Retrograde fairy way

Time flies, and a few years have passed, Tianfeng Continent has ushered in a rare peace. After nearly 200 years of anti-demon war, it was finally declared by the continent's top powers and top forces to completely end.

In the celebration of all living beings, there are also countless people who are inexplicably sad. In this catastrophe, some of them lost their parents and elders, some lost their brothers and sisters, and some lost their best friends.

Even though the monks are ruthless, but after years of friendship and kinship, it is inevitable to let go of each other in their hearts, and they are extremely sad and longing.

But among the many trends of celebration, these voices of mourning and longing seem a little insignificant.

If they knew that the so-called war against demons was nothing more than an insignificant game of interests among the legendary powerhouses in the upper world, and so many people were killed or injured, how would they feel?

The victory of this catastrophe was also based on what they believed. The ultimate result of the bloody battle led by the most powerful man in Tianfeng Continent to resist the demons was only the outcome of their negotiations for their own interests. How would you feel?

And now, many Nascent Soul powerhouses have been recruited by various forces to go to the Northwest Demon Territory, which has become a wasteland, for the final completion.

Because since more than ten years ago, the Northwest Demon Territory has been covered by a large area of ​​resentment, which is formed after the death of countless living beings.

If the resentment is allowed to spread, in the long run, I am afraid that the entire Tianfeng Continent will be affected, and eventually become an existence like the original Langya Purgatory.

Countless vicious ghosts formed inside, and even extremely powerful existences appeared, which eventually harmed Tianfeng Continent.

In the current Northwest Demon Territory, ordinary creatures cannot exist at all. Even a master of alchemy will be driven crazy by the ubiquitous strong resentment if he stays for a long time.

Only the Nascent Soul Saint can walk through it and set up a large formation to gradually eliminate the resentment in it.

It's just that I don't know how long such actions will last before the Northwest Demon Territory can be restored to its original form and be able to accept the existence of living beings again.

At the same time, in a mountain range in the far west of Tianfeng Prefecture, several figures were standing, looking up at the sky with solemn expressions, and seemed to be talking about something.

"Brother, sister-in-law, take care!"

Seeing Jin Yingchui and Bai Yingli with absolutely absolutely expressions on their faces, Wang Mo took a deep breath, bowed his hands and saluted.

"Take care of yourself!"

The two looked at each other, and Bai Yingliyu waved her hand lightly, imprisoning the reluctant little girl on her shoulders, and waved it towards Wang Mo casually, her eyes also showed reluctance, but it instantly turned into firmness.

After finishing speaking, he forced himself to turn around, not as good as in front of the formation on the top of the mountain, and then waved his hands in both hands, spurting out a series of tyrannical monster aura.

All of a sudden, the large formation carrying countless mysterious rune grooves suddenly vibrated, and when Weng Ran rang, countless silver lights appeared in an instant and spread to the surroundings.

Following the changes in the formulas between Golden Eagle Cry and Bai Yingli's hands, those silver lights suddenly retracted inward after a few breaths, as if turning into a beam of light.

"cut!"

The eyes of both of them shrank suddenly, and they shouted in unison. The silver light like a beam of light swayed slightly, and then saw above it, a gray streamer suddenly appeared, and Weng Ran's obscure fluctuations slowly flowed away. out.

A pitch-black crack with a width of about [-] meter suddenly appeared on it, and the silver beam of light penetrated directly into it, and it did not know how far it extended.

Seeing the crack appear, the eyes of Jin Yingtiao and Bai Yingli burst out with joy and enthusiasm, and they rushed straight to the crack without hesitation.

It disappeared into the crack in an instant, but before disappearing, she glanced at Wang Mo with incomparable nostalgia. In Wang Mo's arms, her eyes were full of tears, like a little girl like a white jade doll.

"Take care of yourself!"

Looking at the space crack that was slowly closing, Wang Mo's eyes were calm, he slowly stretched out his right hand, waved it slowly a few times until the crack closed, put it down gently, and landed on the top of the little girl in his arms, gently stroking her Soft jade-colored hair.

"Wow!"

Feeling the warmth of Wang Mo's palm, the tears in the eyes of the little girl finally couldn't stop falling, and she turned her head and burst into tears.

Lei Peng, who was on Wang Mo's shoulder, blinked his nimble eyes, as if feeling the sadness of the little girl, stretched his neck, and gently pecked her hair, as if to comfort her.

"You don't blame me, do you?"

Not far from Wang Mo's side, Murong Qing, who had half of his face like a mummy and half of his face like a [-]-year-old girl, looked at Wang Modao with a slightly hesitant expression.

"No, I can understand your concerns. I have given up everything and put my name on the line. I have no right to ask you to do anything!"

Hearing what he said, Wang Mo sighed, turned his head slowly, shook his head lightly, and pondered for a while: "Is there any other arrangement needed here?"

"That's good!"

After receiving Wang Mo's response, Murong Qing's face was slightly relaxed, and then he glanced around and said: "No need, the space node leading to the Spirit Washing Pool in the upper realm is very special, it is the joint of the barrier between the two realms, its strong The degree is by no means comparable to ordinary spaces, and it won’t take long for the fluctuations here to disappear without a trace!”

"So good!"

