Lu Cheng is dead
Sure enough, this stinky boy can't bear the spirit of transforming gods
Chu Songsong and the mysterious man were both frightened and frightened. Lu Cheng's death was a trivial matter. Will the following hurt us
But they never expected that when they were frustrated and desperate, seeing Lu Cheng's other half of his mind started to make a'chich' sound.
This is the sound of rebirth of flesh and blood, no matter how long the muscles and bones grow, and the blood vessels slowly rise and extend, as Lu Cheng's realm gets higher and higher, his wound repair speed is getting faster and faster.
A speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye before, but now it is clear that all the wounds are slowly recovering.
This is a very magical feeling. No monk can ever see that others can be reborn from flesh and blood. No matter how long a broken limb is, even the reorganized body of a master of transformation is composed in an instant. It is not as shocking as looking at it from inch to inch.
"How come back to this? He---he---" If Chu Songsong's spiritual thoughts were human, it is estimated that her eyes have fallen all the way now, and she doesn't even know what the situation is with her insight.
When this mysterious person arrived, he was pleasantly surprised: "The smelly boy has eaten the golden tadpole fish from the ancient Haotian gate?"
"Hahaha---" Lu Cheng's laughter resounded in the divine thoughts of the two of them: "I have said long ago that I am the destiny of heaven. What is your holy emperor's wind?"
After it was broken and reorganized, the entire Transcendent Spiritual Sense was divided into countless small streams and flowed into Lu Cheng's body, and the billowing mana rushed like an ocean in his body.
"Chu Songsong, you bitch, dare to seize my artifact---" Lu Cheng snorted and grabbed it with a big hand.
"Swish--" Another Chu Songsong's spirit was sucked in by him.
"Ah---" Chu Songsong finally felt the fear. He could practice one, and he could practice all of Chu Songsong, and then his true body would become a walking corpse with no thoughts and no spirituality. Within a year, you will die and you can't die again.
"No, Lu Cheng, no, I'll return the artifact to you, don't train me." Chu Songsong couldn't escape, so he begged him for mercy.
"The chaos is beginning, the heaven and the earth are mysterious, the heart is the art, the avenue is the heart---" Lu Cheng turned a deaf ear.
"Senior, this Lu Cheng is crazy. He is a decent and upright person but he has practiced the spirit of others. If this continues, he will fall into the magical way. Let's join hands to deal with him."
Seeing that Lu Cheng ignored him, Chu Songsong immediately started looking for the mysterious man for help.
The two of them were fighting for life and death, but now they have to rely on each other.
"Lu Cheng has trained me, he will have enough strength to train you, and then both of you and me will become a stepping stone for his promotion?"
"You bitch, what will happen now where I let me take his house just now?" Although the mysterious man scolded Chu Songsong, he also knew the truth about the coldness of the lips and the teeth.
Lu Cheng will increase his magic power by a few points every time he trains a divine mind. Maybe he will train Chu Songsong, and he will train the mysterious man immediately. When that happens, he will not escape death
"Join hands against him." The mysterious man decisively begged for peace.
At this time, Chu Songsong had only three divine thoughts, and the mysterious person's two-two-in-one, the Dragon Snake Yin swept away, like a magic weapon, slammed into Lu Cheng's mind.
"Disrupt his mind, don't let him successfully practice?"
"Kill, kill, kill."
The spirit of the two of them was like a knife, sword, spear, and pestle, and they carried out a double attack on Lu Cheng's spirit and mind.
"Heart Sutra reads peace, thinks purely, chaos gossip, profound muscles cross the dust---" Lu Chengli ignored the two of them, and continued to practice the'Chaos Original Mind Art' while concentrating on practicing.
"No, I can't resist it anymore, I---ah----"
As Chu Songsong's spirit was refined, Lu Cheng felt there was another'bang' in his body, and he couldn't bear it for a long time and broke on the spot.
But this time the injury was much lighter than the previous one, and his body repaired faster.
"No, no, ah, Lu Cheng, no, no, I already have only two divine thoughts. Even if you let me go, I will suffer a lot of mana and vitality. I will no longer be your opponent. Let go. Me."
Lu Cheng still ignored her.
"Your artifact is still in my true body. If you kill me, I won't be able to take the artifact. My true body is like a top-grade treasure. You can't break it without the artifact. If you let me go, I will hand over the artifact. , Everything is up to you."
Chu Songsong was about to die, becoming more and more frightened, and begged Lu Cheng to admit defeat.
Hmph, I still haven't taken out the Thor's hammer, and when the hammer will knock your body to pieces? Lu Cheng still ignored her. After her body was repaired, she grabbed another piece of Chu Songsong's spirit.
Now, Chu Songsong only left the last divine thought.
"Ah---Lu Cheng, no, I am the master of a sect. I have practiced for tens of thousands of years before I have achieved what I am today. I have a thousand demon sects in my hands. I can recognize you as the master, listen to your orders, don’t kill me ---And my daughter, who is as beautiful as an immortal, may also be dedicated to you as a concubine---No, no, and me, my skill in serving men is also superb, give me a way of life--- "
This Chu Songsong was about to die, and he dared to say anything.
It's no wonder she, from an ordinary little squirrel, practicing all the way to the realm of transforming gods, creating a sect, only she knows the hardships.
