Xiuxian is like this

The plain was muddy everywhere, the blood-colored sea surged violently, thousands of hectares of waves rose again and again, huge skeletons appeared one after another, and the residual power was so strong that Ji Han was so shocked that he sat on his bone shield, and his flat boat would be swallowed by the waves at any time.

The five-color brilliance freezes in all directions, the black and white swimming fish dissipate the last bit of power, and the white light bombards the black copper umbrella, swallowing the human figure in a second, and reducing the umbrella surface, leaving only the skeleton.

"No, it shouldn't be..."

The voice of doubt faded away and disappeared along with the white light.

Lu Bei soared in mid-air, fell at high speed like a cannonball, waved down a bone shield, and floated towards the everlasting grass on the waves.

Speaking of what Versailles said, other monks may not like to hear it. Because his practice is smooth and smooth, he is extremely confident in his path to immortality. Without the so-called immortality medicine, he can prove the Tao with his aptitude and live forever.

But it's all here, the longevity grass should be picked up or picked up.

Even if he can't use it, there are senior sisters, sisters She, cousins, etc., sisters and brothers during the day, ghosts and babies at night, they are honest with each other, and he can't hide them.

A person lives forever alone, lonely and boring, holding his wife in his arms and playing with his child. Such a long life is called cultivating immortals.

Riding the wind and waves to the front of the Everlasting Grass, Lu Bei squinted his eyes slightly, swung his cross arm to slash, and the white light beam roared out like a dragon, rolling towards the four plants of immortal medicine.

"Hoohoho-"

The black light rose up, and the bare umbrella handle got rid of the mud, and the black smoke was lingering, and he couldn't believe it: "Sky Sword Sect, Lu Bei, how do you know that this seat is still alive?"

There is one thing to say, the person concerned, this opponent is too cautious.

Back then, Ji Han had one-tenth of Lu Bei's, no, one-hundredth of his cautiousness, and he would not easily succeed in a sneak attack.

Because there is no prompt in the personal panel.

Lu Bei gave the answer in his heart, with a sneer on his face: "Our monks are all as cowardly as a mouse. If my suzerain is not cautious in his words and deeds, how can he be at ease until now, old monster in the cloudy sky, you only have a remnant soul left, This suzerain respects you as a senior, and I will give you a decent way to die, you should kill yourself!"

"Hehehe..."

The air vibrated and roared, and a dark face twisted and deformed under the heavy pressure: "I admit that you are lucky and have no shortage of castles, but I have been running this place for 200 years. Do you really think that I can't help you?"

The black umbrella handle collapsed, Zhu Yintian's voice became more and more frenzied, and the light of the primordial spirit gradually disappeared, spreading a formation over the vast sea of ​​blood.

"Junior, you can recognize this formation!!"

The violent pressure stabilized the sea of ​​blood for a moment, and the turbulent blood suddenly calmed down. Lu Bei's body was heavy, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a bang.

The bone shield sank slowly, and the mud and blood flooded both feet.

"Junior, although your strength is strong, your realm is not enough after all. Even if there are plans by the city government, you are not as good as others, after all, you are not as good as others."

The black shadow lingered, and a little spiritual light jumped out of the everlasting grass, and went straight into Lu Bei's body: "It's not so easy to kill me, hand over your body, and I will be the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the future."

Lu Bei's eyes glowed black, his body on the right side couldn't move, he drew out the jasper gourd with his left hand, and said lightly, "Senior, can you recognize this treasure?"

"what?"

"Please turn around baby!"

A ray of light bloomed and entered Lu Bei's forehead. There was only a scream, and the black light dissipated a lot.

"Please turn around baby!"

"Ahhh-"

Lu Bei got the congenital gold essence and couldn't refine it, and the congenital gold essence ignored him. It wasn't until Zhu Qilan made a move, and Baihu's fate was to master the gold, that he tamed the golden essence.

Therefore, strictly speaking, the congenital gold essence is Zhu Qilan's magic weapon, and it is no match for Lu Bei's stalking, so it has been stored in his hands.

The breath of the two is connected, and Lu Bei can also purify the innate gold essence, and he will never be lazy in daily cultivation. It is a magic weapon with great potential and can be upgraded with its master.

"Please baby turn..."

"..."

