Immortality: My Spell Upgrades Infinitely

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If Heisha wants to take charge of Fengxian Town, he must clean up the Heijia Army.

Now it seems that he has already done it, and it will not be difficult if he thinks about it. After all, the cultivation level of the Zongfa Immortal Master is so high that it is difficult for anyone to fight against him.

"It's none of my business anyway."

Lu Chen was not in a hurry to meet Fang Hong, stayed in an inn, took out the small underworld, stepped into it, then waved his hand and released the Yanyang Armor, which is Yuan Qingshan's blood refining magic weapon , it would be a long night and dreamy, it is better to refine it as soon as possible.

Pour out the dirty blood.

Lu Chen sat down, spiritual energy surged out of his body, and after a while, he opened his eyes again, shaking his head helplessly. After all, this is something that belongs to the owner, and the imprint left by Yuan Qingshan is very difficult to get rid of, and it was not done overnight.

but.

He is not helpless.

"Yaoyao, come to wish brother a helping hand."

"Uh-huh!"

Meng Yao, who was playing with Hu Niu in the distance, nodded, touched Hu Niu's head, and said:

"Niuniu, be good yourself, Yaoyao go help brother."

"Aww~"

Meng Yao flew back and landed on Lu Chen's shoulder.

The small hand tore off a wish coin hanging from the neck, and began to perform the wish. As the wish coins were consumed, the progress accelerated rapidly. After more than half an hour, a pool of blood was finally forced out of the Yanyang armor , completely cleared the imprint left by Yuan Qingshan.

And without stopping.

While smearing Yanyang armor with his own blood, he refined it with spiritual energy.

After half an hour passed, all the prayer coins were consumed, Lu Chen let out a sigh of relief, and finally opened his eyes.

"brush!"

The Yanyang armor suddenly disintegrated and turned into pieces of armor, which instantly merged into Lu Chen's body and flowed back and forth along the blood. Lu Chen stood up, and with a thought, the Yanyang armor in the blood instantly reorganized and emerged. on the body surface.

immediately.

A sense of security enveloped the body and mind.

"Bang bang!"

"Good! Great!"

Lu Chen tapped the thick armor on his body and was very happy. He has always lacked a defensive spell. Now that he has this Yanyang armor to protect him, it is difficult for even an ordinary magician to hurt him.

and.

This Yanyang Armor can not only be activated by spiritual energy, but also consume Xueye to reveal its power. It is amazing, and it is indeed a second-order blood refining magic weapon!

"Fit together!"

"Tread empty!"

"Contempt the law!"

"strong!"

"Red Flame!"

Lu Chen was dressed in a dark red body armor, and stepped into the void, as if walking on flat ground, constantly displaying various rune abilities.

Handy.

Overjoyed.

"very nice!"

Lu Chen grinned, and as soon as he thought about it, his stomach was sucked into his body.

This Yanyang Armor can only be used as a trump card, and it is not suitable to show it in front of outsiders. After all, Yuan Qingshan is not dead yet, if he knows that Lu Chen has snatched his Yanyang Armor, he will definitely not die.

After refining the Yanyang Armor, Lu Chen didn't rush out, and took out a jade box with his hands.

Open the jade box.

I saw a finger-sized fire bird inside, with a brocade crown on its head and red feathers, it was extremely beautiful, and it was not ordinary at first sight. The fire bird spread its wings and flew up from the jade box. into the belly.

Sit down cross-legged.

Slowly refining.

On this day, Lu Chen refined the spiritual substance of fire, and the two spiritual roots transformed into three spiritual roots!

 …

As the sun was setting, in Zhuanlu Hall, Fang Hong was drinking mulled wine in a small courtyard. He was dressed in rough clothes and had a frowning face. Suddenly, he heard a noise coming from outside. He frowned, put down his wine glass, and came to the gate of the courtyard. Before, he asked the two soldiers guarding the gate:

"What happened?"