She is really unwilling to die so early. She has the first level of transformation, a full ten times the life span of the 9th level of the soul, and can live for more than 500,000 years. As long as she can live today, no matter how big the humiliation is.
"Okay---" Lu Cheng had just finished practicing this divine mind at this time. He raised his eyes and saw that only Chu Songsong and the mysterious man were suppressed in the air.
"Okay, now that you are so witty, I will leave you with a fate."
After thinking and thinking about it, Lu Cheng decided to let Chu Songsong go for the time being, stretched out both hands, and with a fierce one, he caught the mysterious Shenlong Mind.
He wants to practice this divine mind transforming dragon, the ancient mysterious person of the holy emperor's wind.
"Ah---no, Lu Cheng, I know all the secrets of the Mitian League, and the secrets of the Mitian Temple, no, don’t train me, you won’t get any benefits if you train me, don’t ah ---"
When the mysterious man saw that Lu Cheng was about to start training himself, he finally began to fear. It is impossible. I am the ancient holy emperor. How can I be trained
"Lu Cheng, you can't train me. I am the ancient holy emperor. If you train me, you will be condemned by heaven and earth, and you will not die."
"I am an ancient fairy god master with a trace of divine thought, although it is a trace, it is enough to make you violent and die, even if the golden tadpole scrophulariaceae can not save you?"
No matter how the mysterious person yelled, Lu Cheng turned a deaf ear to his ears and began to operate the'Chaotic Mind Washing Technique'.
I, Lu Cheng, since I have cultivated immortality, I haven't experienced any storms and dangers. What about a trace of fairy god master mind? I have even eaten the immortal god's heart and blood pill. Come on, train this mysterious person and promote me to the eighth level.
Lu Cheng yelled and mobilized with all his strength, Cui, who was full of mana in his body, moved, and almost trained a Chu Songsong, but he couldn't promote him to the eighth level, and he became more aware of the difficulty of promotion later.
"Ah---you must not die---you have fallen into the magic way and practiced the monk. This was a monk's great taboo in ancient times. You will be punished by the gods—you beast—"
As the mysterious person's voice became smaller and smaller, the news was complete at the end.
Chu Songsong was also aside, trembling with frightened spirit.
Is this the spiritual mind of the Supreme Immortal Master being practiced? Although it was a little bit less, even the masters of the Sixth Layer of Transformation were eager to find good things that they couldn't ask for.
At this time, Lu Cheng really looked a little unbearable. At the end of the day, his entire body began to swell. This is because the mysterious person's powerful power cannot diarrhea in his body, but he has to be violent.
However, Lu Cheng's body is now getting closer and closer to the high-grade treasure, barely resisting being violent by this powerful force.
Now it depends on who can't stand it first. Lu Cheng can't stand it. Lu Cheng will die in violence. If the mysterious person can't stand it, Lu Cheng will disappear with a trace of practice.
Chu Songsong took a look at his spiritual mind, and if he didn't help Lu Cheng, Lu Cheng was dead, and his only spiritual mind was also going to die.
"Lu Cheng, I'll help you." Whoosh, her mind twisted and twisted towards the mysterious person's Long Nian, and chuckled, like a fierce fight, and countless sparks reflected in the sky.
The mysterious man never expected that Chu Songsong wind would fall on both sides, helping Lu Cheng at one time and helping himself at the other.
Finally followed: "Ah-----" a long, unwilling, painful scream.
Lu Cheng first had a'boom' in his mind, and felt that he had been promoted to the eighth level.
Then there was a rapid'bang' the whole lower body exploded to pieces.
This is because he felt that he could not bear the power of the mysterious person, so he pressed all the power to the lower body, keeping his mind and heart alive.
The lower body was bombed, and he could quickly repair it immediately. This is the method he has found to dissolve the violence.
Finally promoted again? Lu Cheng couldn't care about the lengthening of his lower body, and the memory of this mysterious person flashed through his mind over and over again.
The history of the Ancient Mitian League? The secret of the Mitian Temple? The life experience of the mysterious person, the training experience.
Especially breaking through the gods and breaking through the immortal gods, the two most difficult journeys in the life of the monks, all the past events and memories floated through his mind again.
Because of too much memory, Lu Cheng's lower body recovered for a full hour, and he was still in place, reminiscing about the life of this mysterious person.
It turns out that he is called Guan Lian Shen, the master of the ancient Mitian League, but they are also called the leader? The supreme master of both immortals and gods.
With all the memories in Lu Cheng's mind, Lu Cheng finally knew all the secrets of the Mitian League.
No wonder it is said in ancient books that practicing others and cultivating immortals is the magic way, the evil way, the evil way that the cultivators all over the world attacked. This kind of practice can immediately get the memories and experiences of others in their lives, which is going against the sky. The method of practice, a shortcut to practice
It stole the memory of the other party. Is it a moralless practice
But I, Lu Cheng, what if I did this today? As long as you can improve your strength, you can do anything.
With a move of his mind, he felt his own divine mind, and in an instant'swish' from a cloud into a dragon.
This is the transformation of divine consciousness, the wind of the holy emperor.
In the ancient times, only the holy emperor who stood shoulder to shoulder with the ancient giants had this kind of divine consciousness.