Retrograde fairy way

"Huh? It turned out to be a gold-devouring beast. The little guy is quick to see the opportunity! Hehe, but do you think it's so easy to escape? I won't let such a treasure go, Jie Jie!"

Suddenly, a slightly suspicious voice appeared, and in the terrified eyes of everyone, they felt a black light flash before them, and then they fell into the crater.

"The Nascent Soul Saint?"

"It must be!"

"Even the saints are alarmed, it seems that we have no part!"

When the black light flashed into the crater and disappeared, everyone felt their whole body lighten up, and their backs suddenly felt cold, and their backs were soaked in cold sweat in that short time.

But no matter what, from the terrifying coercion, everyone has already discovered what kind of existence is in the black glow.

First there were alchemy masters like Wang Mo, then there was the terrifying beast, and now a rare Nascent Soul saint appeared.

For a moment, while terrifying everyone, they secretly shouted bad luck.

With such a strong person, it would be useless to fight any longer.

For a while, most of the many monks who had surrounded the volcano dispersed in a short time.

But there are also many monks who are lucky and want to see what will happen next.

……

"Little guy, obediently leave it to me, or I will teach you how to use me!"

Wang Mo, who fell into the magma, suddenly felt a sinister voice coming from his ears. While his heart sank, he ordered the gold-eating beast under him to speed up the sinking speed without hesitation.

Now that the Fengjin Five Prison Formation is not around, even if he can hide the truth from the monks at the early stage of Nascent Soul with his own breath restraint technique, judging from the strength of his previous spiritual presence, the opponent is obviously not at the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Under such circumstances, the other party will definitely find out the clues, and it may be difficult to leave by then.

"Hmph, it's really a toast and not a fine wine...Huh?"

Just as Wang Mo and the gold-devouring beast descended rapidly, a cold snort came from his ear again, but after that, it was a voice of doubt that made his heart sink.

But at this time, the majestic power of spiritual consciousness was locking on his body, apparently probing him.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be you. No wonder others couldn't find it. It turns out that there is such an exquisite illusion technique. This sage deserves this opportunity. Hahaha, obediently leave it to this sage!"

Sure enough, the next moment Wang Mo heard a maddened voice mixed with endless joy, and it seemed that he recognized his roots.

Just like what Wang Mo said, the middle-aged monk in the black light at this time looked at Wang Mo's falling figure, and the greed in his eyes was blazing. With the speed of escape, I am afraid that he has already caught up at this time.

You must know that the eruption of this boiling fire can be regarded as a kind of mighty power of the heaven and the earth. No matter how high your cultivation is, how can you compete with the heaven and the earth?

What's more, this middle-aged monk is a demon cultivator, and he has been greatly hindered in the place where the blazing and majestic strong fire energy is spreading.

Most of the exercises learned by demon cultivators are yin, evil, and cold, and the red yang energy in the ground can also be regarded as a counterweight to it.

Compared with the two, although the distance between the two sides is getting closer, it is not too obvious.

In this magma, the gold-devouring beast, as a spirit-veined beast, was born with special escapism. Although its realm was not as high as the third-order late stage, its escaping speed was only slightly weaker than that of the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The two sides chased and fled in this crater, and fell for more than ten miles in a blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the gold-devouring beast let out a loud roar, and its figure suddenly accelerated. Amidst the roar, it passed through a large molten cave and fell into a magma cave extending in all directions.

The cave is full of fiery magma, and the turbulent fire element vitality is surging here, and the eyes are full of crimson, and popping bubbles burst from time to time.

That is the rich fire-type vitality gushing out of the magma, which was formed by breaking through the magma under the rapid gathering, and if you dive further, the fire-type vitality here will inevitably form a kind of Chiyang Qi under the pressure of the ground .

"Oops!"

Falling into such a place, without the barrier of magma, the Nascent Soul cultivator's escape speed will inevitably increase by several percent, and it is only a matter of time before he is caught up.

As if aware of Wang Mo's mood, the Gold Devourer shook its head, swayed its limbs, swayed its figure, plunged into one of the magma pools and disappeared with a plop.

Not long after it disappeared, there was a roar in the magma flow that was rising due to the force of the earth's veins, and a dazzling black light flashed in an instant.

"Hmph, how can it be so easy to escape from the hands of this saint?"

Amidst the flickering black light, a middle-aged man in a black robe narrowed his eyes slightly, said coldly, and plunged into the magma pool where the gold-devouring beast jumped into and chased after him.

Down below, Wang Mo felt the coercion getting closer behind him. Although his whole body was protected by the gold-devouring beast, the deeper he went, the more intense the pressure around him became.

Gradually, Wang Mo felt that he couldn't make ends meet, and the escape speed of the gold-devouring beast under him also slowed down more and more.

While fleeing rapidly, he didn't even care about the refining materials that flashed by from time to time in the magma below him. You must know that the lowest level of treasures that can exist in such a deep underground is the third-level top-grade.

"Whee!"

