"It's still a middle-grade spirit vein, worthy of a sixth-order demon beast!"

Entering the cave in the valley, feeling the cold inside, Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swept around slightly, making sure that there was no danger, and he didn't even look at the medium-grade spirit stones that could be seen everywhere on the cave wall, until he passed the tea kung fu and went down to the bottom of a cold cave, which stopped him.

Spreading his senses, he carefully swept through the dark cave, saw several scattered corpses, and took out the storage ring on them, and then came to a raised rock in the cave, staring with bright eyes.

"Void Bodhi, I can't imagine that such a Kuibao is really pregnant in the Nirvana Soul Barren Ridge, but it's a pity that with the cultivation of the Transformation God Realm, it is really difficult to snatch this thing in front of the sixth-order demon beast!"

With a little emotion, Wang Mo looked at the mushroom-shaped treasure that emitted a faint spiritual essence on it, the size of a cardamom, and without hesitation, he suddenly hugged the boulder with both hands, and pulled it out with a clattering sound, and then flashed with brilliance and was included in the Naling ring.

The Spirit Ring can store living creatures, and it is best to put elixir in it.

"Time is running out, heal while rushing to the road!"

Wang Mo retracted his thoughts, took out a treasure mirror, the two points of light on it were lit, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his body swept out of the cave as soon as he turned around.

Outside the hole, he beckoned the green skin and sat cross-legged on his back, and the green skin was covered with a large piece of cyan brilliance to protect it, and his body jumped into the air, and disappeared in an instant.

Time flies, Wang Mo is in a hurry to heal, another three years have passed, and this trip to the barren mountains has entered the late stage.

"Finally found it!"

Looking at the two points of light on the treasure mirror in his hand that gradually overlapped, Wang Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the prohibition on his body was lifted by Ling Feifei, he knew in his heart that if Ling Feifei made the slightest mistake, Yun Lingyue, who was in the hands of Ling Zhanyun, would definitely die.

But Yun Lingyue repeatedly explained that this matter must not be told to outsiders, even if she met her brother Yun Qingfeng in the barren mountains, Wang Mo has always done what he says, since he promised the other party, he will definitely not change, which is why he did not propose to join forces to take the treasure when he met Yun Qingfeng that day.

And handing over Ling Feifei's safety to the other party, naturally he was not very relieved, but he couldn't bear the other party's request, so he had to leave alone.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, just when Wang Mo was harnessing the light and wanted to quickly cross the mountain range here to make peace with Ling Feifei, a loud shout came.

In an instant, several rays of light rose to the sky, blocking Wang Mo's way, and his eyes swept away, and they were the three Great Perfection Cultivators of the Transformation Gods.

Wang Mo frowned slightly, he didn't want to have trouble with the other party, and his figure swept away into the distance, wanting to change directions.

"Hmph, in the middle stage of the little god, he dares to ignore the words of this seat and look for death!"

Two of the three monks obviously didn't want to make trouble, and when they saw Wang Mo leaving, they were about to fall into the light, but one of them had a fierce flash in his eyes, and the evil cold qi around his body was even more surging, and the dark wings on his back suddenly flashed towards Wang Mo.

Its speed and cultivation are profound, and it has surpassed most of the Avatar Cultivators, and the other two companions shook their heads and smiled bitterly, but they were unorganized.

In their opinion, the other party is just a mid-stage cultivator, and if he kills him, he will kill him, and he is nothing in the barren mountains.

Rumble!

But what made the eyes of the two shrink was that the figure in Tsing Yi turned around and punched, blocking the attack of his companion, in case of an accident, his body turned around, and he went up together.

"Good boy, a little strength!

The person who took the lead was obviously a murderer, and with a smile on his face, he waved his trick with one hand, and saw a flash of silver-gray light and mist.

Roar!

The furious roar rose into the sky, and the silver-gray air flow rolled wildly, turning into a monster with pale silver scales all over its body, like an upright lizard.

"Swallow him!"

The man coldly pointed at the man in Tsing Yi, and in the chilling eyes of the so-called Yin Dragon Devil, the bloodthirsty killing intent flashed, and he flew out at an incredible speed.

"Xenomorphs?"

The people in Tsing Yi naturally came to find Wang Mo of Ling Feifei, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned and swept over the Yin Dragon Devil who pounced, although its speed was indeed extremely fast, but for Wang Mo, it was not undetectable.

Shaking the little finger of his right hand slightly, the golden blood brilliance flashed faintly, and a more tyrannical aura rose to the sky, so shocked that the faces of the two people in front of him changed greatly, and they wanted to retreat, but they were already half a step too late.

Roar!

The tyrannical roar swept in all directions, and the nine majestic blood shadows seemed to be ancient beasts, instantly spewing out countless blood flames, turning into a huge mouth that swallowed the sky, and directly swallowed the monk and the Yin Dragon Devil who had turned from a bad face to a frightened one.

The other party was a Great Perfection Cultivator of the Transformation God, but in the face of this Nine Ghosts who could even be trapped by a sixth-order demon beast, it was really nothing, and he instantly fell into a desperate struggle.

As for the Yin Dragon Devil, in an instant, he didn't even have the power to resist, and he was burned by most of the Nine Yin Blood Flames, and the bloody clothes hidden in it were swallowed in one bite.

"Daoyou, stop, I'm waiting for the disciples of the Dragon Spirit Sect to sit down, today's matter is whether I'm waiting for it, and I hope that Daoist friends will raise their noble hands!"

The two who came to the front were also caught by the violent suction, but not as deep as the former, watching their companions' breath continue to weaken, and constantly let out a terrible roar, desperately burst out of mana resistance, and begged for mercy.

Wang Mo was unmoved, the other party had murderous intent for no reason, and if he replaced any ordinary god cultivator, I am afraid that he who has already died will not be able to die again.

