Golden light was everywhere, as if thousands of thunders were rolling in the clouds, and a fist smashed down.
Boom—
The ground on the plain was shaking violently, and a rumbling sound came from deep inside. Large amounts of dirty blood and mud were turned up layer by layer like mud and sand. The thick sea of blood was like a wave, surging in all directions.
"Good! Great swordsmanship!"
Seeing the evergreen growing vigorously, Zhu Yintian laughed wildly with joy. He put away the black copper umbrella, and a human figure holding the umbrella as a sword chopped down the black and white fish with great momentum.
In the formation diagram of Yin-Yang Pisces, the sword intent is domineering and the sword intent is restrained. At the moment of collision, the sounds of swords being unsheathed are rang out at the same time, erupting into a sea of swords that annihilate all living beings.
The chilling momentum erupted like a wave, suddenly raising a tsunami that shook the surrounding space, and ripples of aftermath spread out, accelerating the rolling of the bloody and muddy water below.
Suddenly, an extremely powerful sword intent descended.
Amid the roar of violent thunder, a vast white light broke through the clouds like a pillar of heaven. The surging air waves pushed aside the sea of clouds, shattered the thunder and rushed like a snake, pressing down towards Zhu Yintian.
With Lu Bei as the center, the black and white fish disappeared completely. Even if the swords and knives were extremely sharp, they could not block the scorching white beam of light.
Buzz buzz buzz—
The sound of metal breaking rang out continuously, layer after layer fell, circle after circle collapsed, and the surging air waves like a tsunami spread out from the center of the collision.
It was overwhelming and all-encompassing, sweeping across all directions with an earth-shattering momentum.
Looking down from a high place, a huge lotus slowly blooms in the dispersed thick fog.
The plains were muddy everywhere, the bloody sea was surging violently, thousands of acres of waves were rising one after another, huge skeletons emerged, and the remaining power and murderous aura were so strong that Ji Han was frightened and sat cross-legged on the bone shield. He thought the small boat would be swallowed by the waves at any time.
The five-colored light froze in all directions, the black and white fish lost their last bit of power, the white light bombarded the black copper umbrella, devouring the human figure in a second, and only the skeleton was left after the umbrella surface was peeled off.
"No, it shouldn't be..."
The voice of doubt faded away and disappeared along with the white light.
Lu Bei soared into the air, then fell at high speed like a cannonball. He waved his hand and threw down a bone shield, then stepped on the waves and floated towards the direction of the immortal grass.
To put it bluntly, other cultivators may not like to hear this, but because his practice has gone smoothly, he is extremely confident in his path to immortality. Even without the so-called elixir of immortality, he can still prove his way and achieve eternal life based on his qualifications.
But since I'm here now, I still have to pick up the herb of immortality.
Even if he can't use them, there are still senior sister, sister She, cousin and the others. They are sisters and brothers during the day, and dead ghosts and babies at night. They are open and honest with each other, and he can't hide anything.
A person's immortality is lonely and boring, while he hugs his wife and beats his children. This kind of immortality is called cultivating immortality.
Riding the wind and waves to the front of the immortal grass, Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, swung his arm horizontally and slashed. A beam of scorching white light roared out like a dragon and rolled towards the four immortal medicines.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
Black light rose up, and the bare umbrella handle broke free from the mud, surrounded by black smoke. He said in disbelief: "Heavenly Sword Sect, Lu Bei, how did you know that I was still alive?"
To be honest, the opponent was too cautious.
Back then, Ji Han was one-tenth, no, one-hundredth, of Lu Bei's cautiousness, so he would not be able to launch a sneak attack so easily.
Because there is no prompt in the personal panel.
Lu Bei gave the answer in his mind, with a sneer on his face: "All of us cultivators are cowards. If this sect master had not been careful in what we say and do, how could we have gotten away with it until now? Old monster Yintian, you are just a remnant soul. This sect master respects you as a senior and will give you a decent death. You can kill yourself!"
“Hehehe…”
The air was filled with howling tremors, and a dark face was distorted under heavy pressure: "I admit that you are lucky and cunning, but I have been running this place for two hundred years. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
The black umbrella handle disintegrated, Zhu Yintian's voice became more and more crazy, the light of his soul gradually disappeared, and a formation pattern spread out above the vast sea of blood.
"Youngster, do you recognize this formation?!"
The violent pressure stabilized the sea of blood in an instant, and the surging blood suddenly calmed down. Lu Bei's body felt heavy, and he fell to one knee on the ground with a bang.
The bone shield slowly sank, and mud and blood submerged the feet.
"Young man, although you are strong, your realm is still insufficient. Even if you have cunning calculations, you are still inferior to others."
A dark shadow lingered, and a spark of light leaped out of the immortal grass and sank directly into Lu Bei's body. "It's not that easy to kill me. Hand over your body, and I will be the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect from now on."
Lu Bei's eyes glowed with black light, and the right side of his body could not move. He summoned the Jade Gourd with his left hand and said calmly, "Senior, do you recognize this treasure?"
"What?"
"Please turn around baby!"
A ray of light burst out and sank into Lu Bei's forehead. After a scream, the black light dissipated a lot.
"Please turn around baby!"
“Ahh—”
Lu Bei obtained the innate golden essence but was unable to refine it, and the innate golden essence also ignored him. It was not until Zhu Qilan took action and used the gold as the element of destiny of the White Tiger to tame the golden essence.
So, strictly speaking, the Innate Golden Essence is Zhu Qilan's magic weapon, but he couldn't defeat Lu Bei's persistence and kept it in his hands.
The two people's auras are connected, and Lu Bei can also purify the innate golden essence. He never slacks off in nourishing it every day. It is a magic weapon with great potential that can be upgraded with its master.
