Above the Immortal Cultivation

"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck."

Hearing the sad but sharp laughter from the Silver Corpse, Wang Lu's slightly relaxed nerves suddenly became tense. He could clearly feel the other party's angry laughter, and then the Silver Corpse would burst out with unimaginable power.

At this point, he had to dig out his flesh to mend the sores and drank a sip of spiritual wine. In an instant, the spiritual power in his body rushed everywhere. With a "puff", a large mouthful of blood spurted out. Wang Lu felt a little better. He was messy and bruised. He took another sip of spiritual wine, waiting for the stormy and tidal attack of the Silver Corpse.

He didn't wait long. The dust dispersed, gradually revealing the true form of the silver corpse.

The silver corpse was covered with scars. Those scars were like tiny earthworms covering its entire body. It looked ferocious and terrifying. Silks of silver blood continued to flow out from the scars, dripping on the ground drop by drop, covering the solid ground. It corroded into tiny pits one by one.

It looked at Wang Lu viciously, with two rays of cold light that wanted to tear him apart, and said coldly: "If you have the magical power of Ice Thunder Zhengfa, you can make me disappear into thin air without firing five ice thunders. However, even if You burst out millions of tiny ice thunders, which only caused some damage to me, but it was enough to make you proud. Our Silver Corpse Clan, even the seventh-level Silver Corpse, is comparable to the Yuan of your human race. The mid-infancy monk is much stronger than the ordinary ninth-level monsters. Hehe, you don’t know the heights of the world, let me show you how powerful I am now!”

Wang Lu didn't pay attention to its anger, and now it had reached a critical moment of life and death.

"Uh-huh..."

The silver corpse made a low but hoarse strange sound. As the sound came out, the wounds on its body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The silver body became taller and thicker, and two long and sharp fangs emerged from its body. The mouth suddenly came out, and two thick arms were covered with silver hair like silver needles in the blink of an eye. The nails grew like crazy, and the nails that were half a foot long shone with poisonous silver, which was extremely dazzling.

While the silver corpse was changing, Wang Lu was also unambiguous. The six-star Gongyue Blade bloomed with green light, shuttled in front of him like thunder, and quickly merged into the void. Wang Lu roared and waved his hands continuously. , one magic formula after another was driven into the space three feet in front of him. As the magic formula was penetrated, the entire colorless three-foot space gradually became green, and bursts of bursting sounds filled the blue-colored space. There was a sound in the space, and this scene made the Silver Corpse in the distance feel heartbroken.

Seeing this, the Silver Corpse knew that it had underestimated the early-stage Jindan cultivator opposite. It drew a circle with its hands in mid-air, and suddenly, a crimson spiritual stick appeared in its hands without any warning.

It lifted up the spiritual stick and swung it out, and the sound of explosions spread forward from the space in front of it with "bang", "bang", "bang" and "bang", and broke into the blue space in the blink of an eye.

However, what made Yin Zhi feel nervous was that the stick shadow was like a stone thrown into the sea, disappearing without even a bubble.

Wang Lu made a hand seal with his hands and pointed hard at the blue space: "Go!"

The green space was like a divine arrow that had left its string, jumping up and down twice before suddenly disappearing without a trace.

Seeing this, Silver Corpse turned pale with fright, and secretly said in his heart: Oops, but he quickly danced the spiritual stick without any ambiguity. Circles of crimson stick shadows instantly wrapped it up layer by layer. Almost at the same moment, the blue-colored corpse The space also flew down from the sky, surrounding the silver corpse tightly and watertightly. The dark red stick shadow continued to dissipate under the shroud of the blue space.

The Silver Corpse felt an unprecedented fear, howled, and the whole body of silver light shone brightly. It violently tore off its entire right arm from left to right, and with a pinch, the right arm quickly melted into the crimson spiritual stick. Suddenly, in The crimson stick shadow that was about to disappear in the green space appeared again, and became increasingly crimson.

A frightening and intense throb passed into Wang Lu's heart. Before he had time to remove the 3.5% "Inexhaustible Blade Array" formed by the six-star Gong Yue Blade, a crimson scorching sun exploded with a "bang". .

The Six-Star Gongyue Blade was blown away by the red sun and instantly lost its spirituality. Wang Lu suddenly spurted out several large mouthfuls of blood. His breath suddenly sank to the lowest point, and he collapsed on the ground and passed out.

While Wang Lu was unconscious, a fleeting figure shot towards the Silver Corpse like a thunderbolt. When the Silver Corpse self-mutilated its arms and magic weapon and was panting and unable to react, a finger pointed between its eyebrows.

"Ah!" Silver Corpse let out an earth-shattering scream, with his eyes wide open, he slashed hard in front of him with his remaining left hand.

"Hmm..." The Jinghong groaned, and with his hands that were faster than lightning and like butterflies piercing flowers, he kept touching various parts of the silver corpse's body, and with each finger falling, the silver corpse After a moment of stiffness, it was not until hundreds of fingers fell on the silver corpse that the silver corpse stood upright like a real zombie that Jinghong showed his true face.

This is a short and strong monk with a fat body, broad shoulders, wide ears and a big nose. He is like a dwarf in front of the transformed silver corpse. He touched his big nose, walked up to the silver corpse, and said with a sigh: "Silver Army, since you thought you had destroyed me 100,000 years ago, and then used the formation to find the fragments of the seven-level pagoda one by one, you have been crazy enough to violate the oath we three made in front of Master Miaozhen, and you have refined a large number of copper corpses regardless of the punishment from heaven. Alas, , the current situation is what you deserve. I can only say that karma will always come true, and those who do evil will eventually perish! In order to permanently suppress this seven-level pagoda that is almost about to become an innate spiritual treasure, I can only abandon our 260,000-year friendship and completely wipe you out here. "

After saying this, the short and strong monk pointed his index finger at the heart of the silver corpse, and the silver corpse dissipated in the air like dust, leaving only the dilapidated seven-level pagoda floating alone in the air.

The short and strong monk calmly watched the silver army disappear into ashes without any fluctuations in his eyes. He was indeed a man of strong mind.

After doing all this, he casually took the seven-level pagoda that was still struggling and came to Wang Lu.

Previously, he secretly possessed the body of the Silver Army and came here together, and sent a message to Wang Lu, asking Wang Lu to inflict as much damage to the Silver Army as possible. In the end, even he did not expect that this cultivator actually possessed a set of magic weapons that could enter the category of spiritual treasures. Not only that, he also possessed a set of extremely powerful ancient blade formations. The combination of the two hurt the foundation of the Silver Army, which gave him a rare and fatal blow. Otherwise, in his current situation, he would not be able to hurt the Silver Army at all, let alone take his life.

Even if Wang Lu gave him great help, it is not good to say that without Wang Lu's full-strength attack, he might even die here.

However, he must stick to the oath he made in front of the Miaonian Sect's Miaozhen Venerable: Anyone who has seen the Seven-Level Pagoda must die!