Above the Immortal Cultivation

Zeng Yongchang was calm to the point of being indifferent. He was very confident in Qinghong. Even if Wang Lu could withstand the attack of Kaitian Sword, he would be seriously injured and had no chance to breathe. He would not have any extra time to deal with Qinghong's ultimate attack, which was all-pervasive, sharp, spiritual, and infused with all his magic power.

Faster than lightning, well prepared, one killing move after another, catching people off guard.

Except for peerless strongmen with more magic power than himself and powerful magical powers or treasures of the same realm, the rest would be dead or injured.

After using this move, Zeng Yongchang's breath suddenly dropped. Kaitian Sword consumed 30% of his magic power, and the Qinghong spiritual treasure that followed took away 40% of his magic power.

He was very experienced, and many bloody facts told him that he should not underestimate anyone.

He immediately took out a bottle of elixir with amazing spiritual power and swallowed it directly to prevent mutation.

And there was a threat beside.

According to his understanding, the man in the distance was none other than Elder Liu Zhi, who had come from the Zhongzhou super sect Ti Zong to the West Desert to stir up trouble but disappeared.

For some reason, this man followed Wang Lu around, which made people wonder.

"Come."

A brilliant yellow light enveloped him. This was the defensive treasure, the Heavenly Copper Flake, passed down by the second generation ancestor of the Zeng family.

It could block the full force attack of a super strong man.

After doing all this, Zeng Yongchang was still cautious. Wang Lu's strength was beyond doubt.

Before coming, in order to be foolproof, he personally went to Yinluanxuan to check his news at the sky-high price of a spirit crystal.

However, what shocked him was that there was only a general idea on the jade slip that everyone knew, and the rest was blank.

For this reason, he finally understood that Wang Lu was not simple. He was not the Grand Master of Fu Dao on the surface, but had another deep secret.

Such a person was quite tricky.

When the Qinghong Spirit Sword turned into a pure green sword thread and caught Wang Lu's eye, and Liu Zhi was shocked, something Zeng Yongchang and Liu Zhi had not expected suddenly appeared.

"Cut it for me!"

Before the words were finished, a green flower bloomed, covering the green light tightly.

"Boom!"

Before the words were finished, Wang Lu was gone.

"Not good!"

Zeng Yongchang's face changed, but he had no time to react.

"Boom!"

A golden sun exploded with him as the center, and the dark night sky was filled with golden light, and it was thousands of miles away in an instant.

Liu Zhi's eyes blurred, and the night sky was bright and dark.

He was shocked and looked at Wang Lu with a chill in his heart. His long hair was draped over his shoulders and his scarred hands were like iron pliers. He was holding a golden stick and standing in the wind in the center of a huge black hole, letting the violent and abnormal space turbulence cut him without any reaction.

It was like a demon god descending to the world, brave and unparalleled.

"Ahem."

A violent cough with blood spitting came from fifty miles away.

Zeng Yongchang held Qinghong in his hand, and his body was covered with yellow light like a candle in the wind. He was in disbelief, and he couldn't believe that he had lost.

Although Wang Lu was injured, he was not as seriously injured as him. If he fought again, he would be in danger.

He couldn't figure out how the other party could penetrate Qinghong mixed in the Kaitian Sword?

Even if he saw through it, it would be impossible for him to kill him in a very short time like lightning. The two were forty miles apart.

He was not in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit, so he could not teleport without teleportation. He should have a speed wonder.

There are indeed people in the world whose speed is comparable to teleportation, but there are only a handful of such people, pitifully few.

Wang Lu looked at Zeng Yongchang silently from a distance, and with a wave of his hand, seven green dots came in front of him. The green light reflected him like a ghost, and he seemed to have the momentum to cross fifty miles and kill him again.

This person's weirdness and strength were far beyond imagination.

He had already had a trace of retreat in his heart.

