"Hehe, although there is only a trace of ghost yuan left in this seat, how can it be a small sixth-order Yang treasure that can be injured?"

The ghost thing, who was originally afraid of the pure yang pearl, smiled at the yin test, and with a wave of his hand, the black mist surged, wrapping towards the pure yang pearl.

Snort!

As soon as the two came into contact, the tooth-sour sound was accompanied by bursts of miserable cold wind, and the dazzling brilliance on the entire pure yang bead was instantly lost by half.

But the black mist around the ghost creature has also disappeared a lot, and the aura of the body has shown signs of malaise, obviously it is not as it said, it has no scruples about this kind of supreme yang treasure.

"Not good!"

Wang Mo's heart was pounding, and he realized in his heart that as the bloody clothes devoured those pure ghost qi, they became stronger and stronger, and the power of resistance became more and more obvious.

If it goes on like this for a long time, the bloody clothes will devour enough pure ghost qi, and after breaking through, it will inevitably backfire.

Roar!

The altar shrouded in light and flames, the pitch-black ghost mist that came out seemed to be endless, constantly pouring into the bloody body.

At this time, the true body of the heavenly ghost had already appeared in the bloody clothes, and the dark red blood burst out, constantly collecting the ghost mist, and the aura of the body suddenly rose wildly, sweeping towards Wang Mo's gaze from time to time, which also implied killing intent.

Above his head, the flickering golden brilliance forbidden had been gradually suppressed under the erosion of black mist and blood flames.

Once this prohibition is completely suppressed, it is the time when it backs up on Wang Mo, and it knows in its instinct that as long as it devours Wang Mo, it will be free from now on.

"Boom, wait for death, after this heavenly ghost breaks through and swallows you, it will be the time for this seat to collect, I didn't expect that after sleeping for so long, I actually sent a heavenly ghost to let this seat take away the soul, it is really wonderful!"

While refining the pure yang beads, the ghost thing showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Fight!"

Seeing that things could no longer be avoided, no matter how Wang Mo used the magic trick, the bloody clothes didn't listen to the call at all, gritted his teeth, and pressed forward with one hand.

Buzz!

Only a loud bang was heard, and a tremor came from the void, and in the midst of golden light, a palm-sized five-story golden pagoda suddenly flashed from Wang Mo's palm.

"How is that possible? This is ...... This is the Soul Robbery Immortal Treasure!"

The ghost thing refined a handful of pure yang beads into slag, but when he saw Zhenyuan Tower appear, his complexion changed suddenly, and he actually stammered a little.

"Zhenyuan Tower, open!"

Wang Mo clenched his teeth, his cheeks tightened, his eyes were bloodshot, and three mouthfuls of essence blood suddenly spurted out, and his hands quickly pinched the trick and connected the dots, and suddenly turned into a Dao Daoqi Ao rune and did not enter the Zhenyuan Tower.

Airplanes!

Under the frightened gaze of the ghost and the bloody clothes, the Zhenyuan Pagoda suddenly burst into a golden light, and instantly swelled to the size of several zhang, and a strange vortex flashed below it with a buzzing sound.

There was no violent absorbing power, and there was no hurricane appearance, and the bloody clothes and ghosts standing below were all in a defensive posture.

Blood flames and black fog swelled, but all of them were repeatedly thrown into the whirlpool.

"Roar!"

The blood-clothed heavenly ghost didn't care about absorbing the ghost qi, and when he realized that he couldn't resist the whirlpool inhalation, he summoned the eight blood demon souls and suddenly resisted them.

And the ghost thing that occupied Li Bamin's body changed even more, it was just a wisp of ghost yuan, where could it withstand the absorption of the Zhenyuan Tower's robbed spirit immortal treasure.

"No!"

After holding on for more than ten breaths, the ghost turned into a wisp of black mist and threw itself straight up, not even having the strength to resist it.

And Li Bamin's body was paralyzed to the ground, and a bright and dark airflow also rose with it, and did not enter the whirlpool.

The strange thing is that as the ghost thing and the air flow left, Li Bamin's body gradually underwent a trace of inexplicable changes.

As time passed, the blood clothes sacrificed the eight blood demon souls, but they only insisted on the tea kung fu and disappeared into the whirlpool.

Even with it, the huge altar below also rose to the sky, shattering all of it in the rumble, and the endless black ghost qi inside also disappeared into the whirlpool.

As Zhenyuan Pagoda took in the two, the golden mangs around his body suddenly shrank, turned straight down and turned into the size of the body, and disappeared directly into Wang Mo's palm.

With a pop, Wang Mo's figure staggered to the end, gasping for breath, his face was extremely pale, and his breath was even more disordered.

With a flip of his wrist, he took out a few bottles of elixir and swallowed it, his complexion did not change much, but it finally allowed him to recover a trace of strength.

"This time it's really ...... No calamity!"

Wang Mo's cheeks twitched, his eyes swept down on the corpse in the distance, he put it away with a slight sigh, and then took a shot at Li Bamin, who still had a faint breath, and then left the way he had always been.

......

"This ...... This is the Yin Spirit Mountain Ghost!"

In the space of Zhenyuan Tower, in the main hall of Tianyuan Palace, Xuan Mingkun, who was trapped, pointed to the phantom of the black mist that suddenly appeared from the whirlpool.

The Ero Magician, who was not far away, also fell close in a flash, his illusory body with a glint in his eyes, constantly scanning the black shadow.

This black shadow is none other than the ghost in the cave before, but it obviously has not regained consciousness.

Hula!

Just as the two of them were looking up and down around the Yin Mountain Spirit Ghost, a ball of blood flame suddenly poured into the whirlpool above, which was wrapped in an extremely pure ghost qi and fell into the main hall.

