Retrograde fairy way

Seeing the movement of the three in the distance, Wang Mo frowned slightly, turned his wrist, and took out a dark green jade talisman that exuded a terrifying aura, staring at the three people's every move in the sand screen, as if calculating Time, it seems to be checking the timing of the shot, and it seems to be hesitating whether to spend another fifth-order jade talisman.

Just as the three demons thought, it was precisely because of Sha Mosuo's treasure that Wang Mo was able to use the fifth-order jade talisman so generously.

If it wasn't for the fear that the power of the fifth-order jade talisman would hurt the cultivators of Tianfeng Continent in the sky above Tianlang City, and Tianlang City is below, Wang Mo might have used this treasure already.

It is more than a thousand miles away from Tianlang City, Wang Mo naturally has no worries, and he uses it without any scruples.

But at this moment, I saw that fat demon cultivator seemed to glance at himself, and suddenly pushed the jade plate with both hands, and his tall figure fell behind the other two demons in a flash. It suddenly slapped on the backs of the two demons.

Looking from a distance, I don't know what method the fat demon cultivator used. Suddenly, the two demons were restrained, and then turned into a cloud of blood mist, even the Nascent Soul didn't escape.

At the same time, he was then directly driven into the jade plate.

"What a ruthless means!"

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo, who has been paying attention to the situation of the three demons, still doesn't understand what the fat demon has done.

But at the next moment, Wang Mo's complexion changed, and his body flickered, and he turned around to another place again.

I saw that Fat Moxiu melted all the two demons into the jade plate, and when the light curtain suddenly rose, the yellow sand was pushed back in bursts, and he himself pulled back and flew back.

In an instant, some secret technique was used, and it turned into a flash of light, and escaped an unknown distance in an instant.

"What a strong man cut off his wrist!"

Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Wang Mo squinted his eyes slightly, scanned the place where Fat Moxiu disappeared, and put away the dark green jade talisman with a flick of his wrist.

Facing the obstruction of the fifth-order spell, even he had to avoid its edge and pursue it from the other side, otherwise he would be involved in it, and there would be no life or death.

To Wang Mo's regret, three extremely precious fifth-order jade talismans were spent, and it turned out to be this kind of ending, which made Wang Mo, who originally got a few more Nascent Souls, a little unhappy.

However, being able to leave a defensive profound treasure made Wang Mo feel a little relieved, after all such treasures have always been rare.

Looking at the fifth-level spells that were in a stalemate in front of him, Wang Mo secretly clicked his tongue. Looking at the power of these fifth-level spells, he could see the power of transforming gods, like a glimpse of a leopard.

Just the constant ripples in space alone are enough to seriously injure a Nascent Soul cultivator, let alone break into it.

As time passed little by little, for about thirty breaths, the roar in the sky stopped, and the brilliance slowly dissipated.

Whoosh!

With a flash of Wang Mo's figure, he shot towards the jade plate emitting a faint bluish-yellow brilliance and several treasures, and took one of them into his hand before they flew away by themselves.

"Good treasure!"

Looking at the jade plate with dim light and a little sluggish breath, Wang Mo stroked his fingers slightly, and blurted out his consciousness after sweeping over it.

Even under the 'yellow sand to the sky' technique, the fat demon cultivator melted the two demons into the jade plate at the last moment, and was able to block the technique, but he was only slightly damaged. Weakened its reputation as a treasure of defense.

This treasure was so used by the fat demon cultivator, and the imprint of spiritual consciousness inside it was directly washed away by the violent devil energy, which saved Wang Mo's means of trying to expel it.

The rest of the treasures are nothing more than the leftovers of the two, among them are the Cui Ning Rakshasa Knife and the Tianxiang Yuluopa, but seeing that the fat Moxiu even gave up what was at his fingertips and ran away in a panic, it can be seen To what extent is the fear in his heart.

It's just that, even treasures like Xuanbao and Yupan can be discarded at the last moment, so I don't think too much about it.

"Wow..."

Suddenly, a slightly low-pitched cry of an eagle sounded in Wang Mo's arms, making the corners of his mouth twitch.

"You little guy..."

Wang Mo shook his head helplessly, laughed and cursed in a low voice, suddenly his figure faltered, and the severe pain and exhaustion in his mind hit him like waves.

"hiss!"

Even though his concentration was astonishing, he couldn't help but gasped, and his figure couldn't stop staggering down.

"call!"

After falling to the ground, he hurriedly activated the formula without daring to neglect, the black air around him swirled suddenly, and suddenly a phantom floated out from behind.

Then I saw the blue and black lines on his bare skin, like living things, slowly retreating, and finally merged into the phantom, forming a group of hideous phantoms, but they were honest and honest. Stay behind Wang Mo.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the phantom surged and gathered into the size of a fist, and disappeared in the hair on the back of his head in a flash.

After the Heavenly Demon Transformation was lifted, there was a crackling sound in Wang Mo's body, and he regained his original height, and sat down on the ground with a plop.

"It seems to be a bit of a loss!"

He touched his chin subconsciously, and found that his hand was a bit prickly, but it was covered with stubble. Wang Mo laughed at himself with a wry smile.

Then he closed his eyes, sensed the situation of the green skin and the bloody clothes for a while, opened his eyes after a while, thought for a while, then took out the elixir, and set up several formations on the spot to recover.

