Retrograde fairy way

The power of space stirred up bursts of low-pitched buzzing above the sky, forming circles of ripples that shot out in all directions.

The moment the two disappeared, a faint green glow flashed below, revealing the dignified figure of Wang Mo.

His eyes swept across the ripples, and without the slightest hesitation, he made a tactic with both hands, and swung a large piece of green-gold true energy, which suddenly caught the flag that fell on the ground.

As if aware of the crisis, the black light all over Banqi's body suddenly exploded, and as soon as it came into contact with Zhenyuan, he wanted to break free from its shackles with a hissing sound.

The ghosts and ghosts covered by its demonic energy let out bursts of ear-piercing and sharp roars at the moment when the thunder element's true essence and demonic energy came into contact to cancel each other out.

In the desperate struggle, he wanted to escape, but he was still bound by an invisible force, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

"receive!"

To Wang Mo's surprise, this flag turned out to be something without an owner, and he took it into his hands without letting him use much real energy.

It's just that the demonic energy above this resisted a little bit.

His eyes swept across the banner with a little doubt, and he knew that this was just a low-grade real treasure, and its function was not very powerful, but it could simply absorb ghosts and ghosts, and cooperate with the soul-absorbing array on the ground.

After walking in the Demon Realm for so many years, he still has eyesight.

Grabbing the formation plate on the ground with one hand, putting the flags together into the ring, and sprinting away to the distance without the slightest pause.

At the moment it was moving, there was a sudden wave in the air, and a ripple appeared tens of miles away, and then there was a soft whoosh, and a blood-colored figure exuding a gloomy cold air escaped from it.

To be precise, it should be two ways, one is the bloody robe that turned into a heavenly ghost, and the other is the Nascent Soul of the man in black robe, but it is held in the hand by the giant claws of the bloody robe, and its whole body is covered with bloody brilliance and demonic energy. In the flashing, it can be seen that there are several blood lights in his long body, as if he was restrained.

As soon as the bloody clothes appeared, he rushed towards Wang Mo, turned into the appearance of a three-year-old child, and sat on his shoulder.

And Wang Mo took the Nascent Soul from his hand without the slightest hesitation, took out several jade talismans and sealed it into the jade box, and galloped forward for dozens of miles again, only then Pause and pull down where the messy trees are everywhere.

With a flick of his wrist, he took out a golden formation plate, and then a faint golden brilliance flashed in the air, and Wang Mo disappeared when he entered it.

In an instant, the golden brilliance also faded away, as if it had never appeared before.

Not long after Wang Modun entered the Fengjin Five Prison Formation, a violent and powerful divine consciousness suddenly flashed across the sky.

As if a heaven-shattering breath approached in an instant, a hurricane was stirred up, and the blowing sand and stones were scattered in all directions, and the clouds that rolled the sky were scattered to both sides.

"boom!"

What followed was an undisguised wild aura, but under this aura, there was a softness like ice, as if it could freeze the void.

I saw a blue-yellow light, like a shooting star, piercing the sky in an instant, and with a bang, it fell into the dilapidated town before, where the black-robed man was.

"Huh? It's gone?"

As soon as the light faded away, a tall figure was revealed. His face was extremely handsome, and his sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, but his dark eyes gave him a sinister and obscene look.

"No, he was killed!"

Suddenly, the man's eyes turned, and a scarlet letter spit out from his mouth, back and forth in the air, his eyes suddenly flashed coldly.

Then a more tyrannical cold light erupted from his body, sweeping towards the surroundings as if in anger, and in the midst of the bang, with him as the center, an invisible wave of light spread to the surroundings.

I saw the surrounding walls and trees, as if encountering an extremely tyrannical force in an instant, they turned into powder and scattered in all directions.

"The aura of the visitor is not strong, and he will never reach the realm of the Nascent Soul. It turned out to be a rare thunder-type vitality, huh? There was even a Blood Demon Cultivator, and the two joined forces to kill that person, even his Nascent Soul There was no escape.

There is still the power of spatial fluctuations here, even if it is me, I can only break through the power of space with all my strength. Could it be that the blood dao demon cultivator who made the move is actually in the realm of Nascent Soul Dzogchen?

It's not right, if this person really has such a powerful cultivation base, he can escape openly, and he will definitely not join hands with the monk with the vitality of the thunder element. It seems that he must have used some method to escape.

Even I can't detect it, which is very interesting!However, if you die, you will die. The ancestor once said that you just don’t need to take care of this group of demon cultivators, and everything else is up to them. Now it is obvious that they are killing each other, but I can’t blame me! "

This handsome man stretched out his consciousness and glanced around, but in the end he found nothing, his expression changed several times, and he muttered to himself.

In his words, it seems to be justifying himself, and it seems to be speaking to the hidden people around him.

As soon as the words fell, the bluish-yellow demonic aura around his body exploded, soaring into the sky, disappearing in place in an instant, and galloping away on the way he came.

……

"Whoosh!"

A blue rainbow streaked across the sky, and galloped several miles away in an instant. Judging by the speed of its escape, it seemed that it was undoubtedly a strong alchemist.

