Retrograde fairy way

"what?"

Suddenly, Wang Mo, who was scanning his surroundings, suddenly shrank his pupils, and his complexion turned green instantly.

In his spiritual consciousness, a small two-headed snake with a length of one foot and a dim whole body suddenly appeared, galloping towards this place with all his strength.

Behind it, a large swirl of berserk aura suddenly approached, and there were dozens of trolls chasing after the little snake.

Wang Mo is no stranger to the dark red two-headed snake.

It was the fifth-order monster that was trapped together with a group of monks who turned into gods before the defenders of Tianyuan Palace were broken.

It's just that the current fifth-order monsters only have their monster spirits left.

Being able to escape here now is obviously a panic, relying on the demon spirit's own speed advantage, desperately avoiding the troll's pursuit.

A big monster of at least the fifth-order late stage was destroyed by the besieged by these trolls. No matter how confident Wang Mo was, he couldn't help but tremble.

But seeing the direction in which the two-headed demon spirit was rushing, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, calculated secretly, and a thought flashed in his mind like lightning.

His eyes fell on the bottom, the troll had already been swallowed clean by Jiugui and Qingpi, and he put Qingpi into the spirit beast bag with a wave of his hand, Wang Mo's consciousness suddenly protruded, and his figure fell down.

As for Xue Yi, he raised his head and let out a low growl. In an instant, the eight blood demon souls turned into blood shadows, merged behind him and disappeared.

Then I saw the blood flames all over the blood clothes roaring, turning into a boy, falling on Wang Mo's shoulders, blood burst out from his eyes, restrained his breath to the extreme, and stared at the sky.

In a blink of an eye, just as the two were tidying up, the two-headed demon spirit turned into a flash of light and rushed over.

But just as it passed over Wang Mo, a cold light shot out from the blood-clothed pupils, and it opened a small mouth full of fine teeth, revealing a grim smile.

The blood flames all over his body flashed, and his body jumped into the sky as if teleporting, and turned into a huge blood flame, directly enveloping the two-headed snake demon spirit.

Hiss!

Trapped suddenly, the two-headed demon spirit was not reconciled to himself, but when the demon energy around him was burned by the blood flames of the Nine Yins, the demon spirit, which had already been severely injured, howled miserably.

Then, he saw the bloody clothes in the blood flames, his hands were dancing, ten sharp nails came out of his body, and went straight into the body of the demon spirit, causing his spirit body, which was twisted and twisted by the pain, to come straight down trembling.

With a soft gudong sound, Xueyi swallowed the two-headed snake demon spirit into his stomach with his mouth open, and then landed on Wang Mo's shoulder in a flash.

Seeing the success of the matter, Wang Mo made a tactic with both hands without hesitation, spread the wind and thunder wings, and Weng Ran soared into the sky with the sound of the shock, and fled to one side.

hoo hoo hoo!

Dozens of trolls following behind saw the delicacy disappear, and then ran out another delicacy, they refused to let it go, let out bursts of bloodthirsty howls of excitement, and hurriedly chased after it.

"Go back... don't go back..."

Although he picked up a late-stage fifth-order monster beast at a cheap price, Wang Mo didn't feel any excitement at this time, and the word "Chuan" wrinkled between his brows showed how entangled his mood was at this time.

The escape speed with all his strength is much faster than those trolls.

Although there are a few of them at the late stage of the fifth order, they can only use brute force, and they can't apply any methods. How can they catch up with him?

It's just that in the current situation, Wang Mo has lost the figures of all the cultivators who have transformed into gods, and Wang Mo is running around the Tianyuan Palace alone, and he can't help but feel a drum in his heart.

If he left just like that, he would really be unwilling to do so, but if he stayed, he would know how dangerous it would be if he saw the group of trolls behind him who wished to swallow him without even bones left.

Whoosh!

The violent air flow flashed far away, and then there was a roar of anger, and Wang Mo's figure disappeared in an instant.

Before this Tianyuan Palace was covered by a golden light curtain, Wang Mo once looked at it from a distance, but it looked like a radius of hundreds of miles.

Now that there is no light curtain to cover it, it seems that the rich aura inside is showing signs of collapsing, slowly spreading to the surroundings, so that the scenery that was originally shrouded in clouds and mist, which obscured the situation, gradually and clearly displayed in the king's eyes. In front of Mo's eyes.

"what?"

Suddenly, Wang Mo, who fled to the distance in a hurry, loosened his brows, and his figure suddenly rose by tens of feet, until it was more than a hundred feet, and then a thousand feet, and quickly moved forward, and suddenly saw the depths of Tianyuan Palace, in front of a large hall on the top of a mountain , gathered several trolls, howling and slapping continuously.

"Looks like it's here, since it's all here together, let's share the difficulties!"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the corners of Wang Mo's mouth turned up, revealing a smirk, as if to cheer himself up, to find out the reason for staying.

Staring carefully at the changes in the great hall, Wang Mo led dozens of trolls around the Tianyuan Palace, making a big circle as before, and suddenly made a turning point and fled towards that place.

When it was approaching, the movement of the few trolls in that place was firmly locked in the spiritual consciousness, and it was found out that when the light curtain on the hall was shattered, several trolls rushed into the hall howling among.

