Chapter 287: Who the hell is it

Soon after, there were strange fluctuations in the Refining Sect, as if spatial fluctuations, and then seven or eight streams of light flew into their respective peaks, and then they quieted down again.

Some discerning people knew that it was the fluctuation generated when the spatial teleportation array was opened, but they didn't know what happened, and it actually caused the sect to dispatch the Yuan Infant Sage, and it also used a huge amount of teleportation array.

Far away in the tall hall on the cliff of a wide canyon, a strong wave suddenly came out, and then a light gate flashed, and four men with gloomy faces walked out of it.

Without a word, the four of them appeared outside the main hall in a flash, where there was a bottomless cliff, and a cold wind howled out of the endless dark pit.

This is the entrance to the Langya Secret Realm in Tianhuo Prefecture, and the more than ten monks who had already been awakened by this fluctuation on the side of the cliff looked at the main hall with surprise in their eyes, and when they saw the four people who appeared, they immediately showed surprise.

When Li Yutian and the three of them saw these four people, they couldn't help but step forward and ask, "Fifth brother, three senior brothers, why are you here?"

When Tong Yansu saw the visitor, he chuckled in his heart, and felt a little bad in his heart, but thinking about what he had done, it was not a big deal, so he was relieved.

The man who was called the fifth brother glanced at everyone with a cold look in his eyes, did not speak, and waved his hand to break out the Daodao prohibition, blocking the surroundings, obviously not wanting outsiders to hear.

The people outside only saw the lips of the seven people of the Refining Weapon Sect moving, their faces were solemn, sometimes surprised, sometimes angry, sometimes gloomy, sometimes fierce, and they talked for half an hour before the man known as the fifth brother removed the ban.

The group of seven people did not greet the rest of the people, and went to the side by themselves, and the seven people lined up and sat on the cliff.

Although the expressions of the seven people were all extremely gloomy, Tong Yansu, the new Yuan Infant Sage of the Refining Weapon Sect, was a little dodgy from time to time, and he didn't know what he thought.

This is the place where the Langya Continent fell back then, and from time to time there will be strange spatial fluctuations, which will be helpful for a group of Yuanying monks to comprehend the secret method, so they have not been idle for many years.

Seeing their gloomy faces, everyone thought about it, and no one would touch this mold, they all returned to their own places and continued to cultivate, and some people exchanged each other's cultivation experience, but among the Yuanying monks, it was rare for so many people to gather.

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And above the Tianfeng Continent, at the junction of Tianhuo Prefecture, Tianfeng Prefecture, and Tianyun Prefecture, an inconspicuous cultivation realm called the Great Xia Empire on one side, and above its imperial capital, Xia Jing, a huge coercion is rising.

The anger could be felt by anyone in the imperial capital, and many vendors began to close their stalls and return home.

There was a very large courtyard in the west of the city, and the inside was magnificent, but many of the servants and monks were looking behind them tremblingly at this time, and none of them dared to speak loudly.

Under the rockery, in the hidden cave, there is a burly middle-aged man, with a calm momentum, and there is a faint red flame streamer around him, who is a Jiedan Grandmaster.

On the stone wall behind him, there are four tablets, two of which are written with his beloved wife Li Qingya and Chen Qiaoqian, and two tablets below are written with his beloved son Li Fengyu and Li Fengyun.

If Wang Mo was here, he would definitely recognize that this person was Li Batian, the master of the Casting Hall who had been killed by him back then, and after more than 20 years, he had already entered the realm of knotting.

It's just that his expression at this time was extremely excited, and his breath gushed out without reservation, and he was looking at a broken jade slip in his palm with a hideous face, seeing that its color was a soul jade slip.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Li Batian's eyes were bloodshot, two lines of red blood and tears rolled down, and he shouted fiercely: "Who is it, even my last son?"

More than 20 years ago, his two sons died tragically, and his wife Chen Qiaoqian died depressed.

But I don't want to, more than 20 years later, even the only son, the son who grew up without him, the son who didn't even know what he looked like, died.

"Kill you, I must kill you!" A figure flashed in Li Batian's mind, it was a man covered in blood, but he never gave in.

The sound reverberated in the secret room, and it looked terrifying in the reflection of red light and shadow as it kept turning.

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"Do it!" Ye Yuchen snorted lightly, and with a wave of the talisman seal that had already been prepared in his hand with one hand, he saw that the dark green jade talisman exploded with a bang, turning into a huge pitch-black Teng Liu in mid-air, and frantically swept towards Wang Mo, who was chasing and killing a monk.

At this time, Wang Mo was covered in blood, and the evil qi that was still gray had completely turned into blood, and with his own strength, he killed dozens of monks alive.

The fierce and ferocious way of fighting was terrifying, and the eyes that were originally pitch black had been completely covered by two balls of blood-colored brilliance, and they were grabbing a monk and pinching his skull, and blood spurted out, reflecting him extremely hideous.

