Above the Immortal Cultivation

Including the elder scholar surnamed Sun, when Wang Lu finally appeared and was protected by Yin Qiyi, he faced the behemoth Yin Luanxuan, and this person had offended the two super powers of Ti Zong and Yu family at the same time. The sect, this made them avoid the enemy. They were worried that Wang Lu would be killed with one blow, but they did not expect that he would still escape from such a predicament.

They were so happy that they immediately chased Wang Lu secretly when he was escaping. He was able to survive to the end and killed Wuji, the genius mad sword of Ti Zong, and Yu Hao, the direct descendant of the Yu family. He must be carrying the heavenly spirit. great wealth.

Fortunately, except for them, no one could catch his traces. Even if this person was a peerless genius, he was seriously injured and was hunted down by the Nascent Soul stage strongmen and several Jindan stage monks from the Yan family. The master is ready to catch you.

Yan Fei immediately made a decision and immediately used the family's Thousand Miles Communication Talisman. The entire Yan family, except for the head of the family, was almost mobilized. Three Yuan Ying stage strongmen of the Yan family led the remaining Jindan stage monks of the Yan family and immediately took a thousand-mile flying boat and headed towards Wang Lu. In the direction of escape, they were pursued at lightning speed.

If this person could be killed, the seriously ill Yan family would come back to life and regain their vitality.

However, Wang Lu's escape direction kept changing, and the man ran out five hundred miles away in almost a few breaths, so it took them a lot of effort to lock him down.

Originally, they thought that even if Wang Lu took them around, they would be able to find him and capture him in less than half a day. However, this man had wings like a bird and flew millions of miles away at high speed, almost losing him. found his traces.

The scholar surnamed Sun could only hide the resentment and murderous intention deep in his heart. Once he captured the masked middle-stage Jindan monk, he would immediately remove his storage bag and use thunderous means to kill Yan Fei. Kill several people, find the command card, and fly away.

Time flew by, and three days flew by.

The scholar, Yan Fei and his party came to this boundless swamp. At a glance, they saw overgrown weeds and potholes everywhere. What puzzled the scholar was that the purple thread should have been extremely strong and accurate, but when it came to this person's hiding place The place has become vague and non-existent.

Yan Fei took the purple bell without saying a word, drank lightly, forced out a few drops of blood essence from his fingers, and quickly blended it into the bell. "Drink", he quickly played several magic spells on the bell.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The bell glowed with purple light, and a thick purple silk thread visible to the naked eye stretched into the distance in an instant.

"over there!"

Yan Fei threw the bell out, and it flew towards Wang Lu's hiding place with a jingling sound.

In less than half a stick of incense, the purple bell emitted a purple brilliance and stopped over a pond full of weeds. Yan Fei made a move with one hand and the bell returned to his hand.

"Haha, I haven't shown up yet, do I have to ask you to come out?" The scholar in the early stage of Nascent Soul held a black feather fan in his hand and smiled arrogantly.

The eight Yan family monks with different golden elixir levels had surrounded the half-mile radius of the pond, and released their respective magic weapons to prepare for the attack.

"Wow!"

With weeds flying and mud splashing everywhere, Wang Lu, wearing a lion-head mask, flew out of the swamp. As he flew out, dozens of ice and thunder talismans were thrown at the Yan family monks.

"Little tricks!"

The scholar gently shook the feather fan in his hand, and a piece of black light was sprinkled on the ice thunder that broke through the sky. The cultivators also used their methods, and before the ice thunder came, it was exploded by the magic weapon.

They did not give Wang Lu a chance to breathe. The moment they extinguished the ice thunder, everyone waved their magic weapons in unison, and all kinds of brilliance bombarded Wang Lu in mid-air.

The scholar's sleeves swung, and several fans roared out, and pieces of black light rushed toward the royal road.

Wang Lu was frightened. He must not encounter this black light. Coupled with the attacks of various magic weapons coming from the sky, he was seriously injured, and the talisman became his only means of attack.

"ha!"

Wang Lu drank loudly, his hands were like butterflies piercing flowers. In an instant, hundreds of intermediate heavy water gun talismans were arranged neatly and burst out. Everyone felt that the entire space was more than a hundred times heavier. For a moment, their legs fell into the mud. in the swamp.

"defense!"

Yan Fei shouted loudly, and hundreds of heavy water tassel spears glowing with a faint black light, carrying huge power and the magical power of destroying space, instantly destroyed the magical power of their magic weapon, and then swept towards them like a flood.

"Hua Hua Hua..."

Everyone was in a hurry and released their own defensive treasures. At the same time, they used offense to defend. The magic weapons in their hands were overwhelmingly slashed and stabbed towards the heavy water tassel spear with various sword marks and sword rays. However, before they could touch the tassel spear, they were struck by a huge weapon. Disintegrated by force.

Seeing this, the strong scholar forced a drop of essence and blood to merge into the black light. Suddenly, the black light seemed to have drunk a tonic soup. In one contraction and stretch, it completely covered dozens of tassel spears, trying to kill the king. The road was completely swallowed up.

The crisis suddenly dropped. Although he didn't understand what black light was, Wang Lu believed that once he was contaminated with black light, the consequences would be extremely serious.

The black light was like the sickle wielded by the god of death, sending chills all over his body.

He didn't even think about it. His heavy water gun talisman was indeed powerful, but tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones were consumed in just a wave of his hand. Now was not the time to feel distressed. Spiritual stones were worthless compared to his life.

"Thundering Formation!"

Wang's face turned cold, and he quickly spit out these four words that made the scholar's scalp numb.

Sure enough, the tattered orange clouds suddenly floated above the head. Under the sway, under the traction of the orange clouds, hundreds of intermediate and low-level thunder talismans were thrown within a radius of one mile.

"burst!"

Orange floating clouds tightly covered the royal road from head to toe, killing a thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Countless thunder and lightning were instantly detonated within a radius of one mile.

A monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core frantically poured mana into a jade pendant, a defensive treasure. A thunderstorm flashed before his eyes, and he and the jade pendant were directly blown into ashes.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Seven hoarse death screams were heard, and there were still two left.

While Wang Lu gritted his teeth, a thousand thunder talismans were raised again. He shouted angrily with the determination to succeed or not: "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Suddenly, the entire swamp shook, and even the Wanglu, which was covered by orange clouds, was forcibly involved in the thunderstorm.

"ah!"

An earth-shaking scream came from Wang Lukou.

"call!"

There was no grass growing in a radius of five miles, and a huge pit appeared out of thin air. Countless swamp water and mud poured into the pit continuously.

"ha!"

Ten breaths later, a figure flew out of the huge pit tremblingly. Wang Lu's whole body was bleeding and he almost turned into a white skeleton. He narrowly escaped death.

Looking at a direction, he took out the Qingluan Flying Ancient Treasure and drove nine wind spirit stones into the center of the formation in one breath. The Qingluan Flying Ancient Treasure swung its tail in the air and galloped away into the distance.

Wang Lu was so seriously injured that he finally took out the Iron Wood Ape puppet from the storage bag. Hundreds of wind spirit stones were scattered on the ground, and he passed out.

Dead or alive, we can only leave it to fate.