Looking at the other party's breath, it is obviously a demonic Dao technique of cultivation, and if it falls into the hands of the other party, it must be better than death, for such people, Wang Mo has always been the other party to provoke himself, and there is absolutely no reason to let it go.

As for the Dragon Spirit Sect in the other party's words, Wang Mo was moved, since the nine ghosts were exposed, he had no reason to let the other party go, but the word dragon in the Phantom Dragon Sect aroused his interest.

On that Yin Dragon Devil of the late fifth order, there was a faint aura of Jiaolong, which was obviously refined by extracting some kind of demon beast soul consciousness containing the blood of Jiaolong.

Yes!

In the scream, the person who took the lead followed in the footsteps of the Yin Dragon Devil, and the other two people's faces changed greatly, and the nurse glanced at it, and did not hesitate to burst out of his strongest spell, but Wang Mo no longer gave them a chance.

Since he chose to make a move, he categorically would not leave a living mouth, and since he has practiced, Wang Mo's heart has changed a lot.

With a shake of his hand, he sacrificed the Five Elements Sword, turned into a surging stegosaurus, and jumped into the air and slashed downward, forcing the other party to fall into the mouth of the Nine Ghosts Devouring the Heavens.

"Ah, I'm fighting with you!"

The mana in the body was rapidly consumed, and the two of them were pale, frantically burning the mana in their bodies, and in the face of the crisis of life and death, they had already burst out with twelve percent of their strength.

But these still can't make them shake the power of the nine ghosts together, not to mention, there is also Wang Mo, a monster whose strength is above them, constantly disrupting its spells.

Even if the two summoned a few fifth-order demon beasts, and even the other two xenomorph ghosts, it still didn't help.

In just a short cup of tea, the three great gods and great perfection powerhouses, and the fifth-order demons and demons were several heads, and they successively turned into nine ghosts to cultivate as nourishment for growth.

"Isn't it possible for them to be in there?"

Putting away the nine ghosts, Wang Mo glanced at the distance, feeling the faint aura of rushing towards this place, his slightly furrowed figure flickered, and he lost his breath and disappeared in place.

A quarter of an hour later, eight different rays of light came, led by an old man with a pale face.

"Who the hell is it that actually killed the three major disciples of my Dragon Spirit Sect in a short period of time?"

Carefully swept around, the old man's face was even more gloomy, and faintly, an extremely strong coercion flashed.

"This aura seems to be a Yin Soul Ghost Thing, but there are so many of them, it's rare, could it be that the Xuanling Sect and the Netherspirit Sect can't join forces?"

Another middle-aged monk had a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Impossible, most of the Xuanling Sect and the Soul Sect are in the Nirvana Immortal Cave, waiting for the Nirvana Soul Fruit to ripen, just like us, we have left a few people outside to guard, it is impossible to have such strength!"

The old man shook his head slightly, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, "No matter who it is, since you dare to make a move against my Dragon Spirit Sect disciple, it is our mortal enemy, this matter cannot be publicized, maybe there will be unexpected results in this Nirvana Soul Fruit competition!"

Without waiting for the rest of the people to speak, he turned around and returned the same way, and the rest of the people couldn't do it, and chased after him with doubts.

......

Sou!

A faint light flashed, Wang Mo's figure gradually became clear, looking at a few figures dozens of miles away, and nodded slightly.

With his eyesight, he naturally recognized that among them were Ling Feifei and Yun Qingfeng.

"Who?"

At the moment when he spied on, an old shout suddenly came, and he saw that under the few figures in the distance, more than a dozen figures suddenly rushed out, rushing towards this place.

"Such a strong divine consciousness cultivation, it is definitely the peak of the god transformation, extremely close to the strong person of the Nirvana Spirit Realm, and even the divine sense cultivation is no longer weaker than the strong person of the Nirvana Spirit Realm!"

Wang Mo's pupils shrank, feeling that he was locked by a powerful divine sense, and his body flickered towards the other party.

The other party and Yun Qingfeng and his party should be the people of their sect, and they said that nearly twenty people from the Xuanling Sect had entered the Nirvana Soul Barren Ridge, except for a few who he had avoided before, they had obviously all gathered here.

In more than a dozen breaths, the two sides had already come into contact with each other, but those Xuanling Sect disciples all surrounded Wang Mo in the middle with unkind faces, and if they didn't agree with each other, they would take it down.

But more of them are doubts, all of them are cultivators of the Great Perfection of Transformation of Gods, and a few others are outside to investigate, but they are broken into by a person who is not in the middle stage of Transformation of Gods, which is really a bit unreasonable.

"Haha, it turned out to be Brother Liu!"

Without waiting for everyone to launch an offensive, Yun Qingfeng had already noticed Wang Mo, and Ling Feifei, who was alias 'Feiling Shuang' on his side, also saluted Wang Mo Yingying with a smile, but she snuggled tightly to Yun Qingfeng's side.

"Yun Daoyou, Chu Daoyou!"

Wang Mo smiled in return, and his eyes fell on Ling Feifei, "Thank you Brother Yun for taking care of Senior Sister Ling Shuang in the past few years!"

Hearing this, Ling Feifei glanced at Yun Qingfeng with a slightly red face, and her eyes were a little evasive.

"What Brother Wang said, I hit it off with the two of you at first sight, and you are my sister's friends, this is nothing!"

Yun Qingfeng pretended to be displeased, but his words revealed a sense of closeness, for Wang Mo, he attached great importance to him, especially in this Nirvana Desert Ridge, with the help of such a strong man, everything had a few more chances of success.

What shocked him even more was that he had already noticed that in just a few years, Wang Moxiu had broken through to the middle stage of the incarnation.

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