Before he could make a move, countless thick vines instantly reached his body, wrapped his limbs, and tore them fiercely towards the surroundings.

"Roar!"

Suddenly restrained, Wang Mo let out a roar that was not like a human voice, his limbs tensed violently, and there were a few creaks, but the vines were not freed.

Wang Mo fought several times, if it weren't for the resentment eroding his divine sense, making him tired, I am afraid that he would have been exhausted, where would he be able to break free at this time.

At this time, the four of Ye Yuchen below gathered momentum, and all kinds of spells and spiritual weapons flew towards him, obviously wanting to kill him.

The blue and green spirit sword, the jasper slashing knife, the red spirit spear, and the yellow dagger, the four top spirit weapons shone brightly, and they slashed down at Wang Mo mercilessly.

Xu felt that danger was coming, Wang Mo suddenly rose up with a five-colored brilliance around his body, only to hear a few muffled sounds, the seemingly sturdy vines were broken by him, but more vines followed, making him unable to break free for a while.

"Boom!"

A loud bang pierced the sky, and Wang Mo was instantly submerged in it, and the air fluctuated violently and spread out in all directions.

Ye Yuchen's faces were solemn, they had witnessed Wang Mo kill dozens of late foundation building and even Fake Dan monks before, even if they were the four of them, they couldn't do this.

His hands danced rapidly, and various runes kept shooting into the light group, instantly detonating the light group again, and the rumbling sound continued to be transmitted for more than ten miles.

But where did the monks who had escaped from this place have the courage to come back to investigate, and the blood-colored figure had already killed them.

It took a long time for the four of them to stop moving in their hands, but they didn't dare to be careless, still staring at the light that gradually began to annihilate, they couldn't be sure whether Wang Mo was killed by them.

It's just that Wang Mo was too strong before, and the terrifying power is obviously a body refining cultivator, and the vitality of this type of person is much stronger than that of ordinary monks.

"Roar!"

I saw that the light cluster that was shrinking and gradually fading inside, surging outward, and a loud roar came out, and a blood-colored figure suddenly jumped out from inside, and there seemed to be a flash of five-colored brilliance in the faint way, it was Wang Mo undoubtedly.

Seeing this figure appear, Ye Yuchen's faces were awe-inspiring, and all kinds of spiritual weapons struck away again, wanting to kill them on the spot.

At this time, Wang Mo's body could be seen everywhere with scars, blood dripping, and even bone stubble was exposed in many places, and a trace of hideousness flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

Facing the four major monks, Wang Mo was like a beast, his body spread, and he met it fearlessly, but his speed at this time was obviously not as fast as before.

With one hand, he shattered one of the spells and resisted several attacks, but he was also slashed in the shoulder by one of the spirit swords, but Wang Mo felt no pain, and roared and slammed into the four of them.

Ye Yuchen, as top geniuses, naturally saw the situation of the other party's enchantment, glanced at each other, chose to fight with a tacit understanding, and made up their minds to consume Wang Mosheng here.

In the face of the demon entrant who has lost his mind, as long as he protects himself, with the strength of the four of them, it is enough to drag it down, and finally let his strength exhaust his heart fire to burn himself, he can easily obtain the treasure.

Although they were surprised by the changes that appeared in Wang Mo's body, the four of them waited for work, and the other party was obviously seriously injured, if they still couldn't take it, then decades of cultivation would be cultivated to the dog.

"Roar!"

Wang Mo's figure stretched out and rushed towards Ye Yuchen, and his body shook with bursts of blood.

But Ye Yuchen didn't confront it head-on, the blue and cyan vitality around his body flashed, and he dodged to the side, his body was extremely elegant, and he looked extremely free.

The other three took the time to sacrifice the spirit weapon and struck at Wang Mo's back, and more than a dozen streamers flew out, like a sharp blade.

"Boom!"

Before he could dodge, Wang Mo's back was hit instantly, and his body staggered and smashed a boulder, but then he roared again and threw himself at one of them again.

But the four of them still concocted the same method, attacking and dragging Wang Mo here, slowly consuming his strength.

After entering the demon, Wang Mo roared again and again, attacking the four people, but it was difficult to hurt the other party, and as time passed, the five-colored brilliance on his body became more and more, and the bloody aura also decreased.

After half an hour of fighting, Wang Mo's figure finally slowed down significantly, but the five-colored brilliance of his body completely annihilated the bloody qi.

Seeing this situation, Ye Yuchen's eyes flashed with joy, they knew that Wang Mo was about to lose his power, and as long as the other party died, they could easily get the treasure in their hands.

Thinking of the importance of Xuanling refining divine grass, the corners of the four people's mouths couldn't help but turn up, but they didn't realize that as the blood evil qi gradually wore away, Wang Mo, who was wrapped in five-colored brilliance, flashed clarity and coldness from time to time between his eyes opening and closing.