[You killed Zhu Yintian and gained 6 million experience. After judging that the opponent's level is greater than 6 levels, you will be rewarded with [-] million experience]

With Zhu Yintian's strength, his worth shouldn't be so, and it would be okay to double it again, but he was first severely injured by Ji Han, then dragged away by Han Miaojun and hit Dao Yun, and then beheaded by Lu Bei.

This is the result of Han Miaojun milking Lu Bei.

There are [-] million, which is already a lot.

……

Boom! !

After Zhu Yintian died, the large formation that Lu Bei didn't know suddenly dispersed, the turbulent waves came back again, and the calm plains of the ancient well rose again. The violent gravitational force was ten times stronger than before, no, it was more than a hundred times.

Lu Bei didn't know if this was a means of wishing Yintian to die together, and he didn't have much time to think about it, his body sank into the sea of ​​blood with the bone shield under his feet, struggling to swim upstream, unable to match the power of gravity, and fell towards the deep sea at a high speed.

The body of the Immortal Sword was polluted by mud and blood, and in the blink of an eye, bones could be seen all over the body.

He gritted his teeth, took out the magic weapon, the Kuchan Bell, and hid it in the bell, waiting for the sword body to be upgraded and restored, before making a second attempt.

"Gravity is so violent, it must be affected by the big formation, it won't last long..."

Lu Bei gritted his teeth and comforted himself.

There was a sizzling sound in his ears, seeing that Kuchanzhong was unable to support him and was defeated faster than him, so he had no choice but to take out the Zixiao Pagoda as a substitute.

As one of the three artifacts of Xiongchu, the Zixiao Pagoda is many times stronger than the other artifact, the Xuanzhu Bow. Lu Bei guessed that the two magic weapons are different, and the Xuanzhu Bow can only exert its full power in the hands of the ancient family.

This has nothing to do with him, the treasure that Mo Buxiu picked up with his ability, the master he worshiped with his ability, passed on to him and it is his, Xiongchu wants to get it back, yes, go to Mo Buxiu to reason.

Sure enough, Zixiao Pagoda's defense was far higher than that of Kuchan Bell, and the purple Shenguang turtle shell generally resisted the erosion of sludge. Judging by its posture, it could last at least 5 minutes.

What should I do if after 5 minutes, the remaining prestige of the big formation is still there?

Lu Bei looked solemnly thinking, whenever the Immortal Sword body recovered, he endured the pain and went out to upgrade. After three or five rounds, the sword body soared five levels, reaching Lv9.

But even so, it couldn't stop the evil spirit in the dirty blood.

"I can't go on any longer, or my physical body will be destroyed."

Lu Bei gritted his teeth secretly. He had learned from the sword-killing Dugu. Otherwise, he would soak in the filthy demon blood with chaotic veins for a long time. With reference to Dugu's sarcoma-like swollen body, God knows what he would look like after being polluted.

Tentacle monsters might be welcomed by witches, but his concubines are all decent women, and if he dares to change, they will drive them away.

sizzle-

Finally, Zixiao Pagoda could hardly hold on anymore.

Lu Bei gritted his teeth, thinking about switching to the second incarnation, and using the power of the golden-winged roc to soar up.

But no.

There are many monster clans buried here, and they were all great supernatural powers before they were alive. They didn't escape, and it's hard enough to become a golden-winged roc. I'm afraid they didn't flop twice, and finally turned into a human-like golden-winged roc. Peng becomes thick water.

Just thinking about it, the world suddenly became silent.

The Zixiao Pagoda passed through the invisible barrier and arrived at a dark and dead silence. The corrosion and evil spirit disappeared, and the filth disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by an eternal peace.

Darkness is eternity, and it is also the representative of peace.

Lu Bei tried to leave Zixiao Pagoda, and a sharp pain hit his heart, not corrosion, more like...

disinfect.

"No way, is it brewed into wine?"

Lu Bei bared his teeth and waited for the sword body to recover. After a while, he reached out and brought out a cloud of dark liquid. He frowned and stared at it for a while, then drank it with a bite.

The scorching hot line burned from the throat to the abdomen, causing his facial features to deform. It did taste like wine, but the taste was extremely bad, perfectly avoiding all the beautiful taste buds.

When he was in Xuanlong, he was very repulsed by the wine-making process there, and used the blood of the monster clan to make wine...

Anyway, he is not interested in tasting it personally.

To ask is to quit.

Zixiao Pagoda was still sinking, but without the previous gravitational drag, Lu Bei pondered for a moment, and urged Zixiao Pagoda to sink faster, wanting to see if there was a way out at the bottom of the abyss.

