Retrograde fairy way

Not long after, there were strange fluctuations in the Artifact Refining School, like space fluctuations. After that, seven or eight streams of light flew into their respective peaks, and then became quiet again.

People with discerning eyes knew that it was the fluctuation generated when the space teleportation array was opened, but somehow, it caused the sect to dispatch the Nascent Soul Saint, and even used the costly teleportation array.

And far away in a tall palace above the cliffs of a wide canyon, there was a sudden strong fluctuation, and then a light door flashed, and four men with gloomy faces walked out from inside.

The four of them didn't say anything, and they appeared outside the hall in a flash. There was a bottomless cliff, and the cold wind howled out of the endless dark pit.

This is the entrance to the Langya Secret Realm in Tianhuo State. The more than ten monks who had been awakened by the fluctuations by the cliff looked at the hall with surprise in their eyes. When they saw the four people who appeared, they suddenly revealed surprise.

Seeing these four people, Li Yutian couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Fifth brother, three senior brothers, why are you here?"

When Tong Yansu saw the person coming, his heart skipped a beat, he felt a little bad, but when he thought about what he had done, it was not a big deal, so he felt relieved.

The man he called Fifth Brother glanced around the crowd with cold eyes, did not speak, and suddenly waved his hand to block the road, sealing off the surroundings, apparently not wanting outsiders to hear.

People outside could only see the lips of the seven members of the Artifact Refining Sect move, their faces were serious, sometimes surprised, sometimes angry, sometimes gloomy, and sometimes harsh. After talking for half an hour, the man called Fifth Brother The ban is removed.

A group of seven people did not greet the rest of the people, and went to the side on their own. The seven people lined up and sat on the cliff.

Although the expressions of the seven people were extremely gloomy, Tong Yansu, the newly promoted Nascent Soul Saint of the Artifact Refining Sect, looked away from time to time, thinking of something.

This is the place where the Langya Continent fell. From time to time, there will be strange spatial fluctuations, which will help the Nascent Soul monks to understand the secrets, so they have not been doing nothing all these years.

Seeing their gloomy faces, everyone went back to their places and continued to practice. Some people exchanged their cultivation experience with each other. Among the Nascent Soul cultivators, It is rare that so many people gather.

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And above Tianfeng Continent, at the junction of Tianhuo State, Tianfeng State, and Tianyun State, there is an inconspicuous cultivation world called the Great Xia Empire, and a huge coercion is rising above its imperial capital Xiajing.

Any person in the imperial capital could feel the anger, causing many vendors to close their stalls and return home.

There is a vast courtyard in the west of the city, and the interior is magnificent, but many servant monks are looking at the rear tremblingly at this time, and no one dares to speak loudly.

Below the rockery, in the hidden cave, there is a burly, middle-aged man with a calm aura, surrounded by faint red flame streamers, he is indeed a master of alchemy.

On the stone wall behind him, there are four memorial tablets impressively, the two above are written with beloved wives Li Qingya and Chen Qiaoqian, and the bottom two are written with beloved sons Li Fengyu and Li Fengyun.

If Wang Mo were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was Li Batian, the master of the Casting Hall who was intercepted and killed by him back then. After more than [-] years, he has entered the realm of alchemy.

It's just that his expression at this time is extremely excited, and the breath all over his body gushes out unreservedly. He is looking at a broken jade slip in his palm with a ferocious face, and its color is exactly a soul jade slip.

"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it?" Li Batian's eyes were bloodshot, two lines of red blood and tears rolled down, and he shouted ferociously in his mouth: "Who is it, even my last son?"

More than [-] years ago, his two sons died tragically one after another, and his wife Chen Qiaoqian died in depression. Under the grief of life and death, Li Batian was able to realize his epiphany and break into the realm of alchemy.

Unexpectedly, after more than twenty years, even the only son, the son who grew up without him, the son who didn't even know what he looked like, died.

"Kill you, I must kill you!" Suddenly, a figure flashed in Li Batian's mind, it was a bloody but ordinary man who never gave in.

The sound reverberates in the secret room, and it appears horrifying under the red light and shadow as it keeps turning.

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"Do it!" Ye Yuchen shouted lightly, waved the talisman that had been prepared in his hand with one hand, and saw the dark green jade talisman exploded, turning into a huge pitch-black willow in mid-air, frantically to Wang Mo, who was chasing and killing a monk, swept away.

At this time, Wang Mo was covered in blood, and the originally gray evil spirit had completely turned blood-colored. With his own strength, he killed dozens of monks to death.

That fierce and ferocious fighting style made people feel terrified. The originally pitch-black eyes were completely covered by two blood-colored brilliance. They were grabbing a monk and crushing his head, blood sprayed out. When it came out, it reflected him incomparably hideous.

Before he could make a move, countless thick vines reached his body in an instant, wrapped his limbs, and ruthlessly tore away to the surroundings.

