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Entering through the gate of the Tomb of the Immortals, what greets you is a bright galaxy, countless clusters of nebula surround Wang Lu and his party, and the starlight is unpredictable.
This was the first time Wang Lu entered the Tomb of the Immortals in person. Before that, even though he could be said to be the person most involved in the Tomb of the Immortals on the mainland of Kyushu, he had never been there in person. Seeing the wonderful scene in front of him, even though Wang Lu was well-informed, he felt a great shock in his heart. This supreme treasure house built by the ancient earth immortals faintly exudes the majesty that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. As the person who actually opened this tomb of immortals, Wang Lu even faintly felt that in the depths of the galaxy, there is something Something beckoned him to go.
Maybe it's not an illusion
Because from the moment they stepped through the door, their group was assigned to an independent space. This is also the treatment that all monks who enter the Tomb of the Immortals will enjoy. The Tomb of the Immortals will not gather tens of thousands of people in one place, but separate them and send them into a stable space, where they can choose their own starting point for their journey.
The nebula presented in front of my eyes, each cluster is an independent fairy dreamland, tailored according to the situation of the experiencer, and each is different, but the details are detailed, and it is difficult to find the law just by observing it with the naked eye. Which will do. Without special skills, exploring the Tomb of the Immortals is likely to be like a blind man touching an elephant.
But for those who have obtained the map of the Tomb of the Immortals long ago, this Brilliant Galaxy is not so mysterious. In fact, if this were not the case, it would not be so easy for the Spirit Sword Sect to quickly find a thirty-six-series fairyland to attack.
Although the progress is now behind Shengjing and Junhuangshan, part of the reason is that the quality of the thirty-six chains chosen by the Spirit Sword Sect is higher.
Standing in the galaxy for a while, Wang Lu glanced over and saw that Tian Daolan and the others were still immersed in the wonders of the galaxy, not talking much, and took out a copper coin from the mustard bag.
The next moment, the Milky Way rotated, and amidst the exclamation of Tian Daolan and others, a cloud of nebula expanded rapidly in front of them, quickly covering the field of vision.
This is a means of using a specific token to lock a specific nebula. As long as you have entered a certain fairy dream before, and then brought out one or two things from it, you can trace back and re-lock its position. And what Wang Lu held was a coin that Wen Bao got in that mountain village.
Everyone saw a group of mysterious nebula rushing toward their faces, and the next moment, the galaxy universe disappeared before their eyes, replaced by a landscape of beautiful mountains and rivers, singing birds and flowers.
But before it was too late to appreciate the green mountains and green waters, the sound of shouting and killing came to the ears, and a group of demons and ghosts, holding ghost-headed knives and maces and other things, drove a cloud of black clouds all over the mountains and plains. And amidst the black clouds, a lonely small village stands standing on the back of an ancient magic circle that has been passed down for many years, like a boat in a storm, drifting in the wind and rain.
Wang Luxin said that the dungeon progressed so fast that he went straight to the bed without even a moment of foreplay. Looking at the situation in front of him, the formation in the small village would last for another cup of tea. A group of passionate village girls... Unless they have invincible resilience and can squeeze thousands of demon soldiers and generals to kidney failure and die, otherwise they will die.
"Wow, where is this?"
"Sister Lan, look, there is a small village over there, it seems very dangerous."
Just as the girl opened her mouth, Wang Lu interrupted impatiently: "Okay, stop chattering and come with me to save people."
While Wang Lu was talking, he was about to unleash his movements and rush away. Several girls were shocked: "Senior brother, you can see clearly, there are thousands of ghosts, and their strengths are extraordinary."
Wang Lu poohed: "There isn't even one at the Golden Core level, so what's the big deal?"
As he spoke, he shook off a rope, which deftly turned in the air like a spirit snake. One end was tied to the slender waists of the four girls, and the other end was held in Wang Lu's hand.
Being wrapped around their bodies by ropes, the girls felt a surge of strength in their limbs, and their strides were like clouds and fog. They were obviously far behind Wang Lu in cultivation, but they could barely keep up with his speed. In a blink of an eye, he crossed two mountains and came to the outside of a small mountain village surrounded by dark clouds.
"It's following the rope." Wang Lu simply explained, "Stay close to me, don't move around."
As soon as the words fell, I heard Bankong Shengsheng roaring: "Where did the lifeless thing come from?"
It turned out that although this group of spirits and monsters were just puppet illusions in the realm of fairy dreams, they also had the ability to think. They saw that Wang Lu's cultivation base was not weak, and he was young.
Wang Lu didn't intend to waste his words with these miscellaneous soldiers, and directly gestured his middle finger towards the sky, opening the curtain of the battle.
The spirit monsters in the sky were furious, although they were a little cautious, but they believed that they had a large number of people, and there were dozens of spirit monsters who had practiced inner alchemy alone, how could they take a monk of Xudan in their eyes? Ask him a question, that is to think highly of him, since he doesn't know how to live or die, then kill him casually.
Several monster soldiers who had already cultivated human form shouted in unison, raised their various weapons and sacrificed magic skills and magic techniques, and there was a sudden lightning and thunder in the dark clouds in the sky, and the magic fire and wind were wiped out, and the power was overwhelming.
Tian Daolan and the other girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Although they came from famous families, their cultivation bases were shallow, at most no more than foundation cultivation bases. This group of spirit monsters at the inner alchemy level, the four of them teamed up could barely deal with one, and the number of spirit monsters in front of them More than thirty or fifty? The monstrous demonic flames of the demon group alone made it difficult for the four of them to breathe, their mana stagnated, and they could no longer function as they wished.
