"Okay!" Hearing this, Sun Mingyun's face was happy, and he immediately said: "What do you need, just say it, as long as this Shaozong has it, it will be offered!"

"Three-edged demon cloud crystal, black cloud silk, blood soul red spirit iron!" Wang Mo said directly.

Every time he said the name of a treasure, Sun Mingyun's cheeks twitched, and he sank a little unsightly: "Fellow Daoist, are you kidding, aren't you?" Although these three treasures are all third-order top-level refining materials, they are more precious than any of the fourth-order treasures, especially the last kind of Blood Soul Red Spirit Iron is the most difficult to find!"

"This is the question of the Taoist friend, if not, then I will leave the next, if the Taoist friend thinks that it can be stopped, you can just give it a try!" Wang Mo said indifferently, his eyes swept over the dark green toad, and a needle tip poked out from his fingertips, flashing red.

Then the blue-gold light on his body flashed, and a pair of blue-gold light wings formed behind him in a flash, and he used the Wind and Thunder Secret Technique.

"This sect promises you yes, but this sect only has black cloud silk here, and the other two are not, but I know where these two treasures are!" Feeling the power contained in the light wings, Sun Mingyun's complexion changed for a while, and finally gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, Wang Mo raised his eyebrows, looked at him deeply, bowed his head slightly in agreement, and did not bargain again, he also knew very well that these three treasures were difficult to find, otherwise with the strength of the giant eagle couple, they would not be able to collect them.

Sun Mingyun breathed a sigh of relief, took out a jade box with one hand, and opened it gently, there was a ball of crystal clear white silk thread inside, but it flickered with a faint black glow weirdly.

Wang Mo looked at it intently, if it weren't for his strong eyesight, the silk threads looming in the sunlight, I am afraid that he really couldn't see it.

"This is the black cloud silk, the whereabouts of the other two things, as long as the Taoist friends complete the agreement, this Shaozong should inform him!" Sun Mingyun stared at Wang Mo deadly, but whenever he made any changes, he would not hesitate to move with all his strength to drag it down.

Hearing this, Wang Mo groaned slightly, bowed his head slightly, and said: "This is natural, but please take out the treasure that can block the soul drawing secret technique, and it is easy to shoot in the future!"

"Okay!" Sun Mingyun's eyes flashed with joy, and without hesitation, he flipped his left hand, and saw the green light flashing in his hand, and there was an extra black jade bottle-shaped magic weapon, and his right hand pinched a little jade bottle.

The jade bottle trembled slightly, floating towards Sun Yanyun, and the mouth of the bottle turned upside down to aim at him, exuding a chill from it, but there was an inexplicable suction.

Seeing the jade bottle appear, Sun Yanyun's eyes showed a light of fear, and his lips kept moving, but unfortunately he couldn't say the slightest word, so he could only sweat profusely.

Seeing this, Wang Mo stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers, and saw that the red needle tip quickly pierced Sun Yanyun's forehead.

Sun Mingyun's divine sense stared at the soul devouring needle, and just as the tip of the needle pierced Sun Yanyun's forehead, the jade bottle suddenly disappeared, but it was put away by him.

But what made him regret it a little was that after the Soul Eater Needle pierced Sun Dianyun's forehead a little, he didn't move.

Wang Mohuan looked at Sun Mingyun meaningfully, and said lightly: "It seems that there is no sincerity in the Daoyou!"

He had been guarding against Sun Mingyun for a long time, and sure enough, when he started, the jade bottle was put away, and after Sun Dianyun's death, he could drag himself down, and without proof, he could naturally rely on himself for everything.

Hearing this, Sun Mingyun's face was embarrassed and fleeting, he was also a cunning person, and hurriedly said: "It's in the next moment of confusion, don't blame Daoyou, I promise that there will be no more!"

After speaking, he sacrificed the jade bottle again.

"I hope so!" Wang Mo said lightly, but he inadvertently opened a slight outward, revealing a cyan jade inside.

Seeing the jade slip, Sun Mingyun's pupils shrank suddenly, he recognized that it was a jade slip with a photo, and his jealousy of Wang Mo couldn't help but rise, and he said in a deep voice: "Dao is friendly and calculated, let's make a move!"

"Each other!" Wang Mo said indifferently, his right index finger lightly clicked, and the soul devouring needle snorted and did not enter Sun Yanyun's forehead.

Immediately, Sun Yanyun's resentful gaze gradually faded, and his whole body twitched, and a black and red silk thread floated on it, and he galloped towards Wang Mo like lightning.

Wang Mo instinctively wanted to dodge, but the silk thread swooped down in the middle of the way and threw itself into the jade bottle.

Sun Mingyun hurriedly took back the jade bottle, and then took out a brilliant jade talisman, sealed the mouth of the bottle, and his face relaxed.

Greeting the Soul Devouring Needle, Wang Mo looked at Sun Mingyun and said, "Can Daoist friends hand over things to Poor Dao?"

"This is nature!" Sun Mingyun's eyes flashed, and he took out a blank jade slip in his backhand, pasted it on his forehead, and after a while, he engraved the information of the other two treasures and threw it to Wang Mo.

Wang Mo took the jade slip, glanced at him, first leaned out his divine sense and carefully observed the jade slip, and made sure that he didn't move any hands and feet, so he put it on his forehead to check it.

