Retrograde fairy way

At the same time, in the main hall of Tianfengxuan Palace, Feng Yanhua was still sitting cross-legged on the top of the tower, his beautiful face was full of exhaustion, even his hair was stuck to his forehead by sweat, looking up. Looking at the sky, as if seeing Feng Wuyou's leaving back, a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

Suddenly sighed silently, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to cover up his fatigue, but he couldn't hide it, his eyes turned and fell on the center of the hall below.

At this time, there was a majestic human-shaped blood shadow about nine feet high, making hoarse and sharp screams, and the evil cold blood evil spirit rolled out, making the hall feel like a cellar, freezing to the bone marrow.

And Wang Mo was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a slightly pale complexion, staring at the nine blood shadows solemnly, or the most solid middle one among the nine blood shadows.

Looking at his body shape, he is the body of a heavenly ghost transformed by blood clothes, but at this time the eight blood souls are wrapped by the blood flames of the nine shades, covering the body, and they look very similar.

Between the blood-clothed claws, at this moment, he was holding a blood-pink glittering and translucent villain tightly. Looking at his face with fear, it was exactly the appearance of the two-winged female demon before.

It's just that he was imprisoned by the blood clothes and burned by the blood flames of the Nine Yins. He was already exhausted and was severely injured by Feng Wuyou's sneak attack. , At this time, it is just the body of Nascent Soul.

No matter how powerful the supernatural power is, it will never be comparable to the group of blood-clothed people forming the large formation at this time, not to mention, the aura emitted by the blood-clothed clothes and the eight blood souls is already the fifth-order spirit of transforming gods.

But looking at Feng Yanhua, who was protected by the guardian array, when he looked at the Nine Souls, he could see the fear in his beautiful eyes.

Gudong!

With a soft sound, the body of the blood-clothed ghost grabbed the two-winged female demon Yuanying with both hands and pressed it into the mouth, and swallowed it directly amidst her screams again and again. lips, eyes flashed past Wang Mo, and looked at Feng Yanhua at the top of the tower.

Sensing the bloody light bursting out from Xue Yi's eyes, mixed with killing intent and evil spirit, even Feng Yanhua was determined to be stared at by such a murderous creature, and couldn't help shivering.

"Humph!"

At this moment, Wang Mo snorted coldly, raised his right hand, his little finger trembled slightly, and the color of blood and red gold flashed on it.

"Roar!"

As if in fear, Xueyi let out a deep roar, then glared at Feng Yanhua unwillingly, then waved his arms, the blood flames all over his body roared, and then suddenly swept towards his body.

As the blood flames subsided, his figure kept crackling, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a child. He was dressed in a dark red blood robe and wore a dark golden Chaotian crown. Although his aura was still extremely cold, it lacked that part. Terrifying ferocity.

At the same time, the other eight blood souls also let out a deep roar, and suddenly turned into eight fist-sized light clusters, which sank into their backs and disappeared.

"Don't come in yet?"

Looking at the bloody clothes standing in the hall, Wang Mo squinted his eyes slightly, his protruding right hand did not retract, he waved his little finger, and shouted in a deep voice.

At this time, the brilliance around his little finger suddenly turned into a fluorescent flow, the light and shadow of a small and delicate bell, and every time it trembled, there seemed to be a faint, clear and low-pitched sound.

Hearing the words, Xue Yi showed a little hesitation on his face, but when the light and shadow of Feng Ruyi flashed on his forehead, he swayed forward reluctantly, and slammed into Wang Mo suddenly.

It's just that when it was approaching, it became weirdly smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a light spot, which disappeared into the light and shadow of the bell without a whistling.

As the bloody clothes sank into it, the bell buzzed and let out a crisp whistle, which disappeared in an instant, and his little finger returned to its original shape.

Seeing this, the solemn expression on Wang Mo's face dissipated, he turned to look at Feng Yanhua, and said apologetically, "Senior Sister, I'm sorry, if Feng Ruyi hadn't suppressed it in his body, I'm afraid this ghost would kill even me." To devour!"

"It's okay, this time thanks to the heavenly ghost, junior brother, the Xuangong was able to be preserved. However, the heavenly ghost is too rebellious, so junior brother should be careful!"

A smile appeared on Feng Yanhua's pale face, he waved his hands indifferently, and then exhorted with a hint of concern.

"Junior brother saves it. With Feng Ruyi suppressing it, there will be no problems in a short time. However, it may take a while for Feng Ruyi to return to senior sister!"

Wang Mo nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said hesitantly.

"Hehe, Junior Brother doesn't have to be like this. That Feng Ruyi was originally left by Master to Master Qingyue. I'm just acting as the palace master. When Master was alive, he once said that you would bring Master Qingyue back within 200 years." At this time, more than two years have passed, Feng Ruyi can be placed with you, and it will be more appropriate for Master Qingyue to be in charge of her!"

The corners of Feng Yanhua's mouth turned up slightly, as if he had thought of something, he let go of a trace of fatigue, and looked at Wang Mo playfully.

"Since that's the case, then I'll leave first, senior sister recuperate well!"

Hearing what he said, he felt uncomfortable being looked at by him for a while, and touched the bridge of his nose habitually, Wang Mo bowed his hands and saluted.

"Junior brother, don't worry, is there a place to stay here?"

Feng Yanhua was slightly startled, and then said anxiously.

