Above the Immortal Cultivation

"Alas."

Song Fengyu stared at the "Fast" treasure hairpin in his hand, sighed, and put it away.

He didn't sigh for himself, but for the deep affection of the pig-headed monk.

The other party was full of sincerity, so he took out such a sharp weapon to break the formation.

At the same time, more importantly, he was reluctant to give it up, and it was because of his reluctance that he gave it to him.

This treasure that saved him from danger three times and turned the tide, for it, he already had a deep feeling for it, and he didn't want to see it destroyed in front of his eyes after two times.

Because of deep love, let go.

Well, in order to make the best use of you, and in order not to disappoint your former master, I will definitely use you on the blade, and will not weaken your reputation as a "breaking formation" holy object.

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

Song Fengyu didn't even think about it, and injected the limit of 100 spirit crystals into the puppet's body at once.

The puppet's body shook, and the range of the purple copper halo suddenly expanded, covering him tightly.

"Let's go."

Song Fengyu laughed "Haha" and walked forward.

The puppet followed him like a shadow.

After two days of inadvertently leaving, the purple thunder formation, regardless of the number of thunder balls, lightning, lightning, and thunder, all decreased linearly.

On the one hand, it benefited from the gradual hollowing out of the medium-sized spiritual veins, and on the other hand, it was the three-layer overlapping shocking worldly offensive tide, and Wang Lu's endless and boundless mighty power.

Thinking back to the shocking duel between the three-layer overlapping and Ximen Gan's sword, it seemed that he had returned to the fatal moment that almost buried him. If it weren't for the strange clouds and mist that swallowed Ximen Gan's Nascent Soul, he and Duan Zhi would have died, and Qin Hui could only accept the fate of defeat.

At that time, why did Ximen Gan, who was about to win, choose to send him and Duan Zhi to the west in the form of Nascent Soul leaving the body?

This is a weird and bizarre mystery.

As his strength increased, he not only practiced the four-layer overlap to the level of being able to do whatever he wanted, but also the earth-shattering five-layer overlap.

The five-layer overlap can be said to be the strongest of all his trump cards.

I don’t know who can force it out.

Wang Lu smiled indifferently, "Boom boom boom boom", the thunder formation has become a little shaky, and he put away the Kuiniu black light that protected his body three hours ago.

The thunder formation is struggling to protect itself, so how can it cause any harm to him.

Wang Lu looked calm, and in a snap of his fingers, hundreds of three-layer overlaps rushed up like bloodthirsty sharks, making the thunder formation tremble and emit bursts of weak roars.

Time is like running water, and two hours will pass by.

The last stick of incense will disintegrate you and make you disappear.

Hey, Wang Lu curled his lips, and his eyes were cold and wanton.

If you think too much, how can I give you the length of an incense stick?

In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of Wanglu suddenly separated and merged in an instant, and a golden light cut through the sky and the earth.

Immediately, a bright golden sun penetrated the clouds and mist, with millions of golden rays and brilliance filling the sky, and then suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the rolling purple thunder disappeared with it.

The thunder array was annihilated in the silent, but ten four-layer overlapping ten dragon elephants, and disappeared.

"Hu..."

Gusts of mountain wind blew Wang Lu's black hair and clothes.

As he expected, the core of the thunder array after shrinking ten times was located in the towering green mountain in the fourth level.

Looking around, surrounded by clouds and fog, the top of the mountain is vast and empty, and the peaks within a radius of fifty miles are as flat as if their heads were cut off by a sharp sword.

Not far from him, there was an ancient and quiet two-story light blue attic, surrounded by lush trees, giving people a sense of emptiness and tranquility in the thick clouds and fog.

Wang Lu simply glanced at the space red hole in the sky that was shrouded in clouds and fog, which was gradually healing and was a circle smaller.

It seemed like a lifetime ago. He had been in the secret tribe for thirteen days. There was only one level left, and he could climb the holy mountain that was revered as a god by the secret tribe.

He had thought before that he could escape into the space red hole and leave the secret tribe after entering the holy mountain and rescuing Song Fengyu's mother.

But the facts were in front of him, and he had to start over.

The space red hole seemed to be close at hand, but it was actually out of reach, just like the red mountain in the third level before.

He was able to pass through the air with Xue Tong's help and his extreme defense, but for Song Fengyu, if he didn't have a super strong defense treasure, he could only sigh and sigh at the sky, unable to move an inch.

Then wouldn't it be simple and easy to carry them out in a human bag?

Ha, the human bag is good, but the stronger the cultivation, the more unstable it is, especially for the strong people in the Spiritualization Stage, who can't fit in at all. Even if they force it in, the bag will be destroyed and the person will die in a breath.

Although it is just a small bag, the space changes in the bag are unfathomable.

The weapon refiner can only make it like a storage bag, and he doesn't understand why he does that.

As for Liu Fangfei, if the human bag is useless, he will give half of the defense to her. Whether she can escape from the secret tribe depends on her ability.

It is obvious that this plan is unsuccessful. It can't save Song Fengyu, and it will also give rise to many unpredictable complex situations.

After experiencing the Chishan space node and understanding the space attribute of the secret tribe's heaven and earth formation, he denied it.

He didn't know what to do next. The only thing he could do was to break through the five levels as soon as possible and rescue Liu Fangfei.

After the rescue, he could only deal with it as the situation dictated.

There is a saying that when the bridge reaches the bow, it will naturally be straight, and there are always more solutions than difficulties?

I had no choice but to find words to comfort myself.

There is no time to lose, just go.

Ignoring the terrifying clouds and mist, Wang Lu rushed to the edge of the cliff and plunged into it.

"Bang!"

The iron hammer with a weight of ten thousand times heavier than the others came through the air, knocking him dizzy and dazed.

Under the illumination of the snow pupil, the clouds and snow melted.

Similarly, the incomparable tearing force came as soon as it came, like thousands of tiny hands trying to tear him apart and tear him apart with bare hands.

If he stayed in the clouds and mist for a breath longer, his body would be torn and damaged a little more. Although this was what he wanted, a little excessive force, and the pure force pressure, had a subtle improvement in the hardness and toughness of his body.

Such opportunities are rare.

It's just that you need to pay attention to the fact that too much is as bad as too little, as long as you control the degree.

What's going on, it's a bit strange.

After two breaths, there was no trace of the bluestone road.

After five breaths, he fell a full 100,000 feet deep, but still could not see the bluestone road. Could it be that there was no bluestone road in this level, and he needed to rely on his own strength to cross the void to reach the holy mountain on the other side?

After thinking about it, the answer was not so.

Because this is almost impossible to do, otherwise, the five levels of the holy mountain would lose its original meaning.

Unless he has snow pupils and a body of iron bones, as fast as thunder and powerful as magic, are there many such people?

There are countless hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world, Wang Lu admits that there should be many.

However, there are definitely not many people with the ten great spiritual eyes.

In this case, the bluestone road is not below, and the answer is about to come out, so it can only be above.

Wang Lu smiled and reversed the direction and soared into the sky.

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