Retrograde fairy way

Om!

A dull sound flashed from an unknown depth in the ground, and spread hundreds or even thousands of miles away, and then a wave of evil cold and evil spirit rose into the sky.

The originally quiet and oppressive sky suddenly howled with a gust of wind. In just a few dozen breaths, it became gloomy, and a group of extremely thick blood-colored dark clouds slowly gathered.

As if there was an invisible arm stirring, a sky-reaching hurricane suddenly appeared, drawing down the bloody dark cloud.

Click!

As the dark cloud became thicker and thicker until it turned dark red, streaks of blood-colored lightning flashed up inside, and with a crackling sound, the buzzing surge caused large ripples in the surrounding space.

At the same time, thousands of miles away from the hurricane cloud, there are a group of demon cultivators standing and watching. The leader is an extraordinary young man in a dark golden robe. The person who is the leader of the next world-Ero Mage.

Glancing lightly at the bloody hurricane clouds that stretched from sky to earth, Mage Erlo said without turning his head, "How is the investigation going?"

There were less than a hundred demon cultivators present, and the leaders were Erdoma, Shaqiuhun, and Yue Qianlong who were the first to descend to welcome the group of Ero mages.

Behind him, the people standing there are only five or six demon cultivators, and the rest are Nascent Soul Dzogchen cultivators. When they first came to this world, there were hundreds of demon cultivators. Today, it is only over a hundred years, but there are only less than a hundred left, which shows the heavy loss.

Hearing the words of Mage Eruo, the three of them looked at each other in dismay, all showing apprehension, and finally Naer Duomo gritted his teeth, stepped forward and bowed and said, "To my ancestor, Zhuge Chaohua's whereabouts are too secretive, and In this lower realm, we are subject to a lot of restrictions and lack of manpower, so...so..."

"So there's nothing there?"

Suddenly, Magician Erluo turned around suddenly, but said calmly on his face.

"Subordinate..."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Erdom's forehead, and he was a little at a loss.

"Hmph, I can know this person's movements before I step out of here, and you have nothing to gain. I am so disappointed!"

Surprisingly, Mage Eruo didn't intend to get angry at all, instead he said calmly as usual.

"The subordinate is guilty!"

There was a continuous sound of thumping, not only Erduomo, but also Shaqiu Hun and Yue Qianlong beside him, and all the demon cultivators behind him, all fell to their knees immediately.

"Hmph, useless trash!"

Mage Erlo's eyes were calm, but the chill in his words was more piercing than the hurricane passing through the air, and immediately made all the demon cultivators tremble.

For a while, among the many demon clans, none of them dared to speak out, for fear that a careless move would make Mage Eruo angry, which would be a more terrible end than death.

"This is a task for the three of you. Remember, you only have six days to complete it. If you can't, I can only give up on you!"

Glancing coldly at the demons, Mage Erlo flipped his wrist, and a black-red brilliance suddenly flashed on his palm, and three rays of brilliance suddenly appeared, and then with a wave of his hand, the brilliance shot towards the three of Erdomo. go.

When he got close, the brilliance withdrew and revealed its contents, but there were three jade slips.

"Subordinates obey!"

The three demons hurriedly took the jade slips, without checking a single bit, they hurriedly lowered their heads and kowtowed.

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, Mage Erlo turned around and looked at the hurricane, as if admiring the scenery.

Naturally, the demons didn't dare to say much, and they left with the three demons one after another, and after a while, only Mage Erluo was left.

I don't know how long it took, the magician Erluo who was standing quietly turned around slowly, looked at one place lightly and said, "Young man, are you satisfied?"

Suddenly, in front of an open space, there was a flash of blue light, and a tall and hidden figure walked out of it. It was a heroic young man wearing a blue and green robe. If Wang Mo was here, he could definitely see that this person It was Feng Wuyou who had met him a few times.

It's just that I don't know, what is the intention of meeting this legendary existence in the depths of this demon realm as a cultivator from the Tianfeng Continent?

"Senior was joking, how dare this junior be satisfied or dissatisfied?"

Feng Wuyou showed a humble expression, bowed and saluted.

"You have a good plan. If you are willing to enter my demon world, you will not be able to do something in the future!"

Mage Erlo took a deep look at him, nodded and said.

"Hehe, where you are, how dare this junior claim to have done anything?"

Feng Wuyou shook her head and smiled lightly, but she didn't appear to be afraid at all.

"Very well, I will do what I say, this is what I promised you!"

Mage Erlo nodded, with a hint of appreciation on his face, then flipped his wrist, and threw out two beams of brilliance.

Sensing this wave of demonic energy, Feng Wuyou didn't show any nervousness at all, and then flicked her sleeves to hold two treasures in her hands, which were a jade slip that shone with light and a palm-sized dark blue jade bottle.

There was a faint ray of light on it, but there was an evil coldness flashing across it, more like a living thing, and the belly of the jade bottle seemed to be swollen.

"Thank you, senior, for your generosity!"

Looking at the thing in his hand, a blaze flashed in Feng Wuyou's calm eyes, he put it away without checking it, and bowed deeply to Mage Eruo.