At this moment, a laugh came from his ear, which made Wang Mo curse himself inwardly. When he was only thinking about running for his life, he forgot about the fire phoenix, a special creature that can be said to be born from the ashes.

"Huofeng, I'm counting on you!"

From Huofeng's laughter, Wang Mo could clearly hear the schadenfreude in it, but at this moment he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask for help.

"Humph!"

Huofeng was on her shoulder, but she turned her small head, pretending to be disdainful, but from the perspective that Wang Mo couldn't see, her small eyes turned round and round, obviously thinking of something.

"One second-order elixir in three days!"

In desperation, Wang Mo had no choice but to use his trump card to seduce him.

"cut!"

"One plant every two days!"

"laugh!"

"One per day!"

"..."

"One elixir per day, one third-order elixir every ten days!"

Seeing that Huofeng was not up to the trick, Wang Mo really had no choice but to compromise with this little guy who couldn't be beaten, scolded and didn't care about it, even though his teeth were itching with hatred.

"make a deal!"

Hearing this, Huofeng then turned her head, seemed to be smiling, and readily agreed.

"Hurry up and help!"

Feeling the aura from the gold-devouring beast below him, it has reached an unsustainable level, Wang Mo couldn't help but said anxiously.

"Big guy, get smaller!"

To achieve the goal, Huofeng was not ambiguous. In his heart, although Wang Mo would help her if he didn't give her the elixir, it would make both of them suffer.

At this moment, Huofeng's petite body jumped onto the back of the gold-devouring beast, raised its head proudly, as if pointing to the mountains and rivers, and tapped the back of the gold-devouring beast with its small paws.

"Roar!"

Hearing the words, the Gold Devouring Beast hesitated for a moment, then let out a low growl, its whole body trembled, and suddenly it burst into gold and red, enveloping the three.

Its figure suddenly accelerated and moved forward in an instant. When it reappeared, it had turned into a small golden unicorn the size of a foot, and was held in Wang Mo's arms.

At this time, the fire phoenix had disappeared, turning into a mass of thick red flames, wrapping the two and diving at a faster speed.

Amidst the whistling sound, a large swath of magma was rolled up, and the surrounding rock walls shook for a while, but no piece of broken stone fell.

The depths of the ground have been scoured by magma flows for many years, and they are already extremely hard, so they will not be shattered by the impact of magma.

"Bastard, how is it possible?"

At this moment, the middle-aged monk noticed that the speed of Wang Mo's dive suddenly accelerated, and couldn't help cursing angrily.

The ubiquitous subterranean red yang energy has begun to gather, and the restraint power against the devil energy has also begun to appear.

Feeling the increasingly tyrannical pressure around him, the middle-aged monk's complexion became even more ugly, but when he thought of the treasure Wang Mo was carrying, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of one hand, a touch of Inky black light beads.

As soon as this bead appeared, it emitted bursts of cold light, instantly crowding out the surrounding red yang energy.

And below it, the surrounding magma made a crackling sound, and was condensed into any time in the blink of an eye.

But it was only for a moment, and the next moment it was covered by the magma flow and turned into rolling magma again.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, pinched out a mysterious magic formula with both hands and punched it in, the black glow all over his body burst out instantly, the black beads opened the way ahead, his figure suddenly accelerated in the middle of the roar, and he chased after Wang Mo again.

But what he can do at this moment is nothing more than this, the concentration of this red yang energy, the more it goes down, the more intense it is, squeezing his figure from all directions.

Even a monk in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, facing the current situation, it is as if he is constantly fighting with others, and it is the kind of fighting that can only be passively defended.

But below, Wang Mo, who was wrapped in flames, felt faster and faster.

With this discovery, the face of the middle-aged monk was even more gloomy, but after chasing for a hundred miles, the black pearl in front of him was only emitting a faint black light, and under the reflection of the surrounding red fire element vitality, all The secondary vitality looks greatly damaged.

After chasing for so long, his own consumption is extremely huge. If he hadn't cultivated deeply, he might have been roasted into fly ash by the ubiquitous Chi Yang Qi.

"Bastard, if it wasn't for the ancestor's order, I will definitely stick to it here!"

Withdrawing the consciousness that had lost Wang Mo's trace, the middle-aged man said ruthlessly as if trying to save face for himself, then flung his sleeves and fled upwards hastily.

In such a rich explosion of vitality, the extent that the spiritual consciousness can cover is not far away, but the distance between the two is getting wider and wider, and the self-heating has broken away from his spiritual consciousness lock.

This person has a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, but he can't even catch up with a junior of Jiedan. If it spreads out, he will definitely end up being laughed out of his teeth. One can imagine the depression in his heart.

Not long after the middle-aged saint left, a chilly devilish aura suddenly appeared in this empty underground cave, and the middle-aged monk who had left before returned again.

"Humph!"

His divine sense swept across the furthest place that could be explored around, holding the black bead in his hand, he snorted coldly with a gloomy face, and disappeared in place amidst the flickering black lights all over his body.

Looking at the situation, it was obvious that the loud shouting before was to make Wang Mo mistakenly think that he had left, but unfortunately it didn't work.