Retrograde fairy way

Ever since Xueyi saw the black skeleton that day, he has been using his simple spiritual knowledge to ask Wang Mo for it.

But at that time, he was worried that Ye Chongyang was hiding secretly, and he was afraid that the other party's restraint on the blood clothes would not be lifted, and he might cause trouble, so Wang Mo never agreed.

Until now, after he was sure that Ye Chongyang didn't do anything else or follow him secretly, Wang Mo decided to let the bloody clothes fuse with the bones of this strong man.

"Roar!"

As time passed, amidst the bloody clothing's constant roars, finally after half a month, there was still a spine in the skeleton that hadn't fully fused.

But no matter how bloody clothing burst out its own blood energy and ghostly energy, it just couldn't fuse the bones.

Moreover, after continuously losing its own energy, the dark devilish energy above the bones showed faint signs of counterattack.

At this moment, the back of the bloody clothes was as black as ink, black air surged, and the blood light flickered below, giving off a strong smell.

There was a clang, and the bloody clothes directly lay down and half kneeled on the ground, and the ten sharp blood claws in his hands fiercely slashed across the array, splashing a large amount of sparks.

But the rank of this plate is far higher than that of a magic weapon, and its sharp nails have not left even the slightest trace on it.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo frowned tightly, and the detailed situation of the bloody clothes came from his mind at this time, and his eyes showed a look of thought.

In this situation, Wang Mo can't help at all, unless he has a lot of blood to replenish his vitality.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his consciousness suddenly penetrated into the ring, looking for it among the complicated treasures.

After a full cup of tea, there was a flash of brilliance on his left hand, and a black jade box appeared, with a faint smell of blood in it.

With a wave of his hand, he took off the talisman seal on it, and the lid of the box opened with a snap, and a bloody light shot out of it, but before it flew away, Wang Mo, who had been prepared for a long time, held it in his hand.

As soon as this thing appeared, the blood energy and coldness it exuded seemed to be countering the bloody clothes.

I saw a blood-colored elixir as round as the size of a fist, with blood glowing around it, but there were countless tiny black shadows looming in it, and ghosts crying and howling wolves could be heard faintly.

This pill is exactly the blood-born pill that Wang Mo stole when he was in Tianhuo State.

After regaining control of the bloody clothes, he learned from his spiritual knowledge that the black-robed man who was blood-stained in the territory of the Qing Yuzong was the one who caught him later.

And this person is that day Mozong Luo Shanyue.

It's just that this demon was seriously injured for some reason when he sneaked into the Tianhuo State, so he had to attach the spirit to Yue Peng's body. In the end, Wang Mo wiped out his wisp of consciousness, making his injury worse.

Afterwards, he had to take a desperate risk and practice alchemy with blood sacrifices in the Yuzong territory of the Qing Dynasty, but Wang Mo stole the elixir.

In the end, he was chased away by the Four Sages of Qingyu, but due to fate, he met the bloody clothes who were devouring blood, and finally he was caught by the bloody clothes when he was defeated.

It's just that Luo Shanyue doesn't have Ye Chongyang's all-powerful means, he just traps him but can't control it.

This demon is also considered unlucky, since he came out of the Demon Realm, he has not encountered any good things all the way, so he thought that he would have a chance to catch the bloody clothes.

In the end, he met Ye Chongyang, who was traveling abroad, and he directly occupied his body and controlled the bloody clothes by using the technique of splitting the primordial spirit.

After tossing and turning so close to Jiazi, the bloody clothes finally returned to Wang Mo's hands. It really was a drink and a peck, as if it was a destiny.

Looking at the Xuesheng Pill lingering in the bloody light in his hand, Wang Mo felt emotional, flicked his fingers, and the Xuesheng Pill turned into a streak of light and shot towards the bloody clothes.

The moment the Xuesheng Pill appeared, Xueyi had already noticed it, and seeing it coming, he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

As soon as Danfu entered his belly, the blood light all over his body suddenly swelled up, suppressing the black devil energy in an instant, and finally it was completely assimilated by the blood light.

"Roar!"

The blood clothes roared loudly, and the blood glow all over his body shrank suddenly, reflecting his whole body's skin as crystal clear as ruby.

There was a crackling sound, and the bloody figure suddenly shrunk by more than a few inches, and his appearance also looked a few years younger again, like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

His majestic aura of blood gradually faded away.

As the skeleton was completely absorbed into his body, the bloody robe gradually controlled himself, crawled up with a little difficulty, stretched out his hand, and the bloody robe was automatically put on his body, still fitting perfectly.

He saluted Wang Mo respectfully, then paced aside, and started to practice sitting cross-legged like a monk.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and an inexplicable smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

The bloody clothes turned out to be subtly imitating him and meditating.

It's a pity that Wang Mo doesn't have a ghost skill, so Xueyi can only rely on the nature of a ghost to devour blood and food to accumulate energy to complete his own advancement.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Wang Mo frowned, secretly said bad luck.

I saw a dozen figures suddenly jumping into the originally empty cave entrance.

"Hurry up, Bu Fengyuan's breath transfer formation will seal the entrance of the cave!" One of the old men shouted, and took out several formation disks with one hand, and shot towards the entrance of the cave.

