Above the Immortal Cultivation

Dong Huali has full mana, but her complexion looks livid and her expression is ferocious.

Five hours later, Wang Lu had eaten a total of 358 different kinds of extraordinary spiritual materials that made her astonished and envious. However, these spiritual materials were like a reminder to her, bit by bit. The soul was ripped away.

Wang Lu in the distance has completely fallen into madness.

With messy hair covering his face, wild aura, and blood dripping from his eyes, he was like a roaring beast, with strong and unwilling roars that kept vibrating in this corner of the space.

The magic power in his body surged like a flood, continuously, and rushed crazily to the statue of the Overlord.

However, the statue was like a bottomless pit, and all the spiritual power transformed from 358 unique spiritual materials was sucked away, leaving not a drop of water left.

Wang Lumo was stunned.

Even though the spiritual power devoured by the Overlord Statue is decreasing bit by bit, he still refuses to be outdone and runs the "Six Talismans" with all his strength. The tide of spiritual power in his body is transformed into rolling mana, sweeping towards Donghua Li without stopping. .

Of course, the Ghost King sensed as early as two hours ago that the speed of the Overlord's statue absorbing mana seemed to have slowed down by a small step.

At that time, he was still full of confidence and did not believe that Wang Lu could produce so many unparalleled spiritual materials.

You must know that the value of any random plant is at least the value of a medium-sized spirit stone mine. Even dozens of them, in his long-term memory, were thought of by him. Even in his time, they attracted the entire world of immortal cultivation. Crazy priceless treasure.

Every breath made him suffer. He silently calculated in his heart the arrival of the last moment. There was only one hour left before the legacy would be closed.

He wished that time could go faster and faster, so that he could pass out the crazy person on the opposite side.

At this time, not only Donghua Liu's treasure-hunting operation was stalled due to the abnormal movement of the Overlord's statue, but also because she was regarded as a connecting bridge and could not move, it also had a great impact on her.

The two phases were superimposed, and Donghua Liu, whose soul was divided, was helpless, as if someone had cast a restraining spell on him, unable to move.

The Ghost King can only hope that either Wang Lu will no longer be able to produce spiritual materials and will be sucked into human beings, or the statue will swallow up endlessly like a chasm.

However, he was just having a whim. With Wang Lu's attitude of giving it a go, it was extremely difficult to get him to stop.

As for the Overlord Statue, with its previous throughput, it was more than enough to last for an hour.

It's a pity that the overlord's great treasure flew away like a cooked duck.

Fortunately, he was able to save his life, and the split soul had obtained some of the treasures, so he was quite satisfied. But with the important treasures ahead of him, who wouldn't be tempted?

Is it possible that I will step into hell and hell just for this one heartbeat?

The Ghost King unswervingly denied what he thought and eliminated all distracting thoughts. He clearly understood how much mana was injected into the statue from his body.

It was so much that it made him feel thrilling and his scalp was numb. Massive amount was no longer enough to describe it. Heavenly amount was just right.

However, what made him feel horrified was that the vast ocean of mana could only contain less than 80% of the statue.

At the same time, with the crazy infusion of mana, Bajun's blurry figure and face gradually became clearer. This made him feel that an incredible change was quietly happening, making him feel uneasy. .

He wanted to immediately cut off the connection with the statue, but no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain.

At this moment, Wang Lu suddenly opened his bloody eyes.

He looked at the Ghost King and saw that he was clenching his teeth anxiously and persisting. Then he looked at the statue of the Overlord, and its rough and petrified eyebrows had a vaguely vivid appearance.

"hey-hey."

He sneered inwardly.

With the Ghost King, either you die or I die, there is no doubt about it.

As for He Bajun, if the statue is not broken, not to mention that he will not be able to get out, but everyone will be unable to leave.

A voice seemed to have been echoing in his ears. Time is running out. Your chance is only one hour.

If you want to avoid being cut off by the unknown danger, you can only fight hard now.

Fortunately, on the mysterious island, he left himself most of the day to collect more than 500 rare materials and treasures that have long since disappeared. As long as he saves his life, what's the harm in spending them all?

His mind was extremely clear, and while he was thinking for a few breaths, the fog covering the statue of the Overlord was gradually opening from top to bottom like a big curtain.

The first thing that catches your eye are its eyes.

Even though the statue's eyes were closed, Wang Lu could still feel the ocean-like depth and infinite mysteries contained in his eyes.

"ha!"

Wang Lu roared angrily, immediately frightening the Ghost King who was in a panic.

He looked up and saw Wang Lu pointing a single finger, and ten pieces of transcendent spiritual material with rippling spiritual power were swallowed by him in one gulp.

"Boom!"

It was like a volcanic eruption inside his body, exploding all his organs, meridians, acupoints, hidden orifices, and eight meridians.

The dense and thick black light film of Kui Niu suddenly faded more than twice, and wave after wave of ocean-like mana poured out.

"ah!"

The Ghost King spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing that Wang Lu was so determined and ready to die together, he also fought hard.

He pushed his hands hard on his body, and at the same moment, the split soul of Donghua Liu in the statue came back for a moment, "Whew", Donghua Liu seemed to have been sucked out of his life, and he became lifeless in an instant.

With a complete soul, the ghost king's mana increased dramatically, and his cultivation level went directly from Yuanying Dzogchen to the half-step state of becoming a god.

"Cough cough cough."

He suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again, but the power from Wang Lu was so fierce that it was like a waterfall, leaving him no room for buffering.

Fortunately, with the powerful blessing of the half-step transformation of the gods, he barely stabilized himself.

"Come again."

Another ten kinds of spiritual materials were swallowed by him.

The endless torrent of power was like a sky fire descending on the earth, unstoppable.

"Ah!"

The ghost king's face was pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss. He had to persist. Once it was cut off, the frenzy of power like a flood and a beast would instantly burst him, leaving no bones.

Wang Lu did not stop for a moment and fired at full power. After a stick of incense, the tyrant sitting on a high seat with a big horse and a golden sword finally showed his upper body.

What a powerful man who dominates the world!

The Tyrant was dressed in green clothes, shining brightly. His hands were more than twice as big as those of ordinary people. His arms were thick and long, and his muscles were covered with a layer of bronze. His eyebrows were thick and straight. His right hand was like a clamp holding the armrest of the chair, and his left hand was on his leg. His face and body were like carved by a knife and an axe. He was surrounded by a natural mysterious aura, revealing an unrestrained and invincible attitude.

Wang Lu looked at it carefully, "Squeak", and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Ah!"

He roared loudly.

Twenty spiritual materials were chewed up by him, "boom boom boom boom", countless thunders exploded in his body, and he instantly spurted blood from all seven orifices. The boundless spiritual power had no time to transform, just like a seriously injured person vomiting blood and spitting out his internal organs. His body was like a gap in the sky, and heavy rain was pouring down, destroying the world.

"Ah!"

At the same time, the Ghost King could no longer bear it, and the brave man suddenly punched his body with a heavy punch.

"Crack."

A fist-sized transparent hole went through his liver, and "boom", Wang Lu's magic power and spiritual power flooded out of it and never returned, endlessly and non-stop.

He was also a ruthless man, and this punch temporarily relieved his danger of exploding, but he was seriously injured immediately.

It's better to be alive than dead.

The Ghost King looked at Wang Lu fiercely, and following the other's gaze, he suddenly saw the Overlord who was gradually becoming clear.

"Ah!"

His scream stopped abruptly, and he was immediately dumbfounded and scared out of his wits.

The Ghost King finally understood why Wang Lu was fighting so hard.

The Overlord was returning from the endless ancient times.