Retrograde fairy way

"Roar!"

The blood soul puppet's jumping figure was instantly thrown backwards by the impact of the green-golden brilliance.

In front of him, the smeared black glow suddenly appeared, and it was Wang Mo who was hiding at the side.

Facing this kind of monster that has no spiritual intelligence and can only obey the command of the divine sense, Wang Mo stepped forward without the slightest fear, and his body turned into a black sharp arrow and shot straight away.

When rushing forward, the right palm sticks out straight, and it is covered with a layer of fine blue scales. The golden electric arc permeates the surface, and it leaves the palm in an instant with a crackling sound.

The Thunderbolt Palm with a radius of about ten feet attacked the Blood Soul Puppet with a bang.

Even though it was a sudden heavy blow, the blood soul puppet still danced six bone blades, frantically shooting out a series of bloody sharp blades, and slashed towards the palm of the thunder.

The Thunder Palm and the Blood Blade collided, and there was a series of puffing sounds, bursting out violent vitality fluctuations.

Wang Mo's eyes froze, and he slapped out his right hand again, and in an instant, he ran away from Lei's palm.

This is not over, his wrists slapped one after another, and several giant Ben Lei hands came out hand in hand.

Originally, the true energy was a bit beyond his means, but Wang Mo condensed so many Thunderbolt Palms at once, he felt as if his body was being hollowed out, and his face turned pale.

Hastily dug out the entrance of a elixir, only then did I feel a little better.

Rumble!

Suffering heavy blows one after another, all those blood blades were wiped out, and the Blood Soul Puppet was directly blasted into the stone wall by the Thunder Palm, completely covered by the diffuse smoke and dust.

Looking at the tail of the halberd exposed in the pile of rubble, Wang Mo's mind moved, but the tail of the halberd trembled slightly and did not fly out automatically.

"Humph!"

Wang Mo snorted coldly, a gray light flashed on his forehead, and an invisible wave was transmitted to the war halberd.

Following this wave of fluctuations, the war halberd hummed, and then vibrated suddenly.

There was a crashing sound, the gravel shot out, and the war halberd slowly protruded from the inside.

And behind the rubble, the blood soul puppet's ferocious body flashed, its bones covered with fine cracks, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thick bone tail behind it is wrapping around the war halberd, obviously it is this thing that traps it, preventing the magic treasure that Wang Mo Xinshen sacrificed to fly back automatically.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect that under such a heavy blow, the blood soul puppet could still stand up, depending on the situation, and had the ability to fight back.

He glanced vaguely at the sky, and saw that the restriction outside the courtyard was already crumbling under the attack of the nine ghosts, and they were about to attack.

"Roar!"

The blood soul puppet let out a roar, and walked towards Wang Mo with two bone feet. Every time he took a step, the cracks on his body disappeared, but the aura on his body was gradually weakening.

"So that's how it is!" Wang Mo found the clue when he sensed it slightly.

Just like a person has a flashback, although this ghost has no spiritual intelligence, when it was not fully integrated before, a large amount of devil energy was not condensed, and it floated around its body.

But in the current situation, the blood soul puppet just has those scattered devilish energy to support its instincts, and the restriction set by Jiang Zhenhua in its body has already been smashed to pieces by the halberd.

Dong dong dong, the blood soul puppet only walked seven or eight steps away, the cracks on its body have been completely healed, but its color has turned gray and white, the scarlet light in its eyes also dimmed, and finally went out, just standing up straight over there.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, his mind moved slightly, and the war halberd turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands with a buzzing sound.

With a crashing sound, the Blood Soul Puppet collapsed into gray-white broken bones.

Holding the halberd in his hand, Wang Mo looked up, and saw that the restriction in the sky had been broken, and nine ghosts and ghosts rushed downward in an instant.

With a slight movement of his left hand, Ye Mo Yinyi came to his body again, a black glow flashed by, and Wang Mo's figure disappeared in place.

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"Bastard!"

Jiang Zhenhua, who was fighting with Yang Kaifeng and others in another place, felt a buzzing in his head, and a sharp pain spread across his sea of ​​consciousness in an instant. He only had time to curse, and the magic energy shield gushed out, and he fell into a state of trance middle.

At this time, the only ones who fought with the martial arts were Yang Kaifeng and other four advanced practitioners, and even Yang Weihong had fallen.

Seeing the opportunity coming, how could everyone let it go? They unanimously unleashed the strongest trump card, and roared to

Jiang Zhenhua killed him.

At this time, Jiang Zhenhua, because of the sudden severe pain, made his consciousness unstable for a while, and the magic energy shield he sacrificed in a hurry could not prevent the four people from attacking together.

Fortunately, the four of Yang Kaifeng's continuous fights were at the end of their battles. Even though they used the strongest methods, they only broke through the magic energy shield. When the aftermath of the final attack hit Jiang Zhenhua, it was useless.

Jiang Zhenhua's spiritual cultivation was not weak at all, and after this delay, he was already awake. Looking at the four people who killed him again, a gleam of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Just now, in his sea of ​​consciousness, he lost the sense of the blood soul puppet, and it was the kind that was killed quite cleanly.

While the heart was furious, fear and suspicion also rose.

