Retrograde fairy way

Boom!

A sound louder than the muffled thunder burst out, and the invisible sound wave swayed around for a while, even with the blessing of the formation restraint, it couldn't help falling down at any time.

In the void where the silver-gray brilliance submerged, a pitch-black hole cracked with a buzzing sound, and the truncated silver-gray beam of light just sank into it.

But the strange thing is that the jet-black hole seems to be able to absorb any light, and the silver-gray beam of light penetrates into it without knowing how deep it is, and you can no longer see the slightest bit.

The three of them looked at the huge mouth of a ferocious beast that radiated a faint black glow, but they didn't have the slightest fear. Instead, they all sat cross-legged on the ground with relaxed expressions, and took out the spirit stone or the elixir to recover. .

As time passed, calm was restored in the cave again, until a few months later, there was a humming sound from the dark gap, and a majestic breath burst out .

It seems to be from far to near, until several hours later, a huge thing like the corner of a boat with bursts of black light flashed out from within.

Then it rushed out of it with a bang, and it was a boat with a size of several tens of feet, and the whole body exuded a cold and faint light.

Fortunately, this underground cave is extremely wide, not to mention tens of feet, even hundreds of feet are enough to hold it.

The moment the big ship appeared, the three demon cultivators had already stood there waiting quietly, their eyes full of excitement.

"finally come!"

The three of them looked at each other and let out a big sigh of relief.

Whoosh whoosh!

Then there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and hundreds of monks with strong aura fell from the big ship one after another, but these people were of different shapes and colors, some of them were the same as others, and some were extremely ugly, like Like monsters, they really come in all shapes and forms.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

The leading young cultivator stretched out his dark black rolled gold robe, and he spoke calmly when he saw the three people waiting there.

hiss!

Hearing this, Er Duomo took a deep breath, crawled to the ground and kowtowed: "Er Duo Mo, pay homage to Mr. Eruo Mage!"

Shaqiu Hun and Yue Qianlong heard the words, and hurriedly looked back at the other monks, their eyes were full of shock, and then, like Er Duomo, they knelt down and said, "My lord Mage!"

At the same time, doubts flashed in the hearts of the three people, why did the Lord Mage come in person?

"Get up!"

Erlo's expression was indifferent, and his eyes swept around slightly.

"Thank you, Lord Mage!"

The three hurriedly kowtowed their heads in thanks, then got up, and stood beside him respectfully, showing no signs of arrogance.

"It seems that something happened to you!"

Uro turned to the three of them.

"Master Qi, my subordinates are not doing well, let me..."

A look of fear flashed on Erduomo's face, and he knelt down on the ground again with a thud, telling all the previous things in fear.

"Oh, so to speak, this world is quite difficult to win!"

Eruo raised his eyebrows, and then changed the topic: "Get up, you are not to blame for this matter, I also encountered some obstacles in the upper realm, and the old guys in Muyun Lingyu have already noticed the matter in this realm! "

"This……"

The three of them looked at each other when they heard the words, and when they wanted to speak, they thought of their identity, but they kept silent, but there was more or less a trace of worry on their faces.

"It's okay, I just signed an agreement with those immortal cultivators who talk to themselves!"

Seeming to see the worry of the three, Erlo looked indifferent, and then turned his head to the monks and said indifferently: "Come out!"

The three of them looked at the crowd suspiciously, not knowing what they meant.

"Meet the magician!"

The crowd parted, and a young man in white came out and walked up to E Luo, with a respectful expression, but he bowed in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and did not kneel down and salute like the three demon cultivators.

Looking at his feather fan scarf and fluttering white clothes, he looks good, but he is dressed as a scholar, with an extra elegance and elegance, which is exactly the opposite of the handsome and extraordinary Er Luo.

"Cultivator of Immortals!

The three demon cultivators have such sharp eyesight that they can see the identity of the young man in white at a glance, and they can't help but forget that Er Luo is beside them, and exclaimed.

"Three fellow Taoists, Zhuge Chaohua of Tianyuan Palace, you are being polite here!"

The young man in white turned to bow his hands to the three of them, showing a faint smile, talking and laughing happily among the demon cultivators without any timidity, not to mention that there was a strong magician beside him.

"Okay, you can go, remember the instructions of those old things, or don't blame me for being cruel!"

Eruo raised his eyebrows, and said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Thank you sorcerer for reminding me, this junior will go now!"

Zhuge Chaohua bowed and saluted, and then walked out of the cave, those restrictions seemed to be nothing in his eyes, and with a slight wave of the folding fan in his hand, an invisible breath radiated out, pushing them to both sides.

"Master Mage..."

The three of them watched Zhuge Chaohua leave in a daze. Er Duomo couldn't help it, and subconsciously wanted to ask, but when he saw Er Luo's gloomy expression, he quickly stopped talking.

"The three of you should improve your cultivation as soon as possible. After ten years, I will conquer this world in one fell swoop, and let those old guys in Mu Yun Lingyu give up this world obediently!"

Eruo squinted at the three of them, and ordered lightly.

"Yes!"

The three shrank their necks, did not dare to say more, and bowed in response.

"Listen, within ten years, absorb the breath of this world, adapt to the laws of this world, and control all the sects in this area without any omissions, and set up teleportation at the border Quite clear?

