Retrograde fairy way

"Hey! Secret treasure? Just as a congratulatory gift to congratulate this sect on becoming a saint! Hahaha!" Jiang Zhenhua raised his eyebrows, and looked at the blue-gold beam of light with playful eyes. After feeling the power inside, Then he raised his head and laughed wildly.

He was not slow in his hand, and shot out a bone staff in an instant, directly grabbing one of the monks.

Although the man was taken aback, he was already on guard and dodged it with a sway, but the dog-shaped monster behind him was not so lucky.

The bone stick was like a red shooting star, with a soft puff, it was inserted into his right eye in an instant.

"Roar!"

The dog demon raised his head and roared in pain, but the blood soul puppet in front of him had already jumped on him, his sharp two claws pierced into his chest and abdomen, and tore it apart viciously .

Hot blood, internal organs and other sundries spewed out instantly, but strangely, they turned back in the blink of an eye and merged into the bone staff.

The blood soul puppet just glanced at it, even though it had an extreme desire for the flesh and blood, it didn't touch it, and flew towards another monk.

"Bastard! Jiang Zhenhua, are you really going to die forever?" Yang Kaifeng cursed angrily, and quickly swung the Sky Moon Blade to force a blood soul puppet back, staring at Jiang Zhenhua with blood red eyes.

"Hehe, never die? Brother Yang, you are wrong, you will naturally stop when you are all dead!" Jiang Zhenhua smiled slightly and said indifferently.

The bone stick between the fingers flew out again, and the dog monster exploded with a bang, turning into flying ash and flying away.

The bone stick flew back in an instant, trembling in front of him, and kept pointing at everyone, as if looking for the next target.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, a shout resounding through the sky came from the sky, the sound pierced through the entire Zhongyang City like a thunderbolt on the ground, and spread across the entire sky in an instant, causing everyone to stop involuntarily.

I saw that green-gold beam of light shrank suddenly, and then spread out violently, and a figure could clearly be seen jumping out from inside.

"Fellow Daoist Huyan, hurry up and save me, don't let this Blood Soul Sect monster finish the bloodstains!" Seeing the figure, Yang Weihong endured the severe pain. .

"Fellow daoists, hold on, our rescue will be here soon!" Yang Kaifeng expressed joy, and transmitted voice to everyone.

Everyone was refreshed after hearing the words, and they also knew the name of Hu Yanlie, the number one craftsman in Zhongyang City, very well, and they even met occasionally.

As a craftsman, Hu Yanlie must have many treasures in his body, and he is also a monk in the late stage of alchemy, so maybe he can really help everyone escape the catastrophe.

They don't expect 'Huyanlie' to help them defeat Jiang Zhenhua, as long as they can help them escape.

"Hey, rescue? It's just death!" Jiang Zhenhua naturally saw the figure in the beam of light, and said coldly.

After finishing speaking, he grasped the bone stick in his hand and threw himself directly at the blue beam of light.

Judging from the situation, it was actually going to attack 'Huyanlie' directly, so as to extinguish everyone's hope.

Seeing this situation, everyone looked relieved. Jiang Zhenhua, a monk at the peak of alchemy standing beside him, could imagine the invisible pressure emanating from him.

Everyone looked at each other, and unanimously launched a powerful killing move, attacking Jiuhunpuppet, hoping to relieve some pressure before Jiang Zhenhua returned.

A fierce fight broke out again.

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Wang Mo stared at the war halberd in his hand that was no longer trembling with bright eyes, feeling like he was connected by blood.

He knew that it was the work of blood soul and red spirit iron, which gave life to the snake bones that had long looked like war halberds.

Under the green halberd shaft, fine scale patterns can be faintly seen. At the end is a semicircular protrusion with a sharp tail tip. On the top is a ferocious snake head, which spits out a sharp and dazzling blade. The half-moon curved blade fits tightly, and it can be hooked or cut with incomparable sharpness. The most conspicuous thing is the thorny red on the blade, which adds a murderous aura.

On the entire body of the halberd, there are golden arcs crackling, echoing with the entire body of the halberd, making it extremely solemn.

As the halberd stopped trembling, the green-gold brilliance above the sky slowly subsided, gradually submerging into the halberd.

Wang Mo only felt a burst of comfort all over his body. It was the vitality of heaven and earth that was given back to him by the formation of the war halberd. This war halberd was originally a sacrificial object of his mind. There is no conflict with the true essence, and it is easy to be accepted by his true essence.

The true energy that was lacking due to the uninterrupted refining of the war halberd was also filled at this moment.

The epee Leiyan star gold, the blood soul red spirit iron, the three-edged demon cloud crystal battle halberd, the bones and muscles of a third-level demon snake, and many third-level treasures, all sacrificed by Wang Mo's blood, heart and spirit. The moment finally revealed its specialness.

"Huh?" As the strong vitality dissipated, Wang Mo noticed that something was wrong around him. He frowned and checked, and suddenly heard a shout, and then saw a dark red devilish brilliance flying towards him at top speed.

From that brilliance, Wang Mo felt a power that made his heart palpitate, and he couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

Looking from a distance, I saw seven monks fighting fiercely with nine monsters, and blood pillars shot up into the sky in all directions.

