As time passed, until most of the day later, the clouds around and even above the sky showed a hint of normal bright color, and the pillars of light below became more and more intense.

"Poly."

Wang Mo, who had been staring at the changes in the pillar of light, secretly calculated the time and opportunity, and suddenly his hands danced again.

Then I felt a strong and incomparable cold aura, which suddenly surged, and then there was a faint feeling of violence.

The stronger the feeling, the more the pillars of light below converged, and after half an hour, the pillars of light finally turned into a very terrifying dark red thread, and then turned into a little bit, and actually formed a fist-sized dark red beads.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and he waved with one hand without hesitation, dozens of jade bottles appeared, and then with one hand, he waved out Dao Zhenyuan, and all the light beads that were trembling under the constraints of the formation seemed to be about to shoot away at any time into the jade bottles.

"It's a nuisance."

Put away the jade bottle, Wang Mo whispered a few times helplessly, and then turned around and slapped those array disks into the ground.

Wherever he passed, he would occasionally come across places where such pillars of light had been condensed, and he would hide his form, or just pass by, without intersecting with the monks around him.

At this time, in the original Northwest Demon Domain, there were countless such scenes, and it was a scene caused by the monks who gathered resentment in the Demon Domain.

The method that the Ero Demon Master gave to Wang Mo back then was to first use the momentum of the formation to absorb and weaken the resentful qi that was pervading the Northwest Demon Domain, and then use this to enter the center of the large array he had arranged, and destroy the large array within it according to the method he had shown.

The convergence of the momentum can finally be broken, and only then can the Northwest Demon Domain truly lift this catastrophe.

It seems to be a move to draw wages from the bottom of the kettle, but I don't know that the resentment between heaven and earth has never been severed as long as there are living beings.

If you want to use this to reduce the concentration of resentment in the entire Northwest Demon Domain, where is it so simple.

Therefore, Wang Mo decided to take thirty years to first weaken the resentment in the Demon Domain to a critical point, and then enter the center of the Demon Domain in the future, and destroy the formation knot in it.

And it is not entirely beneficial to mobilize so many monks to deal with the resentment here.

Except for those who practice demonic skills, they have a great need for the resentful qi here, and they can collect what they need, and the rest of the monks can hand over all the resentful qi they have collected to the major sects, or go to the trading houses to trade.

And in the end, most of these resentful qi will be traded into Wang Mo's hands, which is the important part of the transaction he made with the cultivators

One Ring.

Although Wang Mo didn't need these resentful qi, it was a necessary thing for his ghost pet bloody clothes to advance his heavenly ghost cultivation.

Gathering a state, the countless resentful qi since the catastrophe was wiped out, it is conceivable how the blood-clothed heavenly ghosts will make great progress.

It's just that all the gods are not stupid, they all know, and after thirty years, Langya Purgatory explores the legendary Tianyuan Palace.

Therefore, except for the trading house to which the Tianfeng Xuan Palace belongs, the collected resentment will be continuously sent to Wang Mo's place, and the rest will be delivered after thirty years.

No one has ever let his opponent grow in strength when the Great War is approaching, and even more so, he is still an opponent who is growing very fast.

Those major sect forces that have made great efforts to sweep away the resentment of the Northwest Demon Domain are not just doing this.

After the Northwest Demon Domain returns to normal, the strongest forces and powerhouses in the continent will assign all the places with rich resources to them.

If it weren't for that, even if Wang Mo sold all his treasures, he would not be able to provide for them, hire so many monks, and collect the anger of resentment.

......

Rumble.

In the depths of the Northwest Demon Domain, a few violent air currents suddenly flashed, mixed with violent critical hits and roars, which could be clearly heard, and screams that spread from time to time.

I saw a golden arc chasing several rays of different colors, and in an instant, it crossed dozens of miles, and it was a situation where the pursuit was not stopped, and it was a situation that would not give up.

Judging from the aura emanating from these retreats, they are all Yuanying monks, but I don't know what kind of hatred they have, and they are allowed to fight to the death in such a dangerous place.

You must know that the current Northwest Demon Domain, because the resentment aura is extremely strong, and the immortal cultivators are in it, and their own consumption is already extremely intense, not to mention the fighting method.

In such cases, the amount of energy consumed is more than several times that of other places, and this is the reason why very few monks enter this place.

Treasures are good, but where are the preciousness of life?

In such a dangerous place, being targeted by a slightly greedy Yuanying monk is definitely a death and no life.

It is only the Yuanying Monk who has enough vitality and resources to really stay here for a long time and even fight the Fa, but it is rare for such a situation to happen unless it is forced to do so.

