Retrograde fairy way

In the central square of Ziyun City, in front of the huge fighting platform, there were originally several shimmering figures in the forbidden area. Because of the arrival of so many people, they thought they were coming for themselves. Just about to show off, they saw two waves of people surrounded by the crowd The people and horses hurriedly left their opponents behind and left the fighting platform.

At this moment, Ling Zhanyun and Wang Mo walked side by side, not paying attention to the gazes gathered by the crowd.

Ji Tianliang and his party have long been accustomed to this kind of gaze, and there is no pressure at all. To them, it is already commonplace.

The gambling treasures handed over by both parties were handed over to this 'dispute' - Zi Ling!

This lithe woman dressed in purple with a veil on her face seemed to have nothing to do with the world, as if she had nothing to do with her. For her attractive eyes, she would attract such eyes wherever she went.

It's just that what makes her a little annoyed is that, with her cultivation level, she can naturally see Wang Mo's illusionary body for the fighting monk that Ling Zhanyun picked out from the crowd.

The only thing she couldn't see through was why Ling Zhanyun chose him alone, and still kept a mysterious look, refusing to reveal at all.

"Brother Ling, do you want to die or live?"

In the dark, Wang Mo's expression remained unchanged.

"Live!"

By Ling Zhanyun's side, it is natural that no one will be able to detect the sound transmission between the two of them.

"Live?"

Wang Mo raised his brows, and glanced at it with some surprise. In his impression, Ling Zhanyun was not a soft-hearted person.

"Destroy his body, hurt his soul!"

In the next sentence, Ling Zhanyun showed the ruthlessness of this arrogant of the Spirit Race.

The corner of Wang Mo's mouth twitched, and he did not express any objection. Although killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, for a monk, destroying the body and hurting the soul is tantamount to destroying the foundation of the other party's cultivation, but since the other party is an enemy, naturally there is no need to think too much.

On the other side, Ji Tianliang and his party have already confirmed that he will fight. This battle is about the ownership of two Nirvana Spirit Pills, three Yuan Spirit Pills, and two Spirit Treasures. Ji Tianliang naturally refuses to hand them over to others.

Although my subordinates are all the best among the cultivators who transform gods, compared to me, they are far inferior in terms of treasures and skills.

Even though he didn't know the origin of the other party, Ji Tianliang was confident that as long as the other party was not a Nirvana cultivator, he would never be able to resist him.

What's more, the Nirvana Realm cultivators on my side have already found out that the other party is the Great Perfection of Transforming God and is at the same level as myself, so there is no need to worry too much.

After handing in a share of spirit stones, the two parties flew into the fighting platform respectively.

As soon as he entered it, someone in the audience opened the restriction, and the bright light curtain was strong enough to block the attack of the strong in the middle stage of Nirvana for half an hour.

With the strength of a cultivator of Huashen Dzogchen, it is impossible to open it!

And the monks around couldn't bear it any longer, and opened their handicap one after another, betting on winning or losing between the two.

Lingzhan Yunhun threw out hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones indifferently. To him, these were just a little rain, just for fun.

Seeing that he threw out so many spirit stones to bet that his own people would win, Ji Tianliang and his party didn't want to lose face, so they threw out high-grade spirit stones and overwhelmed him.

Seeing this, Ling Zhanyun threw out one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones again without changing his face. This made the person who opened the market tremble in fright. Fortunately, the power behind him was not weak, so he stopped wanting to leave The idea of ​​not wading in this muddy water.

As for Fairy Ziling, for some reason, she also became interested and took out [-] high-grade spirit stones to participate in the gambling.

What surprised all the cultivators was that this woman was able to throw out [-] high-grade spirit stones at will, and the person who won the bet was the rumored betting player who 'molested' her.

As a result, it naturally caused all the cultivators to speculate secretly. What was the cause of this incident made Ji Tianliang, who thought he had come forward to solve the beauty's worries before, even more annoyed.

But the fight was imminent, the cultivators suppressed their doubts and watched the fight seriously.

"Boy, if you can cultivate to the state of Dzogchen, you are not stupid. How could you work for such an idiot?"

On the fighting stage, Ji Tianliang was not in a hurry to make a move, but instead looked at his opponent leisurely. His handsome appearance and handsome figure were indescribably chic.

In the previous scenes, he could also see that the other party definitely knew the extremely arrogant guy and wanted to find out from Wang Mo's mouth.

"Fei Shaozong is not an idiot!"

Wang Mo's eyes turned slightly to look at Ling Zhanyun not far from the stage, and he muttered to himself, if he knew that he was called a fool, he didn't know how he would feel.

"Fei Shaozong?"

Ji Tianliang narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart moved secretly, and his face remained calm, "Fellow Daoist thinks that he really needs Yuanling Pill to go into this muddy water. If Fellow Daoist is willing to admit defeat automatically, the Nirvana Spirit Pill is precious, but this seat Still can send one.

As for whether you will offend this Fei Shaozong, you don't have to worry too much, fellow Taoist, the power of our Tianhuamen in Donghua Prefecture is enough to protect you from any danger!

You and I don't have to fight to the death, isn't it two benefits? "

"really?"

Wang Mo's eyes flashed brightly, as if he was extremely tempted.

"I want to say something...you bastard!"

Ji Tianliang didn't doubt that he was there, and proudly raised his head, but the next moment, he felt a strong force rushing toward his face, even though the fierce aura didn't come to him, it made his heart tremble.

When he was in a hurry to stop his voice, he burst back without hesitation.

The monks off the field, originally seeing the two of them talking and refusing to fight, had already been a little impatient, but when they saw Wang Mo's sudden cruel hand, they kept yelling and scolding him for being despicable.

