Retrograde fairy way

"Let me see why these demon cultivators are staring at Dodo!"

Thinking so in his heart, Wang Mo's eyes fell on his hands, bound by the magic formula, on the trembling demon souls, a cold light shot out, and he suddenly clenched his fists.

puff!

Brilliance splattered everywhere, several cryptic howls sounded, and gusts of sinister wind gushed out.

A strange brilliance flashed between Wang Mo's brows, and invisible fluctuations spread, sweeping towards those scattered demon souls.

As if being teased by an invisible palm, the calm lake suddenly had slight ripples, and circles of thin ripples were swept out from the brilliance in his palm.

Under the sweeping of his spiritual consciousness, bits and pieces of the three demon souls in recent years were collected into his spiritual consciousness one by one, sweeping away all useful information.

This soul searching technique seems simple, but it is not.

Without a strong spiritual cultivation and soul power, it is impossible to search for a soul, especially a soul with the protection of the primordial spirit.

Fortunately, the three demons are monsters, and the demon soul is a weak point. Wang Mo's spiritual consciousness is even more amazing. Although his cultivation is only at the early stage of the spiritual void, his spiritual consciousness is not weaker than the general spiritual void Dzogchen .

This is also thanks to the few rays of divine light absorbed by Yuan Ling back then, and when he broke through, he had an epiphany to reach the current state.

Searching for souls can be said to be a meticulous job, but if there is a slight mistake, it will shatter the fragile soul. If you want to find the information you want, you must search all of them to complete it.

If you think about a monk with a high cultivation base, which one doesn't have tens of thousands of years of experience?

Such a huge amount of information poured into his mind, no matter how strong Wang Mo was, he couldn't bear it, so before he started searching for the soul, he activated the magic formula to make the three demon souls start to recall.

And use the technique of soul-drawing to search out their recent memories one by one.

Even so, it took Wang Mo more than half an hour to find a piece of useful information.

"Jin Yuhuan, the patriarch of the Jinlin Clan, is a great monster in the late seventh-order stage. The so-called Shang Clan is those Sea-Monster Clan with eighth-level demon masters, and sent them to look for Duo Duo.

It seems that if you want to know the details, you have to go to the Golden Scale Clan's residence! "

The thoughtful look in Wang Mo's eyes flickered, and suddenly his feet clicked, and the whole boat suddenly stopped.

I saw him playing a formula, and the light shield on the outside of the boat flashed, covering the whole inside, and the situation inside could not be seen at all from the outside.

"Duoduo, enter the tower!"

Without hesitation, Wang Mo went straight to the cabin, sacrificed the Zhenyuan Pagoda, and took the reluctant Duoduo into it.

"Lord!"

The figure in the space vortex flickered, and Gu Cangsong's figure flashed out of it.

"Go to the bottom of the sea!"

With one wave of Wang Mo's hand, the brilliance of the boat flickered, and suddenly shrank and fell into his palm and disappeared.

There was a slight undetectable flash of monster light all over Gu Cangsong's body, and his body also shrunk, and suddenly disappeared into his sleeves.

After finishing these, Wang Mo poked out his divine sense and scanned around to make sure that no one was watching, then lowered his light, plunged into the sea water and disappeared.

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In the depths of the endless Oolong Sea, there are hundreds of millions of sea monsters multiplying, and there are no fewer creatures in them than the five continents.

All kinds of monster races thrive on the bottom of the sea, and with the natural barrier of the Oolong Sea, few outsiders can break in.

snort!

An undetectable light and shadow suddenly passed through the sea reefs, startling the fish swimming nearby, and fled in panic.

The person in the light and shadow seems to be very familiar with this place, walking through the twists and turns of the seabed ravines, heading straight for the deepest place, the shining place.

Not long after, the light and shadow came to the place, revealing Wang Mo's figure.

"This is the clan land of the Golden Scale Clan!"

Looking at the submarine canyon in the distance, and the light and shadow like golden scales constantly flickering on the cliff, Wang Mo's eyes flashed thoughtful.

Among the many sea-monster clans in the Oolong Sea, only those powerful sea-monster clans have the qualifications to build cities on the islands in the Oolong Sea.

A small clan like the Golden Scale Clan can only be regarded as a second-rate Sea-Monster Clan. There are at most four or five seventh-rank monsters in the clan, not even a top-level seventh-tier monster.

These weak Sea-Monster Clans, let alone those top-tier Sea-Monster Clans, even first-rate Sea-Monster Clans, can be destroyed with a single blow.

The law of the jungle eats the strong, this is the eternal truth!

After pondering for a while, Wang Mo's muscles squirmed all over his body, his figure became several inches shorter, and he turned into an ordinary young man who couldn't be more ordinary, and fled straight to that cliff.

"who?"

As soon as he approached, a group of half-human, half-demon Jinlin people blocked his way.

Although with the financial resources of the Golden Scale Clan, it is impossible to build a city on the bottom of the sea, but their vigilance is also very high.

Unlike on land, where there are few ferocious beasts, there are a lot of ferocious beasts under the sea, and some of them are powerful enough to destroy the Golden Scaled Clan, so they cannot be careless.

Although this group of Jinlin clan members shouted fiercely, after seeing that there was no trace of monster clan around Wang Mo's body, they immediately restrained themselves and became a little more polite.

Unlike the Tianfeng Continent, only fourth-order monsters can transform into forms. In the Tianling Realm, due to the restrictions of the rules of heaven and earth, only monster cultivators above the fifth-order can transform into forms, and they are not yet fully transformed.

In order to completely transform into a human form, one must have a cultivation level above the sixth level.

However, most of the monster races that can fully transform themselves usually leave some of the monster race's characteristics as their own monster race type identification, so as not to be mistaken.

