At the same time, in the main hall of the Tianfeng Xuan Palace, Feng Yanhua was still sitting cross-legged on the top of the tower, his beautiful face was full of exhaustion, and even his hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat, looking up at the sky, as if he saw the back of Feng Wuwu leaving, and a trace of pathos crossed his eyes.

Suddenly sighed silently, slowly closed his eyes, as if to hide his tiredness, but he couldn't hide it, and his eyes fell in the middle of the hall below.

At this time, there was a majestic humanoid blood shadow under the nine zhang, emitting bursts of piercing hoarse and sharp screams, and the evil cold and bloody aura rolled out, making the hall like a cellar, frozen to the bone marrow.

And Wang Mo was also sitting cross-legged on the ground with a slightly pale face, staring at the nine blood shadows with a solemn face, or the most condensed middle of the nine blood shadows.

Looking at its figure, it is the body of a heavenly ghost transformed by a bloody cloth, but the eight blood souls are wrapped in its nine yin blood flames at this time, covering the body, and it looks extremely similar.

Between the claws of the bloody clothes, at this time, a blood-pink crystal villain was holding a blood-pink crystal villain, and the frightened appearance on his face was exactly the appearance of the winged female demon before.

It's just that he was imprisoned by the bloody clothes, and the nine yin blood flames were burned, and he was already exhausted, and he was hit hard by Feng Wuwu's sneak attack, and at this time there was not much strength left to fight against the bloody clothes, even if it was a cultivation in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, it was just the body of the Yuan Infant at this time.

No matter how strong the divine power is, it will never be comparable to the blood clothes that formed the large array at this time, not to mention, the aura emitted by the blood clothes and the eight blood souls at this time is already the breath of the fifth-order gods.

But looking at Feng Yanhua under the protection of the Protector Array, when he looked at the Nine Souls, the fear in his beautiful eyes could be known.

Boom!

With a soft sound, the body of the blood-clothed heavenly ghost, holding the winged female demon Yuan Ying with both hands, pressed it into her mouth, and swallowed it directly in her screams, as if she was a little unsatisfied, stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked her extremely hideous lips, her eyes flashed over Wang Mo, and looked at Feng Yanhua at the top of the tower.

Sensing the blood light bursting out of the bloody clothes' eyes, mixed with killing intent and evil aura, Rao is Feng Yanhua was determined, and when he was targeted by such a murderous thing, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Humph!"

At this moment, Wang Mo snorted coldly, raised his right hand, his little thumb trembled slightly, and the color of blood and red gold on it flashed.

"Roar!"

As if afraid, the bloody clothes let out a low roar, and then glared at Feng Yanhua with a little unwillingness, and then waved his arms, and the blood flames around his body sounded, and then suddenly swept towards his body.

As the blood flame converged, its figure continued to click, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a child's appearance, wearing a dark red blood robe and a dark golden crown of Chaotian, although the breath was still extremely cold, but it lacked that terrifying hideousness.

At the same time, the other eight blood souls also let out a low roar, and suddenly turned into eight fist-sized light clusters, which disappeared into their backs with a whoosh.

"Not coming in yet?"

Looking at the bloody clothes standing in the main hall, Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand that stretched out did not retract, he shook his little thumb and shouted in a deep voice.

At this time, the brilliance around his little finger suddenly turned into a fluorescent flow, the light and shadow of the small and delicate bell, and every time it trembled, it seemed that there was a faint crisp murmur coming out.

Hearing this, Xueyi showed a hint of hesitation, but when the light and shadow of Feng Ruyi on his forehead flashed, he reluctantly shook his body forward, and suddenly slammed into Wang Mo.

It's just that when it approached, it was strangely getting smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a point of light, and disappeared into the light and shadow of the bell with a whoosh.

As the bloody clothes sank into it, the bell let out a crisp whistle, and in an instant, it dissipated, and its little finger returned to its original state.

Seeing this, the solemn look on Wang Mo's face dissipated, and he turned to look at Feng Yanhua, and said apologetically: "Senior sister, I'm sorry, if it weren't for Feng Ruyi suppressing it in his body, I'm afraid this ghost thing would even devour me!"

"It's okay, this time thanks to the ghost of the junior brother, the Xuan Palace can be preserved, but the ghost of the sky is too strong, the junior brother has to deal with it carefully!"

A hint of a smile appeared on Feng Yanhua's pale face, and he waved his hand indifferently, and then said with a hint of concern on his face.

"Senior brother can save it, Feng Ruyi will suppress it, and there will be no problems in a short time, but I am afraid that this Feng Ruyi will be able to return to the senior sister after a while!"

Wang Mo nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with some hesitation.

"Hehe, junior brother doesn't have to be like this, that Feng Ruyi is what the master left to the Qingyue ancestor, I am just the acting palace master, when the master was alive, he once said that you would bring the Qingyue ancestor back within two hundred years, at this time, more than two jiazi have passed, Feng Ruyi will put it there for you, and it will be more appropriate for her to take it back!"

The corners of Feng Yanhua's mouth curled slightly, as if he remembered something, and he dissipated a trace of exhaustion, and actually looked at Wang Mo a little playfully.

"In that case, then I'll leave first, senior sister recuperate!"

Hearing his words, he was uncomfortable for a while, and habitually touched the bridge of his nose, Wang Mo bowed his hand.

"Senior brother, don't worry, do you have a place to stay?"

