Above the Immortal Cultivation

Hundreds of thousands of creatures were sapped of their souls by the Tyrant, using simple and brutal means, using his own tyrannical strength to kill them in one fell swoop, leaving the opponent with no resistance at all.

Wang Lu looked carefully, and a bold and amazing idea gradually formed in his mind.

Why there are no ten great beasts, ten great beasts, ten great strange insects, giants, strong men, and even Li Fu on it, this is very telling.

In the process of searching for the mysterious island in the South China Sea, he saw Da Kun, Da Peng, and Li Fu with his own eyes, as well as the Kui Niu of the "Kui Niu Stepping on the Sky Technique" he practiced, and he was deeply impressed.

But there were no traces of them on either the pillars or the silver ceiling, which meant that either the strength of the ten great beasts and ten great beasts was above the Tyrant, or the ten great strange insects and other strong men were on par with him, so they could not be reflected and portrayed, and of course, it was even more impossible to bring them to the pagoda.

And this also means that although the Tyrant dominated one side, he had not yet reached the height of dominating the world.

By inference, the other three emperors are the same.

Hehe, could the things you left behind be better than my "Kui Niu Treading the Sky"?

For this reason, his expectations for the Tyrant's treasure were greatly discounted.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu suddenly realized how easy it was to get the "Kui Niu Treading the Sky" at the beginning. He just kowtowed three times to the skeleton and got it successfully.

What is the origin of this "Jiuyue Secret Realm"?

At that time, his cultivation was low. He heard Chen Yaer and Xiong Canzhi mention that the Jiuyue Secret Realm was built by the ancient Jiuyue Sect. It seems that the time has to be pushed forward. Perhaps this sect is a first-class powerful existence even in the ancient times.

"Huh!"

Just as he was about to leave the purple demon butterfly pillar, the spirit beast bag conveyed Zi Jiu's ecstatic and impatient spiritual sense.

Overjoyed, Wang Lu cast a spell, "Swoosh", a purple-gray light flashed, shuttled and jumped back and forth towards him who was laughing, and Zi Jiu finally woke up after nearly twenty years of slumber.

"Okay, okay."

Wang Lu said with a smile on his face. Even with a powerful consciousness comparable to the early stage of transformation, he could not keep up with Zi Jiu's speed. Fortunately, Xue Tong could barely catch one or two.

"Hmph!"

His mind was churning, and Zi Jiu angrily launched a soul attack. Wang Lu smiled bitterly, and the little guy directly abandoned him and ignored him, and came to the purple demon butterfly in a blink of an eye.

Then the two little eyes flew around, as if they were very curious, why do you look so much like me, are you completely twins?

It was full of doubts, and then the two purple-gray tentacles suddenly stretched straight, trying to touch the purple demon butterfly.

But a silver light film as thin as a cicada's wing appeared out of nowhere, separating it from the demon butterfly.

So close and so far away

Just as he was about to help it break the light, Zi Jiu closed his eyes slightly, his tentacles separated by the light film, and his body was flooded with a brilliant purple-gray light, as if absorbing something from a distance.

Wang Lu stared at this scene in a daze, which was very similar to the Tomb of the Netherworld.

But at that time, the three beasts of ghosts and monsters were alive. Zi Jiu told him that the demon butterfly still had a trace of damaged and withered soul, but it was sealed by some powerful means. It had to break the seal and swallow it, absorb it, and then break the bottleneck of the seventh-level demon beast in one fell swoop, and it would be greatly enhanced.

Even so, as a powerful existence in ancient times, the demon butterfly would definitely not be looked at by the Tyrant if it was not strong.

Wang Lu was very worried. If the other party still had some thoughts and only needed a little backlash, Zi Jiu would be like hitting a rock with an egg and die in vain.

He was worried and focused on Zijiu's every move, fearing that it would encounter the slightest accident, and he was ready for everything.

Time passed slowly, one moment, one stick of incense, one hour, two hours, three hours.

Zijiu's eyes, which were originally slightly open, suddenly closed, and his body was about to fall down uncontrollably. Wang Lu rushed over and caught it with his hands. He felt Zijiu's situation with a trembling heart. Fortunately, except for the mysterious soul that was slightly fluctuating, everything was normal.

He carefully sent Zijiu back to the spirit beast bag and put a hundred pieces of top-grade spirit stones in it.

Then, a hanging heart finally fell.

Looking at the purple demon butterfly, it seemed that there was no change. If it hadn't been swallowed by Zijiu, he would never have felt that it seemed to be missing something.

It should be alive.

He tried to break the formation violently to take down the demon butterfly, which should be of great use to Zijiu.

Who would have thought that the thin film of light was indestructible and unbreakable, and his powerful punch did not cause the slightest sound.

Fortune is like this, so you must not be greedy, otherwise, you will be punished by heaven.

Unable to break it, Wang Lu could only comfort himself.

Perhaps, after Zi Jiu passes the tribulation, he will become extremely cruel and powerful, he is full of longing.

Well, it's your turn - Wang Sui Donghuali and the disappeared Donghualiu.

Should I let you go or ruin your good deeds?

Because the three women did not go to any passage, they were in the dome above their heads!

Just now, his Zi Jiu got the fortune, and they did not interfere. This is the origin of his not wanting to ruin their good deeds. In this case, all the previous things are written off, and they owe each other nothing from now on.

As for whether you can snatch the treasure of the Overlord from you, it depends on your ability.

The three women Wang Sui played a very sophisticated layout for the four of them.

First, he fled to the east and west in front of them, and then returned under the attack of the endless thunder formation. While the four of them were passively defending, he sneaked to the roof without anyone noticing and successfully joined Donghua Liu.

So that they gave them a false impression, and they were smart and guessed, thinking that what they thought was true.

It's ridiculous, this is the price of self-righteousness.

What they did was actually to be mysterious, just to cover up the truth.

Yes, congratulations, your plan worked, dividing the four of us, and finally leaving only me.

"Hahahahaha!"

Wang Lu laughed non-stop.

The roof was not high from the ground, only thirty-three feet, and the silver light was hazy, very beautiful.

He suddenly stopped laughing, his eyes staring at a certain point on the roof like a hawk.

Immediately, with a light shout, a fist force like a golden force rushed straight like thunder.

Since you still want to play dumb, I'll beat you until you're not dumb anymore.

The fist was as hard and strong as a spark, and it was about to hit that point with a violent roar of a tsunami.

"Hmph!"

A cold shout came, and that point flashed with silver light. Wang Sui and Dong Huali appeared, each holding a spiritual sword with a green light, and they swung hundreds of swords at the fierce fist in a moment.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

For a moment, the fist was chopped by hundreds of thousands of green swords, and then "boom" dissipated.

Wang Sui looked indifferent and said coldly: "How did you see it?"