The opening game deduces the six ku immortal thieves, harvesting the data of the sky

Chapter 83: Please help me.

Whining – The wind whistles and whistles on the surface of the river, like a demon wailing. A flat boat descends the rolling river.

Li Pu stood at the bow of the wooden boat, holding an oil-paper umbrella. Blood-colored internal forces gushed around the body, turning into a thin shield. No matter how the wind and rain howl, you can’t make an inch.

“Is this the Qian Emperor of Daqian?”

“White clothes Shengxue, Chiyao immortal qi, who has no immortals in the world!”

“It’s a pity that he has to stay in Yongquan City today!”

“I have written to Emperor Wu and asked him to send troops to outflank the back road.”

“Make sure he makes it difficult for him to fly!” Remorse for your arrogance and impudence! ”

Star-picking ancestors, Chu Xian, and other martial artists stood at the pier and looked at the wooden boat.

Although it is an enemy of life and death, it has to be admired. Shangwu Jianghu and Shangwu Chaotang have always been closely connected.

What’s more, this matter not only involves rivers and lakes, but also involves the dispute of the dynasty. Emperor Wu would not let go of this golden opportunity.

Although the voice of the old ancestor Chu Xian, who picked the stars, was subtle, it also made the eyes of the Invitation Moon Mercy Star and the Flower Shifting Old Ancestor behind him condense. The corners of Li Pu’s mouth slightly outlined a smile.

The words of Chu Xian and others are true.

At the same time, they also deliberately said it to Li Pu.

Its intention is nothing more than to increase Li Pu’s psychological pressure. Even if they couldn’t defeat Li Pu, they could distract him. The plain and secluded eyes like an ancient well are creepy.

That kind of look is like a goshawk looking at a weak rabbit, like a butcher in a slaughterhouse looking at fish on a cutting board…

“Emperor Qian, the old man will meet you for a while about the martial arts myth of your big Qian!”

The Ten Thousand Souls Old Ancestor wore waterfall-like pale hair on his back, his hands were held into eagle claws, and his internal power gushed out. It was like a goshawk in a torrential rain curtain blatantly sticking out its claws.

Click!

White thunder illuminates the world in an instant.

The madness and ruthlessness on the face of the Ten Thousand Souls Old Ancestor were like crazy demons. Bang!

There was a sudden explosion.

Thunder suddenly hid in a sea of inky clouds. The world seemed to return to darkness.

The blood-colored fog spread unbridled across the river. The warrior of Shangwu Jianghu held his breath, and his heart trembled wildly. Li Li stood at the bow of the boat and took a deep breath.

The blood-colored fog turned into pure qi and blood along the lingering internal force, poured into the body, and fell above the dantian and condensed into a drop of true yuan. The moment the blinds open and close.

The martial artist of Shangwu Jianghu was in a trance, and he could see a flash of blood in his eyes. Where is this Turbid Immortal!

It is clearly a fierce human devil.

The Ten Thousand Souls Old Ancestor cultivated the True Fire Refining Divine Method, and his martial arts realm was directly at the pinnacle, and his strong internal strength was already ranked at the extreme in the world. Even so, the mighty Ten Thousand Souls Old Ancestor could not even walk a round in the hands of Emperor Qian.

No! Not a round!

Emperor Qian didn’t even raise his hand.

Only the thick True Yuan can crush the Ten Thousand Souls Ancestor. Looking at the entire Shangwu rivers and lakes.

I am afraid that only Nie Bailang and Star-picking Old Ancestor Chu Xian can match it. The next moment.

The entire martial artist subconsciously looked at Chu Xian.

Chu Xian’s throat was difficult to swallow, and his hands and feet were unconsciously cold. Emperor Qian was far stronger than he thought!

He also had the confidence to kill the Ten Thousand Souls Ancestor, but it was absolutely impossible to be so easy. He looked at Emperor Qian standing in front of the wooden boat again.

It is no longer a person, but a bottomless abyss.

“Let’s strike together, otherwise Shangwu Jianghu will be destroyed!”

The voice of the Star-picking Old Ancestor Chu Immortal reverberated sharply under the heavenly dome.

The strangeness of Emperor Qian is a well-established fact.

If they don’t want the Jianghu Sect to be destroyed, they can only fight to the death! All the martial artists present were obviously aware of this.

Followed by.

The martial artists of the rivers and lakes led by Chu Xian rushed like moths to the fire. Within the field of vision, all the warriors of Shangwu rivers and lakes.

One True Yuan Realm, eight Absolute Peak Realms, seventy-two Innate Realms…

Countless Houtian Realm martial artists and first-class martial artists!

The whole of the martial artists of Shangwu Jianghu far exceeds the Daqian Jianghu!

“Then please help me!”

Li Pu’s voice was as flat as water and clearly audible.

The number of martial artists of this scale mixed with flesh and blood essence was enough to push him to the peak of the True Yuan Realm, and even step into the Condensing Dan Realm in one fell swoop. I saw Li Pu stepping into the air, and the blood-colored ripples rippled in the space.

The torrential rain was forcefully pushed away in front of the blood-colored ripples. Blink of an eye.

Li Puru walked to the heavenly dome that others could only look up to. Shangwu martial artists can also do this.

The old ancestor Chu Xian stepped on the air with both feet, trying to stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Pu. But Li Pu’s next move directly made them crack. I saw Li Pu slowly stretching out his right hand and grabbing the void.

Everyone instantly felt an incomparably abundant force descend.

That power turned into an invisible palm, grabbing the internal force in their dantian and the endless qi and blood rushing in their limbs.

“Come on!”

The roar shook the void.

Bang bang The terrifying crackling sound continued.

Pure blood-colored light rose rapidly from the surface of the river. Li Pu devoured it all with just one breath and one inhale.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

“Emperor Qian, you must not die well!!!!”

Star-picking Old Ancestor Chu Xian struggled against that unparalleled power. I can see many old friends with deep feelings pass away in front of me. Even the Star-picking Old Ancestor Chu Immortal couldn’t bear the pain. Tears mixed with rain are indistinguishable.

Bang!

Another explosion.

Star-picking Old Ancestor Chu Xian couldn’t hold that power.

Standing at the pier, the day after tomorrow and the first-class warriors were frightened and froze in place.

“How come, it’s not enough!”

The True Yuan Realm was only one step away from the Condensing Dan Realm.

But the liquid true yuan condensed into a solid medicine is not so simple.

Thundered!

The terrifying thunder resounded through the heavens.

Everyone’s eardrums were shaken by the dull thunder. Li Pu looked at the thunder dragon churning in the sea of clouds.

The next moment.

The terrifying blood-colored internal force roared up.

The thunder rolling in the sea of clouds was dragged down.

“Condensation!”

The Liuku Immortal Thief was operated to the extreme at this moment.

The terrifying thunder made the sky over the entire area almost turn into thunder. The power of the True Yuan Refining Thunder in Li Pu’s Dantian was instantly condensed. The terrifying aura emanating from its surroundings is rising day by day.

Rumble!

The boundless coercion is like a flood pouring into the world.

With the coercion of the surrounding body, a stronger force was born. A blood pill burst out with brilliant brilliance and condensed in the sky above the dantian.