Retrograde fairy way

"Hahaha, let's go!"

The bald-headed man, Huo Mingge raised his head and laughed loudly, the surrounding yellow brilliance was shining brightly, and he hurriedly chased back to Xuancang.

Seeing this, the rest of them were unwilling to be left behind, they all flew up and flew towards the space crack, and within a short time, all of them fell into it.

At the crack in the space above the sky, the last figure paused for a moment and looked back around.

Looking at his appearance, it is Feng Wuyou.

I saw a silver mask full of blue lines on his right cheek, which made it hard to see. The cold light in his left eye scanned for a week, and then he dodged into the space crack and disappeared.

And at the bottom, seeing this situation, Feng Yanhua and Feng Yuhua flirted with each other, an inexplicable expression appeared at the corner of their mouths, but they didn't say anything.

Following the departure of the monks who had left this time, they all broke into the cracks in the space, and all the monks shouted in unison: "Regardless, great monks!"

The sound of prostration can be heard endlessly, and how far the sound can be heard, a majestic aura suddenly spread. It was an inexplicable aura, and it was the voice of hope that gathered countless souls in the Tianfeng Continent. .

At this moment, no matter whether there is a gap of enmity or hostile forces, they are all abandoning their grievances and turning into an invisible support.

For countless years in Tianfeng Continent, the hopes of many creatures have finally come true at this moment!

As the cracks in the space slowly closed, the six cultivators who had not left standing around the altar looked at each other, each cast a formula, and took out a token shining with strange brilliance from above the altar .

"I didn't expect that this day will really come!"

Putting away the token, Feng Yuhua looked up expectantly, and sighed slightly to Feng Yanhua beside him.

"Hehe, do you also have sentimental moments?"

Feng Yanhua smiled charmingly, and the color of hope also flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she turned to say: "When Master Qingyue becomes a god of transformation, you and I can also go there and explore longevity together!"

"How can it be so easy? Don't you see, these seniors all prepared a lot of treasures before they dared to enter the space passage. You and I are still inexperienced, so it's not easy!"

Feng Yuhua shook her head slightly, a little weak.

"Feng Daoyou's words are wrong. If you can cultivate to my level, how can you give up on yourself like this? If you don't have the heart to be brave and diligent, it's better to disperse your kung fu early to refresh yourself!"

Ye Yunpeng, who was not far away, had a cold light in his eyes, and his yin and yang were strange.

Regarding Qi's words, the two leaders of Xuangong naturally didn't take it to heart, and agreed not to say more.

Sensing the intentions of the two, Ye Yunpeng's face was quite gloomy, and he turned his head away with a cold snort.

Beside them, there were three other people, one was Crocodile Xuanqing, the fifth-rank patriarch of the monster clan, the other was another Huashen Daxiu from the mainland, and the last one was Jiang Fengqun, the leader of the Loose Cultivation Alliance.

It's just that they all have shallow foundations, claiming that they are unable to break through the space passage, and voluntarily stay behind in their respective sects.

If all the cultivators of Transforming Spirits leave, without them sitting in charge, the entire Tianfeng Continent may fall into power strife again.

After packing up the things they needed, they ordered a few disciples in the sect to guard the place, and then they returned to the sect.

And this place where the gods transform into ascension is called the "Flying Ascension Platform" by the descendants of Tianfeng Continent!

......

"Are you leaving? Forget it, our grievances will be resolved in the spiritual realm!"

At the same time, in a cave in the depths of Tianfeng Xuan Palace, Wang Mo, whose body was covered with black lines, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head and glanced at one place, as if he saw something, and said to himself.

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and prepared to continue to practice, but in an instant, his complexion changed slightly, and when his left wrist was turned, a blue-gold brilliance flashed, and suddenly a pile of fine jade slag appeared in his hand.

Its color is golden and white, and two groups of phantoms slowly floated above it, and spread out with a puffing sound in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

"How... how could this be?"

Staring blankly at the broken jade slag in his hand, Wang Mo's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Staring at the jade dregs, he sat in a daze for a cup of tea, and the shocked look on Wang Mo's face faded away a little. He closed his eyes, and slowly grasped his hands. up.

"No matter what, when I go to the spiritual realm, I will definitely find out about this matter!"

Taking a deep breath, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes, with a cold glow shooting out, and said in a raving voice.

......

Time flies, and Jiazi passes by again in a flash.

At this time, Tianfeng Continent, with the end of the war against demons for nearly a hundred years, has already shown the prosperity it should have.

Especially for the exploration of Langya Purgatory in the center of the mainland, after many years of continuous exploration, countless monks went forward and found many safe paths.

There are also quite a few forces that have turned their special places into a test place for their own sect disciples, either fighting together or training alone. The methods can be described as endless.

The Northwest Demon Territory, which was originally shrouded in resentment, has finally returned to its original appearance after so many years of changes, and countless monks began to pour into it.

Although many of these people were in the original place and could not survive because of their weak power, if they entered the vast Northwest Demon Territory, as long as they were not too unlucky, they would be able to find a place where they could recuperate.

Even though the best positions are all separated by the big forces and there are not many left, but these big forces don't have that many manpower, and being able to take care of them naturally gives these forces more opportunities for development.