The blood-soul banner in the air under his hand spurted out the demonic energy, and instantly lit up nine blood-colored brilliance. Just as he was about to shoot out, the blood-soul banner trembled suddenly. One of the original nine light clusters went out instantly, while the other Two of them are also flickering, as if they will go out at any time.

Seeing such a scene, Jiang Zhenhua's expression froze for a moment, and then he came to his senses with a gloomy complexion, blood-red rays of light shot out from his eyes, and he roared ferociously: "This sect is going to kill you!"

Before the words fell, the blood soul banner in his hand flickered, forcing the four of them back, without caring about the four of Gu Yang Kaifeng, the demonic energy burst out and fell downwards in a flash.

The four of Yang Kaifeng looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Yang Daoyou, look..." One of the thin middle-aged men looked at Yang Kaifeng with a faint light in his eyes.

The other two also looked at him, obviously understanding the meaning of his words.

"Three fellow Taoists, according to my opinion, it's better not to have those thoughts. No matter who wins the two of them, will they give us a chance?" Lonely said.

Because the City Lord's Mansion is located in the center of the city, it is also the center of the war, and the people fighting here have already caused the people below to be full of desolation.

Coupled with the ravages of Xuanyinyu's blood and poison, there were no survivors in the City Lord's Mansion. Only a dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators barely escaped the catastrophe, and half of them were seriously injured.

When the three of them heard this, Qi Qi's face was serious. It's not that they hadn't thought about the outcome of the battle between the two. It would be best if both of them lost, and they happened to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

If one of them is defeated, and the battle is fierce at this time, the survivor must be seriously injured, so how can they be their opponents.

Even though the three of them are also at the end of their battles now, the rumored fifth-level elixir and the rewards offered by the various sects stimulate their minds all the time.

Deep in the hearts of the three of them, the flame of greed that originally had only one breath swelled in an instant.

The three of them looked at each other, exchanged a veiled look, and then fell to the west not far away. Before leaving, they rushed to Yang Kaifeng and said, "I hope Fellow Daoist Yang think twice!"

Looking at their expressions, Yang Kaifeng knew what was going on in his heart, but he really didn't dare to take the risk, for the meaning of his words, apart from inviting him to go with him, there was also a warning.

But at this moment, Yang Kaifeng had made up his mind not to care about anything.

Originally, because of Jiang Zhenhua's incident, he had already been hit hard. If something happened to him, the Yang family would never recover from a setback. Only the Yang family, which was a foundation-building monk, would disappear into the chaotic demon realm sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Yang Kaifeng didn't hesitate too much, and stretched his body towards a solemn building in the City Lord's Mansion.

But looking at the surrounding area of ​​this building, the brilliance of the prohibition is flickering, and it looks intact, so you know that this is the place that the Yang family focuses on protecting.

The dozen or so members of the Yang family below who were still guarding the city lord's mansion saw him coming, and hurriedly ran towards him, but he stopped him with a wave.

These dozen or so monks might be the only remaining members of the Yang family. Seeing his gloomy expression, they didn't dare to disturb him and let him go, just watching from afar.

Yang Kaifeng took out a bottle of elixir with his palm turned and poured it into his mouth. He walked to the door without stopping, and pinched out a mysterious formula with both hands to break into the restriction.

As soon as Fa Jue Guanghua fell into the restriction, the heavy door opened automatically with a creaking sound, and a chilly air whizzed out from inside.

As if he didn't realize it, Yang Kaifeng walked into it quickly, until he was in front of a futon, which knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "The unworthy descendant Yang Kaifeng, who knows people unknown, has brought great disaster to the family, I implore the ancestors Forgive me!"

Bang Bang Bang kowtowed nine times in succession before straightening up.

I saw a tall incense table in front of him, on which there were dozens of black spiritual tablets, and this was the ancestral hall of the Yang family.

Make a gesture with both hands towards the incense table, and you can see the brilliance shining on it, and a stone platform one foot square protrudes slowly, and a black jade talisman is placed on it.

Seeing the jade talisman, Yang Kaifeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it and took it into his hand, with resentment in his eyes, he said ruthlessly: "Jiang Zhenhua, even if you can control my city defense formation, you will definitely not be able to fully control it. My Yang family has a foundation of thousands of years, I will definitely spread this matter throughout the Demon Realm, so that your Blood Soul Sect will never have peace!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Kaifeng bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, spit out a stream of blood essence and sprayed it on the jade talisman with a puff.

As soon as the essence and blood touched the jade talisman, it sank into it in the blink of an eye, and then saw the jade talisman tremble slightly, leaving his palm in an instant, piercing through the roof, and flying upwards.

Seeing the direction in which the jade talisman was leaving, Yang Kaifeng smiled coldly, got up quickly, flicked his sleeves and walked towards the layman.

Looking at the remaining dozen or so clansmen, his complexion became even more gloomy, but he still asked with a little expectation: "Is there anyone else?"

"Go...Go home, Lord, it's gone!" The person he was staring at trembled and couldn't help crying.

"Bastard!" Even though he had already guessed in his heart, Yang Kaifeng felt his eyes darken, and he almost fainted, but fortunately he endured it, glanced at the people present, and gritted his teeth word by word: "Pack up your things, let's go! "

How could everyone dare to be negligent, and they wished to leave this place like a ghostly ghost realm as soon as possible.