Retrograde fairy way

Rumble!

The ear-piercing sound of piercing the air even caused bursts of air explosions. Wherever the sky blue sword light passed, there were dazzling fires in the void, as if the void had been torn apart.

Under its power, large ripples appeared in the entire space in the crypt, and there were even traces of black light appearing at the place where the sword light was densest, which was a sign that the space was about to collapse.

But in the end, it was just an eighth-order Xuantian talisman, without the real power of a strong person in the Dao Spiritual Realm, and the space barrier of the Tianling Realm was extremely strong, and the tiny black gap was closed in an instant.

"I hate it!"

"Luan Qinghuang, you must die!"

"Luan Qinghuang, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"

With a crackling sound, the light curtains around the seven Luan Ling clan powerhouses burst into pieces, and they continued to crack. First, the most injured person couldn't hold on, and was pierced and split under the azure sword light. , Even the Nascent Soul didn't even have time to put on the shield, and the one that was killed turned into a cloud of blood mist and vitality spread out.

Although Yuan Tianque's self-cultivation has not been damaged, and he has fought with the two big peers before, he didn't lose much, but he can't hold on to the sky blue sword glow that has to be avoided for a while by the strong in the spiritual realm how long.

The handsome young man not far away watched the clansmen turn into nothingness under the azure sword light, and there was a trace of insignificant regret in his eyes, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, and turned into determination and coldness: "This is terrible!" It's not an ordinary treasure of space, but the treasure of Jieling Immortal. With your cultivation and knowledge, how would you recognize such a treasure.

With it, I can become Dao Ling, suppress the luck of a family, keep my Luan Spirit Clan alive for 10 years, and even hope to step into Jieling, step into the fairy world, let my Luan Spirit Clan dominate the Muyun Spiritual Realm . "

Amidst the cursing and howling of the eight people, the brilliance of the sky blue sword glow finally dissipated after a cup of tea.

In the entire crypt, only the handsome young man was left, that is, the commander-in-chief of the Luan Ling clan powerhouse——Luan Qinghuang.

This Luanling Clan's pride, a strong man who enjoys honor and glory!

Clap!

With a soft sound, the golden light shield above his head shattered, turning into dots of starlight and drifting away without a trace.

Most of its body fell into the firm rock and soil.

Under the oppression of the Azure Sword Light, the entire crypt can be said to be extremely firm.

Whoosh!

Just as he was about to run his mana and get out of the ground, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air above his head.

Looking up, I saw a dark golden streamer hitting it fiercely like a startled rainbow.

Bang!

Unable to dodge in time, he was hit by him with a bang. Luan Qinghuang held his hands up to the sky, and his whole body lowered again, and the rock and soil were also buried in his chest.

"What an incarnation outside the body!"

With her cultivation and insight, Luan Qinghuang instantly saw the roots of the dark golden figure.

"You are not bad. I don't know what you think, but you can abandon your fellow clan?"

Robot Liu Qing, with Wang Mo's devil baby in her body, controls a seventh-order late-stage robot, facing Luan Qinghuang's blow, even though she has a strong body barrier, the Nascent Soul in her body is also slightly affected.

But what he wants to do is not to use this to kill Luan Qinghuang, but to buy time for Wang Mo himself to come out of Zhenyuan Pagoda.

"Hey, do you think that no one recognizes the treasure of robbery?"

Not giving him a second chance to attack, Luan Qinghuang sneered, a large golden glow suddenly surged around him, and he escaped from the ground with a bang.

In an instant, he turned to the place where Zhenyuan Pagoda was located in his memory, where he never took his eyes off.

As long as the Zhenyuan Pagoda is guarded, relying on a low-level external avatar, he is no match for him at all, and the Jieling Immortal Treasure is already in his pocket.

But it's too late!

Not far away, a golden light suddenly appeared, the Zhenyuan Pagoda spun slowly from the ground, the space vortex flashed, and the figure of Gu Cangsong flashed out. Mang shot towards Luan Qinghuang.

"Hmph, how dare a little mid-seventh-level spirit demon stand in my way?"

With a cold snort, Luan Qinghuang made a false probe with one hand, a golden lightsaber suddenly flashed, and fiercely slashed at Tianqing's cracking sword.

Dang bang!

The ear-piercing sound of metal and iron flashed across, even though the Sky Blue Sword was a top-level Heavenly Spirit Treasure, the golden sword in Luan Qinghuang's hand was also a top-level Heavenly Spirit Treasure, and its cultivation level was even higher than that, and it was immediately blown away .

Gu Cangsong's complexion changed slightly, but there was no confusion at all. Facing such a strong man, he could see clearly in Zhenyuan Pagoda, and he would never take it lightly.

One-hand circled a little bit, whoosh, whoosh, and there were a few piercing sounds, but the three sky blue swords flashed in an instant, and shot out again.

"Sword formation!"

Luan Qinghuang narrowed her eyes slightly, and a stern light flashed. At this moment, she made the decision to kill Gu Cangsong as soon as possible.

When he opened his mouth, a bright golden streamer appeared in front of him, and while trembling, it turned into a strange-shaped short halberd. barb.

If you look carefully, the dragon-snake-like forehead is actually the image of a centipede, which looks extremely ferocious.

At the same time, his right hand suddenly moved back, and the golden sword turned into a golden rainbow as if it had grown a shadow, and slashed towards the robot Liu Qing who was galloping towards him.

Faced with a blow from a peak seventh-order peak, comparable to the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Void Realm, even though Liu Qing had great confidence in her own toughness, she couldn't help but change color, and crossed her hands to block without hesitation.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the incomparably hard robot body was radiant with brilliance, and a deep incision suddenly appeared on the arms.

