Above the Immortal Cultivation

Counting with his fingers, it is less than two years before the closure of the South Sea Corner.

Since he met Lan Yu and seized the quota of Li Xiuyu, who was in the middle stage of the Yuanying period, to the South Sea Corner, he has been preparing for nearly seventy years.

All the plans are completely for the blue island in front of him. If Xiaolu was not in danger and dying, he would not have any mood to participate in this South Sea Corner.

It is time and fate.

Wang Lu's eyes are bright, and one after another, the extremely pure blue wood spirit energy flies out from the giant island, covering him instantly.

At the same time, the nameless giant formation that he broke was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He guessed that the spirit energy in the center of the island is purer, and it may be able to save Xiaolu, but at the speed of the formation recovery, it will be restored to its original state in half an hour at most.

This is a dead end.

If he enters the island, he will be sealed inside. Even if he has a way to get out of the corner of the South China Sea, he will be trapped forever with his life or death uncertain. If he doesn't go, all his efforts over the years will be in vain.

He was very entangled and hesitant.

Compared with his own life and future immortal path, losing this opportunity is not terrible. As long as he is alive, there will be the next time.

However, more than half of the three hundred years have passed. If there is no such opportunity after that, Xiaolu will turn into ashes.

Wang Lu calculated very quickly and struggled back and forth.

Finally, he came up with a way to have the best of both worlds.

Half an hour soon came, watching the invisible transparent formation flying towards the small flaw and healing at a high speed. Wang Lu made a move with one hand, and the pure golden sky-supporting stick "clanged" and was nailed into it like a sea-stabilizing magic needle.

Wang Lu watched intently, and in less than three breaths, the invisible force surged like a tide and "swish" swallowed the sky-supporting stick.

"Woooooo!"

Hysterical roars seemed to come from his ears, and invisible forces were attacking the Sky-supporting Stick from all directions.

The Sky-supporting Stick was still filled with golden light, standing still in the wind and rain, and directly shattered and dispersed the countless huge forces.

He was certain in his heart that as long as he did not withdraw it, the Sky-supporting Stick would be like a sharp thorn inserted into the formation for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, and millions of years.

It made him feel like a thorn in his back and a thorn in his throat.

Originally, he thought that with the power of the formation, the Sky-supporting Stick could only support it for a short period of time at most, but he never thought that the strange treasure stick he got from Zhang Dong would completely subvert his imagination.

Its hardness may have surpassed all the materials in this world, so it can be integrated and impeccable under the super pressure and countless magical powers of the giant formation.

Xiaolu, you are saved.

Wang Lu laughed loudly, his mind raced, and he cast a spell. A golden sun suddenly exploded, and a hole was broken in the formation. Wang Lu disappeared in an instant.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

As if sensing someone entering, the formation launched a violent and violent attack on the Sky-supporting Stick.

It remained indifferent, emitting a faint golden circle, standing proudly.

What a joke, I used to have the "Fire Eyes and Golden Pupils" Sky Monkey Clan with ten spiritual eyes... If its magic weapon had not been severely damaged, your mother's insignificant garbage formation like an ant, just my weight alone would have crushed you into dust.

The Sky-supporting Stick seemed to have returned to the past at this moment, and then it became silent like a dead object. It now only obeyed Wang Lu.

As long as Wang Lu did not let it leave, no matter how long it took, even if it collapsed, it would guard here without hesitation.

"Huh!"

The ancient trees were towering, the smallest of which could be hugged by ten people. The leaves were so green that they covered the sky of the island tightly. All the nameless grasses grew strong and strong, and their stems were as big as fists, blooming with circles of green brilliance. The island had no other color.

He seemed to have walked into a green world.

The rich, pure, clear, and bright wood spirits surrounded and surrounded them. They filled the island, endlessly, floating. Due to the ban of the formation, they had nowhere to go, so they could only accumulate more and more. When they reached a certain level, they gradually transformed into another incredible state and became another more advanced wood spirit. Over time, they piled up like a mountain again and changed again...

The years were silent, the sea was speechless, and I don't know how long it had been, 100,000 years, 1 million years, 5 million years, 10 million years...

They held a certain secret and transformed silently, just for the day when they broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly.

However, before they could emerge from their cocoons and become butterflies, they were greeted by an uninvited guest who devoured them completely, an extremely ferocious uninvited guest.

That was the rare and hard-to-find spiritual medicine for transformation, Xiaolu.

As soon as he entered this place, Wang Lu was shocked by the unknown green wood aura, as if he had completely forgotten the purpose of coming here.

They were so gentle, soft, warm and delicate that he just wanted to fall into their arms and sleep forever.

He forgot to breathe, forgot his troubles, forgot Xiaolu, and even forgot himself.

At this moment, the thought of "I am them" occupied his heart and occupied his soul.

Wang Lu closed his eyes peacefully, floating in the air, like a green aura, floating up and down, following their fluctuations, like a rootless duckweed, wandering, calm and leisurely.

In his body, in the void hole in his dantian that was smaller than a mustard seed, a tiny light green was scattered, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Wang Lu stopped breathing and regarded himself as wood spirit.

As an outside intruder, the owner of the South China Sea Corner set the rules of this island and its spiritual energy at the beginning of its construction. Any intruder will be immediately activated with a "shielding" formation, so that he will be transformed into spiritual energy without knowing it.

However, if someone wants to think that he is one of them and integrate into it, the spiritual energy here must enter his soul, and then use the huge gap in realm to directly deceive and transform his thoughts.

However, what the owner of the South China Sea Corner never expected and was unexpected was that when the "wood spiritual energy" that had been converted several times broke into Wang Lu's body and wandered around his body, it controlled his soul and completed his merits in one fell swoop, but it also instantly triggered Xiaolu in the Void Cave.

It was like a clear light passing through the darkness.

Xiaolu unconsciously grabbed a wisp of spiritual energy and absorbed it into his body, but this spiritual energy was too weak and too little, so it was dispensable to it, but this spiritual energy was not water without a source or a tree without roots.

Strands of pure green spiritual energy involuntarily and passively entered Wang Lu's body and were devoured by it...

Although it was insignificant, as he ate more and more, it was slowly being repaired. As his internal injuries gradually improved, the wood spiritual energy changed from a strand to two strands, then to hair, then to chopsticks, then to copper coins, the size of a fist, and the thickness of a wooden barrel.

It was endless and torrenting.

It was like thunder and the roar of the sea.