"Please turn, baby..."
"… "
[You killed Zhu Yintian and gained 600 million experience points. After judging the opponent's level, the difference is greater than 20 levels, so you are awarded 600 million experience points]
With Zhu Yintian's strength, his worth shouldn't be so high, and it might even be doubled, but he was first severely injured by Ji Han, then dragged away by Han Miaojun and attacked by Dao Yun, and then killed by Lu Bei.
Even so, this was the result of Han Miaojun helping Lu Bei.
Six hundred million is already a lot.
…
Boom! !
As soon as Zhu Yintian died, the formation that Lu Bei didn't recognize suddenly dissipated, the raging waves came again, and the calm plain was once again filled with storms. The violent gravity was ten times stronger than before, no, more than a hundred times stronger.
Lu Bei wasn't sure if this was Zhu Yintian's way of dying together with him, and he didn't have the time to think about it. His body sank into the sea of blood along with the bone shield under his feet. He struggled to swim upstream, but was unable to resist the force of gravity and fell rapidly towards the deep sea.
The body of the Immortal Sword was contaminated by mud and blood. In the blink of an eye, white bones could be seen all over the body.
He gritted his teeth, took out the magic weapon, the Withered Cicada Bell, hid inside the bell, and waited for the sword to be upgraded and restored before trying for the second time.
"The gravity is so violent, it must be affected by the formation, it won't last long..."
Lu Bei gritted his teeth and comforted himself.
He heard a crackling sound in his ears, and saw that the Withered Cicada Bell was unable to hold on and was defeated even faster than him, so he had no choice but to take out the Purple Sky Tower as a substitute.
As one of the three magical weapons of Xiong Chu, Zixiao Tower is countless times stronger than the other magical weapon, Xuanzhu Bow. Lu Bei guessed that there was a difference between the two magical weapons, and the Xuanzhu Bow could only exert its full power in the hands of the Gu family.
This has nothing to do with him. Mo Buxiu picked up the treasure with his own ability, and he worshipped his master with his own ability. Now it is his after it was passed down to him. If Xiong Chu wants to take it back, he can go and talk to Mo Buxiu about it.
Sure enough, the defense of Zixiao Tower is far superior to that of Kuchan Bell. The purple divine light resists the erosion of mud like a tortoise shell. Judging from its appearance, it can last at least five minutes.
What should we do if the power of the formation is still there after five minutes
Lu Bei thought solemnly. Every time the Immortal Sword Body recovered, he endured the pain and went out to upgrade. After three or five times, the Sword Body soared five levels and reached Lv9.
But even so, it couldn't stop the evil spirit in the dirty blood.
"I can't go on like this, or my physical body will be destroyed."
Lu Bei gritted his teeth secretly. He had the lesson of the sword villain Dugu. Otherwise, if he was immersed in the dirty demon blood that disordered his blood vessels for a long time, and considering Dugu's body that was swollen like a tumor, God knew what he would become after being contaminated.
Tentacle monsters and the like might be popular with witches, but his mistresses are all decent women. If he dares to change, they will chase him away.
Sizzle—
Finally, the Zixiao Tower could no longer hold on.
Lu Bei gritted his teeth, thinking about switching to the second incarnation and soaring up with the power of the Golden-winged Roc.
But it doesn't work.
There are many demons buried here, all of whom had great supernatural powers when they were alive. None of them escaped, and it would be very difficult for them to transform into a golden-winged Roc. The worst thing is that the golden-winged Roc, which had finally transformed into a human, would turn into thick water before it could flap its wings twice.
Just as I was thinking about it, the world suddenly became quiet.
The Zixiao Tower passed through the invisible barrier and arrived at a dark and silent place. The corrosive evil spirit disappeared, and the filth was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was an eternal tranquility.
Darkness is eternity and also represents peace.
Lu Bei tried to leave the Zixiao Tower, and a sharp pain struck his heart. It was not corrosion, but more like...
disinfect.
"No way, it's brewed into wine?"
Lu Bei gritted his teeth and waited for the sword to recover. After a moment, he stretched out his hand to summon a ball of dark liquid. He frowned and stared at it for a long time, then gritted his teeth and drank it in one gulp.
The burning line of fire burned from his throat to his abdomen, causing his facial features to be distorted by the pain. It was indeed the taste of alcohol, but the taste was extremely bad, perfectly avoiding all the beautiful taste buds.
When he was in Xuanlong, he was very disgusted with the winemaking technology there, using the blood of the monsters to make wine...
Anyway, he personally has no interest in tasting it.
Asking means quitting.
The Zixiao Tower was still sinking, but without the previous gravitational pull. Lu Bei pondered for a moment, then urged the Zixiao Tower to sink faster, wanting to see if there was any exit at the bottom of the abyss.
The passage was not found, but two plants of immortality were found in a fluorescent area.
Both plants are about one person tall. They can’t be said to be growing well, but they are too old to be pinched, and the best time to pick them has long passed.
Obviously, these two plants of immortality have fully matured.
Lu Bei waved his hand and took it away, cutting the grass completely and removing even a single whisker.
He moved around with the Purple Sky Tower, swaying and shaking, and found four mature immortal herbs. Just as he continued to roam the seabed, a faint power came from the front, appearing and disappearing like a pulsation.
Lu Bei's mind was lifted, and he controlled the Zixiao Tower to move away. If he was not mistaken, the mighty power he had felt in the hall before was this aura.
“Thank you for the gift of nature.”
The mighty power supported the vacuum zone, and the Zixiao Tower could fit in seamlessly with difficulty.
Lu Bei stepped onto the ground, and what he saw was a floating, changing red mass...
"Blood?"