Retrograde fairy way

Just as he thought, the Xuanbao Seal was smashed by the precious light bombarded by the big formation, and the already injured Demon Cultivator was directly seriously injured under the backlash, and Wang Mo, who used the secret technique to escape, picked it up. Cheap.

It's just that, all this also made Wang Mo unreservedly display a secret technique that he had never used before. That was the place where he met Feng Manqing Nirvana Tianfeng when he was in the Demon Realm. The obtained Heavenly Demon Alteration Technique.

In his original thinking, this secret technique would not be easily used, but in the previous situation, if he wanted to hide it, he could only dispel that blow unless he used the fifth-order defensive talisman.

It's just that the fifth-order talisman is too precious, even if it is him, he doesn't want to use it. After weighing the pros and cons in an instant, he used this secret technique.

With his own combat power, many blessings, and the Heavenly Demon Transformation Secret Technique, his combat power can be said to be the strongest under Huashen. Even if there is someone stronger than him, there are not many in the entire continent except Huashen Daxiu.

"Ok?"

Just when he stretched out his hand to take out the small seal that fell into the restriction, and was about to leave the battle circle in a flash, and went to look for the three demon cultivators who were chasing Lei Peng away, his figure suddenly stopped .

Turning around, the frown suddenly loosened, and he nodded slightly, and the blue-gold wings of light suddenly appeared behind him, and when the explosion flashed, the roaring air burst out, and his figure turned into a cloud of rays of light. and go.

When it disappeared into the sky, the sky above Tianlang City below suddenly flashed, and dozens of figures rushed out from below, each with an incomparable aura, obviously they were Nascent Soul Saints.

As soon as these human saints appeared, they dispersed and joined the battle circle, surrounding one by one the great demon cultivators. Although they didn't do their best, they greatly eased the pressure of those who rushed out of the monks in the first wave. pressure.

And among these monks, there were acquaintances that Wang Mo had met once.

Four of them are the three saints including Guan Yongshan who were rescued by him in the Artifact Soul City of Tianhuo State decades ago, and the master of Sang Ying and Wu Yunji, the saint of Jinzhi.

Although they don't know why they changed their minds and came to help, but for the currently endangered cultivators of the Tianfeng Continent, it was like sending charcoal in a timely manner, which immediately changed the arrogance of the demon cultivators.

With the help of these saints, there is no need for Wang Mo to worry too much about the rest. If nearly [-] Nascent Soul saints block these eight demon cultivators, the cultivation world of Tianfeng Continent is really not far from the inheritance annihilation .

Wang Mo, who originally planned to take Qingpi away and go directly to meet Lei Peng's fleeing, now has no worries, poured a few elixir into his mouth viciously, and immediately cast the wind and thunder escape technique, turning into a blue rainbow to one side rushed away.

Slashing the Cangming Halberd with both hands, he slashed out two brilliance sharp blades, slid across the sky in a flash, and slashed straight at the two big demon cultivators who were chasing and killing the green skin and the golden monkey.

With his current cultivation base, under full display, the expressions of the two demon cultivators immediately changed, and they dodged without hesitation.

As for the place covered in blood, with its combat strength, Wang Mo is naturally not too worried about anything.

Gaining some time for the two, Wang Mo felt Lei Peng's whereabouts in his heart, and the light wings behind him trembled suddenly, and he galloped away.

Wang Mo, after performing the Heavenly Demon Transformation, could even faintly see the evil aura around him, as if a bluish-red light and shadow shrouded his whole body, if it wasn't for the color of his own true essence, he would probably think that he was from a demon cultivator.

"not good!"

Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, his eyes shone with a cold light, and his unhesitating gestures suddenly changed. His cheeks, which were originally slightly blue under the cover of black lines, suddenly turned an abnormal blush.

Around him, it seemed that a cloud of blood mist had bulged up. The original blue-golden light and shadow were suddenly mixed with a trace of red light, and the blue-red evil spirit was even more ferocious and strange at this time.

boom!

Its escape speed suddenly doubled at this time, as if teleporting, it rushed tens of miles away in the blink of an eye.

With just a few breaths, he broke through the clouds and disappeared into the sky.

Just the aura he showed when he was flying with all his strength left many ripples along the way after he left, which shows how strong Wang Mo's combat power is at this time.

Not long after, Wang Mo saw the two major demon cultivators who had fled away before. With all his strength to escape, Wang Mo didn't care about the two at all, and rushed past them with a bang, and rushed forward quickly.

With his unconcealed sudden situation, naturally he did not hide from the two major demon cultivators. Wang Mo, who had seen Wang Mo chasing him, felt that he was a few points stronger than before. The two major demon cultivators originally planned to avoid it. But unexpectedly, the other party left without caring about himself.

In an instant, the two looked at each other, and they understood the reason, they couldn't help changing their spells in a panic, their escape speed increased sharply, and they chased forward.

But when Wang Mo did not perform the Heavenly Demon Change, the two were far inferior in terms of combat power alone, let alone at this time.

At the same time, in the induction between the two, two auras, one strong and one weak, appeared more than a hundred miles ahead, and one of them was one of their companions on this trip, the fat man chasing the golden eagle that took away the target. Big magic repair.

At this moment, even though the two wanted to catch up, they couldn't catch up. They felt Wang Mo rushing into the battle circle and separated the two, so they could only speed up and chase.

……

Oh!

Qinghong pierced through the air, and when it fell rapidly, it rubbed against the air, bringing out a tooth-piercing piercing scream, and crashed down into the distance, and disappeared into the mountains in the distance. Immediately, there was a large cloud of smoke and dust and the roar of rolling and collapsing rocks.

