Retrograde fairy way

"The resentment enters the body, the madness!" Ye Yuchen paused every word, staring at the figure wrapped in the gray-red mist.

The three people around were startled when they heard the words, Liang Tianzhu said with an ugly expression, "Senior Brother Ye, what should we do?"

Ye Yuchen pondered for a while, turned his head and swept across the approaching monks, looked at the figures who were still killing the remaining few people in the air, and said with a strange look in his eyes: "This person must have practiced body training techniques, look at him The appearance of being able to fly in the air shows that the combat power is not weaker than that of the alchemy cultivator, so let's avoid the edge for now, and when he is tired from killing him, we will come out to clean up the mess."

Seeing his gentle and refined appearance, his handsome appearance, the words he uttered are so vicious, one can't help but feel chills all over the body.

Liang Tianzhu and the others nodded slightly and said, "That's fine, since this person is so mad, he will definitely continue to kill him tirelessly. At that time, he will only die!"

As soon as the words fell, the four of them left the place with a flash.

Their cultivation bases were advanced, and they rushed all the way ahead of everyone. At this time, the monks who followed behind barely arrived, but they didn't see the four of them.

The crowd galloped all the way to the place where the battle was fought, and saw a scene that looked like a hell on earth, but what surprised them even more was that Wang Mo, standing in the void, was obviously a master of alchemy.

I saw Wang Mo standing in the void wrapped in gray-red mist at this moment, smashing the chest of the last person of Liu Rufeng and his party with a punch, his face was ferocious with madness, and he swung one hand violently, connecting the chains in his arms. The body on the ground was shaken off.

As if feeling everyone's attention, Wang Mo turned around slowly, his scarlet eyes stared at everyone, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he rushed down in a flash.

"not good!"

"Enchanted!"

A group of monks are not fools, so they can see Wang Mo's situation at this time, and their complexion suddenly changes. Generally, they will not practice deeply in the secret environment, and what they are afraid of is that the resentment contained in the space will enter the body, causing Be obsessed.

As for Wang Mo's situation at this time, they naturally believed that Wang Mo got the magic treasure, and then broke through the cultivation base in the secret realm, and he became obsessed when he practiced carelessly.

Reminiscent of the fifth-order spiritual grass rumored in recent days, a blazing greed flashed in everyone's eyes.

Although they didn't know how effective the spirit grass was, everyone took it for granted and pushed them into the abyss.

How can a fifth-order elixir be taken by ordinary monks?

Its medicinal properties are so strong that just one tenth of it is enough to completely explode a monk who has formed a pill.

But when they realized it, it was obviously too late.

Aroused by the old events, Wang Mo, who was so mad, has lost his mind at this moment, and only the thought of killing is left in his mind, so he has too many scruples.

The crazily surging gray evil spirit seemed to be able to stir up the clouds, and the surrounding gray evil spirit began to gather slowly towards Wang Mo's body. The inexplicable energy in every movement not only suppressed everyone's mind, but also seemed to be able to affect their cultivation base Play in general,

Dozens of late-stage Foundation Establishment and even Fake Pill monks fought around Wang Mo, not only did not hurt him at all, but he killed several people.

Gradually, someone realized that something was wrong, and the screams, every time they sounded, heralded the fall of a monk, and they went straight into people's hearts. Several timid people began to back away slowly, and when they saw the situation was not good, they pulled away and left.

No one noticed that a few miles away from the battle, there were four people hiding in the dark, staring at this place. It was the four of Ye Yuchen who had left before.

……

Just as Wang Mo was fighting with the crowd, far away from the secret land of Langya, in the Weapon Refining Sect of the distant Tianhuo State, in a majestic hall, there was a tall tower filled with dark red jade slips.

This high tower is called Jihun Pagoda, and it is the place where the disciples above the Foundation Establishment of the Artifact Refining Sect store the soul jade slips.

It is tens of feet high and divided into four floors. Each floor has its own partition, marked with words such as a certain peak or a certain courtyard, and the surroundings are shimmering with hidden brilliance for protection.

And these separated stone frames are filled with densely packed jade slips, ranging from hundreds to dozens, and tens of thousands of pieces. There are some handwriting on the jade slips, showing their names .

"Crack!"

In the originally silent hall, there was a sudden crisp sound, but a piece of jade slip broke apart in the third floor.

As soon as the jade slip cracked, a figure appeared under the tower.

The man looked at the tower, stretched out his consciousness to check the tower, but when he swept to the third floor and saw the jade slip was broken, his eyes widened suddenly, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Immediately, he stretched out left and right and rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked there again. When he saw the corresponding name at the bottom of the jade slip, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his complexion was extremely ugly.

But before he could react, there was another sound of crackling and cracking on the high tower. Looking at it with his eyes, it was as many as ten pieces shattered in the stone frame on the second floor.

"what!"

Seeing such a situation, the man let out a scream as if he had seen something terrifying.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"Li Qing! Why are you crazy? What are you yelling about?"

Several figures appeared one after another, questioning Li Qing slightly dissatisfied.

"Look...look..." Li Qing stammered, pointing at the tower.

