Retrograde fairy way

Rumble!

Even though they were only two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, they couldn't help trembling even though the electric noise from Yue Honglie, who was in the golden light, was horrifying despite their desperate efforts.

Seeing that the three joined hands and were about to break the thunder, and when they fled again, the middle-aged monk at the front showed a strange look, and the magic formula of his hands changed, and the two treasures in the air suddenly turned and fell. in its hands.

Then he saw his figure suddenly paused, and then the yellow-blue light all over his body rose sharply, flashing suddenly, he actually flashed out from the gap of the thunder that paused, and fled forward quickly .

Judging from the situation, this middle-aged cultivator left his companion and escaped alone when his companion made an appointment to fight for his life.

"what?"

Without the strong support of the middle-aged monk, the faces of the old man and the young man changed drastically, and the pressure doubled, but he had no time to care about what happened, but he felt that the aura of the middle-aged monk had gone away.

"Hahaha, this is what you call Zongmen monks, the so-called Zongmen friendship!"

Seeing this, Yue Honglie laughed wildly, wantonly swaying his own killing intent, and even a trace of sadness.

Although his words were extremely self-satisfied, his hands were not slow at all. He swung several electric arcs one after another, and sent a huge gilt hammer, which smashed down on the old man from the electric gap.

Among the three, the old man's cultivation base was slightly weaker, and he was the first to use his life energy. Facing the bombardment of such heavy treasures, his complexion was extremely pale, and fear flashed in his eyes.

The middle-aged cultivator, who didn't care about opening his mouth to curse, gritted his teeth, spit out three bloody arrows with a loud puff, and waved the spell with both hands towards the treasure above.

And that young monk, ignoring other things, spat out a few mouthfuls of his life energy fiercely, brandished the brilliant blue light beads, and shot out countless sharp blades and small tornadoes, constantly blocking the bombardment of the giant hammer.

"Die!"

Yue Honglie's face was grim, and there seemed to be blood in his eyes. He glanced at the disappearing light, his face changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to howl.

Suddenly, a golden thunder sword flashed from its mouth, and then flew into the sky above the thunder that was about to dissipate, with a buzzing sound.

I saw that Yue Honglie's two-handed technique changed, and he directly opened his mouth to spit out several natal vitality, which made the thunder sword tremble suddenly, and the crackling golden arc suddenly rolled, and it turned into a thunder sword phantom.

This person actually wanted to quickly kill the two, while gaining the upper hand, he did not hesitate to expend his life energy to kill the enemy.

Boom!

There was a sound like thunder, and suddenly flashed, the original thunder sword suddenly formed a large array of thunder swords, and suddenly unfolded, engulfing the two people below with greatly changed expressions.

Only two cryptic howls could be heard, and then under the change of Yue Honglie's formula, the thunder sword formation suddenly shuttled back and forth, and then the brilliance turned into a thunder sword again, and it shot at the person with a loud roar. When approached, it disappeared into its mouth.

"throat!"

Yue Honglie staggered in the air, his face was slightly pale, but his face was full of embarrassment and joy after being rewarded, but it turned into confusion in an instant, and then shook his head forward, and his figure flew into the midair There is only the place where the corpse fell.

Randomly swung a golden arc, suddenly rolled up all the treasures on the two miserable corpses, then took out the elixir and swallowed it, and immediately chased forward without stopping.

On his face, there was a hint of doubt, because in his induction, the aura of the middle-aged monk who fled before stopped at a place more than a hundred miles away.

And there, a large amount of resentment gathered, but the existence of the rest of the people was not sensed at all.

Although he was puzzled, he was confident that with his speed of escape, even if he met a great saint, he could escape by chance. Yue Honglie, who was eager for revenge, chased after him without hesitation.

He didn't believe that there really was a great sage who would spend his mana chasing and killing him in this dangerous demon realm for the sake of someone who had nothing to do with him.

But when he approached tens of miles, in his consciousness, he saw dozens of dark red giant pillars connecting the sky and the earth.

From the aura emanating from it, even he felt a palpitation, but what made him strange was that he still didn't notice any figure except the middle-aged monk he had been trying to kill.

When it was only a few miles away, the situation was still the same.

Involuntarily, Yue Honglie felt a little bad in his heart. It seemed that he just met was not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, and maybe not even a Nascent Soul cultivator.

With such a thought, Yue Honglie couldn't help feeling sorry for him. Of course, revenge can be retaliated in the future, but there is only one life, and if it is gone, it will be gone.

Thinking of this, Yue Honglie turned his head away as soon as he turned his eyes away, but at the next moment, he stopped immediately, his expression fluctuated for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and fled to that place again.

After a while, this person came to the place where the beam of light was erected. When he saw the situation in front of him clearly, his complexion changed slightly, and his pupils froze suddenly.

"I also ask the big monk to take action and kill this devil, and avenge my colleagues!"

As soon as he appeared, the middle-aged monk's face turned grim, and then he bowed down to a man in Tsing Yi who was not far away with a sad face, pointed at Yue Honglie, and said through gritted teeth.

Listening to his words, the man in Tsing Yi is an existence that is transformed into a god, and he is a top figure in the mainland.

"Ha ha!"

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi smiled and turned his head, revealing his face, but he was a young monk with a not-so-remarkable appearance, and it was indeed Wang Mo.

