Retrograde fairy way

"Howl!"

Under the cloud of blood all over the sky, six violent howls resounded through the sky, and a bitter cold wind was blown up, mixed with countless howls of ghosts and wolves, like a hell on earth.

The moment the restrictions on the periphery of Lingfeng City were broken, countless ghosts and monsters screamed and rushed down. Those mortals who didn't have much cultivation had already been frightened by the coercion of blood in the sky, how could they resist these monsters.

What's more, the moment these evil spirits and fierce ghosts pounced down, six huge dark red blood clouds rushed into the outer city wrapped in a disgusting bloody aura.

All the people who were contaminated by the blood sneered, and the flesh and blood seemed to be scorched by molten iron, and amidst the screams, they turned into strands of black and red blood that permeated the city.

The horrific scene fell in the eyes of the survivors, and all the souls of the dead were sweating and standing up, wishing they had lost two legs, running like desperately, but in the boundless blood mist, they struggled in vain.

The six groups of dark red blood mist are exactly the six fierce souls of the Blood Prison Formation. At this time, the aura of the six fierce souls seems to be stronger than when they first appeared. Although they have not broken through the strength before, they are still quite amazing up.

At this time, it was vaguely seen that the bloody mouth was opening, and a strong suction force spewed out in an instant, and countless mortals or monks in the city couldn't help but fell into his mouth.

A shrill howl spread over the entire city.

Duan Yuanfeng and Luman Mountain on the hillside outside the city were watching everything that happened in the city with a cold face.

At their stage, the killing has become extremely dull.

It can be said that even if the people of one city, or ten or a hundred cities die, there will be no disturbance in their mood.

"Brother Lu, let's go over. This old Ling Tianying is a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Although he has not recovered from his serious injuries, he should not be underestimated. You and I will stick to one side and prevent him from breaking out with any secret techniques!" Duan Yuanfeng is as vicious as a skeleton On his face, nothing could be discerned, the tone was still as hoarse as gold and iron.

"Why, even the Nine Nether Blood Prison Formation can't seal him?" Lu Manshan asked with a slightly puzzled look on his face.

They have spent so much effort, if they can't be foolproof, it will be a bit of a loss.

"Hey, how can a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator be so easy to kill? If it is a complete Nine Nether Blood Prison formation, Duan is naturally confident that Old Ling will not even be able to escape the Nascent Soul, but at this time he is afraid that he will jump the wall in a hurry. So what we have to do is to trap him to death in the big formation. There are descendants in Lingfeng City. If we leave all the descendants of the Ling family behind, with Ling Tianying's temperament, he will definitely not care about himself Run away!" Duan Yuanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled sinisterly.

"Hehe, Brother Duan is right. Lu has been fighting with this old man for hundreds of years. This Lingfeng City is where the old man's family is located. He will definitely not give up easily!" Lu Manshan nodded slightly and smiled lightly. road.

"Let's go!"

The corners of Duan Yuanfeng's mouth turned up slightly, and with a flash of blood all over his body, he swept towards Lingfeng City in an instant.

Seeing Duan Yuanfeng's leaving back, Lu Manshan's thick brows frowned slightly, and without seeing any movement around him, he disappeared in place and chased after him.

When the two appeared again, they had already reached the sky above Lingfeng City.

At this time, fear spread everywhere in Lingfeng City.

Facing the critical moment of life and death, no matter whether it is a mortal or a monk, they all lost the last bit of humanity and morality, killing wantonly and venting the pressure brought about by the approaching death.

Even if the two are in the palace, this scene is being staged.

What no one noticed was that shortly after the two left, a faint black light flashed across the hillside, and finally disappeared among a few scattered boulders.

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In the imperial palace, in that secluded small courtyard, Ling Tianying looked at the few people in front of him with a slightly lonely look on his resolute face.

"Second Uncle, the two children, Mo Yun and Mo Feng, will be entrusted to you, old man!" Ling Zhannian said with a sad face.

Standing beside him is a young man, a young man. That young man is Ling Mofeng. Presumably, that young man is Ling Moyun, but his cultivation level is much higher than Ling Mofeng's. look.

But this kind of cultivation base, for this battle, is like falling a pebble in the sea, and it can't even stir up a wave.

"Mo Yun met the ancestor!"

The young man hurriedly bowed, even though he knew the situation of the family at this time, but judging from his calm demeanor, it was obvious that Ling Zhannian chose to bring him out after some consideration.

"Well! This matter is caused by Uncle. Even if I risk my life, these two children will be sent away safely!"

After a little exploration of his spiritual sense, Ling Tianying's eyes immediately revealed his roots, and he nodded with a slightly satisfied expression.

"Second Uncle, do you have any orders? At this moment, my Ling family must go all out to preserve a trace of the Ling family's blood!" Ling Zhannian said with a solemn expression.

"It's useless. If Uncle Wei is not mistaken, the big formation outside must be the Nine Nether Blood Prison Formation of the Blood Demon Sect. Uncle Wei will prepare a few things to break it open. When the big formation is broken , Uncle will take these two children away, but the broken part may heal in the blink of an eye, and the entire Lingfeng City may become a dead city by then!"

