Roar!

Just when the four of them had been fighting for a long time and were gradually in a state of stalemate, the excited roar of the blood-clothed nine ghosts was heard in the distance.

Looking around, I saw that the blood brilliance around the nine ghosts was soaring, and under the cover of the nine yin blood flames, it looked strange and inexplicable, especially the original illusory bodies of the nine ghosts, which gradually solidified, and the brilliance that emitted seemed to be able to absorb people's eyes and minds.

Where the blood flame licked, pieces of dark red crystals the size of thumb belly slowly flew away, emitting amazing blood energy.

Boom!

A muffled sound came out, but I saw the nine ghosts open their huge mouths, and those blood crystals disappeared into their mouths under their devouring power.

With the cultivation of the nine ghosts and the technique of swallowing the heavens of the nine ghosts, the ownerless blood energy of the eight dead Spirit Void Realm overlords was all gathered in just a cup of tea, and even the scattered divine souls were regathered.

After doing this, the nine ghosts did not rush to absorb and refine, but just stored the blood crystals in their stomachs, and all of them stared at Luan Qinghuang who was fighting, and flew straight towards him.

The current Nine Ghosts are no longer the time when Wang Mo first got it, with the essence of the formation that Wang Mo has been studying for many years and the forbidden suppression of the Five Elements Formation that he has realized, he has no chance to rebel.

With the addition of the Nine Ghosts, Luan Qinghuang suddenly felt a little more pressured, with the strength of the Nine Ghosts combined, at most he could only compete with an early stage overlord of the Spirit Void Realm.

Luan Qinghuang, as a seventh-order peak spirit clan, can be said to be the strongest under the Dao Spirit Realm, at this time, Gu Cangsong and Xuan Zi Ling are just relying on a lot of treasures, and they have the powerful and inhuman monster of the robot Liu Qing to be able to fight with them so far.

But this trace of pressure, although it did not kill Luan Qinghuang, made him feel deeply powerless, and the feeling of exhaustion kept hitting his heart.

Every time I wanted to fight to get injured, get out of the encirclement of the four, and kill Wang Mo not far away, I was entangled by them.

Especially the endless treasures of the other party, so that he, a character who has always talked to himself, also feels incredible.

At this moment, for Wang Mo's treasures, as well as the many eighth-order talisman seals he used before, Luan Qinghuang was already convinced that the other party had indeed obtained a treasure of an immortal master.

At this moment, although Luan Qinghuang still had a trace of luck in his heart about Zhenyuan Tower, he was more cautious, guarding against Wang Mo suddenly casting some kind of powerful treasure and leaving him here.

Roar, roar, roar!

The so-called long-term defense will be lost, although Luan Qinghuang's cultivation is stronger than the siege of the four, but in the constant conflict, he has lost patience, or rather, these four people besieging him are too incredible.

A seventh-order demon, a human race, a netherworld ghost, and a robot incarnation, all of them can be said to have their own killer features.

Just when he was defenseless, the blood-clothed nine ghosts roared violently, frantically stirring up blood flames, and slaughtering all the treasures of Luan Qinghuang.

With his cultivation, he didn't care much about the Nine Yin Blood Flame, which was no more than the peak of the sixth order, but his special ability to refine vitality had to be guarded against.

Just as it was urging its own mana, blocking the blood flame devouring, and wanting to hit the bloody clothes hard, they all felt a chill and shot at themselves.

This chill did not threaten his ability to live, but it came straight to his soul, and involuntarily, Luan Qinghuang used the defensive technique to consolidate his soul.

Boom!

An undetectable muffled sound came out, and I saw Luan Qinghuang's body trembling slightly in the blood flame, and he was about to open his eyes in an instant.

But at this moment, Liu Qing, a robot not far away, flashed violently, turned into a dark golden rainbow, and instantly came to his approach, opening his arms and tightly clamping it.

"Open it for me!"