"This ...... This is Wang Mo's heavenly ghost?"

Seeing the bloody clothes frantically devouring the ghost qi, the Ero mage exclaimed in surprise.

In such a situation, with the knowledge of the two, they can naturally guess that there must be a lot of changes in the outside world, otherwise they will never let the two ghosts enter this place.

"Quick, stop it, if this ghost advances, we will all be devoured by it!"

The spirits and ghosts of Yinshan who came to their senses couldn't care about being in a strange space, shaking their black qi and dancing their debut tricks, pulling up those ghosts that were being devoured by bloody clothes.

"It's just a small fifth-order ghost thing, even if it breaks through to the sixth-order, where does it have the ability to devour our divine sense?"

Xuan Mingkun sneered, with a trace of Yuan Shen transformed by his Dao Spirit Realm, where would he be afraid of being devoured by fifth-order ghosts?

"Yinshan Daoist, according to this seat, your breath must also be transformed by an eighth-order ghost, why are you so afraid of this fifth-order junior?"

The Ero mage was much more cautious, and although there was no sign of a move, he was faintly on guard.

"What do you two old boys know? This Heavenly Ghost Rakshasa is one of the three major ghosts and spirits in the Heavenly Yin Underworld, once it breaks through to the sixth order, it will stimulate a kind of natal supernatural power, called Yin Vortex Dark Light, specifically for the Yuan Shen, with your identity as only a trace of the Yuan Shen, although you can resist one or two, but it takes a little time to be wiped out, presumably, with the identity of the two of you, you don't want to try the pain of soul searching, right?"

The Yin Spirit Mountain Ghost sacrificed the magic trick while not hesitating to use the little ghost qi left, but also to prevent the bloody clothes from devouring the ghost qi.

"Is this a magical power?"

Xuan Mingkun and Ero Demon glanced at each other, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes, obviously hearing about it.

Without hesitation, the two waved their illusory arms, and commanded the aura in the hall one after another, forming a Qiao formation, and heading towards the bloody clothes.

Although this hall is like a cage, trapping the two of them, with their particularity and cultivation as knowledge, it is not a problem to mobilize a trace of aura.

Although there are still a lot of doubts about the Yin Spirit Mountain Ghost, if it is really as he said, let this Heavenly Ghost break through and achieve the Yin Vortex Dark Light, it will really be their end.

Although it is only a wisp of primordial spirit, after so many years of leaving the body, it can already be regarded as a separate lifeform, and naturally does not want to die out.

Snort!

The streamers of various colors flickered, forming a Dodkio legal net, shrouded in blood, constantly peeling off from the cloud of ghostly energy that it was devouring.

At this moment, the top powerhouses from the immortal and devil cultivation system, for various reasons, even if there was only a trace of spirit left, strangely joined forces to fight against the crisis.

......

"Wake up!"

A few months later, in a boundary valley in Dongming Prefecture, Wang Mo slowly opened his eyes.

"Senpai, what's wrong with me?"

On the stone platform not far away, Li Babin slowly got up and suddenly covered his mouth, his eyes full of shock and surprise.

Its originally magnetic male voice has been transformed into a crisp female voice.

"The xenomorph aura on your body has been completely eliminated, but it will take about a year to restore your daughter's body!"

Wang Mo said lightly.

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue!"

Li Bamin's delicate face appeared excited, and he leaned over and bowed.

"It doesn't have to be like this, this is Li Mingliang's thing, you can take it, during this period of time, you will be able to cultivate and prepare to restore your true body in one fell swoop when you build the foundation!"

Wang Mo waved his hand, helped it up, and handed out a ring.

"Thank you, seniors, eight...... Min'er made a note of it!"

Li Bamin's face was a little red, and he bowed respectfully, and his form was full of little daughter posture.

His original name was Li Min'er, but later as he grew older, he gradually turned into a man's body, so he changed his name to Li Bamin, and now he wants to restore his true body, so he uses his real name.

Wang Mo nodded, and let her go out of the cave to cultivate on her own, but she herself frowned, and her eyes were full of wandering.

"These three old guys actually joined forces to suppress the bloody clothes, is there something I don't know?"

Although Wang Mo was not lightly injured because he forcibly used the magic power of Zhenyuan Pagoda to collect the ghost thing and bloody clothes, it did not prevent him from checking the situation inside.

In the past few months, in addition to cultivating the body, it is to check the situation in the Zhenyuan Tower.

When he saw that in the main hall, Xuan Mingkun, Erluo, and ghosts joined forces to suppress the bloody clothes, it made him a little baffled.

From the previous contact, Wang Mo guessed that this ghost spirit was at least a seventh-order ghost, or even an eighth-order, comparable to the existence of the Dao Spirit Realm, and after seeing the three join forces, he was even more convinced of this idea.

Judging from the dignity of the powerhouse of the Dao Spirit Realm, if it weren't for the fact that this ghost spirit was at the same level as Xuan Mingkun and Erluo, I am afraid that the latter two would never join forces with it.

But as for what prompted the three to join forces, Wang Mo was a little unclear.

He can't enter it at all now, unless his injuries get better, and his cultivation can be exhausted, if he forcibly opens the Zhenyuan Pagoda again, he will inevitably be injured and injured, and if it affects the foundation at that time, it will really be worth the loss.

Judging from his own observations, the injuries brought by the forcible action of the Zhenyuan Pagoda that day would only take a long time.

In this way, Wang Mo could only suppress the inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and quietly recovered with peace of mind, until a year later, when Li Min'er's foundation was arranged, and then he began to prepare and recover from the last trace of injury.

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