Xiuxian is like this

In front of Lu Bei, Zhu Mourong is tyrannical in martial arts and has no room to display it. However, when abusing vegetables, he can be said to be brave enough to join the herd. If Zhu Mu hadn't instructed him to warn him not to go deep alone, he had already passed through Guanzhou and arrived. The border of Qiyan is over.

A group of seven people, in addition to Lu Bei who is also the bait, there are five Void Refining Realm cultivators, Zhao Shiran is also among them.

Head Lu hasn't given up yet, thinking that Elder Zhao should have good combat prowess in addition to the hall and the kitchen.Don't ask her to beat mistress, at least beat her original partner, lest one day she walks at night and is ambushed by another elder on Sanqing Peak, and if she doesn't say anything, she will be gone.

"The ten directions will be destroyed!"

Another pillar of dust rushed up, and the four monks jumped out of the dust. They looked up at the sky with disgruntled faces, and when they saw the leaders Zhu Mour and Lu Bei, they were all terrified.

Two Fusion, five Lianxu, not to mention them, the existing Nine Swords elders can't win even if they come.

Lu Bei looked at the four monks, but he didn't sense the sword intent, but smelled a demonic aura, guessing that these people were demon cultivators secretly cultivated by Qing Gan.

This hole card has been dormant for many years, when it was first seen, Huang Jizong suffered several defeats.

Lu Bei had also seen some characters, Wanzhangtian Cliff, Teng Chongming who was in charge of guarding the trapped dragon formation.All kinds of monsters imprisoned by Qing Gan in Shuizeyuan Prison are the source of blood for this hole card.

It is very likely that there are blood banks hidden in other places in the three caves of the cunning rabbit.

According to the analysis and deduction of Huangji Sect, if you give Qing Gan a hundred courage, he will not dare to risk the disgrace of the world and secretly communicate with the Wan Yao Kingdom. Even if he dares, he will send someone to communicate. .

Laughing to death, crooked melons and cracked dates are also embarrassing to ask for clarification, can you be the dog of Wan Yao Kingdom if you want?

Kneeling can't find a way out.

Therefore, there is only one possible source of the blood bank.

north.

The northern border mentioned here is not the 23 kingdoms, but more north, jumping over Xuanlong all the way to the north, there are many monsters with mixed blood.

Among them, there are many monsters who have turned into human forms.

Still the same sentence, even if Qinggan had a hundred courage, they would not dare to form an alliance with the big monster.

The holy place of the human race is not a display, but if there is any transaction between the Qinggan and the big monster, Wu Zhou does not need to make a small report, and Qi Yan will withdraw his troops on the spot and refuse to recognize this little brother.

The source of the blood bank is either robbed or stolen, there is no third possibility.

Not much to say outside the topic, facing the encirclement, the four young monks had no intention of raising their hands to surrender. Seeing this, Zhu Mour was happy to raise his hand and punch them to death.

Slow down, you are too fast!

Lu Bei sent a voice transmission at the right time, stopped Zhu Mourn, who was not very talkative, and took revenge, and returned the quick words to Zhu Mourn.

The two fought against each other, and five Void Refining Realm players including Zhao Shiran stepped forward, five against four, the advantage was on their own side, it was expected that the Qing Gan should respond when the battle was over.

The battle of skills in the arena began, and the slow motion that Lu Bei saw was changing rapidly in Zhao Shiran's eyes.From transforming spirits to refining emptiness, she has lived in a small black house for a long time, never leaving the door, and her fighting methods are still at the innate level. After a few moves, she is overwhelmed by the monster bird opposite.

Lu Bei: ([-]_[-])

The inexplicable pressure came, and the demon bird felt the oppressive force from the top of the food chain, its body froze, and a hole was poked by the Wen Yuan sword.

The pressure came and went quickly, the demon bird reorganized its trembling thighs, after a few moves, it regained the upper hand, its wings tore through the wind and thunder, and it wanted to tear Zhao Shiran's small world in two.

Lu Bei: ([-]_=)

The pressure came again, and the monster bird screamed, and the momentum of the charge stopped abruptly, and it spun and fell high into the sky.

Zhao Shiran raised his sword and pierced the demon bird's chest with the three extremes of bitterness, then froze the soul and body of the demon bird with the bone-chilling cold air, and finally chopped off a big bird's head with his sword.

The vitality of the Void Refining Realm is strong, the demon bird is immortal for a while, and its headless body flutters into the air.

Lu Bei: (=_=)

slap.

After a cup of tea, the vegetable chicken barely defeated the demon chicken. Zhao Shiran came to Lu Bei's side in embarrassment. The latter patiently guided and pointed out Zhao Shiran's two major weaknesses from the perspective of his own actual combat.

Not that kind of weakness.

Master Lu thought that Elder Zhao was not fast enough and not strong enough, so he encouraged her to breathe more in the future, and her innate breathing method directly pushes the body of an immortal, but holding her breath is disrespectful to cultivating immortals.

That's all, besides, Lu Bei doesn't understand.