The passage was not found, and two plants of longevity grass were found in a fluorescent place.

The two plants are as tall as one person, and they can't be said to grow gratifyingly, but they are also too old to be pinched, and the best picking time has long passed.

Obviously, these two plants of everlasting grass are fully mature.

Lu Bei took it away with a wave of his hand, cutting the weeds and roots, not even a single beard was spared.

He moved around with the Zixiao Tower on his back, wobbling, and found four mature plants of everlasting grass. While continuing to roam the seabed, a seemingly invisible power came from the front, pulsating and disappearing from time to time. .

Lu Bei's mind was lifted, and he drove the Zixiao Pagoda to move away. If he felt right, the power he felt in the hall before was just this aura.

"Thank you for the gift of nature."

The power and influence propped up the vacuum zone, and Zixiao Pagoda seamlessly inserted needles, and squeezed into it with difficulty.

Lu Bei stepped onto the ground, and what caught his eye was a mass of floating and changing red...

"Blood?"

Chapter 549 Kunpeng

Lu Bei fell into a vacuum, looking at the ball of blood in disbelief, shocked that it had existed for an unknown amount of time, and still had its power lingering.

It is conceivable how its master would have been during his lifetime...

No, it's just a pool of blood, and there is no corpse around, so it cannot be said that the other party has fallen.

Perhaps, this thing can suppress the golden-winged roc.

Lu Bei took a deep breath, but he didn't take in the cool air, and poured the blood into his mouth.

The Demon Derivation Tower absorbs the blood of the nameless great demon and gathers it on the second floor. The blood clot proliferates and swells, quickly builds bones and tendons, and grows flesh and blood...

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Heavenly Demon Realm.

The black sun hung high, and a hazy beam of light shrouded a world.

There are countless living beings in the seventh layer of space, and they all worship the Creator who lives in the great sun.

Today, this extraterrestrial celestial demon lost his temper again for no reason. Countless black long tails swiped, and ten scarlet bloody eyes opened.

The hysterical roar spread infinite terror, and the mighty demonic power was endlessly washed away, making all the demon sons and grandchildren panic, fearing that he would destroy all living beings in a fit of anger.

But soon, the extraterrestrial demon named Lu Nan snorted coldly, knowing that he couldn't do it, he didn't do it, and completely chose to lie flat.

The anger came and went quickly, and the black sun shone with a cold light as usual, as if nothing had happened before.

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majestic.

On the top of the sea of ​​clouds, Xuankong Temple.

The white-clothed monk was debating the scriptures with Mo Nian, and the golden wheel behind him was full of Buddha light. Opposite him, a dark figure was also sitting cross-legged, and there was also a golden wheel of black light behind him.

As good as the Buddha's light is, there is as much evil as the devil's light. There are two sides in one body, a Buddha and a devil.

At least from the point of view of the monk in white, the extraterrestrial demon named Lu Dong is himself. Human beings are born with both good and evil.

It is fundamental to accept oneself, to accept evil thoughts, and to overcome evil with kindness. If he can transform evil thoughts and become a Buddha, he is a Buddha.

"Lu Dong, why are you so silent today?"

"It hurts so much."

Lu Dong said bitterly, it's unlucky to say that he has been in pain recently, everywhere.

The bald donkey in white has no eyesight at all, and every time he is in pain, he will talk nonsense from the sidelines, so that...

With pain and pain, he actually got used to it, and even felt that what the bald donkey said made some sense.

It's gone wrong, damn bald donkey, give him face!

"Lu Dong, your pain is the suffering of all sentient beings?" The monk in white was overjoyed.

"Whether all living beings are suffering or not, I don't know, but I am really suffering!" Lu Dong gritted his teeth, his eyes shot up fiercely, and he shot into the sky with a bang, and went straight to the west.

Go to Wu Zhou and kill Lu Bei.

Bang! !

The ten-thousand-word enchantment fell in the air, and the big handprint covering the sky caught the black light. The two forces were exactly the same. It should have been hard to tell the winner, but the magic light was always weaker than the Buddha's light.

The white-clothed monk spread his palms, looked at the roaring Lu Dong, nodded and lowered his eyes: "Lu Dong, do you know that you and I are one body, why are you always no match for the poor monk?"

"Because of that damned Lu Bei, otherwise I would have killed you long ago."