Retrograde fairy way

Surprisingly, after hearing Shaqiuhun's words, Gui Xuancang fell silent, and a gloomy look flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Heck, speaking of it, you old turtle is also quite interesting. Since you want to inherit the demon race, why don't you just kill a few human race gods?"

Yue Qianlong, who had never said a word, suddenly laughed coquettishly, and when her eyes rolled, a strange wave slowly flowed out.

"Beheaded the human deity?"

Gui Xuancang's expression was slightly startled, confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he woke up instantly, his expression changed and he shouted sharply: "What a charm technique, the old man will definitely kill you today!"

"Haha, do you think there is still a chance to kill us? You old guy is not afraid of being surrounded, and you will die in the end?"

Shaqiu Hun and Yue Qianlong looked at each other, raised their heads and laughed wildly, and said with their identities, they have suffered too much aggrieved in this world

"Old man, I'm going to take a look today. How did you make me die? Just relying on the two late-stage demon boys hiding beside me?"

Gui Xuancang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a frightening beam of light shot out, his whole body bursting with bluish-yellow brilliance, and suddenly swept to one side.

"As expected of the strongest person in Tianfeng Continent, come out and meet old friends!"

The corners of Shaqiuhun's mouth turned up slightly, and the blood-colored lines on his face twisted, which was indescribably ferocious and weird.

Whizzing!

A wave of obscure demonic energy flickered, and two figures flashed below, suddenly rushing up to the sky, standing with the four demons, suddenly they were two strange-looking demon monks.

Gui Xuancang showed no fear in the face of the six demon cultivators who transformed into gods. His hunched figure stood in midair, unable to move even the slightest bit of cold wind.

It's just that I don't know what support Shaqiuhun and the demons have. When facing Gui Xuancang, they no longer have the panic-stricken look they had before.

"It seems that someone is really cooperating with you, but they don't know how to lure the old man here, and how do you want to keep me here?"

Seeing the changes in the expressions of the demons, although Gui Xuancang asked calmly without the slightest fear, his eyes turned slightly, and he scanned the surroundings again.

But no matter how he surveyed, he found nothing except for the two demons who had appeared before, but there was always a special aura pervading the surroundings, which made him a little confused.

"Actually, we didn't intend to keep you from the very beginning, don't you realize that something is wrong?"

The corners of Yue Qianlong's mouth curled up slightly, showing a strange expression on his face.

"Old man, I..."

Gui Xuancang shone coldly, and a cold light shot out from his turbid eyes. He didn't want to talk nonsense with these demon monks, but under a slight movement of his consciousness, he immediately showed a look of doubt, and then frowned, Stretch out your spiritual sense and look around carefully.

The six demons didn't make a move, nor did they retreat, they just looked at Gui Xuancang with great interest, as if they were waiting for something. With the cultivation base of the six of them, although they were not Gui Xuancang's opponents, they would never be defeated by others. To kill, at most, to escape.

"how can that be?"

After a full cup of tea, Gui Xuancang's old face was first puzzled, then gloomy, and finally turned into a hint of disbelief.

"Hehe, what is impossible? You know, the world is far beyond your imagination. Even if you are the strongest cultivator in this world, it is impossible to see through everything. What's more, in our eyes, you are nothing more than It’s just a junior of Huashen!”

Yue Qianlong laughed coquettishly, her black eyebrows raised, her face showing a proud expression.

What he said is true, with Yue Qianlong and Shaqiu's soul essence in the realm of spiritual emptiness, Gui Xuancang can indeed be regarded as a junior.

"How did you do it?"

Gui Xuancang asked with a serious expression as his complexion fluctuated for a while.

"Aren't you still clear about the changes in the Demon Realm over the years? Or, have you been intrigue with the human race and didn't put your mind on it?"

Shaqiuhun took the rebuttal and said with a sneer of disdain.

"It's such a ruthless method, such a deep scheme, could it be that it came from the hand of that Ero magician?"

Gui Xuancang's complexion was extremely ugly, mixed with a touch of fear and sadness that could not be concealed, he actually restrained his breath, and said a little sluggishly.

He naturally understood what the other party meant. He had only tracked Zhuge Chaohua all these years, and hadn't delved into the matter of divination back then. Gein couldn't detect the reason at all with his cultivation base, but only vaguely guessed that he had something to do with the demons. About monks.

But looking at it now, the one-shot mistake at that time was obviously the beginning of today's situation.

"In this world, apart from Lord Mage, who else can have such supernatural means?"

Shaqiu Hun bowed his hands to the depths of the Demon Realm with a trace of respect, then turned his head to look at Gui Xuancang and said, "To tell you the truth, although today's events are somewhat unexpected, they are all within the predictions of our ancestors. It’s not too late to turn around now and arrange preparations, hahaha!”

"Okay, very good, the old man has written down what happened today!"

Gui Xuancang gritted his teeth and said, before he finished speaking, his complexion changed instantly, a cold light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and then he held a crutch in his right hand and pointed fiercely in front of him.

With a loud crash, Gui Xuancang disappeared into it.

Just when the demons were stunned, a dazzling bluish-yellow blue glow suddenly flashed beside them with a buzzing sound, and with a whoosh, a demon monk who couldn't dodge was involved in it.

"Whoa!"

