Retrograde fairy way

The next moment, seeing Wang Mo's actions, the corners of Gu Cangsong's mouth twitched.

Hundreds of array disks turned into streamers of various colors, all of them were embedded in the surrounding walls, and the space was surrounded in an instant.

Looking from a distance, it seems to be in an ocean of formations, the glow of the sun is flowing, it is really charming, but the coercion that is faintly flourishing in it is chilling.

"You...you are a junior who transforms gods, how can you have so many spirit stones?"

Gu Cangsong's complexion was extremely ugly, in his eyes, he could see it naturally, taking out these formation disks individually, they couldn't hurt him at all, but so many gathered in one place, even he had to weigh it Fan, can you hold it.

"You don't have to worry about it!"

Wang Mo kept moving his hands, and his eyes were serious, showing that he wanted to kill him.

"That's right, you must be the lucky junior who got the treasure of the Haoluo Immortal Mansion!"

There was a flash of struggle in Gu Cangsong's eyes, and he looked at Wang Mo with killing intent, but he was extremely afraid of the blood-clothed ghost beside him.

As far as he knew, the other party had nine ghosts. Since the opening of the Nirvana Barren Ridge, in less than a hundred years, it has reached the current sixth rank from the fifth rank in the original rumors.

Without the support of powerful treasures, he would not believe in killing him, which is why he is so sure.

If the other party doesn't have this heavenly ghost's bodyguard, or if there is only one end here, he still has the heart to try to damage the original source, use supernatural powers to break through the shackles of the spirit thread, and kill it to snatch the treasure of the fairy mansion.

But if there are really nine-headed sixth-level ghosts, then he will automatically seek death.

"Senior also believe in such nonsense?"

Wang Mo sneered, and shook his head helplessly. He really hated the female cultivator named Fengxiang who spread the rumor.

If he hadn't been entangled in all kinds of things, he would have followed the message he got from the souls of those two people, killed them and wiped them out.

"Nonsense? In the Nirvana Barren Mountain, monks in the Nirvana Realm are not allowed to enter at all. You must have reached the fifth level in the past, but now it has only been a hundred years, and you have reached the early stage of the sixth level. Without many treasures, how can you advance so quickly? ?”

Gu Cangsong thought that he had seen through everything, and spoke eloquently, while Wang Mo's verbal performance also secretly admitted that he was the person in the rumors.

"As you wish!"

Wang Mo didn't explain, and after a cup of tea, he arranged all the mixed formations and turned his head to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Gu Cangsong was a little puzzled, the other party had already expressed his killing intent towards him, why not do it now?

"Wait slowly, don't worry, you still have about ten days before the person from Luoyunjian arrives!"

Wang Mo waved the bloody clothes away, collected the bloody resentment in the cave, and then dodged into the cave without stopping.

According to his estimation, based on the information obtained from the souls of those cultivators in the Nirvana realm, it will take at least half a month for the cultivators at Luoyunjian to mobilize all their strength to come.

Even if they come earlier, there will never be a powerful monk. With the power of the Nine Ghosts at this time, they are not powerful in the late stage of the Nirvana Realm, and they are definitely not their opponents.

During this period of time, the power of the soul-pulling silk gradually consumed Gu Cangsong's demonic power, and it was his time of death.

Of course, he wouldn't say that with the presence of the blood-clothed celestial ghost, who imprisoned all of their souls, the outside world could not detect their deaths at all.

Although Wang Mo had planned for these ten days, it was also an ultimatum to Gu Cangsong.

"Ten days? What do you mean?"

Seeing Wang Mo's figure disappear in a flash, Gu Cangsong has not yet recovered, but he can no longer be seen.

......

Time flies, ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

Outside the cave where the ancient pines were imprisoned, there was suddenly the sound of pattering footsteps. Wang Mo's figure slowly walked out of the dark cave and appeared in front of the giant tree transformed by the ancient pines. pinch tactics.

"Wait a minute, little friend!"

After the torment of time, Gu Cangsong can be said to live like a year, seeing that Wang Mo is about to stir up battles without saying a word, he immediately looks anxious.

"how?"

Wang Mo raised his brows, and dragged the already formed rune with one hand, just waiting for it to fall, it would activate the array full of holes.

"Old man... this old man can swear, as long as my little friend spares this old man and is willing to hand over the cold spirit amber, as well as a large number of treasures, I will never break my promise!"

Gu Cangsong said with an ugly expression. With his sixth-level top-level cultivation, which is comparable to the Great Perfection of the Nirvana Realm, facing a junior in the late stage of transformation, he naturally let go of his dignity by making such a gesture.

But under such circumstances, he really couldn't help him to make other choices.

"Hehe, I don't want people to know the details of the present. If this is the senior, the boy will regard it as the last words!"

Wang Mo shrugged and smiled, shaking the rune casually, making a gesture to arouse the array.

"You...what do you want?"

Gu Cangsong had a faint feeling of something bad in his heart. From the beginning to the end, he was led by the nose by the other party. This made him useless for countless years of experience. Who let himself be pinched by the other party? Woolen cloth?

"Recognize me as master!"

Wang Mo looked at Gu Cangsong solemnly, his eyes full of contemplation.

"What? Impossible!"

Gu Cangsong can give up his dignity in order to break through his own cultivation, but if he is to accept the other party as his master with this status, how will he have the face to practice in the world in the future?

"For me to drive for ten thousand years, go and keep it for yourself in the future!"

