Retrograde fairy way

The prestige of the blood-clothed boy has been confirmed in the battle outside the valley. Lu Kuishan, who is connected to the great perfection of the alchemy, is no match for using the Heavenly Demon Transformation. I am afraid that only the Nascent Soul cultivator can win.

Luo Yucheng had used his divine sense to probe these four people before, and the strongest one was just a fake alchemy, and he could only serve blood food for the blood-clothed boy.

Therefore, he flew into the valley without any scruples and collected the treasures inside.

It's a pity that Wang Mo, whose spiritual sense is better than Luo Yucheng's, was on the other side of the cave, but he didn't find it.

When he saw Lu Qingyang, Wang Mo's complexion suddenly sank, and he turned his head to cast a glance at Luo Yucheng's whereabouts, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly rose sharply.

Without hesitation, he flipped his left hand, and there was a small red golden bell in his hand, with golden lines printed on it, like the veins of living things.

Then with a wave of the palm, a blue light appeared, no doubt it was the green skin.

"Stop him!" Wang Mo ordered lightly, his eyes never leaving the blood-clothed boy.

Before the voice fell, Qingpi had already turned into a streak of light, and rushed downward in an instant.

At this time, the blood-clothed boy had already jumped into Liu Wushan and the others. Even though the four of them were not weak, facing the blood-clothed boy who was in the realm of forming alchemy, he didn't even have time to let out a scream. He took out a fake pill and swallowed it, or bit the back of his head and swallowed it directly.

The slight sound of sucking was chilling.

The faint blood mist that radiates from his body has a bloody smell that makes people want to vomit. In addition to that terrifying image, he is just like an evil spirit.

Just when Wang Mo took out the red gold bell, the blood-clothed boy who was sucking human brains suddenly trembled slightly in his shoulders, turned around suddenly, and two blood lights shot out from his eyes, staring at Wang Mo , from time to time, the mouth made a clucking sound like teeth grinding.

It wasn't that his teeth were chattering in fear, it was that he noticed an inexplicable connection between Wang Mo and his simple soul.

Back then, when Tang Zhenye was refining the heavenly ghost, he temporarily changed his mind to seize Wang Mo. Because of the appearance of the innate purple energy, his soul was perfectly fused by Wang Mo, so there was Tang Zhenye's aura in his soul.

And this blood-robed boy, although he is now a monster between living creatures and ghosts, his flesh and blood body is the body of Tang Zhenye's Nascent Soul Saint.

For Wang Mo, who possessed Tang Zhenye's complete spiritual aura, he instinctively resisted, because Wang Mo had to break the traction restriction back then, which caused an inexplicable change in his body.

And this slight change is just the simple spirit formed in his body.

I saw that the blood-clothed boy who had always been expressionless, now had a trace of panic on his face.

"Roar!" As if he was extremely afraid of the red gold bell in Wang Mo's hand, the blood-clothed boy let out a threatening roar, and was about to jump out of the cave in a flash.

But before he could leave the spot, Wang Mo, who was swiftly making a formula with both hands, had already spurted out a stream of blood and submerged into the bell. The Taoist formula was sacrificed, and the golden bell suddenly burst into glory, countless red silk threads entangled with the blood-clothed boy in an instant. go.

And at the bottom, Luo Yucheng, who was about to absorb the magic weapon, had already discovered the change at the upper hole, and didn't care at all, but when Wang Mo took out the bell, his face changed and he was about to fly up, but was caught A group of green lights stopped it instantly.

"Blue-horned beast! Are you Wang Mo?" Luo Yucheng's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the cyan unicorn with a unicorn on its head, and he exclaimed.

But before he had time to think about it, he found that Wang Mo had already started casting spells on the bell, but no matter how he fought, he couldn't get rid of Qingpi's entanglement.

Looking at the green-horned beast grinning at him not far away, a flash of light flashed in Luo Yucheng's eyes, and he spit out a green light from his mouth, which instantly turned into a spear light that was more than ten feet long and stabbed down.

He knew very well what the consequences would be if Wang Mo used the red gold bell to control the blood-clothed boy.

Obtained from Luo Yucheng's soul, Wang Mo's combat power is astonishing, which is no less than that of ordinary alchemy Dzogchen monks. If he is allowed to control the blood-clothed boy, he will undoubtedly die, so he used all his strength when he made a move.

What the great monk said to him back then still echoed in his ears. The reason why he couldn't control the blood-clothed boy as he wished was precisely because there was a bell magic weapon in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was refined based on his natal breath.

In other words, it was this thing that controlled the blood-clothed boy, and it was a pair that complemented each other.

Even with the ability of a great monk, he couldn't take out the bell without hurting the foundation of the blood-clothed boy. He could only tamper with some of the restrictions in order to achieve the effect of preliminary control.

This is also why, when Luo Yucheng controls the blood-clothed boy to issue the order to kill, the blood-clothed boy will kill without hesitation, because he needs blood to eat, and his nature is bloodthirsty, and when he gives other orders, he will appear Some resistance.

"Die!" Luo Yucheng shouted with a gloomy expression on his face.

Whistling made a great effort to shoot at Qingpi, but unfortunately, although Qingpi was a level weaker than him, his speed was far above him, and he always dodged when there was no time.

