Retrograde fairy way

"How is the preparation?"

Far away in a gloomy place in the Demon Realm, there stood two figures, one white and one black. The slender female cultivator in white said calmly without turning her head.

In the cold wind, the sleeves of his clothes fluttered, which made this gloomy place a bit more dusty.

"My lord, except for the farthest sects, I have collected all of them!"

The burly black-armored demon cultivator said respectfully.

"Well, you need to speed up, don't delay the task of Mage Eruo, or even I will be punished!"

He still didn't turn his head back, but the slightly hoarse and crisp voice came out really.

"Subordinates understand, please sir...huh?"

The black-armored demon cultivator bowed and was about to speak, but suddenly his expression changed, the golden-green ring on his hand flashed, and a pile of scattered jade powder appeared in his hand.

Seeing these things, the Mozu cultivator's expression darkened immediately, he grabbed them firmly, and with a few chi chis, the debris was melted away.

"what happened?"

A handsome female cultivator in white clothes standing in the distance turned around lightly, and there was a silver crescent moon mark on her forehead, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"My lord, all the five-member teams sent by my subordinates to kill the Demon Demon Sect at the edge of the Yuan Demon Sea will be wiped out!"

The black-armored demon cultivator hastily bowed and reported truthfully.

"Is there such a thing?"

The female nun in white raised her eyebrows, seemingly in disbelief.

"My lord, the Demonic Demon Sect belongs to a human Nascent Soul Dzogchen, who was once contaminated with a trace of the breath of a real demon, turned into a half-devil body, and is in the process of retreating and breaking through. The subordinate thought that he would send five clansmen Then you can kill them, it seems that all of them were wiped out this time, there should be some accidents, could it be that this person has successfully broken through?"

The demon monk hurriedly explained, but there was a little bit of anxiety in his words. After all, the number of demon monks who were already small this time lost five people again. Cultivator Crescent Moon punishes her.

"Being able to break through with the help of a trace of the breath of a true demon in a short period of time can be regarded as a material that can be made. However, the flesh, blood, spirit, and spirit of the sect here must be harvested. Just go for a while!"

When the female cultivator in white heard the words, she didn't punish her, but nodded lightly and gave instructions.

"Yes, this subordinate will do it!"

The demon cultivator didn't dare to say much, he bowed and went to the distance, and then the golden-green light flashed, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, it's been a hundred years in the past, and the conquest of this world failed. Mr. Eruo Mage planned to destroy this world. We can get out of this quagmire and leave, but this girl Murong Qing never left. Come back, how can I explain to the ancestor?"

Without even looking at the leaving figure of the monk, the female nun in white suddenly raised her head and sighed, looking at the gradually gloomy sky, even a trace of gray-red sky, showing a hint of worry on her face.

Thin lips, unspeakable temptation, but there is a hint of coldness in his eyes, and then he said coldly: "I hope the ancestor will not be punished for this, otherwise...Go to heaven and earth, my seat I won't let you go!"

A ray of cold wind blew slowly, taking away the whispers, blowing up a wisp of dust, and lowering the temperature here again out of thin air.

……

Boom!

At the same time, in the depths of Langya Purgatory, above the dim sky, a space crack glowing with black and silver brilliance flashed from time to time, devouring everything in its path.

Looking at the layers of ravines above this place, or the space ripples that flicker from time to time on the sky, there is no trace of monsters on the vast and messy land, which is obviously in the deepest part of purgatory.

The strange thing is, above the sky, there stands a white figure impressively, with a faint precious light shining all over its body, as if it is not afraid of these space cracks at all.

I saw that this person was extremely handsome, wearing a Chaotian crown on his head, a jade python belt around his waist, and holding a white jade fan in his hand, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, it was Zhuge Zhaohua, the disciple of Mu Yun's Lingyu Tianyuan Palace.

"How could it be impossible to find it? The map given by Master is where this side is located, so it should be here!"

Looking around, Zhuge Zhaohua's face was gloomy, and he took out a radiant jade slip from time to time and placed it on his forehead for inspection, and sometimes muttered to himself, apparently searching for something.

Seems like he didn't find what he was looking for, he stayed for a while, and galloped towards the distance in a flash, but his figure suddenly changed in an instant.

In the distance, there are several space cracks with a size of tens of kilometers roaring towards them. Its majestic devouring power wipes away everything on the ground, even the boulders, forming a huge space on the ground. A series of canyons.

Obviously, Zhuge Zhaohua, a cultivator from the upper realm, is not without fear of these space cracks.

"Damn it, if it weren't for these space cracks, I would have already searched here, so why would I waste so much time here!"

Fluttering in white clothes, facing so many space cracks, he didn't seem to be in the slightest bit of embarrassment. Zhuge Zhaohua glanced bitterly at the direction of the space cracks that disappeared without a trace.

After carefully scanning the surroundings, Zhuge Zhaohua confirmed that there were no space cracks, then continued to walk through in a flash, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

It's just that what he didn't see was that in the place where it stood before, suddenly there was a burst of space ripples, and a thin and crooked figure stepped out of it with a flash of blue-yellow brilliance.

The loose white hair on the top of the head is like a bald gourd, and a shriveled palm like a dead branch is holding a black and swarthy dragon walking stick. In the old and cloudy eyes, looking at the place where Zhuge Zhaohua disappeared, a bright light flashed, It is astonishingly the number one powerhouse in Tianfeng Continent, the patriarch of the Yaozu——Gui Xuancang!

