Above the Immortal Cultivation

If it is an ordinary person, his eyes can only be pierced under the blazing light of the Wuji Wuji Crazy Sword, which is as fierce as the sun. However, for those who have already embarked on the king's path of the meridian realm of "Kui Niu Stepping on the Sky", even if the spiritual energy The light from the ultimate explosion was still clearly visible in his eyes.

"Certainly!"

Crazy Blade Wuji exhaled softly, and the space within ten feet of Wang Road seemed to have reversed time and space, motionless.

In desperation, Wang Lu only felt that his body was enveloped by a mysterious force. Only his spiritual consciousness was still running wildly, and he had lost control of his body. His magic power and his own strength were all in that mysterious force. Under the power, there was no reaction, which made him feel a hint of death coming!

"ah!"

Angry and desperate, Wang Lu burst out with a strong desire for life. His body suddenly relaxed, but his magic power was still suppressed and could not be mobilized at all.

"call!"

When the Soul-Breaking Spirit Sword came into his hands, his face was gloomy and his magic power was suppressed. However, the power finally returned to his body. He was shocked and let out a shocking roar!

"Certainly!"

Seeing this, Pangu's phantom doubled in size again, and Wuji, the mad sword, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of rich and extremely muddy yellow blood essence. The Wuji thick-backed sword shook wildly, and made a series of "whimpering" sounds, as if it was about to It's like breaking apart.

However, as the word "ding" appeared, Wang Lu on the opposite side instantly stopped all movements, and even the Spirit-Breaking Sword fell to the ground with a "dong" without any reaction.

"kill!"

Crazy Sword Wuji once again spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Wuji's thick-backed knife slowly drew a "cross" in the air one stroke at a time!

Two orange-gold slashes that shattered the space and cut Wang Lu, who had his mouth wide open and couldn't say "Ah" in shock, into four parts as fast as lightning.

"Boom"

With a loud sound, the bodies of Si Kuai and Wang Lu disappeared into thin air!

"snort!"

Crazy Sword Wuji snorted coldly, and Wuji's thick-backed sword sent out a ray of yellow thread, faintly following an invisible space thirty feet away!

Wang Lu stepped out, only to see that his whole body was dripping with blood, and his black robe was barely covering his body. He laughed "haha" and allowed the blood to flow out from his body.

After the battle, he finally said the second sentence after "San Xiu, Chen Yong":

"Dream Sect, Futang Wanglu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, orange clouds floated above his head, and it seemed that tens of millions of talismans were swimming and intertwining in the clouds like swimming fish, with an awe-inspiring momentum!

"Tolerate all things, all things become empty, and the shadow talisman appears!"

He drank a large gulp of Millennium Monkey Wine at an extremely fast speed, and the orange clouds split into nine, transforming into nine identical king roads.

The nine Wang Lu wearing monkey head masks had indifferent expressions. When they opened their hands, nine ink-black Soul-breaking Spirit Swords came into their hands with lightning. In the flash of light, they held the Soul-Breaking Spirit Sword tightly with both hands, and a dark sword gang emerged from the broken spirit sword. Flowers bloomed from the Spirit Sword.

"broken!"

The king's path of the main body raised the broken spirit, and the nine king's paths disappeared immediately, blending into the broken spirit that was still clearly visible. They merged into one, and a silent black sword mark crossed the void, and he was about to make the next move. The mad sword Wuji reacts in one step.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

The Crazy Sword Wuji split into two parts in the black sword marks and exploded with a "bang" sound.

At this point, the smoke has disappeared, and you can't die anymore!

A storage bag fell from mid-air. Wang's face turned cold. The storage bag came out of the air. When he looked into it with his consciousness, he couldn't help but raise his lips:

"Get rich!"

After the mad sword Wuji was killed by Wang Lu's orange talisman cloud vision and strength, in the Ti Zong cave with the richest spiritual energy in Ti Zong and Ti Tan Peak, hundreds of millions of miles away, a man was meditating and practicing. The ordinary, introverted late-stage Jindan cultivator suddenly frowned slightly, and a dark yellow token suddenly shattered.