Don't you know that ninety-nine out of ten monks will do this when they fight.

Ziling Fairy frowned even more, and secretly blamed Ling Zhanyun, even if she won in such a situation, it would be disgraceful.

Ling Zhanyun naturally wouldn't take it to heart, he thought that only a proud girl like you, who has not experienced much fighting skills, would believe in Feng's set of fair fights.

But it never occurred to him that everyone's starting point is different. For example, Ji Tianliang's background is extraordinary, and the treasures used in his body can be said to be unmatched by most of the cultivators who have transformed themselves into gods.

"Body training is!"

Seeing that Wang Mo turned into a blue rainbow on the fighting stage, the light was shining in all directions in an instant. Ji Tianliang, who was chasing him, didn't even have time to sacrifice the treasure. Although a person with extensive knowledge can't see through the light curtain to detect the fluctuations inside, he can also see it. Seeing the fact that Wang Mo is a body-refining cultivator.

At this time, Wang Mo's heart was as heavy as water, his eyes fixed on Ji Tianliang who looked a little panicked, his feet moved one after another, his body was like a swimming dragon.

Whenever Ji Tianliang wanted to stop his escape and sacrifice his treasures to fight, he would be disrupted by Wang Mo's hot pursuit.

Just as Ji Tianliang was hesitating whether to sacrifice his natal magic weapon to directly delay Wang Mo from sacrificing the other treasures, he felt that Wang Mo's figure suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

Feeling this way, Ji Tianliang was overjoyed, and quickly ran back dozens of feet without hesitation, with a sinister smile on his face.

In front of the public, the other party forced him to such a degree, it really lost his great face.

But just when the thought of how to torture and kill Wang Mo came into his mind, suddenly the glow on his chest lit up, and a piercing pain hit his whole body, instantly freezing the grinning smile on his face.

The gaze he looked at Wang Mo turned into fear, and then his body shattered like rotten flesh.

Outsiders could clearly see that a few feet away from where Ji Tianliang passed, there was a thin invisible layer of blue-silver light, and traces of blood were dripping from it.

It goes without saying that it was the culprit who split Ji Tianliang's body.

All the cultivators were in an uproar. It was really impossible to find out when Wang Mo had arranged such a vicious thing. After all, there was a barrier to cover it up. They could only see what was going on inside, but they couldn't use their spiritual sense to observe.

Only Wang Mo himself knows what's going on!

Outside the arena, apart from a few Nirvana Realm Dzogchen monks in the dark, and Ling Zhanyun and Zi Ling, the overlords of the Spirit Void Realm who had hidden their cultivation, there was no one who could see the clues.

At the opening moment, when Ji Tianliang wanted to find out from Wang Mo, Wang Mo secretly arranged a strange treasure called 'Green Wheel Cutting Cloud Silk' that he obtained from a monk in the Tianmoyu in the Tianfeng Continent. in the position where he stood.

At this time, he forced Ji Tianliang to make a quick turn on the fighting platform. If he hadn't retreated so fast, the defensive treasures on him would be enough to block Qinglun Zhanyunsi when it came into effect.

It's a pity, in order to avoid Wang Mo, under the full speed, he didn't even have time to react with his own defensive magic weapon, so he passed through the Qinglun Zhanyunsi, destroying his physical body.

"what?"

With a soft puff, Ji Tianliang's Nascent Soul floated out of the broken corpse, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

But what answered him was Wang Mofei's pounced figure, who swung out his palm suddenly, and the blue-gray force disappeared in a flash, and instantly knocked his Nascent Soul into the air, hitting the forbidden light curtain with a bang superior.

In the flickering brilliance, Nascent Soul floated up in a daze, looking dull.

"Quickly open the restriction!"

Off the field, Ji Tianliang and his party, the two Nirvana geniuses, seemed to have just come to their senses at this moment, suddenly shouted, and instantly landed in front of the fighting platform, staring at Wang Mo for fear that he would kill him again.

Ling Zhanyun in the distance secretly gave Wang Mo a thumbs up, showing a look of admiration.

Wang Mo's strikes were not ruthless, and they were extremely effective. Anyone who saw it would break out in a cold sweat.

The majestic cultivator of the Great Perfection, who didn't even have time to sacrifice the magic weapon, was calculated to be seriously injured, and his body was destroyed. Judging from the situation, the Nascent Soul was seriously injured, and the way of cultivating the Tao in this life was ruined.

No one could have imagined that two monks of the same level would fight so easily, quickly, and one-sidedly. The cultivators were amazed, and they even listed the calm-faced middle-aged man transformed by Wang Mo as something that should not be taken lightly. Provoke the generation.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You want to play tricks, right? The competition is not over yet!"

Ling Zhanyun would not let the other party just open the restriction, there is nothing more enjoyable than hitting someone in the face.

"This fellow daoist, we admit defeat, and hope that fellow daoist will let your subordinates let brother Ji go!"

The young monk whose cultivation base was similar to Ji Tianliang looked back with an ugly expression.

At this moment, his back was already wet, and the cultivation of the two was similar, if it was him who was on the field at this moment, the end would definitely not be any better than Ji Tianliang.

As for Ling Zhanyun, although Ji Tianliang and his party hated Ling Zhanyun extremely, but firstly, they couldn't figure out the other party's details, and secondly, they had such means to randomly recruit a 'subordinate', which made them even more jealous.

For Ji Tianliang, he was even more annoyed, if he hadn't insisted on going his own way and insisting on meddling in this matter, how could he have ended up like this?

But as the son of the elder of Donghua Gate, even though he has lost some power now, if he sees him fall in front of him, it will be difficult to explain after all.