Retrograde fairy way

"You..." Ye Chongyang frowned, he knew very well why Wang Mo did this.

Once Luo Yuyin's soul is extinguished, the soul card in the Tianmo Sect will inevitably be shattered, and the bloody clothes will directly swallow his soul, and it must be the soul-leading lamp that guides it.

This place is only tens of thousands of miles away from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and with the escape speed of a Nascent Soul cultivator, it will never exceed two hours.

Even though the Heavenly Demon Sect would not send out the elder Yuanying for a mere Luo Yuyin, they would definitely send people to investigate.

At that time, with the power of the Heavenly Demon Sect in this area, those who escaped will definitely be found, and eventually Luo Yucheng will be involved, and then the middle-aged monks will be pointed at.

"The ingenuity of the seniors is very clear about the pros and cons. Even if it's just a monk of alchemy, you can get there in a day!" Seeing the slight fluctuation in his eyes, Wang Mo reminded with 'good intentions'.

"Little friend is a good method. You are not afraid of falling into the Heavenly Demon Sect? You know, you have the Xuanling God Refining Grass on your body. If the Heavenly Demon Sect obtains it, the Demonic Dao will produce another great cultivator who transforms gods, and then the battle between immortals and demons will start. , aren’t you afraid that the people on the mainland will be burned into charcoal?” Ye Chongyang knew in his heart that even if people were killed in the future, the Heavenly Demon Sect would definitely send stronger monks to come again after seeing them come back for a long time, and sooner or later there would be a day of exposure, unless he After killing Wang Mo, he quickly left the Demon Realm.

But he was willing to take strange risks and lurk in the Tianmo sect for decades, and what he planned was definitely not simple, so how could he give up so easily.

"When the seniors were plotting against Yi Tianyi, why didn't they think that if one more immortal cultivator had a Huashen Daxiu, he would be able to strangle the Demon Realm?" Wrong.

There is no demon in the world, a thought arises from the heart.

"Okay, very good! Your intelligence is enough to be called No.1 among the younger generation. I take a step back. You will definitely use the Xuanling God Grass in the future. I don't want this child. You will use him Leave it to me!" Ye Chongyang weighed up and down, and finally made a concession, pointing to Lu Qingyang with his right hand.

"Senior, do you have a secret method that can restore Qingyang to sanity?" Wang Mo's eyes lit up. If the other party can really restore him to sanity, he will not hand over Lu Qingyang, but he can use the mysterious spirit to refine the gods to exchange with the other party. Want to come to the other party Don't understand who is taking advantage.

"Although I also want this child to regain his sanity, the Nine Nether Rot Soul Powder has crushed his soul, leaving only a chaotic and unclear soul. I will take him back as a disciple and get rid of his soul. The suffocation is not easy to generate lust, and it will become a great weapon in the future!" Ye Chongyang frowned.

"Hehe!" Hearing this, Wang Mo smiled slightly, and looked up, the ceiling of the cave shimmering with light and shadow was like a ghost.

Suddenly, he clenched his left hand and slammed towards Lu Qingyang. With a bang, Lu Qingyang, who had been standing still, instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Wow!"

The blood mist suddenly condensed inward, and with a puffing sound, the blood mist instantly turned into a foot-long ghost baby, with a mouth full of fine black teeth, and a fierce and fierce name in its eyes.

As soon as the ghost baby appeared, it crouched on Wang Mo's arm, and bit his fist with one bite, faintly visible traces of red glow entered into his body.

I saw that Wang Mo's rough fist, which was originally wheat yellow, shriveled in an instant, and was actually sucked by the ghost baby.

"You..." Ye Chongyang's pupils shrank suddenly, he never thought that Wang Mo would do this.

"My nephew has been lonely since he was a child, and I, as an uncle, will make decisions for him!" Wang Mo said calmly, looking at the ghost baby quietly.

This is a spiritless ghost formed after Lu Qingyang's soul was strangled by Jiuyou Rotten Soul, who only knows how to devour flesh and blood for a living.

Within a dozen or so breaths, the ghost baby sucked half of Wang Mo's small arm, leaving only skin and bones, which is because Wang Mo didn't resist.

"Hey!" Wang Mo sighed inwardly, suddenly his arm burst, and the green-gold real energy on it flashed, and he saw the skinny left hand crackling and squeezing the manual, and several brilliance sank into the ghost baby's body.

"Wow!"

As soon as Jin Guangfu sank into the body, the ghost baby let out a shrill howl, and wanted to get away, but he couldn't move an inch.

After more than ten breaths passed, the black energy on the ghost baby's body disappeared, leaving only a smear of white light and shadow bound by the green-gold true essence.

This ghost baby has just taken shape, at best, it is only at the initial stage of Qi refining, and it can't withstand the refining of Wang Molei's true essence.

"Go!" Wang Mo said lightly with a tear streaming down from the corner of his eye.

Before the words fell, the golden light that bound the light and shadow dissipated in an instant, and the light and shadow rose slowly, gradually faded, and finally disappeared.

Instead of letting him be controlled by others for the rest of his life, it is better to let him reincarnate as soon as possible and start a new life

Seeing Wang Mo transforming the ghost baby away, Ye Chongyang's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and only then did he feel that he had always underestimated this young man.

