Retrograde fairy way

As time goes by, until half a day later, the clouds around and even above the sky glow with normal bright colors, and the beams of light below are getting more and more intense. Standing like a red pillar.

"Gather!"

Wang Mo, who had been staring at the changes in the beam of light, secretly calculated the time and opportunity, and suddenly danced his hands again. During the changing formula, streams of blue-gold streamers suddenly flashed into the bottom of the beam of light below, among the arrays.

Then he felt a tyrannical cold and evil spirit suddenly surging out, followed by a faint feeling of violence.

The stronger this feeling was, the more restrained the beams of light below were. After half an hour passed, those beams of light finally turned into an extremely frightening dark red silk thread, and then turned into a little bit, forming a Fist-sized dark red light beads appeared one by one.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo's eyes flashed brightly, and he waved his hand without hesitation, and dozens of jade bottles emerged, and then waved out his true energy with one hand, shaking those who were bound by the formation, trembling, as if The light beads that seemed to be shot away at any time were collected into the jade bottle and sealed one by one.

"What a hassle!"

Putting away the jade bottle, Wang Mo babbled helplessly, and then turned around and took out the formation plates that had been shot into the ground one by one, then set up the escape light again, and fled away in a hurry.

In the places he went through, from time to time, he would come across places where such beams of light condensed, and he would hide his figure, or just pass by without any intersection with the monks around him.

At this time, in the original Northwest Demon Territory, there were countless scenes like this, which were caused by the monks who accumulated resentment in the Demon Territory.

The method given to Wang Mo by Mage Eruo back then was to first absorb and weaken the resentment in the Northwest Demon Territory with the force of the formation, and then use this to enter the most central place where he arranged the formation. The method shown destroys the large array inside.

Only by breaking the momentum of convergence among them can the Northwest Demon Territory be truly relieved of this catastrophe.

It seems like a drastic move, but in fact, the resentment between the heaven and the earth, as long as there are living beings, has never been cut off.

Wanting to use this to reduce the concentration of resentment in the entire Northwest Demon Territory, how can it be such a simple thing?

Therefore, Wang Mo decided to weaken the resentment in the Demon Realm to a critical point for a period of 30 years, and then enter the center of the Demon Realm later to destroy the knots within it.

And mobilizing so many monks to deal with the resentment here is not completely useless.

Except for those who practice magic arts, who are in great need of the resentment here, and can collect what they need by themselves, the rest of the monks can hand over all the collected resentment to the various sects, or go to Tongshang trade.

In the end, most of these grievances will be traded into Wang Mo's hands.

one ring.

Although Wang Mo doesn't need these grievances, it is a must for his ghost pet blood-clothed ghost to advance in cultivation.

Gathering a state, and the countless grievances since the catastrophe was destroyed, one can imagine how the blood-clothed ghost will make great progress.

It's just that the Huashen are not stupid, they all know how important it is for Langya Purgatory to visit the legendary Tianyuan Palace party after 30 years.

Therefore, except for the general sellers affiliated to Tianfengxuan Palace, the collected grievances will be sent to Wang Mo in a steady stream, and the rest will be sent after 30 years.

No one can increase the strength of his opponent when the war is approaching, let alone an opponent who grows extremely fast.

Those sects that are doing their best to sweep away the resentment in the Northwest Demon Territory are not just doing these things.

After the Northwest Demon Territory returns to normal, the most powerful and powerful people in the mainland will assign all the places with rich resources to them.

If not, even if Wang Mo sold all his treasures, he would not be able to supply them, hire so many monks, and collect resentment.

......

boom!

In the depths of the Northwest Demon Territory, several violent air currents suddenly flashed, mixed with violent crit and roar, which were clearly audible, and the screams that rang out from time to time, looked from a distance, it looked like someone was fighting .

I saw a golden electric arc chasing several streaks of light of different colors, across dozens of miles in an instant, and it looked like it would never stop chasing and killing.

Judging from the aura emitted by these escaping lights, they are all Nascent Soul cultivators, but they don't know what kind of hatred makes them fight desperately in such a dangerous place.

You must know that in the current Northwest Demon Territory, because of the extremely strong resentment, the immortal cultivators in it consume themselves extremely intensely, let alone fighting skills.

In a situation like this, the energy consumed is several times that of other places, which is why very few alchemy cultivators enter this place.

Treasures are good, but where is life so precious?

In such a dangerous place, being targeted by a slightly greedy Nascent Soul cultivator is definitely the end of life or death.

Only Nascent Soul monks have enough vitality and resources to really stay here for a long time and even fight, but this rarely happens unless it is absolutely necessary.

After all, in the current cultivation world, there is a lot of waste waiting to be done, and the consumption is extremely high. Who would fight with the same level for nothing, or even fight to the death?