"Unbelievable!"

Luan Qinghuang's mind flashed sharply, commanding the golden sword to slash down again.

At the same time, the strange-shaped short halberd that it sent out burst into red-gold brilliance, and made a sound like a neighing and a dragon's chant.

Suddenly, it writhed unceasingly, and suddenly transformed into a huge dragon-headed centipede, with a huge figure that looked extremely ferocious.

"Xuantian Huawu!"

Gu Cangsong, who was commanding the Sky Blue Sword, had a flash of shock, solemnity, and a hint of envy in his eyes.

Because of doing this, it was obvious that Luan Qinghuang had already touched a trace of the eighth-level or Dao Lingjing barrier.

But with this slight obstruction, in the space vortex under the Zhenyuan Pagoda, figures flickered one after another, and the figures of Xuan Ziling and Wang Mo had already appeared in the cave.

"Senior Sister Laoxuan will help Gu Gu!"

The little finger of Wang Mo's right hand trembled slightly, and the blood flames surged out. In an instant, the blood-clothed nine ghosts flickered out of their bodies, and rushed to the place where the original seven Luanling clan powerhouses and Yuan Tianque died not far away.

Even though the eight powerhouses were completely annihilated under the sky blue sword array, and there was not a trace of beaten flesh left, but with the nature of the blood-clothed nine ghosts, they could still fish out ghosts from hell.

Not to mention, the eight strong men were just scattered, and their majestic blood energy and spiritual mana were still floating in this cave.

And what they have to do is to absorb all the vitality of this place with their own characteristics, and condense the origin of the eight powerhouses for future refinement.

hoo hoo hoo!

As soon as the Nine Ghosts appeared, they noticed the strong energy and blood fluctuations in the cave, raised their heads and screamed excitedly, and instantly cast the Nine Ghosts Swallowing Sky technique.

The incomparably violent absorbing power flashed, causing countless small air currents to condense in the cave, forming strands and gathering towards the nine ghosts in an instant.

"What a greedy junior!"

Being stopped by two spirit-deficit realms and an incarnation comparable to the spirit-deficiency, Luan Qinghuang didn't show any signs of panic. With his cultivation base and divine sense, he could already see that the first two were too different from his cultivation base. Those who are not strong enough to give full play to the strength of the physical body.

As for Wang Mo, he didn't take it seriously, he was just a mid-stage Nirvana cultivator, and he could be destroyed with a snap of his fingers.

Although he didn't take it seriously, he didn't take it lightly. Although Wang Mo didn't show his strong cultivation before, the wit he showed was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

Step by step, he lured everyone into the trap, used the least resources and treasures, and killed all the strong people except him. Of course, Yuan Shanglong outside the cave was not counted at all.

With excellent eyesight and knowledge of Wang Mo and his party, he knew the existence of the Nine Ghosts, and he could see their roots at a glance.

With the existence of the nine-headed sixth-order peak ghost pet, in the cave of Naji, the souls and blood energy of the fallen eight great spiritual void powerhouses, condensed their origin, and served as the foundation for breaking through to the seventh order.

With the cultivation bases of the eight fallen people above the mid-term, Luan Qinghuang can even imagine that in the near future, these nine-headed sixth-level ghost pets will become the seventh-level overlord.

At that time, with the characteristics of its formation foundation, it will be enough to change the color of the world.

Of course, the premise is that Wang Mo can live to that day.

And the reason why he dared to let the seven members of the same clan and Yuan Tianque die under the power of the eighth-order Xuantian magic talisman was to be able to monopolize the Zhenyuan Pagoda, the treasure of robbery.

Because he has self-confidence, with his own cultivation level higher than that of the general Spiritual Void Realm Dzogchen, his own understanding of Dao Spiritual Realm powerhouses is enough for him to kill a few of his peers who are not in the middle stage of the Spiritual Void.

For him, such things are just a matter of time.

But as time passed, Luan Qinghuang gradually felt something was wrong when faced with the three peers who were far behind him in cultivation, but with various treasures emerging one after another.

Even though his cultivation base is strong, under the accumulation of countless treasures of the opponent, even if there is no treasure as powerful as the eighth-order Xuantian Spirit Talisman, which can hurt him, it gives him a sense of powerlessness.

It was like hitting a cotton ball with a heavy fist, without any effort, which made him feel depressed.

What made him even more uneasy was that as time passed, the mana in his body began to deplete. Whenever he wanted to replenish it, the robot Liu Qing would rush forward desperately to stop him.

However, Gu Cangsong and Xuan Ziling directly took out a liquid and took it, and they became alive in an instant. With his eyesight, he recognized that kind of treasure, it was the Wannian Lingrui.

Such a discovery made Luan Qinghuang feel even more resentful in his heart. Thinking that he, as the arrogance of the Spirit Race, has traversed the Spirit Race for tens of thousands of years, and even crossed the territory of the Human Race, the ten-thousand-year spiritual milk he obtained is only a few cents , used as early as in countless years of struggle.

This kind of strong man in the spirit void realm who has just started can use this thing to fight him, and he feels resentful just thinking about it.

As for Wang Mo, he stood in the distance leisurely, dragging the Zhenyuan Pagoda that he had been thinking about endlessly in his hand, as if nothing happened.

It's not that Wang Mo didn't want to help, but because he was powerless. Not to mention that his cultivation base was too different from him, a single blow from him could seriously injure him or even make him fall. The tremors in his mind gave Wang Mo a headache, how could he make a move?