Retrograde fairy way

Before he had time to think about it, Wang Mo's eyes flashed sharply, he pulled back without hesitation, circled the Five Elements Sword with one hand, Weng Ran clanged to protect his whole body, and fell into the violent airflow below in an instant.

boom!

As soon as the figure settled down, the evil, cold and bloody aura suddenly surged around, and the troll seemed to be aware of Wang Mo, and rushed towards him desperately.

But before it approached, the nine big and fifth-level ghosts transformed into the blood clothes roared in unison, and waved the same huge arms one after another. stand up.

"That's all!"

Seeing the dark clouds rolling above, the sky thunder was brewing again, but this time the brewing time was obviously much longer, which made Wang Mo below, his complexion changed several times, and he finally made up his mind.

Flipping his wrist, an extra yellow talisman appeared in his hand, but the solemn color flashed between his brows, and flipping his wrist again, another one appeared.

Looking at the aura of the two talisman seals, they are both middle-grade fifth-order talisman seals, and they are also defensive talisman seals.

During these years of Wang Mo's retreat, Murong Qing used the refining materials he gave, as well as the treasures he owned and searched, and it can be said that he never stopped refining nearly thirty talisman seals for him.

None of these talismans were attacking talismans, they were all binding and defensive talismans, in order to deal with this trip to Tianyuan Palace.

With Wang Mo's current cultivation base, it is absolutely difficult for ordinary monks in the early stage of transformation to be his opponent, but facing the monks in the middle stage of transformation, it is a bit stretched.

But he has a blood-clothed body protection. Although the blood-clothed ghost is only at the beginning of the fifth stage, its innate characteristics are enough to shake the mid-stage cultivator of the God of Transformation. In addition, he has eight blood demon souls at the fifth stage, and the Nine Nether Blood Prison Array is enough to counter Undefeated in the late stage of Huashen.

With these talismans, Wang Mo can trap the invincible, and then kill them with the blood clothes. Even if they can't kill them, they can delay for a while.

Roar!

The troll was only a monster at the beginning of the fifth level, and when the blood clothes and other nine fifth-level ghosts came out, he was already suppressed by the blood clothes, and under the heavy blow of the sky thunder, the devilish energy in his body was weakened by a few chips.

Seeing that Wang Mo was waiting in strict formation, the sky was full of dark clouds, and hundreds of thunders were brewing, suddenly the troll was dismembered by nine ghosts, and they were all swallowed up.

On the other hand, Wang Mo was keenly aware that there was a slight pause in the rolling of the thunder above, as if he was consciously thinking.

Aware of this, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and trembled the little finger of his left hand without hesitation, a subtle and undetectable tremor came out, and the golden light flickered invisible.

The troll who was waiting to be refined was covered in bloody bloody clothes, twisted his huge body, let out a roar of dissatisfaction, and suddenly stretched his huge arms.

The eight blood demon souls roared in unison, and the blood burst into the blood, disappearing directly into the back of the blood coat, and the blood coat itself, dodging directly, turned into a ball of blood flames, and immediately sank into Wang Mo's little finger Among the transformed golden bells.

The troll and the nine ghosts disappeared one after another, and the dark clouds above the sky trembled suddenly, tumbling more violently than before, and seemed to be pressing down again, gathering more thunder.

The sky thunder that was supposed to fall is constantly surging and probing, as if looking for a missing monster.

But in the end, under Wang Mo's steadfast stare, the dark clouds in the sky trembled suddenly, and even though most of them dissipated, there was still a group of dark clouds that was nearly half smaller than when he just arrived.

There are only a dozen thunderbolts flickering inside, but it seems that they have undergone some changes, a little slow, not as agile and fast as before.

Taking a closer look at the thunder in the dark clouds, Wang Mo's face was serious, he turned his wrist straight, put away the two talisman seals, and landed on the position where the troll was before while shaking his body.

Due to the battle between the two sides, a large pit with a width of more than ten miles has been formed, and it is deep enough to worship ten feet. It can be seen that the troll has been hiding deep underground to avoid the bombardment of the sky thunder.

What surprised Wang Mo was that after he restrained his aura and no longer contended with the sky thunder above, the dark clouds above the sky collapsed by themselves after hovering for several weeks.

boom!

Wang Mo, who was puzzled, punched the ground hard, and in an instant, an unmatched fist peak was about to sweep away all the sand and gravel in the ground, revealing the situation inside.

"This is... array disk!"

Wang Mo's face froze, looking at the extremely complex and even mysterious patterned runes, he suddenly felt dazzled and fascinated.

The level of this formation definitely exceeded his cognition, so much so that he suspected that the level of this rune was about the same as that of the person who inscribed Yuyu on the gold leaf he had obtained.

Without hesitation, he withdrew and jumped out of the huge pit. Since the sky thunder no longer appeared, there was no need to stay any longer.

As for this huge array with a high rank, he felt uncomfortable even looking at it a few more times, let alone taking it away.

......