"Roar!"

Suddenly being restrained, Wang Mo let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice, his limbs tightened violently, and there were several creaking sounds, but the vines were not broken free.

Wang Mo fought fiercely several times, if it weren't for the resentment that eroded his consciousness and made him tireless, he might have been exhausted, how could he break free at this time.

But at this time, Ye Yuchen and the four below gathered their momentum, and various spells and spirit weapons flew towards him, obviously intending to put him to death.

The blue-green spiritual sword, the jasper chopping knife, the red spiritual spear, and the yellow dagger, the four top-level spiritual weapons shone brilliantly and slashed at Wang Mo mercilessly.

Xu Shi felt that the danger was approaching, and a burst of five-color brilliance suddenly rose from Wang Mo's body. He only heard a few muffled sounds, and the seemingly incomparably strong vines were broken by him, but more vines followed one after another , so that he could not break free for a while.

"Boom!"

The loud noise pierced the sky, and Wang Mo was submerged in it instantly, and the fluctuations in the air spread violently to the surroundings.

The faces of Ye Yuchen and the four were solemn. They had witnessed Wang Mo killing dozens of late-stage Foundation Establishment and even fake alchemy monks, even if it was the four of them, they would not be able to do this.

With swift movements of both hands, various talismans were continuously shot into the light ball, instantly detonating the light ball again, and the rumbling sound continued to be transmitted for tens of miles.

But the monks who escaped here, how dare they come back to investigate, they were terrified that the bloody figure had already killed them.

After a full cup of tea, the four stopped their movements, but they didn't dare to be careless. They still stared at the light group that gradually began to annihilate. They couldn't be sure whether Wang Mo was killed by them.

Just because Wang Mo was too strong before, the terrifying power is obviously a body cultivator, and the vitality of this type of person is much stronger than that of ordinary monks.

"Roar!"

I saw the light group that was shrinking and gradually fading in, suddenly surged outward, and there was a loud roar, and a blood-colored figure suddenly jumped out of it, and there seemed to be flashes of five-color brilliance in the vagueness, it was undoubtedly Wang Mo.

Seeing this figure appear, the four of Ye Yuchen looked awe-inspiring, and struck away with various spiritual weapons again, wanting to kill it on the spot.

At this time, Wang Mo's body was full of scars, dripping with blood, even stubbles were exposed in many places, and a hideous look flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't feel any pain at all. If you look carefully, you can see that The five-color Huaguang is devouring or smiling at those bloody evil spirits.

Facing the four monks, Wang Mo stretched out his body like a wild beast, and went up without fear, but his speed at this time was obviously not as fast as before.

He shattered one of the spells with one hand, resisted several attacks, but was also cut in the shoulder by one of the spirit swords, but Wang Mo felt no pain, roaring and pounced on the four of them.

As top geniuses, the four of Ye Yuchen could naturally see each other's enchanted state. They looked at each other and chose to fight with a tacit understanding. They made up their minds to consume Wang Mo's life and death here.

Facing the irrational possessor, as long as he protects himself well, relying on the strength of the four of them, he is enough to hold him back, and finally let his strength run out and burn himself out, then he can easily obtain the treasure.

Although they were amazed by the changes in Wang Mo's body, the four of them waited for work with ease, and the other party was obviously seriously injured. If they still couldn't handle it, then decades of cultivation would be on a dog.

"Roar!"

Wang Mo stretched out his figure and rushed towards Ye Yuchen, his figure swayed with bursts of blood.

But Ye Yuchen didn't fight it head-on, and the blue-cyan vitality flashed all over his body, and he hid aside, his figure was extremely elegant, and he looked extremely free and easy.

The other three people took the time to sacrifice their spiritual weapons and hit Wang Mo's back. Dozens of streamers flew like sharp knives.

"Boom!"

Unable to dodge in time, Wang Mo was hit on the back in an instant, his body staggered and smashed a huge boulder, but then he roared and rushed towards one of them again as if nothing had happened.

But the four of them still did the same, and the attack pulled Wang Mo, dragging him here, slowly consuming his strength.

After being enchanted, Wang Mo roared again and again, attacking the four of them, but it was difficult to injure them. As time went by, the five-color brilliance on his body became more and more, while the evil spirit of blood also decreased.

After half an hour of fighting, Wang Mo's figure finally slowed down significantly, but his five-colored brilliance completely annihilated the bloody aura.

Seeing such a situation, the eyes of Ye Yuchen and the others flashed with joy. They knew that Wang Mo was going to be overwhelmed, and they could easily get the treasure when the other party died.

Thinking of the importance of Xuanling God Grass, the corners of the mouths of the four couldn't help but upturned, but they didn't realize that as the bloody aura gradually faded away, Wang Mo, who was wrapped in five-color brilliance, opened his eyes. The clarity and chill that flashed through the room from time to time.