Retrograde fairy way

Wang Mo heard the words, but he didn't even have the intention to raise his head, and drank the wine on his own.

For these people who obviously came here looking for something to do, he really didn't have the heart to flirt with them. What's more, part of his mind was still paying attention to the progress of Bloody's control of the formation.

You know, the rebellious heart in the blood clothes is not once or twice. When breaking through the top level of the fourth level this time, it was originally going to continue to swallow the blood evil resentment until it broke through to the fifth level. If Wang Mo didn't stop it, let it break through. At that time, with Wang Moxiu's cultivation level, whether he could restrain it was a bit of a question.

Even if it can be controlled again, it will not be easy to think about it.

"This is Fellow Daoist Meng Chiyun, the Great Sage of Loose Cultivators of Tianyun Prefecture, and Fellow Daoist Jia Qingtian, the Great Sage of Loose Cultivators of Tianyun Prefecture!"

As if he didn't see Wang Mo's expression, Lu Huafeng introduced him on his own, then turned his head to look at the two of them and said, "This is the one who I told you before, who fought against the three major demon clans in Tianlang City alone. Saints, and beheaded one of them, fellow Daoist Wang Mo who has the reputation of the number one saint under Transformation God!"

At this moment, Wang Mo's face has been transformed into an illusion. With his cultivation base, although he can find some clues if he looks carefully, it is definitely ugly and transparent, but what he said inside and outside the words, it is determined that Wang Mo is Tianlang City that.

Wang Mo was still drinking, looking indifferent.

"Humph!"

The red-haired old man Meng Chiyun snorted coldly, turned his head away, looked angry, and said in a deep voice: "What about the first sage and the second sage, according to this sage, they are just relying on their strength to dominate here That’s all for the older generation!”

"Dare to ask Fellow Daoist Wang, why is this place banned and other monks not allowed to come?"

Lu Huafeng frowned slightly, and asked patiently.

"Is this why you came here?"

Looking up and taking a sip of wine, Wang Mo stretched out his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, his eyes swept over the group of monks behind the three, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

Most of these people are familiar faces. In this year or two, they have come here a lot, but most of them have come here two or three times.

Although the Nine Nether Blood Prison Formation was deep underground, the movements of the nine top-ranking fourth-tier ghosts holding each other and fighting each other were enough to attract the attention of others, and naturally attracted countless monks to come to check.

But every time the weaker ones came, they would be frightened away by the fleeting Qingpi. If Qingpi couldn't cope with the higher ones, he would naturally come forward to let the other party retreat.

Such strong fluctuations naturally easily arouse the greed of those with advanced cultivation bases.

These Nascent Soul cultivators thought they were no match for Wang Mo and the Green Horned Beast, so they called for friends, so they gathered here and came here again and again.

It's just that people have selfishness and don't want to share it with too many people. As a result, the few people who came were dismissed by Wang Mo without much effort.

But looking at the situation at this time, it is not difficult to guess that what Wang Moshou is plotting here has already aroused the greed of these three Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks.

Although I don't know why these three people came together, Wang Mo is not afraid of the other party's force at this time, not to mention that they can't keep him, even if everyone wants to do something, they have to think about what this place is.

Long before, Wang Mo had tested the maximum attack intensity that the space here could withstand. With the previous lessons, he was naturally not afraid of the opponent's force.

"Hehe, Langya Purgatory is the treasure left by the seniors to all the monks in the whole continent. It really hurts the name of the first saint under the Taoist friends circle to ban it here?"

The displeasure on Lu Huafeng's face was fleeting, but he still smiled as if he didn't care.

"As you said, if a certain family is the number one saint under Transformation God, what are you?"

Wang Mo hiccupped, squinted at him and said.

"Uh...you Wang Daoyou, can this old man think that you are drinking too much and talking nonsense?"

Clay figurines still have a three-point fiery nature, let alone a great saint who has always been arrogant and arrogant, with his eyes above his head?Even though Lu Huafeng was very self-cultivated, he couldn't help being extremely cold when asked by Wang Mo's face of "what do you have".

"Fellow Daoist Lu, why bother to talk nonsense with such insane people. Although we can't do anything here, but I want to go in, how dare he stop me?"

Meng Chiyun cursed angrily, and was about to spare Wang Mo and enter the cave in a flash.

With a soft bang, a sharp breath suddenly emerged, and a bone-piercing wind suddenly rolled up around the turmoil, mixed with a slight chill, and swept away towards everyone.

"you dare?"

Seeing the blue-silver sharp blade turning at Wang Mo's fingertips, Meng Chiyun's pupils shrank suddenly, his body stopped in place, and he shouted loudly.

But judging by his figure and demeanor, it is obvious that he is extremely afraid.

"Ha ha!"

With a slight flick of the finger, Qingyun Blade circled around the index finger. The sharp edge was close to the skin, but it did not cause any injury at all. Wang Mo chuckled, looked at Lu Huafeng and said, "Your surname is Lu, can you Have you figured it out?"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, could it be that you can't bully this old man because of your advanced cultivation? Or do you think that your contribution in the battle against demons can be ignored by others?"

Lu Huafeng's face was gloomy, and he could hear the impoliteness in Wang Mo's mouth. If he had a pleasant face at this time, then his majesty as a great sage would really be lost to his grandma's house.