Luan Qinghuang is so cultivated, even though the robot Liu Qing has a physical body that is close to the peak of the seventh order, but with the demon baby of the Nirvana Spirit Realm, he can't exert his full strength at all.

More often, it's just as a meat shield existence, entangled with Luan Qinghuang, and blocked attacks for others.

Crunch!

Under the surging mana, the arms that tightly wrapped around its body began to relax, and the friction was dazzling.

But at this moment, the panting Gu Cangsong put his hands around him one after another, and the dark green demon rose wildly, turning into a monstrous giant pine.

The huge root system, like a tentacle of hell, frantically swept towards Luan Qinghuang, who was about to get out of trouble, and at the moment he got out of trouble, he was entangled with it.

Rao is Luan Qinghuang's cultivation is incomparable, and he was trapped by two monsters who are good at physical bodies, and he couldn't break free for a while.

At this moment, Wang Mo, who was fighting for a while, flashed with blue-gold light wings behind him, and violently turned into a streamer, approaching in an instant, passing the dark green demon mangs of Gu Cangsong, and Luan Qinghuang was only an arm's length away.

"Humph!"

Luan Qinghuang snorted coldly, he didn't believe that the two could trap him, as long as there was one more breath, he could get out of the trap.

At such a close distance, even if Wang Mo had more back-ups, he would never want to escape his blocking.

But what made his pupils shrink suddenly, Wang Mo reached out his right hand and slapped it down on his forehead.

With his cultivation, his own body protection treasure light was by no means something that Wang Mo could disperse, but what made him feel cold in his heart was the palm-sized talisman in Wang Mo's hand that exuded a dark green glow.

The moment he saw that talisman, Luan Qinghuang recognized that it was definitely an eighth-order Xuantian Spirit Talisman, and only this kind of supreme treasure would give him a feeling that it was difficult to resist.

"Die!"

Wang Mo pressed down fiercely, opened his mouth and spit out three Yuan Infant Origins one after another, and all of them were submerged into the Soul Talisman, and at this moment, his body was even more exploding.

With a soft snap, the entire Xuantian Spirit Rune burst open, turning into an endless glow, and spreading violently.

At the same time, Gu Cangsong snorted, and the dark green demon light on his whole body trembled suddenly, as if he couldn't withstand this kind of coercion, but he still held on.

"Retreat!"

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and with a wave of one hand, the Zhenyuan Pagoda flew out in a flash, and the trick that had been prepared was even more instantaneous.

The spatial vortex suddenly flashed, and Xuan Ziling, who had already received the information, stepped into it in the first place, and then Gu Cangsong violently withdrew all his demonic power and went straight to the spatial vortex.

"Don't think about it, let's die together!"

Luan Qinghuang, who was tightly suppressed by the eighth-order spirit rune on his forehead, seemed to feel that the end was coming, and at this moment, a trace of regret really rose in his heart.

Crazy, roared violently, the light around him swelled wildly, without the trap of the big demon Gu Cangsong, he actually broke free from the shackles of the robot Liu Qing in an instant, and fled towards Wang Mo, wanting to die with him.

But at the moment when he got out of trouble, Bloody Clothes raised his hands fiercely, overlapped at his forehead, turned into a triangle, and roared violently.

A swirling beam of light that seemed to come from hell flashed from the dark crack that flashed strangely from the bloody clothes's forehead, and went straight to the back of Luan Qinghuang's head in an instant.

"Woo!"

As if he had been greatly impacted, Luan Qinghuang roared in pain, and his body staggered.

Not only that, but the eighth-order spirit rune on his forehead was even more brilliant at this moment, and it suddenly turned into a light cluster the size of a hut, enveloping it.

Whoosh!

The bloody clothes used the Yin Vortex Light to cross the ranks, and the blood flames around him were visibly dimmed to the naked eye, but it did not prevent it from escaping from danger, and it turned into a streamer and rushed towards Wang Mo.

