Retrograde fairy way

It was an extremely weird thing for a boy who looked like a three-year-old child to hold such a huge scythe in his hand, but the next moment there was a scene that was astounding.

What frightened them even more was that the coercion emanating from the sickle was like facing monks who were one level higher than them, as if they could kill them at any time.

"Crash!"

Then I saw the palm of the blood-clothed hand trembling slightly, the iron chain suddenly made a violent noise, and suddenly spun apart with a buzzing sound, splitting apart in all directions as if countless sharp blades shot out.

In an instant, the sickle was rotated into a blood-blue light curtain, and it slashed towards the light curtain again amidst a buzzing sound.

"This fellow Taoist, you and I have no grievances or enmities, why bother to force each other?" With this light curtain blocking the escaped Ting Ting, facing the scythe exuding the cold aura, her face paled in fright. Can't help but say in surprise.

"This fellow Taoist, we are monks of the Fire Cloud Sect, so please stop talking!" The face of the person who came with ** Ting suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but want to step forward to stop him.

If something happened to ** Ting, then the people who came with them would definitely not have good fruit to eat. Who made ** Ting's background be much higher than theirs?

"Stop talking? When you shot at my potatoes, did you ever think to stop talking?" Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, but his tone was surprisingly flat.

With a flick of his left hand, he saw a green glow flashing in the air, and instantly transformed into a four-foot-sized blue monster, which was the green skin he had cultivated so far.

Flipping his palms, several jade bottles appeared in his hand, and when he crushed them, a strong fragrance wafted out of them, a fragrance that even the strong wind in the air could not blow away.

Gently patted Lei Peng, and fed all the elixir.

This scene stunned the alchemy masters of the Bi Chao Sect, and even suppressed their fear for a moment, it was a third-order panacea.

And depending on the situation, it is still the top grade of healing, such a panacea, it simply feeds a monster.

At this moment, a sense of distress arose in the hearts of these people.

"Roar!"

As soon as Qingpi appeared, he received Wang Mo's order. Although the majestic and fierce aura around him was not comparable to the bloody clothes, it was also the strongest in the field. In an instant, the figures of everyone who was crushed involuntarily retreated and fell down.

And Qingpi's body was flickering with green lights, and he rushed towards the two in an instant, with a violent aura, as if he wanted to tear them apart.

In the Demon Realm, when people from the Heavenly Demon Sect provoked him, and the Saint Yuanying Saint provoked him, Wang Mo was extremely vengeful, let alone the Fire Cloud Sect that he had never heard of.

Even though the Fire Cloud Sect is truly unparalleled, can it be compared to the top sects in the mainland, the Tianmo Sect or the Artifact Refining Sect?

After nearly a hundred years of practice, Wang Mo already has a self-evaluation standard in his heart.

That is: those who have the intention to kill me, I will kill them forever!

Those who have the intention to kill my relatives will be killed forever!

Those who have the intention to kill those around me, I will kill them forever!

Three kills and one out, stop killing with one kill!

Just when Qingpi rushed towards the two of them and roared, the four of Bichaozong shuddered immediately, and subconsciously swallowed their saliva while looking at each other, looking at Wang Mo, the eyes were full of terror instead of before. fear.

This is simply a big evil star. He didn't even give him a chance, he didn't ask about his background, his cultivation level, or his reason. He simply killed him.

Acting so unscrupulously, with unrivaled cultivation, and more terrifying helpers around him, such a lawless person, in their cognition, is really unimaginable and even more elusive, and will bring great harm to the cultivation world. What.

But they guessed wrong. Wang Mo thought he was not at fault for their seemingly unreasonable killing.

If they hadn't bullied Lei Peng who looked like a junior to Wang Mo, if they hadn't wanted to enslave it, if Wang Mo hadn't still had such a little strength, he might have turned into a corpse at this time, speechless to ask the heavens!

To put it another way, if Wang Mo became the opponent's current situation at this time, his end might be more desperate than death.

"Oh!"

Xue Yi rotated the huge Soul Slaying Scythe, and when it hit the light curtain, the stream of light shot out and exploded, causing it to be pushed back in an instant.

"Bastard, this sect remembers you. Sooner or later, this sect will ask you to live with that little bitch!" Behind the extremely powerful light curtain, ** Ting's face was pale, eyes full of eyes. Staring at Wang Mo with resentment, he cursed in his mouth.

I saw his wrist turned, and suddenly a cyan jade talisman exuding tyrannical coercion flashed and crushed it.

I saw countless cyan streamers flashing in the jade talisman, wrapping it in an instant, and before Wang Mo could react, it had already shot tens of feet away with ** Ting in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, the azure light shrank, and it turned into two cyan light wings that were tens of feet long. After a slight shock, they went away in an instant.

Its speed was so fast that it far surpassed the saints in the early stage of the Nascent Soul that Wang Mo had seen, and was slightly higher than the monks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

With a flash of red light all over Xue Yi's body, he wanted to drive the escape light to chase after him, but when his figure paused, he stopped in mid-air, his little hand trembled, and the soul-slaying sickle whistled, and slashed at the two people who were forced into danger by Qing Pi one of them.

