Retrograde fairy way

"Okay!" Hearing this, Sun Mingyun showed joy, and immediately said: "Fellow Taoist, just tell me what you need, as long as this Young Sect has it, I will definitely give it to you!"

"Three-edged Demon Cloud Crystal, Black Cloud Silk, Blood Soul Red Spirit Iron!" Wang Mo said directly.

Every time he said the name of a treasure, Sun Mingyun's cheeks twitched, and he sank a little unattractively: "Fellow Daoist, are you joking? Although these three treasures are all three-level top-level refining materials, they are not as good as others. The fourth-order treasures are all very precious, especially the last blood soul red spirit iron is the most difficult to find!"

"This is the problem of the fellow daoist. If there is no one, then I will leave. If the fellow daoist thinks you can stop him, you can just give it a try!" Wang Mo said calmly, his eyes swept over the dark green toad, and his fingertips At some point, a needle tip protruded from it, shining red light.

Then the blue-golden light flashed on his body, and a pair of blue-golden light wings formed behind him with a whoosh, and he used the wind and thunder secret technique impressively.

"This sect promises you yes, but this sect only has Hei Yunsi here, and the other two don't, but I know where these two treasures are!" Feeling the power contained in the light wings, Sun Mingyun's complexion changed for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth road.

Hearing this, Wang Mo raised his eyebrows, took a deep look at him, nodded his head slightly to express his agreement, and did not bargain any more. He also knew that these three treasures were hard to find, otherwise, with the strength of the giant eagle couple, they would not have been unable to collect them. .

Sun Mingyun breathed a sigh of relief, took out a jade box with one hand, and gently opened it. Inside was a group of crystal clear white silk threads, but there was a faint black light shining strangely.

Wang Mo looked intently, if it wasn't for his strong eyesight, he might not be able to see the silk thread faintly visible under the sunlight.

"This is Hei Yunsi, the whereabouts of the other two things, as long as the fellow daoists complete the agreement, I will let you know!" Sun Mingyun stared at Wang Mo, and if there was any change in him, he would not hesitate to attack with all his strength Hold it down.

Hearing this, Wang Mo slightly pondered, nodded slightly and said: "It's natural, but please take out the treasure that can block the soul-drawing secret technique, fellow Taoist, so I can do it!"

"Okay!" Joy flashed in Sun Mingyun's eyes, and he turned his left hand over without hesitation, and saw a green light flash in his hand, and a black jade bottle-shaped magic weapon appeared, and he pinched a little jade bottle with his right hand.

The jade bottle trembled slightly, floating towards Sun Anyun, the mouth of the bottle was turned upside down to point at him, there was a burst of chill in it, but there was also an inexplicable suction.

Seeing the jade bottle appear, Sun Anyun's eyes shone with fear, and his lips kept moving, but unfortunately he couldn't say a word, and could only sweat profusely.

Seeing this, Wang Mo stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers, and saw the red needle point quickly stab Sun Anyun's forehead.

Sun Mingyun stared at the soul-eating needle with his spiritual sense, and when the needle tip pierced Sun Anyun's forehead, the jade bottle suddenly disappeared, but he put it away.

But what made him a little regretful was that after the soul-eating needle pierced Sun Anyun's forehead a little, he stopped moving.

Wang Morao looked at Sun Mingyun meaningfully, and said indifferently: "It seems that the one who is not sincere is a fellow Taoist!"

He had been on guard against Sun Mingyun for a long time, and as expected, the jade bottle was put away when he did it. After Sun Anyun's death, he could hold himself back. With no evidence of death, he could naturally rely on everything. himself.

Hearing this, the embarrassment on Sun Mingyun's face was fleeting, and he was also a cunning person, so he hurriedly said: "I was confused in the next moment, fellow daoist, don't blame me, I promise there will be no more!"

After finishing speaking, he sacrificed the jade bottle again.

"I hope so!" Wang Mo said lightly, but inadvertently opened it slightly, revealing a cyan jade slip inside.

Seeing the jade slip, Sun Mingyun's pupils shrank suddenly. He recognized that it was a jade slip with a picture, and he couldn't help feeling jealous of Wang Mo in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Dao is a friendly schemer, let's do it!"

"To each other!" Wang Mo said indifferently, lightly tapped his right index finger, and the soul-eating needle plunged into Sun Anyun's forehead with a puff.

Immediately, Sun Anyun's resentful eyes gradually faded away, his whole body twitched, a black and red thread floated on it, and he galloped towards Wang Mo like lightning.

Wang Mo instinctively wanted to dodge, but the silk thread turned around halfway, and threw it into the jade bottle.

Sun Mingyun hurriedly took the jade bottle back, then took out a radiant jade talisman, sealed the mouth of the bottle, and relaxed.

Greeting the Soul Eater Needle, Wang Mo looked at Sun Mingyun and said, "Can you give the things to the poor Taoist?"

"It's natural!" Sun Mingyun's eyes flashed, and he took out a blank jade slip with his palm turned, and stuck it on his forehead. After a while, he engraved the information of the other two treasures on it, and threw it to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo took the jade slip and took a look at him. First, he stretched out his consciousness to observe the jade slip carefully. After making sure that nothing had been tampered with, he put it on his forehead to check.

