Retrograde fairy way

Whoosh!

Above the gray sky, a streak of blue-golden light flashed swiftly, splitting the void like a thunderbolt, causing the surrounding dim clouds to scatter in all directions.

There were silent roars and howls in the distance, as if there was a gigantic beast that was writhing and trying to break free from the shackles between the sky and the earth.

As time passed, the dark golden streamer was already approaching the source of the sound. It was a huge tornado that seemed to connect the sky and the earth, and it was constantly twisting like a giant mountain, sending out endless Gang Feng.

Around it, there are even small space cracks, not showing a trace of strong suction force, but because of the narrowness of the space cracks, it forms an invisible sharp edge, cutting everything around it.

hum!

There was an explosion of air, and the green-gold streamer flashed and landed more than a hundred miles away from the hurricane, and the brilliance faded away, revealing Wang Mo with a dignified face.

Staring at it, Wang Mo's brow flashed a trace of solemnity, he took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and whispered: "This is it!"

As soon as the words fell, he dodged and rushed straight to the hurricane exuding majestic aura. Behind it, while the wind and thunder wings trembled, there was a faint tremor, and it turned into a stream of light and disappeared in place.

Around the hurricane, strange colorless sharp blades visible to the naked eye cut through the void, and the tiny space cracks were formed after being struck by these sharp blades many times.

On the Tianfeng Continent, only the powerhouses above the God Transformation can hit space cracks with their hands. This huge hurricane, with the colorless sharp blades flashing around it, is impressive to the attack power of the God Transformation cultivator.

I saw the blue-gray Gang Qi surging around Wang Mo's body, and it turned into a light curtain in an instant, just sticking to his body to protect himself. Although the brows were full of dignified meaning, what he cared about was obviously not those sharp blades attack.

Crackling!

As soon as he came into contact with the surrounding area of ​​the hurricane for dozens of miles, there was a piercing sound from Wang Mo's body, and the light curtain formed by the gray aura around him also rippled layer after layer.

Feeling the cutting power from the colorless sharp blade, Wang Mo glanced at the surrounding area vigilantly: "It is indeed a large formation set up by the strong in the upper realm. After so many years of weakening, it is only Yu Yubo on the periphery. It can still hurt the cultivator of Huashen.

Fortunately, this is just an energy-gathering formation. If you attack a large formation, I am afraid that the entire Tianfeng Continent will have to pay a high price for the gathering of the monks who transform themselves into gods! "

While he was muttering and thinking, although these colorless sharp blades blocked him, Wang Mo's forward figure still rushed towards the swiftly swirling hurricane without stopping.

The purpose of his trip was to solve the problem. In the battle against demons, the magician Erluo sacrificed countless creatures in the demon realm, and arranged a large formation that could affect the changes in the rules of Tianfeng Continent.

Back then in Tianlang City, the center of the big formation was the center of the hurricane as a result of the transaction with the other party.

As long as the array inside is destroyed, the hurricane that can condense and absorb the resentment on the mainland can be stopped, and then the Northwest Demon Territory will be brightened.

And now, seven or eight years have passed since he came out of the secret realm of Tianyuan Palace.

According to his original calculation, after decades of countless monks collecting resentment in the Northwest Demon Territory and weakening the power of the formation, it has reached the point where it can destroy this place.

He had come here to investigate when the transaction was just made, but the power of the hurricane was obviously beyond his reach.

But now, through the concerted efforts of all the monks in Tianfeng Continent, or under the trend of interests, the concentration of resentment in the Northwest Demon Territory has been greatly reduced, and it has finally reached the level where Wang Mo can enter this place.

Originally, when Wang Mo wanted to come here, he planned to join hands with a group of cultivators to enter this place to solve the hidden danger of Tianfeng Continent.

But after returning to Tianfengxuan Palace once, he learned that all the cultivators who transformed into spirits on the mainland had declared retreat, so Wang Mo had no choice but to come here alone.

He naturally knew why all the monks retreated. Firstly, this trip to the secret realm of Tianyuan Palace was all due to his own exhaustion. If he could not recover in time, he might hurt his origin.

Secondly, in order to prepare to break the path to the upper realm, before entering that mysterious space, he told them all the locations of the space nodes that he had obtained from Zhuge Zhaohua.

If it wasn't for the delay of the trip to the secret realm, I'm afraid they would have prepared something for this trip at that time. After all, it was their wish that they had been pursuing for countless years.

"open!"

Just as Wang Mo was thinking, his figure was already close to the hurricane barrier, his eyes were fixed, and he punched hard at the majestic wind wall of the hurricane.

Bang!

The blue-gray qi made contact with the dark red hurricane barrier in an instant, making a dull sound. As the hurricane barrier flashed rapidly, Wang Mo's figure was driven by it and swung aside suddenly.

"Excellent, it seems that this barrier cannot be broken without showing some strength!"

With a flash of energy all over his body, he quickly stopped himself, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, opened his arms fiercely, and then took a horse stance under the violent attack of the hurricane in the void.

In the midst of Weng Ran's shock, he stretched out his right fist seemingly slowly and quickly, and the strength above the peak of the fist made a sound like metal and iron clanging, which actually pushed away the ubiquitous hurricane around.

"Low impact gun!"

