Retrograde fairy way

The palm-sized cyan wooden sign flickered in the sunlight, appearing and disappearing from time to time, but it attracted everyone's attention.

Amidst the humming and trembling, the wooden sign suddenly turned into the size of Zhang Xu, and suddenly flashed a ten thousand zhang green light, blocking all the rays of light waved by the middle-aged man.

Even though it was far away, Wang Mo still clearly felt the six big characters that appeared on the wooden sign - the spiritual position of Immortal Master Qingling.

"Three thanks!"

The middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, and bowed respectfully towards the memorial tablet three times.

All the strong people in the spirit void state on the high platform also stood up and saluted respectfully, even the monks watching from the outside did the same.

After several hours and countless tedious etiquettes, finally ushered in the climax of this event.

Everyone stared with bated breath, watching the movements of the spirit void on the high platform for a moment.

I saw four strong men with awe-inspiring breath coming out of it, among them was a middle-aged monk who presided over the meeting at the beginning, and waved out twelve tokens of different brilliance.

Under the blessing of their respective formulas, they turned into streamers and submerged into the tablet in the sky in an instant.

There was a roar, and a circle of brilliance visible to the naked eye spread instantly, and suddenly flowed back, and all of it was condensed into the tablet. What made Wang Mo's pupils below suddenly shrink was that a figure in Tsing Yi walked out of the tablet.

"Green Spirit Immortal Master!"

On and off the stage, everyone bowed down to salute.

But this figure has no expression on his face. It is obviously just a phantom. His indifferent eyes have not moved in the slightest. He suddenly said: "The tomb of Qingling is opened for the one hundred and eighth time!"

As soon as the words fell, his hands suddenly danced, and a huge unspeakable coercion soared to the sky, and even dozens of experts in the spirit void state on the high platform changed their expressions slightly.

I saw that with the dancing of his hands, several green lights burst out suddenly, and then gathered in one place, turning into a vortex in the void.

"All disciples listen to the order and enter quickly!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk cried out loudly.

Suddenly, at the front of the high platform, more than a hundred figures suddenly surged with green lights all over their bodies, soaring into the sky in an instant, turning into a stream of light and rushing into the vortex.

At the same time, Wang Mo crushed the jade slip in his hand, and suddenly a green light burst into the sky, wrapping his whole body, which shocked everyone around him to exclaim.

When the original formula moved, the blue shadow who had no image suddenly turned his head, somehow changed the formula with both hands, and then moved forward with one hand.

Before dozens of Overlords of the Spiritual Void Realm could react, they grabbed Qinghong up and threw them into the vortex, where she also disappeared straight into it.

As all the cultivators entered it, the vortex in the void disappeared without a trace after a few breaths.

"Who is that?"

The middle-aged monk looked a little dignified. Anyone who presides over such a grand event will not feel much better if there is such a change.

But the guards of the Qingling Tomb were too quick to attack, even they were taken away before they had time to disperse their consciousness.

"Seal this place, no matter what, this person cannot be allowed to leave!"

All the powerhouses are not in a good mood. For countless years of the Qingling Festival, even though not many people have obtained the core treasures, good treasures will appear every time they are opened.

Such a change this time made them feel bad, and they suspected that someone had obtained a special method.

You should know that anyone who can enter Qingling's tomb is protected by special talismans, and these talismans will be retrieved afterwards and kept by the powerful people. Outsiders can't get them at all, and the number is certain.

......

"Is this the Qingling Cemetery? It's not that different from the space in the Zhenyuan Pagoda!"

In a peculiar space, Wang Mo staggered a few steps, stood still, and looked around. As for the guard of the Zhenyuan Tower who took him into this place, he had long since disappeared.

Since he practiced so far, he has entered quite a few small spaces, but he can faintly feel that the barriers in this space are much weaker than Zhenyuan Pagoda, Nirvana Barren Ridge and other places.

Because here, he can faintly feel it. Although he can feel it in the Zhenyuan Pagoda, it is because he can be said to be half the owner of the Zhenyuan Pagoda.

In the Nirvana Barren Ridge, the existence of space barriers could not be sensed at all.

Looking around, it was an incomparably majestic and majestic palace complex covering hundreds of miles away. More than a hundred rays of light shot up into the sky and rushed into the palace.

"open!"

Without too much hesitation, after all the monks from various states around him who had entered this place had left, Wang Mo reached forward with one hand, and the Zhenyuan Tower suddenly appeared.

With the changes in the formula, the vortex below it swirled out, and suddenly a dark green figure appeared, which was the ancient Cangsong who had turned into a young monk.

"Qingling Cemetery!"

As soon as he appeared, Gu Cangsong sensed the familiar aura, showed excitement, and hurriedly turned around, "My lord!"

As he said, the tomb guards will only prevent monks who have surpassed the initial stage of the Nirvana Realm from entering it at the entrance, but they will not appear inside it, especially because it is covered by the breath of ancient pine, which is the inside of the tomb. Creatures, there will be no mistakes.

"Hide your figure, don't attract attention!"

Wang Mo nodded and waved his sleeve casually.

"Yes!"

Gu Cangsong leaned over and saluted, the dark green brilliance all over his body flickered, his figure turned into the size of a finger, and disappeared into Wang Mo's sleeve robe in a flash.