There was only a miserable howl, and the brilliance shot out a pile of minced meat from the implosion in a flash, and then a crystal villain flashed out in an instant, hiding behind the Edomo, staring at the front with small eyes full of hatred. where he stands.

But there was nothing else besides the slowly calming space ripples, obviously Gui Xuancang had already left.

"It's good to go to Xuancang, this seat has underestimated you!"

A look of shock and anger flashed on Erdom's face, and he shouted in a dark voice, but the words rolled out, but there was no echo.

"Okay, our mission is not finished yet, we should do the next thing while this old turtle retreats!"

Yue Qianlong raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes moved slightly towards the demons.

"Alright, let this old thing jump around for a few more days, and then they will know what fear is, haha!"

Shaqiu nodded speculatively, raised his head and laughed and put away the devil baby, and turned to escape to a place with a surge of magic light all over his body.

The rest of the demons naturally followed closely behind and disappeared in an instant.

……

"Big... Brother Wang!"

At the same time, in a high-rise hall in Tianfengxuan Palace, in a shelf-like pavilion full of brilliance, Feng Yanxuan looked at the unattractive man in front of him with a trace of respect, and said respectfully.

"Hehe, Elder Feng!"

Wang Mo nodded and said casually.

Seeing that Wang Mo didn't have any pretensions, Feng Yanxuan looked relaxed and said cautiously: "Junior Sister Fu hasn't been found yet, but her soul card in the sect hasn't been broken, so she must have escaped a catastrophe!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Wang Mo frowned slightly, sighed secretly, then nodded and said, "Elder Feng is here!"

That day when the demon cultivators rushed in suddenly, Tianfeng Xuangong was caught off guard, so they had to protect the inner disciples, but they were powerless to help the many outer disciples who lived on the outskirts.

"It should be, it should be!"

Feng Yanxuan hurriedly replied, he knew exactly what kind of cultivation the person in front of him had, but seeing that the Xuan Palace was robbed there, the demon cultivator fled to death after this person arrived for more than a month, even though he knew There are not many, but his mind can naturally guess one or two of the hidden secrets.

Turning his eyes, he seemed to hesitate and said, "I don't know if Brother Wang is free?"

"how?"

Wang Mo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Actually, it's the elders Sun and Song who want to discuss something with Brother Wang!"

Feng Yanxuan smiled wryly.

"Hehe, since the two of you have something to do, let's go!"

Wang Mo nodded, said with a smile, and then put the jade slip in his hand back into the array on the shelf.

Seeing that he agreed, Feng Yanxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and went out of the pavilion together with him.

But before going out of the gate, Wang Mo's cyan brilliance flashed all over his body, but he hid his figure, while Feng Yanhua walked forward on his own, and in the eyes of Xuangong disciples who passed by from time to time, he was nothing but He is alone.

As for the current Tianfeng Xuan Palace, they don't know about Wang Mo's arrival, but they only know that a peerless murderer, the Imperial Envoy Demon Realm's Fierce Formation and the Nine Nether Blood Hell Formation helped Xuangong survive this calamity.

Although it is difficult for these disciples to accept that a top power in the immortal way relies on magic cultivation to survive the catastrophe, what is more important than being able to survive after the catastrophe?

Fortunately, the higher-ups of the Xuan Palace issued a gag order, and the disciples under the sect were strictly prohibited from discussing the matter in depth, otherwise they would be prosecuted for leaking sect secrets and convicted.

As for the people who knew about Wang Mo's arrival, they were just a few Yuan Ying elders and Feng Yanxuan who had seen Wang Mo that day. As the core disciples of Xuan Palace, they naturally obeyed orders.

……

At this time, although Tianfengxuan Palace has survived the catastrophe, the sect's territory has been completely destroyed. If it wants to rebuild, it will cost a lot of human resources and treasures.

Although to the monks, those destroyed houses were really nothing, but the prohibition formations in each mountain had to be rebuilt at a huge price.

Among the few remaining mountain ranges, people are moving various rocks to and fro at this time, and from time to time there will be flashes of glory, and the reconstruction of the cave is in full swing.

But surrounding a mountain peak, there are no monks and disciples coming in and out, and it looks quite lonely. At the top of it soaring into the clouds, a hall is looming, and the halfway up the mountain is full of unscathed buildings.

At this time, in one of the majestic halls, there was a man and a woman, and two monks were sitting opposite each other.

The man is a majestic white-haired old man, while the woman is wrapped in a colorful long skirt, who looks like she is only in her twenties. The two sigh from time to time, and their brows are full of sorrow.

While the two were contemplating, they suddenly raised their heads and looked out of the hall.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a beam of brilliance flashed into the hall, and the brilliance shrank to reveal a figure inside, which was Feng Yanxuan.

"Yanxuan pays homage to the two Great Elders!"

Seeing the two of them, Feng Yanxuan hastily bowed and bowed, it was actually a disciple's gift, which shows the dignity of the two.

When the two monks saw him coming alone, their faces darkened slightly at first, but they hurriedly got up to greet him, because beside Feng Yanxuan, a figure flashed again with a blue light.

During a sudden change, Wang Mo has already shown his real body.

"Sun Minglu met Senior Brother Wang!"

"Song Qingluan met Senior Brother Wang!"

The majestic white-haired old man and the young female cultivator in a colorful long skirt both bowed to him and saluted, looking quite solemn.