Retrograde fairy way

"Next, hurry up!"

In a stronghold deep in the mine, hundreds of monks wearing shackles, many of whom were not wearing shackles, and their breath was a little weak, kept moving forward amidst violent shouts.

Those monks who don't wear shackles are not all disciples of Youfengmen, but the most common Nascent Soul monks in this mine.

Those Huashen cultivators wearing shackles are no different from Nascent Soul cultivators after being imprisoned, so naturally there is no need to worry too much about those Huashen disciples of Youfengmen.

At the end of the line was a large round table, with four or five people standing beside it, surrounded by a young monk who was sitting upright, his face full of arrogance and disdain.

Wang Mo, who was standing in the line, took a look and saw that the young man sitting upright was a mid-stage cultivator from Youfengmen, and the four or five people behind him were miners with shackles on their feet. Overlords.

Today is the annual day when the mine repairer comes to hand over the mine.

In the mine, no matter what your cultivation level is, no matter how long you have been here, you must act according to the rules. Wang Mo has only been here for about seven or eight months, and he has to pay his full share in order to avoid being punished.

If there are not enough spirit stones, he will be severely punished.

Of course, if someone is short of time and can endure the discomfort of empty cultivation in the body, they can save it. When mining, they don’t use spirit stones to replenish it because of the expensive cultivation, so as to save the exchange of spirit stones. full share.

But there are very few people who can do it.

Before Wang Mo handed over the spirit stone, there were already many people, because they couldn't figure out the way of it, they thought they had been in the mine for less than a year, and when they came to hand over the mine, they had a reason for not paying enough shares, but in the end they didn't Is not unpunished.

As time passed, it was finally Wang Mo's turn to deliver the spirit stone. Without much hesitation, he took off the ring and put it on the round table.

A mine tyrant standing by the side picked up the ring, stretched out his consciousness to check it out, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his face remained calm, and he took the other ring that was already there. Picking up the ring, the two touched each other, and with the flash of brilliance, they began to remove the spirit stone from Wang Mo's ring.

After a few breaths, the mine tyrant finished transferring, and threw the ring to Wang Mo casually.

Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, took the ring and put it on, then turned and left. Before, he noticed that these mine tyrants cast their eyes on him from time to time. Happy and easy.

"stop!"

Suddenly, just as Wang Mo was turning around and taking steps, there was a shout mixed with contempt, which made Wang Mo sigh secretly, turned around expressionlessly, looked at several people and said, "Spirit stones should be enough Bar?"

"The spirit stone is enough, but, the old man has taken a fancy to your precious clothes, so take them off obediently, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood!"

The mine tyrant's eyes flashed fiercely, pointing to the blood-blue robe on Wang Mo's body, and said lightly.

Hearing this, all the mine repairmen around showed a look of optimism. Years of imprisonment had already made them mentally numb. As long as it wasn't about their own interests, they wouldn't care about others.

Wang Mo took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and left without saying much.

He wanted to confirm whether the disciple of Youfengmen would make a move.

As long as this person doesn't make a move, he will have a way to escape and enter the mine, so he won't be afraid of them.

But if this person makes a move, or makes a move to himself, then it means that there must be something hidden in it.

"court death!"

Xu felt that he was being underestimated, and it seemed that he had expected it, the mine tyrant's eyes flashed coldly, he yelled loudly, and jumped up straight away.

While the shackles were rattling, his figure leaped towards Wang Mo's back in a flash. When he shot, a cloud of misty light turned into a series of light blades, piercing Wang Mo's back.

Seeing this, a group of mine repairers scattered with a loud noise, with excitement in their eyes.

"Humph!"

Sensing the sound behind him, Wang Mo snorted coldly, turned around without hesitation, clenched his right hand, and punched out fiercely, but he didn't use the slightest strength, fighting purely with physical strength.

This scene fell in the eyes of the surrounding monks, and immediately made them let out a low cry, and some even shook their heads slightly and sighed, but many people's eyes flashed brightly.

These people are all monks who wear shackles and have reached the realm of transforming gods.

Clang!

The tooth-piercing piercing sound resounded through the cave instantly, but Wang Mo punched out, scattered the light blade, and rushed towards the miner who struck out unabated.

"Bold!"

The expressions of the other four mine tyrants, who were not paying attention at first, suddenly changed, and they leaped out while shouting loudly, and rushed towards Wang Mo.

But Wang Mo made up his mind to make a move, and he didn't want it to have no effect. Even though this punch didn't use strong force, its physical body was strong enough to forcibly shake Xuanbao.

The mine tyrant who took the lead had a look of annoyance flashing in his eyes at this time, the original contempt was gone, most of his cultivation was banned, how could he be an opponent of Wang Mo, who can be called a humanoid weapon?

In addition, he was so close, the fist that terrified him came to him in an instant, but at least he was a mid-stage cultivator, even if he was surprised, his reaction was not slow.

Mobilizing some obscure mana in his body, his hands suddenly danced, turning into a yellow light shield in front of him, and his figure even retreated. As long as he reunited with his companions, he would not be afraid of Wang Mo.