The token reads: Crazy Sword Wuji.

"hehe......"

When he saw the token shattered into powder, he chuckled for some unknown reason, and then returned to his meditation practice.

Half a day later, the white-haired and thin Patriarch Wushang, who was in the late stage of Tizong's divine transformation, came to Tizheng Cave. He looked at the only life tablet left on the stone table and said to the young monk who was still indifferent: " Wuyao, your senior brother has gone back. If you also go back together with Wuji, then our Ti Sect may face the end of disintegration. As my teacher, I hope you will act within your ability and think twice before doing anything. The stronger will be stronger. Being strong requires toughness that hurts your bones! Although Pangu is an ancient giant, he cannot cover the sky with one hand, and he still has many powerful opponents. Do you understand what I mean?"

After hearing the heartfelt words of Patriarch Wushang, the young monk still closed his eyes, but turned his body upside down, kneeling in front of Patriarch Wushang, throwing his hands on the ground, and burying his head deeply on the ground.

Wuyao said every word: "Disciple understands, please rest assured, Master, I will definitely avenge Senior Brother Wuji, solve the mystery of the ascension that has lasted forty thousand years, and return to the immortal world."

Then, he spoke again: "The person who can kill Senior Brother Wuji must be the most powerful person in the body training. This is training and an opportunity. After I get rid of this person, the body training can learn from everyone's strengths and surpass Pangu ancestors and disciples." Wake up!"

"Ha ha!"

After hearing this, Patriarch Wushang disappeared.

Everything returned to calm.

Ancestor Wushang was comforted. He finally understood the ultimate reason why Wuyao did not fight or compete, because the body sect had only one successor since the end of the ancient times.

This was the arrogance of Pangu Giant God under his invincibility. He would rather lose his inheritance than be like him, arrogant to the point of conceit, and finally lost the ability to resist the Heavenly Dao.

The body sect is based on body forging, but judging from the fall of Pangu Giant God, it is necessary to take another path, perhaps to resist the aging of the Heavenly Dao. This may also be the reason why Pangu left behind his inheritance.

Pangu has died, but the body sect has not declined. This should be the reason why the Heavenly Dao left the body sect so that it can surpass others but cannot be higher than it.

You can live well, but everything will be in vain.

Ancestor Wushang was helpless. Why didn't he know these truths? However, under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, the body sect could only be like this, and the fairy world had no way to talk about it. He could only look forward to the only successor of this body sect under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao!

The Heavenly Dao did not know and understood that it was suppressed to the extreme. Perhaps, one day, it would be able to break the sky!

Could it be that what it is looking forward to is the day of breaking the sky? If so, it will no longer be complacent and advance to the next level?

Be silent, do not perish in silence, then explode in silence!

Perhaps, the reason why Dayan Fifty can never be complete is that it is still missing that one, Wu Yao, Wang Lu, Chen Zhi, Taishan Xing, Yin Nineteen, perhaps... it is that "one"?

Three months and twenty-two days have passed in Tianyun Secret Realm, and there are still two months before the end. The survival list stands proudly in the air, with only thirty-four numbers shining brightly.

On the seventeenth day of the third month, at four o'clock in the evening, when the number one hundred and thirty-one disappeared, the elder of the Baidan Sect in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul sighed secretly, but did not leave.

He also wanted to see who the last person to walk out of the secret realm was. Even Kuang Dao Wuji fell in the secret realm. He almost dared not imagine what kind of existence the other party was. He also wanted to know:

Who is it!

After Wang Lu killed Kuang Dao Wu Ji and took away his storage bag, less than ten breaths later, a golden smoke rose from where Kuang Dao Wu Ji disappeared. The shadows of a dragon and a phoenix flew into the sky at a very fast speed and soon disappeared.

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I want to complain a lot. I want to thank all the book friends. I am drunk, Xue Lianhua... and you. Thank you! Circle Three, come on! ! ! ! ! !