Retrograde fairy way

puff!

In a hall shrouded in mist and shrouded in sunlight, an old man in a white robe who looked quite embarrassed spit out a bloody arrow with a ferocious face, and his aura was even more sluggish at this moment, as if he had been hit hard down.

"what happened?"

The old man's eyes were full of disbelief, and he opened his mouth to exclaim, as if he had encountered something that shocked him, but his figure did not move at all, as if he was maintaining something.

If you look carefully, there is a trace of handsomeness between his brows, just like Zhuge Zhaohua, who was plotted against by Mage Erluo before, obviously it was transformed after the trick.

In front of it, a five-story golden pagoda, Zhang Xu high, is shining with golden lights, and if you look around, you can see the bloody brilliance hidden on it.

The source of its brilliance is an inconspicuous, black-red dull fist-sized bead in Zhuge Zhaohua's hand.

Judging by the posture he was sitting upright, he still stood still after being hit hard and vomited blood, and the way he posed was obviously using the dark red beads to sacrifice the pagoda in front of him.

"Aren't they still alive?"

Zhuge Chaohua frowned in one place, babbled again and again, his face was extremely ugly, suddenly looked up, looked at the top of the hall, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if seeing something extremely shocking, he exclaimed: "How is it possible? ? How could the Five Prison Formation fail?"

Looking at the change in his expression, there is obviously a trace of uneasiness, and even the magic formula in his hand, which has been stable all the time, has undergone a slight change.

After pondering for a while, Zhuge Chaohua, who had been keeping the magic formula still, softened his face a little, as if to cheer himself up, and muttered to himself: "Fortunately, there is a protective formation outside the hall, plus Those mixed spirit blood demons should be enough to delay my refining..."

But before he could finish his words, his expression froze suddenly, and when his pupils contracted, he heard a soft puff, as if something had been penetrated.

Suddenly, an undetectable golden light flashed in an instant, weng ran suddenly, and walked around the pagoda for an unknown number of times, and then stopped in front of it, turning into a piece of gold leaf the size of a palm.

"This... what is it?"

The moment he saw the gold leaf appear, Zhuge Zhaohua couldn't help exclaiming again, as if all the shock in his life had been spent in this moment.

But before his shock completely covered his cheeks, he froze again, only to see the gold leaf startled violently, and when the golden light flickered, it suddenly turned into a phantom.

It was an old man wearing a simple Taoist robe, a purple gold crown on his head, holding a floating dust in his hand, and making a formula with one hand.

If Wang Mo were here, he would definitely recognize that the old man was the old man in the portrait of his hidden sect inheritance that he saw in the thatched hut in the forbidden area of ​​the Tibetan Golden Pavilion in the Great Xia Empire.

I saw the old phantom flickering slightly, and it automatically stretched out the palm holding the formula, squeezed the motionless gold leaf, and slowly stamped it towards the top of the pagoda.

"You...what are you doing?"

Sensing its movement, Zhuge Zhaohua felt a little bad in his heart, but the magic formula in his hand was at a critical moment, but he couldn't move at all, he could only say angrily.

But the phantom of the old man, as if he didn't notice his shout, still stuck the gold leaf on the top of the pagoda.

hum!

As soon as the gold foil came into contact with the pagoda, Weng Ran suddenly trembled, as if the phantoms of countless pagodas appeared and spread around.

At the same time, with the wind and the clouds calm, an invisible coercion that seemed to be suffocating flowed out, and even the air froze.

puff!

Bearing the brunt of the blow, Zhuge Chaohua felt as if he had been hit hard, he opened his mouth and spurted out a bloody arrow, prostrating his face like paper, his breath even more lethargic.

He had been attacked by the Ero magician before, and the Tianyuan Palace array was broken before, which caused him to be impacted when he was refining the pagoda.

Fortunately, that tyrannical coercion came quickly and went away even faster. When he reacted and looked up, he saw that the pagoda had returned to its original appearance, and the phantom of the old man had disappeared without a trace.

However, in a vague way, it seemed to hear a sigh, leaving only a golden talisman with a faint golden glow, just like a pagoda plaque, printed in front of its top.

But when he saw it clearly, his expression froze for an instant, and he looked down slowly, only to see that the dark red blood beads maintained by the formula in his hand had already appeared countless cracks, and under his gaze, there was a crackling sound , the pieces shattered.

As if unable to bear the change, Zhuge Chaohua's expression froze for a moment, and then he raised his head and roared madly: "Ah...how could this be...how could this be?"

hoo hoo hoo!

It didn't matter how long the howling expression lasted, suddenly, there were one after another bleak roars resounding outside the hall, and there were even more roars in the air, as if countless huge things were galloping here.

However, Zhuge Zhaohua didn't seem to realize it, and still looked at the shattered shards in his hand with a dull expression, exuding a thick bloody smell, and opened and closed his lips, as if he had received a great blow.

Bang bang bang!

Just when he was sluggish and unaware, a dozen figures suddenly appeared at the gate of the great hall, which seemed to him to be extremely strong, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Judging from the situation, it was a group of cultivators who were being chased by the trolls of the fifteenth order.

