Above the Immortal Cultivation

"Kill!"

The Fire Lotus Burning Heaven Formation was broken, and the red-haired young man threw away the formation plate. The red spirit sword burst into a dazzling flame and rushed towards Li Jie and the others.

At the same time, the other four Yuanying period strongmen launched their methods.

For a moment, the magic weapon shone brightly, and the continuous rain and sea fog were evaporated before they fell.

"Come on."

The three swords combined into one, which consumed 30% of Li Jie's magic power.

The five opponents entered the Yuanying period at least two or three hundred years earlier than them, and their magic power was much deeper.

However, as the core disciples of a large sect, they were better in terms of skills, magical powers, and spiritual awareness, so the two of them would not suffer much loss.

The five people surrounded them, and the only way for now was to grit their teeth and hold on.

If Wang Lu was defeated, even if they fought to the death, they would not be able to escape death.

"Swords!"

Li Jie's eyes condensed, and the three green spirit swords suddenly turned into three, arranged in the air, each of which gestured a sky-blue sword aura, and quickly received the attacks of the red-haired young man and the other two Yuanying period strongmen.

Yu Ningzhi's strength was not as abnormal as Li Jie, but she was still able to dispatch two white life spirit swords, one against two, just offsetting.

In fact, in terms of spiritual attainments alone, the five red-haired young men were far inferior to the two.

You know, the more life magic weapons you have, the higher the requirements for spiritual awareness.

The weak ones are like children swinging a sledgehammer wildly, and sooner or later they will hurt themselves and die of exhaustion.

Fighting five people, the couple's consumption is very large, not only do they need a strong spiritual support, but also have to have a thick and deep mana.

Fortunately, they all have it.

Time passed by breath by breath.

Just a few breaths after Wang Lu escaped two thousand feet, Lou Hengshan, who was like the god of war Zhuge, followed closely.

"Ha!"

Wang Lu didn't say any more nonsense. He shouted softly, and a ball of black light surged up. His feet were slightly apart, and he made a half-fisted, punching posture.

"Huh!"

A black storm formed behind him in an instant, and a powerful force seemed to have come from another country and was directly caught in his hand.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Like lightning and thunder, a burst of "crackling" explosions sounded.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred huge forces comparable to mountains rumbled under Wang Lu's heavy punch.

The area within a radius of five miles suddenly became more than a hundred times heavier, and at the same time, the space was shaky and about to fall apart.

"Here comes the knife!"

Lou Hengshan, who has always been as steady as a mountain, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids when he saw Wang Lu's strong strength.

Such a bombardment cannot be resisted by defense at all, and it is necessary to stop killing with killing and attack with attack.

Before he finished speaking, a blue thick-backed knife burst into a knife flower with a "bang" sound and came into his hand.

Without thinking, he immediately raised all his magic power, held the blue spiritual knife tightly with both hands, and shouted: "Pinghai Yidao!"

With a slash of the knife, a blue sea formed in front of him, like a river turning upside down, and layers of huge waves continued to meet Wang Lu's unparalleled power.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The two phases intersected, and the whole island shook violently, and thunderous whistles were heard from afar.

"Huh?"

Wang Lu's eyes were sharp, and he gathered all his strength. In a trance, he narrowly avoided the attack of an almost invisible blue knife thread.

This person was too vicious, and he was almost cut in two.

"Okay!"

Lou Hengshan held the blue spiritual knife in one hand and naturally lowered the other hand. The whole person was full of momentum, like a peerless magic gun, blooming with proud fighting spirit.

He couldn't help but applaud Wang Lu's powerful spiritual perception and his body movements and speed, which he thought were irreversible.

He had the look of a master and was unfathomable.

"Bah, pretending, I'll beat you to ashes right away."

Wang Lu understood that the other party was just trying to lure the enemy by appearing calm and applauding him.

In fact, he was preparing for the next attack that was quietly brewing.

Sure enough, as soon as he uttered the word "ashes", a frightened and bad feeling came into his heart.

"Hahahahaha..."

Accompanied by Lou Hengshan's laughter, a four-color spiritual fan exuded an extremely amazing spiritual power and was thrown into his hand.

With a red face, he seemed to want to inject all his magic power into it without a single drop of leakage.

"One fan burns the earth!"

In the blink of an eye, a fan was swung out.

"Boom!"

Wang Lu felt stars in his eyes, and the whole world was shaking, as if the world was about to end and a strange fire fell from the sky.

A fierce four-color fire jumped into his eyes, and then a ball of four-color fire with a temperature high enough to burn the sky and boil the earth was about to burn him to ashes at an incredible speed.

"Ah!"

The four-color fire that was violent, plundering, cutting the face, burning the body, and burning blood was about to descend. Wang Lu shouted, and a golden sun that was enough to blind his eyes burst out in his arms.

He swung thirty sticks at the limit in an instant like a madman.

Unparalleled and powerful forces that could collapse mountains and split the sky were intertwined and entangled into an extremely dazzling golden sun under the heaviness of the sky-supporting stick itself and Wang Lu's extreme strength to pull mountains, and then blasted into the four-color sea of ​​fire in an instant.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Like a raging fire boiling oil, the sky and the earth collided, and dazzling golden light and four-color fire rushed into the sky, like a huge and gorgeous firework, lighting up the entire sky.

A huge pit with a radius of one mile and an unknown depth appeared in front of the two.

“Huahuahua…”

Countless seawater poured back from the bottom of the island, filling up the huge pit in less than a few breaths.

“Two fans burn the sky!”

Just as Wang Lu was trying to recover his strength, he suddenly heard a terrifying word that was like a thunderstorm.

Lou Hengshan, who had consumed at least 70% of his mana, took a large mouthful of spiritual liquid similar to the ten thousand year spiritual milk at an incredible speed, and his mana was instantly full. He did not expect that Wang Lu could actually break the "burning earth" magic of the four-color spiritual fan.

That was an extremely strong blow that almost no mid-Nascent Soul cultivator could resist.

Not only did this person not die, but he also took it alive, which made him murderous and murderous!

Although the four-color spiritual fan would suffer greater damage after the second fan was swung, he could not care so much.

This person's physical cultivation was too strong and he was now weak. Once he recovered some strength, he would be difficult to match.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!