Besides, the other party was still in the initial stage of the Spiritualization Realm. Once he entered the middle stage, no one in the Zeng family could be his opponent. If he could not be eliminated today, there would be no Zeng family in the Western Desert in the future.

Zeng Yongchang repeatedly weighed the possibility and risk of killing or not, killing or not.

His mind raced, and he decisively gave up.

Because he had already decided to retreat, even if he still had two remaining swords, could it be that the other party had no killing moves?

The most important point was that he had no idea how Wang Lu came to him without any signs. This was quite fatal. He must not act rashly before he figured it out.

Wang Lu saw that the other party had the intention to stop, so he put away the Sky Supporting Stick and said loudly: "The sword in your hand is elusive, and it is really powerful. I don't want to learn from it anymore. I have two suggestions for the Spiritual Materials Pavilion. I wonder if you can give it a try?"

"Oh?"

Zeng Yongchang was a little surprised. He didn't know the reason and the beginning and end of the Spiritual Materials Pavilion. As long as the family did not involve major events of survival, the rest would be decided by his second brother Zeng Yongcai.

Although he had doubts about Wang Lu's blatant and shameless slap in the face, he had to consider the reputation of the entire family.

However, there were too many people and forces watching their Zeng family, and the matter was of great importance. They must not act on impulse, otherwise it was likely to sow the seeds of disaster and thus fall into a slump.

After excluding all the methods and arrangements proposed by the family members to deal with Wang Lu, he immediately rejected them one by one, and did not tell them how to do it, only saying that he had made a decision.

In his opinion, Wang Lu, as a newly promoted early stage of the spirit transformation strongman and the title of the unique Grand Master of the Fu Dao in the Western Desert, would be a powerful backlash if he could not be completely eradicated, no matter what the plan was, if he let him slip away, he would suffer a strong backlash.

He had to do it once and for all, and only by doing it himself could he uproot him and kill him.

Once Wang Lu dies, everything will be calm and peaceful, and it can also play a miraculous effect of shaking the mountain and the tiger.

So, he came.

But Yin Luanxuan gave him a wake-up call, and he became cautious. Fortunately, it was this caution that made him swallow the elixir immediately after using Qinghong to release the Tiantong tablet, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

With palpitations again, he calmly said: "Please speak, sir."

The other party said lightly: "Spiritual Materials Pavilion is the hard work of my beloved senior sister Zhu Ning. If her death had not been forced by your clan, she would never have died with hatred. For this reason, compensate 5,000 spiritual crystals, and the matter will be over. Otherwise, we will decide life and death tonight."

Seeing that his face was gloomy and he was not in a hurry to answer, Wang Lu couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Old fox", and continued: "Of course, even if Miao Nian Zong can't take out 5,000 spiritual crystals for a while, I am not an unkind person. Let's do this, return all the industries and shops that your clan has annexed from my Spiritual Materials Pavilion, and the spiritual crystals will be counted as 1,000 ;At the same time, to avoid misunderstandings between the two sides, if there is any unexpected disaster in the Spirit Material Pavilion, from tomorrow onwards, your Zeng family must take the responsibility of protection. At that time, I will only represent my personal identity and sell some of the high-level mid-level and high-level talismans to the nobles at a low price as soon as possible through the Spirit Material Pavilion; and, if necessary, under the right conditions, I can help you once. "

While speaking, Wang Lu said the titles from "your clan" to "both sides" to "your Zeng family" to "nobles" and finally "your side" frankly and honestly, almost touching Zeng Yongchang's heart, making him feel very comfortable.

At the same time, when Wang Lu finished speaking, he almost blurted out the three words "I agree".

The high-level high-level talismans that can be given to the strong in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, at the lowest level of Tianzun or even Taizun, Wang Lu's actions in the future, let alone returning your shop in the Spirit Material Pavilion, even if I give you part of my Zeng family's assets, what can I do?

What can I do!

I must not show any signs of ecstasy, I must remain calm and composed!