Retrograde fairy way

"Old Jia, let's leave like this, isn't it kind?"

I don't know how far he escaped, but Meng Chiyun paused, his long fiery red hair curled up, revealing a rough red face, and he said hesitantly.

“How come you see?”

Jia Qingtian kept moving while replying.

The other dozen Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't help pricking up their ears.

You know, just now they also felt quite aggrieved by being startled away by a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Even though the other party has a great reputation, they are not weak.

This group of people followed the two of them all the way from Tianyun Prefecture to this place, what dangers have they never seen before?But they were only scared away by this person, and if it spread in the future, why did they meet him?

Abandoning allies before the battle, who else would dare to cooperate with them in the future?

"what?"

Meng Chiyun was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head as if at a loss, his behavior was completely out of proportion to his cultivation.

"You!"

Seeing him like this, Jia Qingtian shook his head helplessly. The two had known him for nearly a thousand years, so they naturally knew his temperament. After a pause, he turned to look at the crowd and said, "You think so too, don't you?"

"Also ask the great sage to show me!"

When everyone heard the words and looked at each other, they couldn't help but bowed and saluted.

"Old Jia, don't be so condescending! If you have anything to say, just say it directly. It's too much trouble to go around!"

Meng Chiyun glared at him with some dissatisfaction, and waved his big hand like a cattail leaf fan.

"Ha ha!"

Jia Qingtian shook his head and smiled, his eyes fell on all the cultivators, and he said with a straight expression: "Actually, before I came, I found out who is blocking you from entering this place!"

"Do you know who this person is? Is it really the number one saint under some shit?"

Meng Chiyun stared, unable to believe it.

When everyone heard the words, they also showed puzzled expressions. Since they knew who the shooter was, why bother to wade into this muddy water?

Isn't this superfluous?

"Not bad!"

The corners of Jia Qingtian's mouth twitched slightly, and he said with a serious expression: "Lao Meng, I know you have always been fearless. I don't ask you to change your fiery temper, but at least you should think more about it!"

"what happened again?"

Meng Chiyun looked at him puzzled, as if he didn't know why the conversation turned to this.

"Before you make a move, I'm actually not sure, but when this person was at the entrance of the cave, I looked at him carefully and found that his whole body was enveloped by a strange force. The method of changing the appearance of the pulse is obviously because this person does not want to be recognized, but judging from the aura of his attack, it is undoubtedly the number one saint under the transformation of the gods. If you have enmity with such a strong person, you How much do you think you have to win?"

Jia Qingtian frowned slightly, and said earnestly.

"Ah... that kid is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, I can tell that he is a body-refining cultivator, but to say he is the number one saint under Transformation God, that's ridiculous!"

Meng Chiyun was startled, and said with an ugly expression on his face.

"It's ridiculous, but it's true!"

Jia Qingtian's face was serious, and he said solemnly: "Actually, I wondered before, why you entered Purgatory in twos and threes, and in the end, all of you passed here by coincidence, and they were all blocked by this person. , why are we walking together with Lu Huafeng?"

When everyone heard the words, they all showed a look of hesitation. They were not stupid, and after a while, they thought about what was wrong.

You know, they didn't think much about this before they came, but when Jia Qingtian mentioned it, they immediately thought of the flaw.

But they are newcomers and have no conflict of interest with each other, why should they be calculated like this?

"Okay, okay, Lao Jia, just talk about it, it's too boring to go around!"

Meng Chiyun shook his red-haired head and said impatiently.

"It's actually very simple. Lu Huafeng is plotting us to have a conflict with this number one saint under the Transformation God, who has monstrous combat power!"

Jia Qingtian didn't take it seriously, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What? How dare this old boy plot against us? I'll find him!"

When Meng Chiyun heard the words, his eyes widened immediately, his face was full of fierceness, and he was about to turn around and leave after speaking.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid he is more distressed than you asking him for trouble at this time!"

Jia Qingtian pulled it back and said helplessly.

"how?"

Meng Chiyun said with some displeasure.

"Because someone is messing with him!"

The corners of Jia Qingtian's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes flashed with a playful smile, as if he really wanted to know how the "allies" in his mouth were changing at this moment.

Thinking of that person, knowing that there will be a crack in the space, he dared to make a direct move. This kind of decisiveness is really rare.

He didn't believe that the other party had been plotting here for a long time, and would not check the critical point where the space crack appeared.

The figure that retreated with one blow clearly showed the opponent's calculation and courage.

The reason why he didn't stop Meng Chiyun from making a move was simply to see if this existence was really as he knew.

The seemingly fruitless exchanges between the two sides had already made him realize that this 'No. [-] Saint under Transformation God' was not easy.

Therefore, in the end, he decided without hesitation to abandon Lu Huafeng, an 'ally'.

……

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Lu Huafeng uttering harsh words in a panic, Wang Mo didn't stop him, but just took out a bottle of spiritual wine, raised his head and took a big sip, and glanced at him with a playful smile .