Suddenly, multicolored haze floated, and crisp bells echoed over Longkou Valley.

The four Void Refining Realm cultivators who were sweeping the battlefield quickly retreated behind Zhu Mour, feeling tight in their chests and panting, hallucinations appeared in front of their eyes, and they couldn't stop the magic sounds filling their ears while guarding the altar. They regarded Zhu Mour as an enemy and launched an attack suddenly.

Zhu Mourn stayed where he was, allowing the attack to be added to his body, his brawn and iron bones were fearless.

The same is true for Lu Bei's side. Zhao Shiran picked up the Wenyuan sword, slashed it several times, and was directly hit in the heart by Kuming Sanjue.

The effect is average, and its strength is limited compared with scraping.

"open!"

Zhu Mourn let out a low growl, Hong Yin's air burst into colorful haze, and the bombardment bell shattered into pieces.

After the illusion dissipated, a long-haired woman with fluttering sash came out.

The woman is tall and tall, with a face like mutton fat and white jade, with exquisite features and a quite tranquil temperament.

Appearance and temperament are very different, light and armor covering the body, fit the good figure, there are mountains like clusters on the top, two long pink and white legs on the bottom, the belts on both sides flutter like dust and fog, and red rope bells are tied on the white wrists.

At first glance, it looks ethereal and fairy-like, but on closer inspection, it can be seen that it is thrifty in housekeeping, and basically all the fabrics that can be saved are saved.

Not to mention shoes, there is not a single sock, just floating three feet off the ground.

Lu Bei: (=_=)

The less he wears, the higher the defense. He looked carefully for a while, and judged that the woman is a physical trainer, who is extremely good at close combat.

"Crossing Tribulation Period!"

Zhu Mourn is a person who has broken away from high-level tastes. He does not see men and women in his eyes. He ignores the poor family background of women. He raises his hand to Huangjishe's heart seal and hits the opponent's high chest, intending to tear the last few pieces of fabric.

The sound waves roared violently, the space exploded layer by layer, and the billowing ripples set off huge waves. This single blow has the powerful power to turn the world upside down and change the landscape.

The woman smiled faintly, raised her slender hand with a bell tied on it, and drew a circle in front of her seemingly slowly but quickly.

Ripples bloomed on the water wave light curtain, and the berserk attack was submerged in it. Under Lu Bei's unwavering gaze, not even a wave appeared.

boom! ! !

With a loud noise, Zhu Mour flew upside down, like a shooting star, wrapped in a roaring airflow, and fell hundreds of miles away with a bang.

The mountains and forests trembled, the earth turned into water at this moment, and countless dust rose high.

Something!

Seeing that Zhu Mourning was blown away by his own attack, Lu Bei immediately became interested. There were people above, no matter how many levels of cultivation the woman had during the catastrophe period, she had survived the five thunderbolts several times, stepped forward and punched, white light shrouded the front of the fist, and struck hard like a teleportation woman's chest.

The tentacles are neither as thick as mountains, nor as soft as feathers.

Leaping over the water curtain, Lu Bei passed through the woman's body in amazement, and stopped abruptly. The surrounding mountains and rivers were of different colors, and bronze mirrors as high as the sky occupied all directions.

The bright sun was in the sky, the bronze mirror condensed to the sun's flames, and golden fire crows rushed out overwhelmingly, gathering a nine-story fire tower.

Nine pillars rose from the ground, and a golden-red world instantly engulfed Lu Bei's location.

……

One of the two decoys was released, and the other was imprisoned in the formation. The faces of the five Void Refining Realms remained unchanged. Zhao Shiran raised his cuffs, and a mustard seed floated out, zooming into the Taoist temple.

Zhu Xiushi stepped out with a fly whisk in his hand, and looked at the woman with a smile: "Who am I? It turned out to be Senior Sister Ji. Why, Qi Yan is now in charge of Qinggan, who actually moved you, a witch who was struck by lightning, out."

Ji Chen stroked the black silk on his chest, wrapped his hands around his fingertips, showed a little timidity, and said softly and softly: "Junior Sister Zhu is polite, I haven't seen you for many years, your pig is getting greasy, little sister just returned I was thinking, who is this fat and beautiful old woman!"

"You chicken, you must be old and confused. It's also my fault. It was a bit heavy back then."

"Junior Sister Zhu is the one. Elder sister is worried day and night, wondering if your broken spine has healed."

"Hehe, bitch."

"Bitch maid."

After a brief greeting of their friendship in the past, the two women looked at each other like a spring breeze. On a sunny day in August, a blizzard came suddenly.

Zhao Shiran: "..."

It's terrible, she must not become such a woman in the future.

Chapter 477 The Golden Boy and Jade Girl Ascension

In the golden red world, nine copper pillars support the nine-story fire tower.

Countless golden fire crows fluttered their wings, and the furnace burned the heavens and the earth, tormenting all things. Even if the copper tendons and iron bones enter this place, they will be turned into molten iron, and they won't last for a while.