Erlo nodded slightly, and turned to the group of monks behind him who didn't say a word.

"Follow the orders of Lord Mage!"

Hundreds of imposing monks agreed in unison, and immediately a strong hurricane was stirred up, echoing faintly and hummingly in the cave.

……

"Why is there no movement? Could it be that the prediction was wrong? It's been three years. Why didn't those demon cultivators launch an attack?"

In Yunxiao Pavilion, Ye Chongyang sat in the secret room with his brows slightly frowned, the situation was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Since he got the Jade Shadow Sword, he gathered the power of Yunxiao Pavilion and notified the strongest of the other first-class sects.

Just let it gather forces like Yunxiao Pavilion, did not tell the reason, and combined the teleportation array with it.

The masters of these sects are all Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks. Faced with the instructions of Ye Chongyang, the great cultivator of Huashen, they naturally did not dare to neglect them. When they wanted to ask, they were intimidated and did not mention it.

But these old monsters who have lived for nearly a thousand years all vaguely feel the atmosphere of a storm.

At his invitation, Feng Wuxia temporarily put aside the previous grievances in consideration of the urgency of the matter, and connected with Yunxiao Pavilion in accordance with the ancestral rules and ancestral instructions of opening the teleportation array in times of crisis.

And just like Tianyun Prefecture, all the sects of first-class forces have secretly opened the teleportation arrays in their sects.

"Huh? Such a strong breath, it looks like the devil He Lianyun, how dare he come here?"

Suddenly, Ye Chongyang frowned with doubts on his face, and flew out of the secret room in a flash.

Then he opened the surrounding restrictions, and disappeared into the clouds and mist above him in a flash.

"Fellow Daoist Helian is very interested. I just killed... Eh? Your arm?"

As soon as he came out of Yunxiao Pavilion, Ye Chongyang looked at a white cloud, said indifferently, and then his face changed and he whispered.

"Brother Ye, didn't you see this?"

There was a flash of blood, and He Lianyun, whose left arm was broken, appeared, with an ugly smile on his face, and said quite lonely, but his face, which was originally slightly ferocious, now looked more like a ghost generally.

"What kind of trick is this fellow Daoist Helian playing?"

Ye Chongyang frowned deeply, and then looked around cautiously, his face relaxed when he didn't notice anything unusual.

"Brother Ye, Helian didn't know anyone, and fell for that old monster's tricks, so he came here to apologize!"

He Lianyun showed a wry smile, then put one hand on his chest, bowed deeply to Ye Chongyang and saluted.

"Brother Helian, please speak directly, don't beat around the bush again!"

Ye Chongyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a flash of brilliance.

"Hehe, brother Ye is quick to speak, so Helian will stop talking nonsense. I want Brother Ye to come forward and contact all the cultivators who transform the gods on the mainland to resist the evil cultivators of the upper realm!"

He Lianyun smiled miserably, and said in a slightly dejected manner.

"Hey, resist the upper realm demon cultivator? I think you want me to die together?"

Ye Chongyang was startled, but there was a sneer on his face, and a cold light shot out from his eyes.

"It seems that you have already received the Jade Shadow Sword that Mr. Li sent out before he was suppressed! But Brother Ye, please judge the truth of Helian's words after reading this item. Don't lie to Brother Ye, Fellow Daoist Luo Chonglou, I've already fallen, if the two of us hadn't exchanged the natal soul cards, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to appear here!"

He Lianyun could only respond with a bitter smile to his skeptical attitude, and threw out a jade slip casually with a twitch of his cheeks.

"Humph!"

Ye Chongyang took a deep look at him, squeezed the jade slip into his hand, and casually squeezed out a spell into it.

There was a soft buzzing sound, and a curtain of light suddenly floated in the jade slip, and the shadows on it were vivid, and it was a jade slip with pictures.

As time passed, the images on the jade slips were displayed in front of Ye Chongyang one after another, and his complexion became more and more gloomy and regretful.

The content in that picture is exactly the bit by bit after He Lianyun and Luo Chonglou first came into contact with the demonic cultivators of the upper realm, and they were all engraved in it one by one, obviously they had been prepared for a long time.

What Ye Chongyang regretted was that if he had entered the Demon Realm together with the other cultivators of Transforming God when he received the Shadow Jade Sword sent by Li Yuyang a few years ago, he would have wiped out all those Demon Cultivators by now.

But at this time, it is obviously impossible. In the past few years, there must have been a lot of changes.

The rest of the cultivators, like him, chose to wait and see, and none of them dared to propose to enter the demon realm to investigate.

"Okay, this time Ye will trust you once, come in!"

After reading the contents of the jade slip, Ye Chongyang's expression was serious, he put away the jade slip with a flick of his wrist, and then waved his hand to open the forbidden path.

In Yunxiao Pavilion, Ye Chongyang is confident that he will be able to face several undefeated players of the same level with one of the big formations. Not to mention one Helianyun, even if there are ten, I am afraid that he will not be able to please him.

This is also the reason why he is not afraid of being besieged here.

"call!"

Hearing what he said, He Lianyun heaved a sigh of relief, restrained his breath, and followed in a flash.

One of the two looked serious, the other looked slightly depressed, and they entered it side by side.

At this time, He Lianyun had already transformed from the Demon Realm into a god of cultivation, and became a bereaved dog.