Looking around, the entire Zhongyang City was filled with a blood mist, and there were bursts of screams from time to time.

Seeing such a tragic scene, the joy that was originally due to the successful sacrifice of the natal magic weapon also subsided a little on this one, and it reminded him of everything that the demon spirit did in Jinfeng City back then.

At this moment, as if feeling the unkindness in that aura, the war halberd suddenly let out a clang and buzz.

"Haha, if you want to fight, then fight!" Seeing the spirituality inadvertently emanating from the war halberd in his hand, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with joy, and then he raised his head proudly and laughed loudly.

Suddenly, the green-gold real energy on his body flashed, and instantly turned into a flash of light, rushing towards the dark red streamer with a bang, the speed was even faster than that of the dark red streamer.

In the vagueness, the brilliance headed by the tip of the halberd turned into a serpentine blue-gold python, opening its bloody mouth to bite the dark red streamer.

"Hey!" Jiang Zhenhua looked at the green-gold streamer that was rushing towards him, with a look of coldness on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly flipped his left hand, and a red-gold skull the size of an egg flashed out of it.

With a flick of the wrist, the skull swelled in the wind and turned into the size of a human head. Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, and there was an explosion in the air, and an invisible wave of light spread around.

The one who bears the brunt is none other than Wang Mo who is rushing forward, but in the indomitable piercing of the war halberd, there is a violent burst of air, as if the space is about to be penetrated, and the invisible wave is directly squeezed out To the side, did not play a role.

"Huh?" Jiang Zhenhua narrowed his eyes slightly, a little skull, and the magic trick entered it, and he saw it tremble slightly. In an instant, a golden-gray flame filled it, and there was a figure-like figure inside it as it danced. thing.

The golden flame roared, like a gust of wind and rain, blowing towards the green-gold streamer.

In the blue-gold brilliance package, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, but he didn't dodge. When attacking the enemy, he pays attention to the momentum of a tiger. If he retreats at this time, the momentum gathered during this gallop will be in vain.

And in the face of such a powerful enemy, if one falls into a disadvantage, it is likely that one will only be beaten.

Thinking of this, without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of five-element qi, which instantly merged into his true essence, and the speed suddenly accelerated to pick up people again.

In the roar of the air explosion, the blue-golden streamer directly splashed the sparks impacted by the golden flame, and the golden flame on the golden skull was instantly extinguished, and the spiritual light seemed to be greatly damaged in the dim light.

"It turned out to be the vitality of the thunder element, how could it be possible?" Seeing such a scene, Jiang Zhenhua's pupils shrank suddenly, a flash of solemnity flashed across his face, and the expression he looked at Wang Mo was no longer contemptuous, and he waved the skull back.

Through this short fight, and the pure vitality in the air, Jiang Zhenhua discovered that the opponent he was facing turned out to be a cultivator of immortality.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking of the decree issued by the sect back then.

Jiang Zhenhua looked at Wang Mo with a strong sense of greed. He is a man of desire and has great ambitions.

The moment he saw Wang Mogen's feet, he actually wanted to kill him no matter what, and then monopolize the treasure that all the sects wanted to seize.

Seeing the streamer approaching quickly, Jiang Zhenhua stretched his right hand forward, and a black and vast demonic energy burst out from the walnut-sized skull on the top of the bone staff, instantly turning into a ghost face with a radius of several feet.

There are three clearly visible figures on it, one old, one young, and a middle-aged phantom, with bursts of cold air, they are actually three ghosts with a mid-stage alchemy cultivation.

"Go!" Jiang Zhenhua changed the formula in his hand, and pointed at the three figures. What was strange was that the three walked from the mouth of the ghost face, and looked at the green-gold streamer that was speeding towards him with no expression on their faces.

Seeing those three phantoms, Wang Mo waved a spear flower in his hand while shaking his halberd. Amid the crackling sound, a spiral lightning arc rolled towards the three.

They are nothing more than three ghosts and ghosts. Facing the vitality of the thunder element that naturally restrains it, and Wang Mo's combat power is far superior to the same level, and he has the natal magic weapon Cangming Battle Halberd that has just been successfully sacrificed in his hand. Where are the three? A ghost can resist.

The spiral lightning arc was like a stream of light, and it arrived in front of the three ghosts in an instant. As soon as it came into contact with a ghost, it made a crackling sound, like cold water approaching a frying pan.

'Roar! "

The three ghosts roared in unison, and the six ghost claws swung violently again and again, tearing apart black light blades, bit by bit eroding the advance of the spiral lightning arc.

But before they could annihilate it, Wang Mo had already approached him with his halberd.With a sound of puff, it passed through the middle-aged phantom in an instant.

The huge lightning magic power directly annihilated most of it, and it was about to dissipate.

As soon as Wang Mo played a blow, he didn't care about the three ghosts anymore, but stood up and rushed towards Jiang Zhenhua.

When galloping over, he found the tragic situation in Zhongyang City, and saw the seven alchemy cultivators fighting with the nine soul puppets in the distance, and he understood that the person in front of him was the crux of the matter.