"Go back to the town lord, it's the people from the punishment hall who are looking for fugitives."

"A fugitive?"

Fang Hong's eyes flickered, he patted the other person's shoulder as if nothing had happened, and forced a smile:

"Little brother, do you want to search here too?"

"The villain doesn't know."

"Oh, good work."

Fang Hong walked back worriedly, his eyes widened, and he saw that there was an extra person at the table, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly lowered his voice and said:

"You... why are you here?"

Lu Chen flipped his hand and took out the first-grade spirit wine Baihua Niang, poured three cups in a row, put it away carefully, drank one cup by himself, and handed the other cup to Meng Yao who was on his shoulder, watching Meng Yao narrow her bright eyes and sip it Spirit wine, he said with a smile:

"Pick you back."

"go back?"

Fang Hong shook his head quickly, and said seriously:

"I can't go back. Once I go back, my precious girl will suffer."

"It's not like it used to be."

Lu Chen couldn't help laughing, and briefly told what happened in the past few days. Fang Hong was dumbfounded and said in surprise:

"Jun Wuji is dead?"

"Ok!"

"Fengxian Town has been recovered?"

"Ok!"

"Red Sha is dead?"

"Ok!"

"Heisha wants to take over?"

"Ok!"

It took Fang Hong a while to calm down. He drank the spirit wine in his glass in one gulp, and shouted:

"Good wine!"

As he said, he pulled up Lu Chen's sleeves and walked towards the room, whispering:

"Go, boy Lu, I'll take you to meet someone."

"Who is it?"

"You'll know when you see it."

"Squeak~"

The door was pushed open, Lu Chen and Fang Hong stepped into the room, and saw a person lying on the bed with his eyes closed, motionless, a black cloth covering his cheek, and his eyes were vaguely familiar.

Lu Chen stepped forward, stretched out his hand to tear off the black cloth, and said in surprise:

"This...Jun Wuji?"

"no!"

Fang Hong shook his head and explained: "It's just that they look similar. When I was eating in the morning, I heard some movement. When I came out, I saw this man lying in the yard with serious injuries. When I helped him bandage the wound, I found that the man was close to his body. There is a token hidden, and this confirms the identity, it is the [Embroidered Clothes Lang] of the Dahao Dynasty."

As he spoke, Fang Hong took out a token. This token was extremely small, with a big thumb. On one side was engraved a three-legged golden crow flying with wings spread, and the word "Dahao" was engraved with three characters on one side:

Embroidery man!

"spy?"

"Yes, Embroidered Yilang is similar to a secret agent. Although his identity is not obvious, he has direct persuasion and can be heard by the heavens. Now that China is in turmoil and the wind and rain are precarious, Embroidered Yilang is the emperor's eyes and ears, and his identity is even more important."

"Oh."

Lu Chen understood, he lacked interest.

This embroidered man is probably Jun Wuji's stand-in. If Heisha wants to control the Black Armor Army in a legitimate way, it is best to get the approval of the little emperor. This person has some value to Heisha, so he can talk to the little emperor.

For Lu Chen.

It's really useless.

Maybe he can become the dark hand who will occupy Fengpo City in the future, but Lu Chen is more willing to believe in his own strength. This should be the difference between him and Fang Hong. One still believes in tactics, and the other only relies on strength.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Open the door, open the door!"

There was a hasty knock on the door outside, and Fang Hong panicked:

"Quick, hide people."

"Don't panic!"

Lu Chen took a step forward, waved the embroidered man into the small underworld, and without stopping, he kneaded the formula and said silently:

"Five Ghosts Huntian Method!"

"boom!"

The search soldiers broke into the door, and Lu Chen and Fang Hong had long since disappeared.

"Shut up!"

Moved out of thin air again and again, and after four times, the two had appeared outside Fengpo City. Fang Hong was dumbfounded, and said in a trembling voice:

"This... this is coming out?"

