The Ancestor of Body Repair

Lu Kun's figure flashed, standing beside the triangular array, pulling Chen Mingzhu, who had a dazed face, behind him, looking forward solemnly.

Over this triangular array, a thicker poisonous mist emerged, and the space fluctuated and rolled. This kind of sign clearly has something to be sent over. It is definitely not a simple role to have such a poisonous creature.

Who knows, after counting the breaths, the light on the magic circle went out, and there was only a cloud of poisonous mist.

"Hey, what is this."

Lu Kun stretched out his palm, the power of the void surged, and something the size of a watermelon slowly floated out.

This is a huge gray-black poison sac, shaped like a heart, with tiny black steel thorns on it. The outer layer is similar to leather, and it vibrates as if it is alive. Every time it beats, the poison sac will spit out from its small mouth. A gray poisonous mist.

With the appearance of the poison sac, an extremely cold energy emerged from the cave at the same time.

"The power of coldness!"

Lu Kun withdrew the source force field and grabbed the poison sac directly in his hand. An icy breath mixed with strong poison, and he wanted to penetrate his palm, but that layer of skin was as tight and firm as a magic weapon and could not penetrate at all.

He frowned and said, "Is this the poison sac of some kind of insect race? The aura of the power of Yin and Cold is not only pure and pure, but also much thicker than Shi Yin'er's."

"The worm poison sac?" Du An was startled when he heard Lu Kun's words, and then showed excitement.

"Those gray poisonous mists are continuously produced by poison sacs? Even the top poisonous insects have limited toxins in the poison sacs after death, and it is impossible to continue to produce poison. How did they do it?"

Lu Kun ignored the excited Du An, turned his head and asked, "Pavilion Master Chen, did you accidentally activate the magic circle just now?"

Chen Mingzhu pointed to a node of the array and said, "When my junior brother and I were researching, we found that there was a conflict between the power of space, so we played a few magic tricks to test the array, and the result..."

"Crack..."

At this moment, a crisp sound was clearly heard in everyone's ears, and when they followed the sound, there was a crack in the pattern of the triangular array where Chen Mingzhu's finger was.

A slight white light flashed, and the array in front of him was completely shattered.

"what happened?"

"Is this a one-time teleportation power?"

"Pavilion Master Chen, see what's wrong."

Chen Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Pavilion Master, the pattern on this is completely different from the system of immortal cultivators, and it is also different from the pattern of the magic path. My junior brother and I have no clue."

He paused and said, "But judging from the breath that was temporarily transmitted just now, this may be the unique magic circle of the Underworld Zerg..."

Lu Kun frowned and said, "The Zerg?"

Chen Mingzhu said: "Let's not talk about the pattern, the material is also like a kind of worm shell, which is extremely strong and can withstand strong gravity."

When Lu Kun heard this, he couldn't help but ponder: "The ancient monks dealt with the underworld worms before defeating the demons, so it seems that there are still many high-level underworld insects left in this world, and it is the underworld that wants to stop the real demons. Purification of the pool."

Pan Yan asked curiously: "Why did the Underworld Zerg set up this magic circle and put the poison sac directly here, isn't it good?"

Lu Kun looked at the poison sac in his hand and said slowly, "It is impossible for the poison sac to create a poisonous mist out of thin air. From what I understand, it is very likely that it needs to absorb a lot of cold energy. From this point of view, the other end of the magic circle is very likely. It's the abyss of death."

"Death Abyss?"

Lu Kun pondered: "The abyss of death is wrapped by the ancient prohibition. It is the only place nearby that has the power of strong cold and cold, and there are still many ghost insects above the eighth level."

"There are still eight places. Let's go through them one by one. First, destroy the magic circle in the abyss of death, and then move all the resources that can be used in the Magic Dragon Mountain back to the body refining pavilion."

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

...

Qi State Nanzhou, the abyss of death.

At the bottom of the abyss, there is a gray nest with countless passages staggered, and a large number of strange flying ants shuttle back and forth in it.

In the deepest part of the lair, there is an oval-shaped cave with a size of several dozen meters. There are two giant insects, one large and one small, and the entire space is occupied by them.