"Senior Sister, don't worry, I will check the classics in the Sutra Pavilion during this time. If you need anything, just summon it!"

Wang Mo shrugged and said casually.

"you……"

Feng Yanhua showed a hint of helplessness immediately, and secretly scolded Wang Mo for being "petty". He just mentioned something about the past, and he turned himself into an army, but he couldn't find a word to complain, after all, Wang Mo didn't have much. No matter what, he was very considerate and stayed on his own to guard the sect for him.

"Senior Sister, what else can I order?"

Wang Mo didn't know that he was being scolded, and asked with a questioning face.

This time Feng Yanhua didn't say a word, he was silent for a long time, and after a full cup of tea, he raised his head slightly, and said solemnly, "Master, do you know why?"

"Hey!"

Wang Mo pondered for a while when he heard the words, and then bowed, but he didn't say much, just sighed secretly.

"Thank you, Junior Brother!"

Feng Yanhua looked slightly relaxed, and slowly got up and walked down from the high tower.

"It's okay, Junior Brother bid farewell!"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, then turned and left.

Feng Yanhua nodded, watching Wang Mo's leaving back, with a look of exhaustion on his face, and muttered to himself: "Master, why are you doing this?"

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At the same time, in the depths of the Demon Realm, near the side of Langya Purgatory, there was a buzzing sound above the sky, billowing and majestic waves of devil energy blasted out, and several groups of ghosts rushed across the sky. After that, An extremely obscure bluish-yellow brilliance galloped forward.

Judging from the situation, it was as if those groups of phantoms were running away.

Suddenly, there was a clatter in front of the blue-yellow light, splashing a large ripple, and in an instant, the blue-yellow light disappeared into it.

When it reappeared, it had intercepted all the four groups of phantoms, and its brilliance shrank to reveal a crooked old figure inside.

Although this figure is extremely thin, but standing on the sky at this time, it has a unique aura of looking down on the world. Seeing this, the four ghost shadows hurriedly stopped the light and appeared in the figure. Four demon monks of different colors.

"Gui Xuancang, don't deceive others too much!"

Suddenly, in a flash, a demon cultivator with a long and narrow figure but a very rough face with blood-colored lines yelled at the old man.

This person is none other than one of the earliest demon cultivators from the lower realm of Yuanshen, named Shaqiu Hun. Beside him is a female cultivator in a plain white dress with a crescent-shaped mark on her forehead. It is Yue Qian. Long.

Their three demons were the existence of the first level of the overlord of the spirit void when they were in the upper realm. If it weren't for the suppression of the rules of this realm, they would have been able to recover to the realm of Nirvana with their primordial spirit and body cultivation so far.

But it is precisely because of the restrictions of the rules of the Tianfeng Continent that the highest cultivation level at this time is no more than the realm of the Great Perfection of the God Transformation. But even so, the two demons are here, facing this thin old man, they are full of jealousy and fear.

Both of them were like this, not to mention the other two demon monks beside them, looking at Gui Xuancang, they couldn't stop trembling.

The two are different from Erduomo, Shaqiuhun, and Yueqianlong. They are the real late-stage cultivators of transforming gods. , even if tied together, he is not an opponent. Facing Gui Xuancang, it is definitely a situation of life and death.

Although the three demons are only in the realm of the great consummation of the gods now, their cultivation base of the primordial spirit is completely higher than Gui Xuancang's two great realms. Even though they are not their opponents in this realm, Gui Xuancang can at most Destroy their physical bodies, but they cannot be completely wiped out.

But even so, they don't want to be ruined by Gui Xuancang. If this is the case, it will inevitably have an immeasurable impact on their return to the Heavenly Demon Realm.

But seeing the breath of the four demons languishing at this time, and their faces looking tired, it was obvious that Gui Xuancang had been chasing and killing them for an unknown amount of time.

Deliberately want to disperse and escape, but in this world, there are many restrictions. Even the teleportation technique cannot be used smoothly. Facing such a strong man like Gui Xuancang, dispersing can only lead to death.

If they hadn't gathered in one place and retreated while fighting, I'm afraid they would have been defeated by Gui Xuancang one by one. Even if they escaped far away, with their cultivation base, they would still be able to catch up with teleportation magical powers.

"The old man has lived for such a long time. In the end, he violated his own heart for his own selfishness. I'm sorry for that little girl. If I don't kill you devil bastards at this time, how can I get rid of the bad breath in my heart?"

Hearing Shaqiuhun's words, Gui Xuancang, who always looked like an old man next door, now had an extremely cold expression, and said in a deep voice as the dragon's crutch in his hand slammed into the air.

"It seems that you old guy is not stupid, you know our plan!"

Shaqiu Hun's complexion suddenly softened, and he said in surprise.

Seeing this, the other three demons looked at each other, the original tension disappeared, and it seemed that they were no longer afraid of Gui Xuancang in an instant.

"So what if you know, so what if you don't know? The thing has already happened, and today I will kill you here!"

Seeing this, Gui Xuancang frowned slightly, and looked around cautiously, but found nothing abnormal, and said with a murderous intent all over his body.

"Hahaha, I thought the human race was always intriguing and intriguing, but I didn't expect that you, an old monster known as the strongest man in the Tianfeng Continent, would also pretend to be sanctimonious here!"

Shaqiuhun raised his head and laughed wildly, pointing at Gui Xuancang and said disdainfully.