He had once set restrictions on Xue Yi, and he knew very well what kind of cultivation Wang Mo was when he walked out of that small place in Daxia.

In just fifty years, he has grown into a master of alchemy, and many methods are unpredictable, at least it can make his existence, which is regarded as a clone, feel threatened.

Whether it is his own cultivation or relying on external objects, he is proud of his age.

"Little friend, do it for yourself!" Taking a deep look at Wang Mo, Ye Chongyang's body surged with demonic energy, and in an instant he set up his escape light and went out of the cave.

When leaving, he crushed a white jade talisman.

At this moment, he gave up the idea of ​​asking Wang Mo for the treasure.

Watching him leave, Wang Mo didn't take it lightly, but his heart moved slightly. When the white jade talisman broke, he felt that something on the bloody body was broken, obviously it was the restriction placed in the bloody body.

This kind of old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years, even though he is overwhelmed by his words and performance, it is hard to guarantee that he will not observe in secret.

"hiss!"

It was not until an hour later that Wang Mo heaved a sigh of relief, and then a sharp pain came into his mind, he gasped suddenly, and couldn't help but twist his face.

He had been fighting with Ye Chongyang secretly just now, and his mind was all on the other party. At this moment, his mind relaxed, and the pain on his arm suddenly came to his mind.

His body twitched, and there was a clatter from the sleeve of his left arm, and two feather-like jade talismans fell out, one was golden and sharp, and the other was crystal clear like snow.

It was the protective object given to him by the Juying couple when he left the Yuanmo Sea.

The golden feather talisman is the main attack, and the white feather talisman is the main defense. It is precisely because of the existence of these two jade talismans that Wang Mo dared to say that he would keep Ye Chongyang's avatar, which is also Wang Mo's biggest reliance at this time.

However, Ye Chongyang's avatar was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, if he used these two jade talismans directly, the opponent would have already dodged before he could attack.

After all, there is too much difference in cultivation. If Wang Mo fights against him with his real cultivation, he may not even have a chance to fight back, and he will be bombarded by the opponent until there is not even scum left.

At the moment when the two jade talismans fell, Wang Mo seemed to feel a vague aura going away, and then he showed a playful smile on his face lying down.

"This old guy is really unwilling to give up!"

Wang Mo flipped his left hand, took out a panacea, crushed it, and dabbed it on his shriveled arm. Unfortunately, even if there was a panacea, the pain on the arm could not be quickly removed.

More importantly, the pain in the heart cannot be cured by panacea.

Thinking of the dead Lu Qingyang, even though the theory of reincarnation is illusory, no one has ever seen a reincarnated person.

Even though Wang Mo was a human being in two lifetimes, he always felt that it was too bizarre, but no matter what, when the white light dissipated, Wang Mo still felt a little at ease.

At least, for a living being, yearning for freedom is a natural thing. Living a life without human beings or ghosts, even if you have a powerful body, it is just a kind of sadness.

After secretly calculating the time in his heart, Wang Mo did not choose to leave, but stayed in the cave directly.

In fact, he is still beating his heart now, there is no guarantee that Ye Chongyang will still hide in the dark, these old monsters all have secret and unknowable spells, making it hard to guard against.

Moreover, he is not afraid that people from the Heavenly Demon Sect will come here, and the blood-clothed Heavenly Ghost is not just a few supernatural powers.

Even Ye Chongyang, who is a master of transformation, would never have imagined that the blood-clothed ghost, who was once restricted by him, could devour all evil energy.

In other words, unless the soul-drawing secret technique is set up by a person whose cultivation level exceeds that of the blood clothes, they will definitely not be able to escape the devouring power of the blood clothes.

Wang Mo didn't believe that the Nascent Soul Saint in the Heavenly Demon Sect would refine soul cards and soul lamps for his disciples one by one in his free time. If so, the Nascent Soul Saint would be too cheap.

Moreover, what Wang Mo was worried about was that Ye Chongyang used some kind of secret technique to hide in the dark, even if he put away the formation for a moment, he might be caught.

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"Boy, you are so courageous. I warn you, if you dare to lock me into that broken ring, I will bite you to death!"

Time flies, and several months have passed by in a blink of an eye.

In that cave, Wang Mo stayed here for half a year, until Qingpi broke through to the middle stage of the third level, and then he left the cave with his bloody clothes.

As a heavenly ghost, Xue Yi cannot be included in stored treasures, nor can he be sacrificed to certain treasures, otherwise his own advanced growth will be restricted, and he can only be kept by his side.

This fire phoenix was transformed by the flame that he sealed into the ring that day, but he couldn't afford to offend her now.

"Okay, Huofeng, there's nothing you can do about it. Your aura is incompatible with the Demon Dao. You will inevitably attract people's attention outside. Then you will be in too much trouble!" Wang Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed Huofeng who kept pecking at the hair on top of his head. , slightly helpless.

The reason why he called her Huofeng was that after calling her "Fire Bird" that day, it made her go crazy, and she almost fought desperately with him, so she had to change her words.

"Hmph, I don't care, anyway, you can't lock me into the ring anymore, or I will never end with you!" Huofeng yelled resolutely, spit out a spark from time to time, fell on Wang Mo, and burned his clothes. Several holes.

Wang Mo had no choice but to extinguish the flames with his true essence. Although the fire phoenix would not hurt him, his clothes were not included.