In a place deep in the space, the sky is covered with dark clouds, as if they will be crushed at any time, and an unimaginable majestic pressure is condensed in the void.

Just standing under the dark clouds, it feels like being strangled by life, and will be suffocated in the next moment.

Rumble!

The violent air current slammed away, and golden blue electric snakes danced with the wind, impacting the void. Even though the pressure was unmatched, it did not change the void at all, as if it was extremely strong.

"Destroy!"

Suddenly, an incomparably domineering voice, surrounded by endless aura, flashed suddenly.

With the appearance of this sound, it was like a thunderbolt between the sky and the earth. They all trembled and dodged involuntarily. The roar of each sound could not cover up the sound at all.

hum!

Immediately, a strange fluctuation seemed to flow out slowly and quickly, and there was a loud shock, mixed with a cold and desperate roar, and the miserable scream stopped abruptly in an instant.

As the sound dissipated, the thunder in the sky seemed to be affected, and it dissipated completely in an instant, and finally the dark cloud also dissipated.

"This is......"

At the same time, there was a voice of surprise, as if seeing something incredible.

I saw a pothole with a size of more than ten miles between a messy mountain depression. It was impressive. A heroic man in a dark golden robe was standing beside the pothole. He looked at Dakeng full of doubts.

If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person is the upper realm mage Erluo.

Inside the pit, golden blue arcs were flashing, crackling, surrounded by countless blood-colored fragments, and there was a constant chirping sound, and a disgusting stench was emitted from the fusion.

call!

With a flick of the sleeve robe, an invisible wind blows away amidst the sound of hula, and the sundries on the ground are swept away to the surrounding area.

Those remnants gleaming with strong bloody air, and even crackling golden-blue electric arcs, seemed to be waved by an invisible palm, rolling around, revealing the situation inside.

I saw the uneven bottom of the pit, covered by stones, there was a dark golden object that was flat and not large, and on it, countless runes were densely covered, and there were many extremely strange patterns, scattered out. A quaint atmosphere of vicissitudes.

"Formation?"

Mage Erlo frowned, his eyes sparkled, and he waved his hand again involuntarily. When the blue-red magic light flashed, there was a continuous popping sound, and the stones that were still attached to it turned into fly ash , Fluttering away.

I saw that under the ground, a huge dark golden array plate several miles in size or even larger, buried deep under the ground, had already appeared in the eyes of Mage Eruo.

"This...this is..."

After careful inspection, Mage Erlo's breathing was a little short, and finally his pupils shrank suddenly, showing a look of extreme shock, but before he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed slightly, and he flicked his big sleeves without hesitation, and the whole body The magic light flickered, and his figure suddenly soared into the sky.

Whoosh!

I only heard a tooth-piercing sound, slowly drifting out, and more obscure gray-red airflows slowly emerged, and slowly converged towards the center of the array.

Amidst the shocked expression on Mage Ero's face, a vortex finally formed, which turned into a dark red tornado about ten feet tall.

The strange thing is that with the appearance of the tornado, the clouds above the sky rolled, as if they were reflecting each other, and slowly pressed down.

As time passed, the dark clouds gradually became thicker, and there were bursts of crackling and rumbling thunder, and the golden-blue electric arcs visible to the naked eye kept flashing rapidly.

Seeing the formation of dark clouds and the flickering of thunder and lightning, the tornado below has already turned into a fluttering phantom, and those blood-colored remnants entwined by the golden-blue arcs have also completely melted into the phantom.

Roar!

As if alive, an incomparably cold and evil air surged away, and the phantom suddenly turned into a ghostly figure with hands and feet, raised its head and let out a shock The sky roared.

"Heavenly thunder alternates, the most evil is reborn, and all spirits reincarnate... Really... Really this big formation!"

Seeing such a scene, Mage Eruo breathed heavily, paused every word, stared at the changes below, his eyes were flickering with frightening brilliance and blaze, and suddenly looked up into the distance: "I understand , No wonder there are no living beings here, 60 years in one era, once Baijiazi passed away, what a Tianyuan old man, what a Tianyuanzi, you are actually refining such treasures.

Hehehe, hahahaha, it’s mine now, it’s mine now, with this treasure, it’s hopeful that I can break through my shackles, and I can also go to the fairy world and reach the realm of eternal life! "

As if he had been greatly stimulated, Mage Erlo, whose cultivation level could be said to be standing at the top of the Heavenly Spiritual Realm, raised his head and laughed wildly, as if he was insane.

A burst of blazing light shot out of his eyes, and after laughing wantonly, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the distance with a ferocious expression, his expression regained his composure, and he said lightly: "I wanted to keep you guys for fun, Now it seems that you are all going to die! Hahaha, you are all going to die!"

Laughing wildly for a while, the magic light around Mage Eruo's body soared, and he no longer hid his figure, soaring into the sky and galloping towards the very center of this space.

He no longer paid any attention to the huge formation disk underground, or even the regenerated monster.

The troll was allowed to be suppressed by the thunder again, and the surrounding sand and gravel began to roll up, burying the big pit, as if it was protecting it.