Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu looked at the gradually shrinking black hole in the air with a calm face and fell into thought.

In fact, he sympathized with the shrimp soldier. He finally waited for the opportunity to escape and could have saved his life, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't appreciate it at all and wanted to take his life.

Alas, since I have this idea, I can only kill you and get rid of you.

Facing the shrimp soldier whose strength has skyrocketed after devouring his companions, if he fights with all his strength, maybe he will still survive.

However, it is difficult not to be injured by such a powerful opponent. In this weird and unpredictable environment, if he is seriously injured, it is tantamount to sending himself to death, which is too unprofitable.

At that time, the backhand he left quietly, which became the key to victory.

Flashback:

When he was attacked by two shrimps, he used his extreme body skills to knock two monsters away, and then chased one of them at an unimaginable speed. He calmly looked behind him and moved his fingers slightly:

The six-star arched moon blade escaped into the void, so that they could slightly block the shrimp soldiers behind him, so that he could buy a short time to kill one shrimp.

However, he did not expect that after achieving the Nascent Soul, the sky-supporting stick combined with the strange yellow talisman cloud would be so powerful and heavy that it would directly smash the shrimp soldiers.

This earth-shaking scene directly shocked the monster's mind.

Seeing this, his heart suddenly moved, and Wang Lu saw the dawn of victory. He let the seven blades continue to hide in the void and quietly set up a killing game around the monster.

Everything was going according to plan. When the shrimp soldiers broke through the realm continuously at an extremely fast speed, although he felt very bad, he believed that the monster's fate was already doomed.

Then, why didn't he launch an offensive immediately?

He hurriedly entered the Nascent Soul stage, stabilized his cultivation, and then came to the corner of the South China Sea. He had no time to sort out his magical powers carefully, even though he had roughly explored and sensed them before, and was somewhat unfamiliar.

So, he accepted the sweet words of the shrimp soldier and let him play.

At the same time, he quickly and thoroughly reviewed the "Thousand Threads of Blade Formation" again...

And the plain, indifferent, calm, and frightened expressions he showed were, on the one hand, to deceive the shrimp soldier's pretended fearlessness of it, and on the other hand, after repeated familiarity, the power of this formation greatly exceeded his prediction after the Nascent Soul stage.

In particular, the vicious scolding of the shrimp soldier was exactly what he had to do to push the "Thousand Threads of Blade Formation" to an important node.

Another point, with victory in hand, he also wanted to sense some of the monsters' views on the human race.

As expected, the shrimp soldier said "the human race is declining, and the myriad races are rising", "Dang", the whole person was shocked on the spot.

Then he put aside this thought. Even if it was true, what could it do? Now it was still unknown whether he could walk out of the corner of the South China Sea alive. How could he have extra thoughts to consider it?

After a series of intrigues, Wang Lu got what he wanted, and Xia Bing finally understood a magical power in the sword formula.

Both of them thought that there was no need to talk anymore, so they launched their strongest means in order to eliminate each other.

Next, it was the overwhelming and stunning killing of Xia Bing.

60% of the "Thousand Threads Blade Formation", I didn't expect your power to increase linearly. This unexpected surprise you gave me came just right, and I, Wang, am quite satisfied.

Wang Lu's eyes showed a bright electric light and exclaimed.

This is why the whole process of reversing and killing Xia Bing in a snap of a finger.

"Come."

At the wave of his hand, the six-star arched moon blade jumped to his side, like seven clear jade butterflies flying up and down, dancing gracefully. Wang Lu smiled warmly, "Haha", and with the spell, the seven blades turned into seven tiny dots and were swallowed by the Nascent Soul.

The two shrimp soldiers were extraordinary. If it weren't for his superior skills and a little luck, the seven blades hidden in the air might have been spotted by the shrimp soldiers, and a tragic bloody battle would be inevitable.

People, you still have to prepare one or two more backups for yourself, so that you can go further in the ever-changing and treacherous world of cultivation.

With the fall of the shrimp soldiers, the shrouded blue mist quickly faded, and it would dissipate in the time it takes to eat a meal.

Looking up at the sky, it was not the blue sky and white clouds outside. The high sky was covered with a layer of light white mist. The vision and consciousness were restored to normal. There were countless low-lying swamps here and there.

Countless three-leaf blue sawtooth grasses grew wildly, covering the ground, lush and green. Everywhere you look, it is dense and pure blue, which is very charming.

The space black hole has shrunk from a radius of five miles to less than three feet. In three breaths at most, it will be annihilated and restored to its original state.

Wang Lu followed that inexplicable spiritual feeling and stopped when he was about to run over.

After three breaths, the three-foot space black hole was still resisting stubbornly, just unwilling to dissipate.

It's a bit weird.

After a closer look, I understood.

I don't know whether I should be happy or in other moods. I flew to the black hole in the void, and unswervingly reached in with my right hand, grabbing the deep blue sharp sword that prevented the space from healing.

"Squeak!"

It was like thousands of extremely sharp blades, violently and madly cutting.

"Come out for me!"

It was as painful as a piercing heart. Wang Lu shouted violently, exerted his strength, and suddenly pulled out the spiritual sword.

The entire palm and a small part of the forearm were completely unrecognizable, bloody and fleshy, with bones visible, very scary.

If there was any more delay, it might be useless.

"Wow!"

The black light of Kuiniu surged like a stream of water, wrapping and repairing the injury on the right hand.

The Deep Blue Spirit Sword is very powerful. Not only is it completely unscathed among billions of blades, it has also persisted in the space turbulence for so long, and it is still as new as usual. Its high quality can compete with some peerless divine weapons.

The spirit sword floated in front of him, and the sword body was wrapped in a circle of elegant deep blue light. Wang Lu's consciousness entered, and his eyes were slightly closed, and then slowly opened after a while.

According to the message, the sword is called: Deep Blue, and it is made of a kind of "Deep Blue Spirit Jade" that he has never heard of. It took 999 years to forge.

This sword has no sword owner, and the shrimp soldiers can only be qualified to refine it when they are completely transformed into human form.

Therefore, for hundreds of thousands of years, they can only use it simply and have no way to deal with it.

He can refine it and make it a magic weapon for him, but he can only exert 60% of the power of this sword.

With his current realm and strength, at most 15%.

Don't underestimate the power of 60%. With one sword, it is as easy to break the sky and breathe as drinking water.

Wang Lu stared at the deep blue with some uneasiness, and was struggling fiercely in his heart.

Should he refine it?

Or put it away and leave it to the right person?

Or should he not use it?