"what!"

With a soft puff, facing the unparalleled sharpness of the Soul Slashing Scythe, the man only had time to let out a miserable howl before being cut in half by the Soul Slashing Scythe in an instant, without even a chance of self-detonation.

When the Soul Slaying Scythe was withdrawn, it twisted the corpse into fly ash, and brought out a golden pill and a ring that were spinning straight out of it, but this time the bloody clothes did not swallow it directly, but held it expressionlessly. Pass it to Wang Mo.

The blood clothes at the beginning of the fourth stage, coupled with the power of the top-grade true treasure Soul Slayer, are already as powerful as those at the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Wang Mo didn't intend to let the escaped Ling Ting go, but he really couldn't catch up.

Xueyi's power is not weak, but he can only use teleportation once a month, which was consumed when saving Lei Peng before.

If Wang Mo escapes by himself, even if he goes all out, he will not be able to catch up.

Such a scene fell on the eyes of the four members of Bi Chaozong, their pale faces were filled with horror, and their legs seemed to be trembling involuntarily.

But the four of them didn't even have the slightest thought of running away, not to mention the terrifying coercion of the bloody clothes, they had already noticed something from it.

Moreover, in the weird Peng Song hair on the top of Wang Mo's head, there seemed to be something against them. Although they didn't dare to look directly at what it was, they felt abnormally the maliciousness in the other party's eyes true.

They really didn't dare to have the slightest disagreement with this strange man with endless evil spirits all over his body.

"Fellow Daoist, let me go. I know many secrets of the Fire Cloud Sect. As long as you let me go, I can tell you anything!" The man panicked when he heard his companion screaming. It can be regarded as going all out.

After all, ** Ting treats her like a servant, and he is also a master of alchemy, if he is not afraid of her identity, how can he be so angry.

Hearing this, Wang Mo was still expressionless, but with a slight movement of his mind, the speed at which Qing Pi rushed towards him slowed down a little.

"Fellow Daoist, stay here for a while, I know why ** Ting is chasing after that bitch... that Fairy Hanyan won't let go, and it's very involved!" The man felt the pressure around his body relax a little, and immediately shouted with a slightly nervous expression. .

As soon as his words fell, Wang Mo waved his hand slightly, Qingpi's attacking figure stopped for a moment, and Guanghua came down to his side in a flash.

Looking at the few people around, he grinned for a while, showing a threatening look.

"Chen Yunfeng, thank you fellow daoist for not killing me!" The man had to die, and before he could even wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead, he bowed his hands to Wang Mo.

"Long time no see! I miss you so much!" As for Chen Yunfeng, Wang Mo ignored him, but turned his head to look at the Bichao Sect and said indifferently.

"Gu...really...really you?" Xia Zhanfeng turned pale, swallowed subconsciously, and asked tremblingly with fear in his pupils.

"You are Wang Mo?" Ning Yuanshan is still the same as before. Although he had doubts before, Wang Mo is talking to the two at this time. , can be regarded as white blind.

The other two elders of Bi Chao Sect looked puzzled. If they were acquaintances, it would make sense not to kill them, but if they were acquaintances, why did they both feel fear? What does it look like?

When the people around him heard the words, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they all stared at Wang Mo with wide eyes, showing a look of horror.

Although the cultivation world of Great Xia is located in a remote place, and the situation is extremely strange, but the rumors of the past hundred years have long been familiar.

It was rumored back then that the person who had obtained countless treasures was actually the black and thin man in front of him?

"It seems that the memory of the two of you has not faded with the passage of time. I still remember the unknown pawn who was chased by you all those years ago!" At that time, his mood was surprisingly calm, as if he couldn't see the slightest killing intent.

"You...what do you want?" Xia Zhanfeng looked at him like this, although he was terrified in his heart, he still asked boldly.

"Hey! Wang Mo, it's been so long since what happened back then, let it fade away like this. Even if you think about it, your sister doesn't want to see you live in hatred!" Letting the extremely resolute man in front of him dissipate his murderous intentions, but in a flash of his heart, the emotional card was activated.

"Sister?" Wang Mo muttered to himself, his eyes showed a touch of remembrance and rare tenderness. At this moment, the evil spirit around him seemed to have dissipated, and it made people feel that he was a different person from before.

"Xia Zhanfeng died, I will not hold your family members accountable, Ning Yuanshan, for the persecution of me back then, for the sake of you being Master Shan'er, I will forgive you for chasing and killing me for profit, and I will cut off my arm Go, and your apprentice Guan Shihua, if he is not dead, tell him to wash his neck, and I will go to Bi Chaozong to find him!"

Looking up at the sky, a cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above, and he seemed to see Yang Shan'er's voice and smile vaguely. That kind woman seemed to have annihilated the evil spirit in Wang Mo's heart in an instant, making him who originally planned to kill Calm down.