Retrograde fairy way

At the edge of the Yuanmo Sea, thousands of miles away from the land, three figures stood out of nowhere above the sea.

"Little brother, we can only send it here. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to Tianyingya, and my wife and I will take care of everything for you!" Bai Yingli looked at Wang Mo and said softly.

Golden Eagle crowed at the side and slapped his chest loudly, expressing that he must vent his anger for him.

Jade Eagle stood on Wang Mo's shoulder, pecking at his hair non-stop, chirping, looking extremely reluctant.

Wang Mo stroked its feathers lightly, took the jade eagle from his shoulders, handed it to Bai Yingli, bowed his hands again and said, "Thank you senior, if there is a destiny in the future, I will definitely visit again!"

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to the three, sacrificed the night devil's hidden clothes, and galloped away to the distant land.

Juying's family of three watched him go away until he disappeared, then turned back to his cave.

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In a square market on the 72nd island under the jurisdiction of the Devil Sect, Sun Anyun and a group of guards shopped in various shops in the square city to buy what they needed for cultivation.

Over the years, although Sun Bufan did not blame him for what happened back then, he has significantly reduced the cultivation resources given to him.

As a result, he, the majestic young master of the Demon Demon Sect, had to go to the outskirts of Yuanmo Sea to hunt and kill monsters all year round with his own guards in exchange for cultivation resources.

Thinking of what happened back then, Sun Anyun became furious. If his two elder brothers hadn't secretly obstructed him and made the disciples of the sect obey him, he would have already caught the person who owns the green-horned beast, and he wouldn't be here again. Later, chatting Bufan fell into the sea of ​​primordial demons.

"Young Sect Master, we're here!"

Just as Sun Anyun was deep in thought, a guard beside him reminded him.

"En!" Sun Anyun agreed casually, and glanced at the shop with the sign of 'Baolai Pavilion', just when he was about to go in, a person came out of it and passed him by.

Sun Anyun frowned, turned his head to look at that person, his eyes flashed a hint of doubt, no matter how he looked, he felt that the person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Young Sect Master, do you want to catch him here!" A jittery guard said when the people around him saw the expression he was looking at that person

Hearing this, Sun Anyun hesitated for a moment, then slightly nodded and said: "Be careful, don't attract other people's attention!"

Although I don't know who that person is, but since he has caught his attention, he must ask to understand what he meant.

This is the territory of the Demon Sect, so as long as it is done cleanly, you are not afraid of other people's gossip, but you are only worried about arresting people blatantly, and being caught by his two elder brothers and causing trouble to others.

The guard knew a little bit, he greeted the other guards around him and followed.

After a few people left, Sun Anyun casually walked into the Baolai Pavilion.

No one saw it, but on the other side, there was an unremarkable cultivator who followed Sun Anyun all the time, and disappeared quickly after those people left.

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"Huh?" Wang Mo, who was wandering around, frowned slightly, and looked around unobtrusively, only to find that several monks with high levels of cultivation were following him.

Even if he didn't reveal his consciousness, with his current sensitive six senses, any malicious eyes falling on him would attract his attention.

Although he didn't know what the other party's purpose was, it was obviously aimed at him. Wang Mo didn't want to cause trouble here, so he accelerated forward.

After the three members of Ziyu Juying's family separated, he deliberately collected some treasures in this area.

He has successfully formed the alchemy for several years, but he has not had the alchemy in his hands, so it is inevitable that he feels a little empty in his heart.

Although with his refining level, plus the pill fire that is naturally condensed after the success of alchemy, it is enough to refine all kinds of magic weapons.

But for his own alchemy, Wang Mo cherishes it very much.

When he bid farewell that day, Bai Yingli and Jin Yingti specially handed him a storage ring in order to thank him, which contained countless treasures that the two of them had collected over the years. For Wang Mo, it was enough for him to break through. In the late stage of the Void Realm, there is a lot of time left for collection.

And the most important thing is that the jade slip mentioned by the two is a method of refining a magic weapon.

Bai Yingli once said that with the characteristics of that treasure, it was very suitable for a cultivator like Wang Mo.

But the two of them didn't have all the treasures. Seeing that he hadn't confirmed the plan for Danbao, Bai Yingli took it out, giving Wang Mo a choice.

Coincidentally, Wang Mo happened to have one of the main materials for refining that treasure, but lacked another treasure.

I stayed in this area to search for a while, but I didn't expect to be targeted not long after I entered Fangshi.

Wang Mo was about to get rid of the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to be very familiar with this place, and he didn't get rid of it after turning a few streets.

Looking at the opponent's situation, if he hadn't acted quickly, he might have been squeezed into a remote corner to attack.

In the sky above this square city, there is a ban, Wang Mo secretly became angry when he couldn't fly.

The other party followed him so relentlessly, obviously he felt that he was determined.

Just when he was about to lead the other party out of Fangshi, he found that the few people who were following him were stopped by some monks halfway.

