qing Yuzong.

The members of the Qing Yuzong were all foundation-builders. Even though they were not injured, they were stared at maliciously by such a high-ranking monk, and the pressure could be imagined. All of them turned pale and trembled immediately.

"Oh, if that's the case, then we must find out this rebellious person!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he turned his head and said: "You two fellow Taoists of the Qing Yuzong, I think you are quite clear about the fact that such a rebellious person It's better to hand it over!"

"Hmph, Fellow Daoist Li Yutian, what you said is light. If you hand over my sect's disciples simply based on your family's words, what is the dignity of my sect? Or is it that you can already decide a sect? Is it possible to live or die?" Tsinghua turned his eyes and said coldly, but the meaning was self-evident.

"Hehe, fellow Taoists of Tsinghua University, why should you get angry? As long as Junior Brother Tong finds out that person, I will find out after a while. Could it be that the thief stole Junior Brother Tong's treasures and has nothing to do with Qing Yuzong?" Nascent Soul Saint said with a smile.

Although the tone was light, the meaning of the backlash in his words could not be more obvious.

Hearing that the corners of the Qing Yuzong's eyes twitched slightly, they exchanged their spiritual sense secretly, and at the end their complexions were gloomy, Tsinghua said coldly: "Okay, very good, your weapon refining sect is very powerful, if you can't explain why this matter , I must give you an explanation from the Artifact Refining School, this Elder Tong, please check it!"

After speaking, he and Qing Luo both reached out their spiritual senses, so that they could stop Tong Yansu in time when he was secretly trying to do something.

"Junior Brother Tong, it's done!" Li Yutian said indifferently.

Hearing this, Tong Yansu glanced around the disciples in the sky, his spiritual sense went back and forth to check them, but after cupping the tea, he didn't see any clues.

Looking at his changing face, the two of Tsinghua sneered, watching how he would end up.

Li Yutian and the other person also frowned slightly, but they didn't say much.

Thinking that his Artifact Refining Sect is one of the top sects in the mainland, how could he be afraid of the Qing Yu Sect.

Tong Yansu pondered for a while, quickly made a tactic with both hands, and spit out a drop of blood essence from his mouth. The blood essence was submerged in the restraint, and turned into a cloud of red mist and rolled up. In the blink of an eye, it was condensed into a stream of blood.

"Go!" Tong Yansu yelled heavily, pointing at a little bloodshot, and saw the bloodshot twist and shoot rapidly into the air.

Such a situation naturally fell into the eyes of the two of Tsinghua, but there was no tension in their hearts. Seeing Tong Yansu's cautious appearance, it was obvious that what the other party said before was to capture the abandoned disciples.

Originally thought that the other party had learned some information about their mission, but at this moment they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Regarding being able to hand over a disciple to settle the matter, even though they said they were stubborn before, they still had no idea if they had a head-on confrontation with the Artifact Refining Sect, which had more than [-] Nascent Soul cultivators sitting in front of it.

As long as it is not for their mission, in their view, it doesn't matter if they lose one disciple, even a dozen or so.

Just as the hearts of all the disciples were jumping, they saw the red brilliance flash and shoot impartially into the right wrist of an elegant-looking young man in white clothes. Lu Zhanfeng.

Seeing this situation, the pupils of the two of Tsinghua suddenly shrank, and the relaxation just now disappeared, and they secretly screamed that it was not good.

You must know that before they came, Yufan had personally explained that no matter whether this son had obtained the Xuanling God Refining Grass or not, he had to bring it back safely.

"Hey, little bastard, let's see where you are going!" Tong Yansu sneered, and his consciousness exploded, locking 'Lu Zhanfeng'.

The blood in his hand was shot right into his right hand, and the two ends were connected, the person he was looking for must be him without a doubt.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Qing Yuzong were stunned for a moment, and quickly dodged to the two sides, revealing the figure of 'Lu Zhanfeng', for fear of getting caught in trouble.

"Two fellow Taoists of Qing Yuzong, what else can I say?" Li Yutian said with a slight smile and a calm tone.

The two of Tsinghua looked at each other, and their expressions all changed. The current situation is obviously not good for them. If they insist on saving this person, they will definitely fight against the Nascent Soul Saint of the Artifact Sect.

But under such circumstances, it is difficult for them to protect the comfort of the other disciples. If they give up this son, it will be difficult for Master Yufan to explain.

Just when the two were in a dilemma, "Lu Zhanfeng" in the sky suddenly said: "Tong Laoer, you are speaking lightly, your weapon refining sect uses the body of a monk as a weapon, and uses the brutal and inhuman method to refine the weapon. Aren’t you afraid that the world will know about it?”