"Wow!"

With a body that was tens of feet in size, with fatigue and injuries all over his body, Lei Peng's whole body flashed a golden light, and instantly turned into a size of a foot. Holding the still intoxicated jade eagle in his claws, he landed in front of Wang Mo.

"call!"

Slightly spitting out a mouthful of turbid air, Wang Mo's face also showed a trace of fatigue, and his complexion was rather gloomy, sweeping across Lei Peng's scarred body, especially the tear-like wound on the wing, which was still dripping with blood, making him His face was even more gloomy.

With a wave of one hand, he took out several bottles of elixir and took it for him, then grabbed the jade eagle with one hand, put Lei Peng in the spirit beast bag for cultivation, and then stuffed the jade eagle into his arms with one hand, and then turned to look at the victim. One blow drove back the big fat monk.

This cultivator looked like a meatball from a distance, facing Wang Mo's blow before, even though this man was the strongest among all the demon cultivators, he had to give up the target he was about to get and temporarily avoid the edge.

"Seeing that your cultivation base is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it is really extraordinary to have such a cultivation base. If you follow the saint to meet the ancestors, you will definitely be infected with the breath of the real demon. At that time, I will be a group of demon cultivators. In the future Ascension to the Demon Realm is just around the corner!"

Fat Moxiu's entire face was buried on a pile of bulging tumors, his complexion could not be seen, but his tone of voice was quite relaxed, but the sly look shot out from his small eye slits from time to time, But it is not difficult to see that this person has a heart.

When he swept past Wang Mo, he even revealed a hint of fear.

"The breath of true devil?"

Wang Mo patted the jade eagle on his chest, raised his head slowly, frowned slightly and said: "A certain family doesn't think that the demon cultivators will win this battle, and they don't plan to join the demon cultivators instead!"

"Hehe, if my guess is right, you have also cultivated a secret method of magic, right?"

Fat Moxiu was not angry, and looked at him with a smile, his gaze swept across the slightly gray hair on top of Wang Mo's head and the black lines on his cheeks that still hadn't receded, and said calmly.

"Cultivating the secret method of the devil's way does not mean entering the way of the devil, and practicing the secret method of the immortal way does not mean entering the way of the immortal! Why do you disagree?"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, not caring about the tone of the other party, but he secretly mobilized his true energy in his heart to calm the tingling pain in his body, and refined the elixir he had swallowed before.

After realizing that Lei Peng was in danger, Wang Mo had no choice but to use the technique of blood escape, which only monks would use under extreme danger, to stop the demon at the last moment.

But its sequelae are also quite obvious, but looking at Wang Mo, who was originally like a 20-year-old young man, now there is a touch of vicissitudes, the thick black hair on the top of his head, and even a touch of gray at the ends of the hair, it can be seen that he is exhausted big.

If it wasn't for his extremely strong physical body, he might not be able to bear the consumption and the stinging pain caused by it. But at the same time, because of his physical strength, he is also more sensitive to his own injuries, and the pain is even more obvious.

It's just that this is definitely not the best time to do it, otherwise, if he does it without recuperation, his fragile meridians will be severely injured, and then his foundation will be affected.

After all, he was traumatized under the heavy pressure of the dragon seal before.

"Presumably you don't know how precious this true devil's breath is?"

Fat Moxiu didn't seem to be in a hurry to start a fight with Wang Mo, but he talked with him with a relaxed expression.

"Appreciate further details!"

Wang Mo raised his eyebrows, flipped his wrist and took out another elixir, still in the middle of the entrance.

"Hey……"

Fat Moxiu smiled, and when he seemed to be about to make a move, his figure suddenly stopped. On the smooth forehead, the towering brows were frowned, and there was only a gap in the eyes, which were tightly closed. One place is average.

While the two were talking, the dwarf and the tall and thin Moxiu had already approached.

There was a wave of fluctuation in the air, apparently the three were transmitting sound with their spiritual consciousness.

On the chubby cheeks of the fat demon, the fleshy balls trembled for a while, and suddenly the gaps in the eyes opened, and two cold lights shot out, but when they landed on Wang Mo, they turned into deep pain. The meaning of fear.

"How do you think about it? With your current cultivation base and being a monk of the Lightning Department, and taking this flat-haired beast, you will definitely be appreciated by the ancestors. With the help of the breath of the real devil, you will break through to become a god in the future. What else is there? Can you hesitate?"

Fat Moxiu, who was originally swollen with demonic energy, seemed to be about to do something a moment ago, but he didn't know what he had talked with the two demons, so he changed the subject and persuaded Wang Mo again.

"A certain family wants to hear, what is the beauty of the breath of the true devil, that it can easily break through the realm of transforming gods as you said?"

Wang Mo secretly refined the elixir, but said calmly on the surface.

"Hehe, as long as fellow daoists agree to join my demon cultivators, I will naturally tell you all about it!"

Fat Moxiu parted his fat lips and hummed, and flicked his fat palm.

"It looks like you're not going to say anything?"

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, with a frightening chill at the corner of his mouth, and said coldly as he looked at the fat monk whose complexion changed slightly.

"What? If I don't say anything, can you still force me?"

The fleshy ball on Fat Demon's shaved face trembled for a while, and said in a bad tone.

Even though he knew that Wang Mo's combat power was extraordinary, he was not weak himself, and there were two monks of the same level around him to help him, so he might not be afraid of each other.