Although the matter of Tianlang City was not widely spread in the end, many people still knew the inside story. It is not difficult to imagine that the Jiang family father and son became the laughing stock of the mainland, and Wang Mo naturally became the focus of the mainland again.

"Give you a chance, kill him, and you can leave safely!"

He glanced at the middle-aged monk indifferently, and in the face of his face changed drastically, Wang Mo glanced at the thunder monk Dao.

"what?"

The middle-aged monk was startled, and said anxiously: "Senior, I hope that for the sake of Zong Xiu, who is also a cultivator, I can help this junior!"

However, Wang Mo didn't speak out again, and instead paid attention to the big formation in the distance, as if he no longer cared about it.

"Haha, die, shameless villain!"

Yue Honglie raised his head and laughed wildly. Unafraid of Wang Mo's side, he spit out that astonishing thunder sword again without hesitation, and killed the middle-aged monk with a single stretch.

The middle-aged cultivator's complexion was extremely ugly, a few traces of hidden resentment flashed across his eyes, and he glanced at Wang Mo, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.

At this moment, his heart is full of regret, it has already been like this, if he just runs away when he abandons his companions, it is better than facing the powerful enemy directly now.

Even though both parties are in the mid-stage Nascent Soul, the opponent's power is really not inferior to that of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul monks, as can be seen from the previous fighting skills.

Seeing Yue Honglie approaching, the middle-aged cultivator knew that he could not escape, so he stood up and sacrificed the treasure, and rushed to the sky with a grim expression, fighting with him.

Rumble!

The berserk airflow unfolded again, and the two Nascent Soul powerhouses fought with each other. The momentum was astonishing, but it didn't affect Wang Mo at all, or even the big formation not far in front of him.

As for the fight between the two, Wang Mo didn't seem to have the slightest intention to intervene.

A full quarter of an hour passed, only to hear a scream, but it was from the middle-aged man. So far, Wang Mo, who had been silent, turned cold and snorted coldly, and then, with one hand, He pointed forward fiercely.

I saw a smear of green-gold streamer, crackling and flashing towards that place, suddenly, there was a sound of hula, ripples appeared in the space, and a yellow-blue brilliance flashed, and a small crystal-clear figure about a foot long came out of it. flash out.

Just as he swept past Wang Mo and Yue Honglie with a look of resentment, he immediately turned his head, as if about to hit the dark golden beam of light, but the next moment, he was shot by the green-gold streamer.

Then he fell straight down in a trance, but Wang Mo swung out a ray of true energy again, and flew directly into the beam of light, uttering a faint and miserable howl, without any breath disappearing.

"Aren't you afraid of your cultivation base falling?"

After finishing all this, Wang Mo turned his head slowly and looked at Yue Honglie, revealing a playful smile.

"What? You won't kill me?"

The pale-faced Yue Honglie raised his brows, and said doubtfully with a sluggish breath.

"Hehe, is that necessary?"

Wang Mo shrugged, as if counting people, then flipped his wrist and threw out a jade bottle.

"This......"

After receiving the jade bottle, Yue Honglie hesitated for a moment, then opened the jade bottle, noticed the rich aura emanating from it, his complexion changed slightly, and the bachelor raised his head, directly poured the elixir in the jade bottle into his mouth, and sat on the ground to practice Melt up.

A full hour passed, and when Yue Honglie woke up from meditation with a rosy complexion, Wang Mo had already collected all the light beads transformed by the resentment in the formation, and was standing on a huge rock, looking at Lost in the distance.

"Thank you...Senior panacea!"

Looking at Wang Mo's back, Yue Honglie hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and bowed his hands in a salute.

"Okay, okay! Fellow Daoist Yue is very unkind!"

Wang Mo turned around indifferently, waved his hand slightly, and looked Yue Honglie up and down, feeling a little dissatisfied.

Long before, when the four of them were fighting, Wang Mo had noticed the movement.

If it hadn't been seen in the consciousness, what the middle-aged monk did, and the other two monks were the two people who had intercepted and killed Feng Yingying and Fu Honglian in Tianfeng Prefecture, and this Yue Honglie was also an acquaintance , He said that he would not interfere in this matter.

Speaking of Yue Honglie, when Wang Mo came back from the Demon Realm, he was anxious to send Fengmanqing Nirvana Tianfeng back. When he passed by a place, he happened to meet him in the catastrophe of Yuanying, and helped him kill the enemy.

After a deal with him, he got a lot of lightning-type cultivation formulas from the other party. It can be said that Yue Honglie is a rare lightning-type monk that Wang Mo has practiced so far, and his aptitude is extremely high.

As for the enmity between them, Wang Mo didn't care about it, but in the previous observation, he saw Yue Honglie's thunder sword formation, which made him envious, and it even moved his heart.

You know, he has been troubled by this matter for a long time, if he can get this method, and get the method of sacrifice from it, no matter how bad it is, he can also get some inspiration, which will help him practice in the future, which is also great.

He discovered that the things that the other party traded to him back then were just superficial things compared to the techniques used by the other party.

Back then, Wang Mo was just a casual cultivator, who had been fighting and avoiding for more than a hundred years, how could he gain a lot of experience?As it is now, with such insight?