Bang!

He retreated quickly, and Wang Mo's coming was even faster, and he punched his light shield in an instant, and with a loud bang, he threw it into the air.

Wang Mo squinted his eyes slightly, wanting to make persistent efforts to inflict heavy damage, the other four mining tyrants had already galloped out, and suddenly surrounded them in a flash.

"Death!"

The four mine tyrants are all strong in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods. Even if most of their cultivation bases are banned, the prestige of joining forces is enough to make the monks of the early stage of the transformation of the gods afraid.

Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart awe-inspiring, he tapped his feet, and amidst the clattering, he chose to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

Rumble!

A ray of light of different colors, wrapped in a killing intent, instantly bombarded the place where Wang Mo was standing before, setting off a large cloud of smoke and dust, causing those monks who were not yet at the Nascent Soul Stage to back away pale.

The mine tyrant who was forced to retreat by Wang Mo saw his companions coming to help, and immediately had another killing intent. He stretched out his hand without hesitation, and actually sacrificed a bright, shimmering yellow handle. Suddenly, the sword turned into dozens of sharp lights and came to surround Wang Mo.

While running wildly, Wang Mo's eyes glanced vaguely at the Youfengmen disciple who had been sitting still, and while his figure was swaying, he galloped towards a mine without hesitation.

In terms of the speed of his advance, he is naturally above the five mine tyrants. As long as he enters the depths of the mine, even if the five of them want to trouble him, they will have to wait until a year later.

Unless, they have the tracking item that only the disciples of Youfengmen have, which is the prohibition tracking technique set on the jade slips and shackles that every one of them enters the mine.

But just as Wang Mo was about to leave the battle circle, his expression changed indifferently, and he suddenly felt a chill attacking the back of his head, his pupils shrank, and he dodged to the side without hesitation.

puff!

The brilliance flashed by, and only a whistling sound was heard, a dazzling brilliance suddenly radiated, causing everyone's expressions to change, and a teeth-piercing voice sounded, and they saw many people on the hard rock wall. There was a huge pothole.

I saw the Youfengmen disciple who had been sitting still, narrowed his eyes slightly when Wang Mo was about to leave the battle circle, and was slowly retracting his pointed fingers. Wang Mo.

"Hey, how can you be wild in front of me?"

With a sneer, the disciple winked at the five mine tyrants.

The five people understood, and immediately let out a sinister grin, stretched out their bodies without hesitation, and charged towards Wang Mowei again.

Blocked by this, Wang Mo's figure was already surrounded by five people. He noticed the movement of the crowd, but he showed no fear, and started to fight with them.

The rumble continued, and the six people tossed up and down in the empty cave, constantly bombarding each other.

Besieged by the five powerful men, Wang Mo felt the pressure doubled, and he was helpless to fight back. However, his physical defense was too strong and he did not receive multiple attacks, so he never used his strength.

The people around watched it with great interest, and did not continue to deliver the spirit stones. Some people even started a bet, shouting and cheering for their bettors.

But without exception, they were all betting on the mine tyrant. After all, under the circumstances at this time, it was obvious to all that Wang Mo was at a disadvantage.

As time passed, the battle circle gradually moved from the center to the cave wall full of mine tunnels.

Bang bang bang!

With several loud bangs in succession, Wang Mo took several blows with his physical body, and fled towards a mine tunnel without changing his figure.

"How brave!"

The Youfengmen disciple, who seemed casual but had been staring at Wang Mo's situation all the time, shot a cold light in his eyes, shouted coldly, and suddenly pointed at Wang Mo's back.

Depending on the situation, it is not to attack Wang Mo, but to block his way as before.

But he obviously misjudged Wang Mo's determination to leave, and he took the blow of this mid-stage cultivator with physical strength.

His body leaped forward, and a bloody arrow shot out from his mouth, but his body, also relying on this impact, went straight into the dark mine tunnel, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

"Interesting, don't chase after!"

Seeing Wang Mo's actions, the disciple raised his mouth slightly, waved his hand proudly, and stopped the five mine tyrants who wanted to continue chasing him.

Hearing his words, although the five people were unwilling, they did not dare to disobey their intentions, so they had to return angrily and continue to preside over the collection of spirit stones.

Most of these mining tyrants are rebellious and unruly people. After suffering for many years, even if they want to get rid of the body of mining repair, You Fengmen will naturally not let such people who have deep resentment towards the sect leave.

Therefore, in the mine, there is a rule of not becoming.

Anyone who has been in the mine for more than 200 years will never allow them to join Youfengmen. They can only continue to be mine tyrants to exploit other mine repairers to maintain their own practice.

Seeing this, everyone lined up in an orderly line again, and handed in the spirit stones. Naturally, there were no winners or losers in this gamble because of Wang Mo's departure.

But there are many people, because Wang Mo used his physical strength to force the blow of the mid-stage cultivator of the God of Transformation, and still had the power to escape, and they remembered it in their hearts.