Above the Immortal Cultivation

This tiny dot hidden in the void is not a space node, but the Overlord's real treasure trove. Of course, the space inside is not large, at most the size of several rooms.

As for whether, let’s find out.

Wang Lu fired a magic formula, and a black light exploded with a "bang" and disappeared.

"call."

It was almost the same as he expected. The treasure hiding place was less than one hundredth of the size of the palace.

A statue with short hair, a sharp and domineering figure, and a golden sword like a secular emperor, sits in a high position in the hall.

The light here is very dim, so dark that even the appearance of the statue is blurred. Even if the snow pupils are fully opened, it is still blurry and invisible.

In his opinion, it was not that the statue was invisible, but that his own cultivation was far from enough. Therefore, even though the Overlord was right in front of him, it seemed as if he was so far away across the endless void and long years, invisible and invisible.

The overlord's unattainable strength made him feel insignificant, but Dong Huali knew it clearly.

This woman was like the overlord's maid, sitting quietly on his left with her eyes slightly closed, while Donghua Liu was nowhere to be seen. The empty hall had nothing but the overlord's statue. Don't think too much, she must be in the statue. Try your best to get the treasure.

When the Ghost King saw Wang Lu's arrival, his eyes slowly opened, and a sea of ​​deep hatred and teasing mocking eyes shot out from his eyes.

"Haha, is this what you rely on, Lord Ghost King?"

He understood that after many days of cracking, the three of them had broken through most of the treasure's restrictions and had control over part of the treasure, so the Ghost King was so confident.

"If even the eternal tyrant cannot kill you, then I will admit defeat and kill myself in front of you."

Donghua Litan opened his mouth lightly, and without giving Wang Lu any extra breath, he stretched out a green finger, pointed at Wang Lu, and said two words: "Beat yourself."

"Crack."

The overlord in the high seat seemed to have not moved for hundreds of millions of years. He stretched out an ancient cyan finger and made a sound like grinding teeth, "swishing" and making random gestures in the air.

"boom."

An indescribable force came suddenly, Wang Lu was shocked, and his body was directly imprisoned, unable to move.

"ah!"

With a loud shout and mana surging, he struggled like a fierce Kui ox, trying to break free, but his body seemed to be frozen, standing upright and motionless.

At the same time, it was as if a hole opened in the Tianhe, and mana and power flowed down uncontrollably.

In less than ten breaths, one-tenth was lost.

Wang Lu suddenly felt an indescribable weakness.

The strength is still slightly better, and the mana surges out.

On the contrary to him, Dong Huali's mana, which had long been exhausted and was strong but weak, quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What kind of situation is this? I will use my power to feed the other party!

Wang Lu's whole body was cold, and chills appeared involuntarily, rushing straight into his head.

Because the faster he resists, the more violent the loss of mana and power becomes.

Dong Huali opposite showed a cold smile. Could this be the overlord's real "Sword Coming to the West"? He had no resistance at all. He was like a piece of meat on the chopping board that was ready to be chopped. He was really I was scared, extremely scared.

Am I really going to die here?

No, never!

"ah!"

Wang Lu roared violently.

After dozens of breaths, one-third of his mana was drained away. His power seemed endless, but he was like a wild horse running wildly, unable to be controlled at all.

You must not sit still and wait for death, otherwise you will definitely die.

"Huh?"

He tried all the methods. Although his mana was flowing rapidly and his body could not move, his consciousness and thoughts could still be used. Suddenly, a ray of light flashed through his mind.

If you want me to die, it depends on whether you have the ability.

"Come."

With the help of the pouring magic power, Wang Lu gained some consciousness, and a blue spiritual grass filled with extremely spiritual power was chewed into pieces and swallowed into his belly.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa."

It was like a downpour of spiritual rain fell from his body, slightly slowing down the flow of his mana, but it still couldn't withstand the torrent and rolled away.

Do you want to use this to offset the magic power? It's ridiculous.

Ten breaths later, Wang Lu once again took out a magical medicine and swallowed it.

The Ghost King didn't care. Who hasn't got the treasure at the bottom of the box?

In fact, he was very sad about the two unknown spiritual materials that Wang Lu took that he had never seen before, because once the other party was exhausted, these top spiritual materials would all belong to him.

Even if he had recovered 60% of his mana at this time, he was completely sure that he could kill Wang Lu, who had lost his mana and strength and was trapped tightly. However, Donghua Liu's understanding of the "body-cutting" magical power of "One Sword to the West" was far away. Unfortunately, once it is cut off, the opponent will immediately regain his freedom. Only when the king's path is completely drained can he stop.

However, what surprised him was that Wang Lu's magical power was far deeper than any of the three women. Only Donghua Liu and Donghua Li could drain him dry.

At this time, he still refuses to accept his fate and wants to continue his life by force. Don't you know that the statue of the Overlord on the high seat is a bottomless pit. No matter how much mana and strength you have, you can eat as much as you want.

You must not stop now, otherwise Wang Lu will escape from the fence and become an unstoppable tiger descending the mountain.

"Something seems wrong?"

Wang Lu suddenly felt that as the two top spiritual materials were consumed, although the mana was still flowing away in an endless stream, the speed at which the power was lost had slowed down slightly.

Could it be that the mana offsets the power, so the power is reduced accordingly.

The thought came to him, and it was very possible.

He still couldn't move at all, but it was a good thing to have some strength left in his body.

After a few dozen breaths, when the spiritual power of the spiritual material was exhausted, and the magic power of Dong Huali on the opposite side had reached perfection, he thought that the ghost king could no longer absorb it, so he stopped casting spells, and his own magic power was still surging, winding away.

And the ghost king gave him another sinister and evil sneer.

"Your house!"

Wang Lu couldn't help it anymore and cursed.

He was instantly bloody and furious. With the help of the magic power running wildly, he swallowed another brilliant blue flower in one bite.

Seeing this, the ghost king's face turned ugly and he hated it in his heart.

Damn, you are simply wasting the resources of heaven. They are all mine. You are going to die, and you don't even leave them for me.

However, as time went on, the face of Dong Huali, who was possessed by him, became more and more ugly and livid.

With Wang Lu taking out an unheard-of spiritual material every few breaths, he ate seventy or eighty of them in just half an hour.

Moreover, it seemed as if those peerless spiritual materials were like vegetables and radishes that were sold everywhere on the street. He chewed them without any pity or heartache, which made her feel heartbroken.

Suddenly, the Ghost King became uneasy.

Just like the previous court, Wang Lu, who thought he had a sure win and was going to be killed by his own ghost way, caught him off guard. His face became hideous and terrifying, like an evil ghost, staring at him, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Don't worry, he won't last long.

Besides, even if he has a lot of spiritual materials, can he be as powerful as the Tyrant King who is unrivaled in the world?

Thinking of the Tyrant King, the Ghost King was determined.

This time, I must turn you into a mummy.

However, unlike the Ghost King's wisdom and clarity, Wang Lu's anger had completely blinded his consciousness. Even if he used up all the heaven-defying spiritual materials he had obtained from the mysterious island, he would still blow up the Ghost King.

He would be reduced to ashes and nothing would remain.