Retrograde fairy way

Under the cover of the gray evil spirit, the green-gold electric arc showed a strange color. Wang Mo's single fist blasted straight, and with a roaring explosion, it hit a spherical magic weapon.

But just when his fist touched the magic weapon, the ball suddenly swayed, transforming into dozens of balls, and the gray devilish energy on them flashed, and they hit Wang Mo again.

A cold light flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he flicked his left hand repeatedly with golden arcs, hitting the balls in an instant, his right fist was inconvenient, and with a click, it hit one of the balls and sent it flying.

The rest of the balls were smashed by the golden arc and turned into little gray lights.

Then his figure flashed, and he slashed down fiercely with a single palm and a hand knife. As soon as the magic weapon flying sword exuded cold and devilish energy touched the hand knife, the devilish energy on it immediately dissipated, but it transformed into dozens of swords in an instant. A tentacle-like devilish energy swept towards Wang Mo's arm.

Wang Mo snorted coldly, and a golden arc flashed on his palm, shattering it instantly.

With the green scale gauntlet as cover, he is not afraid of exposing the problem of the real essence of the thunder element.

In the end, the man saw an opportunity to take advantage of it, and instantly pinched out a magic formula. With a treasure fan in his hand, he swung it quickly, and a jet-black demon turned into a ferocious black snake, biting towards Wang Mo.

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Wang Mo's mouth, and he punched back with a single fist, crackling, and the black snake turned into a cloud of gray devilish energy and spread out.

"Thunder magic weapon!"

Between the lightning and the flint, Wang Mo's three moves and two moves forced the three magic weapons back, which immediately caused a slightly dull feeling in their minds, and their spiritual consciousness seemed a little sluggish. Looking at the green-gold gloves on Wang Mo's palm, they couldn't help being shocked Exhale.

"enough!"

Just when the three of them were about to make another move, the shady young man upstairs flew into the arena.

Hearing this, the three of them dodged behind him with a slightly unwilling look on their faces. Although they were surprised by Wang Mo's lightning magic weapon, they didn't think that with the strength of the three of them, they couldn't take him down.

"Tao friendly means, my sect, Sun Mingyun, I don't know what to call you!" Sun Mingyun shouted back the three of them, turned his head and introduced himself to Wang Mo, looking at Wang Mo with a dignified look.

Based on his cultivation in the late stage of alchemy, Wang Mo's cultivation could not be seen, but when Wang Mo made a move earlier, he had an astonishing evil aura. He was obviously a cruel and merciless person who killed countless people, and he only spoke out when he was afraid that his subordinates would make mistakes Prevent.

"Poverty Wang Mo!" Feeling the faint pressure from the other party, Wang Mo said lightly.

He claimed that although he was not afraid of the opponent and could even crush Sun Mingyun, the alchemy monks around him were not easy to mess with, so he spoke out his name when he didn't want to cause trouble.

In this Demon Realm, there is nothing to hide. Who would have known that he came from the distant Skyfire State.

"Hehe, Wang Dao's friendly approach, I wonder if I can give him a favor and have a drink together?" Sun Mingyun was quite surprised by Wang Mo's concise words, and the reason he announced his name was to attract his attention.

You must know the names of the three young masters of the Demon Demon Sect, everyone in the Yuan Mohai generation knows everyone, and the other party didn't even blink their eyes after hearing this.

But Sun Mingyun saw Wang Mo's strength, and couldn't help but want to recruit him.

He just came here by chance, and when he heard a message from his subordinates, saying that Sun Anyun wanted to find someone to trouble him, he suddenly became interested.

"Sorry, Pindao has something important to do, so I'm leaving!" Not wanting to get involved with the other party, Wang Mo bowed his hands and turned to leave.

A cold light flashed in Sun Mingyun's eyes, but he didn't attack it. Although he was strong in the Demon Sect, he was not to the point of provoking the enemy at will.

Just as Wang Mo turned around, he suddenly turned around and punched back.

There was a rumbling sound, and the gray devilish energy exploded, but no one knew who was sneaking behind him.

The gray mist dispersed, Wang Mo's eyes flashed coldly, and he looked inside.

Sun Mingyun had already sensed the attack, but the strange look on his face disappeared in a flash, and he retreated to the side.

"Hmph! There is no one who can't be kept by this young sect!" A slightly arrogant voice came, and a young man in white, led by a group of guards, came here. Sun Anyun.

Before, he got a message from his subordinates saying that he was being blocked, so he hurriedly led his people to come, and after getting rid of the blocking people, he chased down here.

Those who blocked were naturally Sun Mingyun's subordinates, seeing one of the three young sects, naturally they didn't dare to stop them.

Sun Anyun swept towards Sun Mingyun at the side, his face flashed with anger, he snorted coldly and ignored him, looking straight at Wang Mo behind the gray fog.

Sun Mingyun ignored it and stood aside to watch the show. Based on his understanding of his ninth younger brother, it would definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers. No matter which side wins, he will benefit.

If Sun Anyun is defeated, his power will be weakened. If Wang Mo is defeated, he can just rescue him, and then add another general to his account. Why not do it.

"Tell me, who are you?" Seeing Wang Mo's figure flashing, Sun Anyun felt more and more familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he saw him.