Unless there is an extremely important treasure between the two parties, or there is a deep hatred, they will be so desperate.

Rumble!

While the few flashes of light were escaping in front, the golden arc behind was extremely fast, suddenly flickering a few bolts of electricity, covering the front, forcing the monks in front to turn around and fight together, The electricity broke, and fled again.

Judging from the situation, he was obviously extremely afraid of the figure in the golden arc.

"Yue Honglie, don't deceive others too much!"

In a blue-red ray of light in front of him, suddenly there was an old voice, and he shouted angrily.

"That's right, you have to know that we are not the only ones in the Northwest Demon Territory. If those demon cultivators come across you, you will definitely die!"

The voice of another person, full of fear and intimidation, came from far away.

But judging from the tremors in his voice, it was obvious that his own fear took the majority.

On the Tianfeng Continent, not all demon cultivators were killed after experiencing the War of Resistance Against Demons. When the War of Resistance Against Demons started, many demon cultivators were dissatisfied with the rule of the demon race in the outer domain and slaughtered the creatures of Tianfeng Continent. , They fled to other big states together.

It was just like the Yu Miaohan's family that Wang Mo met in Wuling Mountain back then.

In the subsequent battle against the demons, the immortal cultivators and even the monsters used it one after another, and they did not know how much they were harmed, not to mention these people who were 'rebels' in their eyes.

As a result, many demon cultivators hid in various places, and did not show up again until the war against demons was declared over.

The current Northwest Demon Territory is filled with ubiquitous resentment, and for demon cultivators, it is the real holy place.

What's more, whether it is cultivation or fighting skills, it is faster than in other places, and there is no need to wantonly kill creatures.

With such a treasure land, these devil cultivators naturally don't want the immortal cultivators to come to clear away the resentment, hide in the devil realm, and attack the lonely people from time to time.

But looking at the fighting spirit of these people, it is obvious that they are immortal cultivators, so naturally they have to worry about this.

"Hahaha, are you also afraid? All of you cultivators of miscellaneous sects deserve to die!"

Hearing the words of the two, the figure in the golden light suddenly flashed out, with blood-colored brilliance, and in the fierce and righteous atmosphere, there was a trace of bloody evil spirit mixed in, and he laughed wildly.

"You...you have practiced magic skills!"

The escape light in front of him who had never said a word, noticed the sudden change in the golden escape light's aura behind him, and immediately cried out in surprise. In addition to being surprised, it actually slowed down the escape light by a beat.

"Hey, if I had to let you have a taste, how could my Yue family have suffered so much back then, why would you stay here until now?"

In the golden light, several arcs were swung again, and the people in front of them were slow to escape, like a cat playing with a mouse, and sneered.

"Let's go, let's go, he's gone crazy, we're definitely no match for him here!"

The old voice faded away, shouting anxiously while resisting the entangled arc.

"Old Gong, there are fluctuations ahead. It is obvious that someone is gathering resentment. Let's rush over. As long as it is a cultivator, we will be saved!"

The person who escaped the fastest and was in front of him was the one with the highest cultivation among the three, at this moment his tone was filled with inexplicable joy, and he said anxiously.

"Want to go? Dreaming!"

Hearing the sound, the person in the golden light suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Thunder Cloud Lock Kong!"

And in an instant, dozens of golden arcs were swung out, covering the entire sky. Watching the moment of his attack, the aura revealed is impressively the appearance of the peak of the Nascent Soul in the middle stage.

With his lightning attribute mana and his cultivation, he forced a middle-stage Nascent Soul and two early-stage Nascent Soul monks into such a miserable situation. Even though this place is special, it is of certain benefit to those who practice magic arts. The strength of the strength can also be seen.

crackle!

The berserk golden arc suddenly covered the three of them, causing the three of them to change their expressions suddenly, and they opened their mouths without hesitation to spit out their own treasures, and slashed fiercely towards the thunder clouds in the sky.

"Old Gong, Lao Peng, if we work hard, if we don't work hard, we will never escape this beast's pursuit. As long as we delay today and tell the mainland about this beast's face, he will definitely be hunted down to death!"

Among the three trapped under the lightning, the middle-aged monk commanded two treasures to protect himself, while yelling loudly at an old man and a young man with a pale complexion.

"Okay, Lao Peng, don't keep your tricks anymore. If this continues, we will really fall here as Elder Zhang said!"

The old man's complexion changed slightly, and he looked at the white-faced young man with fear in his eyes, and threw out several one-time treasures one after another. As if to show his determination, he changed his hands and spit out a ball between his mouth. The original gas.

"Fight!"

Seeing this, the white-faced young man's expression changed several times, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Then he waved the cyan folding fan in his hand, and suddenly a gust of wind came out. After blocking the golden arc for a while, he opened his mouth and spit out a cyan light bead, which suddenly flashed towards the thunder above.