"Feng Wushuang...... The Five Prisons of the Golden Seal ...... Li Zhengkun...... Star Soul Palace!"

In a courtyard in the Soul City, Wang Mo held a fluorescent jade jue, muttering to himself, his eyes full of helplessness.

It has been a few days since he came out of the underground cave, and this time he thought that he could get a few life-saving things, but he didn't think about it, but he put his life-saving things into the Void Yuan Golden Light Array of the Golden Five Prison Array.

Thinking of what he had obtained, it was just a ring, and inside it was just a grievance that recorded tens of thousands of years ago, at most it was a top-level treasure, but it was powerless to use at this time.

Every time he thought about this, Wang Mo's temples couldn't help twitching slightly, and he felt like he wanted to jump to his feet and kill someone.

Fortunately, he had strong self-control and endured it.

According to the records in the jade slips, Feng Wushuang was the master of the Tianfeng Xuangong back then, and Li Zhengkun, the patriarch of the Refining Sect, defected from the Tianfeng Xuangong, which could be called the first scandal in the cultivation world at that time.

Even if it was only passing on at the top level of cultivation, the blow to the reputation of the Heavenly Phoenix Xuangong was also incomparable.

Feng Wushuang, as a top powerhouse of the Transformation God at that time, naturally would not allow such a thing to continue, and then personally went to Tianhuo Prefecture to strangle him.

It's just that Li Zhengkun was coerced by a robot to blow himself up, and under the confrontation between the two, Feng Wushuang had to agree to his request.

released his fifth-order weapon, leaving behind the inheritance of the refining weapon sect, but he used the remaining four formations of the five prison arrays to trap Li Zhengkun in that Star Soul Palace, and let him live in it.

Speaking of which, this Star Soul Hall is also the birthplace of Li Zhengkun's cultivation at that time.

It was this place that could be called the top of the Gods and Demons Cave Cultivation Mansion, which created Li Zhengkun, who was in the limelight at that time, and of course his talent was also the best.

The secret technique of refining the machine was also obtained from this secret mansion of the Demon Dao.

Li Zhengkun designed to trap a god cultivator in order to refine the robot, and then was trapped and died in it by Feng Wushuangsheng, which can be regarded as a well-deserved death, with a beginning and an end.

As for the remaining four formations of the Five Prison Formations, it was Feng Wushuang who was unable to take them back at that time, or after returning to the sect, it would be a shame for the sect to think of it, and naturally he would not easily announce it.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and this period of the past has fallen silent.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, an inexplicable fluctuation woke up Wang Mo, who was immersed in this past, and couldn't help but look at the bloody clothes beside him.

Boom!

A gray-red air flow blew through, wrapping in dark red brilliance around it, forming a belt-like air flow that floated.

The gray-red air flow seemed to be unwilling to be bound by the dark red brilliance, and wanted to conflict out of it, but every time it rolled, as soon as it came into contact with the dark red brilliance, it let out a soft sound to dodge.

"Let him go, with his current level of weakness, he can't afford to make any tricks!"

Seeing the gray-red airflow, Wang Mo's eyes flashed.

As soon as his words fell, the bloody clothes suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in, and the dark red Nine Yin Blood Flames around him swished softly, and they immediately disappeared into his mouth.

Airplanes!

As soon as he came into contact with the confinement, the gray-red air flow surged rapidly, as if he wanted to escape from this place.

"With your cultivation, you shouldn't be able to see the situation clearly, so why do it in vain?"

Wang Mo looked indifferent and lightly pointed down, and the blue-gold arc crackled and disappeared into the airflow.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream and exclamation in the air flow, after hearing Wang Mo's words, it suddenly rolled into a ball, and several squirms formed a figure, it was the big and small Sha Mosuo, looking at Wang Mo with a little fierce and a little evasive.

"What? Don't want to say something?"

Wang Mo didn't care, stared at him and asked lightly.

"Hey, can you let this seat go?"

Sha Mosuo said with some disdain.

"It's impossible to let you go, but it's okay to give you a good time!"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth curled up and said, these so-called Upper Realm Gods and Demon Cultivators have ended up in such a state that they can't let go of their bodies and bargain, do you really think that he can't wipe them out?

"With your cultivation, how can you kill the primordial god of this seat? Don't dream of it! Seeing that your cultivation is not weak, and you are a thunder monk, if you listen to this seat and vote for my demonic path, this world will not be controlled by you in the future!"

Sha Mosuo's phantom flickered and stiffened.

"It seems that you haven't woken up yet under the calcination of the Nine Yin Blood Flame, so why don't you go in and stay for a while!"

The smile on the corner of Wang Mo's mouth was even stronger, and his eyes fell on the latest chapter of Chen Haonan's career on the bloody clothes at a glance.

This Sha Mosuo's face, Wang Mo has already seen it clearly in Li Batian's soul, and he will not believe it even if he says it.

"Nine Yin Blood Flame? Isn't it the Nine Yin Candle Flame?"

The mist around Sha Mosuo dispersed for a while, and he subconsciously dodged it, and asked a little nervously.

"After devouring the Nine Yin Candle Flame, my Heavenly Ghost turned into its current form, but I call it the Nine Yin Blood Flame!"

Wang Mo replied lightly.

"Hehe, don't waste your time, even if I want to say, you won't get any information!"

Sha Mosuo seemed to smile bitterly, and said in a somewhat resigned tone.

"How?"

Wang Mo frowned slightly, and said with some surprise.

"When we waited for the lower realm, we were all forbidden spells set up by several ancestors in the divine souls to prevent us from being trapped and suffering from the misfortune of soul searching, even if because of the power of the rules of this realm, the spell had no effect on hurting people, but if we revealed the secret, we would be wiped out, and we would not be able to live forever!"

