Retrograde fairy way

"kill him!"

Just when Wang Mo released his consciousness again and wanted to search the surroundings carefully, an indifferent voice suddenly came.

Whoosh whoosh!

While the brilliance flickered and there was a buzzing sound, dozens of figures of different colors swayed through the air, shouted loudly, and suddenly each sacrificed powerful treasures and transformed various spells, mixed with endless killing intent, overwhelming Like hit.

"Hidden Formation!"

The moment these people appeared, Wang Mo noticed the fluctuations in the formation around him, but the level of the formation was extremely high, beyond his spiritual detection.

Although he was shocked, it didn't prevent him from making a correct judgment. When he made a tactic with one hand, his whole body suddenly burst into blue light, and a set of blue scale armor suddenly emerged, transforming into a simple and simple streamer, reflecting his whole body.

This armor is called the Cloud Scale Armor, and it is a top-level mysterious treasure, which was specially given to him by Yun Changkong for protection.

The moment the cloud scale armor appeared, its hands suddenly danced non-stop, dozens of streamers shot towards the surroundings one after another, humming and trembling, and there was a loud noise across.

Various berserk spells were already swirling above it, facing the monks who blatantly killed him.

Rumble!

The majestic impact caused the entire mountain to tremble endlessly. With the sound of hula la, countless gravels collapsed, and in an instant the mountain collapsed by nearly half.

"Who the hell is it that sent out fourteen monks who transformed themselves into Dzogchen monks to surround and kill me?"

Thinking of the wind spirit bird that appeared by chance before, Wang Mo realized that he had been targeted by someone at some point.

The names of the two sects flashed across his mind, which made his heart tighten. The only opponents in Dongming State were the other two spiritual sects.

Many thoughts flashed across his mind in an instant, taking advantage of the many talismans thrown out to block the attacks of the surrounding monks, the wind and thunder wings suddenly flashed behind him, turning into a flash of light and fleeing into the distance with a buzzing shock.

"go back!"

Seeing that he was about to break away from the encirclement, he shouted loudly, and the great perfection aura of the four gods of transformation was revealed again, and the light blade shot down at Wang Mo head-on.

"Open it for me!"

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and poked his right hand forward. The five-color halo flashed, and the five-element sword suddenly turned into a light dragon.

"Hmph, little cultivator in the mid-stage of Transformation God, let me take the shot together, and it is your honor to die here!"

The one blow was blocked, and they were the two who had seen Wang Mo's speed when they were fighting for the Nirvana Fruit in the Nirvana Barren Ridge.

"It's really you!"

His eyes swept over the two of them, Wang Mo's pupils shrank slightly, his mana turned sharply, his speed skyrocketed again, and he rushed forward without dodging or avoiding.

With his cultivation in the mid-stage of Transformation God, the mana in his body is indeed not as powerful as Transformation God Dzogchen, but his physical body is definitely countless times stronger than theirs.

While rushing forward, the whole body's cyan strength is hidden under the cyan-gold true energy. Although it is still unparalleled in sharpness, it lacks the previous sense of sharpness.

Ever since I met the mysterious old man in the Nirvana Barren Ridge, and my cultivation base inexplicably broke through to the middle stage of transforming gods, in the past few decades, I have also broken through to the middle stage of the magic baby. To the middle of the air environment.

The physical cultivation alone is enough for him to stand undefeated in the stage of transformation of gods, but facing so many monks of the transformation of gods, even though he has great confidence, he still can't help but feel trembling.

Unless he sacrificed to the Nine Ghosts in Bleeding Clothes, he would only be able to escape, but in the past few decades, it has already been spread in Dongming Prefecture. The envoy is the nine-headed ghost pet.

Although the brothers and sisters of the Yun family and the Ling family in Xuan Lingzong knew that he had the blood-clothed nine ghosts, and even the few disciples who were with Yun Qingfeng knew about it, but they had already issued a sealing order for it.

And Wang Mo has kindness to Xuanlingzong itself, so he will not cross the river and tear down the bridge for it. Of course, this is Wang Mo's repeated explanation that he entered it inexplicably, and came out inexplicably, and did not get any treasures.

If he really got some precious treasure, no matter how great the favor he has been to Xuan Lingzong, he might not be able to restrain the greed of human nature.

Ling Zhanyun and Yun Changkong, two powerful spirit-definition experts, checked secretly, and after confirming that there were no treasures, they canceled all bad years.

No need to think about it, Wang Mo knows that it was passed on by the woman in pink who escaped back then.

If he sacrificed the blood-clothed nine ghosts now, unless he had the confidence to wipe out all these people, he would never have a safe life in the future.

The rumors spread by the cultivation world are too powerful. In the end, they are absolutely created out of nothing, and the more time travel is outrageous.

"court death!"

Seeing that Wang Mo didn't dodge or dodge, he rushed straight over. The eyes of the two leading cultivators who turned into gods flashed coldly, and they made a gesture with their hands. The giant light dragon charged towards Wang Mo.

The other two waved endless colored blades to support Wang Mo from the sidelines to prevent Wang Mo from escaping.

"Five Elements Sword, Transformation Shield!"

The formula in Wang Mo's hands changed, and amidst clanging sounds, the Stegosaurus, which was originally full of sharp blades, suddenly rolled up and turned into a giant shield full of colorful brilliance, and its momentum remained undiminished.

At the same time, the dozen or so cultivators behind him had already got rid of the entanglement of spells, and rushed towards him with shouts and shouts.

Amidst the sound of killing, Wang Mo's eyes flashed fiercely, and he swung his left hand suddenly when he saw countless light blade spells about to bombard the back. There were wolves in front and tigers in back.

