Retrograde fairy way

"Hahaha, it turned out to be the blood spirit Luoyun stone, it turned out to be the blood spirit Luoyun stone vein, so, I can finally refine another Xuanbao bodyguard!"

In a valley, a green-robed cultivator, with a face full of joy, looked at a fist-sized treasure in his hand that was glowing with blood-colored light clouds, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Okay, don't stay any longer, I always feel that there is something unusual here!"

A monk with blue scale armor not far from him interrupted his words with a gloomy expression, and scanned his surroundings vigilantly.

If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that these two were the ancestors of the monster clan, Long Tianqing and Crocodile Xuanqing.

"Hmph, what's abnormal? It's not like you and I haven't checked it. There isn't even a bug here? Where does the danger come from?"

Long Tianqing snorted coldly, put away the treasure mine with a flick of his wrist, and said with a hint of disdain on his face.

"Have you forgotten the monster we met before? Do you think you can easily defeat this monster?"

Crocodile Xuanqing was not angry because of his attitude, but just replied coldly.

Hearing his words, Long Tianqing's complexion changed slightly, fear flashed in his eyes, but he still raised his head and said calmly: "Don't forget, that monster is trapped by lightning, how can it hurt you and me? "

"That's exactly what I'm worried about!"

Crocodile Xuanqing's tone was a bit heavy, and he said coldly: "You and I can see that this monster is trapped by the thunder in the clouds in the sky, but have you ever thought that the appearance of this thunder is so strange, there must be a burst If there is no way to control it, what if someone controls this large formation?"

"what?"

Long Tianqing's complexion suddenly changed, and he couldn't believe it: "Do you think someone can control the big formation here? Impossible, there is not even a living thing here, where did the people come to control the big formation?"

"Hmph, don't forget, that Zhuge Zhaohua came from the upper realm, judging from what he said when arguing with the devil, he obviously came for something here, maybe he can control the big formation , when the time comes, the lives of you, me, and even all the cultivators in Tianfeng Continent will be under his control!"

Among the monster clan, Crocodile Xuanqing has always been known for his wisdom, and what he said made sense.

Hearing his words, Long Tianqing's long and narrow eyes flashed a cold light, and there was even a hint of panic flashed, and he said with some uncertainty: "No way? Then Mage Eluo is the top existence in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, How could he let Zhuge Zhaohua fulfill his wish?"

"Okay, the meaning of the ancestor is to let you and me check this place. Since there is nothing to gain, it is better for us to rush to reconcile with the ancestor as soon as possible!"

Crocodile Xuanqing waved his hand slightly, and said solemnly.

"This...but..."

Long Tianqing looked at the strong aura emanating from the ground, feeling a little unwilling, but seeing Crocodile Xuanqing's displeasure, and thinking about his current situation among the monster clan, he couldn't help grit his teeth and nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Crocodile Xuanqing's face relaxed a little, and the whole body was bluish-black with a flash of brilliance, and his figure immediately shot up into the sky, and together with Long Tianqing, he rushed towards the center of this space.

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"Interesting, it was able to be resurrected again? What kind of formation is this...?"

And in another direction, a handsome monk in white was looking at a large pit below, looking at a blood-colored tornado that was about ten meters high inside, turning into a mass of blood-colored emptiness again as it rotated rapidly. Shadow, baring his teeth and claws, wanted to pounce.

But before it approached, the dark clouds and thunder that had disintegrated in the sky formed a mass again, slowly pressing down, and when the blood shadow was shaking, a thunder clattered down.

When the rumble flashed by, the blood shadow rolled and roared, but it didn't show the slightest sign of discouragement, and kept rushing towards the white-clothed monk, as if it would not swallow it, and vowed not to give up.

If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person was Feng Wuyou, a great cultivator in the late stage of transformation.

Passed by this place before, and found something unusual here, so they came to check it out, just like Wang Mo and Mage Ero, as soon as they appeared, they drew out the troll in the underground.

With his cultivation, the trolls who were only at the beginning of the fifth level were naturally not his opponents, and they were scattered by him without much effort.

But while he was observing, the corpses scattered by him underground and the demon energy scattered in the void condensed again, forming the previous scene.

"It seems that this formation is really funny!"

Seeing that Tianlei once forced the troll back, but had no intention of killing it, Feng Wuyou's eyes flashed with deduction, and he frowned slightly and babbled.

After contemplating for a long time, he felt that he couldn't see through how this strange formation was formed, and finally his complexion changed slightly, and he stretched out his body without hesitation, and fled inward.

At the same time, the Huashen Daxiu in other directions also more or less came into contact with this strange sky thunder formation, but after drawing out the troll, they all left in unison. This is equivalent to being an enemy.

Although they also discovered the strangeness of this space, apart from collecting some rare external elixir along the way, their thoughts were all on the legendary Tianyuan Palace.

But among them, there are still a few people who have a little interest in the blood-colored troll and the thunder-gathering clouds in the sky.

Gui Xuancang is the most powerful person in the mainland, and he has been around for the longest time, so his knowledge is naturally much wider than ordinary people.