"Fellow Daoist is too domineering. I don't know you fellow Daoist!" Wang Mo frowned and said lightly.

"Hmph, take the left and right sides for me, and wait for this young master to search for his soul!" Seeing that he didn't take himself seriously, Sun Anyun became more and more angry, and said with a ferocious expression.

Originally, he was full of anger and didn't start, and his prestige in the Demon Sect was even lowered. He felt that it was necessary to use one or two casual cultivators to establish his prestige.

Hearing this, Wang Mo backed away without hesitation. There were seven or eight alchemy cultivators on the other side, so he didn't have the heart to fight the other party.

He was going to leave the market, but now he was only a hundred meters away from the exit. With all his strength, he came close in the blink of an eye.

"Stop him!" Seeing Wang Mo's galloping back, Sun Anyun had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and a gleam of ecstasy flashed in his eyes. He shouted suddenly, and with a display of demonic energy on his body, he rushed forward first.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

As soon as Sun Anyun finished speaking, the people around him chased after him

Sun Mingyun, who was on the side, had been watching the situation of the two of them, and when he saw the joy in Sun Anyun's eyes, he immediately became suspicious.

He knew his ninth brother very well, just like Sun Anyun knew him. Sun Mingyun's every word and deed fell into his eyes, and Sun Mingyun knew that there must be something that attracted his great attention.

Thinking of this, Sun Mingyun ordered the people around him without hesitation: "Follow!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the reaction of the people around him, he stretched out and rushed out of the market.

His guards naturally didn't dare to be negligent, and used their mana one after another to catch up with the fastest speed. From a few corners around, two old men jumped out and followed behind.

For a moment, more than a dozen alchemy masters released their aura, causing the exit of the square city to jump, and some monks with weak cultivation even vomited blood under the pressure that flashed rapidly.

At the exit of Fangshi, Wang Mo punched the guard who wanted to stop him, vomiting blood and flew out. These people wanted to stop him in order to please Sun Anyun, so naturally he would not show mercy.

Where were the guards? Wang Mo's opponent, who had reached the alchemy state, was immediately stuck to the wall like a puddle of mud.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Seeing Wang Mo soaring into the sky, everyone was naturally unwilling to lag behind, and Qiqi set up the Dunguang and quickly chased after him.

Sun Anyun looked at Wang Mo who was galloping away with excitement in his eyes. When he saw Wang Mo's back, he finally remembered where he had seen him before.

That was seven or eight years ago, when Liao Zhifan was still alive, Sun Anyun and a group of subordinates happened to meet the green-horned beast forming a pill, but they ran away.

Seeing Wang Mo's back now, he finally remembered.

But Wang Mo's magic body double rested, and his escaping speed was too fast. Except for the Sun brothers and the two old men in the late stage of alchemy, they couldn't catch up at all. Only barely kept up.

Sensing the persistent pursuit of the few people behind him, Wang Mo snorted secretly. He was not afraid of being recognized as an immortal cultivator by the other party when he left the market. At worst, he would change his appearance. From the beginning to the end, he had no intention of staying in one place. how long,

Thinking of this, the green-gold brilliance on Wang Mo's body flashed, bursts of air burst and roared, the speed suddenly increased by more than a few chips, and the distance was instantly opened up by a large amount.

Seeing that Wang Mo was about to escape, Sun Anyun would not let it go. While galloping, he flipped his wrist slightly, and a green jade talisman appeared, and he slapped him fiercely.

As soon as the jade talisman came into contact with his body, it immediately exploded, flashing blue brilliance all over his body in an instant, and amidst the flickering brilliance, a pair of blue light wings condensed behind him, chasing after him with a whistling sound.

Sun Mingyun, who was in the late stage of alchemy, had slightly controlled his flying speed, and was a few positions behind Sun Anyun. Looking at Sun Anyun's galloping figure, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Then his figure remained unchanged, his lips moved slightly, and he used his spiritual sense to transmit sound to the two old men in the late stage of alchemy not far from him.

I don't know what the three exchanged. At the beginning, the two old men hesitated, but finally nodded, and the flying speed slowed down.

As for Sun Mingyun, a golden-gray brilliance flashed on his fingertips while waving his hands, and a shuttle boat about three meters long appeared in front of him, and he stepped on it with a flash of his figure.

With both hands making talismans to block the road, he saw the blue light of the shuttle boat flashing and rushing forward. Its speed was so fast that it was faintly above the wings of light transformed by the blue jade talisman Sun Anyun used earlier.

The two old men looked at Sun Mingyun's disappearing figure with complicated expressions, and they still kept moving forward.

After a cup of tea, those cultivators who were at the mid-stage of alchemy caught up and saw the two flying unhurriedly, so they hurried to the front and flew side by side with them.

One of the strong men anxiously asked both of them: "Sun Daoyou, Liu Daoyou, where is the young master?"

The two elders and I exchanged glances cryptically, and one of the white-haired old men said: "The two young suzerains both sacrificed their treasures to chase that man. I couldn't catch up, but I lost their trace here. !"

"What?" The burly man's complexion changed suddenly, a look of worry flashed in his eyes, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.