After all, the current cultivation world is in ruins, and the loss is huge, who would fight with the same rank without trouble, or even fight to the death.

Unless there is a deep hatred between the two sides, because of an extremely important treasure, or because there is a deep hatred, it will be desperate.

Thundered.

In the midst of a few escapes of light in front of him, the golden arc behind him was extremely fast, and suddenly a few power grids flashed, and he went to the front of him, forcing the monks in front of him to turn around and fight, and join forces to break the power grid, and escape again.

Depending on the situation, the figure in the golden arc is obviously extremely jealous.

"Yue Honglie, you don't want to deceive people too much."

In the blue-red light ahead, an old voice suddenly came, and some angry shouted.

"Yes, you must know that we are not the only ones in this Northwest Demon Domain, if you let those demon cultivators run into you, you will definitely not escape death."

The voice of another man, full of fear and intimidation, was heard far away.

But judging by the tremor of its voice, it was clear that its own fear was the majority.

On the Tianfeng Continent, after experiencing the war against demons, not all demon cultivators were dead, and when the war against demons began, many demon cultivators were dissatisfied with the rule of the foreign demons, and they slaughtered the creatures of the Tianfeng Continent, so they fled to other big states together.

For example, Wang Mo met Yu Miaohan's family in Wuling Mountain.

In the later war against demons, the immortal cultivators and even the demon clan used them one after another, and I don't know how much they were harmed, not to mention that in their eyes, they were 'rebellious' people.

As a result, there are many demonic cultivators who are hiding in various places and do not reappear until the war against demons is over.

The current Northwest Demon Domain is filled with the ubiquitous resentment and resentment of the true Holy Land for demon cultivators.

Even, whether it is cultivation or fighting here, it is faster than anywhere else, and there is no need to kill living beings wantonly.

There is such a treasure land, and these demon cultivators naturally don't want immortal cultivators to come and clear away their resentment, and they hide in the demon realm, and attack lonely people from time to time.

But looking at the aura of these people's fighting methods, it is obvious that they are immortal cultivators, and they are naturally worried.

"Hahaha, are you also afraid, you cultivators of miscellaneous sect forces all deserve to die."

Hearing the words of the two, the figure in the golden light suddenly flashed out, and the blood-colored brilliance of the Dao was actually in the violent aura of the mighty righteousness, mixed with a trace of bloody aura.

"You...... You've cultivated the Demon Dao Technique."

The light that never spoke in front of him.Aware of the golden light behind him, the aura of the golden light suddenly changed.Deng Shi exclaimed.In addition to being surprised.It actually made his own light slow down.

"Hehe, if I have to let you taste the suffering of my Yue family back then, how can I keep you until now?"

In the golden light, he swung several arcs of electricity again, and several people in front of him sneered.

"Go, go, he's gone mad, we're no match for him here."

The old voice faded away, and shouted as it resisted the winding arc of electricity.

"Old Gong, there is a fluctuation ahead, obviously someone is gathering resentment, we rush over, as long as we are immortal cultivators, we will be saved."

The person who escaped the fastest, and the person in front of him was the one who cultivated the highest among the three.

"I want to go, I dream."

The man in the golden light heard the sound and shouted, "The thunderclouds lock the sky."

And in an instant, dozens of golden arcs were swayed, and when the sky was covered, the moment it was struck, the breath revealed, and it was the peak of the middle of the Yuan Infant.

With the mana of the thunder attribute, and the cultivation of one mid-Yuan Infant plus two early Yuan Infant cultivators, it is forced so miserably, even though this place is special, it has certain benefits for those who cultivate demonic skills, and its strength is also strong.

Crackling.

The furious golden arc suddenly covered the three of them, and the faces of the three of them changed sharply, and without hesitation, they opened their mouths and spit out their natal treasures, and slashed at the thunderclouds in the sky.

"Lao Gong and Lao Peng, if we don't fight hard, we will never escape the pursuit of this fang, as long as we have to drag it today, and tell the mainland the face of this fang, it will inevitably be hunted and killed."

I saw that among the three besieged under the power grid, the middle-aged monk commanded two treasures to protect himself, and shouted at an old man, a young man with a somewhat pale face.

"Okay, Old Peng, don't keep the means anymore, if this continues, we are really going to fall here, as Elder Zhang said."

The old man's face changed slightly, his eyes were full of fear to look at the white-faced young man, and he threw out several one-time treasures one after another.

"Fight."

Seeing this, the white-faced young man's expression changed several times, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Then he waved the cyan folding fan in his hand, and suddenly a hurricane came out, and he blocked the golden arc slightly, and saw that he opened his mouth and spit out a cyan light bead.

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