With a deep drink, accompanied by Wang Mo's second generation, the military-style boxing technique that has long been imprinted in his bone marrow gathered all the strength in his whole body, and rushed towards the hurricane barrier with a bang.

babble!

As if punching into a deep quagmire, a huge pit quickly collapsed above the hurricane barrier, and then rushed inward like a bubble bursting.

Whoosh!

Seeing that the barrier was broken, Wang Mo shook the wind and thunder wings on his back without hesitation, his figure suddenly turned into a streak of light, and rushed towards the barrier.

"call!"

As soon as he rushed out of the encirclement of the hurricane barrier, Wang Mo suddenly felt the pressure on his body relax, and he let out a sigh of relief, and then he began to look at the situation inside.

There is no smelly smell in the sky as imagined, no darkness to see the sun, and no trace of resentment or evil cold, as if you have come to a paradise.

Looking up, above is the long-lost bright sunshine in the Northwest Demon Territory, which can be described as a clear sky. Although it is just an ordinary mountain depression below, it is exquisite with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

"Extreme things must be reversed?"

Inexplicably, this thought flashed across Wang Mo's mind.

The evil array that condenses the resentment between heaven and earth obtained from the magician of Erluo, and the method of explaining and cracking it, all of this array reveals evil and blood.

Just based on the flesh and blood spirits of hundreds of millions of living beings, like a medicine primer, inspired by the formation, condensing the resentment and evil spirit between heaven and earth, one can know the evil poison and bloodyness of this formation.

With the help of this formation, Mage Eruo used this evil spirit to destroy him in the Northwest Demon Territory, and discovered a hidden node of the leylines related to the Tianfeng Continent, so as to impact the trend of the leylines of the entire Tianfeng Continent.

Throughout the ages, countless monks have spent countless efforts and energy trying to penetrate the mysteries of the mainland space, but what they have gained is only superficial.

However, Mage Eruo only relied on one large formation. Even though the arrangement of this large formation cost a lot of money, it is enough to see that the understanding of the space between heaven and earth by the strong in the upper realm is indeed not as strong as that of the cultivation in the lower realm. Too much too much.

If you regard this world as a large formation, then the Tianfeng Continent is a node of this large space formation, which absorbs and condenses vitality from the surrounding heaven and earth, and provides it for the cultivation of creatures on this continent.

And all that Mage Ero did was based on this evil formation, causing flaws in this node, which in turn affected the entire node, or in other words, affected the progress of this continent in absorbing vitality from the heaven and the earth.

This move is not ruthless, it is completely drastic. It has cut off the fate of monks who have been seeking the way to the upper realm and breaking through themselves for countless years.

"Hey!"

Thinking of the catastrophe in the Tianfeng Continent, the dead and injured, even Wang Mo, who was determined and decisive in killing and attacking, couldn't help sighing.

Shaking his head slightly, he pushed the messy thoughts out of his mind, and galloped towards the col ahead in a flash.

According to the information obtained from Mage Eruo, the location where the formation is arranged is the location of the leylines under the bottom of the mountain depression.

Whoosh!

Without the pressure brought by the external hurricane, Wang Mo's figure swayed, but after a few flashes, he jumped more than ten miles, and then landed in the mountain depression in a flash.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he found below, a dark hole with a size of several feet, exuding a faint cold air.

The strange thing is that around the entrance of the cave, crystal-like ice edges are condensed, arranged like snow lotus flowers, which look extremely dazzling under the sunlight.

But its faint blue brilliance, combined with the black hole against it, looks extraordinarily strange.

From afar, the dark hole looks like a fierce beast's bloody mouth, and the blue ice edges are its sharp teeth.

Taking a deep breath, searching with his spiritual sense, and confirming that the ice edge is not dangerous, Wang Mo jumped into the cave entrance.

As soon as he entered the entrance of the cave, Wang Mo realized that the inside and outside of this seemingly harmless cave were completely different.

The ubiquitous strange cold air seems to be able to erode the consciousness, and even continue the consciousness, invading the sea of ​​consciousness, spreading.

Wang Mo, who was defenseless, couldn't help shivering.

This is not the cold spirit brought from above the body, but directly acts on the soul, as if it has come to the forbidden land of ghosts.

hum!

Just as the cold air was eroding, a burst of gray brilliance emitted from Wang Mo's forehead, and he was about to drive away the cold air.

In his induction, this cold air is enough to penetrate ordinary Nascent Soul monks, even if they are Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks, if they stay in this kind of place for a long time, they will definitely be frozen to death on the spot.

If it weren't for his spiritual consciousness being almost the same as that of the cultivator of Huashen, and his physical body being too strong, which hindered the progress of the cold air, I am afraid that he would be like ordinary Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks, and he would freeze into a popsicle in a short time, and even Nascent Soul None can escape.

After walking down the cave for a cup of tea, Wang Mo didn't feel the chill all over his body weakened, on the contrary, he felt a feeling of gradually strengthening. There was even a layer of ice all over his body, like those ice edges at the entrance of the cave. The faint blue ice slag.

However, the color of these faint blue ice slags looks more strange and solid than the ice edges at the entrance of the cave.

Until he entered a huge mountainside, Wang Mo couldn't help but click his tongue secretly. If it hadn't been weakened after decades, the cold air here would not be so strong.