Retrograde fairy way

Just as the bloody coat disappeared into the little finger, a scream could be heard faintly, but it was covered by the whistling hurricane around it, making it inaudible.

Wang Mo, who was in the shadow, seemed not aware of the changes in the outside world, his eyes were still closed and he was motionless.

With the passage of time, the magic shadow absorbed more and more magic energy, gradually solidified, and the aura it emitted was even more astonishing.

Hurala!

There was a sound of gold and iron, and the straight iron chain that was pulled suddenly rolled back, and the Sha Demon at its connection screamed miserably, struggling desperately to escape from this majestic suction. Capturing force.

But at the moment when the phantom appeared, its ending was already doomed, and all struggles were in vain.

hum!

In the flickering of the magic light, the magic energy was continuously pulled out of his body, and he was thrown into the magic shadow, and the black scales around his body gradually lost their luster, and even the breath gradually declined.

His stature continued to shrink, and as the devilish energy was drawn away, his body turned into the size of an ordinary person, and his true colors were revealed.

If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it. In his opinion, it was a monster of the real demon clan, and it was Sun Bufan who had met him several times in the demon realm back then.

He intersected with the fifth-order sea monster blood dragon eel back then, and he himself broke through to the realm of transforming gods, but he didn't want to, in just a few decades, he achieved the late stage of transforming gods, but turned into a monster without wisdom That's all.

If it hadn't been for the weakening of the past few decades, I'm afraid it would have been possible to enter the realm of the great consummation of the gods.

Speaking of it, Sun Bufan was unlucky, his cultivation level improved a lot, he didn't hide to consolidate his practice, but went rampant in the Demon Realm to kill wantonly and practice demon skills.

But he didn't want to be bumped into by the magician Erluo who was preparing to disrupt the formation of the continent. He just missed a monk from this world as the leading formation, so it was a coincidence.

Mage Eruo would not let it go, he took it directly, and locked it here, which became the turning point in this large formation, connecting the evil spirit of Tianfeng Continent and the underground altar.

But now, the appearance of this inexplicable phantom has brought it to the road of death.

"what!"

Amidst the screams, Sun Bufan, who was once the overlord of one party, lost his cultivation, and was blown into flying ash by the whistling wind blade, and dissipated.

The four thick chains that locked it were tightened with a crackling sound, and they were thrown into the phantom. The altar at the bottom of the cave, at this moment, suddenly drew the aura from the underground spiritual veins and sent it to the phantom. injection.

And the bloody resentment in the void was continuously drawn by the absorbing power of the phantom. It seemed that at this moment, the phantom replaced the original Sun Bufan and became the turning point of this place.

In terms of its terrifying power, if it goes on like this, it will inevitably drain all the underground spiritual veins, and the impact it will cause may be more severe than the impact of the large formation set up by Mage Eruo.

As Sun Bufan was swallowed, the huge phantom behind Wang Mo suddenly let out a sound like breathing: "Woohoo!"

It was as dull as thunder, and as it danced suddenly, it seemed that eight phantoms like arms were coming out, which were about to solidify and take shape.

At this moment, Wang Mo, who was originally silent, seemed to be awakened by the sound of breathing, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then he opened his eyes.

"what happened?"

As if he had just woken up and hadn't noticed the surrounding situation, Wang Mo murmured and looked around, then his expression changed indifferently, and he suddenly looked up and looked behind him.

When he saw the situation behind him clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "The statue of the eight-armed demon god!"

That's right, the gradually solidified image of the phantom is just like the statue of the eight-armed demon god in his sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, it's just that the phantom is just a phantom, but the statue is a real entity.

"How could this be?"

Wang Mo withdrew his gaze with an ugly face. For so many years, after knowing that the terrifying and weird statue had taken root in his sea of ​​consciousness, he faintly felt that it was like a bomb of uncertain time, existing in his body.

Although it hasn't changed for many years, it still makes him feel like a thorn in his throat. Now, the phantom that he aroused when he practiced the Heavenly Demon Transformation has turned into the appearance of the statue, which faintly makes him feel uneasy.

If it is said that it has nothing to do with that horrible thing, even if he is killed, he will not believe it.

For this statue of a demon god who has no clue, and even a glance in the sea of ​​consciousness, there is a danger of getting lost, Wang Mo is heartbroken.

But the current situation forced him to find a way to escape from this place, Feng Wuyou disappeared without a trace, and he didn't know his life or death, so he didn't need to take care of it.

The evil spirit also disappeared. Seeing the four iron chains being captured by the evil shadow and infused with the surrounding evil energy, Wang Mo naturally understood that everything was caused by the evil shadow, even in his body, the man who had been touching it all the time. A statue without a clue.

"How to do?"

After thinking for a while, the aching body reminded Wang Mo that if the matter is not resolved as soon as possible, something terrible that he could not have expected may happen.