For the young people transformed by Wang Mo, this team is no stronger than the fifth-level top-level demon cultivators of the Golden Scale Clan. They don't know the details of the other party, so naturally they don't want to offend too much.

"What? Your Jin Yuhuan invited me to come to discuss matters. It's fine if you don't welcome me. You still want to stop me?"

Wang Mo's eyes widened, and his face sank.

"what?"

All the monsters looked at each other in blank dismay, and were immediately stopped by Wang Mo's big breath.

The golden jade ring in his mouth, they naturally knew its identity, it was the patriarch of the Jinlin clan.

"Since it is the guest invited by the patriarch, we naturally dare not stop it, senior please!"

Facing Wang Mo's fleeting coercion, all the monsters felt like a mountain, and the leader waved his hands tremblingly, letting all the cultivators get out of the way.

"You don't need to send it, I have been here a few times, and I still remember the way!"

Seeing that the leader wanted to step forward to lead the way, Wang Mo waved his hand directly, signaling for him to back away, and swaggered straight inward.

A group of guards of the Golden Scale Clan looked at the direction Wang Mo was heading, which was the patriarch's cave, and then heaved a sigh of relief, calmed down and started patrolling again.

Not long after, Wang Mo came to a cave in the middle of the cliff, and there were four guards of the Golden Scale Clan standing outside, stopping him again.

"Who are you? Why did you come to the hinterland of my Golden Scale Clan?"

These four guards were not the ones who were fooled by the tribesmen who had just transformed, and they stopped in front of the cave.

"Please tell the patriarch of the nobles, just say that the old man is visiting!"

Wang Mo smiled indifferently, and the aura around him disappeared as soon as he released it.

"Seventh-order powerhouse!"

The pupils of the four guards shrank suddenly, and they couldn't help stepping back. They looked at each other, and one of them quickly turned and entered the cave.

The other three monsters stared at Wang Mo with nervousness and fear, for fear that he would make any changes.

Wang Mo didn't rush, just floating in the sea, waiting quietly.

"Which fellow daoist came to this clan?"

After the cup of tea, an unusually soft voice flashed, and the light curtain at the entrance of the cave flickered suddenly, and a beautiful figure flew out of it, followed by the guard.

But it was a woman with a graceful figure, a sultry figure, and a golden gauze.

Wang Mo watched with cold eyes, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't notice the mysterious fluctuations around him.

"Patriarch Jin, do you still remember me?"

Wang Mo secretly explored a divine sense and passed it on to him.

"Ok?"

Jin Yuhuan's pretty face changed slightly, but then she looked calm and said with a smile, "So it's you, damn ghost. I've been practicing secret arts recently, but I forgot that you're coming!"

As she spoke, she approached familiarly, and gently stretched out her jade hand to pretend.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Mo was slightly stunned, then raised his head and smiled heartily, concealing his past, walked straight with him, and walked into the cave.

The four guards breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other, seeing the ambiguous smile in each other's eyes.

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In the magnificent and incomparably vast cave, there are many pavilions, corridors and pavilions, and there are many jade and pearls, and the paved ground looks dazzling.

In the courtyard planted with several spiritual fruits, exotic flowers and herbs, Jin Yuhuan sat opposite Wang Mo, and there was no one else around.

"It seems that several elders in my clan have fallen into your hands?"

Jin Yuhuan lightly poured a glass of wine and smiled lightly.

"how do I say this?"

Wang Mo frowned, his expression a little surprised.

"My Jinlin clan is only a small clan in Wulonghai, but there is a supernatural power in our clan, called Jinlinmu, which is quite fierce.

When fellow daoist came, I noticed the fluctuation of the resentment in your body, and the breath came from the same source as mine.

Moreover, the soul jade slips of the three elders have extremely weak auras, obviously they have been severely injured and are in a state of peril, am I right? "

Jin Yuhuan didn't hide anything, raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, indicating that he didn't mean any harm.

"Hehe, the three noble elders have indeed fallen from my hands!"

Now that the words were made clear, Wang Mo naturally wouldn't hide it, and smiled casually. As for the drinks on the table, they didn't move at all.

"Since fellow daoist's cultivation is only at the early stage of the spirit void realm, he can kill three elders of our clan. If he dares to come here, there must be something for him. Let me ask fellow daoist for a famous quote!"

Jin Yuhuan glanced over the wine glass unobtrusively, with a delicate and pitiful look on her face.

"Since I say that, I will be blunt. I just want to know why you are looking for this little girl?"

Wang Mo nodded with a half-smile, swung his right hand suddenly, and typed out the formula with a bang, and a light curtain flashed between the two, on which was the image of Duo Duo.

"You...you searched their souls?"

The moment he saw the video, Jin Yuhuan thought of a possibility, and his face became a little nervous.

"Of course, as long as fellow daoists tell the truth, I will definitely turn around and leave without disturbing you any more!"

Wang Mo flipped his left hand, and within a ball of true energy, three scattered spiritual lights flashed, and the aura emanating from it was three scattered demon souls.

"Fellow Daoist is so supernatural, why make things difficult for me, a weak woman?"

Jin Yuhuan's complexion was a bit ugly.

If before, she still had a sliver of confidence that she could compete against Wang Mo, but now this idea has been thrown out of the blue.

Originally, in her opinion, the ability to kill the three demons at the same level with the opponent's cultivation was nothing more than relying on the help of external objects, but with her cultivation, it was difficult to perform the soul search technique on the three monsters. Now it is conceivable that, If the opponent's spiritual consciousness is not extremely strong, or there is a strong support behind him.

But no matter which one, it would be worse for the Golden Scale Clan who lost the three elders.