The few people took advantage of the situation to look, and when they saw the broken jade slips in the three-layer stone frame, their pupils dilated immediately, and they lost their voices: "The third senior brother has fallen?"

"Hurry up, tell Uncle Li Yefeng about this matter as soon as possible, and ask him to make a decision!" One of the somewhat steady men said suddenly.

Several people looked at each other in dismay when they heard the words, and seemed a little hesitant: "Senior brother Li Huazhong, you should go, we..."

Seeing this, Li Huazhong understood that they were afraid that the angry master and uncle would turn on them, so he slightly shook his head and sighed, and swiped at the stone platform with his hands, taking out all the dozens of broken jade slips, Turn around and go outside the hall.

Li Huazhong galloped all the way to a separate small courtyard behind the main hall, sacrificed a sound transmission jade talisman and shot it into the restraint of the small courtyard, then waited outside the courtyard with a worried face.

But he waited and waited, several hours passed, but he didn't see the small courtyard was opened, and someone came to summon him.

Li Huazhong paced anxiously for a while, finally gritted his teeth fiercely, sacrificed a jade slip again, and shot it into the restraint.

Fortunately, after this cup of tea, the ban shook for a while, and an enchanting woman in tulle walked out and gave him a disdainful look: "Come in!"

Li Huazhong didn't say much, he raised his foot and followed.

When I came to the courtyard, I saw a young man with a white face and beardless, sitting in front of a stone table, enjoying the service of four young nuns with a contented expression.

There are seven or eight fruit plates on the stone table, all kinds of rare spiritual fruits exude strong energy fluctuations, and sitting beside them are two young and beautiful female cultivators, one is pinching his legs, the other is peeling off the outer skin of the spiritual fruits Put it into the man's mouth, and the two female cultivators behind him rubbed his shoulders with indescribable enjoyment.

When the young man saw Li Huazhong coming in, he didn't even look at him, and said softly: "Nephew Li, I hope you don't use the same thing as last time to perfuse our sect, but it's just a few outer disciples of the Tong family. Just die, come and disturb this sect!"

Hearing this, Li Huazhong's cheeks twitched, but he quickly leaned over and said, "Master Uncle, Third Senior Brother Li Fenglei has fallen!"

"Huh?" The young man was stunned, as if he had heard something incredible: "Can you say it again?"

"Reporting to Master Uncle, Third Senior Brother Li Fenglei has fallen, this is his soul jade slip!" Li Hua sneered in the middle, but calmly took out a few pieces of broken jade slips that were placed alone.

This young man's name is Li Taoran, and he is a direct descendant of the Li family in the Artifact Refining School, but he is a monk in the early stage of alchemy, and he never takes their low-level disciples seriously, and he is more greedy and lustful, and I don't know how many girls are broken. body.

Li Taoran's eyes glanced at the jade slip that was obviously pieced together, and the few handwritings in the cracks were exactly Li Fenglei, and he collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball.

The four women were also horrified and quickly helped Li Taoran up.

No one knows better than him the status of Li Fenglei in the hearts of the ancestors of the Li family of the Artifact Sect. When Li Fenglei was born, he was found out to be a rare Fenglei spirit root, so his parents were sent to a remote place.

And Li Fenglei was directly accepted as a disciple by an unborn Nascent Soul Saint from the Li family, in order to let Li Fenglei practice wholeheartedly.

Li Fenglei also lived up to the sect's expectations. He reached the realm of fake alchemy at the age of 40, and was about to enter the realm of alchemy. The road to practice was smooth, but he died in a secret environment without knowing why.

If the uncles knew about this, the scene of their fury... Thinking of this, Li Taoran shuddered, and pushed the woman beside him slightly violently.

A little hesitant got up and walked in front of Li Huazhong, the outstretched hand was about to be retracted several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and grabbed the jade slip in his hand, and said calmly, "Who else died?"

Li Huazhong respectfully replied: "All those who accompanied him perish!"

After speaking, he took out the remaining ten pieces of broken jade slips and handed them to Li Taoran.

"hiss!"

Li Taoran took a deep breath. Among the monks who entered the secret realm a few days ago, a group of outer disciples from the Tong family had just fallen. What happened in the end?

At this moment, Li Taoran was not at all as comfortable as before, subconsciously swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, finally gritted his teeth hard, took away all the broken jade slips, and walked out of the courtyard with an unsteady expression.

Half an hour later, a huge coercion suddenly rose from the Artifact Refining Sect, followed by several coercions, at least a dozen to counter the previous coercion.

The coercion that appeared before was too great. Many disciples of the sect were in the process of cultivation. They were awakened by this coercion and forcibly interrupted their cultivation.

Then, more than a dozen beams of light rose, and under the horrified eyes of a group of low-level disciples, they flew into the main peak of the Artifact Refining Sect. Among the sects, only the Nascent Soul Saints can fly in the air.

Although I don't know what happened, which caused the thunder and anger of the Nascent Soul Saints, but after a while, more than ten streams of light rose from the main peak again, all heading towards a forbidden area of ​​the sect.