Sha Mosuo said in a low tone, and the aura around his body seemed to have lost his previous arrogance.

Obviously, the Nine Yin Candle Flame, or the Nine Yin Blood Flame, made him suffer enough.

"Hehe, since that's the case, then ask Daoyou to say something that you can say, and you don't have to use means to do it!"

Wang Mo lowered his head and groaned, looked at the phantom and frowned, and then looked up and smiled indifferently for a while.

......

"Wang Daoyou, he is really a trustworthy person, I have a righteous person like Wang Daoyou in my cultivation world, it is really a blessing for the Heavenly Wind Continent!"

In the main hall of the Refining Weapon Sect, a white-haired old man with a ruddy face and a very kind man like a rich man looked at Wang Mo and said with a strong smile, this person is Li Rutian, the sect master of the Refining Weapon Sect at this time.

"Sect Master Li praises falsely, Wang is ashamed and doesn't dare to be, as a cultivator of the Heavenly Wind Continent, I should make a contribution to my cultivation world!"

An undetectable discoloration flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he didn't say anything.

"Hehe, Wang Daoyou is still so modest, I heard that a month ago, Daoyou suppressed the Cold Sun Sage with only the heavenly ghosts around him, and his own strength is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, but it makes the Golden Branch Sage jealous, and he will definitely not be weaker than the late Yuan Infant when he thinks of his supernatural powers, with the great talent of the Daoist, he will advance to the gods in the future, and he may not be able to hold on to the Niu Er of the cultivation world!"

Li Rutian smiled, his face was full of joy, as if he was looking at his own juniors, and he seemed approachable.

"The early stage of the Yuan Infant against the late Yuan Infant?"

"So strong?"

"Won't it?"

"It's just a demonic way!"

"Yes, it is rumored that the heavenly ghosts must be fed with flesh and blood spirits, and they can be cultivated to such a realm, I don't know how many monks have devoured!"

"Hmph, I see that, this person is so murderous, maybe he is a demon monk himself!"

His words fell, and there were more than 100 infant monks around, and many people showed surprise on their faces, some speculated on each other, and even worse, showed disdain.

It's just that among these people, there are either angry people, or jealous people, or envy and jealousy of Wang Mo's strong strength, which can be said to be everything.

It's just that most of these people who speak out are early Yuan Infant monks, and most of them are newly broken through the pride of the sky, and their talents are destined to be less stable than the older generation of Yuan Infant Sages, and they show a trace of emotion in their words: Falling in love with the latest chapter of the shared house baby.

For Wang Mo, it can be said that he was born in two hundred years, whether it was the Langya Secret Realm to seize the fifth-order spirit grass, or the one hundred years to traverse the Demon Domain, or the past two hundred years to break through the Yuan Infant.

Each of these things was enough to make its celebrity Heavenly Wind Continent, how could it not make these young cultivators who were the pride of the heavens in their respective sect regions feel jealous?

"Sect Master Li, I don't know when to set off?"

Wang Mo's face was indifferent, and he couldn't see the joy and anger in changing the topic.

"Just tomorrow morning, just wait for the last few Taoist friends to come!"

Li Rutian said with a smile.

"In this case, I will retire first and come back tomorrow!"

As soon as Wang Mo gave up his hand, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Wang Daoyou, don't worry, the old man wants to take advantage of this rare opportunity for the gathering of all the saints, why don't I wait for a trade fair?" You know, we are going to the two states to fight hard with the Demon Cultivators of the Upper Realm, if we can gather a few things that are usually rare before this, they can also be used as life-saving things, isn't it?"

Li Rutian waved his hand slightly, signaling him to stop.

"Haha, this is a very good proposal, so many Taoist friends are here, maybe they can really get a few life-saving things!"

"Sect Master Li's intentions are very much in line with our wishes!"

"Not bad, Sect Master Li is talented, and the Sect Master of the Refining Weapon Sect deserves it!"

"I'm here to thank Sect Master Li!"

For a while, all the monks in the main hall, no matter how high or low their cultivation was, their eyes flashed with bright colors, and they all spoke in surprise.

"In that case, it's better to be respectful than to obey!"

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and he said without hesitation.

He wanted to see what the new sect master of the Refining Weapon Sect meant by complimenting him here without leaving every word?

What's more, more than a hundred Yuan Infant Sages gathered, such a rare opportunity, it was really the only time Wang Mo had seen it in his cultivation so far, if he collected a large number of fourth-order refining materials, it would be enough to ensure that he would cultivate to the consummation of the Sky Realm.

At that time, with his many means, he will be able to exterminate the late stage of the Yuan Infant and truly rank among the high-level existences in the cultivation world, although he will not be on par with the Avatar Cultivator, but the idle Yuan Infant Great Perfection Cultivator will no longer be able to threaten him.

"Haha, I have long heard that Wang Daoyou has a straightforward personality, sure enough, Daoyou's life experience is quite legendary, in the Demon Domain for a hundred years, the treasures collected by me must be very different from ours, not to mention that he also traded the Xuanling Refining Divine Grass with the Tianfeng Xuangong, presumably the collection must be extremely rich, how about starting with Daoyou?"

Li Rutian smiled heartily and pointed out.

"Hehe, since that's the case, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Looking at Li Rutian with a smile on his face, Wang Mo's heart sank, but his face flashed with joy, and he smiled as if he was flattered.

At this moment, if he still can't see that this Li Rutian has evil intentions hidden between the lines, then he has practiced for two hundred years and two lifetimes, that is, he has cultivated to the dog.

But how could Wang Mo let go of such an opportunity?

There are no Avatar Cultivators here, with two weapons of great destruction, even if it is publicized?

In an instant, Wang Mo made a decision, as if he wanted to vent his evil spirit of practicing so far and wandering away for two hundred years.