Retrograde fairy way

"Huh?" The man frowned, but he reacted instantly and said, "You mean, fellow Daoist Mao, is he wearing a spirit beast bag?"

When everyone heard the words, their faces were shocked, but they turned into greed in an instant.

You must know that in the entire cultivation world, there are not many such spirit beast bags. Compared with the storage rings that ordinary alchemy masters can only have, this spirit beast bag is the symbol of the Nascent Soul Saint, and only they can enjoy it.

Seeing everyone's expressions, the old man surnamed Mao naturally understood what they were thinking, but secretly rejoiced in his heart, if the other party was not a direct blood relative of a Nascent Soul monster, he probably would not have given such a treasure to the other party for protection.

Even if they killed it, there was no guarantee that there was any special mark on it, and if the Nascent Soul monster came to the door, that would be bad.

"Yuan Daoyou is right. This person must have a spirit beast bag, otherwise how would such a monster appear?" The old man surnamed Mao nodded slightly.

Everyone thought about it for a while, and they all agreed, and they were also grateful.

If the other party is really killed, it is really difficult to guarantee that the Nascent Soul monster behind the other party will have any special method to find it.

After some discussion, the people who died on the ground were turned into fly ash with their vitality, and the storage bags on their bodies were also divided by the crowd, and they left the place quickly. For some reason, the direction of the few people was exactly right. Head west.

This is the case in the world of cultivation. They stay together temporarily for the sake of benefit, and there is no guarantee that no one will take care of them after death, and maybe they will be abandoned in the wilderness.

It's just that they didn't know that there was no Nascent Soul monster behind Wang Mo, and there were several Nascent Soul monsters who wanted to draw his soul and refine his soul.

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"Whoosh!"

Wang Mo turned into a cloud of blue smoke, and hurried across the blood desert, trying to avoid places with monks.

After all, he was acting alone, and every time he encountered a team of monks, he would think of killing him to seize the treasure.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, in order to reduce unnecessary troubles, he can only act like this.

However, the purpose of his trip was not to follow the old man's instructions, go to the place marked in his jade slip to meet the other three people, but to go to a demon sect.

In the battle between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth was shattered. This Langyami Continent was the most prosperous place for the monks of the magic way back then.

There are three top Moxiu sects in it, and only one top sect in Immortal Dao. If the other sects of Tianfeng Continent did not come to participate in the scuffle, I am afraid it would not have caused such a big battle.

There are of course other reasons for this. The number of strong men tens of thousands of years ago is far from comparable to what it is now. There are dozens of monks who have transformed themselves into gods alone, not to mention the fact that there are several clutch powers participating in the battle.

After a big battle, it finally triggered this disaster.

Wang Mo's purpose is to go to Mo Luozong, one of the top sects in the way of magic!

From Tang Zhenye's memory, it is known that the group of them got a great opportunity from the Mo Luo Sect, and then stepped into the ranks of the Nascent Soul Saints step by step.

The restraining formations of the Demonic Dao Sect are strange and diverse. Even after so many years of exploration, there are still many places that have not been opened.

And Wang Mo claimed to have many treasures in his hands, and he had a better chance of winning than Tang Zhenye and his party back then. He wanted to open some of the secret places and obtain the treasures inside, so that he could escape after leaving the Langya Secret Realm.

He has always been cautious, but he will not entrust his own safety to the hands of the mysterious old man. He is used to things in the cultivation world that do anything for the purpose, not to mention that there is a Tong Yansu waiting for him to appear outside.

It's not that Wang Mo didn't think about killing a few monks from other states, using the method of refining gods to search for souls, finding out the exits of other states, and mixing them with changing shapes.

But for many years, monks in other states have already had a way to deal with this kind of thing.

Those Nascent Soul Saints who accompanied them would conduct strict investigations on the foundation-building monks who came out every time, but they would not mind killing them if they found out that they were monks from other states.

This situation, in the memory of Tang Zhenye and others, also has a detailed explanation, Wang Mo does not want to take such a strange risk.

After running for several days, he finally saw the majestic mountain in his memory. Wang Mo paused, waved his hand to take out the Night Demon Cloak and put it on, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mount Moluo, tens of thousands of years ago, was the domain of Moluo Sect, the top sect of the Demonic Dao.

But after the collapse of the Langya Continent, this place became a favorite place for monks to hunt for treasures, even though the danger here is far greater than that of other sects.

Because of the bloody methods of his practice, Mount Moluo later turned into a breeding ground for the demon clan, and the resentment was the strongest.

But all monks who come here to hunt for treasure will not stay here for more than half a year, because if they stay for a long time, although they will not be in danger of being assimilated into a demon by the evil spirit, they will still be contaminated by the evil spirit. Great changes, the light ones will cause the cultivation base to become unstable, and the severe ones will be triggered by demons, go berserk and die.

In Mount Moluo, the most numerous are the many blood pools left behind by the monks of the Moluo sect when they practiced the secret method of the blood path, and the blood devils derived from them.

