Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu also wanted to help, but he was seriously injured, especially his eyes, which were separated by a thin line, and he was blind. There was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, the spiritual energy here is indeed very strong. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, it would have taken decades for him to wake up naturally in such a tragic situation that he almost died.

It's only been two months now, and he's already overjoyed.

He estimated that he would be able to return to his peak within a year at most.

When the time comes, it will definitely break you and come to you with force, the corner of the South China Sea.

A year later, Wang Lu finally recovered and his magic power increased further.

The spiritual energy here is extremely strong. Even if he doesn't take the initiative to practice, countless spiritual energy will be drilled into his body. In addition to refining a large amount of spiritual energy to repair injuries, there is also a surplus to cultivate mana. When he travels around the world, his cultivation will naturally increase.

Let him go directly from the previous mid-to-late stage of the early Yuanying stage to the early to late stage of the early stage of the Yuanying stage. This small leap of realm increased his mana by nearly 20% and made his consciousness more condensed.

The physical body was almost reorganized, and the Kui Niu black light in his body was as light as water but dense and tight. He seemed to have inexhaustible power and punched out, causing the world to shatter.

Wang Lu remained calm as usual, looking at Yang Kelin who was frowning and performing extreme deductions, he fired a magic formula.

"call."

Yang Kelin let out a breath, turned around and saw Wang Lu who was back to his original state, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, Wan Fu said: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist for returning to the top, and thank you for not giving up on me, little lady, you are polite here. "

"I promised you that I would take you to the corner of the South China Sea. Although it is extremely dangerous, I will not break my promise."

"This formation is not much weaker than the previous formation that covered the giant island. Can Fellow Daoist Yang gain anything?"

Wang Lu asked.

"This formation is constantly changing. For more than a year, I have only found a small point ten degrees three hundred and forty-six millimeters thirty-six feet deep in the southeast direction. This point has an extremely brief appearance every three days. Stop and calculate the time. It will come in two days. My fellow Taoist has extraordinary attainments. I am sure he will be able to follow the diagram and trace the source. "

Yang Kelin smiled slightly, with a shallow dimple inlaid on her red jade face, pretty and charming.

"Fellow Taoist, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."

Wang Lu's eyes lit up. Although this formation was not as obscure and complicated as the previous formations, it was almost natural, repeated over and over, and perfect.

He looked at it with his snow eyes for a long time, but he couldn't find even the slightest flaw.

After she said this, things became much simpler.

He also saw that Yang Kelin had long been strong on the outside but dry on the inside. There were traces of dry sweat in her hair, and her magic power had almost reached the end.

This harvest is completely sufficient.

Yang Kelin didn't show any pretense, she took out a pill and took it orally without any courtesy. She didn't seem to worry about any danger at all. She sat down cross-legged in a graceful manner and just meditated and recovered in front of Wang Lu. She quickly fell into cultivation. .

"Hey."

Wang Lu smiled casually. With her intelligence, she must have seen all his skills and magical weapons. No one has understood him so thoroughly.

However, the talisman at the bottom of the box, the six-star Gongyue Blade and the "Infinite" were not revealed, which was also a major reason why he was relieved to save her life again.

It's hard to say that even if he is very close to someone, he will still have reservations.

Unless some very special circumstances arise.

Furthermore, without the last-minute treasure of Yang Kelin, the two of them would not have the present moment, and their bones would have long since disappeared, turning into the nourishment of the island.

Little did the beautiful girl Yang Kelin know that she had once again walked away from the gate of hell in a dangerous way.

It seems that many times, knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.

Wang Lu calmed down and opened his snow pupils. Countless dust-like silk threads of various colors were shuttled and intertwined in an orderly manner at all times. An invisible giant array came into view. He was amazed when he saw it, but he didn't know why.

For him, the formation technique had no chance in this life. After half a stick of incense, his head suddenly hurt and he rubbed his temples. It was too difficult.

I have no talent in this area, just like alchemy, it is a complete waste and I can't bear to look at it.

Fortunately, he was able to refine "Snow Eyes" after a lot of chaos.

Formation, if you create it, you won't be able to create it, but if you break it, it should be possible.

Wang Lu Xixie thought, constantly comforting his young and injured heart.

Soon, two days passed by.

He stared intently at ten degrees, three hundred and forty-six millimeters, and three feet and six places in the southeast, where hundreds of thousands of silk threads were entangled. Suddenly, one of them seemed to be played by an invisible force, rising and falling.

The whole process lasts less than one percent of the time and disappears in the blink of an eye.

But in Wang Lu's eyes, this thread was suddenly magnified a thousand times, and time was delayed a thousand times. As it fluctuated, lightning and flint were transmitted to the other thread.

This silk thread lasted even shorter, only one thousandth of a breath, and then jumped to the next one, one thousandth of a breath, one thousandth of a breath... Finally, countless silk threads stopped at ten thousandths of a breath. In one breath.

Like a fleeting glimpse of light, a sudden appearance.

Xue Tong was operating to the limit, but she could barely keep up with the jumping of tens of thousands of threads that were moving one after another.

At the 80,000th root, I finally couldn't catch it and lost my trace.

So fast, so fleeting.

Three days later, Wang Lu stared directly at the 80,000th thread. As expected, the arrival was as fast as teleporting...

This time, there were one hundred thousand more.

More calm, just like the talismans he drew, practice makes perfect, and he drew tens of thousands more each time.

This is the magic of Xuetong's tracing back to the source. Even if he can't see through it once, he will be more courageous the next time, until he completely explodes, unstoppable, and sweeps through thousands of troops.

......

The fiftieth time, when he chased the 22,631,454th silk thread, finally, the entire formation was completely dismembered by him from beginning to end.

At this time, Yang Kelin, who was icy and jade-like, was beside him. The sea breeze blew her aqua blue skirt, revealing a small piece of dazzling jade color, which was touching.

Wang Lu didn't even look at it, but looked at the black spot on the opposite bank calmly, as if all the sea water was rushing towards that black spot.

So far, it's the end.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, the two looked at each other, and Yang Kelin finally saw a trace of happiness in his eyes for the first time.

Her admiration for him has reached its peak. Who could crack this extraordinary formation in just half a year?

Not only is his spiritual eyes powerful, his perseverance is like steel, cold and resolute.

This is a transcendent manifestation of his comprehensive strength.

In her impression, there are only a handful of people like Wang Lu.