The True Spirit Space of Mortal Cultivation Legend

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"Fellow Daoist Mu wait for a moment. We have to discuss it first. I won't invite the two of you into the cave. I'll go to Tianmen Peak now." Deputy Island Master Yuan Jun said coldly.

Li Ming felt that he was underestimated. The deputy island owner Yuan Jun, Zhenren, treated him with no false expression and didn't even say a word of greeting.

"This deputy island master Yuan Jun is only in the early stage of the elixir. I believe that his Taoist partner will not be stronger, and he is so arrogant.

It is actually good to use them to fusion of true spirit bubbles, and it can also enhance some true energy reserves." Li Ming thought secretly.

A moment later, Yuan Jun, the deputy island owner, returned with a beautiful young woman. The beautiful young woman looked at Li Ming carefully, and then said in a nice voice:

"The Lord of Mu Island wants us to give up a mountain. We had no reason to refuse, but to prove that the Lord of Mu Island is not a place for his juniors to deceive the place of practice.

We, the couple, wanted to ask the New Island Master for advice, otherwise we would be unable to accept it if we gave up a mountain like this."

True Man Mu Long looked at Li Ming and said, "Master Li Dao, I'll help you take action!"

Li Ming checked the true spirit bubble and found that the only ones that could be replaced by force were the true spirit marks of the demon-tempting grass and the true spirit marks of the soul-attached puppet array.

It takes twenty days for the demon-temptation grass to cultivate a demon-temptation grass that is ten thousand years old again, but the ten thousand years old demon-temptation grass that he has reserved is kept in the jade box. As for the soul-attached puppet array, he has also fused hundreds of formations.

He has no shortage of large arrays of soul-attached puppets, and it is also a useless thing that can be replaced. Although the layout materials for the large array of soul-attached puppets are extremely difficult to find.

But he still had the opportunity to refine the array equipment. Li Ming had decided that if these two deputy island owners were ungrateful, he would not mind using them as materials.

"Okay! Since you want to weigh Li's weight, I, Li Ming, cannot refuse, but there are risks in fighting. Don't blame me if you are injured or killed.

After all, I am not as good as yours, so you should be careful, by the way! Fellow Daoist Mu, do you want to go together?" Li Ming said coldly.

The two deputy island owners, Yuan Jun Zhenren and Kanqin, were smiling, while Mu Long refused very firmly and said: "I am not a match for Master Li, so I don't need to try again!"

Li Ming didn't know how sincere Mu Long was, but since he refused to take action, Li Ming had no reason to take action.

Li Ming waved his hand and appeared around him with a large number of puppets. The two deputy island masters, Zhenren Yuan Jun and Zhenren Kan Qin, also released their natal magic weapons respectively.

Yuan Jun was covered in gray air and didn't know what skills he had practiced, but he opened his mouth and spit out a gray round bowl. The gray fog in the round bowl was stirring up like a gray liquid.

The real person of Kanqin opened his mouth lightly and a gray flying sword flew out from it. Yuan Jun held the round bowl with his hand slightly tilted, and the gray torrent poured out. The gray water flow just left the round bowl and sucked it.

It turned into a large fog, and in two or three breaths it covered all the radius of several miles. Whether it was Yuan Jun, Kanqin, Li Ming and Mu Long, they were all covered.

Li Ming smiled evilly. He could have sucked the gray mist into the black can, but he didn't do that. Or it was just right that the puppets had already started looking for their own targets.

Li Ming opened his mouth and spit out a small bottle. His index finger stretched out a white bone spur and inserted it into the small bottle, touching the few liquid at the bottom of the bottle.

The bottle was the bottle containing the last bit of the intoxicating soul fragrance. When ten seconds arrived, all the few intoxicating soul fragrance disappeared, and a black small sword appeared in front of him.

Li Ming condensed a drop of water on the flying sword, and the true spirit mark of the drunken soul fragrance was integrated into it. Li Ming evenly applied it to the surface of the flying sword, and then he ordered the flying sword to stay away from him.

He opened his mouth and squirted a strong wind to blow the smell of the drunken soul fragrance away. The strong wind did not blow the gray fog too far. The gray fog that had just been blown away was filled with one breath.

A gray flying sword was hidden in the gray fog, silently approaching Li Ming's ten feet, just as Li Ming's flying sword flew away,

The gray flying sword shot towards Li Ming's back, and the gray small sword stabbed Li Ming's vest.

"bite!"

The gray sword was bounced open, and a hole in Li Ming's clothes leaked out a black armor hidden inside. The black can in the hand of a human-shaped puppet was full of inspiration.

The rolling gray fog was sucked into the can, and a gray sword was also within the suction range. The gray fog above the black can turned into a gray fog hand, and grabbed the black can directly from behind.

Li Ming opened his mouth and spit out several puppets. As soon as the puppet landed, it shot out dozens of black tentacles, smashing the gray big hand in the air.

The gray sword that was still struggling was about to be grabbed in the claws of the tentacles. The gray sword suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and its struggled power increased by dozens of times.

But the black can also increase its suction force, and it is stalemate with the gray sword. A black fog ghost suddenly appears, and a ghost claw grabs Li Ming's face.

Another ghost claw grabbed the gray sword and pulled it out. As soon as the gray sword escaped from the black pot suction, it disappeared in the gray fog. The gray ghost claw had not yet caught Li Ming.

It was sucked away by the black light emitted by a puppet. Yuan Jun controlled a large group of fog puppets and wrapped them up with the puppets besieged. Although the fog puppet was not as powerful as Li Ming's puppets.

But they can be reborn infinitely in the gray fog. Although every time they are destroyed and reorganized, they will consume the true essence of Yuan Jun, Yuan Jun is a cultivator in the Killing Physical Stage.

His true energy reserves can last for a long time. When Mu Long's real person's spiritual sense discovered that Li Ming's vest was hit by a gray sword, his heart tightened.

But seeing the gray flying sword that was bounced away, suppressing the impulse in his heart, his dragon-headed wooden stick had already flown into his mouth and almost rushed out. Although Li Ming did not know what Mu Long's behavior was,

But he could also get some points. The dispute between the cave should have been from Mu Long, because he wanted to steal someone else's cave, but the three cultivators in the Killing Stage caused this situation.

A small black sword had already flew in front of Yuan Jun and Kanqin's real person several times. The flying sword flew by their defensive magic weapon, leaving behind a faint fragrance.

"Did you smell the fragrance?" Kanqin Zhenren asked Yuan Junzhenren.

"What fragrance? Well? It seems to be fragrant..." Before he finished speaking, Yuan Jun fell from the air. Kanqin Zhenren had not figured out anything yet.

She was as dizzy as if she was drunk and could not maintain her figure. She also began to fall. Yuan Jun was already vomiting blood and covered in dust, but he had no intention of waking up.