Retrograde fairy way

There were constant bangs outside the light curtain, and the aura of the blood clothes was still slowly increasing, but the same was true for the eight blood souls. Although the growth was not as obvious as it was, the total of the eight blood souls was much more than that.

As a result, the decline of Xueyi became more and more obvious.

The situation of Xue Yi at this time naturally fell into Wang Mo's eyes, but right now he has nothing to do.

He knew very well in his heart that if the blood clothes were defeated, he would only have to run for his life.

The blood soul who controls the complete blood prison array will never let his delicious 'snack' leave.

"This is……"

Seeing that the arranged array was about to be breached again, Wang Mo, who frowned and pondered the countermeasures, glanced under the huge array, and his eyes couldn't help but concentrate.

I saw countless bloody resentment in the pit, converging into streams of airflow, merging into the nine vortexes upwards, and the positions facing them were the nine main souls.

Squinting his eyes slightly, scanning the nine vortexes, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

He took out more than a dozen formation disks casually and sealed the hole.

Then he stretched out his right hand and fumbled in his bosom. When his right hand appeared, there were already several rings on his open palm.

Scratching his head, he realized that he had forgotten where to put those things, so he couldn't help but search them one by one.

After a cup of tea, he finally took out two dark red semicircular objects and a jade slip of the same color from the third ring.

He put the jade slip on his forehead, examined it, then raised his head to take a look at the situation in the bloody clothes at this time, took a light breath, lowered his head suddenly, and waved his left hand at the headless corpse.

A blue-golden light flashed, and with a crackling sound, the bones inside turned into fly ash and scattered, leaving only a few storage rings, a dark-gold crown, and a dark-red strange robe.

Put them all into your hands, and then put the magic weapon into the ring, and check these rings.

Not long after, he took out a jade slip that was also dark red, and searched it carefully.

"Phew! It seems almost the same. Fortunately, this thing is composed of nine small formations, otherwise it would be really difficult!"

After careful calculation, it was finally determined that it was feasible. Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to himself with a relaxed expression, and then put all the innumerable things in his hands into his arms, leaving only the two half-moon-shaped dark red objects.

This thing is glowing with a dark red brilliance, it doesn't look very eye-catching when you look at it, but if you take a deep look, you will feel an inexplicable chill, and there is a kind of magic sound lingering in your ears, which makes you unconscious In a trance.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Wang Mo's complexion changed, and an abnormal blush appeared on it, and then the corners of his mouth squirmed slightly, and when there was a soft puff, a ball of blood spurted out, and all fell on the two half-moon-shaped objects above.

hum!

The dead thing that was not moving at first, with its blood mixed in, suddenly burst into blood, buzzing continuously, and floated independently.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo was not surprised at all, his hands waved suddenly, and he played out a series of mysterious magic formulas, sinking into them.

Kacha Kacha, a few crackling sounds passed by, and I saw that the thing that was originally two pieces split suddenly, forming six larger and six smaller pieces.

There was a clanging sound, and the six smaller fragments fell to the ground weakly, and the whole body was dim.

The only difference is that the six larger fragments are the same octagonal shape, densely covered with fine lines, and there are streams of yin, cold and bloody evil spirits emerging.

The six smaller fragments are two symmetrical existences. If the two are in the same place, they are exactly the same size as the larger one, as if they were split from the middle.

This thing is nothing else, it is exactly what Wang Mo made when he met Duan Yuanfeng in the Demon Realm, and smashed through the Nine Nether Blood Prison.

It's just that this thing is composed of nine small formations, which were combined and refined into a large formation. When Wang Mo chopped it down with a halberd, it only smashed the center of the formation and the two auxiliary formations.

The time was running short, so using the blood refinement technique to refine the formation plate would naturally divide the nine small formations, and the six smaller half-pieces were naturally the three small formations cut by him.

boom!

Just at this time, the defensive cover it set up was breached, and amidst the bang, a glint of cold blood shot towards him in the brilliance that radiated all over the sky.

"call!"

Exhaling lightly, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and spit out a touch of green-gold brilliance from his mouth, and then a burst of sharp bursting air slashed towards the blood light.

An ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clanging passed by, and the blood light was cut into pieces immediately. When the blue rainbow flashed, the Zhang Xu long Cangming Halberd hummed and rolled back in front of Wang Mo.

Then he stomped his feet hard, and there was a loud bang. When the rocks shot out, his figure suddenly jumped out. Before the blood soul that had been staring at him could react, his figure flashed into the huge under the array.

Chi Chi made teeth-stinging sounds, and as soon as Wang Mo's figure entered the bottom, he was enveloped by the ubiquitous bloody resentment within it, which immediately melted his whole body's true energy and made continuous noises.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he threw his hands outwards suddenly, and the six complete small formation disks scattered under the formation disk with a few sharp swishing sounds.

"open!"

When the array was scattered, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the formula in his hand suddenly changed, and when his hands were connected, he let out a deep drink.