Ling Tianying shook his head slightly, looking at the crumbling defensive formation above, he said a little lonely.

"This..." Ling Zhannian's expression froze, his eyes swept across the two young juniors, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Okay, you go down first, Uncle Wei is going to get ready, you two little fellows come with me!" Ling Tianying waved his hand slightly and ordered.

"Yes!"

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"call!"

On the blood cloud, Duan Yuanfeng wiped off a trace of wine from the corner of his mouth, exhaling and opening his voice, revealing a touch of comfort.

"call out!"

Beside him, Lu Manshan's nose fluttered, and his eyes, which looked like copper bells, suddenly shone with a gleam of light.

"Why? Brother Lu, would you like this?" Duan Yuanfeng raised his eyebrows, holding the wine bottle in his hand, with a hint of playfulness.

The whole body of the wine bottle was white jade, but under the reflection of the wine, it showed a color of green blood, and there seemed to be a faint breath of alternating cold and heat flowing out.

And from the few drops that dripped from the corner of his mouth, there was a strong fluctuation of vitality, which seemed to be no ordinary drink.

"Hahaha, Lu is indeed quite interested in this wine. Brother Duan's spiritual wine seems to be not simple. Just smelling this, the devilish energy in Lu's body seems to fluctuate a little. It seems that it took a lot Kungfu, right?" Lu Manshan said with a hearty smile.

"Brother Lu wants to drink, just take it. Although there is not much wine, Duan still has a lot!" Duan Yuanfeng looked indifferent, as if he didn't care, took out several bottles with his palms, and threw them over.

Grabbing all the wine bottles in his hand, Lu Manshan exerted a little force on his hand, and with a soft bang, the cork popped out automatically.

He glanced at Duan Yuanfeng indiscriminately, and subtly poked out his consciousness into the wine.

These small movements were completed in the blink of an eye. After confirming that there was no foreign object in the drink, Lu Manshan raised his head and gulped it down.

It seemed as if he took the wine bottle and drank it directly.

"The name of this wine is Qingyang Lie. It is mainly made of twelve kinds of fourth-level cold-attribute elixir, supplemented by [-] kinds of fire-attribute third-level elixir. It took eight years to refine it. Each time only There are only a dozen altars. Although the vitality contained in this mouthful is not as good as Lingshi, it is worse than being able to be absorbed quickly, and it does not hinder the integration of one's own vitality. Because it contains the dual attributes of water and fire, it also nourishes the physical body to a certain extent. Useful!" Duan Yuanfeng said quite proudly, seemingly oblivious to it.

"Nourish the body?" Hearing this, Lu Manshan, who drank all the bottles of wine in an instant, flashed a brilliance in his eyes, felt the changes in his body slightly, and his complexion changed for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Since Brother Duan knows that this wine needs so many elixir, but do you know the recipe for this wine?"

At this time, Duan Yuanfeng only felt that the demonic energy in his body, under the infusion of the Qingyang strong wine, did not increase significantly, but it seemed to have a little more activity, and there were traces of coldness and fiery alternation in the meridians. The strength of the physical body makes one feel a burst of heat in the throat, but the physical body is numb and comfortable.

This feeling seems to be much stronger than what Duan Yuanfeng said.

"It's natural!" Duan Yuanfeng glanced at him, then raised his head and took a sip.

"Hehe, Brother Duan also knows that Lu is practicing a kind of physical exercise, so I wonder if you can sell me a copy of the recipe?" Lu Manshan rolled his eyes, smiled slightly, and stared at him.

"Brother Lu, are you joking? Don't say that this spiritual wine itself is extremely precious. If it wasn't for the sake of our cooperation, I definitely wouldn't give you a few bottles to Brother Lu!" Duan Yuanfeng's expression changed, and he did not hesitate He hesitated and refused.

His expression, however, seemed to be a completely different person from the previous one who didn't care.

"Brother Duan, I also know the value of this wine, but good things are valuable. As long as Brother Duan tells the price, if I can do it, how about I won't refuse?" Seeing his refusal, Lu Man Shan's expression tightened, and he said hastily.

The strong taste of Qingyang is still circulating in the body, as if the aftertaste is endless, not to mention that it also has a good effect on one's own body.

His body skills have already reached a bottleneck, if he can get this formula, maybe he can go one step further.

"This..." Duan Yuanfeng hesitated for a moment, but his skeleton-like cheeks twitched several times, which looked strange.

Lu Manshan was not in a hurry to urge, he believed that the other party would make the right choice, not to mention that the two were still in the period of cooperation.

"As long as Brother Lu can do it, he won't refuse. Are you serious?" After a cup of tea, Duan Yuanfeng seemed to have made some decision, and looked at Lu Manshan with a strange look in his eyes.

"That's right, as long as Lu can do it, he definitely won't refuse, Brother Duan, just say yes!" Duan Yuanfeng looked at him with awe, but Lu Manshan still said in a deep voice.

In his opinion, the other party will inevitably offer a higher price, but to him, the effect of Qingyang Lie's spiritual wine is even higher.

Just as Lu Manshan showed an expression of listening attentively, Duan Yuanfeng uttered something that made him immediately turn pale and his heart skip a beat.