"Ok."

Lu Chen nodded with a smile, and said:

"Old Fang, I'll take you into a secret place, just be patient, you'll be able to return to Fengxian Town in a short time."

Fang Hong said in a daze:

"Oh, good!"

"brush!"

With a wave of Lu Chen's sleeve robe, he took it into the small underworld.

Then, pinching the fingers of the sword and stepping on the mahogany sword, he flew all the way to the north. Soon, he came to the vicinity of the mass grave, and saw a thousand corpses standing in the mass grave from a distance. The corpse came out again, and it was almost finished growing, with only one leg still stuck in the pit.

The wound that was originally cut by Lu Chen has completely healed. The whole body is a hundred meters high and consists of headless corpses, with countless flying heads flying around.

Ferocious and terrifying.

Appalling.

"Once!"

With the sound of a sword, the mahogany sword under his feet grew, and Lu Chen's sleeve robe waved. Fang Hong walked out of the small underworld, carefully stood on the mahogany sword, and looked into the distance, his face changed greatly:

"This... is this weird?"

"right!"

Lu Chen nodded and explained:

"In order to win over the hearts of the army, the Black and Red Shuangsha ordered to kill more than ten thousand Fengjia soldiers. Almost overnight, this thing was formed. Its strength is as high as the third level, and it also killed Hongsha."

"Third order..."

Fang Hong's voice trembled, and he said solemnly:

"This thing was formed by chance. The sooner it is removed, the better. When it is fully born, hundreds of thousands of miles around it will become its hunting garden. At that time, these flying heads will hunt around, and their strength will become stronger and stronger. Horror, the danger is getting bigger and bigger, Fengxian Town and Fengpo City will bear the brunt of it, and there will be no more peace."

"so serious?"

"It's even more serious. Do you know why Mozhou is a vast sea?"

"I don't know!"

"It is said that a long time ago, Mozhou was not called Mozhou, but Xihezhou. It was because of a monster named [Immortal Drought], which made a lot of noise. Wherever it went, the land was thousands of miles away , which turned Xihe Prefecture into a vast sea."

"I see."

Suddenly, Lu Chen frowned and said:

"It's not easy to destroy it now. Fengxian Town alone can't do anything about it. In this case, it's best for the entire Yuluan Prefecture to get involved and work together to destroy it."

"That should be the case, but we don't show our identities, so we don't have the ability to contact all parties."

"Isn't there still Heisha?"

"That's right. Fengpo City has something to do with this matter. A river of evil water can't hold back thousands of corpses. Heisha knew about this, so he must have made preparations in advance, and maybe he has already contacted all parties."

"Most likely, let's just wait and see."

"Also."

The two agreed that Lu Chen would stop talking, and as soon as he thought about it, he reached out and grabbed the blood knife hanging upside down, and swung the knife to cut.

"brush!"

The blood-red saber rainbow flew across the sky, and slashed at the thousands of corpses, leaving a terrible wound. Hundreds of flying heads died after that. The first corpse was almost split in half, and countless flying heads screamed in horror.

They sank into a mass grave together and never came out again.

[Jiuxiao Demon Slaying Upgrade Conditions]:

[1]: Four thousand dead souls (924/4000 not achieved!)

 …

Fang Hong next to him was stunned, looking at Lu Chen as if he was looking at another monster, tremblingly said:

"You... what cultivation level are you?"

"Eight levels of Qi training!"

Fang Hong looked dazed, and said in a daze:

"The eighth level of Qi training is so strong?"

"Hey~"

Lu Chen smiled mysteriously, and flew towards Fengxian Town with Fang Hong. Now he can suppress a thousand corpses with his small supernatural power. When the other party is completely born, it will be difficult for him to think about it.

All the way safe and sound.

Not long after, he finally returned to Fengxian Town.

The two landed at the top of the city. Fang Hong was filled with emotion. Looking at the lights of Wanjia, his lips trembled slightly:

"Back again~"

"Father!"

