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In the distance, the pitch-black beast tide attracted everyone's attention. Whether it was the spirit sword monks who had narrowly escaped death, or the fierce second-turn dragon flood dragon, they all focused their attention on the distance, turning a blind eye to the enemies close by.
Most of the spirits and monsters that make up the beast horde are not very strong individually, but the overwhelming beast horde swept all the way from the distant horizon, and the soaring monster aura even shook away the dense clouds rolled up by the dragon dragon. It's just that after the dark clouds cleared, there was no sunshine, and the blue sky was covered by the evil spirit of thousands of spirits, turning into a bloody color, which made people shudder.
Such a ferocious power, theoretically no one can face this wave. But right in front of the beast horde, Wang Lu stepped on the Kunshan sword and laughed wildly with ease. Right behind him, seven or eight terrifying giant beasts were constantly opening their mouths to bite, swiping their claws, or spewing flames and acid mist... But they still couldn't hurt Wang Lu in the slightest.
Witnessing this scene, Ouyang Shang's eyes widened, his always bright and ever-changing mind was slightly stagnant...
How did this guy do it? And he doesn't want to die!
After getting along for a few days, Ouyang Shang knew that although Wang Lu was good at attacking and defending, he was short in speed. In theory, he couldn't do this kind of work of seducing spirits, because there were too many spirits faster than him... But now It seems that he seemed to have hidden considerable strength before, because at this time his speed of controlling the sword is so fast that even Ouyang Shang, who is good at speed, is ashamed of himself!
Both attack and defense speeds are so powerful, Wang Lu is simply inhuman!
But the next moment, Ouyang Shang's eyes widened even wider, and he even exclaimed: "Damn, it's like this!?"
His meticulous eyesight allowed him to see through the truth of Wang Lu's astonishing high speed. It turned out that whenever the monster behind Wang Lu launched an attack, Wang Lu would stretch out a finger just right, counteract it head-on with the phaseless sword energy, and then use the counter-shock force to sprint forward. There are countless spirits behind him, who will bear the brunt of the storm all the time, and he will firmly support the Wuxiang sword, not only can he protect himself, but also use the impact to always maintain the team. First, he dragged the army of spirits and monsters behind him to his heart's content.
However... playing this kind of trick in front of the beast tide is simply a dance on a tightrope. If the sword siege is breached by accident, Wang Lu will die without a place to bury him! But he really dared to play like this, and he succeeded!
However, before he could think about it, Wang Lu had already led the tide of beasts over. Ouyang Shang immediately led his brothers and sisters to dodge to the side to avoid disaster. And even if Fuquan Longjiao wanted to stop it, he didn't dare to be distracted to break through the tortoise armor formation at this time. Under the impact of this berserk beast tide, the only thing he could do was to keep his hometown.
The next moment, the dragon raised its head to the sky and screamed, and the lake below rose up in response to the sound, soaring straight into the sky. In an instant, it was like a river hanging upside down, and the water curtain covered the sky and the sun.
However, the water of the Fuquan Spring is inexhaustible, and under the control of the dragon's mana, it continues to expand and expand. After a while, the lake water is as thin as mist, and the water mist in the valley of the Fuquan Spring is dense.
Then, at the moment when the beast horde came rushing in, the mist cleared away, and the valley returned to its original clarity, but at the same time... Long Jiao also disappeared, and his hometown, Fuquan, disappeared without a trace. !
Wang Lu, who was leading the train pulling the train, was taken aback, but he didn't dare to slow down. He continued to hold up the Wuxiang sword fence, leading the beast tide to pass by Fuquan's original position at high speed, and fly to the distance.
But he knew in his heart that this devastating blow had no effect, and the dragon had already fled.
"Mirage, what a powerful illusion!"
In the distance, Ouyang Shang praised softly.
He had a panoramic view of the spell that Longjiao activated at the last moment, and he quickly deciphered its mystery. It is simple to say, it is nothing more than using the introduction of the water level of the Fuquan, coupled with the spiritual power of the earth veins that have been entrenched here for many years, to activate a large-scale The astonishing water illusion technique hides his hometown and misleads the beast tide to rush to other places... This illusion technique is also considered exquisite in the eyes of human monks. It is probably the life-saving trick that this cunning and cautious dragon has arranged here for many years . Once used, those irrational spirits were immediately hit.
If the tens of thousands of beasts were aiming at the Dragon Flood, they might still be unmoved, but their goal is Wang Lu after all...
Seeing that the train king's tactic couldn't work, Wang Lu took out a celestial talisman from the mustard seed bag after he calmed down a bit, and shook it away with a shake of his hand. The next moment his figure disappeared without a trace— Before he set off, he transformed the talisman in his hand and changed the gathering place to another safe place.
But the hordes of beasts all over the sky immediately lost their target. The power of the Spirit Sword and Heaven Talisman was far stronger than these spirit monsters, and they couldn't track them at all. And these irrational spirits began to kill each other after losing their targets... leaving a bloody storm in the sky before gradually dissipating.
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When the beast hordes were fighting each other, Wang Lu and Ouyang Shang had already met at the agreed place.
"Haha, are you happy!?"
Hearing Wang Lu's laughter, Ouyang Shang also smiled back: "I am sincerely convinced."
Originally, I planned to ask him if he was injured or something, but it looks like... Even if he was secretly injured, he didn't want to let others know, right? So Ouyang Shang simply stopped asking and directly expressed his admiration.
Whether it's the unrestrained sword siege of the beast horde, or the unrestrained imagination and courage of planning this action... Wang Lu has already shown his extraordinary quality.