But at the next moment, Wang Lu gently unsheathed the Kunshan sword, and the gentle and honest sword energy separated a space isolated from the world like opening up the world. Within the range covered by the sword qi, all the monster qi and demon skills disappeared in smoke. The thunder and magic fire from the sky fell, as if hitting an invisible barrier, they collapsed and disintegrated within a hundred feet of Wang Lu's radius, and as Wang Lu stepped forward, all the spells bombarded on the barrier were bounced back. The famous spirits and monsters screamed in unison, some of them were burned by the devil fire, their seven orifices spewed fire, and their bodies were wiped out in ashes. In the arms of some self-holding devices, the bones and muscles were broken and turned into mud. There are also electric snakes flying on the surface of the body, and the energy of the thunderstorm rages inside and outside the body...
In just one step, the corpses of several ghosts fell from the sky, and they were the elite among the ghosts who could serve as pioneers. The audience was shocked by their skills. The four girls of the Yin-Yang sect were stunned, and they didn't even care about giving birth. After retreating a few minutes, the little demons at the end of the black cloud retreated more slowly, unwilling to go up to thousands. In the village, there was a burst of soft cheers.
On the parapet outside the village, a beautiful young woman in her twenties shouted loudly to Wang Lu: "This strong man, please come in quickly, there is a magic circle left by the ancestors in the village, If you preside over it, I will be able to... "
But Wang Lu waved his hand: "No need."
While speaking, his eyes swept over the black clouds above his head. Those spirits had different thoughts, some of them were eager to try, obviously they had great confidence in their abilities, and the tragic death of their companion did not sound the alarm at all. Some showed hesitation, were they weighing whether Wang Lu just did that sword casually, or shot with all his strength, pretending to be random? If it's the former, it's better to retreat, but if it's the latter, then you won't be afraid of him if you have a lot of people on your side. Of course, there are also some who were really frightened by the scene just now, and really don't want to be an enemy of this person.
Seeing this scene, Wang Lu smiled slightly, and then said loudly: "Your king is an idiot."
According to the map in his hand, and what Wen Bao and others have heard, Wang Lu already had a general grasp of this level before entering the fairy dream, and the cultivation base of the spirits may be strengthened or weakened by the trialists who entered the fairy dream , but their thinking patterns can be traced.
The simplest one: be loyal to the leader.
As soon as Wang Lu said a word, the black clouds above his head suddenly became violent, and the demons and ghosts who were slightly retreating began to clamor in unison, and their anger was uncontrollable. Among them, the vanguard was even more furious, directly releasing demonic spells and summoning howling ghosts and ghosts. I don't know how many grievances and ghosts have become their murder weapons, full of ghosts, sinister and vicious.
But the group of monsters acted together, and under the blessing of the black cloud, the power doubled. This ghostly aura has undergone a qualitative change. Comparable to Jindan monk
"Senior Brother Wang, let's go in quickly, this is already a Jindan level attack, it is invincible!"
However, Tian Daolan's words were only halfway through, and the released ghost had already screamed and rushed over. Tian Daolan closed her eyes and dared not look again, but there was a slight gap in her eyelids.
The next moment, under Wang Lu's infinite sword energy, all monsters, ghosts, and snake gods could not escape. The expelled ghosts collided with the sword energy, as if they had touched the innate yang energy, and melted and collapsed screaming. The gathered dark energy dissipated. The whistling wind stopped abruptly, and the rolling dead branches and leaves fell straight to the ground. The rapid change of movement and stillness was simply creepy.
While offsetting all the attacks, those evildoers who cast spells also suffered the same force of backlash. As Wang Lu took another step forward, the group of monsters screamed and fell down. More than ten people died this round. The alchemy monsters in the head died because of their special skills, and after removing these elites, the black cloud raised by the group of monsters suddenly faded by half.
This step is so powerful, let alone the demons and ghosts in the sky, even the villagers in the village who were cheering and cheering stopped in shock, feeling that everything in front of them is so unbelievable.
Although the black wind whistling demons and ghosts seem like a mob, they have been a nightmare that has plagued the villagers for many years. If it weren't for the formations left by the ancestors, they would have been trampled so many times. I would never have imagined that they would be so vulnerable to the sword of this young monk. ... No, the young monk didn't even really draw out his sword, as if he could make the group of demons give their heads just by his aura
As for Wang Lu himself, he just took a deep breath to calm down the slight turmoil in Yufu.
The phaseless and nameless sword trades blood for blood and wounds for wounds. When Wang Lu unleashed his sword, he first withstood the full output of the group of monsters with his own strength. After two rounds of damage, even if Jindan Daoist survived with his physical body, it would be a dead end. But in Wang Lu's eyes, he felt that his long blood bar seemed to be slightly missing, and then quickly returned to fullness with the circulation of mana.
But the strength of his counterattack caused the group of monsters to die tragically on the spot.
"The focus of this level really isn't fighting."
To put it lightly, it wiped out all the hard work of Wen Bao, Yue Yun and others who had come here to practice in several rounds of battles.
As Wang Lu said, he turned his head and saw the glamorous village girl on the parapet wall of the village looking straight at him, her face was like a peach blossom, and her eyes were full of love.
Then the girls of the Yin-Yang Sect beside them were also full of stars, mesmerized.
"I can't wait to see their scene of thunder and fire." RU
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