There is not much information in the jade slip, and it can be scanned with divine sense in the blink of an eye. Wang Mo frowned slightly. These two things are much more difficult to find than he imagined.

After confirming the information inside, Wang Mo raised his eyes to look at Sun Mingyun, flashed the picture jade slip in front of him, put it in the ring and said, "I hope fellow Taoists didn't lie to the poor, otherwise, the things inside will spread all over the world." Demon Sect belongs!"

"You..." Sun Mingyun's expression froze, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He always thought he was extremely smart, but he didn't expect to be defeated many times in the hands of one person today.

Wang Mo didn't care about him, and as soon as he stretched out his figure, he soared into the sky, turned into a golden giant eagle, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the direction in which he disappeared, Sun Mingyun's face was gloomy, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, he turned his head to look at Sun Anyun, who was dying, and said to himself: "Sun Bufan, you never thought I would be alive, right? I want you to die, Hahaha!"

Sun Mingyun laughed wildly for a while, then put the dark green toad away, and single-handedly shot a spell at Sun Anyun.

Sun Anyun's body trembled, and a gray-yellow light flew out of his mouth, which contained an egg-sized inner alchemy.

Seeing the inner alchemy, Sun Mingyun patted another storage bag on his waist, and saw a giant blue wolf with a single horn on its head.

Its image is very similar to the blue horned beast, but its one horn is silver.

As soon as Sun Mingyun pointed at the golden elixir, he flew towards the giant wolf, sank into its mouth with a whoosh, and was immediately put into the spirit beast bag by Sun Anyun.

After doing this, Sun Mingyun slapped his shoulder fiercely with his backhand, making his shoulder bloody and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After packing everything up, he sat down on the ground with a pale face, waiting for their guards to arrive.

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A few months later, Wang Moduan was sitting in a cave at the foot of a small hill, with a faint black silk cloud floating in front of him.

His hands danced quickly, and as he felt the shot, a blazing flame emanated from his hand. With one hand, he tapped the refining material prepared next to him, and then threw it into the flame.

Pieces of ore were submerged in it, and over time, it finally turned into a mass of silvery liquid.

Suddenly, the formula changed, and a silk thread shot out from the silver liquid, and then slowly stretched until the whole ball of liquid turned into a ball of silver thread, wriggling in the air.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, his left hand suddenly stretched forward, and a black tent flew out.

"disease!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the silver silk ball and the black silk cloud flying towards the black tent in an instant.

I saw the three kinds of treasures gradually fused together, slowly extruding the silk threads in the black tent like a cocoon, and finally formed a black cloak.

Seeing the black cloak taking shape, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with joy. This newly refined night devil's hidden cloak is confident that under his full strength, it is difficult for even a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul to discover it.

A beam of true essence was shot out from his left hand, and the Night Demon Hidden Clothes was taken into his left sleeve, and Wang Mo took out several high-grade essence stones to recover.

Three days later, Wang Mo walked out of the cave, changed his appearance, and turned into a medium-sized middle-aged monk, and then spread his body and headed east.

He is very clear that the death of Sun Anyun this time will definitely cause the Demon Demon Sect to shake up, and then pursue him in an all-round way, but he can't use his true face as before, at least to leave the Demon Demon Sect's realm .

Half a day later, Wang Mo took out a jade slip to check it out, then changed his direction slightly, and when he saw a huge town not far ahead, he lowered his light a few miles away from the city gate. .

Before walking to the city gate, he glanced casually at the plaque named Jinfeng City, and then went inside.

To enter such a monk town, one must pay a certain fee, which is only a few dozen low-grade primordial stones, but Wang Mo didn't care.

He casually glanced around the street, rejected several guiding monks who came to solicit business, and walked towards a shop not far away.

During these years of cultivation, the third-level refining materials that Golden Eagle Crow looted for him at the beginning have been exhausted. Although there are still many magic weapons, they are all contaminated by demonic energy.

Wang Mo claims to be able to refine it, but the devilish energy is the most indelible energy among the many vitality, because the devilish energy is formed by the condensation of evil spirits such as resentment, evil spirits, and blood evil spirits, and the vitality of heaven and earth. It is heterogeneous, and it will inevitably take time to refine it.

In the case of Wang Mo going down first, in this dangerous Demon Realm, it is better to choose the third-level material refining to improve the strength as soon as possible.

In this shop called Guiyunji, there are many monks standing in the lobby, some or one person are shopping for various needs.

Although they are all demon cultivators, no one dares to make trouble here.

As soon as Wang Mofu entered the shop, a low-ranking monk came forward to greet him. After a little sense of Wang Mo's cultivation, he said with a respectful face: "Senior, please go upstairs, there is specially for seniors and others with advanced cultivation. The seniors prepared it!"

Wang Mo nodded noncommittally, and walked up while the low-level monks in the hall were watching.

After he left, the originally silent hall suddenly became lively again, and they asked their companions one after another.

"Who is this senior? It's so strange!"

"Yeah, it seems that I have never seen it before!"

"Tch, how many seniors have you met?"