Retrograde fairy way

"Suffer to death!"

Sen Leng's words blew past like a hellish wind, and amidst the whistling sound of the bone staff, it turned into a bone sharp arrow, with a sharp howl, and shot towards the figure in the dark green light.

"My life is over!"

The dark green shadow inside saw the menacing bone staff, but at this moment it was too late to dodge, so he could only muster up a large amount of demonic energy, hoping to block the incomparably sharp bone arrow.

There was a loud bang and crack, and the whole sky was trembling. The violent magic energy whipped up a gust of wind, and a large piece of smoke, dust and rubble were blown up in the whistling, as if covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

"Hey, you, the young lord of the Demon Sect, have some skills, and you have been chased by this sect for so long, but today... Hey!" The dark red light faded away, revealing the figure of a young monk, The wind and dust scattered all over the sky, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"puff!"

In the dark green light that was shot down, a young monk in an embarrassing figure tumbled out. As soon as he landed, he opened his mouth and spit out several bloody arrows. This young sect has been around for so long, the news has already been sent back to Yuan Mohai, you just wait to be hunted down by my Demon Demon Sect and the Blood Demon Sect together!"

According to his words, this young monk turned out to be Jiang Zhenhua who held a city sacrifice in Jinzhongyang City and was finally destroyed by Wang Mo.

"Hahaha, team up to kill? Sun Mingyun, this sect is not afraid to tell you, even if the two sects join forces to pursue and kill? You think that this sect has avoided the blood demon sect for so many years, are you afraid that adding the demon sect will fail? "Jiang Zhenhua raised his head and laughed wildly, with a sense of resentment in his words, presumably because he was extremely dissatisfied with the Zongmen's treatment of him.

This man who controls the dark green light is obviously Sun Mingyun, the young patriarch of the Demon Demon Sect who had an encounter with Wang Mo back then.

It's just that I don't know why these two people appeared here, and they looked like they were fighting.

You know, the Demon Demon Sect is the extreme north of the Demon Realm, and this place can be regarded as the extreme south of the Demon Realm.

"You..." Sun Mingyun's expression froze, he was trembling and unable to speak, but his pale complexion revealed an indescribable fear.

"Let's go on the road with peace of mind!" Jiang Zhenhua grinned grimly, and was about to stab with his phalanx stick, but at this moment, he suddenly turned around, stabbed aside quickly, and shouted sharply: "Who is it?"

There was a clang, and a more violent sound like the clanging of gold and iron pierced through the mountains and plains. A blood-colored brilliance shot out, and a blood-clothed youth suddenly appeared not far from the two of them.

"Who is fellow daoist? Do you want to meddle in your own business?" Seeing the bloody clothes, Jiang Zhenhua's pupils shrank suddenly. Although the other party looked only eleven or twelve years old, he felt a palpitation in the other party. .

What made him even more apprehensive was that from the feeling of the previous blow, the opponent actually knocked his top magic bone staff into the air with his bare hands. Such tyrannical strength made him even more cautious.

"Fellow daoist, save me. I am the young master of the Demon Sect. As long as fellow daoist saves me, there will be a treasure!" Seeing someone making a move, Sun Mingyun hurriedly dodged to the side, shouting, hoping that the other party would be able to do so. Help yourself.

Xue Yi didn't even look at him, but just stared at Jiang Zhenhua expressionlessly, and a faint blood light flashed in his eyes from time to time, which made people shudder.

"What do you mean, fellow daoist? As a monk of the same rank, do you want to fight against me?" Although Jiang Zhenhua realized that the other party was a monk of the same rank as himself, Jiang Zhenhua still did not flinch, his eyes fixed on the bloody clothes, It seemed as if he was going to make a bold move the next moment.

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, a light cough came out, which shocked Jiang Zhenhua and Sun Mingyun's whole body, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes. Neither of them noticed that there was another person in the field.

To be exact, it is one man and one beast!

It's just that the strange thing is that there was a crackling sound from the whole body of the man while walking, and his appearance changed strangely.

"It's you!" After seeing the appearance of the visitor, Jiang Zhenhua's eyes flashed with hatred and hatred. He will never forget that it was this person who forced him to leave the sect , In the end, he was hunted down by the sect and had to hide his name.

"The two of you are very interested!" The person who came was none other than Wang Mo. In this wilderness, I saw acquaintances, and there were two of them. One of them was the person who forced me to escape with a serious injury. I was in a rare joy. stand up.

Wang Mo thinks that he is not a good person, but he has carried out his purpose of being a good person. What happened back then, Jiang Zhenhua, touched his bottom line, and he has long been listed as a must-kill.

"Ah, Fellow Daoist Wang, fellow Daoist Wang, save me!" Sun Mingyun, who was not far away, was startled for a moment when he saw clearly that it was Wang Mo, and then boldly shouted.

Although he felt a little uneasy, but thinking about the intersection between the two back then, and in view of the current situation, Sun Mingyun had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for help.

