Retrograde fairy way

The current Wang Mo, in the eyes of all the cultivators who transform into gods, is already an out-and-out lunatic.

Under such circumstances, who would provoke a madman?What's more, he is still a lunatic with the power to transform into a god.

Even the strong man surnamed Huo who was always trying to kill Wang Mo, his cheeks twitched and he didn't dare to meet Ye Chongyang's eyes.

What's more, even though they could escape from the space crack, the destruction of the cultivators here, and even the entire Tianlang City, the death of so many cultivators, especially the Nascent Soul cultivator inside, was definitely not something they could afford.

You must know that the anti-magic war has continued to the present, and the fundamental reason why they have survived to this day is not because they are strong in cultivation, but because they are great monks who transform gods, but because countless Nascent Soul monks and alchemy monks have gone on and on, exchanging their lives for the help of others. They resisted the strong demons.

In particular, Wang Mo said without any emotion, "What does it have to do with me?" Under such circumstances, Wang Mo, who made such a move, they had no doubt about what kind of crazy behavior he would do if he didn't achieve his goal.

"Ahem! Fellow Daoist Jiang, for the safety of everyone here and Tianlang City, I propose to reveal it!"

Just when all the cultivators were terrified, turned their minds into focus, and didn't know what to do, Gui Xuancang, who had never said a word, suddenly coughed softly, and his faint words drifted across the audience.

"This......"

Hearing his words, all the monks looked slightly relaxed, but Jiang Haitao's face was filled with illusion, obviously hesitant.

Although what I said before was beautiful, but now that I really want to reveal it, this loss of face will be a big deal.

You must know that this big wedding ceremony is done according to the ancient rituals passed down from ancient times. Each step has specific etiquette and rules. If it is done in advance or not according to the rules, the big wedding ceremony will not be considered complete. A man and a woman are not meant to be a couple.

Now that Gui Xuancang said such words, it seems that he is considering the lives of many monks on the surface, but in fact he is already biased towards Wang Mo.

A group of cultivators who transformed themselves into spirits were not Nascent Soul cultivators whose minds were shocked one after another. They just couldn't bear the loss caused by the violent explosion of the colorful giant bell.

After all, with the loss of so many Nascent Soul monks, if there is any change in the battle against demons, they will need to fight with their own swords and guns. In other words, their lives will be indirectly affected.

Wang Mo's action is not indifferent, using himself as a guide, even if he becomes the public enemy of the mainland's creatures, he will threaten all the cultivators of the God of Transformation here.

Such a move, without the determination to break the boat, without the spirit of swearing to die, is absolutely impossible to do so.

No one who can make such a move will doubt what kind of crazy move he will make after the request is rejected.

But what they didn't know was that after Gui Xuancang's words of help, Wang Mo didn't feel the slightest gratitude in his heart, but just waited and watched coldly.

"Hmph, Brother Jiang doesn't have to be like this. We will join forces to seal this town, even if there is a small loss, we can minimize it!"

Just when Jiang Haitao was hesitating, the strong man surnamed Huo reminded him with a cold snort.

But just after he finished speaking, Gui Xuancang nodded again and said: "In my opinion, it's better to uncover, after all, it can avoid damage, can't it?"

When his words fell, the faces of all the cultivators suddenly changed. Judging from the situation, the number one powerhouse in the mainland has already made up his mind to help Wang Mo.

"Group, uncover!"

Noticing the change in everyone's expressions, and even hearing the meaning of Gui Xuancang's words of helping Wang Mo, Jiang Haitao's face surged with illusion, and under the terrified eyes of all the cultivators, he finally turned to Gaotai in a very gloomy manner. The Jiangfeng group below.

"This is!"

Hearing his words, Jiang Fengqun's face was ugly, but he had to nod and stretched out his hand to the two puppet-like 'brides' who had never made a sound.

In the bottom of his heart, he already heard the sound of his own blood dripping. On the day of the big wedding, he was forced to interrupt the rituals performed according to the ancient rituals, and had to do it himself.

This kind of aggrieved, only the parties can understand.

Although all the cultivators understood at this time, they were shocked and frightened, but their gazes followed their palms, wanting to see what kind of peerless woman it was that made Wang Mo do such a shocking move .

call!

Inexplicably, just as the red veils around the two girls were removed, a chill suddenly emerged, and even brought a gust of cold wind.

Among the two peerless beautiful figures, mist suddenly gushed out from one person's body. It was obvious that the coldness came from this woman.

When everyone looked around, they could only see a shadow of a beautiful figure in the mist, which was obviously covered by the red veil and was not revealed before.

And the other one had beautiful eyes that suddenly opened, but he couldn't speak, and could only look straight ahead, where Wang Mo was.

"Han Yan, sister Shan'er!"

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded from the crowd, causing all the monks to turn their heads to look.

I saw two women with the same unparalleled beauty, separating from the crowd and galloping forward. The person who exclaimed was obviously the woman in green.

And among the crowd, the woman in blue who was restrained by the middle-aged beautiful woman also trembled delicately, with clear eyes.

"Are you going to untie the restrictions on them yourself? Or let a certain family do it?"