This kind of monster is born with the accumulation of resentment in the blood pool and attaches itself to the bones in the blood pool. Although it does not have any powerful spells, its blood demon aura and its sacrificed body are the most difficult to destroy.

Therefore, when many monks come to Mount Moluo to hunt for treasures, most of them will prepare some lightning and fire spells, seals and treasures, because in the cultivation world, apart from the rare thunder spells, only the fire spell can be slightly restrained .

Of course, the spells and treasures of other departments can also counter the magic energy, but they are not as effective as these two spells.

Rumbling, there was a loud noise, and the gray mist filled the air, resounding around Moluo Mountain. It was obvious that a monk had entered Moluo Mountain and encountered a blood devil.

The sky was full of strange howls like ghosts crying and wolves howling, making people hear as if they had entered Shura Hell.

"Fellow daoists, don't be stingy with the treasures in your hands. As long as we kill these blood devils and break this ghost formation, the treasures inside will let us enter the alchemy realm!" A red spirit knife.

It turned into a ten-foot-long fire dragon sword light, cutting through those blood-colored figures again and again, and an unpleasant stench rose from it.

I saw those blood-colored figures, more than twice as tall as ordinary people, with narrow and long limbs, with several sharp claws protruding out, and dark red blood mist wrapped around their bodies, but their eyes were strangely black. A dozen monks rushed forward.

Not far away, there is a scarlet pothole with a radius of several feet, from time to time, blood devils crawl out of it and join the battle circle.

The cultivation base of these blood devils all have the strength of the early stage of foundation establishment, and they are most fearless of death, and their only thought is to devour flesh and blood.

"That's right, fellow daoists, work harder, as long as we get rid of these blood demons, we can enter the secret room!" Another old man shouted excitedly to the people beside him, "The old three form an array!"

Hearing the words, the two old men who looked somewhat similar to him instantly shifted their shape, pinched their senses, and sacrificed several strange-shaped spiritual weapons.

In an instant, more than a dozen spiritual weapons were flying in the air, and the lights of swords and swords seemed to be woven into a huge one, covering the blood devil, and a dozen of them were chopped into pieces in an instant.

As time went by, the number of blood devils trapped in the siege of monks decreased, but the crowd did not feel relaxed at all, because they had done a detailed understanding before they came.

After these blood devils are beheaded, they will inevitably condense again to form more powerful blood devils. Only by beheading them again and dissipating the resentment in them can they truly die.

If not, even if the blood devil is cut to pieces, they will still pester them endlessly.

I saw that after the dozens of blood devils were killed, the field changed again.

Among the scattered bones, they were entangled by dark red threads, changing their appearance. Countless skulls were piled up to form a strange skeleton several feet tall. There seemed to be black flames burning in the empty eyes, and the aura of the whole body reached even more. Amazing late foundation establishment.

"Fellow daoists, act quickly!" Seeing this, the old man pointed at the spirit knife and slashed at the giant skeleton.

When the rest of the people heard the words, they didn't dare to be negligent, and sacrificed their own powerful spells and spiritual weapons one after another, and another big battle broke out in the field for a while.

But this giant skeleton is obviously not comparable to those blood demons in the early stage of foundation establishment. Its bloody aura has become stronger many times, and those attacks are all blocked when they are close to it.

Moreover, although his body size has become larger, his flexibility has not weakened at all, and even has been enhanced. The red mist is lingering around his body, like a flame burning, but it emits bursts of cold air.

"Crack!"

The upper and lower jaws of the mouth-like skull collided with each other, making a piercing sound. With a flick of its body, it dodged several powerful attacks and rushed towards the monks.

A monk who couldn't dodge in time was immediately approached by a giant skeleton, and the bulging vitality shield tried to resist the giant skeleton, hoping that his companions would have time to rescue him.

But he obviously underestimated the strength of the giant skeleton. The ten red lights that were several feet long and looked like fingernails chopped off the vitality shield with a puff like a knife breaking through the leather.

In the frightened and desperate eyes of the monk, it flashed across his body in an instant, but the strange thing was that there was no blood splashed out, and it turned into a red mist and merged into the skeleton in the blink of an eye.

And with the infusion of the monk's flesh and blood, the aura of the Loud Skeleton became more condensed, and a red dot appeared in its originally pitch-black eyes, but it was not very obvious.

All this happened too quickly, in the blink of an eye, before everyone could react, the monk had already been killed and swallowed by the giant skeleton, and while his body was swaying, he rushed towards another monk again.

During the gallop, there were gusts of cold wind, and the huge body combined with the majestic and strange momentum made people daunting.

"Kill, pay for Fellow Daoist Liu!" A look of fear flashed in the eyes of the old man before, and he took the lead in killing the giant skeleton.

Although the rest of the people were briefly intimidated by the power of the giant skeleton, fortunately, they were not weak in cultivation, so they would not be afraid of this foreign object with the same cultivation level as them, so they quickly regained their energy and surrounded and killed the giant skeleton.