Those Jiedan monks, all of whom were disciples of these five people, did not dare to make a move when they heard this, and retreated to the side to wait.

For those monks who are just poisoned, these antidotes are naturally poisoned to the poison, but the five Yuanying monks were banned by Zhang and Li alone.

This is also for the sake of safety, the two of them deliberately did so, after all, it is extremely difficult for the Yuanying Monk to be caused by the same level of monks, and the special poison was given to the two by Li Batian.

"Offended!"

Seeing Guan Yongshan retreat from the disciples, Wang Mo clasped his fists with both hands and saluted, and then pinched his hands and said.

"Fellow Daoists, even if they do!"

Guan Yongshan's slightly aged cheeks showed a dignified look.

The rest of the people also stepped aside a little nervously, they knew very well what kind of prohibition they were subjected to, and what simple means could be used to restrain their cultivation?

Airplanes!

I saw Wang Mo's hands dancing rapidly, assuming a strange pose, and then pressing down Guan Yongshan Tianling, who was already sitting cross-legged and in a correct posture.

If it weren't for the previous exchanges between the two sides, outsiders would probably think that this powerful trick was to kill Guan Yongshan.

"Up!"

Wang Mo's eyes flashed, his right hand grabbed at his heavenly spirit, his mouth burst out, and his left hand rushed at his dantian like lightning.

This Guan Yongshan is also a bachelor, whether it is Tianling or Dantian, let alone a monk, even if he is a mortal, it is also an extremely important fatal point, looking at his defenseless appearance, it seems to be a pair of letting Wang Mo swing.

Or, even if he wanted to, he couldn't do anything about it.

Snort!

As Wang Mo's palm fell, he saw Guan Yongshan Heavenly Spirit and Dantian sneering, and in the crackling sound of subtle golden arcs, black-red mist began to appear.

When these mist suddenly appeared, a cold aura appeared, and then it was violently annihilated by the golden arc.

Seeing this, the four Yuanying monks around them noticed the fluctuation of the golden arc, and their eyes moved slightly, looking at Wang Mo, who was concentrating on casting spells, revealing a look of thought.

Originally, they heard that Wang Mo introduced himself, and they were a little unsure who had such a cultivation, and they killed two mid-Yuan Infant monks in a row, but at this time, they noticed the golden arc, and immediately thought about it.

Among the four of them, a slightly old middle-aged monk looked at Wang Mo's gaze, full of fear, and didn't even dare to look at Wang Mo's figure, his head slightly tilted aside, for fear that Wang Mo would notice him.

This person is none other than Tong Yansu, who forced Wang Mo to apprentice and wanted to refine it into a robot.

It's just that Tong Yansu, who was extremely worried, didn't see that among the children behind him, a young monk about thirty years old, looked at Wang Mo's eyes full of hope and resentment, and his eyes full of complicated eyes fell on Tong Yansu's body, but they turned into a slightly evasive resentment.

Woooo

Just when the onlookers were nervously paying attention, a slight sound of gold and iron touching sounded, and then they saw twelve black-red rays of light suddenly appear from Guan Yongshan's heavenly spirit place, and fell into Wang Mo's right hand in a flash.

Looking at its dantian again, it is also like its heavenly spirit, and suddenly there is a red mang, but this time it is more than doubled.

"Humph!"

Guan Yongshan snorted, his face was flushed, a touch of pain crossed his eyes, but there was a trace of excitement, and the sweat droplets of beans kept slipping down.

Everyone looked at it intently, only to see that half of the red mangs were stuck in its dantian, and it was a dark red point, revealing a strange and evil aura.

"Fellow Daoists, hold on!"

Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, swept over the half-drawn red mang, and said in a deep voice.

"No problem!"

Guan Yongshan clenched his teeth, and the aura above his head suddenly shone brightly, as if there was some relief.

"Hurry!"

Wang Mo bowed his head slightly, his mouth sighed, his left hand curled slightly, and with a crackling sound, the dark red needle that was only half exposed was pulled out in a flash.

"Poof!"

At the moment when the thin needle was taken out, a red glow suddenly appeared on Guan Yongshan's cheeks, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a black blood arrow, but the aura around his body suddenly soared, as thick as a mountain.

"Hahaha, thank you for your help, but in the future, if you are sent, Guan will definitely do your best to help!"

Guan Yongshan's face was happy, he stood up excitedly, and bowed to Wang Mo with a loud laugh.

"Daoist friends are polite, and let me take out the forbidden god needle for a few Daoists, and I'll talk about it later!"

Wang Mo flipped his wrist, took out a jade box, and then pinched the trick with one hand and made a few prohibitions to imprison the dark red needles into the jade box one by one and put them away, and then bowed his head slightly.

"Okay, the old man has just gotten out of trouble, recover one or two first!"

Guan Yongshan glanced at the rest of the people, then walked aside, and then said: "When you fellow Daoists get out of trouble, we will wait for the wine to talk!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

The three Yuanying monks were all full of joy, but Tong Yansu's face was a little worried, and he looked anxious and didn't know what to do.

Wang Mo was not too troublesome, and according to the forbidden method obtained from the souls of the two people, he lifted the ban for the three of them one by one.

The monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant period were all made by thirty-six forbidden god needles, and this kind of forbidden god needle was only a medium-grade magic weapon, such as the one that Wang Mo inadvertently obtained in the Gurung Mountains back then.

It's just that the horror of this forbidden divine needle is that it can hurt people's divine consciousness, and there is a toxin in it that can destroy spiritual consciousness.

This is a poisonous treasure specifically aimed at the foundation of the monk, and it is extremely cold.

Twelve roots seal the sea of heavenly spirit consciousness, cut off the monk's use of mana, twenty-four seal the dantian yuanying, cut off the back way to abandon the body and escape, when you want to torture the other party, as long as you launch the formation on it, you can make a monk die and live painfully because of the destruction of divine consciousness, but he is powerless to get rid of it.

Guan Yongshan, as a mid-Yuan Infant monk, used thirty-six roots, and another mid-Yuan Infant Sage did the same, three early Yuan Infant monks, but they used half of it, each with eighteen forbidden divine needles.

In other words, if you want to imprison a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, you need seventy-two forbidden divine needles.

If there are enough and the divine sense is strong enough, it is completely a big killing weapon, and it is also a good treasure for Wang Mo.

What's more, among the storage rings of Zhang and Li, there are quite a few, which are enough to form a set.

"Wang ...... Wang Daoyou......"

When Wang Mo came to the last person, that is, Tong Yansu, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, smiled worriedly, and carefully shrunk his neck and took a few steps back.

Poof!

It's just that when he retreated, the young man about thirty years old behind him took a few steps forward, knelt down in front of Wang Mo with a pop, his eyes were full of determination, and he kowtowed: "I still hope that the predecessors will kill this person, what this old thief has done is really heinous, and he has to take refuge in two thieves just now!"

"Liu Zhengfeng, what are you doing? The old man treats your Liu family well, you brute!"

Seeing the young man, Tong Yansu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted with a hint of fear on his face.

Seeing that he pointed at Liu Zhengfeng trembling all over, if it weren't for his cultivation, I am afraid that he would have already killed this person.

But Wang Mo didn't stop it, and looked at it with interest.

Not far behind him, since Tong Yansu appeared, his eyes have never left the cold smoke on his body, and at this time, his beautiful eyes were already full of cold, and his delicate body trembled slightly a few times, and slowly stepped forward.

Yang Shan'er is a little unclear, but she has been with Hanyan for decades and has an excellent relationship, so she naturally walks side by side with her.

"Treat my Liu family well?"

Liu Zhengfeng suddenly turned his head, showing a hint of ridicule on his face, and sneered: "Secretly get rid of my father, refine my second uncle into a robot, and all the assets of the clan will be occupied by your Tong family, this is how to treat my Liu family well?"

"You...... For so many years, the old man has worked hard to cultivate you, doesn't he treat you well?"

Tong Yansu's face froze, and his eyes rolled and he said with a fierce voice.

"Hmph, painstakingly cultivating me?"

Liu Zhengfeng ignored Tong Yansu's shouting, lowered his head and said in a low voice, then suddenly raised his head, looked at Tong Yansu with a look of resentment on his face and said, "Don't you just want to refine me into a robot after I have achieved cultivation?

"You...... How do you possibly know?"

Tong Yansu was suddenly startled, with an unbelievable look on his face, he took a few steps back and pointed at him.

"If people don't know, you can't do it unless you don't do it! You can't dream that Zhixuan told me everything before she died, right?"

Liu Zhengfeng said with a hint of mockery on his face.

"Zhixuan?"

Tong Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly, and he scolded viciously: "This evil obstacle inside and outside, I should have killed her with one slap!"

"Senior, do you remember Tong Zhixuan back then?"

Liu Zhengfeng glanced at him with sarcastic eyes, and then turned his head to look at Wang Modao.

"It's this person's granddaughter, right?"

Wang Mo showed a trace of memory on his face, and bowed slightly.

"Hey, hey, Tong Yansu is not worthy of being an elder at all, what he does is simply a beast ......"

Liu Zhengfeng smiled, but his face was sad, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Shut up, Zhixuan is the daughter of my Tong family, the granddaughter of the old husband, for the prosperity of the family, she should do her due responsibility!"

Before he finished speaking, Tong Yansu looked uneasy, but still shouted calmly.

"Responsibility? Responsibility is to be robbed of the true yin by your old dog, to break the foundation, to live and die?"

Liu Zhengfeng suddenly turned his head, his eyes were red and he stared at Tong Yan Sudao.

"What?"

His words fell, and there was a gasp around him, full of disbelief, and there was more disdain in his eyes when he looked at Tong Yansu.

As we all know, it is a terrible thing for a woman to be robbed of her true yin, especially for a nun.

In the cultivation world, the true yin is taken away, which means that the foundation is damaged, the light ones cannot be saved, and the longevity cannot be increased, and in the end, they have to let the red face grow old.

The heavier ones will die directly and turn into pink skeletons!

In the cultivation world, women's true yin, except for a few rare secret techniques that can extradite true yin out of the body, the rest are all captured through ** marriage.

With Tong Yansu's status at that time, it was completely impossible to obtain that precious secret technique.

In other words, in order to make a breakthrough in his own cultivation, he actually did such an indecent thing to his granddaughter!