What shocked him was that when he struck with all his strength, he could only leave a little mark on the ground, and the piercing gun light was bounced off the hard ground, splashing countless brilliance.

Just as the two were entangled, another change occurred in the cave above the cliff.

"Roar!"

The blood-clothed boy seemed to find that he couldn't break free from the shackles of the red thread, and suddenly revealed his fierce look, opening his big mouth full of fine teeth, and the sharp nails on his fingers flashed red, and he was about to pounce on Wang Mo.

That pounce was like an evil ghost, resounding through the netherworld, and a sense of coldness emerged in the cave instantly, bringing out bursts of screams, and the cold breath made people feel a sense of suffocating fear.

Wang Mo naturally sees everything in his eyes, and even has a simple understanding of all his simple thoughts, just like mind reading.

The two were so close, the blood-clothed boy came to Wang Mo immediately, and when the scarlet sharp claws were about to touch the tip of Wang Mo's nose, his figure suddenly stopped, and then twitched violently.

Wang Mo stared at him coldly, and as soon as the formula in his hand changed, the red gold bell above his head trembled slightly, and the red threads shot out from it made a slight arc, hitting the blood-clothed youth one by one.

I saw that the red threads wrapped around the blood-clothed boy had already submerged into his head, and a clear and crisp bell could be heard faintly.

"Roar!"

The blood-clothed boy let out a painful roar, hugged his head with his hands and rolled over on the ground, and fell down with a crash when he was approaching the entrance of the cave.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Luo Yucheng, who was trying his best to chop Qingpi and wanted to rush over. At this moment, he realized that something was wrong, and began to bombard Wang Mo with the long spear emitting green devilish energy, but Qingpi blocked them all with super speed.

After dozens of blows passed, Luo Yucheng made up his mind and turned to attack Wang Mo at the entrance of the cave. In order to protect Wang Mo, Qing Pi naturally tried his best to resist the spear.

Back and forth, Qing Pi wanted to block Luo Yucheng's approach, and also blocked the spear. Later, Luo Yucheng sacrificed a blood-colored long sword. As a result, Qing Pi's pressure increased sharply, and there were already dozens of scars on his body.

If it weren't for his super speed, he might have already become a dead soul under the gun.

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Wang Mo's mouth, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a blue-golden brilliance appeared instantly between his mouth, and with a bang, he charged at the long spear that was piercing Qingpi, and his figure also fell down.

The small red gold bell moved accordingly, and it didn't care about the blood-clothed boy who fell to the bottom of the cave.

The war halberd whizzed down, and collided with the long spear in an instant, with a cracking sound, the long spear was thrown backwards in an instant.

The long spear let out a whine, and an obvious gap on the blade of the spear was impressively visible, and the whole body of the spear trembled slightly and shot back to Luo Yucheng's side.

"puff!"

Luo Yucheng only felt a sudden burst of severe pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, bursts of blackness in front of his eyes were filled with gold stars, and then the blood in his chest and abdomen surged, and an arrow of blood spurted out uncontrollably.

The blood-colored long sword magic weapon also seemed to lose its support in an instant. When it fell to the ground with a clang, it turned into a finger-length blood-colored jade sword when its brilliance disappeared.

Wang Mo's mind moved slightly, and the war halberd suddenly fell with a whistling sound. Just as the war halberd was approaching Luo Yucheng, a blue halo suddenly appeared above his head, enveloping his whole body in an instant.

There was a loud bang, a sharp and unparalleled blow, but the light curtain of the halberd thorn sank a little, and it was bounced back violently.

Looking at the light curtain that suddenly appeared, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his sharp eyes found a bright blue brilliance on the chest and abdomen of Luo Yucheng who was hugging and screaming, faintly resembling something like a talisman.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo still didn't understand that the other party had a precious spirit-touching talisman, and its level was quite high. With the blow just now, he could feel the power in the light curtain.

Seeing the bloody jade sword, Wang Mo's mouth turned cold, and he suddenly reached out with his left hand to take the jade sword away.

Luo Yucheng was hit hard suddenly, and his consciousness had all been withdrawn to restore the severe pain in the sea of ​​consciousness. This jade sword did not have Luo Yucheng's support, but there was still his aura in it, and he was caught by Wang Mo after a slight resistance. hands.

"Bah!"

Wang Mo held the small jade sword with both hands, suddenly shouted loudly, and there was a slight click sound, and it almost broke under his huge force.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the gray gangster energy suddenly flashed on his hands, and he pulled hard again, only to hear a mournful sound, the jade sword could no longer hold it, and with a cracking sound, it broke into two in an instant, and tiny slag burst out. Shooting, splashes of dust on the ground.

But it shot out in an instant, bounced into the distance, and sputtered countless sparks.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo's eyes suddenly twisted, and he glanced at the two skeletons on the array. Obviously, the two strong men fought back then, which made this place stronger under the pressure of the two.

And Luo Yucheng, behind the light curtain, twitched again after the jade sword broke. Even though the consciousness has been withdrawn, there is always a trace of connection between the magic weapon sacrificed by the mind and spirit.

At this time, the magic weapon was destroyed and immediately affected.

But without thinking too much, Wang Mo stretched out his hand to move the red golden bell, pinched it in his hand with three fingers, shook it lightly, and the jingle rang instantly, and an invisible air flow spread out in the air.