……

Time flies like a white horse, and a few days pass by in a flash.

After several days of battle in Tianlang City, the record of driving away twelve great saints of the demon race has spread to hundreds of thousands of miles around. It is even rumored that a demon monk was killed on the spot by a human monk The Great Saint of the Clan.

Although it is not comparable to the battle of transforming gods experienced in the past few decades, in recent years, because of Feng Wuxia's sacrifice to destroy the demons, all the demon monks retreated, and the result was that there was no such thing as before.

At this time, there was such a battle again, which naturally attracted many monks to spread the word.

However, in this battle, the Tianfeng mainland monks lost several people, including two monster monks and one human monk, and there were as many as seven or eight seriously injured.

Among them, the most serious ones are the three demon cultivators, namely the arm-armed ape, the iron-winged owl, and the lone wolf green-horned beast. The three of them have cultivated at the middle stage of the fourth level and beat the three great saints of the demon race. With the help of many saints, but also suffered heavy losses.

Among them, the iron-armed ape was the most seriously injured. It was rumored that the demon infants showed signs of collapse. If the demon clan hadn't occupied the Gulong Mountain Range, there were many treasures in it, and they would all be in danger of dying on the spot.

Five or six of the other human saints were also seriously injured, but luckily they didn't hurt their foundations.

As for the human monk who was born out of nowhere and killed a demon saint, he was naturally the target of many human forces' attention, especially the many Nascent Soul saints stationed in Tianlang City at this time.

For this monk, he tried his best to inquire about his information, and what he thought was nothing more than to win him over. Maybe there were people with ulterior motives among them, but this time his thoughts were in vain.

Especially when it was rumored that this cultivator was Wang Mo, who had achieved such a great reputation and traveled across the Demon Realm 200 years ago, it attracted countless younger monks, who all regarded him as a role model.

You know, looking at the mainland for tens of thousands of years, it can be said that there is no one who can reach such a situation in more than 200 years. How can such a person not be highly respected?

In particular, under the impetus of someone with a heart, everything about this monk has been rumored.

Many Nascent Soul saints have already left in the past few days. Although many forces have investigated in many ways, a Nascent Soul saint wants to hide his whereabouts.

At the same time, the monk who was on the cusp of the storm sat casually in a courtyard, and there were four or five other monks, male and female, sitting or standing talking in one place.

"Unexpectedly, when we saw each other again back then, Fellow Daoist Wang was able to kill the Great Sage of the Demon Race. It really made me feel ashamed!"

Jin Zhi was wearing a dignified golden-white long dress, she was a little moved, but also had lingering fears, as if thinking of the situation when she first met Wang Mo back then, she shook her head slightly and said.

"That's right, it's really unbelievable. You Wang Daoyou is only in the mid-Yuanying period, but you have such combat power. It's really the best in the past and the present!"

Guan Yongshan sighed with a strand of beard under his chin.

"Yeah, think of me waiting for hundreds of years to practice, really..."

Another middle-aged monk named Han Chongming, who was one of the saints Wang Mo saved in Qihun City back then, was a little emotional and a little hard to say.

"With the talent of Daoist Wang, he will definitely be able to ascend to the position of Great Cultivator in the future!"

The last young monk named Li Qingshuo said with a hint of compliment on his face.

This person is only in the early days of Yuanying, so when facing Wang Mo, who can kill the great sage, he is naturally more cautious. You must know that with this kind of combat power, killing him is as easy as killing the alchemy cultivator who built the foundation .

"Everyone is serious. It's just relying on some foreign objects. Is it like this without seeing me?"

In the face of several people's emotions one after another, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth twitched slightly, he touched the bridge of his nose as if mocking himself, and pointed to his hair.

"Ha ha!"

For a moment, several people were stunned, and then laughed lightly as if infected by Wang Mo's casualness.

And the pretty female nun who stood by and served the four of them was Sang Ying, the apprentice of Jinzhi. Seeing Wang Mo's 30-year-old face and the gray hair at the tips, a look of pity flashed in her eyes, but seeing Wang Mo From Mo's point of view, it was a blink of an eye.

"father……"

Suddenly, there was a stuttering voice, and a gleam of fluorescent light crossed the small courtyard in an instant and went straight to Wang Mo.

The people present, as if they were not surprised, were still smiling, but they stopped their hands and looked at Wang Mo with a smile.

On his shoulders, there is already a jade eagle that is as white as jade and as long as a foot, and it is affectionately holding Wang Mo's hair.

Sensing the teasing look in everyone's eyes, Wang Mo looked helpless, shook his head slightly, grabbed the jade eagle from his shoulder, stared at her and said word by word: "Don't call like that again, otherwise... Otherwise, there will be no wine to drink in the future!"

"Father... wine!"

As soon as he heard the word "wine", Yuying's eyes shone brightly, and he twisted his body to wake up urgently.

"Okay, okay, stop barking, and give you wine!"

Wang Mo stroked his slightly sore forehead, turned his wrist helplessly, and took out a sapphire vial, and then took out a small wine cup, and poured a full cup for it.

Slip!

With a soft sound, the jade eagle jumped out of Wang Mo's palm impatiently, pounced on it, stretched out its sharp beak, but lightly picked up the wine cup, raised its neck, and the blue-red wine inside burst Everything went into his mouth, not a drop leaked out.