Retrograde fairy way

"Naturally, I came here for what the Shark leader said before!"

Jiang Fengqun said calmly.

"What did you say before?"

Shark Xingkong was slightly taken aback, a little confused.

But in the bottom of his heart, he subconsciously told himself that the person in front of him is not easy to mess with, and it is best to retreat quickly. This is the intuition of a person with advanced cultivation.

"The leader of the Shark gang is really a noble man who forgets things. I remember that just now, the leader of the Shark gang once said that if someone saw that his subordinates overstepped the two fairies, he would kill them on the spot. Forgot so soon?"

The corners of Jiang Fengqun's mouth curled up slightly.

"you……"

Sha Xingkong's face froze, a little gloomy, but when he turned his eyes, he took a deep breath, and he didn't get angry, and said cautiously: "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. The leader of this book has never said these words. Since Fellow Daoist has taken a fancy to this You two fairies, the leader of this sect will quit automatically!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the crowd as soon as he moved.

Seeing his actions, the crowd naturally did not dare to stop them, and they backed away one after another. The five of his subordinates also followed up with a little trepidation.

Naturally, they could see that the head of their clan, a strong Nascent Soul, seemed a little afraid of the young monk who suddenly appeared in front of them.

Disdain flashed across the faces of the onlookers. This kind of people who open their eyes and tell lies is really disgusting, but no one dared to speak out.

They couldn't be the silver-clothed monks. Shark Xingkong was afraid of each other, but he wouldn't be afraid of them.

"What do the two fairies mean?"

Jiang Fengqun's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to look at the two female Taoists.

"Thank you senior for saving the siege, my sister and I are very grateful, so farewell!"

The two women looked at each other, and the white-clothed woman frowned slightly, cautiously glanced at Jiang Fengqun, pulled the purple-clothed woman to bow to him, and was about to leave.

Shark Xingkong, who was about to leave, breathed a sigh of relief immediately after hearing this, restrained his thoughts of wanting to ridicule the other party, and left with his men without looking back.

"Hehe, why are the two fairies leaving in such a hurry?"

Regarding the rather impolite behavior of the two women, Jiang Fengqun didn't care, and looked at the two women with a smile.

For the departing Sha Xingkong, it means to stop him in the slightest.

"Could it be that senior also wants to invite my sisters to drink tea?"

A cold light flashed in the beautiful eyes of the woman in white. Although she knew that the other party was unfathomable, she was not without treasures for protection. If the other party used force, she would never make it easier for the other party.

"Of course it is!"

Jiang Fengqun nodded.

"What if we don't go?"

The cold air surged all over the body of the woman in white, and there was an extra chill in her pleasant voice.

"Hehe, I will naturally not force you to stay!"

Jiang Fengqun smiled lightly, shook his head slightly, and said with a pause: "If the two fairies refuse to show their respect, then I will not be able to tell you any news about him!"

"I didn't leave..."

Originally hearing that the other party would not force them to stay, the two women relaxed and were about to leave together, but when they heard what he said next, they suddenly asked in surprise: "What do you mean by that, senior?"

"Hehe, my brother Wang misses the two fairies very much!"

Jiang Fengqun smiled meaningfully and walked forward.

When the two girls heard the words, they immediately beamed with joy and looked at each other. The purple-clothed woman who had never said a word asked eagerly, "Do you have any news about my brother Mo?"

The woman in white restrained her joy, and was about to stop her from speaking, but she didn't have time, so she shook her head slightly, but her eyes were fixed on the other party, and her hands flashed, as if she was guarding against something.

"That's natural, otherwise why would I do such a thankless thing and offend a fellow Taoist at the same level for no reason? You know, I just came back from Tianfeng Prefecture!"

Jiang Fengqun looked at the two with great interest, then sighed and shook his head and said, "It's a pity, the two fairies have no such intentions!"

"Senior, don't blame me, my sister and I are also careful!"

The two women looked at each other, and when they saw each other mention the name of Tianfeng Prefecture, they seemed to have made up their minds and bowed to their predecessors.

"Hahaha, please hurry up, two fairies, just kidding, this is not a place to talk, let's go to Haiyun Teahouse and have a seat, I will tell you the news Brother Wang asked me to bring!"

Jiang Fengqun hurried forward, made the other party fluffy, and laughed heartily.

The two women dodged for a while, then got up, and left with them without further words.

At this time, the surrounding monks had already hid far away, but when they saw the three talking, they didn't know what they were talking about, as if they were blocked by something.

Seeing the end of this farce, the crowd naturally stopped watching and dispersed. After a short while, the street returned to its former prosperity.

……

"Report to Patriarch, all parties are ready to refine materials!"

In the main hall of the Heavenly Demon Sect far away in the depths of the Demon Realm, the burly Erdoma stood respectfully in the main hall, leaning over and said respectfully to the first place.

After finishing speaking, he took out a ring from his arms and raised his respectful hands above his head.

"How about the collection of flesh and blood spirits?"

Mage Erlo still looked like a handsome young man, with a calm expression on his face. He waved his magic energy with one hand, took the ring in his hand close to him, and casually threw it on the table in front of him.

"My patriarch, according to Shaqiu Hun and Yue Qianlong, half of the living beings in the north have been exterminated. It's just that in the past few years, most of the monks have sensed the wind and fled to other places!"

Er Duomo looked at him carefully, and then said respectfully.