Wang Mo didn't change his color, he seemed to have expected it, and said calmly.

"Impossible, even if I die, I can't recognize you as master! If you agree to the previous conditions, I will hand over the cold spirit amber and most of the collection. If you don't agree, I would rather blow myself up, and you will never get any benefit."

The ancient pines were shaken for a moment, but there were countless struggles in their hearts, still shaking their branches and shaking their heads.

"Help you break through the seventh step!"

Wang Mo crushed the formed rune, and flipped his wrist to take out a crystal clear and round octagonal golden crystal.

Looking at the glittering golden crystal, the corner of Gu Cangsong's mouth twitched, his eyes full of struggle: "The soul crystal of the spider!"

"That's right, although he used his real name's supernatural power over the next level, which caused the loss of soul crystals, but with your knowledge of cultivation, you should know a lot of remedial methods. With this treasure, a breakthrough is just around the corner!"

Wang Mo tossed the Silk Soul Crystal casually, and smiled lightly.

Wang Mo already had the heart to subdue this sixth-order big monster whose ancient pine became a spirit.

Because plants and trees become spirits and have profound attainments in elixir, the Zhenyuan Pagoda has its own space, and Wang Mo himself doesn't have much time to take care of it.

This Ancient Cangsong naturally became the best candidate.

"This......"

Gu Cangsong was deeply entangled in his heart. Since he became a spirit for tens of thousands of years, he has been hiding and hiding. He has always been careful to live until now, in order to break through to a higher level one day, and let him roam the world.

But at this time, he was in prison and encountered such a predicament. The choice of cultivation base promotion and ten thousand years of freedom made him fall into a struggle.

Wang Mo just watched quietly, without the slightest intention of urging, but he also had a limit in his heart, after all, time did not allow him to stay here for too long.

As time passed, the struggle on the old face of the ancient cang pine, the thick branches shook violently, causing the soul-drawing silk giant to tremble endlessly.

The rich emerald green brilliance is constantly clinging to the golden demon power, visibly consuming Gu Cangsong's cultivation with the naked eye.

"I promise!"

Several hours later, the old face of the ancient green pine turned into an old man, and the huge trunk stopped shaking, looking downcast.

"Swear by God!"

A look of joy flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, but his expression remained unchanged.

"The way of heaven is above, and the ancient pines, the wood spirits of the lower realm, swear by the way of heaven today, worship the person in front of you as the master, and serve him to drive him for thousands of years. If there is any violation, the sky will be struck by lightning, and his soul will be wiped out!"

Gu Cangsong's old voice slowly floated out, and with the last word 'Mie' uttered, the void trembled suddenly.

What was visible to the naked eye converged into a ray of light, which suddenly turned into a vortex in a flash, and then turned into a strange rune, shooting out a stream of light onto Gu Cangsong's forehead.

"what!"

As if being hit hard, Gu Cangsong let out a miserable howl, his whole body trembled unceasingly, and the soul threads that surrounded him seemed to be implicated, the whole body whirled and swayed.

In an instant, the stream of light captured a phantom of an emerald green sapling from Gu Cangsong's forehead, swished into the rune, and then drifted towards Wang Mo.

But the moment it fell to the top of Wang Mo's head, a purple, black, and cyan streamer suddenly flashed, and it was all contained, and pulled into the sky above his head.

Wang Mo felt a pain in his head, almost passed out, and staggered a few steps before standing still.

Gu Cangsong, who was still in a daze, was still convulsing, but he didn't notice the abnormality.

"Cangsong...greetings to the Lord!"

After a cup of tea, Gu Cangsong finally came to his senses, looked at Wang Mo, struggled in his eyes, but finally shook the branches respectfully.

"Okay, since you swear, I, Wang Mo, will never treat you badly. I will set you free after ten thousand years, and this will help you out of trouble!"

Wang Mo nodded in satisfaction, and waved his bloody clothes, instructing him to tear off the soul-drawing thread.

"Thank you Lord!"

Ancient Cangsong looked a little relaxed, although his heart was bitter, he also knew that this was a last resort choice.

Although he was a little surprised by the name Wang Mo said, there are too many names used in the world of walking and cultivation, just like him, but it does not hinder the little thought that arises in his heart.

If Wang Mo really got a relic of the Immortal Mansion, and he would like to serve him, not to mention that he can get the soul crystal that pulls the thread now, and advance to the spiritual void, maybe he can get some treasures in the future, and it is somewhat possible to break through the Taoist spirit.

Of course, this is just a thought, and I dare not say it now.

After handing over a copy of his natal demon soul and the incantations transformed by the heavenly talisman, it can be said that his life is entirely in Wang Mo's hands.

Even, the thoughts in his heart will be perceived by Wang Mo, of course, only when he is malicious, he will feel this way.

In Wang Mo's soul, he could indeed feel the thoughts of Gu Cangsong, but it was not so obvious.

In his opinion, it must be related to the purple brilliance, black statue, and blue-gray mirror, but now is not the time for him to find out these.

Under Wang Mo's instructions, Xueyi summoned the eight blood demon souls without hesitation, and sacrificed the nine Yin blood flames. With a flash of his figure, he rushed towards the giant transformed by the soul-drawing thread.

Seeing the appearance of the blood demon soul, Gu Cangsong's pupils shrank slightly, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that he did not hold on to fight to the death.

If he really reaches that step, he will definitely not be spared.