"Okay, this is what you deserve, just remember what you have to do!"

Mage Erlo turned around indifferently, looked at the hurricane in the distance and said indifferently.

"The junior understands that if the senior is fine, the junior will leave!"

Feng Wuyou bowed and bowed, raised her head and asked.

But seeing that Mage Ero didn't turn around to speak, he retreated tactfully, but when he took a step, the faint words of Mage Ero floated out again: "What I said before still counts, think it over." Just reply again!"

At this question, Feng Wuyou frowned slightly, but didn't say much, just bowed again, and the blue flames around her disappeared in a flash.

"You guys, want to see my jokes? I'll let you see if I lost, huh!"

Looking at the bloody hurricane that was still turning rapidly and growing stronger, a chill suddenly flashed on Mage Erlo's plain face, and he said coldly.

……

Time passed like a passing time, and seven or eight years passed in a flash. Far away in the extreme west and north of the Yuan Demon Sea, there was a sudden loud crash, but it caused a space ripple, like an invisible palm slapping the void.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out of it, seemingly in a panic, and rushed straight to the sea in an instant, crashing into a large wave with a whoosh.

But within a few breaths, the sea surged out, and suddenly another huge wave rose into the sky, bringing up countless waves, and the green brilliance flashed to reveal his inner figure, which was Wang Mo.

On the slightly pale cheeks, drops of water continued to drip down, and the clothes on his body were turned into strips of cloth, and there were fine bloodstains on the cheeks, bleeding from time to time. Although he was in a state of embarrassment, he didn't look like he was seriously injured .

"Bah puff!"

He casually wiped off the drops of water dripping from his face, spit out a few mouthfuls of seawater, Wang Mo looked up with lingering fear, a blue-gold brilliance flashed all over his body, and a burst of steam flashed by instantly, and the seawater disappeared, shaking his head slightly, He said to himself: "The coercion of the void is really terrifying. No wonder only the monks who transform the spirit can use the teleportation technique. Even if the monks who practice the Nascent Soul Dzogchen can enter, it is only a very short distance. Those monks who transform the spirit One teleportation is enough to reach the place through one's own spiritual consciousness, this kind of supernatural power is really incredible!"

While he was speaking, a ripple in space suddenly flashed again above where he fell, and suddenly there was a flash of dark red blood, and a cloud of blood flames flashed from it towards Wang Moluo in an instant.

The flames of blood converged on his shoulders, revealing a bloody robe with an expressionless face.

"This guy!"

Seeing the unharmed bloody clothes, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth twitched, showing a hint of helplessness.

For so many years, he has found a desolate island in the Yuanmo Sea for retreat, and finally, with the help of the majestic essence and life breath of the blood dragon eel, and spent countless fourth-level top-level refining materials, he made "Five Elements Body Refining True Astral" Cultivate to the realm of emptiness.

The scene of escaping from the void before was caused by him using his own power to forcibly cross the void.

Different from the teleporting supernatural powers of the cultivators who transform the spirit, the cultivators who transform the gods use their own spiritual strength to search for the ubiquitous gaps in the space, and use their extremely strong cultivation base to open the gap that is the easiest to pass through.

But Wang Mo can't do it. With his spiritual cultivation, he can't detect the most obscure gap in the space, but he can't reach that strength. He can only rely on his physical strength to forcibly bombard the space, causing it to vibrate , revealed by itself, only then can one observe it with one's own spiritual consciousness, and then use physical strength to prop it apart, in order to enter the gap in the space that one needs to use.

To put it bluntly, the void outside this space is an inexhaustible, indescribable void. Without enough cultivation, it can only be crushed by the ubiquitous space pressure.

Only a few special creatures like the blood-clothed ghosts can achieve the ability to travel through the void when their cultivation is not in the realm of transforming gods.

Roar!

Just when Wang Mo shook his head to get rid of the chaotic thoughts in his mind, the sea below suddenly surged, and a huge figure roared out of it, biting at Wang Mo.

Looking at the hideous unknown giant fish demon, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth turned up slightly, and his figure fell downwards in a flash. among.

Clang!

The fish monster didn't seem to be aware of the danger, and rushed straight out of the water, biting it into the mouth, but the strange thing was that there was a piercing sound like the clanging of gold and iron.

I saw Wang Mo, who fell into his mouth, let the extremely sharp teeth bite him, the sharp teeth reached his body, but there was no blood at all, and there were streams of light flashing in the friction with it, faintly visible , On the sharp teeth, there are lines of lines appearing impressively.

In an instant, there was an unbelievable meaning in the tyrannical eyes of the fish demon, and then he opened his mouth suddenly, wanting to bite it down again.

Wang Mo, who was in his mouth, didn't give it another chance. He clenched his right hand and waved it down casually.

A bluish-white aura spread invisible from his mouth, and with a series of puffs, he saw the fish demon jumping out of the water with a length of seven or eight feet, bursting out a pool of blood from head to tail. Fog, and there was no sound in an instant.

But none of these blood mist fell into the water, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, it turned into a stream of blood, and all of it fell into the mouth of the bloody coat, and even the nearly scattered mottled demon pills inside it were not touched. spared.