The robot Liu Qing, the moment he was freed by Luan Qinghuang, rushed straight to the spatial vortex, and disappeared into it with a bang.

Bang!

The moment the streamer turned into a bloody cloth submerged into Wang Mo's little thumb, the dark green ball of light suddenly burst open, and the violent air flow swept through the entire cave in an instant.

"Great!"

Wang Mo, who was still outside, was pale, his pupils contracted, and he didn't have time to enter at all, and suddenly he was a little bit of Zhenyuan Tower.

Airplanes!

The golden light of Zhenyuan Pagoda was magnificent, and suddenly it trembled, and it instantly turned into a tower several feet high, standing in front of Wang Mo like a giant.

Boom!

How powerful is the eighth-order spirit rune, the violent air flow is approaching in an instant, and it slammed into the Zhenyuan Pagoda in the shape of the illusion, and the streamer was shining, splashing layers of ripples on it, but it was firmly fixed in place, not moving at all.

Burst!

Even though there is a Zhenyuan Pagoda to block it, but Wang Mo Xiuwei is too weak in the end, under this violent pressure, his heart is like a heavy blow, and a blood arrow that can't stop surging blood spurts out, and his breath is even more sluggish.

The mixed and cold vitality was enough to wreak havoc on the tea before it gradually subsided, the smoke and dust were filled, and the entire cave was more than doubled in size again, enough to be the size of a radius of 100 miles.

With

The smoke and dust dissipated, and only the golden Zhenyuan Pagoda remained, and Wang Mo, who was half-kneeling and extremely pale.

"Whew!"

Taking a few breaths of heavy breath, Wang Mo's eyes flashed with a look of fear, this act of leaving these nine Spirit Void Realm overlords behind was really painstaking, and it was extremely risky.

If there is a slight difference, none of them will be able to run.

This is also thanks to Luan Qinghuang, when his greedy heart was at large, he misestimated the strength of Wang Mo and his party, so that they were all wiped out under the eighth-order Xuantian Spirit Rune.

If there was only one strong man in their group who survived, the ending would not have been so miserable.

It's just that there is no regret medicine to sell in the world, the matter has become a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to think about anything else.

Weak, I didn't want to move at all, Wang Mo was a fart... Squatting on the ground, his wrist flipped, and he took out a trace of 10,000-year-old spiritual milk to replenish mana.

"Hehe, it's mine! It's all mine!"

At the moment when Wang Mo was about to put the spiritual milk into his mouth, an extremely smug smile sounded, and then he felt a strong force attack.

didn't have time to think about it, Wang Mo rolled on the spot, turned into the distance, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yuan Shanglong, who he thought had already left, commanding a treasure soldier to kill with a cruel smile.

Bang bang bang!

The mana in his body was lacking, and his mind was even more tired, Wang Mo cursed secretly in his heart, and constantly dodged the incoming attacks.

"Suffer death!"

Yuan Shanglong shouted violently, threw out several treasure lights one after another, and surrounded Wang Mo, who seemed to be the end of a strong crossbow.

In the previous fighting method, the constant flashing of violent coercion and bursting Yuan Qi flow, Yuan Shanglong originally wanted to leave, but there was still a trace of luck and greed in his heart, which made him stay until the end.

It wasn't until the breath that made his heart tremble dissipated that he had the courage to come to the top of the pit, but he saw Wang Mo and Zhenyuan Pagoda standing alone below, which made him murderous and rushed over desperately.

"Idiot!

was attacked by someone, even though he didn't have much damage, but he has rarely suffered losses like Wang Mo, and he scolded in his heart.

In the tumbling, he swallowed the spiritual milk into his stomach with a loud bang, and in just a few breaths, the rich and moist spiritual energy filled the meridians, making Wang Mo's eyes glow with a trace of essence, and looking at Yuan Shanglong's gaze, it was like looking at a dead man.

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