The fire crows collided one after another, like a giant hammer hitting, Lu Bei's teeth shook, and his whole body was numb, and he felt that his soul was trembling along with it.

Qin Fangtian offered the green Taoist robe on his body with both hands. He once said that water and fire are invulnerable, and ten thousand magic is difficult to hurt. It took only half a cup of tea and it was roasted black, and it was burnt and pungent. intolerable.

Bad news, caught in the trap.

Good news, the body of the Immortal Sword was scorched by the heat wave, and the experience soared.

Pain and happiness.

Having grown up from being beaten several times in a row, Lu Bei was accustomed to the method of upgrading the sword cultivator. He came here, and was not in a hurry to find the exit. He lay on the ground and polished the sword body.

After a while, I turned my lower body so that one side would not be mushy and the other side would not be tasty.

Immortal cultivation may not be like this, but sword cultivation is like this. The Immortal Sword Code originated from the Abandonment Sutra. How can an invincible existence talk nonsense, just practice like this, there will be no mistakes.

After another half cup of tea was over, Lu Bei's Immortal Sword Body was upgraded two levels in a row, and the heat of the golden flame reached the upper limit, unable to continue to forge immortality.The fire crow went on and on, unable to cause any damage to him, let alone a stable transfer of experience.

Lu Bei took a deep breath of hot air, exhaled golden flames from his mouth and nose, and looked around intently, the front of his fist surrounded by white light buzzed and trembled.

The body of the sword is upgraded, and the power of vibration carried by it has been improved to a higher level. He does not need to dig hard, as long as the word 'shock' is remembered in his mind, a steady stream of strange power will be generated on his own.

Not like supernatural powers, but better than supernatural powers.

But hearing a sword cry, the violent golden light shattered the nine-story fire tower, and a huge and turbulent air wave burst out, pressing the nine copper pillars to bend.

The flame array collapsed, the space trembled endlessly, and there was an overwhelmed wailing sound.

Space cracks spread out along the golden light vertical and horizontal lines, densely packed, like thunder snakes sprinting all over the sky when lightning strikes.

Lu Bei broke through the big formation with one punch, and the momentum continued, directly bombarding the bronze mirror that was as high as the sky in front of him.

The fist touched the mirror, and time stood still for an instant.

In the next second, the boundless vibrating force suddenly spread out like a wave. With the fist as the center, rippling water waves distorted the metal copper mirror, and a circle of tsunami-like waves swept in all directions, covering the sky and covering the earth, sweeping the sky and the earth.

Under the chain reaction, there was a tsunami on one side of the bronze mirrors, and the other side of the sea was turbulent, stirring up and down the entire space into a mess.

Click!

boom--

White light bloomed, and the huge bronze mirror as high as the sky shattered, and one world fell apart.

……

There are bronze mirrors standing in all directions, refracting halos of white light, which affect the perception and at the same time interfere with the primordial spirit like an illusion.

More than a dozen figures were scattered all over the place to fight, and the two formed a pair, neither too many nor too few. If you look carefully, you will find that the two people fighting in each group are the same from appearance to figure.

Water moon sky mirror.

Ji Chen's magic weapon of dual cultivation of life and life, hidden in the mirror, can be used to develop an independent space, combined with the method of formation, the magic is infinite.

There is also a mirror projection, refracting the opponent, and creating powerful supernatural powers for his own use. Whether it is a one-on-one or a group battle, it has strange and unpredictable powers, which makes Ji Chen occupy a place among the many strong people in the tribulation period.

At this moment, including Zhu Xiushi, the monks on Wu Zhou's side have a clone, and they are fighting with his own projection.

However, although the Shuiyue sky viewing mirror is strong, it is not without restrictions at all. Zhu Mour is the most eye-catching when watching several battlefields, rubbing against his own projection desperately.

Generally, there are no two methods, the projection hits [-]% of the power, and Zhu Mourn can hit [-]%. Based on this, the Shuiyue Sky Viewing Mirror can copy Zhu Mour, but it cannot copy his martial arts talent.

"Ten directions are covered!"

"Ten directions are covered!"

Two explosions sounded at the same time, a terrifying and tyrannical force suddenly erupted, and the projected body shot out like a cannonball. The person was intercepted by Zhu Mour in mid-air, and was torn in two tragically.

Beheading the projection of his own clone, Zhu Mourn fixed his eyes on the mid-air. It doesn't matter if it's easy to kill fake things, and it's no fun to win. I just want to learn Ji Chen's brilliant moves, even if I lose, it can broaden my horizons.

Before he could leave, a distorted light and shadow stepped out of the mirror, and it was him again.

Zhu Mourn secretly thought it was bad luck, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, clenched his arms into fists, and stepped forward.

The newborn projection wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, put one arm under his stomach, and started to strike with both hands, hitting the three seals of the emperor.

In the battlefield, there were Zhu Mourning who pressed down on him and beat him up like this, some who were evenly matched with the projection, and naturally there were also those who were beaten by the projection clone, and were once at a disadvantage and unable to parry.