Retrograde fairy way

puff!

A blood arrow sprayed out, and was instantly frozen by the power of the strange cold, turning into a piece of blood-blue ice slag and falling away.

Boom!

I saw Wang Mo who flew upside down, his figure went away like an arrow from the string, suddenly hit around the altar, and rolled down from the light curtain transformed on it, setting off a large piece of green that hadn't melted. Above the silver icicles.

"Cough cough!"

Coughing several times, Wang Mo's face was pale, and he got up with difficulty, ruthlessly touched the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, took out a bottle of elixir with one hand, poured it into his mouth without hesitation, and dropped it on the dim blue compass in the distance with one hand, Weng Ran flew towards him amidst the shock.

Feng Wuyou, who stepped forward step by step, seemed to show no signs of stopping Wang Mo from replenishing his mana, allowing him to swallow the elixir on his own, but the playfulness in his eyes became more and more intense.

This kind of situation has been staged several times in the depths of this uninhabited cave. For Feng Wuyou, this guy who has made him troubled several times, and even faintly made him feel a little threatened , I am finally going to die at my feet, naturally I am extremely happy.

He didn't want to lose this feeling too quickly, like pure old wine, he had to taste it slowly to enjoy the true taste.

"What? Is this the ability?"

Looking at Wang Mo who was in a state of embarrassment after a long time, Feng Wuyou's indifferent eyes showed a faint hint of irony, and she shook her head slightly and said in a loud voice: "Looking at what you are doing, it really makes people laugh. , with great righteousness in mind? Self-proclaimed nobleness? Do you think that everything you do will be praised by the world? Or do you want to be remembered forever?"

"cough!"

Coughing lightly, panting heavily, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer, "Hey, what do other people's words have to do with me?"

Although the situation was not favorable to him at this time, Wang Mo still did not lose his mind, thinking about countermeasures in a hurry, but after such a long time, facing Feng Wuyou's overwhelming cultivation, he was extremely powerless.

"What's with you?"

Feng Wuyou raised her eyebrows, and said curiously: "I really want to know, then why are you willing to do those things?"

"Humph!"

With a mocking snort, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up, he adjusted the somewhat disordered true energy in his lower body, and said lightly, "I just don't want to go against my own heart!"

"My heart?"

Feng Wuyou was slightly stunned, then frowned and then loosened, raised her head and smiled, "Haha, original heart? It's original heart again, only the victor will be remembered, and only the victor can achieve everything !"

"Winner?"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth curved more and more, full of sarcasm, and said with a sneer: "Hey, people who have no heart will always be losers!"

Before he finished speaking, when Feng Wuyou was agitated by his words and lost his mind a little, Wang Mo suddenly turned his left hand over, and then there was a colorful and tall clock in front of him.

As soon as this bell appeared, bursts of coercion appeared faintly, causing the surrounding space to vibrate.

"you......"

Seeing the moment when the giant clock appeared, Feng Wuyou, who didn't care at all, changed her complexion slightly, her eyes flickered with coldness, and she stepped back without hesitation.

And Wang Mo himself flew obliquely, flying upwards, and shouted loudly: "Explosion!"

hum!

There was only a frightening sound, and the multicolored giant clock first had numerous cracks, and then suddenly burst open, and the countless arrays within it pulled the talismans of various colors inside, turning into countless star lights just like meteors colliding. , to shoot around.

Rumble!

Suddenly, countless violent air currents exploded underground, causing ripples around the ground, and even scratched countless cracks on the ground.

Around the altar, a light curtain was directly transformed, and the violent air flow rushed out, causing ripples and rattling noises on it, as if it was about to split at any time.

The power of this bell, in Tianlang City back then, made the dozens of cultivators who transformed themselves into fear. Although it could not threaten themselves, it had its own unique features.

Even though the space here is extremely strong due to the power of the large formation, it is also faintly deepening the power of this clock.

You must know that back then, in order to refine this clock, Wang Mo used the orders of countless monks in Tianlang City to coerce the gods of transformation to dare not act rashly. When the ink was refined, it was refined with the Fengjin Five Prison Formation as the cornerstone.

When Tianlang City is violent, most of the power will be trapped in the space cracks and absorbed by the void evolution, but it will explode in such a strong space. Because of the solid space barrier, the space it raises The ripples are enough to cause severe damage to the cultivator of Transforming God. This is not as simple as falling into the turbulent flow of space.

Therefore, whether it was Wang Mo or Feng Wuyou, they all avoided at the first moment.

"Where to go!"

Among the countless flashes of light, a burst of cold killing intent filled with anger shot out suddenly, and then a majestic pressure rose up.

I saw a piece of blue flame, turned into a phantom of a blue bird several feet in size, flapping its wings to disperse the turbulent flow, within which could be faintly seen, Feng Wuyou's pair of icy eyes were staring intently, Wang Mo, who was hit by the turbulent current, flew upwards.

At the corner of his mouth, there was a trace of blood. Obviously, when the giant clock was violent,

Suddenly fluttering its wings, it was facing the countless violent turbulent currents, and in an instant, it broke through a path and rushed towards it.

Puff puff!