Seeing the faces and situations of the two women clearly, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and killing intent shot up all over his body, but it was fleeting. He stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the colorful giant clock beside him, looking at Jiang Fengqun and said calmly.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he already realized that the situation of the two women at this time was exactly the person he was looking for, but they were imprisoned in their own cultivation.

And the person who made the move was definitely not Jiang Haitao, the cultivator who transformed the spirit above, but Jiang Fengqun who was standing beside the two girls.

Hearing Wang Mo's words, the group of Nascent Soul cultivators suppressed their fears, and when their hearts moved slightly, they showed a clear look, and there was a little difference in the eyes they looked at Jiang Fengqun.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the situation of the two daughters at this time, if they marry voluntarily, why bother to make such a move?

Seeing this, regret flashed in Jiang Fengqun's eyes. He knew that Wang Mo would have such strength and such a treasure that could threaten all cultivators.

In his original expectation, he wanted to humiliate Wang Mo under such circumstances, and in his pain and despair, possess these two peerless cauldrons, so as to break through the transformation of gods and come to the mainland.

What else is more majestic than Wang Mo, who is known as the number one sage under the Transformation God under their construction?

"Qionya, are you still not backing down?"

Seeing that the two peerless 'women' were about to approach, a young monk on the high platform got up with a slight frown and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hmph, what a bastard, and the leader of the Loose Cultivation Alliance, what the hell? I think it's just a bastard who robs female cultivators!"

There was a cracking sound, and before the two of them approached, a clear female voice suddenly resounded from the front of the stand, the disdain in her words was already self-evident.

All the cultivators were horrified, and when they turned their heads to look again, they saw an incomparably pretty woman in emerald green clothes, who suddenly floated out and landed on the field, looking at Jiang Fengqun with disdain in her beautiful eyes. .

She pinched her waist with one hand and pointed at Jiang Fengqun with the other and yelled at Jiang Fengqun. She had the demeanor of a shrew cursing the streets.

It's just that no one can figure out who this woman is, and what kind of support she has, who dares to scold a son of Huashen on such an occasion, regardless of her image and safety.

"Yunxin, why don't you back down?"

Just when the emerald-clothed woman was pointing at Jiang Fengqun and yelling, she stopped two stunning 'women' from approaching before that, and the young Huashen on the high platform suddenly changed her complexion, and shouted involuntarily.

And beside him, the one-armed cultivator who transformed himself into a god also stood up suddenly, looked at the woman in emerald green with a very nervous look, his eyes flickered with coldness, and walked back and forth between Jiang Haitao and the strong man surnamed Huo, It seems to be on guard against something.

For a moment, all the Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't turn their heads around, looked at the Huashen Daxiu, and then set their eyes on the green-clothed woman.

"You...why do you have to?"

The woman in emerald green clothes had her willow eyebrows erect, and when she was about to speak coldly, Wang Mo looked at her back in the distance behind her, but said in a low tone.

"Are you going to make me owe you my life for a lifetime?"

The green-clothed woman was about to yell and scold again, but when she heard Wang Mo's words, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Wang Mo.

What is surprising is that tears are shining in her beautiful eyes, which makes everyone puzzled for a while, what kind of situation is this.

"Brother Wang!"

Under the eyes of everyone who didn't know why, the two peerless 'women' had already approached. What shocked people's jaws was that the 'women' in white clothes made a very magnetic sound. male voice.

Could it be that this person who has the number one saint under the God Transformation, no, the Human Race Tianjiao who already has the power to transform God at this time, still has such a hobby?

For a moment, all the monks looked at Wang Mo with strange expressions on their faces, with such doubts in their hearts.

"Brother Xia, congratulations!"

Looking at the stubborn eyes of the green-clothed woman, Wang Mo sighed secretly, turned around slowly, and looked at the two.

These two people are none other than Xia Qiongya and Wu Yunji. Judging from the situation, the two have already achieved a good dual cultivation.

"Thank you, Senior Wang!"

Without waiting for Xia Qiongya to speak, Wu Yunji, a girl in pink and green, who was beside her, gave Wang Mo a hard look, and spoke emphatically as if gnashing her teeth.

In her opinion, Wang Mo occupies half of the man she loves. As a woman, it's not his fault.

When the two came closer, Xia Qiongya nodded to the emerald-clothed woman, obviously they were already familiar with each other.

On the high platform, the shout of the young god did not care at all, and the eyes of the three all fell on Wang Mo.

Those who can stand up to defend Wang Mo under such circumstances must have a deep relationship with him, otherwise they would never come out at the risk of offending Jiang Haitao, his son, and even the cultivators.

"Ha ha!"

With Wang Mo's wit, he can naturally hear what he said, but this is not the time to talk too much, he just touched the bridge of his nose subconsciously, and once again set his eyes on Jiang Fengqun, he said lightly: "Brother Jiang, is it right? Time to make a decision?"

"you......"

Being watched by Wang Mo, under the constant changes at this time, Jiang Fengqun no longer had the composure before, and Jiang Fengqun couldn't help turning their eyes to Jiang Haitao on the high platform for help.

Seeing such a situation, Jiang Haitao's face flickered with haze, and a vague fluctuation in the air flashed away, and surprisingly he didn't say a word.