There is not much information in the jade slip, and it can be swept with divine sense in the blink of an eye, Wang Mo's brows furrowed slightly, these two things are much more difficult to find than he imagined.

After confirming the information inside, Wang Mo raised his eyes to look at Sun Mingyun, shook the jade slip in front of him, and then put it into the ring and said: "I hope that Daoist friends have not deceived the poor Dao, otherwise, the things in it will spread all over the territory of the Demon Demon Sect!"

"You ......" Sun Mingyun's expression froze, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, he had always thought he was extremely smart, but he couldn't imagine that he would be deflated many times in the hands of one person today.

Wang Mo didn't pay attention to him, and as soon as his figure spread, he rose into the sky, turned into a golden giant eagle and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the direction in which he disappeared, Sun Mingyun's face was gloomy, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, he turned his head to look at Sun Yanyun, who was not blind, and said to himself: "Sun Bufan, you can't think that I will be alive, right? I want you to cut off your children and grandchildren, hahaha!"

Sun Mingyun laughed wildly, then put away the dark green toad, and played a trick at Sun Dianyun with one hand.

I saw Sun Yanyun's corpse tremble, and a gray-yellow light flew out of his mouth, and an egg-sized Neidan was wrapped inside.

Seeing this Neidan, Sun Mingyun patted another storage bag on his waist, and saw a cyan giant wolf appear on the ground, with a single horn on its head.

Its appearance is unusually similar to that of a bluecorn, but its unicorn is silver.

As soon as Sun Mingyun pointed at the golden pill, he flew towards the giant wolf, and it didn't enter his mouth with a whoosh, and then Sun Yanyun was included in the spirit beast bag.

After doing this, Sun Mingyun slapped his shoulder with his backhand, blurring the flesh and blood of his shoulder, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

After packing up everything, he sat down on the ground with a pale face, waiting for their guards to arrive.

......

A few months later, Wang Moduan was sitting in a cave at the bottom of a small hill, with a looming black silk cloud floating in front of him.

His hands danced rapidly, and as he realized it, a blazing flame erupted from his hand, and with one hand, he threw a little bit of the refining material prepared next to him into the flames.

Pieces of ore were submerged in it, and over time, eventually turned into a cloud of silvery liquid.

As soon as the magic technique changed, a silk thread shot out of the silver liquid, and then slowly elongated, until the entire mass of liquid turned into a ball of silver filaments and wriggled in the air.

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and his left hand suddenly stretched forward, shooting out a black tabernacle.

"Hurry!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw the silver silk ball and the black silk cloud, which flew towards the black tent in an instant.

I saw that the three treasures gradually fused together, like a cocoon, slowly squeezing out the silk threads in the black tabernacle, and finally formed a black cloak.

Seeing this black cloak take shape, a flash of joy flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, this newly refined Night Demon Hidden Cloak was confident that under his full strength, it would be difficult for even a Yuanying early stage monk to find out.

With his left hand, he shot out a True Yuan and absorbed the Night Demon Hidden Cloak into his left sleeve, and Wang Mo took out several high-grade Yuan Stones and recovered.

Three days later, Wang Mo walked out of the cave, changed his appearance, and turned into a middle-aged monk of medium height, and then spread his body and headed east.

He knew very well that Sun Yanyun's death this time would definitely cause the Demon Demon Sect to shake up and down, and then pursue him in an all-round way, but he couldn't use his true appearance as before, at least to leave the Demon Demon Sect's realm.

Half a day later, Wang Mo took out a jade slip and looked at it, then he changed the direction of his downward movement slightly, and when he saw a huge town not far ahead, he lowered his light a few miles away from the city gate.

Before walking to the city gate, he casually glanced at the plaque called Jinfeng City, and then went inside.

Entering such a monk town, you must pay a certain fee, dozens of low-grade yuan stones, but Wang Mo didn't care.

Casually glancing the streets, he rejected a few monks who had come to guide him for business, and walked to a shop not far away.

After all these years of cultivation, the third-order refining materials that Golden Eagle had robbed for him had been exhausted, and although there were still a lot of magic weapons, they were all contaminated by demonic energy.

Wang Mo claimed to be able to refine it, but the demonic qi was the most indelible energy among the many vitalitys, because the demonic qi was formed by the condensation of many evil qi such as resentment and blood qi and the vitality of heaven and earth, and it was the most mixed, and it would inevitably take time to refine.

In the case of Wang Mo going down first, in this dangerous demon domain, it is better to choose third-order refining materials to improve his strength as soon as possible.

In the hall of this famous shop, there are many monks, several or one person, shopping for all kinds of needs.

Although they are all demon cultivators, no one dares to make trouble here.

As soon as Wang Mofu entered the shop, a low-level monk stepped forward, slightly sensed Wang Mo's cultivation, and said with a respectful face: "Seniors, please go upstairs, there is a special preparation for seniors and other seniors who are advanced in cultivation!"

Wang Mo nodded noncommittally, and under the gaze of the low-ranking monks in the hall, he raised his feet and walked up.

After he left, the hall, which had been silent, suddenly became lively again, and they asked their companions one after another.

"Who is this senior?

"yes, I don't think I've seen it!"

"Cut, how many seniors have you seen?"