Seeing this situation, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and without hesitation, like a fish leaping into a dragon's abyss, he plunged towards the gate of the main hall below.

boom!

With an extremely fast speed, there was an ear-piercing roar, and he jumped into it in an instant.

Wang Mo slightly heaved a sigh of relief as his spiritual consciousness swept across the situation in the hall, and he turned around without hesitation. In the eyes of the monks who were slightly stunned, he flung out several talismans.

The continuous shaking of both hands activated the talisman seals, which turned into light curtains of various colors and blocked the entrance of the hall again.

"Everyone continue!"

After everything was ready, Wang Mo turned around slowly, and said something in a leisurely manner, which made all the cultivators who turned into gods almost vomit blood.

But in an instant, they were besieging what they thought were the last few trolls, and they didn't even have time to call Wang Mo to help, but they were suddenly shocked by a violent noise.

Rumble!

The berserk impact was so familiar. It was the sound of the bombardment when they teamed up to divide the trolls outside and introduce them into the hall to eliminate them.

But now, it is obvious that there is more than one end outside, and faintly, it seems that it is only a little less than when they entered the hall before.

After checking the situation clearly, the already pale-faced cultivators of Transformation God turned a little blue.

"Wang Mo, you did a good job, why don't you come to help?"

Suddenly, a burst of suppressed anger resounded in a burst of roaring, and looking around, it was the bald and strong man Huo Mingge.

While holding a huge cyan hammer, he slammed the troll in front of him fiercely, while glaring at Wang Mo with a ferocious expression and shouting.

However, Wang Mo ignored it directly, and glanced at the crowd as if nothing had happened, only to see that the center of the empty hall was already occupied by three trolls, or surrounded and killed by a group of gods.

On the ground, there is already a thick layer of bloody troll corpses, just looking at them makes people sick and in a trance.

With these corpses in front of them, the minds of the trolls seemed to have moved away from the body of the cultivators, and they kept grabbing the corpses on the ground and stuffing them into the entrance, swallowing them, it was actually a response to the ensuing attacks. Turn a blind eye.

A group of cultivators who turned into gods refused to let it be swallowed. I don't know if they had been prepared for a long time, or they had gained experience from the previous cooperation. Every time when the troll was about to devour the corpse, they were hit by their joint attack. broken.

Seeing such a situation, Wang Mo turned his gaze to the three sitting cross-legged in the corner.

Two of them he had met before, they were Bi Yunxin's father, Bi Tianya, and the other was the old man at the early stage of transformation that he had seen in Tianlang City back then, and he had no connection with him, especially the last one.

With a flash, he landed in front of Bi Tianya, as if aware of the movement around him, Bi Tianya slowly opened his eyes, saw that it was Wang Mo, and said with a wry smile on his pale face: "I knew you didn't fall so easily! "

"Hehe, life is hard!"

Wang Mo let out a haha, but his brows were furrowed as he swept across his body, and said in a heavy tone, "It's not a serious injury!"

With the power of his consciousness, he swept over Bi Tianya's slightly recovered body at this time, and he could see it clearly.

"I can't die!"

The corners of Bi Tianya's mouth twitched slightly, and said helplessly.

"I can't die!"

Wang Mo shrugged his shoulders. It could be seen that Bi Tianya was seriously injured and his cultivation base fell, it was absolutely unavoidable. If he could be treated in time, it would be possible.

Shaking his head slightly, he took out a red jade bottle with a flick of his wrist, and handed it to him.

"This......"

Looking at the jade bottle in Wang Mo's hand, Bi Tianya was slightly stunned, then looked at Wang Mo, and when he caught sight of his eyes, he sighed suddenly, nodded, took the jade bottle, and said in a low tone: "Thank you !"

Regarding this, Wang Mo didn't say much. Although he didn't have much friendship with Bi Tianya, not even a trace of friendship, but his daughter Bi Yunxin was something he had to consider.

With a shake of his figure, he opened his mouth to sacrifice the Cangming Halberd, held it in his hand, and rushed into the battle circle, surrounding and killing the trolls.

Wang Mo pretended not to see the look of hope in the eyes of the other two Huashen.

It's a joke, let's not talk about how precious the fifth-order panacea is, just say that he wanted to put him to death that day. Not coming.

Moreover, there are so many cultivators who transform spirits here, but none of them lend a helping hand. If he shows himself to be a good person at this juncture, it will definitely attract people's suspicion.

Since the matter is within the controllable range, it is better to let them have no fighting power and just watch the battle obediently.

Although he is not afraid of their playing tricks, but when the time comes, these cultivators who have no friendship or even bad friendship will inevitably bring him some trouble.

Whoosh!

As soon as his body was vertical, he fell outside the battle circle in an instant. When the wrists were turned, when the group of monks thought that Wang Mo was going to help, they saw several rings in his hands.

I saw Wang Mo wipe the ring casually, and then make a formula with both hands. As he waved again and again, the green-gold streamer flashed, and it instantly turned into countless green-gold palms.

Under the watchful eyes of all the cultivators, they picked up all the corpses one by one, and then directly squeezed them into a ball, without any refinement, and put them into the ring.

The cultivators, who were fighting fiercely with the trolls, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when they saw such a scene.

They are here desperately working hard, but Wang Mo is leisurely cleaning up the corpses on the ground, how can all the Huashen not be depressed?