The monks who passed by from time to time looked up at the sky, watching the fading light gradually disappearing in the distance, their eyes showed envy and jealousy, or sighed, and they moved forward again when they shook their heads slightly.

Such a situation has become commonplace in the past few years, and it is not the same as before, when the alchemy cultivator didn't show up very much.

Because the beast tide broke out so suddenly, within tens of thousands of miles of Tianfeng Prefecture's proximity to the Gulong Mountain Range, all the places where the mortals lived were wiped out.

Countless mortals or monks were ruthlessly devoured by monsters, just like humans entered the Gulong Mountains and hunted monsters. The essence of their flesh and blood was refined into special materials for cultivating elixir. It is refined into various magic weapons, and its demon core and demon pill are refined into various panaceas for the cultivation of human monks.

At this moment, the situation is just reversed.

The so-called, whoever kills, people will always kill him; whoever kills demons, demons will always kill him!That's it!

Facing the sudden horde of beasts, even though there were many forces resisting it, they were still wiped out by the boundless monsters.

Even though many of these forces are second-rate or even first-rate power branches.

According to the rumors, several demon saints from the monster clan took action this time, and several large towns that were stubbornly resisting, waiting for rescue, and even the sects were destroyed, and all the monks in them were devoured by the monsters.

Under the leadership of an unknown number of demon saints, the monster clan is as powerful as a bamboo, and the army is as far as tens of thousands of miles in Tianfeng Prefecture.

This situation has continued for several years. It was not until a few months ago that the major sects reacted and sent a large number of monks to help out.

These sects were really angry when they dispatched troops this time. At least one Nascent Soul cultivator was dispatched, and some first-class sects even had several Nascent Soul cultivators.

These sects, when the beast tide broke out, originally thought that they would just let ordinary disciples come out to practice, and some elite disciples would lead the younger generation of disciples to come.

Unexpectedly, most of them turned into monsters eating in their mouths.

What's more, the whole army was wiped out.

How can Zongmen accept this?

For the first time, these sects did not communicate with each other to discuss, and sent their own strong men to avenge this.

But Tianfeng Prefecture is so vast, and most of the sects are too far away from here. Even if there are extremely rare flying treasures among the sects, it will take a long time to get here.

After such a delay, the range of the beast tide directly extended to hundreds of thousands of miles.

With the passage of time, the inland powerhouses began to gather, forming a huge line of defense to keep many monsters out.

It was rumored that the Human Nascent Soul Saint had several negotiations with the Monster Beast Fourth Rank Monster Saint, but in the end they all broke up unhappy.

The two sides also fought a real fire, within hundreds of thousands of miles occupied by the monsters, because they were caught off guard, even the Nascent Soul saints fell, let alone other monks.

"Mozun He Lianyun and Luo Chonglou sent so many infant saints to collect ghosts and ghosts. What are you going to do?"

Walking on the streets of the town, Wang Mo, who turned into a middle-aged man, casually glanced at the stalls on the street, but in his heart, he was thinking about what he had obtained from the soul search of the magic cultivator, Nascent Soul.

However, he obtained very little useful information. The most important thing is that He Lianyun and Luo Chonglou, the two big demon cultivators, secretly summoned a large number of Nascent Soul Saints. Stationed to the border of the Demon Realm.

Then sneak into the major states to hide their whereabouts, and they must not easily expose their possessions.

When the beast tide breaks out, let them use the soul-gathering banner to collect the ghosts and resentments of the victims in the beast tide. As long as they collect enough ghosts and ghosts, they can get a good treasure.

What made Wang Mo feel suspicious was that before this demon cultivator gathered ghosts and ghosts with great fanfare and without concealment, he didn't believe that the monster clan would not notice such a huge movement.

But what was strange was that no monster came to inquire, especially later, the aura he observed through the formation made his heart palpitate.

It's so close, and I only came to check after I noticed the wave of hands-on with the magic cultivator, as if there was something tricky in it.

Thinking of the inexplicable fall of Xiong Yuanba and the strange deeds of the monster snake clan, a bold guess flashed in Wang Mo's mind.

That is, Long Tianqing, the ancestor of the monster snake clan, reached a certain kind of deal with He Lianyun and Luo Chonglou, and even had contact with them many years ago.

Since he practiced so far, Wang Mo is no longer the hot-blooded young man who didn't understand anything when he was just a fledgling.

For countless years, the grievances and grievances between the two races of humans and demons, and the great war thousands of years ago, plus the weird situation in the cultivation world of Daxia.

Wang Mo only felt that an invisible object in his mind was gradually forming in his mind, and when he wanted to touch the truth, it would shatter at the touch of a button.

"Huh, don't think about it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. The things that Huashen Daxiu sought are too far away for me!"

These thoughts flashed across his mind, and Wang Mo couldn't help but feel dizzy for a while, he shook his head fiercely, and threw the thoughts out of his mind.

His eyes glanced at the surrounding stalls, and he calculated his future itinerary in his mind. There were bursts of yelling and selling in his ears, and his eyes couldn't help showing a thoughtful look.

Suddenly, Wang Mo, who was walking, paused, and his eyes stopped in front of a wide gate, where there was a striking signboard with four large characters written in flying and phoenix dances.