Retrograde fairy way

"This... hey!"

Lu Juefeng sighed slightly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

With nearly a thousand years of practice, although he doesn't know much about the person from Tianfeng Xuangong, he is definitely the most difficult person to provoke in the entire Tianfeng Continent, and it can even be said that he is not one of them.

Because of his maverick behavior back then, the mainland monks have long been familiar with the deeds of that existence, and who would dare to poach someone under his nose?

"Hehe, fellow daoist Lu can devote himself to making profit for casual cultivators, and I am also deeply impressed. The matter of the Wuling Mountain mine vein has been fully listed in the jade slip. Presumably with the ability of fellow daoist, it will be able to be rectified properly. In the future, this place will also be regarded as scattered This is the place where the cultivation lineage can develop!"

Wang Mo smiled slightly and said in relief.

It has long been heard that many top casual cultivators on the mainland intend to form a casual cultivator alliance, but if they had not had many ties to Tianfeng Xuangong and felt that they owed Feng Wuxia a lot of favors, they would not have accepted that elder token .

In addition, he has no intention of participating in the competition for interests between forces. Although there will be many benefits, it will inevitably bring a lot of inconvenience and constraints, which is not in line with his original intention of cultivation.

After so many years in Wuling Mountain, I know a lot about Lu Juefeng's casual cultivator forces. This time, he came here because he showed a strong combat power and brought his disciples to make amends, but for his own Winning over is probably the most important thing.

It's just that although Wang Mo had already planned to make the Wuling Mountain mine vein a lone cultivator's control when all the sect cultivators plotted against him, he had no intention of joining it.

Even though the battle against the demons led to three casual cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, these three big monks seemed not to care much about power. .

In this way, it is natural to deal a big blow to the casual cultivators, but there is nothing they can do. They can only integrate the strength of the casual cultivators while the top sects are dealing with the demon cultivators, in order to form a real alliance and win a sliver of survival in the war of chaos. land.

"Forget it, since Daoyou Wang has already achieved something, I won't force you anymore. If there is a need in the future, Daoyou Wang will come anyway, and I will definitely help you!"

Lu Juefeng took a deep breath, collected his thoughts, and cupped his hands slightly.

"Hehe, there will definitely be troublesome places in the future!"

Wang Mo bowed his hand to return the gift, smiled lightly, and then changed the subject: "For the matter of the Wuling Mountain mine vein, I will trouble fellow Daoist Lu to contact the other people. I am going to retreat soon, but I can no longer manage it!"

"Alright, since this matter is related to the interests of my Loose Cultivation Alliance, the old man will go now, and fellow Daoist Wang can rest assured to retreat!"

Lu Juefeng nodded.

"During the next retreat, I hope Fellow Daoist Lu will say hello and take care of Yu and Liu!"

Wang Mo turned his eyes slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang don't worry about this matter, he will definitely not let them suffer any grievances!"

Lu Juefeng's eyes brightened, and he said.

"So, I can rest assured!"

Wang Mo nodded slightly, showing a hint of satisfaction on his face.

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hum!

Far above the place where the Heavenly Demon Sect was originally located in the Far North Demon Realm, circles of ripples suddenly flashed, and when the brilliance flashed, a figure in white clothes suddenly flashed out of it.

He has a feather fan scarf, white jade-like cheeks, and sword-shaped eyebrows slanted into the temples. It is impressive that he is Zhuge Chaohua who came together with the demon cultivator back then.

Whoosh!

As soon as this person appeared, his figure immediately fell downwards, falling into the Heavenly Demon Sect without hesitation.

When he was about to enter the Heavenly Demon Sect, several figures burst out from below and greeted him.

"Zhuge Zhaohua, what are you doing here?"

A strange man with green scales all over his body and a foot-long one-horn on his head glared fiercely at Zhuge Chaohua and shouted sharply.

"Of course something happened!"

Even though he was surrounded by three Huashen Moxiu, Zhuge Zhaohua still looked indifferent, shaking his folding fan unhurriedly.

"Hehe, you are really brave, but you are born with good skin and flesh. I don't know how it feels?"

The other demon cultivator with wings on his back was a female cultivator with a bulging chest, fair complexion, and an extremely beautiful appearance. With a coquettish smile, she stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips. Senhan's eyes wandered around her , as if looking for a place to lower his mouth.

It's just a hint of obscenity in the corner of his mouth. I don't know if the taste of what he said is the taste of Zhuge Zhaohua's meat or other tastes.

"Jie Jie, old monster Yin-Yang, did he fall in love with this little boy? Why don't you bring out some treasures, Lao Shijiao and I, let's fight together and take him down for you to enjoy?"

Another extremely strong figure, about three meters high, with a bronze color all over his body, said with a strange smile.

"If the two of you have this intention, the servants will be quite happy!"

Suddenly, the mixed voice of the female cultivator with wings resounded through the air, which made people get goosebumps immediately.

"Haha, it's so good!"

The green-armored demon cultivator raised his head and laughed wildly.

"You don't need to play tricks, is this how the Mage treats guests?"

Seeing the constant swearing by several people, even though Zhuge Chaohua is well-cultivated, he didn't frown in displeasure.

"Hey, are you angry? Why don't you let the servants come and extinguish the fire for you?"

The winged nun stretched her back, and she was about to stick it up.