As soon as these people entered the hall, they didn't intend to check at all. They just threw out several beams of brilliance without hesitation, and in the clattering sound, they transformed into countless light curtains, blocking all the trolls out.

Seeing that the food in their mouths was blocked again, the trolls were not reconciled to this, and rushed forward to smash the light curtain, but the defensive talisman seals taken out by the group of gods could be broken so easily ?

What's more, dozens of trolls all wanted to devour the essence of flesh and blood, and they had already gathered outside the hall, and only a few of them could attack the light curtain in front of the hall.

These ignorant trolls, as long as they retreat and attack from a distance, they can break through in a few rounds with joint efforts. Unfortunately, they only have the instinct to devour them, so they can't think of such a simple method.

Even, a few trolls bit and devoured each other because they couldn't occupy a good position, and the rest of the trolls were also affected and joined the battle circle one after another.

In this way, the duration of the light curtain can be extended a lot.

"Zhuge Chaohua, you are so ruthless that you want to bury us all here. Today is your death day!"

The group of transformation gods who were safe for the time being was a little relieved. Among them, Long Tianqing, who was extremely pale, scanned the situation in the hall with his narrow eyes, and immediately spotted Zhuge Zhaohua, and couldn't help but yell.

Looking at the situation, if he hadn't been severely injured, or even feared Zhuge Chaohua's cultivation, he would have stepped forward to fight.

Hearing what he said, the other cultivators who transformed spirits also looked towards the hall one after another, their faces were also extremely ugly, and they kept taking out their own elixirs to swallow in order to stabilize their cultivation.

Among them, an old man and Bi Tianya were the most seriously injured, their faces were like gold paper, and their whole body was sluggish, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

Fortunately, beside the old man, there was a man and a woman who were supporting him, and Bi Tianya was also taken care of by He Lianyun, who took out the elixir from time to time, took it for him, and patted his back with his palm. Its own mana helps it refine.

Among the cultivators, Mage Eluo and the others, did not care about Gu Zhuge Chaohua, but instead set their eyes on the Zhangxu Gao Pagoda in front of him.

The whole body of this pagoda only exudes a faint golden glow, looking at it from a distance, it looks like an ordinary thing, but the top figures among the Huashen will never look down on it so lightly.

You know, they all fled here, besieged and noticed that the restrictions around this hall were scattered, and in this extremely mysterious Tianyuan Palace, how could there be anything simple?

What's more, in this hall, Zhuge Chaohua is the only one sitting in front of this pagoda. If they don't see that this pagoda is their goal, thousands of years of cultivation may be useless.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, if you still have a sliver of repentance, get rid of those monsters outside, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Seeing that all the cultivators were just watching, but no one said anything, Ye Chongyang rolled his eyes and stepped forward, but the greedy look in his eyes fell firmly on the pagoda.

His voice echoed in the empty hall, even though he roared again and again outside, his power could cover it up, obviously using mana transfer.

"Cough cough!"

Zhuge Zhaohua, who had been sluggish all this time, trembled slightly, gasped heavily, and coughed several times, as if he had exerted great strength, then raised his head, and slowly swept across the crowd, With a miserable face, he said softly, "I can't do it anymore. Do you really think I made those monsters outside? Don't forget, there is a real monster among you!"

While speaking, while raising his arms as if with great difficulty, there was a cold-faced Eruo magician in the crowd.

"what?"

All the cultivators were shocked when they heard the words, they couldn't help changing their colors, and stepped back a few steps, looking at Mage Eruo with vigilant eyes.

Judging from their situation, it is obvious that they have extremely distrust of this demon powerhouse, even though they fought together and supported each other before, they have lived until now.

But Gui Xuancang, Feng Wuyou, and even Ye Chongyang and Jiang Haitao among them had a strange look in their eyes, but for some reason, they didn't seem to say anything at all.

"hey-hey!"

Mage Eluo seemed unaware of the gazes of all the cultivators, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he let out a meaningful chuckle, looked at Zhuge Zhaohua with great interest, and said lightly: "Brother Mingkun, don't come here without any problems! "

Hearing his words, the pupils of all the cultivators who transformed into gods shrank suddenly, and the shocked look flashed again on their faces, and they all looked at Zhuge Zhaohua, as if they were waiting for his next words.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, under the watchful eyes of all the cultivators, Zhuge Chaohua, who was originally sluggish, let out a sigh, and faintly, there seemed to be another scream, but it was very subtle, and there were so many roars outside that it was hard to hear clearly .

But how cultivated the cultivators are, no matter how soft their voices are, it is impossible to hide them in this hall.

I saw Zhuge Chaohua, who was sitting still, slowly stood up, and a majestic coercion emerged from him, which made the void in the hall tremble.

At this moment, the faces of all the cultivators who transformed themselves into gods in the hall suddenly turned pale, and what's more, they backed up a few steps before stopping their figures.

Fortunately, this coercion came quickly and went even faster, and it disappeared without a trace in just a few short snaps of the fingers.