This scene fell into Wang Mo's eyes, which made him a little confused, but since the other party was blocked, it was a good time for him to leave.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo didn't want to stay here to waste any more time, so he went to Fangshi, a layman.

What he didn't expect was that at the exit of Fangshi, someone stopped him again.

"Fellow Taoist, stay here, my young suzerain invites you!" A middle-aged man with a fierce face stopped in front of him and said, his words were quite polite, but his actions made him feel compelled to go.

"Sorry, Pindao has important things to do, so I don't have time to take care of him!" Wang Mo frowned, and refused without hesitation.

After decades of practice, he has never had a good impression of those young masters and young ladies, let alone the other party who has nothing to do with him.

"Huh? Bold!" The fierce man was taken aback for a moment, obviously not expecting Wang Mo to refuse so flatly, and with a short grin, his fan-like palm grabbed Wang Mo's shoulder. Feng, obviously practiced some kind of vicious secret technique.

There was a trace of coldness in Wang Mo's eyes, his left hand shook slightly, and the cyan brilliance on it flashed, it seemed slow, but it was extremely fast, and he came first, and firmly grasped his wrist.

As soon as the fierce man's complexion changed, he wanted to use his mana, but he suddenly felt a sharp pain, and then there was a crisp cracking sound, and his wrist was crushed by Wang Mo's grasp.

He was also stubborn, facing the pain of breaking his wrist, he just didn't say a word, knowing that he was definitely not the opponent of the ugly man in front of him, and he also knew that Wang Mo was just going to teach him, otherwise he would be killed by that grasping force It will be all right.

Thinking of this, the fierce man's face twisted, and he was thrown aside by Wang Mo before he finally fought back, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The monks who came and went around had stopped to watch with great interest when they saw the dispute, but unexpectedly, the aura shown by the two when they fought each other made everyone's faces turn pale for a while.

Only then did everyone realize that they were all alchemy cultivators, their faces were pale, their eyes contained fear, and they quickly stepped back.

Wang Mo gave the other party a cold look. In this place where sorcerers are rampant, if they behave a little weaker, they will be bullied.

Therefore, when facing this fierce man who was only at the early stage of alchemy, Wang Mo broke his wrist without hesitation, in order to warn the people behind him.

The fierce man was swept by him, and Ji Lingling shivered. He glanced at Wang Mo's left hand with lingering fear, and saw that there was a pair of gloves with blue scales on it, and a golden arc flickered faintly.

A drop of cold sweat slipped down, the fierce man supported his injured left hand, and stood up, with his alchemy cultivation, he would not be unable to stand up due to such an injury, and he would be able to recover in a few days at most.

"The Daoist friend's ruthless means hurt the person of my Shaozong, so you just want to leave like this?"

"Young Sect Master, this subordinate is not doing well, and I hope you will forgive me!" The fierce man's complexion changed, and he immediately turned around and bowed to the nearby teahouse.

A slightly sinister voice came, making Wang Mo, who was about to leave, froze, and couldn't help but look up.

I saw a few monks standing on the teahouse beside the street. The leader was a young man. Looking at his long and narrow eyes, it was not difficult to guess that the voice was exactly what this man said.

"What can I teach you, Fellow Daoist?" Wang Mo narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

Although he doesn't want to cause trouble, it doesn't mean he is afraid of trouble. Since he broke into the alchemy realm, he hasn't fought with monks of the same level. If the other party dares to make trouble, he doesn't mind making the other party pay a price.

Even if the other party looks like the kind of person who came out of a big force.

"Bold!"

As soon as Wang Mo finished speaking, the three people beside the young man suddenly changed their colors, their figures flickered, and they rushed down.

During the flight, several magic weapons exuding a cold air were sacrificed, and blood was lingering on them, and a bloody air made people sick.

Even the monks with lower cultivation bases in the distance were slightly affected, and looked dizzy.

While the figure was swaying, the majestic mana burst out violently, and all of them were in the middle stage of alchemy.

Looking at the evil spirit attached to them, it is obvious that they are all cruel and merciless people. If you think about it, if you don't practice magic skills in the demon realm, what kind of demon cultivators are you?

"Humph!"

Wang Mo snorted coldly, and the gray evil spirit that had killed countless enemies exploded violently. In this demon realm, it is difficult to reveal the skills he cultivated, so he can only cover it up with this evil spirit. The three monks in the middle stage of alchemy can't do anything to him.

Faced with Wang Mo's aura that surpassed his peers, not only the three monks who rushed towards him, but even the young man watching upstairs changed their complexion and shouted, "Slow down!"

But he obviously spoke too late, Wang Mo waved his hands, and saw a glove made of cyan scales appear on his hands, and suddenly bombarded the three of them.

Looking at the fierce aura contained in this glove, it is obviously not a weak magic weapon. It was refined by the piece of scale armor that Wang Mo got from the chest of Leiyan Huoshi in the Gulong Mountains back then, and was named by him. For the green scale hand guard.