The left space, the right thunder method, the wish of immortality is in the heart

If divided according to the orthodox realm of cultivating immortals, there is no such thing as fake pills.

It's just that for thousands of years, everyone has been accustomed to this statement.

The fake elixir realm refers to monks who have reached the Great Perfection in the later stages of foundation building. At this time, the liquid mana in the Dantian of the monks has gradually turned into a fist-sized ball, which looks like a golden elixir.

Moreover, the monks at this time can use more mana, which is about twice that of ordinary monks in the later stages of foundation building. Individual monks with outstanding talents can frequently use high-grade magic weapons, the best magic weapons.

As long as a monk at this level of cultivation takes one step further, he can swallow the golden elixir in one mouthful, enter the golden elixir realm, and become a golden elixir real person.

Li Xun finally took Zhang Jue's talisman and hid it on an island that popped up in the distance. He clasped the sea sand shield on his left wrist and the Feilin Boat on his right wrist, looking around with vigilant eyes.

At present, the range of his spiritual consciousness is thirteen feet away, but facing the vast sea, his eyes may be more useful.

Time passed little by little, and it was already late at night in a blink of an eye.

On Puffin Island, which is more than 200 feet away, monks with ghostly auras around them leave from time to time. There will be more or less ghost soldiers around these monks.

Fortunately, Li Xun was far away, otherwise he would have been noticed.

No matter what, Li Xun will leave on time at sunrise tomorrow.

Suddenly, a ghostly aura enveloped the entire Puffin Island, and countless ghosts roared in the ghostly aura.

A fiery red flame broke through the curtain of ghost energy and rushed out.

The man's face was pale, with bursts of black energy. His robes were in tatters, and a bone-deep wound ran through his entire chest.

Above the wound, there are still yin energy biting the flesh and blood, hindering the recovery of the flesh and blood.

Behind the figure were hundreds of ghost soldiers, and among the ghost soldiers was an old acquaintance of Li Xun.

Wu Ming!

At this moment, Wu Ming was wearing a black robe from the Yin Gui Sect, with ghostly aura fluctuating all over his body, and he actually had fake elixir cultivation.

Holding a pitch-black ghost flag in his hand, he waved it lightly, and hundreds of ghost soldiers swarmed towards Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue took out a special talisman made of animal skin, wiped the blood on his chest, and shouted.

"burst!"

The talisman turned into a crimson ball the size of a human head in mid-air, and then exploded violently, blasting nearly a hundred ghost soldiers into flying ash.

"Zhang Jue, guess who told your brother and sister that Ling Bin was imprisoned here?"

Zhang Jue reacted when he heard this and looked at Wu Ming in disbelief.

Seeing the other party's belated look, Wu Ming felt very happy and taunted him.

"Tsk, tsk, talisman. You are really cruel. You blew yourself up and killed nearly a hundred of my ghost soldiers.

I just don’t know how many talismans you, the ancestor of the Zhang family, can refine from one natal magic weapon for you to consume like this. "

“Your Majesty, members of the Wu family, which is considered to be the top sect in our Ten Thousand Islands Sea Territory, have turned to the Yin Gui Sect.

Aren't you afraid that I will go back and inform the elders of Beiyan Sect about this matter? "

Wu Ming laughed loudly when he heard this, and the ghost energy around him trembled with laughter, and then he said.

"It's okay, you definitely won't be able to go back today. As long as you die, no one will know what's going on here.

I don't believe it. You have a second talisman that can self-destruct. "

What answered him was not Zhang Jue's attack, but a loud roar.

"Friend Daoist Li, help me escape quickly."

Li Xun curled his lips helplessly, stepped on the flying scale boat and rose into the air, and threw twenty or thirty talismans with both hands.

When Wu Ming saw Li Xun, he narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Okay, okay. I didn't expect that I could pin you, a little loach, to death today.

Today is indeed my auspicious day. "

Li Xun looked at Li Xun, whose expression was getting increasingly crazy. He didn't say anything, but took Zhang Jue to the Flying Scale Boat and fired a magic spell towards the Flying Scale Boat.

The array of medium-grade spiritual stones inlaid in the middle of the Flying Scale Boat immediately began to move crazily.

All the scales of the Flying Scale Boat lit up with bursts of mana light.

Then there was a whoosh, and Li Xun, who was on the flying scale boat, was pushed by a strong force. He suddenly lost his balance and almost fell down.

"Hey, it's a nice magic weapon."

After Wu Ming finished speaking, he threw out a magic weapon that looked like a flying shuttle. Then, with the Yin Qi all over his body, he chased Li Xun directly.

In just ten breaths, he was no more than seven or eight feet away from Li Xun.

"It turns out to be the Flying Scale Boat of Wanbao Pavilion. How can you, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, explode with the speed of a Golden Core monk? However, this Flying Scale Boat only consumes middle-grade spiritual stones. How can you? How long will it last?"

Although Wu Ming's tone was kind, his hands never stopped.

He took out three skull-shaped magic weapons from his storage bag, and then, with a green light, they headed towards Li Xun's flying scale boat.

Zhang Jue's feeble voice came from the side.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you must not... let the green will-o'-the-wisps spewed out from the skull contaminate your Flying Scale Boat, otherwise your Flying Scale Boat will inevitably lose its spirituality."

Li Xun nodded, and as soon as he raised his hand, thunder spurted out from his palm.

It's just that the palm thunder, which is usually very effective against ghosts, only blocked the skull slightly at this time, and then nothing happened.

"My skull is a top-grade magic weapon. The thunder in your palm is not enough."

After this delay, a skull flew behind Feilin Zhou, opened his mouth, and a green flame spurted out, making the surrounding air feel chilly.

Li Xun hurriedly patted the storage bag, and the turtle shield was directly in front of the green flames.

After three or five breaths, the skull closed its mouth and retreated backwards.

The Turtle Shield, which had been accompanying Li Xun all this time, fell to the sea surface uncontrollably and turned into fragments in mid-air.

Li Xun still didn't say a word, but turned around and quickly replaced the Feiling Boat with five new middle-grade spiritual stones, and spat out a mouthful of tongue blood towards the formation plate.

Feilin Zhou was stimulated again, speeding up again, and barely distanced himself from Wu Ming.

"That's right. After not seeing each other for decades, you can casually take out ten middle-grade spiritual stones. As expected, Meng Xinghu said it was right. The Lingyuan Fruit Tree was indeed saved by you.

I don't believe you still have middle-grade spiritual stones. "

After Wu Ming finished mocking, he slapped the storage bag, and a unique soybean was activated by it, turning into a two-meter-high gray warrior in mid-air.

The facial features on the gray warrior's face are extremely blurred, and the skin all over his body is also light gray. He is wearing short clothes, the style of which is the same as that of a farming assistant.

Looking at the average gray warrior, the mana fluctuations around his body were higher than those of Wu Ming who was in the fake elixir realm, and actually had the mana fluctuations of a golden elixir monk.

As soon as the strongman appeared, he took a few steps in the air and appeared ten feet away behind Feiling Zhou.

Li Xun was so frightened that he no longer dared to hide his secrets. He quickly put the Thunder Roaring Sword on his head, waving his hands in the air and mumbling rapidly.

As soon as the gray warrior raised his hand, the flying scale boat staggered in mid-air, and one of the scales on the boat suddenly disappeared.

The speed of the flying scale boat suddenly slowed down a lot.

Li Xun, whose face was red, shouted loudly.

"Lightning strike!"

A foot-thick lightning strike fell from the gray warrior's head.