Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu was not afraid of Bai Yang and Qin Hui seeing his strongest killer move. If they had the ability, they could just kill him and take the Deep Blue.

Besides, not everyone can use Deep Blue.

Not only does it require extraordinary mana, but if you want to exert half of its power, you have to stack ten of yourself, and it is only possible to do it in terms of cultivation.

After swallowing the milk extract six times in a row and adding his own mana, he could barely stimulate 30% of the power of Deep Blue.

Moreover, this is when he has the mana of the heroic realm. Even if he swallowed the milk extract three times in a row at the great perfection of the transformation of the spirit, he couldn't do it.

The activation of Deep Blue is not about quantity, but quality.

For example, even if I swallowed 10,000 drops of milk extract, I couldn't fill up the Deep Blue. Only a realm higher than the transformation of the spirit can achieve it.

The power of 30% of Deep Blue is enough for him to run rampant like a crab in this world.

But once it is used, the damage to oneself is also very large, which can be said to kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 of oneself.

The milk extract is not perfect. It is an incomparable holy medicine if used once or twice. If used more than twice continuously, it will become a poison, which is more poisonous each time.

The acupoints, meridians, and organs that are operated by the magic power simply cannot transform so many successive spiritual power storms, which are enough to destroy them all and turn them into useless people.

It is also because he has strength, otherwise, Wang Lu would have been blown to ashes by the spiritual power from inside to outside.

This is also the reason why he ran away immediately after using the deep blue and healed his wounds immediately.

Without Wang Lu's words, Duan Zhi also understood that the current Yinluanxuan should be the Yinluanxuan in 266 years. They will be treated differently, because he and Wang Lu are the only two survivors, and they have insight into the secrets of the Xuanzhu Bai Yang and Qin Hui.

Besides, he knows how strong the formation is. Wang Lu can break it easily. If he ignores Qin Hui, Bai Yang must covet the treasure in his arms.

It seems that I have to avoid Yinluanxuan in the future. Don't run in there for no reason. If there is nothing important, it is best to stay away from it.

Then, the two of them chatted for a long time, talking about everything, ancient and modern, skills and supernatural powers, secret books, relics and secret realms, right and wrong ways...

Except for not mentioning their own spiritual eyes, they gave their own unique insights, and the two benefited a lot.

Although there are differences in the top ten spiritual eyes, there is no difference in high and low. The gap between all spiritual eyes is very small.

As the saying goes, kings do not meet kings. The two of them are the only ones in the world.

So Wang Lu always called Duan Zhi "Daoyou Duan", "Daoyou" and called him by his name, and Duan Zhi was also "Daoyou Wang", "Daoyou" and his name.

Both of them understood that although their cultivation was very low, there must be a distant future, and they also had this confidence.

The two hugged each other tightly. Duan Zhi didn't say where he was going, nor did he leave any contact information. He left alone.

The road is long and unpredictable. Duan Zhi, take care.

Looking at his back, Wang Lu said to himself: "Qin Hui, you disappoint me so much. Everything before is written off. If we meet in the future, we will fight each other."

And the matter of Yin Shijiu, the deputy master of Xuan, do you still remember the promise?

Yinluanxuan is no longer the Yinluanxuan before, but he has to go. The injury of the force has only healed 30%.

There is no need to think about the Kuiniu magic pill. First, there is no inner pill of the demon beast with Kuiniu blood. Second, even if there is, with his messy alchemy, it will be a waste without Xiaolu sitting in.

Now there is only one way left, at least ten kinds of ancient spiritual materials can be restored.

In one word, difficult.

Ximen Gan emptied his family's savings, but he only had six things, not to mention the others.

Huh?

Isn't Yinluanxuan in Zhongzhou the base camp of Yinshijiu Family? Why not find him while Qin Hui and Bai Yang are still not firmly established? Maybe he can get it.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu felt relieved.

No hurry. Thirty-four years have passed. In the last five days in the palace, he turned into a paper man and shuttled and wandered in countless lights like lightning, which gave him great touch and enlightenment.

It's like it was tailor-made for his "Crossing the Clouds". If he retreats for decades, he will be able to integrate it and let his body skills and speed take another step forward.

Moreover, this is not achieved by strength, but a method of practicing speed, which is equivalent to the extension and supplement of "Crossing the Clouds".

Wang Lu did it as he thought.

His eyes closed slightly, and his spiritual consciousness sank into it again.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish..."

Countless rays of light came again, and he became a paper man again...

Unconsciously, his spiritual consciousness reflected on his body, and Wang Lu moved.

Left, right, left, front, back, east, west, south, north...

Soon, the whole cave was filled with his fleeting shadows, layer upon layer, endless.

Like fallen leaves in the wind, like duckweed chasing the waves, Wang Lu was as light as a swallow, floating freely, sinking and floating, free and happy.

Eleven years passed in a flash.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Countless Wang Lus crackled and exploded, the explosions lasted for a long time, and the afterimages continued...

After half a minute, the sound stopped, the afterimages disappeared, but where was Wang Lu's shadow in the field?

He had left, leaving the nameless cave where he had stayed for forty-five years.