"It's you who said that I am the number one saint under Transformation God, you who said that I imprisoned this place, and you who said that I killed the demon cultivators in the battle against demons, and that you wantonly oppressed you. Didn't tell someone, what are you?"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth were slightly raised, he looked up at him, and said slowly as if he didn't care.

As soon as the words fell, there was a crackling sound, and the jade bottle in his hand was smashed into pieces.

Except for the sound of the broken pieces of the jade bottle falling to the ground, there was silence all around, and everyone's eyes were on Wang Mo, not knowing why he said such words.

You know, anyone who speaks like this to others is in a situation where they want to fight each other forever!

What's more, in front of him is a real Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk. Even if you have the honorary title of No. 1 under Huashen, you can't be so rampant and ignore a monk of the same rank, right?It seems that you are only at the middle stage of Nascent Soul!

"Okay, okay, fellow Daoist Wang is the number one saint under Transformation God. I am invincible to myself. Today, I am here to humiliate myself. I admit it. Two fellow daoists, let's go!"

After being silent for a while, Lu Huafeng spoke suddenly, his face was gloomy like dripping water, he gave Wang Mo a hard look, and then spoke to the two.

"This……"

Meng Chiyun saw that the two were talking about collapse, and he wanted to unite with everyone, in his heart, but he didn't believe it, Wang Mo really dared to do something in such a situation, even if he didn't care about the lives of others, he still had to worry about his own life, right?

"Lao Meng, let's go!"

Suddenly, Jia Qingtian, who had never said a word, suddenly spoke.

"Brother Jia, why are you like this?"

Meng Chiyun looked at him in surprise when he heard the words, but his figure couldn't help leaning towards him.

But looking at the conversation and behavior between the two, it is obvious that they are quite familiar.

Seeing this, Lu Huafeng naturally turned his head and left first.

Seeing this, everyone didn't dare to say much, but when their eyes touched the cave behind Wang Mo, and the majestic aura emanating from it, there was probably a hint of greed and reluctance.

"Wait!"

Just when everyone turned around and hadn't taken a few steps, Wang Mo's faint voice suddenly came from behind.

"Hmph, you bastard, do you still want to stay and wait for me?"

Before Lu Huafeng could speak, Meng Chiyun snorted and shouted angrily.

"Not to keep you, but to keep him!"

Wang Mo pointed at Lu Huafeng calmly and said.

"Wang Mo, don't deceive others too much. You think that today you are bullying your colleagues with your cultivation base, just relying on your so-called title of the number one saint under Huashen and your little contribution in the battle against demons. , can you hide it from the mouth of the world?"

Lu Huafeng's complexion changed, and the panic in his eyes flashed away, but he still forced himself to be calm.

"To go or not to go?"

Regardless of Gu Lu Huafeng, Wang Mo turned his eyes to Jia Qingtian and said firmly.

"go!"

Jia Qingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed, he hesitated for a moment, grabbed Meng Chiyun who was about to rage, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

"Old Jia, you..."

Meng Chiyun's face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at him with some puzzlement, but when he touched the look in his eyes, he couldn't help but froze, and then he followed him helplessly.

Seeing this, most of the monks immediately chose to leave. Matters involving the level of the Great Sage are no longer something they can influence.

At this time, it was obvious that the 'No. [-] Saint under Transformation God' had a bad temper and wanted to fight to the end, but the two companions didn't want to get involved in the muddy water, so it was better to leave quickly.

"Two..."

Seeing that the two ignored him and left, Lu Huafeng's face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand as if he was at a loss, trying to stop him. When he saw Jia Qingtian, who was the leader, paused slightly and was about to turn around, he thought he was an ally. He changed his mind again, but what he said made him feel a chill in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, if you have free time in the future, please come to Detianyun Prefecture and pass by Fuyun Cave, and Jia will definitely wait for you!"

Jia Qingtian didn't turn his head back, he just paused and walked forward again.

"Hehe, yes!"

Wang Mo smiled lightly, nodded and said, but his eyes fell on the people around Lu Huafeng, and he said playfully, "Aren't you leaving?"

When everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they finally looked at Lu Huafeng with some trepidation.

Lu Huafeng glanced at him coldly, his originally kind face was extremely gloomy, and said coldly: "Today, this sage has decided to go, let's see how you can keep this sage? Let's go!"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned his head and left.

Seeing this, several people winked at each other. They saw the situation when Wang Mo and Meng Chiyun fought before.

The two of them just hit each other casually, causing a crack in the space to appear. If this "No. [-] Saint under the Transformation God" who seemed to be talking nonsense like a "magic barrier" forced himself to keep Lu Huafeng, he would definitely not wait to die.

When the two fight with all their strength, the consequences can be imagined.

They don't believe that Wang Mo, who has cultivated to the current state, will not understand the truth.

At that time, the first unlucky ones must be the two who made the move.

However, what they didn't expect was that a group of more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks came here in such a fierce manner, the two sides had fought and talked for so long, and the two great saints left without paying attention , how can there be no tricks in it?

What's more, before they arrived, they obviously came together. In a situation that seemed to have an advantage, the two saints left their allies and left. The meaning of this is enough to make people think deeply.