At the same time, he was already deeply wounded, and this time he had to sacrifice the huge bell made of countless talisman seals that threatened all the Huashen in Tianlang City back then, which immediately caused Wang Mo to be injured again , spewing blood arrows out of the mouth one after another.

Its body shape flew straight away with the turbulent current that came out when the giant clock was violent.

But its protective Xuanbao, the Xuanqing Compass that had not been used a few times, was directly shattered and turned into fragments during the previous resistance.

At this time, it is obviously not the time to be distressed about the treasure, the real energy in the body is rushing, the meridians are broken by some degree, and the connection with the Nascent Soul seems to be disconnected faintly.

But at this moment, there is another strange golden light curtain covering his body, faintly, it can be seen that it is a phantom of a golden scale armor, which protects his whole body, so that his body does not ripple and fluctuate in such a terrifying space The bottom was broken.

What's more, in the flickering shadow of the golden scale armor, his mind, which was about to lose contact with the Nascent Soul, was once again implicated, making Wang Mo gradually stabilize his figure, and kept running upwards.

"Baby armor!"

The moment he saw the golden scale armor phantom, Feng Wuyou in the blue bird suddenly shrank his pupils, couldn't help but exclaimed, his killing intent became more awe-inspiring in an instant, and the speed of his pursuit was also accelerated by several minutes.

Treasures such as baby armor are treasure refining techniques cast by a talented senior who combines formation techniques and refining weapons countless thousands of years ago.

This treasure can be said to be a treasure used by monks, and it can also be regarded as a rare treasure that can be integrated into the treasure. Because of its extremely special material, in the long history, the only few pieces have long been broken and damaged, and disappeared in the long river of history. middle.

The reason why Feng Wuyou was able to recognize it was because she knew a thing or two from the collection in the Xuan Palace.

Its function is to protect the Nascent Soul, stabilize the Nascent Soul and the meridians of the physical body, and also have the ability to warm and nourish the natal treasures in the body, which is extremely precious.

This time, the colorful giant bell was so violent that even with Feng Wuyou's cultivation level, it was shocked to the point of being overwhelmed with qi and blood, but what Wang Mo relied on was only a physical body at the beginning of the fifth level or even a little bit stronger, but he was able to survive. , obviously relying on the baby armor.

In an instant, all kinds of rumors about the baby armor flooded into Feng Wuyou's mind, and when Feng Wuyou became greedy, his murderous intent towards Wang Mo became even more intense.

At a young age, with only a few hundred years of cultivation, he has the power to compete with the cultivators who transform into gods. He also possesses various powerful treasures that make people enviable, and several mysterious exercises.

Such people can only become enemies, never friends, this is Feng Wuyou's consistent principle!

And as an enemy, there is a dead end!

Whoosh!

Feeling the killing intent of his body like a needle piercing the bone, the wind and thunder wings on Wang Mo's back flashed out again, endured the severe pain in his body, and instantly rose several tens of feet higher.

Just as Feng Wuyou thought, the phantom of the golden scales emitting from his body is exactly from a strange treasure in his body.

This treasure was obtained when he killed Li Batian's son Li Fenglei in Langya Purgatory, and it can be said to be the treasure that has followed him for the longest time.

It's just that when I recognized this treasure, I got it by accident while searching for classics in the mysterious palace to enrich myself.

When his Nascent Soul was first formed, he refined it into the Nascent Soul to protect it, and even played a warming and nourishing effect on the Cangming Halberd.

If not, even if he had countless treasures, Cang Ming Ji would not be one step ahead of him and step into the ranks of profound treasures.

When he detonated the giant bell, he had already considered it in his heart. If his physical body hadn't reached the fifth level, he would never have done it if he hadn't had the baby armor body that could be upgraded with the level of the treasure of his life, and even more powerful. This risky move.

But even so, he underestimated the power of ripples in this space when the giant clock was violent, causing nearly half of the meridians in his body to shatter.

Such an injury has never happened even in the secret realm of Tianyuan Palace, when facing those trolls chasing and killing them.

But if this is not the case, Feng Wuyou, who has always been on guard against him and whose cultivation is higher than him, will never give him a chance to escape.

hoo hoo hoo!

In a blink of an eye, he rose an unknown distance, and even when he couldn't see the altar below, the four thick chains were still rattling and rattling, and there were bursts of violent roars. Obviously, the demon Fighting with the blood-clothed nine ghosts continued.

But Wang Mo knew that even though the blood-clothed nine ghosts persisted until now, they relied on the protection of the Nine Nether Blood Prison Formation and their own recovery power, but it was far inferior to the speed of the Sha Demon's recovery through the altar below.

Don't look at the fact that they seem to be evenly matched now, but if the fight continues, it will definitely be the loser.

But at this moment, there is no time and opportunity for Wang Mo to destroy the altar below, so he can only escape for his life and make plans later.

"Die!"

Just when Wang Mo faintly saw ten huge figures fighting together through the surging pitch-black demonic energy, Feng Wuyou's icy voice suddenly came from below, and that piercing killing intent could even stab Wearing a general mind.

"go with!"

Sensing Feng Wuyou's approach, Wang Mo's face turned ugly, his eyes suddenly narrowed, he flipped his wrist without hesitation, and shook out two talisman seals exuding a strong aura, and Weng Ran suddenly dissipated As two majestic behemoths, they rushed downward.