Wang Mo nodded, looked at the empty sky again, then flipped his left hand, and there were two jade slips in the palm of his hand, one golden and the other white jade, in which the shadows of two eagle-like monsters could be faintly seen , was waving his wings and said slightly melancholy: "I wish you success!"

There is not much time for the golden eagle to cry, and only by going to the upper realm can we solve our own problems. The husband sings and the wife follows, so naturally Bai Yingli will not let him go alone.

Therefore, Wang Mo confronted Murong Qing with the space node obtained from Zhuge Chaohua, and let the two choose a breakthrough by themselves.

It's just that Murong Qing is not from the Muyun Lingyu, so he can only roughly see whether the location of the space node is correct or not.

But faced with a situation where they had no choice, Jin Yingtiao and Bai Yingli chose one place without hesitation, and finally broke through from here.

Looking at the sky, after contemplating for a long time, Wang Mo put away the soul jade slip in his hand, and then protruded forward with one hand, a blue-gold true essence suddenly turned into a giant golden palm, and with a bang, he smashed the The tray is put away.

"Are you really sure you want to participate in the matter of Tianyuan Palace?"

Seeing that Wang Mo had tidied things up properly, Murong Qing asked hesitantly. Judging by his expression, it was obvious that he had been thinking about it for a long time before asking.

"Not bad!"

Wang Mo glanced at her in surprise, nodded and said: "If there are not many things in this world that can tempt me, there must be countless dangers in this trip to the upper world. If I can get a few things in Tianyuan Palace Treasures are the best for body protection, what's more, to enter Tianyuan Palace, you must use the Golden Five Prison Formation. This treasure was given by Senior Feng, but you can't let her be handed over to those who killed her. In the hands of the dead!"

"I... I may not be able to help you!"

Murong Qing looked a little nervous, staring at Wang Mo for a moment, as if afraid that Wang Mo would misunderstand.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing his appearance, Wang Mo smiled indifferently, nodded and said, "I understand, anyone would face such an existence as Mage Erlo, and would be afraid!"

"It's good that you understand, I thought, you are really fearless!"

Murong Qing exhaled lightly, patted his bulging and alluring chest, rolled his eyes and said.

If it weren't for his horrifying appearance, this action would have fascinated thousands of young people to death. Unfortunately, that terrifying appearance is really unflattering, not to mention that the person opposite is Wang Mo who has always kept women at a distance.

"how could be?"

Wang Mo shook his head with a wry smile, and touched the bridge of his nose involuntarily. Thinking of the scenes he faced with Mage Erluo in Tianlang City, he couldn't help sighing.

If it wasn't for the chance and coincidence back then, which could gather the general trend and frighten the opponent, I am afraid that a fierce battle would have been inevitable.

Even so, in the end, I couldn't help but feel tense, as if I had been in a big battle, I almost collapsed.

"Let's go, there are still many things to do!"

There was a long silence between the two, Wang Mo shook his head slightly, put aside the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, turned his head indifferently, set up the escape light and galloped away.

Murong Qing didn't say much, a gray-green brilliance flashed all over his body, and he immediately followed.

Not long after, the two disappeared without a trace, leaving only the bleak mountain wind, blowing a large amount of dust, and covering the top of the mountain.

......

Oh!

In the boundless gray-red sky, streaks of bloody arcs suddenly flickered, and amidst the howling wind, the sound of rolling thunder swayed.

Even though the noises came one after another, they did not bring any vitality to this lonely land, but added a bit of silence and madness before death.

Looking around, there are ruins and ruins everywhere, the vegetation and creatures are in a state of depression, and the dust of killing is rising, making this land even more desolate.

Among the mountains, the originally tall and strong ancient trees have long been turned into dead branches, and even cracked. As the gloomy mountain wind blows, the sound of dry branches breaking one after another, and the ubiquitous gray-red faint mist make this place even more beautiful. Weird and eerie, infiltrating like a ghost.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a piercing sound flashed across the sky, and it paused in the sky above the mountains in an instant, and it circled back and forth several times, as if it was looking for something.

Not long after, the light disappeared towards one of the hills, and a figure in blue flashed, it was Wang Mo.

Looking at the extremely bleak situation everywhere, Wang Mo's eyes were extremely calm, as if he was used to it, without any surprise.

Just flipped his wrist, and successively slapped down dozens of array disks on the flat places of the surrounding mountains or among the rocks. After doing these, he jumped up again and fell into the distance.

Not long after, in this stretch of hundreds of miles of mountains, I don't know how many formations were arranged.

After everything was arranged properly, Wang Mo turned around and flew up into the sky, stood still in the dark clouds, glanced down with his eyes fixed, suddenly waved his hands, pinched out the Taoist formula, and tapped down with his hands.

hum!

There was a sound of shock, and directly below it, a blood-colored brilliance suddenly flashed, and then several times, it finally turned into a beam of light.

As the light beams formed, one could see where Wang Mo had arranged arrays in the mountains before, as if reflecting each other, suddenly forming beams of light.

"Congeal!"

Keeping his eyes on the place where the light beam formed, Wang Mo suddenly let out a deep shout, and the formula in his hand changed.

As the brilliance flickered, the light beams below trembled in unison, then swayed suddenly, and suddenly turned into circles of thick beams of light, as if stirring, and then countless gray-red air currents in the clouds, like As if being pulled, they slowly converged into the beams below.