Judging from the situation, Gui Xuancang was obviously following Zhuge Zhaohua, a cultivator from the upper realm.

After thinking for a while, Gui Xuancang's figure flickered, and he chased after him again.

hum!

Suddenly, as soon as Gui Xuancang's Dunguang approached the place where Zhuge Zhaohua disappeared, there was a loud buzzing sound, and a blue-silver light curtain flashed, instantly blocking his way forward.

But this light curtain seemed to have no attack power, although it appeared abruptly, it shattered with a bang as soon as Gui Xuancang Dunguang touched it.

"What a skill in mirror image!"

The figure was blocked, Gui Xuancang did not panic, his figure paused in mid-air, his gaze fell on one spot lightly.

"I don't know why Fellow Daoists are following me?"

Not far below, a blue-golden brilliance flashed suddenly, and a majestic figure appeared. It was Zhuge Zhaohua who had left and disappeared before, and said with a slightly gloomy expression at this time.

"Hehe, when you are old, you will be somewhat curious after all!"

As the most powerful person in the mainland, he naturally has his bearing. Even though half of his body was buried in the ground, Gui Xuancang was still calm, and he stroked his beard with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, aren't you afraid that this curiosity can kill someone?"

Zhuge Zhaohua narrowed his eyes slightly, flashing a hint of danger.

"The old man has lived for more than [-] years. Although he is afraid of death, he has enjoyed it after all. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhuge has enjoyed it?"

Gui Xuancang shook his head slightly, his expression was indifferent, and he said without any hint of happiness or anger.

"You... Gui Daoist are joking, we wait for the monks to fight against the sky, how can we not be afraid of death? Since we met here, why not go together and explore the secret place here together?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Chaohua's complexion froze for a moment, and then he became angry, but when he saw Gui Xuancang's calm complexion, his heart suddenly jumped, his complexion softened, and he said with a smile.

With his mind, he can naturally hear the threatening meaning in Gui Xuancang's words. Zhuge Chaohua still has a lot of lifespan since he cultivated. This time, if he returns to the Muyun Spiritual Realm and is rewarded by the sect, he will break through the realm of Nirvana It is also a matter of certainty, when the lifespan will skyrocket, the fool will be here with an old monster who is about to sink into the ground, desperate for a little 'little thing'.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Zhuge is really quick to speak. He is worthy of being a talent from the upper world. This old man has exactly the intention!"

Gui Xuancang didn't point it out, and nodded with a smile, and landed beside him in a flash.

Zhuge Chaohua held the right hand of the treasure fan, loosened it, tightened it, and did this several times, and then he could not resist the idea of ​​attacking, and left side by side with it.

Seeing the two talking and laughing happily, they seem to be very familiar with each other, people who don't know may think that these two are really old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

The two came from the upper realm, with another purpose, but the sect Tianjiao, who came under the banner of helping the monks of Tianfeng Continent to fight against the demons, never contributed in the battle against demons, but only revealed a little information.

And the other person is the most powerful person in Tianfeng Continent, and even the oldest person, and this time he followed this person.

In the mainland, the two people have their own thoughts, but they don't know what kind of trouble will happen in this purgatory full of crises.

……

Far away on the other side of the mainland, in a cave on an island in the East Demon Sea, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other, drinking to each other.

"Congratulations to Junior Sister Han for leaving the customs. She has broken through the Nascent Soul Realm at a young age. It's really gratifying. This thing is called the Hanling Hairpin, and it should be a congratulatory gift for my brother!"

The man was dressed in a light blue star robe and was extremely handsome. He was the man transformed by Jiang Fengqun.

The woman opposite her was wearing a plain white dress, her complexion was exquisitely beautiful, but there was a sense of coldness looming all over her body. If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this woman was Han Yan!

Seeing Jiang Fengqun put on the table a blue-green, radiant treasure hairpin, and a tuft of cold smoke and black eyebrows, but he raised his head slightly and refused: "This... this thing is too precious, little sister Don't dare to meet!"

"Junior Sister Han is being polite, Brother Wang is missing this time, let Brother Wei take care of you sisters, some treasures, if you don't accept them, Brother Wang will find them someday, don't you want me to mess with him for nothing? blame?"

Jiang Fengqun's face darkened, and he pretended to be angry.

"This...that little girl is so disrespectful!"

Seemingly feeling that his words were reasonable, and not wanting to make it difficult to do, Han Yan's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and then put away the treasure hairpin, but did not put it on.

"That's right, don't make friends with Brother Wei!"

Seeing it put away, Jiang Fengqun clapped his hands and smiled, raised his head and drank a glass of spiritual wine, his face was slightly red, and he said as if he had a hint of drunkenness: "I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Brother Jiang has something to say!"

Han Yan's complexion remained unchanged, and he said lightly.

"Then you can say that you are a brother. I don't know if Junior Sister Han has someone in mind?"

A hint of apprehension appeared on Jiang Fengqun's face at the right time.

"Brother Jiang is drunk, Han Yan has long said that this life is only to find the way, and forget everything else. Sister Shan'er is in retreat, and the younger sister is going to protect her. Brother Jiang, go back and rest early!"

Unexpectedly, Han Yan's expression darkened when he heard the words, he bowed his body, then turned his head and left, and disappeared into the cloud and mist of the valley not long after.

"Hey, it seems that we need to use special methods!"

Looking at the direction of his departure, Jiang Fengqun looked gloomy, drank a glass of wine with a sneer, threw the glass away, and then got up and rushed away.