You Practice Immortality, I Farm

Chapter 335: Maintain a sense of mystery

Most of the blood-robed monk's magical powers were on those blood worms, but Lu Xuan spent a lot of money to bombard them with more than twenty third-grade treasures, turning them into nothingness.

 He couldn't help but feel in a trance.

Seeing the deep black sword light flying in front of him, a gray humanoid puppet suddenly flashed out and stood in front of the blood-robed monk.

“You haven’t woken up yet, do you want to wait for death?”

 A cold voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness of the blood-robed monk.

The monk suddenly woke up, and a dark prayer flag flew out, a gloomy wind blew out, and countless resentful souls emerged from it.

When Lu Xuan saw this, his mind moved, and the dark black sword light changed accordingly.

In an instant, they transformed into many dark black owlbirds, soaring at high speed in the strong wind, with lightning flashing on their wings.

When the resentful soul comes into contact with it, it seems like a bubble that bursts with a bang.

 Dozens, hundreds, and thousands of owl sword energy attacked the blood-robed monk from all directions.

The repeatedly strengthened fourth-grade wind and thunder sword, and the fourth-grade "Thousand Owls Sword Art" produced by the Tianjian Sect, which is famous for its swordsmanship, combined their efforts to chop the blood-robed monk into pieces.

 A ray of green light hurriedly escaped from his body and flew towards the short monk at lightning speed.

Lu Xuan looked calm, the soul-inducing lamp floating in front of him, and the countless tentacle-like dark red lamp spikes under the lamp base swaying freely.

The remaining soul of the blood-robed monk only felt a great attraction coming from the direction of the lantern, and involuntarily returned and floated into the soul-inducing lantern.

 Transformed into a clear face in the pale candle.

"Which evil sect does your Excellency come from? You actually don't even let go of your soul, making it impossible for people to enter reincarnation."

The little monk looked at the evil lantern in the sky and asked solemnly.

“I am just treating others in their own way. When you were devouring monks’ blood and refining monks’ corpses into puppets, did you ever think that you might end up with the results you have today?”

Lu Xuan sneered, and the wind and thunder sword danced in his hand, and many dark black sword lights roared towards the short monk.

The short monk knew very well how difficult it was for Lu Xuan to deal with him. Even if his cultivation level was much higher than his, he was still extremely afraid of him.

Although Lu Xuan has already used a fourth-grade sword talisman and numerous third-grade orbs, the short monk dare not bet on whether he has similar treasures in his hand.

The monk's short body shrank sharply, and immediately, his whole body turned into countless black lines, which shot into the various acupoints of the gray corpse puppet.

Dozens of corpse puppets seemed to have thoughts in an instant, and they used all kinds of body skills, spells, etc. towards Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan's body flashed, and his sword light shot out, cutting a gray corpse puppet that was close to him into pieces.

The point under his feet turned into a floating light. While avoiding the attacks of three corpse puppets, the wind and thunder sword energy slashed towards the nearest corpse puppet.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew from behind.

The gray corpse puppet that was originally cut into pieces jumped up from the ground, cutting, hammering or smashing it, and attacked Lu Xuan.

　　A crying baby cry sounded out, and a three-foot-long straw man doll appeared out of thin air behind Lu Xuan.

  The doll is made of countless finely woven hay, and facial features that are three-thirds similar to Lu Xuan's can be vaguely seen on the face.

The Stand Evil Infant, which has been hanging around his waist, blocked the sudden attack of the corpse fragments.

Lu Xuan came to his senses and said he was lucky.

If the substitute evil infant hadn't blocked it, and his body had directly faced this strange attack, he might have been seriously injured.

He didn’t expect that the corpse puppet could launch such a violent sudden attack after being beaten into pieces.

"The corpse puppet is not afraid of death. Now with the integration of the short monk, there are endless attack methods. Even fragments can pose a fatal threat to itself."

“The most urgent task is to find out the monks hidden among the corpses.”

"The body can be turned into countless black lines, but it is extremely difficult for the soul to do this, unless he has the spiritual strength of the elixir-forming realm, or has practiced the rare soul-splitting technique." Lu Xuan's mind turned, a thin layer Aura covers the surface of the eye pupils.

 Under the Eye-Breaking Technique, his eyes could vaguely detect the black lines hidden inside the corpse puppet. He could sense the number, length, and corresponding changes of the black lines.

 He pretended not to discover the mystery of the corpse puppets and continued to deal with many corpse puppets.

"It's now!"

A corpse puppet sneaked up to Lu Xuan. Under the influence of Lu Xuan's pupil technique, the black lines in this corpse puppet were obviously stronger than others, and it was very likely that the monk's soul was hidden.

Just when the corpse puppet was about to launch an attack, suddenly, a crack appeared in front of his eyes, and a gray eye drilled out of the crack, staring at the corpse puppet without emotion.

The monk's soul hidden inside the corpse puppet instantly felt that his mind kept falling, and countless illusions pulled him into a place of chaos.

He knew something was wrong and united his mind and body. When he woke up, he found that a monstrous sword intent was locking on him.

 “Starfall Sword Talisman!”

The meteors on the surface of the sword talisman in Lu Xuan's hand flashed across the surface, and the sword intent burned, attacking the corpse puppet with an overwhelming and unmatched force.

Amidst the lightning and flint, the spirit of the little monk was transferred to a corpse next to him.

 But the sword energy like a meteor seemed to have completely locked him. He turned around and followed closely, hitting the corpse into powder and directly sublimating it.

As the Meteor Sword Qi traveled, it became faster and faster, and its power became stronger and stronger. It drew a wonderful arc and chopped all the zombies into nothingness.

 The soul of the monk hidden in the corpse puppet dissipated.

  "Get rid of all the corpse puppets completely, and you won't have to worry about whether we can find you."

Lu Xuan sighed with emotion in a low voice.

Among the three sword talismans opened by Yang Jian Gourd, the Xiaohai Sword Talisman is a group attack method, and the sword energy is as surging as the ocean waves.

The Great Sun Sword Talisman can captivate people's hearts and minds, and its sword energy is fierce and domineering.

The Starfall Sword Talisman has the strongest single-target attack and the fastest speed. It has a determination that will not give up until the opponent is killed.

“Unfortunately, there is no chance for you to bet on how many sword talismans I still have in my storage bag.”

Lu Xuan said secretly, just as he picked up the short monk's storage bag.

“Well, why is it that the cool aura coming from Wugou Jade is increasing instead of decreasing?”

Lu Xuan's heart suddenly jumped, and his spiritual consciousness swept over it, and he discovered that at some point, the black air at the bottom of the jade pond had reached an extremely strong level.

 Like substance, it is constantly surging, and there is a shuddering breath inside.

“Five-grade flat peach with different longevity…four powerful treasures to suppress…”

Lu Xuan's thoughts changed rapidly, and a golden and jade book appeared out of thin air.

 Opening the jade book, a majestic cry echoed throughout the entire secret realm.

 A Golden Crow lightning, burning with white and gold flames all over its body, shot out!

In an instant, the entire world turned into a vast expanse of white, filled with endless pure white flames.

The black air in the jade pond melted quickly like snow under the scorching sun.

 “No matter what your background is, it’s better to maintain a sense of mystery.”

Lu Xuan closed the jade book. The golden crow chirped crisply in the air and turned into a white light that penetrated into the jade book.

Only the pure white flames are still burning.

 (End of this chapter)