"you……"

Seeing his appearance like this, Lu Huafeng, who seemed to be turning around, suddenly turned his head, stared at him with an ugly expression and said, "Don't deceive people too much, you must know that there are not all people on the mainland who can't take you down!"

"I don't deny this, but it definitely doesn't include you!"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up slightly, mockingly.

"Okay, the old man admits this matter, as long as fellow daoist Wang speaks, the old man is willing to pay the price to satisfy fellow daoist!"

Lu Huafeng's eyes flashed, and he took a deep breath.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Mo smiled indifferently, and his eyes fell on the several Nascent Soul cultivators with perturbed faces behind him,

"You go!"

Lu Huafeng gave instructions to several people.

"Yes!"

After hearing the words, they naturally didn't dare to say more, they bowed like a subordinate, then stretched out their bodies and fled away in a hurry.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, just say what you need, I think I'm worth a lot!"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Lu Huafeng looked at Wang Modao.

"Ming people don't speak secretly, fellow Daoist Lu really doesn't know what I need?"

Wang Mo raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the other party lazily, and asked back.

After spending so much talking, firstly, it was to delay time for the bloody clothes, and secondly, it was also because he was afraid of fighting here, which could easily cause space cracks to appear. Even if it was him, if there were too many space cracks, he might be in danger of dying.

But when people blocked the door again and again, no matter how good-tempered Wang Mo was, he couldn't let him go easily.

What's more, when he learned from Qing Pi's message that the other party had come with a dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators, Wang Mo faintly sensed that something was wrong.

You know, during the battle in Tianlang City that year, the image of Qing Pi was known by many people. Originally, it was to frighten those with low cultivation bases. Unnecessary trouble, Wang Mo let Qingpi show his real body.

This place is only a few months away from Tianlang City. With the speed of information dissemination in the cultivation world, its image can definitely be transmitted here, but it is still blocked by so many multi-infant monks, and they come here with malicious intentions. Obviously There are other intentions in it.

That being the case, he naturally didn't need to give the other party any good looks, not to mention, he faintly wanted to know who was plotting against him behind his back.

If you don't find it out, it makes people miss you so much, and you really feel like you can't even eat safely.

"Old man..."

Lu Huafeng's expression froze, and he was about to say something, but when he saw Wang Mo staring at him, his expression changed for a while, and finally he sighed suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "It's really my fault, I shouldn't be greedy for the treasure of Daoist Wang. , if Fellow Daoist Wang really wants to pursue this matter, I have nothing to say!"

"You go!"

Wang Mo took a deep look at him, and said suddenly.

"how?"

Lu Huafeng was startled, a little uncertain.

"how?"

Wang Mo just talked, glanced at him and said, "Fellow Daoist Lu, do you want to see what's down there?"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wang, for your understanding, and I will leave!"

Lu Huafeng's face relaxed, and he bowed his hands.

After speaking, he turned and left.

The seemingly anticlimactic conversation ended here, but the confrontation in it was no less dangerous than a real fight.

Seeing Lu Huafeng's leaving figure, Wang Mo took a deep breath, his eyes flashed coldly, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of grimness.

In the previous conversation, he had already guessed who the person behind Lu Huafeng was.

It is self-evident that the cultivation level or the background of a person who can make a Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk so fearful that he would rather face his threat than betray him.

"You really don't give up! But, why didn't you come..."

His brows were slightly frowned, his eyes showed a look of thought, Wang Mo's lips squirmed, and he made a faint sound.

Boom!

Before his words fell, suddenly there was a loud noise, and the whole sky seemed to be shaking, causing Wang Mo's expression to change suddenly.

Not far away, Lu Huafeng, who was running away in a hurry, suddenly turned his head to look, but immediately his face turned pale, and he spread his light without hesitation, and suddenly shot up into the sky, as if he saw something terrifying generally.

"Hiss, this is..."

As soon as Wang Mo turned his head, he sucked in a breath of cold air, and suddenly slammed down on the stone platform, his figure turned into a stream of light, suddenly fell into the cave behind him and disappeared.

In the distance, violent aura swirled violently, and several extremely wide jet-black cracks swept in as if devouring the sky and the earth. They were space cracks.

But when countless sand, stones and earthen trees flew into the sky, there was a group of brilliance that was extremely eye-catching. It was a touch of gray-green brilliance, flickering in and out of smoke and dust in the sky.

Facing the space crack that was terrifying like the mouth of a ferocious beast, this light cluster flickered like a spark in the dark night, as if it would go out at any time.

However, whenever this light and shadow is about to be swallowed into it, there will always be a flash of streamer, which will turn into a light shield and block it suddenly with a loud bang, so as to move forward for a certain distance again.

It is hard to imagine how this light and shadow can exist in such a terrifying space crack for a long time.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the gray-green light was chased by the space crack to the top of the Ghost School.

Coincidentally, the light and shadow once again waved a stream of light, which turned into a light curtain and blocked the space crack, and its direction suddenly turned downward, falling into the entrance of the cave and disappearing in a flash.

The berserk cracks in the space whizzed past as if extremely angry, rolling up dust and dust all over the sky, and rushing away.