Although he was also unable to make a real judgment on this extraordinary formation, he could vaguely guess that this formation was related to the location of this extraordinary space.

It's just that it is like Feng Wuyou, who can't see through it at all. The two are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, but they are trapped and do not kill, but the troll can be resurrected from the dead. What kind of strange existence is this strange big formation.

Gui Xuancang is scheming and unparalleled in wisdom; Feng Wuyou is deeply scheming, rare in ancient times, and also has an extremely cold heart, neither of them can do anything about it, let alone others.

But no matter who they are or what their purpose is, they all have an intuition that only by going to the very center of this space, and even seeing the legendary Tianyuan Palace, can they solve the mystery in their hearts.

......

Time flies, and more than a month has passed. A group of cultivators who have transformed themselves into gods, whether searching or rushing in this special space, have all discovered the difference between this place and the outside world.

Even though he had a lot of doubts in his heart, he didn't have any intersection with other monks. After all, in order to avoid conflicts, they had already fanned out.

At this time, the people with the highest cultivation bases, although they found many treasures that were hard to find or even rare to see in the places they passed on the road, they didn't stay too long, and they all rushed to the center at full speed .

In the deepest part of this space, a huge building covering an area of ​​a hundred miles is surrounded by a pale golden light curtain.

Looking at it from a distance, one can feel a majestic coercion, the aura that existed in ancient times, suddenly swept over, shocking the mind and making people feel awe.

And around the building complex, there was silence, as if there were no living beings, only distant roars, which seemed extremely depressing.

Suddenly, a silver-blue light flashed towards the buildings in the mountains at an extremely fast speed.

But at the moment it approached, suddenly a blue-black, a blue-yellow brilliance shot up into the sky, as if it had been waiting for a long time, to intercept the silver-blue escaping light.

Boom!

There was no communication between the two parties, and they collided in one place by coincidence, making a loud noise. At some time, the three streamers dispersed and turned into three figures, standing in midair.

"Magician, fellow Daoist Gui, what do you mean?"

Zhuge Chaohua, who was dressed in a silver-white robe, had an ugly look on his handsome face, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"Little guy, don't be sloppy with me, obediently hand over the method of entering Tianyuan Palace, and you will not die. Moreover, you can enter the Heavenly Demon Realm with me, and you can also focus on training. In the future, you will live forever and see forever! "

Mage Erlo smiled indifferently, and said in a seductive tone.

Gui Xuancang still had the stooped and old figure, as if the blow that stopped Huashen Dzogchen was not made by him.

"The magician is joking, the junior is a disciple of Tianyuan Palace, how can he enter the demon realm?"

Zhuge Chaohua took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the vague feeling in his heart, and said calmly.

"Then you are looking for your own death?"

Mage Erlo said calmly.

"Is the magician too confident? In this world, you and I have the same level of cultivation. Do you still want to kill me? What's more, do you think that fellow Daoists will look at you like this?"

Zhuge Zhaohua stared at Mage Eluo coldly, then turned to Gui Xuancang who had not spoken, and pointed out something.

"Junior, have you thought about it clearly?"

Hearing what he said, there was an indiscernible flicker of a dark look on the brows of Mage Eruo, and he looked at Gui Xuancang in a cold voice.

"Why don't you two stay longer, after they all come, how about I wait to enter together?"

Gui Xuancang pondered for a while, a frightening light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and said lightly.

"Hmph, whether you can enter or not, that's your business, what does it have to do with me?"

Zhuge Zhaohua snorted coldly and said bluntly.

"Senior, you can do whatever you want, but this junior will not let anyone enter the Tianyuan Palace until everyone is here!"

Hearing these words, Gui Xuancang didn't have the slightest intention of getting angry, but turned his body slightly, and leaned slightly towards Mage Eruo and said.

"Good! So good!"

Mage Erluo clapped his hands and smiled, looked at Zhuge Zhaohua whose face had turned gloomy, and said with a smile: "In this way, do you still have confidence? Or, have you made up your mind to fight with me?"

"You... the magician really want to embarrass the junior?"

Zhuge Zhaohua's face was gloomy, and he paused every word.

"You are really stubborn, do you think that this seat will let you take away the things in Tianyuan Palace?"

The magician Erlo basked in the cold, and said quite funny.

As for Gui Xuancang, he took a few steps back with his eyes on his nose, his nose, his nose and his heart, as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

However, in his heart, he was full of helplessness.

If it is said that he does not covet the treasures in Tianyuan Palace, no one will believe him, but because of covetousness, he must obtain them very safely.

Zhuge Chaohua was sent by the Tianyuan Palace in the upper realm, and he must have an unimaginable first move. Invisibly, he has already stood in front of everyone.

In other words, if they are allowed to exert their power alone, I am afraid that they will not benefit in the end.

What's more, all kinds of weirdness seen in this space, especially after seeing the weird big formation of death and resurrection, Gui Xuancang has lived for an unknown number of years, and his heart, which has long been accustomed to seeing wind and rain, reappears. It's not a good sign.