Retrograde fairy way

"Fellow Daoist Wang, let it go, I'm willing to exchange my life with a shocking secret!" Li Tinglian said palely with fear in her eyes.

There was a roar, and facing the joint attack of Wang Mo, Xueyi, and Qingpi, even if the Soul Refining Bell's defense was super strong, it would gradually collapse.

"Humph!"

But Wang Mo turned a deaf ear to it, don't say anything about shocking secrets, even if it could make him straight as a fairy, he wouldn't care.

Holding the halberd in both hands, the azure-gold true energy flashed, and the slashing slashed continuously on the bell-shaped light curtain, splashing large ripples.

Bloody Clothes and Green Skin also used their own tricks to continuously strike, seeing that the halo above the Soul Refining Bell was about to be annihilated.

"Wait, friend Wang Daoist, as an immortal cultivator, don't you want to know why the immortal cultivator has been gaining the upper hand, but hasn't destroyed the Demon Realm?" Seeing that Wang Mo was still attacking the light curtain relentlessly, Li Tinglian directed The magic weapon of golden scissors and the other blue-red sword defended against the bloody clothes and green leather, said anxiously.

"Go in peace!"

Wang Mo glanced at him lightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he suddenly handed over the halberd to his left hand, and smashed his right fist down.

The five-color brilliance and the gray-white aura linger on it, making it extremely gorgeous. If you look carefully, people with low cultivation bases will definitely be attracted by this brilliance.

Even those with advanced cultivation bases can't help but look away.

"Crack!"

An ear-piercing explosion sounded, and Li Tinglian's eyes flashed with fear, and she screamed: "Wang Mo, if you don't make this sect feel better, you don't want to end well either!"

As soon as his voice fell, he gave Wang Mo a resentful look, then bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, quickly made a tactic with both hands, and spit out a bloody arrow with a puff.

The moment the light curtain shattered, countless forbidden brilliance fell into the blood arrows, and there was a burst of chi chi, and a scent ten times stronger than before permeated the air.

This fragrance is so strong that a pink mist gathers around it at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there is also a faint smell of fishy sweetness.

"Let's die together!"

Li Tinglian's complexion was twisted, and she slapped her dantian with her left hand, and the breath around her body gushed out, like a volcano erupting.

But at this moment, the bloody clothes and the green skins flashed away by virtue of their speed.

And a pair of blue-gold light wings appeared on Wang Mo's back, and with a slight tremor, they disappeared in place in an instant.

"you……"

Li Tinglian, who wanted to blew herself up to pull Wang Mo's back, only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and lost the trace of the three, her expression froze, and she wanted to stop the blew up in a panic.

But how could it be so easy to stop Jin Dan from blew himself up?

Its foundation itself is unstable, and most of its cultivation comes from plundering. With weak consciousness, it can only watch its body swell.

Fear and unwillingness flashed across his eyes. His life was miserable. He thought that after Duan Yuanyong's death, he got his Nascent Soul and a body of treasures, and from then on he could make great progress in his cultivation.

But at this time, it was a mirror image, nothing happened!

Even if there is unwillingness and resentment in my heart, the fact is a foregone conclusion.

There was a rumbling sound, which spread like a muffled thunder, with strong vitality fluctuations, and the surging golden light curtain splashed large ripples.

"Buzz!"

The Senluo Soul Refinement Bell let out a mournful cry, and then Huaguang shrank back to reveal its original shape. The palm-sized bell rolled to the ground with a clang, along with several magic weapons and a ring that Huaguang had lost.

Li Tinglian, a generation of monsters, was wiped out in ashes.

"what?"

Such a huge movement was immediately noticed by the two who were fighting fiercely.

Peng Jianfeng's face was ugly for a while, but when he saw that Wang Mo's figure was not in the strong fluctuation, his eyes lit up immediately.

But the next moment, his complexion changed drastically.

But looking at the blood soul puppet's still vigorous appearance, it is obvious that Wang Mo has not been traumatized. If so, their end will be worrying.

At this moment, Peng Jianfeng felt an incomparably sharp energy attacking his back.

"not good!"

There was a yell in my heart that it was not good, and I was about to dodge and dodge.

But at this moment, the blood soul puppet seemed to be taking special care of him, and the bone tail behind him, which had not been used until now, turned into a giant python and swept over in an instant.

The extremely sharp tail tip, like a sharp blade, pierced straight to his chest, and rolled up countless rotating circles during the extension, completely blocking all his escape routes.

In the slight movement of his eyes, there was even a smear of blood and a smear of blue light, and he rushed straight at him.

"My life is over!"

Originally, Peng Jianfeng was in a state of exhaustion, and the two had teamed up to fight the blood soul puppet for so long, if not for the support of a large number of treasures, they would have been wiped out already.

But now, after taking a large amount of elixir, it is no longer helpful, and the time for the secret technique has come to an end.

Now it is being attacked by the three, and the crisis can be imagined.

"I, Abyss Sky City, will not let you go!"

With a flash of resentment in Peng Jianfeng's eyes, he wanted to detonate his golden core and die with Wang Mo.

Thinking that he is also the proud son of Tianyuan City hidden in the sky, Luo Yuanming, the current city lord Luo Yuanming, who was taught by the great elder, was forced to blew himself up with the other party in order to die together. How could Peng Jianfeng, who has always regarded himself very highly, accept it?