But that statue fell into his body unintentionally when he was fighting with the demon many years ago, so far he has no clue, how can he think of a way to deal with it?

In desperation, he had no choice but to watch the phantom behind him become more and more solid, and the broken meridians in his body were automatically connected.

Before he could rejoice in the future, what made his soul rage was that the Nascent Soul in his body lost contact with his soul, and even the strong devilish energy around him began to invade the meridians in his body as the shadow solidified. Among them, the true essence in the body was gradually expelled.

Wang Mo didn't know what he would eventually become if he allowed this devilish energy to infuse himself, but he thought it was nothing more than a monster like the demon before. If so, it would be better to kill him directly.

Just as Wang Mo was thinking about it, time passed by little by little, and the black lines all over Wang Mo's body, which were originally formed by the transformation of the angel and demon, were even blacker and shiny at this time, and there was even a kind of heart-absorbing feeling. The strange light flickered.

And the phantom behind him became even more solidified, appearing like a real statue.

It's just that its surface is still extremely illusory, just like a shoddy and defective product, and the real situation cannot be seen clearly, but the coercion emanating from its body is already beyond Wang Mo's knowledge.

Even, compared to Gui Xuancang, the number one powerhouse in the mainland, he felt that he was much stronger than Gui Xuancang.

Gradually, with the strength of the phantom's aura, Wang Mo's heart became heavier, because he found that with the phantom's strength, the black magic lines around him became more and more obvious, and the true essence in his body was no longer there. There is no trace of it, but it is full of powerful magic energy.

As the demon energy gradually eroded the body, some unknown mutation occurred. Although he didn't know how, but he lost his own control. To Wang Mo, it was as uncomfortable as a ghost crushing his body.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't sense the existence of his true essence, and even, as time went by, his consciousness was suppressed by the majestic devil energy, and now his soul felt dizzy, as if he couldn't pass How long does it take to fall asleep.

Finally, Wang Mo only felt his mind sank under extremely anxious and fruitless thinking, and when the darkness came, he passed out again.

What he couldn't see was that the magic patterns all over his body gradually covered his whole body, and even the strong magic energy eroded away all his clothes, exposing his fleshy body with bulging veins.

Looking around, the whole body seems to have been painted with countless patterns, but the whole body is dark and strange.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a cup of tea, or a longer time, when his whole body was completely wrapped in black lines, the phantom became more solid, eight phantoms like arms, unexpectedly It was at this moment that he suddenly danced and captured Wang Mo's body in an instant.

"Roar!"

When he saw that he was about to touch his body, he suddenly paused, raised his head and let out a loud roar. In the shock, Weng Ran saw a purple brilliance surging out from the spirit above Wang Mo's head.

In a blink of an eye, the extremely soft aura, like the source of newborn, chi chi, blocked the eight arms like a natural enemy.

But in an instant, an extremely majestic aura rose up, and the tyrannical bloody aura mixed in it, as if shaking the sky, rushed out, making the ghost that was constantly absorbing the demonic energy dissipate even more by as much as a few points.

As a result, the strong devilish energy in the cave suddenly rolled back.

Suddenly, a statue surged out of the purple brilliance package, flashing out from the sky above Wang Mo's head. It looked like the statue of the eight-armed demon god in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the palm of his left hand, he is holding a golden spot of light. Looking carefully, it is a small and exquisite five-story pagoda. The mysterious statue of the demon god in the body pulled it, and it fell into the things in its hands.

It's a pity that Wang Mo didn't use the slightest bit of strength whether it was the statue of the demon god or the five-story pagoda.

It can only be seen that the pagoda is faintly afraid of the statue of the demon god.

As for the purple brilliance and the statue of the demon god, the two are entangled together like heaven and earth, faintly, it seems that the statue of the demon god has the upper hand, but when it appears, the surrounding space rolls back countless ripples in an instant.

Amidst the bursts of explosions, large space cracks suddenly appeared, but where the purple brilliance irradiated, those dreadful cracks miraculously healed automatically.

And because of the majestic pulling of the crack, the four thick iron chains below creaked and shattered due to the emergence of the statue, causing the altar in the cave to lose contact with the phantom behind Wang Mo.

In an instant, the majestic demonic energy in the cave suddenly rolled back, and even the huge dark red hurricane outside the cave showed signs of collapse at this moment.

Above the sky, the clouds that gathered countless resentment energy also drifted around at this moment.

This enormous and terrifying coercion made the entire continent tremble. Whether it was retreat or cultivation, they all involuntarily showed fear in their eyes.

Even those monks who remained in the Northwest Demon Territory, regardless of their level of cultivation, were all vomited blood from the impact of this majestic coercion, and there was a trace of damage in their bodies.

Horror reverberated in their minds, and they didn't have time to check what happened, so they drove the light without hesitation, and fled to the distance, wanting to leave this terrifying place.