Seeing those six formation disks, suddenly a burst of blood light surged, and then suddenly turned into a formation disk about the size of Zhang Xu, suddenly submerged in the vortex gathered by the eight blood evil resentment, and then saw six of them The vortex suddenly inflated and then shrunk, but it was blocked from the blood prison by the six formations submerged in it.

"Fortunately, this thing was not thrown away at the beginning, otherwise today's matter would be quite troublesome! Next, it's up to Xiaohong, but we must also prevent him from meeting again and getting out of control when he breaks through!"

Seeing that the blood fiend energy that was originally conveyed to the blood soul was continuously absorbed and accepted by the six arrays, Wang Mo let out a sigh of relief.

This array plate was originally the same thing as the big array plate, and it was specially created to absorb the resentment of the blood fiend. If it was replaced with other things, I am afraid it would really not be able to withstand the corrosive power of the blood fiend's resentment.

This time, transferring blood evil resentment into this small array will definitely condense another main soul, which will naturally be the ration for the evolution of blood clothes in the future.

But thinking that Xueyi would contend with him every time he broke through, Wang Mo had to be cautious.

hoo hoo hoo!

Just as the six small formations were accepting the blood fiend's resentment, several violent roars came from above. It was obvious that the eight blood souls had sensed the abnormality and were unable to take countermeasures when they were furious.

For countless years in this underground, with the help of the transformation of the blood prison array, it is like reincarnation, so that it can remain immortal until now. The trace of spiritual wisdom born of the devouring soul Wuji has long been lost in the long years, and only the devoured soul is left. Instinct, what tricks can you come up with to deal with Wang Mo?

"Since there is still room left, let's wait slowly!"

Looking at the two vortexes of blood fiend resentment that were still intact, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and when the cold light shot out, he suddenly waved his hands again and again,

Dozens of array disks of different sizes shot out.

Just as he was about to form a formation to seal off the pits of bloody resentment constantly emerging from below, a thoughtful look flashed across his eyes.

In his previous life, he had heard a story about boiling a frog in warm water.

If you put the frog directly into the boiling water, the frog will jump out instantly when it senses the danger, but if you put the frog into the cold water and then heat it slowly, it will be scalded to death unconsciously as the water temperature gradually increases.

This time, if the eight blood souls are given a drastic action, the results will be immediate, but there is no guarantee that these eight simple-minded big guys will jump over the wall in a hurry, and if they come up with any tricks, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Thinking of this, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with thought, whether to remove some of the six arrays.

With a slight movement in his mind, he contacted the blood clothes who were confronting the eight blood souls at this time. After some exchanges between the two parties, Wang Mo gave up his plan to remove a few arrays.

Then he flicked his wrist, took out a jade bottle, poured the inner elixir into his mouth, swept it around, and galloped away in a flash.

The blood evil resentment here is so strong that it can provide energy for the top eight fourth-order blood souls, and its richness can be imagined.

Even in this short period of time, Wang Mo consumed half of the real energy that he consumed under the suction force of the crack in the space.

The blood soul that attacked him before swung out several blood lights again.

Wang Mo waved a few zhenyuan casually, knocked them apart, and fled upwards with a stretch of body.

The blood soul didn't know why, it seemed that it saw him leave, and it seemed that because of the blood clothes, it stopped chasing him and let him go.

"call!"

When the flying body fell into the entrance of the cave, Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced down slightly.

This time, the six blood souls lost their source of power, and they only relied on their own soul power to fight against the blood clothes. As soon as their blood evil soul power came into contact with the blood flames of the Nine Yins, most of them were melted, and the remaining power fell on the blood clothes. Nothing.

The only ones that could threaten Xueyi now were the two unaffected blood souls.

But Wang Mo believes that as time goes by, as long as the bloody clothes break through to the top of the fourth level and reach the state of Dzogchen, it is time for him to fight back.

At that time, Wang Mo can directly seal the source of blood evil resentment below. Even if it cannot be completely banned, as long as part of it is blocked, it can promote the success of Xue Yi.

Sensing that the situation below was moving in a favorable direction, Wang Mo withdrew his gaze, stretched out his right hand and took out the few rings he got from Hun Wuji from his bosom.

The five dark rings shone with a faint brilliance in Wang Mo's hands. They were worthy of being the monsters of the evil way. The treasures of storage worn by these people would be confused if they looked at them with a low cultivation base.

Even after so many years, the precious light on it has not been seen to dissipate at all, obviously it is not a mortal thing.

Faintly, Wang Mo felt a hint of excitement in his heart.

You must know that these rings came from the monster who slaughtered the entire sect for his own selfishness.

If the belongings of the sect disciples framed by him were not in his hands, Wang Mo would never believe it.

This is also reasonable, no matter who it is, even if it is a mortal, after looting, they will not let go of the property on the person who knows that he is about to die.

Not to mention the master of the sect, Wang Mo remembered that in his jade slips, Hun Wuji mentioned that some of the living souls in the blood pool he built came from his own disciples.