The small one was a fat ant that was only about ten feet tall. The body was covered with scales that looked like armor. The power of the cold and cold on his body was extremely strong, and the coercion he exuded was no less than that of a late Nascent Soul cultivator.

On the opposite side is a colorful insect about ten feet long. Only half of its body is exposed. The second half is still embedded on a wall. Its forehead is a pair of coral-like tentacles. At the bottom of the tentacles, a pair of small eyes flashes. .

The tentacles of the fat ant trembled, and a terrifying spiritual thought surged out: "Thou Ling, I have integrated the residual thoughts of Lord Hydralisk, without relying on sacred objects, I also have the opportunity to advance to the insect king, and I will not go to any maelstrom with you. ."

That colorful worm is the female worm of the spirit-devouring worm. It didn't know when, it quietly came to the abyss of death, and a clear voice came out: "Nether ants, this place is located in the hinterland of the immortal cultivator, and the movement of breaking through to the insect king is great, If a powerful immortal cultivator comes in, it will be in vain."

With a bit of contempt in Ming Ant's consciousness, he said, "I have controlled most of the restraining power of the abyss of death. Even if several great cultivators join forces to fight in, my children can support it for a long enough time."

The swallowing worm was silent and said: "Ming ants, you are wrong. Now there are groups of cultivators who cultivate the flesh, and the sect is not far from you."

The fat ant's consciousness was stagnant, and it suddenly thought of the guy it met hundreds of years ago in the secret realm of one yuan, and said slowly: "Have you met this kind of immortal cultivator?"

The consciousness of the swallowing mother insect poured out, and directly transmitted the picture of its group being slaughtered by Lu Kun on the sea.

The fat ant swayed slightly, and murmured, "I have also encountered a body-refining cultivator, is it the backhand left by the One Yuan Sect?"

Then it said: "But swallowing the spirit, there is only one blood refining sect in the nearby powerful sect. Do you think this body refining sect is not far from me?"

The spirit-devouring mother worm's consciousness surged: "It seems that you haven't swallowed the immortal cultivator for a long time, and you don't know the information outside."

While speaking, its tentacles trembled, and a few memories were sent to the past. It was the memory that it devoured the souls of the nearby immortal cultivators.

The fat ant silently accepted the information inside, thinking of the roar that shook the sky many years ago, and his spiritual sense trembled a little: "The Refinement Pavilion... actually occupies the entire Wei Kingdom..."

"It's no wonder that the breath I sensed before was in the scar of death. It turned out that the person was in Wei State."

When the Spirit-Swallowing Mother Insect heard it, her consciousness asked curiously, "What aura, Wei State?"

The fat ant said slowly: "Swallowing Spirit, in fact, the sacred worm you are looking for is in the hands of the Body Refinement Pavilion."

The huge head of the swallowing worm moved slightly: "I know, this Nascent Soul-level body repair is to seduce me with the breath of a sacred object. We, a group of swallowing insects, can't do a single body repair..."

"The strength of that person's body is not even inferior to the existence of the insect king."

"Ming Ant, think about it, if you attract the attention of the Body Refinement Pavilion, as long as there are two or three such existences, the abyss of death will be completely broken."

The ant spiritual sense is full of complex colors: "Damn, if you completely invaded this world back then, even if there are powerful immortal cultivators..."

The Spirit-Swallowing Mother Insect said: "I am afraid we are the only high-level worms in this world, and we must be cautious. If we reach the Great Maelstrom, there will not only be a strong enough cold force, but also various prohibitions and protections. I'm waiting for the perfect place to break through the bug king."

"The Dragon King of the Outer Sea is dead, and the cultivators in this region have also fallen. As long as they stay away from these body-refining guys, with our strength, we are not afraid of other immortal cultivators at all."

"Now that the Body Refinement Pavilion has expanded to Xizhou of Qi Kingdom, if Nanzhou falls into its hands in the future, it will be a matter of time before they clean up the abyss of death."

The ant hesitated: "Swallow the spirit, let me think about it again..."

At this moment, the ground beneath their feet suddenly trembled, aura of light appeared on the surrounding walls, and the entire prohibition of the abyss of death flickered slightly...

After all, I still owe two more...