Hearing the words, the ten or so people didn't dare to be negligent, and took out their respective arrays one after another, and they were able to work together to arrange the array.

Seeing the flustered appearance of this group of people, it was obvious that they were avoiding something, or they were avoiding their enemies.

But when everyone was arranging the formation disks, they didn't show the slightest panic, and started to control the formation disks they took out in an orderly manner.

In just a short cup of tea, everyone sealed off the cave entrance within tens of feet, and a large light curtain flickered for a while, appearing radiant.

And the old man flipped his wrist, and there was a five-color pennant with a length of one foot in his hand. With one hand, he made a gesture, and the pennant automatically flew into the middle of the cave.

All the light seemed to flow into it, the pennant trembled slightly, and all the light and the pennant disappeared.

"Phew, I finally got rid of it, everyone hurry up and recover!" After finishing all this, the old man let out a long breath and waved his hands to everyone.

When everyone heard the words, they didn't delay, and took out the treasures to restore their vitality. For a while, the brilliance in the cave shone, and the light and shadow on the roof of the cave reflected on it.

In the cave, Wang Mo, who was in the Golden Five Prison Formation, frowned and looked at the group of people.

With this big formation in hand, not to mention these cultivators whose cultivation base is not higher than the mid-stage alchemy, even if they are monks at the early stage of Yuanying, Wang Mo is confident to hide it.

With the research obtained from Feng Manqing's ring, and the inheritance of the Fengjin Five Prison Formation, Wang Moxin became more and more proficient in the study of this large formation.

Moreover, this array is just the core of the entire formation, far from the real Golden Five Prison Formation.

It's just that Feng Manqing's inheritance of the formation is also incomplete, and the power of this large formation cannot be fully exerted, and most of the core control techniques are absent.

But now relying on the large formation with only a few functions such as defense, Wang Mo has the confidence to escape under the hands of the Nascent Soul cultivator. If it is fully refined, its power will be enough to shake the world.

Moreover, the most important thing about this formation method is that it must be controlled by the formation flag. Unfortunately, the great battle tens of thousands of years ago caused many inheritances to be lost, and the method of refining this formation flag has disappeared in the long river of history. Among them, there are very few worldly things appearing.

Don't look at Wang Mo's use of the formation plate to arrange the formation prohibition is quite fast, but if the formation flag is used as the control hub, the speed of formation can be improved by a catastrophe, and the mental consumption will be much less.

When Wang Mo saw the five-color pennant sacrificed by the old man, his thoughts changed.

Just as he was thinking about it and looking at the group of people.

Beside the old man, a seven or eight-year-old girl suddenly stood up, stared at her big round eyes, and walked into the cave curiously.

At this time, the dozen or so people were recovering with all their strength, but they didn't notice the little girl's whereabouts.

The child was probably being taken all the way by herself, and she didn't have much self-cultivation. She didn't have much energy to consume, and she was just sitting idle and bored.

I saw the little girl's bright eyes flashed curiosity, looked around, looked at her clothes, obviously never entered such a cave.

After walking not far, she left the place where the light emitted by everyone was practicing. Xu felt that it was too dark inside. The little girl bit her lip, stretched out her chubby hand, and took out a piece of light from the middle of her neck. Purple jade pendant.

As soon as the jade pendant appeared, it emitted a glittering purple light, illuminating the surrounding area.

Looking at the jagged rocks in the cave, the little girl didn't show the slightest fear in her eyes, and she walked around quickly a few times.

Seeing the little girl who was getting closer and closer to the light curtain that concealed the formation, Wang Mo felt a little dumbfounded.

This large formation could even cover the spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul cultivator, but it was defeated by a little girl's curiosity.

After a while, the little girl walked up to the formation.

Just when the little girl took that step and was about to encounter the formation, Wang Mo's mind moved slightly, and the light curtain hiding the darkness automatically opened a hole.

However, in the eyes of the little girl, there was still no change at all. Without knowing it, the little girl stepped into it, without even noticing that the light curtain behind her had closed.

Just after the little girl stepped into the formation, with the light of the jade pendant in her hand, she suddenly saw two figures. They didn't scream like ordinary children, but walked forward curiously, wanting to see a little more carefully.

Wang Mo, who was observing the little girl's every move with his spiritual sense, now had a rare childlike innocence.

"Huh?" Walking a few steps closer, the little girl let out a sigh, and looked at Wang Mo's face carefully. She scratched her forehead with her chubby little hand, and then reached out to touch Wang Mo's cheek.

First she stretched it out slowly, and then withdrew her hand after a quick touch, as if sensing that Wang Mo hadn't moved, the little girl suddenly felt courageous, and pressed her entire palm on Wang Mo's face.

Then he withdrew his palm and tested the temperature on his face, and obviously found that Wang Mo was alive, but he didn't know why he didn't move.

A look of doubt flashed in the little girl's eyes, and she yelled crisply, "Hey! Uncle!"

She yelled three times in a row, but Wang Mo didn't see any movement. The little girl frowned, pouted her mouth and ignored it.