"Too slow, tell them that special measures can be used if necessary!"

Mage Eruo frowned slightly, and thought for a while.

"Yes, this subordinate understands!"

Er Duomo took a light breath and hurriedly responded.

Mage Erlo slowly closed his eyes, waved his hands lightly, and said no more.

Seeing this, Er Duomo hurriedly stepped back, but when he was halfway back, his figure paused slightly, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Say!"

While he was hesitating, Mage Erlo, who had closed his eyes and said nothing, said calmly.

"Yes, I would like to report to the ancestor, one of our cultivators has not returned, and the soul card has not been broken, is it..."

Er Duomo hurriedly turned around and said cautiously.

"Hmph, do you still want to ask me such a trivial matter?"

Mage Erlo snorted coldly.

"Yes, yes, this subordinate will retire now!"

Er Duomo's body trembled, and he hurriedly backed away.

"Wait a moment!"

Before he could go out, Magician Erluo raised his sword eyebrows, thinking flashed in his cold eyes, and said lightly: "Who is this person?"

"My patriarch, this person is one of those who escaped after being ambushed and seriously injured by monks from the Tianfeng Continent nine years ago. His name is Murong Qing!"

Although he didn't know that Eruo Mage would change his mind, Er Duomo didn't dare to say anything, and immediately said the matter.

"Oh, go out, don't mention this matter again!"

Mage Erlo nodded noncommittally, and waved his hand.

"Yes, your subordinates obey!"

Er Duomo was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask, and hurriedly left the hall respectfully.

"Murong Qing? Hey, Nan Murong, Bei Yueling, if I'm not mistaken, they should be the descendants of the Murong family who were exterminated. However, the Yue family killed the Murong family, but took in the rest of the Murong family. Man, is it for the Murong Family’s Dry and Prosperous Yin Spiritual Sutra? No, if that’s the case, just search for the soul directly!”

When the hall fell silent, Mage Erlo pressed his fingers on his forehead, talking to himself, then raised his eyebrows, sneered, and said with a strange look in his eyes: "No matter what you are plotting, this Since the little girl is missing, let her go missing, the Yue family is getting bigger and bigger, but it's not a good sign!"

……

In an ancient cave near Langya Purgatory in Tianyun Prefecture, Gui Xuancang, with a hunched figure, sat cross-legged in front of a stone platform, with an iron-blue crutch standing beside him.

At this time, Gui Xuancang's shriveled palm like a dead branch was slowly shaking a palm-sized tortoise shell. There was something inside it, and with the shaking of his hand, there was a dull crackling sound.

On Gui Xuancang's cheeks, there was even a layer of fine beads of sweat. Given his cultivation level, he was actually sweating. It was really inconceivable. He did not know how long he was shaking here before he waved the tortoise shell in his hand. .

There was a shattering sound in Kerala, and seven or eight shards of different sizes and irregularities that looked like animal bones rolled out of it, but they made a shattering sound like iron stone.

The strange thing is that as soon as these fragments fell silent, a dark red mist of blood suddenly floated on top of them, at first it was indistinct, then faintly visible, until it formed a cloud of mist.

hiss!

Seeing such a scene, the pupils of Gui Xuancang's cloudy eyes shrank suddenly, and he gasped suddenly, with a look of shock on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

As far as his cultivation base is concerned, something that can make him show such an expression must be earth-shattering.

"Blood evil! How could this happen?"

Gui Xuancang's face was extremely ugly, staring at the gradually thickening blood mist above the animal bones, his withered palms suddenly clenched into fists, as if unwilling to say: "How is it possible? This time the invasion of the demons from the upper realm has clearly fallen into a disadvantage, why? Will such a situation happen again? Could it be that the fifth-order sea monster will appear in the Yuanmo Sea? Yes, for nearly a hundred years, all the people guarding the Yuanmo Sea have entered the inland area to fight against the demon cultivators.

As he spoke, Gui Xuancang nodded his head as if he was sure of what he thought, his face relaxed, but then his face became gloomy, making it harder to see than before: "Since the past dynasties, although the fifth-order sea monsters have appeared, Both have set off boundless murders, but this bloody phenomenon is by no means a sign of the birth of a fifth-order sea monster. With its power of cholera, it cannot reach this level. Could it be that there is something wrong in the war against demons? ?”

Just as he was talking to himself, the blood mist above the animal bones trembled suddenly, and then shrank, as if it was about to gather into something.

With such a sight, Gui Xuancang, who had been staring at it all the time, could not escape, his eyes flashed brightly, and he watched its changes closely, for fear of missing any details.

There was a soft puff sound. After the blood mist condensed, it originally spread slowly, as if it was going to change into some shape, but for some reason, it spread directly.

"This...someone is interfering!"

Seeing such a scene, Gui Xuancang exclaimed suddenly, his face showed disbelief, and there was even a trace of panic in his expression.

It took a long time for Gui Xuancang to calm down. After all, he is the most powerful man in the mainland, an old antique who has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his character has long been honed to be as firm as a rock. Won't let him do that.

"No matter what, there is still a glimmer of hope in the end. The battle against demons is about to end, so Zhuge Zhaohua should also tell the way to the upper realm, otherwise don't blame the old man for being cruel!"

Taking a deep breath, Gui Xuancang gloomyly swept across the place where the blood mist dispersed, scattered animal bones, and a cold light shot from his cloudy eyes.