Feng Yanhua was slightly stunned, and then said a little eagerly.

"Senior sister don't have to worry, during this time, I will consult the classics in the Scripture Pavilion, if necessary, just summon it!"

Wang Mo shrugged and said casually.

"You ......"

Feng Yanhua showed a hint of helplessness on his face, and secretly scolded Wang Mo for being a "little childish", he just mentioned a little bit about the past, so he turned his own army, but he couldn't find the words to complain, after all, Wang Mo didn't say much, and he was very considerate to stay and guard the sect for him.

"What else does Senior Sister command?"

Wang Mo didn't know that he was being scolded, and said with a questioning face.

This time, Feng Yanhua didn't say anything, he was silent for a long time, and after a long time of tea, he raised his head slightly, and said with a trace of solemnity on his face: "Senior brother, do you know why?"

"Hey!"

Wang Mo groaned slightly when he heard this, and then bowed, but he didn't say anything, just sighed secretly.

"There's Senior Brother Lao!"

Feng Yanhua's face relaxed slightly, and he slowly got up and walked down from the tower.

"It's okay, junior brother farewell!"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, then turned around and left.

Feng Yanhua nodded, looking at Wang Mo's departing back, a look of exhaustion hit his face, and muttered to himself, "Master, why are you so suffering?"

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At the same time, in the depths of the Demon Realm, where the side of Langya Purgatory was located, there was a buzz in the sky, and the billowing and majestic demonic qi fluctuations burst out, and several groups of demon shadows rushed above the sky, and behind them, an extremely faint blue-yellow light galloped in.

Judging by the situation, it was as if the shadows were fleeing.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang before the blue-yellow light, splashing a large ripple, and in an instant, the blue-yellow light disappeared into it.

When it reappeared, it had already intercepted all the four demon shadows, revealing a rickety old figure within it.

Although this figure is extremely thin, but at this time standing above the sky, it has a unique momentum that looks at the world, and the four demon shadows saw this, and they were busy stopping the light, and suddenly there were four demon monks of different shapes.

"Gui Xuancang, don't deceive people too much!"

Suddenly, a demon cultivator with a long and narrow body, but an extremely rough face, with blood-colored lines, shouted at the old man.

This person is none other than one of the first demon monks in the lower realm of the primordial gods, named Shaqiu Soul, and beside him, a female cultivator in a plain white dress with a crescent-shaped mark on her forehead is Yue Qianlong.

Their three demons, when they were in the upper realm, were the existence of the spirit void overlord level, if it were not suppressed by the rules of this realm, with their primordial spirit body cultivation so far, it was enough to restore to the realm of nirvana.

But it is precisely because of the restrictions of the rules of the Heavenly Wind Continent that his cultivation at this time is no higher than the realm of the Great Perfection of the Transformation God, but even so, the two demons are here, and they are full of fear and fear in the face of this thin old man.

Both of them were like this, not to mention the other two demon cultivators beside them, and they couldn't stop trembling when they looked at Gui Xuancang.

The two are different from Erdomo, Evil Hill Soul, and Yue Qianlong, they are real cultivators in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and they go down to this realm with their true bodies, facing Gui Xuancang, the strongest person in the Tianfeng Continent, even if they tie up a piece, they are not opponents, and in the face of Gui Xuancang, there is definitely a situation of death and no life.

Although the three demons are now only in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Transformation of Gods, their cultivation of the Yuan Shen is enough higher than the two great realms of Gui Xuancang, even if they are not their opponents in this realm, but Gui Xuancang can destroy their physical bodies at most, but they cannot completely wipe them out.

But even so, they didn't want to be ruined by Gui Xuancang, if this was the case, it would inevitably have an immeasurable impact on their return to the Heavenly Demon Domain.

But seeing that the four demons were awkward at this time, and their faces were tired, it was obvious that they had been chased and killed by Gui Xuancang for a long time.

I wanted to disperse and escape, but in this realm, I was subject to a lot of restrictions, even if it was a teleportation technique, it couldn't be used smoothly, and in the face of a strong person like Gui Xuancang, there was only a dead end if I dispersed.

If they hadn't gathered in one place to fight and retreat, I'm afraid they would have already been broken by Gui Xuancang, even if they escaped far away, with their cultivation, it would be enough to catch up with the teleportation supernatural power.

"The old man has lived for such an age, and in the end he violated his own heart for his own selfishness, I'm sorry for that little girl, if you don't kill a few of you devil cubs at this time, how can you get rid of this evil breath in your heart?"

Hearing the words of the evil hill soul, Gui Xuancang, who had always been like the old man next door, was extremely cold at this time, and the dragon in his hand was slammed in the air, and said in a deep voice.

"Looks like you're not stupid, you old guy knows our plans!"

The face of the evil hill soul suddenly softened, and he said with some surprise.

Seeing this, the other three demons glanced at each other, and the original tension was gone, and in an instant, they didn't seem to be afraid of returning to Xuancang.

"What if you know, what if you don't know? It's happened, and I'm going to kill you here today!"

Seeing this, Gui Xuancang frowned slightly, and swept around cautiously, but he didn't find anything abnormal, and he said with murderous intent.

"Hahaha, I thought that the human race was deceitful and had always been intrigued, but I didn't expect you, an old monster known as the strongest man in the Tianfeng Continent, to pretend to be sanctimonious here!"

The soul of the demon hill raised his head and laughed wildly, pointing at Gui Xuancang and saying disdainfully.

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