In the ferocious and complacent eyes of the four cultivators in front of him, the five-element light shield suddenly turned to block behind him, revealing Wang Mo's figure, and in his hand was a blue-gold eight-edged golden hammer that was as large as ten feet.

The dense purple air lingers on it, and the trembling sound turns into invisible light waves and flickers, which seems to have a faint effect of soul-stirring, which makes people dazzled and fascinated.

"Soul-suppressing hammer, hammer out the soul-shaking hammer!"

Holding the huge soul hammer in his right hand, Wang Mo's blue aura surged, and suddenly a majestic and sharp aura shot up into the sky.

That majestic power caused the expressions of the four cultivators who had surrounded the front to change suddenly, and even at this moment, there was a sense of sluggish breathing.

When he wanted to retreat, he found that the two sides were too close, and Wang Mo's speed was too fast. What's more, facing such a powerful and extraordinary treasure, if his momentum was a little weaker, he would inevitably suffer more serious injuries.

In desperation, the four of them gritted their teeth and each resorted to their strongest means, wanting to fight Wang Mo to the end.

Rumble!

Like meteors colliding, the moment the two sides meet, the majestic airflow draws light waves in the air, and suddenly sweeps around, and the violent hurricane roars away.

puff!

Wang Mo was the first to bear the brunt. Although the attacks of the four Huashen Dzogchen were blasted away with one hammer, seven or eight attacks behind him also landed on the Five Elements Light Shield.

There was a clang, and the Five Elements Shield wailed and turned into the Five Elements Sword itself and sank into the body.

Fortunately, his physical body has made great progress, and his physical body cultivation in the middle stage of Hekong Realm is enough to compare with the top-level physical body of the fifth level, and it is much stronger than the ordinary Huashen Dzogchen.

Whoosh!

Taking advantage of the turbulent airflow, Wang Mo forcibly suppressed the severe pain in his body, and without hesitation circulated his mana, rushing forward.

"Good boy, you have some skills, no wonder that kid Yun Qingfeng values ​​you so much, but today is your death day!"

Just when the violent air flow scattered the group of monks, and Wang Mo was about to pass them all, words full of icy cold and murderous intent suddenly came from the direction he was going.

I saw two handsome young monks who had already sacrificed their treasures, as if they were waiting for Wang Mo's arrival. They were indeed Cui Changyuan and Long Qiangping, one of the young masters of Mingling and Longling.

"Die!"

Seeing Wang Mo rushing towards him, the two commanded the treasure without any hesitation, and slashed at Wang Mo who seemed to be at the end of his battle.

The golden spear was shining sharply, like a poisonous dragon coming to the world, and the light beads rolled like rain hitting a plantain, all of which were transformed by powerful and powerful treasures.

"Damn you!"

Wang Mo's eyes were full of coldness, and he rotated the soul hammer, and with a loud bang, all the attacks were swept away, and he rushed towards the two of them incessantly.

"Great!"

Seeing that Wang Mo still had such mighty power after rushing out of the siege of nearly twenty cultivators who transformed himself into gods, the two of them were shocked and turned into astonishment.

Looking at each other, they commanded the treasure in the air without hesitation, and attacked Wang Mo again.

Since such a person is an enemy, there is only one way to die. The other party is only in the mid-stage cultivation of the gods. If they continue to grow, is it okay?

But before the magic weapon in the air was transformed, the two of them only felt a humming roar in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then an incomparable stinging pain hit, as if countless ants were biting, and the whole head was extremely painful.

"what!"

Seeing the two hugging each other with headaches, Wang Mo's eyes shot coldly, flashing those chasing spells in an instant, he raised the soul hammer in his hand again, and slammed it down on Cui Changyuan.

"Hmph, how can you hurt someone in front of me?"

Just when the Soul Requiem Hammer was about to smash Cui Changping into meatloaf, an indifferent voice suddenly came from the void, and amidst the flickering lights and shadows, a figure flew out suddenly, with lavender brilliance swirling, turning into a crystal clear giant palm towards Zhen The soul hammer slapped away.

Dang bang!

A dull crisp sound suddenly passed through the void, and Wang Mo's forward figure couldn't stop flying backwards, a blood arrow spewed out from his mouth, and he looked at the person coming with his eyes narrowed.

Cheng Liangfeng, whose face was like a crown of jade and handsome, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and his figure also retreated three steps in the void. Obviously, he was very surprised that Wang Mo, a mid-stage cultivator of transformation, could make him retreat.

"Sure enough, you are an extraordinary talent. This seat will give you a chance. Kneel down and swear allegiance to this seat. Bring Yun Lingyue and Lang Lingxue out of the Xuanling Sect. Today, you will be spared from death!"

Cheng Liangfeng said coldly.

"It sure is him!"

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and being blocked by this, he was already surrounded. The twenty monks who transformed themselves into Dzogchen Dzogchen monks, with such power, were already enough for ordinary Nirvana Realm powerhouses to walk around.

Before, he was thinking that those who can arrange such an exquisite concealment formation and hide it from his spiritual sense must have a very high inheritance.

Now that Cui Changyuan and Long Qiangping appeared, and Cheng Liangfeng appeared again, only such proud people with powerful backing could have them.

As for the intention in Cheng Liangfeng's words, Wang Mo understood that Yun Lingyue was in an ethereal body, and Murong Qing was in a mysterious yin body, both of which were rare dual-cultivation bodies.

After the two women have reached a high level of cultivation, they are full of vital yin, and I don't know how much hard work they can save a monk.