But at the next moment, Peng Jianfeng wished he would blow himself up immediately, because he noticed that the sharp energy suddenly accelerated and reached his back in an instant.

When he wanted to dodge, it was already too late.

With a soft puff, Peng Jianfeng's body, which was trying to mobilize the devil's energy, trembled for a moment, and then several magic weapons fell down, making a jingling sound.

Peng Jianfeng lowered his head slightly, and a halberd blade of a wind blade pierced out of his belly without any trace of blood, and there was a green-gold arc crackling on it.

That is the real essence of the thunder system that blocked the connection between his golden core and his spiritual consciousness!

With a chirping sound, the halberd blade was brought out in an instant, and on the tip of the blade was a blue and green golden pill wrapped in true essence.

With unwillingness and resentment in his eyes, Peng Jianfeng's body fell to the ground with a plop like a withered tree trunk.

And behind him, Wang Mo with a serious face casually took the golden core into his hand and sealed it away, and turned to look at Luo Xiangtian.

As soon as Peng Jianfeng died, the bloody clothes and green skins joined forces with the blood soul puppets to surround him, and Luo Xiangtian, who was jumping up and down, was at a loss.

Originally, when the two teamed up, they were forced into a disadvantage by the Blood Soul Puppet. Now it was only him, and the situation was even worse.

With a stabbing sound, the blood soul puppet's tail swung, easily piercing Luo Xiangtian's precious clothes.

Luo Xiangtian was so frightened that his face turned pale for a while, but he still fought hard, took out a jade talisman and crushed it in his hands, and suddenly a khaki halo surged all over his body.

But judging from the talisman seals he used at this time, the level is already not high. In the previous battle with the blood soul puppet, most of the high-level treasures have been exhausted.

"What exactly do you want?" Luo Xiangtian asked with a pale face and a stern look.

Surrounded by Wang Mo, he didn't even have a chance to blew himself up.

Once upon a time, the lofty alchemy master, the proud son of the Tianmo sect, was already like a bereaved dog.

"Wang Mo, this sect knows that you are a cultivator of immortals. I am a core disciple of the Tianmo sect. My father Luo Feng is also an elder of the Tianmo sect. If you dare to kill this sect, you will definitely be unable to move an inch in the demon realm!"

Seeing that Wang Mo didn't answer, Luo Xiangtian threatened again, but seeing how he was trembling in the siege and maintaining his arrogance as a master of alchemy, he didn't know that it would only make him more miserable.

Just as he spoke, the blood soul puppet leaped high, and slashed fiercely at the magic knife under the intersecting bones and blades.

With a loud bang, the magic knife let out a wail, and fell towards Luo Xiangtian in a daze amidst the burst of brilliance.

Even though the level of this treasure is not low, but Luo Xiangtian is like the end of a crossbow at this time, there is no extra magic energy and spiritual consciousness to support it.

As for himself, when the magic knife was shot down, there was a tremor in his consciousness, and a vacancy suddenly appeared in his own defense.

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wings of light reappeared behind him. With a slight tremor, he instantly bullied Luo Xiangtian, and before he could react, he had already landed a palm on his dantian.

Amidst the crackling of the green-gold true essence, several obscure electric arcs submerged into his dantian, sealing his golden elixir in an instant.

If in normal times, it would take a lot of effort to ban Luo Xiangtian, but at this time, Luo Xiangtian is already running out of fuel, so how can he compete against Wang Mo.

All of a sudden, his whole body twitched, he fell to the ground, and his eyes were dull for a while.

"call!"

Wang Mo didn't care about him, let out a breath of turbid air slightly, and made a fist with his hands again, dozens of streamers of light sank into Luo Xiangtian's dantian, strengthening the restriction a bit.

Only then did he take out two spirit stones, and sat cross-legged on the ground to recover.

After a series of fierce fights, even if he was on a two-day break with his own body, he still felt tired.

After a cup of tea, Luo Xiangtian finally regained his composure, and when he saw Wang Mo sitting not far away, he sensed himself a little, and his complexion suddenly became ugly.

"Wang Daoyou, your lord has let me go a lot this time, and I will give you all the treasures on my body. As long as you let me go, I will definitely die alone in this matter!" Luo Xiangtian got up, his face pale. On top of that, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

But Wang Mo still sat on the ground silently, recovering silently.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, as a core disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, I know countless secret techniques of this sect. As long as you let me go, I can give you all of these!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I..."

Facing the moment of life and death, Luo Xiangtian gave up all his dignity and chattered endlessly about the secrets of the treasures he could sell, hoping to save his life.

But Wang Mo was indifferent, ignored it at all, and was still immersed in his cultivation.

These so-called alchemy masters who are usually high above and never put low-priced monks or mortals in their eyes, are no different from mortals when facing their own life and death.

"Friend Wang Dao..." Luo Xiangtian's complexion changed for a while, but he was secretly mobilizing the devil energy in his body, trying to break through the restriction imposed by Wang Mo, but what made him desperate was that there was a crackling sound on the golden core The lightning mana of his own made him helpless.

He was about to take a few steps forward, but he made a slight movement, and Qing Pi, who was lying on the side, opened his bloody mouth wide, grinning threateningly.

"What exactly do you want?" Luo Xiangtian finally couldn't bear it anymore, roared hysterically.

"Your Majesty!"