Received a message from Lu Chen, Fang Yuqi came in a hurry in white clothes. The father and daughter met each other, and the relationship was endless. The three of them had dinner at the town lord's mansion, and Lu Chen walked into the boudoir holding a pair of slender hands.

"Yuqi~"

"Lu Lang~"

The four eyes met, the two of them hugged each other tightly, their ears rubbed against their temples, Fang Yuqi's breathing was messy, her pretty face was slightly flushed, Lu Chen's blood spurted, he picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the show couch.

"Yuqi"

"Hmm~"

Clothes fluttered and the red curtains hung down. Fang Yuqi was shy and timid, with warm apricot eyes, and Lu Chen slowly leaned over.

Dry wood and flames.

Close call.

"Ahem~"

"Winter!"

A few coughs sounded outside the door, Fang Hong knocked on the door and called out:

"Boy Lu, have a drink with me!"

"..."

Lu Chen was dejected for a while, and lay down on Fang Yuqi's delicate body. The two looked at each other with wry smiles.

"Maybe next time?"

"Oh~"

Lu Chen sighed mournfully, his big hands were dishonest, which made Fang Yuqi's face flushed with red, and her breathing became short of breath. Lu Chen's index finger moved wildly, and Fang Hong shouted again:

"Boy Lu, come out quickly, the food and drinks are ready."

"It's not as delicious as your daughter..."

Lu Chen complained in his heart, opened his mouth and bit his lips, after a lot of entanglement and reluctance, Lu Chen reluctantly got up.

It's a matter of course.

Disturbed by the old man.

Lu Chen was furious, and wanted to pour the other party down, and then continue the front line, but the old man was very alert, and after only drinking three cups, he ate peanuts. Lu Chen had no choice but to chat awkwardly for half an hour, and got angry The town lord's mansion, flying with the sword all the way to Toad Island.

Walk through the Tibetan mountains.

Through the sea of ​​fog.

Lu Chen fell on Hamo Island~www.readwn.com~ He quietly opened the door of the cave, and saw the red fox Chu Yiyi lying behind the door guarding the door with an alert look on his face.

"Owner?"

"Shh~"

Lu Chen made a gesture, and tiptoed into the cave, all the way to the deepest room, quietly walked through the outer room where the two little girls lived, bypassed the beauty screen, and saw Jiang Hong'e lying sideways on the beautiful couch, her back was graceful, The cover is inch-thin, and there is only a thin brocade quilt covering the body.

Lu Chen felt angry, shook his clothes lightly, put the dusty magic robe on his body into the spiritual aperture, lifted the brocade quilt, and slipped in quietly.

"Ok?"

Jiang Hong'e's delicate body trembled, she woke up, her pretty face was flushed, and she said sadly:

"My friend~~~"

With his chest pressed against his back, Lu Chen hugged Jiang Hong'e tightly, sniffing the beauty's fragrance, and said softly:

"I am back."

"Hmm~~~"

"Miss me?"

"Think~~~"

Jiang Hong'e's voice trembled, and Yingying, the little white fox in her arms, finally sensed something was wrong and woke up. She crawled out of Jiang Hong'e's arms, looked around with big nimble eyes, saw Lu Chen, glared angrily, and said fiercely:

"Big villain, don't bully mom~"

"What do children know?"

Lu Chen rolled his eyes, waved the little guy into the little underworld, and said warmly:

"Hong'e, let's continue."

"Hmm~~~"

"Tonight...you won't go home until you're drunk!"

"Oh~~~"

 …

After a sleepless night, Jiang Hong'e's face was radiant, and Lu Chen's spirit was trembling. The two were lying on the same couch, embracing each other tightly, whispering whispers, talking about all kinds of encounters in the south.

Jiang Hong'e sometimes asked, sometimes exclaimed, and was not satisfied with falling asleep until the sun was high.