"It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River are pushing the waves ahead." Ouyang Shang couldn't help sighing with emotion. As a senior brother of the golden generation, his strength and quality are already the best among monks of his generation in Kyushu, but this Wang Lu seems to be better than himself... Ling The future of Sword Sect is really exciting!
After hearing Ouyang's praise, Wang Lu waved his hands with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in pushing men—if Brother Ouyang, you'd like to change yourself or something, then you can consider it."
"..." Ouyang Shang was silent for a while, then changed the subject, "How did you lure those spirits out of the mountain? Can you repeat it?"
According to Ouyang Shang's previous understanding of the barren land, there are many spirits and monsters here, but there are very few people with a certain amount of wisdom like the second-turn dragon flood. Although most spirits are powerful, they only act on instinct, and they are not much different from mortal beasts. Therefore, no decent civilization has been established in the barren land for tens of thousands of years. It is like a wasteland, and the name of the barren land is derived from this.
By the way, Dongli Prefecture and Tiannan Prefecture are in stark contrast. There are many kingdoms established by spirits and monsters in these two states. After thousands of years of development, they live in peace with human beings.
Of course, if it weren't for this, the Spirit Sword Sect wouldn't have sent more than a hundred disciples into the barren land for actual combat practice—entering a mature civilized territory and massacring would violate the taboo of the Ten Thousand Immortals League. The characteristics of the barren land allow the golden generation to use their fists to their heart's content. To put it more extreme, if they have the ability to wipe the barren land from the mainland of Kyushu directly with the method of destroying the world, that is their ability-barbarism According to the long-standing practice, the land is under the jurisdiction of the Spirit Sword Sect, and whatever the Spirit Sword monks do in the barren land is the internal affairs of the sect. But on the other hand, it also makes the practice in the barren land dangerous every step of the way, and there is basically no safe place. Any ghost passing by may attack them, and the vigilant nerves must always be tense. The top of the mountain where they briefly stationed before is a very rare safe zone.
At the same time, most of the spirits in the barren land have a strong sense of territory, and usually just stick to their own territory, not allowing outsiders to invade and not easily invading other places, so the Dragon Flood Dragon never thought of chasing after being provoked for the first time. , once Ouyang Shang and others escaped from Fuquan's territory, Long Jiao stopped in time.
So Ouyang Shang was very surprised, how could Wang Lu gather so many spirits and pull them out of their lair.
"Haha, pulling hatred is my unique skill. It shouldn't be too easy to incite a group of mindless spirits, okay?"
Ouyang Shang asked with interest: "How?"
"Uh, the specific method may cause discomfort to the listener. I suggest that it's better not to listen." Wang Lu grinned, but the two rows of snow-white teeth looked a little ferocious.
Ouyang Shang was startled when he heard the words, but then a hint of inspiration appeared in his mind.
What would you do if you were replaced by yourself? Let the spirits go beyond the instinct of guarding the territory to chase them out, then... probably it is the hatred of killing their wives or killing their children, right? And it seems that most of the beasts hunted down today have cubs... Forget it, this question is indeed as Wang Lu said, it's better not to think too much.
"Anyway, thanks to your attack this time, the entire army was finally not wiped out. But being frightened by your beast tide, I'm afraid that Dragon Flood Dragon will not easily step out of Fuquan no matter how provocative we are."
Wang Lu smiled again: "I've considered this problem before, and it's actually not difficult to solve. You see, the blessed spring is not stagnant water, and the source of water doesn't come from nowhere. We just need to poison the upstream, and we won't be able to force them out."
Ouyang Shang touched his chin: "But ordinary toxins can't do anything to the black dragon dragon, which is famous for its high toxicity, right? What's more, Fuquan is their base camp, and they always have the ability to purify water."
"That's why we don't demand that poisoning must be effective, as long as it can irritate the other party."
Ouyang Shang frowned when he heard the words: "I said, you never want to throw someone into the water..."
Wang Lu laughed and said: "As expected of Senior Brother Ouyang, we just have a tacit understanding, I really think so - throw shit into the blessing spring water!"
"..."
"You see, our Fuquan Raiders will last at least eight months. During this period, the younger brothers and younger sisters will always have to eat and drink in addition to practicing, right? Not everyone has practiced Bigu Gong... I think in order to ensure everyone's diet, It’s better to build a breeding factory near here, which can not only provide a sufficient amount of fresh meat, but also provide a sufficient amount of fecal waste, which can kill two birds with one stone.”
"Junior Brother, seeing your unscrupulous face, I suddenly felt a little worried about the future of the Spirit Sword Sect."
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Three days later, Fuquan Dragon Palace.
After being frightened by a beast horde, the owner of this place was recuperating, closing his eyes and meditating, when suddenly a slender and sleek black young dragon swam from outside the Dragon Palace.
"Report to father, something is wrong!"
Long Jiao opened his golden eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Those human monks are provoking again? Hmph, let them make trouble."
"But, but..."
"No but, no matter how provocative they are, bear with me now! Human monks have always been cunning and despicable, there is no need to fall into their traps, as long as they keep their homeland, they have no time to mess with us all the time!"
As a rare intelligent monster in the barren land, Long Jiao has indeed seen through the biggest problem of the Spirit Sword monks - time is precious!
It's a pity that he underestimated the opponent's methods after all.
"But, but father, those humans actually drained a large amount of feces and sewage in along the vein spring!"
"You, what did you say?!"
"They threw shit directly into the water!"
"...Damn it, I'll kill them all today! Little ones, attack with the whole army! Attack!" T
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