The vacancy in the Northwest Demon Territory also greatly eased the conflicts between the forces of all parties, and was named the fourth state of the Tianfeng Continent—Tianhun State by all parties.

Since entering the Demon Realm back then, collecting resentment and evil energy, the Loose Cultivator Alliance, which played a major role in alleviating the Demon Realm, naturally occupied the same territory as Tianfengxuan Palace and Yunxiao Pavilion.

At this time, in the Demon Realm, in the mountain range that was originally owned by a large sect, the headquarters of the Loose Cultivation Alliance has been established in Tianhun State.

An incomparably majestic palace, located on the top of a mountain, hidden in the lush forest, surrounded by countless buildings one after another, and many streamers galloping back and forth, appearing full of vitality.

"League leader, all the primordial stone veins discovered [-] miles to the west have been brought under the power of our alliance!"

"League leader, the low-grade spirit stone veins discovered [-] miles to the south have already..."

In one of the main halls, there are seven or eight monks with extremely introverted aura, old and young, with extraordinary temperament, standing respectfully among them, and the first monk with a hazy face, wearing a blue star robe, is telling something .

The cultivator was just sitting on the main seat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, let alone the change in his expression, but there was another majesty exuding from himself, which made people dare not look directly at him.

"Ok!"

After all the cultivators had finished their statements, the blue-robed cultivator just nodded casually, waving his hands as if to repel the crowd, but immediately stood up and looked up.

"My old friend came to visit, why didn't Brother Jiang welcome him?"

In the midst of Weng Ran's shock, the forbidden brilliance radiated across the entire mountains, and another voice that could not be heard resounded, causing the expressions of all the monks in the mountains to change drastically.

Although the Loose Cultivator Alliance has been stationed here not long ago, the sect-protecting array it has set up cannot be shaken by ordinary people. What's more, there is their leader, Huashen Daxiu, sitting here.

The comer attacked the guardian array in the blink of an eye, so the comer must have been unkind.

While all the cultivators were astonished, a figure leaped out of the main hall amidst a flash of blue light, and immediately soared into the sky.

Seeing this figure appear, the monks of the Loose Cultivation Alliance immediately lost their hearts again, because it was their leader, the Great Cultivator of Transformation—Jiang Fengqun.

"All the disciples listen to the order and open a large formation to defend against the enemy!"

As soon as Jiang Fengqun appeared, they raised their voices and spread throughout the Loose Cultivation Alliance resident.

After that, all the people in the hall flashed out, hearing his words, and shot around without hesitation.

Immediately, one after another, the sound of promises resounded in the mountains one after another.

Boom!

But what answered them was the loud noise of several foundation arrays, and the huge cloud of smoke that soared into the sky.

"Bastard!"

Seeing such a scene, the illusory color on Jiang Fengqun's face flickered, and he suddenly retracted, revealing his anxious face that was out of breath.

With his eyesight, it is natural to see that the guardian formation has been destroyed from the inside, obviously it was done by someone cooperating with outsiders.

Boom!

While he was cursing, there was another shock from the sky above, and the brilliance forbidden suddenly shattered and disappeared piece by piece, and finally disappeared, revealing a blue void above, and a sturdy figure standing on it.

"You are seriously injured, how is it possible that you still have such strength?"

The moment he saw the visitor, even though he already had the answer in his heart, Jiang Fengqun couldn't help taking a breath, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed, with a hint of fear on his face.

"Hehe, it's all thanks to the purgatory fire poison released by you father and son in the resentment!"

Wang Mo smiled lightly, and his figure slowly fell. Although the black lines on his face were still black and bright, most of them had already disappeared. Obviously, in this Jiazi, great progress has been made in the cultivation of baby-supporting skills.

"You... how are you doing? Don't tell me you want to start a fight between the Loose Cultivator Alliance and Tianfeng Xuangong?"

Jiang Fengqun's face was quite tense, and he couldn't help backing away. He was obviously afraid of Wang Mo. For many years, even if he was an advanced god, Wang Mo still gave him the impression that he was in Tianlang City. , Facing dozens of transformation gods, Angzang's figure remained unchanged.

"Fight?"

Wang Mo raised his eyebrows, his long hair fluttering, and a smile appeared on his slightly rough face: "It is indeed a fight, but... it's just between you and me!"

"Hmph, Wang Mo, you are just relying on your body to be tyrannical. Do you really think that I am afraid of you? I just don't want to let the hard-won peace of the mainland be destroyed by the dispute between you and me! You know, I am a member of the Loose Cultivation Alliance. , has countless disciples, don't make mistakes!"

Jiang Fengqun snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes slightly, but anyone could see that the look in his eyes was fierce and soft.

"Hehe, you think too highly of yourself!"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, a cold light shot out from his eyes, and suddenly swept across the surroundings: "Listen, monks, today is a personal grievance between a certain family and Jiang Fengqun. If anyone dares to intervene, he will definitely be killed!"

As soon as the voice fell, while the figure was changing, it suddenly shot at Jiang Fengqun whose complexion changed drastically, and a majestic evil spirit radiated from his body, like a ferocious beast, wanting to choose and devour people.