But before his body approached, when Zhuge Chaohua was secretly on guard, a voice suddenly appeared in the sky, telling him to shut up immediately, and he stepped aside respectfully.

"Let him in!"

The voice seemed to be full of magical power, and people couldn't help but listen to it. Even Zhuge Zhaohua, when the voice appeared, straightened his clothes respectfully, and fell down in a flash.

"You kid still dare to call yourself a guest? Just because you are also worthy of being the guest of my ancestor of the magician?"

The three demon cultivators glared at him viciously, and then they incited their demonic energy to fall towards the other triangles of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the brilliance disappeared in a flash.

As soon as Zhuge Chaohua's light stopped in the distance, he flashed forward again.

At the same time, in a luxurious hall inside the Tianmo Sect, there are eight pillars with raging fire shining on the top, standing among them. In addition, there is a gorgeous table placed at the top of the hall. Chairs, followed by a man and four women, are among them.

That man was extremely handsome, and compared to the handsome Zhuge Zhaohua, he seemed to have an innate majesty. The young monk in black gold and green robes was sitting on a magnificent throne, Served by several beautiful young female cultivators, they enjoyed delicious food and wine.

Suddenly, a figure in white came slowly, it was Zhuge Zhaohua.

"The junior pays respects to the magician!"

Even though there wasn't any movement coming from the opponent's body, the moment Zhuge Zhaohua saw this person, he hurried forward a few steps and bowed in salute.

That young man is indeed the magician Eruo who is the most powerful person in the lower realm of distraction, the Heavenly Demon Realm.

With a random finger, Mage Erlo didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to enjoy the service of the beauties around him.

Under his signal, a female nun respectfully moved a seat from the side.

Zhuge Chaohua didn't dare to sit down at all. If he said he wasn't afraid of the other party, that would be absolutely impossible. Even though the other party was in the same realm as himself, there was a faint wave of distraction emanating from the other party's attention. However, it reminded him all the time that the other party was a Taoist magician.

But seeing that there is only one seat in the entire hall, one can see the majesty of Mage Eruo.

Mage Erluo didn't say a word, and Zhuge Zhaohua didn't dare to disturb him, but stood respectfully in the hall.

I don't know how long it took, as if he was tired of being served by the people around him, and as if he had just remembered Zhuge Chaohua, Magician Erluo suddenly looked up, and said with a surprised look: "Are you still here? Why? Is there something wrong?"

Zhuge Zhaohua's complexion froze, his face turned blue and white, he took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and asked in a deep voice: "Dare to ask, Lord Mage, why did you bring the breath of the real devil to the lower realm?"

"Oh, for this matter?"

Mage Erlo nodded innocently, smacked his lips and said, "Because someone has made me quite unhappy recently!"

"The matter of Feng Wuxia is purely due to the fact that the Tianfeng Continent relied on its own advantages. The Mage Master violated the regulations and brought the Ninth-Rank Supreme Treasure, the Breath of the True Demon. Wouldn't it be against the agreement with the ancestor of the Immortal Master?" The oath you made?"

Zhuge Chaohua frowned deeply, thinking he knew the reason, he was full of dissatisfaction.

"Hey, do you think that the loss of a dozen or twenty Huashen juniors can make me angry?"

On the handsome face of Mage Eruo, there was a hint of sneer, and he glanced at him with disdain and said.

"Master Mage, this junior respects you because you are a senior. Could it be that in order to lose the battle, you can violate your oath and use things that should not be used? Don't you dare to admit that you have done it in your capacity? "

Zhuge Zhaohua seemed to be irritated by his contemptuous glance, and shouted in a deep voice with his face flushed.

It's just that he didn't realize why he was so easily distracted when he was always as calm as himself.

"Hahahaha!"

Hearing these words, Mage Eruo suddenly raised his head and laughed, as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.

"Isn't it? Master Mage, in your capacity, if you do such a thing, you really won't be afraid of ridicule by all the immortal masters?"

The contempt and disdain one after another seemed to be because the other party's cultivation level was not comparable to his own, but such an insult to himself completely angered this top genius disciple of Tianyuan Palace, Zhuge Chaohua's eyes shot out a trace of anger.

"Little guy, you are quite courageous, dare to yell at me, didn't those old guys in your family tell you that I can kill you at any time?"

Mage Eruo restrained his smile, looked at Zhuge Chaohua with disdain and said.

"What? Impossible?"

Zhuge Chaohua was startled, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Hey, what's impossible? You're just a Huashen disciple, and this seat is the ultimate existence in the spiritual realm. If you think that this seat will kill you, what can those old guys do?"

Mage Erlo sneered, spit out the fruit core lightly, took a sip of the wine from the wine glass.

"Impossible... Impossible, you have made an oath with the ancestor, you can't take action against me... Absolutely impossible..."

Hearing his words, Zhuge Zhaohua seemed to have been greatly stimulated, a trace of panic appeared in his eyes, and his eyes were full of horror when he looked at Mage Erluo, and he stuttered.

If you look carefully, you can definitely see that there is an abnormal red light flickering in the bottom of his eyes. At this time, Zhuge Chaohua's foolish words seem strange and abnormal.

Under the service of the female cultivator, Mage Erluo looked at Zhuge Zhaohua with great enjoyment, as if he was watching a clown, with great interest.