Above the Immortal Cultivation

With Zi Jiuruo's strange and solid aura clearing the way, under the snowy eyes, several monks who had turned into human bodies of the ninth-level and tenth-level heavenly demons stopped for a moment, watching from a distance, not daring to move forward.

However, the feeling they give Wanglu is strange and powerful.

Even if they were to fight against each other, even though they could kill each other, they would not be much better.

He became more cautious.

In his opinion, the difference between him and them is the difference between the profound and superficial understanding of magical powers.

This is the benefit of the long lifespan of monster beasts. They can use their long lives to deeply understand and experience the inheritance from their blood and soul, and maximize their strongest points.

This is what "One Trick Eats Everywhere" talks about.

To them, Wanglu is like a delicious delicacy, its energy and spirit are extremely powerful. If it is swallowed, it will give them a powerful improvement in all aspects.

The left and right fight against each other, the same principle applies.

To the human race, they are a treasure of heaven and earth, and to them, the human race is a feast of blood.

This is the survival of the weak in nature, and the cruel nature of spirituality.

Whoever is stronger will have the power of life and death over the other party.

A month later, Wang Lu suddenly stopped.

He was caught off guard and stopped so quickly that even Zi Jiu was awakened.

It blinked its confused little eyes, and suddenly a ball of gray light flashed wildly. Its wings spread out with a "flutter" and flapped in the air, looking like it was facing a formidable enemy.

Opposite in mid-air, a fairy-style Taoist man with a hairpin casually flipping his bun, white hair hanging down his back, a thin, tall and piercing old man with piercing eyes, looked at them with a meaningful smile, his hands behind his back.

The surrounding area is endless, with the early morning sunlight seeping through the thick clouds. The nameless strange grass is getting thicker and thicker, like tall and lush trees. Under the strong wind, layers of terrifying ghosts with claws and teeth are scattered in all directions. Cover one person and one beast.

It wasn't that Wang Lu couldn't take a detour as fast as the wind, but it was like there was an invisible wall in front of him blocking him.

Zijiu didn't wake up suddenly, but the unpredictable aura of the powerful Sky Demon-level man opposite him who was comparable to the peak of the middle stage of divine transformation forced him to wake up.

Wang Lu feels as if he is facing a formidable enemy, his feet are slightly apart, his magic power is greatly increased, and his body is filled with strength. The sky-supporting stick and the six-star arcuate moon blade will accompany him to attack at any time.

The old man smiled and said solemnly: "My little friend, you can't go any further, so just stop here. One step forward leads to an abyss, and one step back leads to vast oceans. If you have to move forward, just step over my old body."

There is a hint of sadness and admonishment lingering in the words, which makes people can't help but feel obedient.

However, Wang Lu said coldly: "Why do you need to be so mysterious, old man? Your eyes have betrayed you a long time ago. The moment you glanced at the spirit beast on my shoulder, I knew what your intention was and what you wanted. I can see the truth under my hands." that is."

The old man was not angry, but with an attitude that Wang Lu had not expected at all and a strange voice that was both mysterious and understandable to him, he plausibly said: "I talk to you in the language common to our demon clan, and you will definitely understand. As a native A rare mutated spirit butterfly among the butterfly species, it is driven by others and takes the thief as its father. Do you want to betray the great oath of your spirit butterfly ancestors to be free and unrestrained? Do you want to rebel against the spirit demon clan's "Everyone who is not my species is a slave?" Is this a warning mantra for "big trouble"? It's not too late now, it's still too late to fix the situation. Leave this ugly, despicable and cold-blooded human race and return to the embrace of my spirit demon clan. In the vast duckweed prairie, with your unprecedented qualifications and The bloodline will definitely become a great holy son of our clan, and becoming a holy king is just around the corner. Come back, holy son, come back, holy son.”

Following the old man's magical voice, as well as his sincere worship, the purple and gray lights in Zijiu's eyes rotated rapidly like a nebula, and his eyes gradually revealed confusion, complexity, hatred, yearning, and unspeakable The various expressions of reluctance, reluctance, and ferocity were entangled and intertwined, and a violent and profound anger surged into the sky.

"call."

This astonishing demonic energy shot straight through the sky, spreading in all directions, and strong winds rose.

"boom."

This demonic energy rushed into the thick clouds like a straight line of smoke, and the clouds disappeared like a detonated volcano.

"Wow."

The sun was no longer blocked by clouds and was falling all over the sky. Zijiu was bathed in the surging light like a king.

"Squeak!"

It suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, which sounded like thunder on the ground to Wang Lu's ears.

But to the ears of the old man who was crawling in the air, it was like a surprise from the sky. He had never seen an unprecedented spiritual butterfly and he didn't even know what kind of spiritual butterfly it was. It was even comparable to the fourth step of the ten most powerful strange insects among butterflies, the Void Silver Butterfly. If you are infected by him, you will be freed from the shackles, break the shackles, and return to the demon clan.

However, just when Wang Lu wanted to do something, just when the old man was thinking about the future, a sudden change occurred.

Zi Jiu, who was flying over Wang Lu's shoulder, disappeared. In a frightened and desperate scream of "Ah", the old man's hollow and wide eyes shot out an incredible light, and his left hand tightly covered the left chest. At the heart.

He raised his head with difficulty from his left hand and looked at Zi Jiu on Wang Lu's left shoulder. His left hand dropped weakly.

"call."

A gust of wind poured in from the transparent hole in his left chest, like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The old man pushed the golden mountain and fell the jade pillar straight down with a "boom".

Wang Lu remained resolute and unmoved, watching the instant death of an extremely powerful tenth-level celestial demon with indifference, without any fluctuation in his heart.

Either you die or I die, this is the cruel world of immortality.

If you want to devour my beloved Zi Jiu, I will use your trick to make Zi Jiu pretend to be bewitched by your evil words, and then give you a fatal blow when you are completely unprepared.

Zi Jiu's soul is so strong that even if this monster uses the powerful magic of combining sound and illusion, it does not shake at all. When he was attacked and affected by invisible attacks, it was Zi Jiu who separated a piece of soul power to protect him, which made the nameless old man mistakenly believe that they had been hit and could not extricate themselves.

If it weren't for Zi Jiu, he might have woken up, but when he regained consciousness, he was already injured. This is an indisputable fact.

The key point is the abnormal speed of Zi Jiu after he became an eighth-level peak monster.

Even the old man did not figure out how he died until his death.

In Wang Lu's opinion, when the speed reaches a certain limit, even a feather as light as a feather can become a deadly weapon, and Zi Jiu is like this.

When the old man was completely unprepared, Zijiu moved. At that moment, it had turned into a sharp and deadly weapon. With the enlargement of Xuetong, Zijiu only took one-fifth of a breath to pierce through his left chest. In less than one-thousandth of a breath, his heart was crushed into powder.

The old man died inexplicably, without any signs, and as if in a dream.

The duckweed grassland is really full of dangers.

This time, I won by surprise. I don’t know if I will be so lucky next time.

Wang Lu wanted to touch Zijiu with his hand, but he disappeared.

“Haha.”

A hearty laugh came out.

Running like thunder, Wang Lu fled with a “bang”.