"Fellow Taoist really want to intervene in this matter?" Although he hated Wang Mo very much, Jiang Zhenhua couldn't help thinking that he was able to escape from his hands regardless of the early stage of alchemy, and now he added an unidentified alchemy Dzogchen monk. No compromise.

"Meddling? Of course not!" Wang Mo said lightly with his mouth curled up.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, hope you can save me in our friendship back then!" Sun Mingyun was impatient when he heard this, and wanted to run over, but he was afraid of being attacked by Jiang Zhenhua.

Jiang Zhenhua's expression relaxed when he heard the words, but when he saw the playful smile on the corner of Wang Mo's mouth, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a faint feeling of something bad.

Sure enough, the next moment Wang Mo confirmed this with his actions.

……

Above Luosha Valley, a black magic cloud suddenly appeared. The cloud appeared quietly, as if after checking it, it fell to the west not far away.

"The group of immortal cultivators are indeed among them. All fellow Taoists, be careful. I will cast a spell to trap this place. You can rest assured to do it boldly and wipe out all the immortal cultivators below!" The majestic middle-aged figure is Luo Tianyue, the suzerain of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

At the place where he appeared, there were more than a dozen monks waiting in front of him, restraining their aura very weakly, apparently for fear of disturbing the people in Luosha Valley.

"Don't worry, the saint of Tianyue, we will do our best!" Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and bowed in unison, as if they were looking forward to it.

"En!" Luo Tianyue nodded slightly, showing satisfaction.

Then, without seeing any movement, the figure flew towards the top of Luosha Valley without making a sound.

Looking from a distance, Luo Tianyue was sure to be above the Luosha Valley, and he took out a palm-sized formation plate emitting a faint black light with his wave, and quickly typed out the Taoist formula with both hands to sink into it.

Everyone only felt an undetectable subtle fluctuation in the air, and saw that the black glow burst out instantly on the array, and countless black silk threads shone with a gloomy brilliance, like spiders covering the valley of Luosha.

While under the cover of these silk threads, he didn't even touch the prohibition that flashed from time to time in the gray mist. One can imagine the degree of sophistication.

"Fellow daoists, hurry up and kill the immortal cultivators with me!"

Just when everyone was amazed at the ingenuity of this formation, a voice suddenly came from their ears, knowing that it was Luo Tianyue's spiritual consciousness transmission, they stretched out their bodies and galloped towards Luosha Valley without any delay.

A dozen Nascent Soul cultivators were galloping with all their might, and there were bursts of roars in the air, like thunder and lightning strikes, and ripples appeared in the vibrating surrounding space.

But the Luosha Valley, the target of the crowd, didn't seem to be affected in the slightest. The gray mist and mist were still rolling slowly, as if the people inside hadn't noticed it.

With such a discovery, everyone's expressions immediately relaxed, and then became a little excited. With the large formation used by Luo Tianyue, coupled with his own Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivation base, this trip can be said to be a sure thing.

For a moment, everyone's escape speed seemed to have improved a bit.

According to their previous agreement, this trip will distribute the property of these immortal cultivators according to how much they contribute. Originally, Luo Tianyue had some doubts about calling everyone to stop the immortal cultivators, but after he said that the treasure he was carrying was the ancestor of the Tianmo sect himself. After refining the Zhenzong Great Formation, the Heavenly Demon Soul Eater Formation, all doubts in my heart were dispelled.

Under this idea, everyone wished to use all their abilities to get some treasures.

What's more, many of them have reached the bottleneck in their cultivation. If they can get a Nascent Soul from a monk of the same level, and collect some treasures from heaven and earth, they may be able to refine some heaven-defying elixir. Break through the realm of the present.

At that time, his lifespan will definitely increase a little, even if it is not much, but for these old monsters who are extremely life-hungry, it is enough to make them very excited.

Luo Tianyue is so cultivated and intelligent that he can see the changes in everyone's expressions one by one, but his face is calm, and with a wave of one hand, a gap is suddenly exposed in the black silk thread like a spider.

Everyone jumped in without hesitation, but they were careful not to rush into it arrogantly, but formed a formation and waited for it.

Although he is full of confidence in this trip, Nascent Soul cultivators are all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, so they will not easily be in danger.

The aura of a group of dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators instantly permeated the entire Luosha Valley, causing the cloud of evil spirits that had lingered in the valley to surge violently on both sides, revealing a gorgeous manor-like cave inside.

At the same time, a group of monks who were talking and laughing happily in the cave suddenly sensed the tyrannical aura that suddenly appeared in the valley.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but change color, and looked at the old man named Lin Yincang, whose real name was Lin Yincang.

Just because they found that they were all Nascent Soul cultivators in these auras, and there were quite a few of them. Although their cultivation base was tyrannical, they couldn't help being besieged by many people!

"This group of devils have good noses. Fellow Daoists, don't panic. I'll just wait until I get out with all my strength. This place is so close to my Tianyun Prefecture. After breaking through with all my strength, I must not stop and go all the way back to Tianyun Prefecture!"

Among the crowd, Lin Yincang was the most cultivated, so he was the first to notice the abnormality, but his expression was unusually calm.