"Lead the way!"

Without too much delay, Wang Mo set up the escape light, followed the secret guidance of Gu Cangsong, and fled towards the palaces in a hurry.

In the tomb space, due to special rules, Wang Mo's escape speed is more than a hundred times slower than that of the outside world, let alone other people.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the place that could have been reached in a dozen or so breaths finally appeared in front of my eyes.

Wang Mo entered the gate with a flash of his figure, looking around, many of the gates of the palace inside had been broken down, and there was no one there, and all of them went to the inside.

Without stopping too much, according to the location of Gu Cangsong's investigation, Wang Mo chose to escape in a place with few people. After spending half a day, he opened up many defensive restrictions and arrived at the central part.

At this time, outside these palaces and pavilions, there have already appeared many figures like the guards in green clothes, but they look extremely dull. They are the Qingling puppets refined by the Qingling Immortal Master before returning to the ruins.

The cultivation bases of these puppets all have the cultivation bases of the early stage of the Nirvana Realm, and even the cultivation bases of the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm. They have emerged in endlessly. Over the years, they have been broken many times, but they have never been reduced.

Wang Mo's body was covered with a layer of his aura by the ancient Cangsong, which was no different from that of the guards of the tomb. He didn't worry about being besieged, so he passed through many standing guards majestically and arrived at the next entrance.

It's just that, in front of the entrance at this time, there are already three humanoid objects of different shapes and different from those of Mu Na's guard puppets.

"My lord, be careful, there are monks among these three puppets!"

Gu Cangsong's words came in his mind, Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the three puppets without any trace.

As far as he knows, in recent years, among the big states in the East Continent, many sects are also interested in the tomb of Qingling Immortal Master, after all, it is the inheritance of a strong immortal master.

It's just that there are a few major sects who have taken the lead, and selected a lot of proud sons of the sects in the twelve states to be under their sects. These sects restrain each other, deterring the stronger sects.

This is the reason why Qingling's tomb has not been broken by outside sects for so many years.

If it weren't for this, even the several Qingling tombs, which were so clearly known, would have already been breached by the powerful Dao Lingjing. What's more, the Qingling tombs have also become the training places for the favorites of these sects.

But now there is a puppet that can be used as an envoy, and its aura is exactly the same as that of the puppet in Qingling's tomb. It is obvious that someone has cracked the puppet method of Immortal Master Qingling to obtain the inner treasure.

"Hey, it turned out to be a junior of Huashen, and he can still break into this place!"

Just as Wang Mo was looking at the three puppets, apparently they also discovered Wang Mo's arrival.

Being able to walk all the way here, relying on puppets with the same aura as those guards, the three of them were not blocked at all, but Wang Mo's appearance here with the cultivation base of transforming spirits surprised them greatly.

"Boy, hand over your proof of coming here, and let you live!"

A rough voice came from the huge puppet, obviously treating Wang Mo as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Senior brothers, why don't you cause trouble?"

From the last puppet, a crisp female voice came.

"Junior Sister Wanxi, although you and I have joined forces this time, whether you can obtain the inheritance of the Qingling Immortal Master depends on your own ability. This person appeared for no reason, which is quite strange, so we must not keep it!"

The voice from the puppet that spoke out first, obviously did not intend to let Wang Mo go.

"Brother Zhou is right. I waited for the elders of the sect to refine three puppets with the same breath as the tomb, and sent us here to get my wife's inheritance. There is no room for any mistakes. !"

That rough and bold voice said in a low voice.

"This......"

The crisp female voice was slightly hesitant.

Seeing the three talking about his own life and death as if no one else was around, Wang Mo shook his head slightly and said, "Have you finished?"

"Boy, tell me how you escaped those sixth-order puppets? I'll give you a happy death!"

Although a little surprised by Wang Mo's reliance, the two men still calmly regarded Wang Mo as someone who was about to die.

With their cultivation base and this protective puppet, not to mention a junior of the Great Perfection of Transformation God, even a great power in the middle stage of the Nirvana Realm can't afford to walk around.

"killed!"

Since the other party didn't intend to let him go, Wang Mo didn't need to talk nonsense with him, and lightly ordered Gu Cangsong in his sleeve.

Listening to the three people's high-spirited talk about how to determine the life and death of their lord, Gu Cangsong couldn't bear the anger in his heart, and suddenly jumped out of his sleeve.

Without even changing his real body, he rushed towards the three of them.

"How brave!"

The two of them were taken aback, Wang Mo dared to take the lead in such a situation, and commanded the puppet to kill without hesitation.

But what frightened them was that just when the three of them jointly launched a blow, they suddenly felt a majestic pressure approaching them. Amidst the agitation of their minds, the mana in their bodies suddenly sluggish, and they fell to the ground with a muffled groan. .

"Overlord of the spirit void!"

With a sharp roar, mixed with endless fear, the three huge puppets were forcibly crushed to the ground by the ancient green pine.

Suddenly a giant shadow flickered out, followed by two and three, smashing down on the three.

"Do not......"

The three people in the puppet watched the giant shadow fall in despair, and frantically circulated their mana in order to resist the attack.

As long as there is the slightest chance, although the three of them cannot resist the overlord of the spirit void with their backgrounds, the treasures bestowed by the sect can withstand one or two.