This is what cultivating immortals is like

While speaking, Lu Bei ignored the crowd and locked his eyes on the purple-robed monk.

She Yan got the opportunity of the snake god's bloodline, and her skills have greatly improved, and she has magical powers. Let alone these half-dead useless people, even if he were to show up in person, he might not be able to fuck her without taking off his clothes.

Don't think too much, only the purple-robed monk has this strength.

She Yan stood aside, not waiting for sweet words, because it was not rare, so it didn't matter, and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "He is the successor of the 'Corpse Sewing Way', his magic skills are weird and unpredictable, he is good at imprisoning the soul, and sewing corpses for his own use. The next few are flesh puppets he refined, be careful not to fall into his tricks."

I have heard of Demon Corpse Path and Demon Corpse Path. What is Corpse Sewing Path? Is it a genre in the old version?

Lu Bei frowned and said suddenly: "It turns out to be a corpse sewing path. No wonder it's so difficult. It looks like a powerful enemy."

I don’t think you know that at all!

She Yan rolled her eyes. Out of concern for the man's face, she did not speak directly and continued to transmit the message: "His realm is above innateness. I haven't found out the details yet. We will join forces later to be more secure."

"Don't worry, I've recently learned a few new tricks. It's a rare opportunity. Let's practice with him first. If the feel is average, I'll add one of yours." Having just acquired the Immortal Sword Intent, Lu Bei was eager to try it.

She Yan didn't say anything after hearing this. She rubbed the gold bracelet with her fingertips and slowly stepped back to give Lu Bei a space to be beaten.

This man has been a little distracted lately, so a beating won't hurt.

Seeing She Zhang retreating, the senior sister and others looked at each other and tentatively took a few steps back. Seeing that the purple-robed monk had no objection, they quickened their pace and retreated some distance.

"You are very good. In the innate realm, you have developed a powerful body that is rare among gods. You can become a disciple under my sect." The purple-robed monk said lightly. Others who enter the secret realm regard the treasures of heaven and earth as opportunities. He is different, he is here to purchase goods.

On the current shopping list, She Zhang's bloodline and Lu Bei's body were firmly in the top two, and they both made him covet.

"You're not bad either. Your mouth looks like it's been smeared with dung, but if you don't do it, you'll be like a dung boy."

Lu Bei snorted disdainfully, his eyes swept over the purple-robed monk's body, and he instantly understood where the largest shield on his body was.

Face.

boom! !

The grass and mud flew away, and the remaining shadows were stagnant in place.

Lu Bei raised his fist to clear the way. In the explosion of air flow like a stormy sea, the edge of the fist wreaked havoc with sound waves, rubbing against the bloody air column, breaking through layer by layer, and exploding with the roar of tigers and dragons.

The fist seal is terrifying and its power is terrifying.

The purple-robed monk was overjoyed and stepped forward instead of retreating. He slowly raised his right arm to block the place where the fist must pass.

Crash---

With his clothes making a sound, the purple-robed monk took the punch mark and found that he still underestimated the power of this punch.

The moment he received the punch, the sound of a bell exploded in his ears, and an indescribable terrifying force spread from his palm and vented to every detail of his body.

In an instant, all the muscles, bones, flesh, and even the internal organs were trembling violently under this terrifying force.

The skin turned from white to black, and wisps of blood escaped. When hit by the violent fist wind, it atomized and dissipated without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Bang! !

All the power of the fist exploded in the body, and the purple-robed monk took seven or eight steps back in succession. Every time he took a step back, his robe exploded in one place. When it stopped, the right arm that received the punch was exposed to the air.

Thin scales cover the strong arms, and the outline of the muscles is clearly visible. It looks like a human or a demon, but it is unknown what species it is.

"I underestimated you..."

The purple-robed monk shook his right arm and pulled off the sleeve of his left arm with a wave of his hand. He put his fists in front of him and struck the gold and iron. He was overjoyed and said: "Taoist, I have been in Wuzhou for ten years, and this is the first time I have encountered someone who can hurt my body." I want to see what your body is like!"

Like most of his opponents, the purple-robed monk also regarded Lu Bei as a demon cultivator. To put it more simply, he believed that Lu Bei was a monster that took on human form.

Lu Bei didn't reply. He looked intently at the damaged clothes of the purple-robed monk. The proportions of his blue-black arms and torso were extremely uncoordinated. There were traces of stitches in many places on his body, and his skin color was also different...

It turns out to be a stitch monster.

After finding out the details of the purple-robed monk, his expression suddenly became strange.

The so-called suture monster refers to how bold a person is and how productive he is. The indigenous NPCs are limited by information channels and have a serious lack of imagination. Instead, players can learn the magic skills of sewing corpses and keep the painting style of the immortal world the same every year. Compared with the version Updates are diligent.

This year demons are flying all over the sky, next year their tentacles are everywhere, and the year after that the streets are full of tauren...

Not to mention the distance, just a few puppets over there, if controlled by players, they would be like real-life figures.

After reselling the money, he became as rich as the enemy in three months, and bought Hu Er as a maid.

It's a pity that Tianhe is not a business made by carbon-based life. Otherwise, Lu Bei will not let go of this business no matter what. A gentleman loves money in a proper way, and cutting leeks is more suitable for him.

"Besides, that punch just now probably wasn't your full strength. If you perform well, Taoist, I'll be lenient and let you become a part of my body."

The purple-robed monk raised his fist in his hand, pulled out a phantom, and stabbed towards Lu Bei with countless bloody arrows. The latter raised a punch, blasting the air, causing blood to burst into pieces, and broken arrows to fly all over the place.

Lu Bei took a deep breath and activated the skill 'Sword Body'. Amidst the explosions of air flow like a barrage of cannons, he took three steps and one step at a time, and suddenly stepped in front of the purple-robed monk.

Raising his five fingers together, he slashed the hurricane with the knife in his hand, like a giant axe, and his momentum was several times higher than before.

Under the violent airflow, the corners of the bronze mask on the purple-robed monk's face shattered, and the faintly visible black eyes suddenly burned.

boom!

Rumble————

A series of thunderbolts exploded, Lu Bei advanced with fists and palms, and the violent storm-like attack suddenly fell, easily tearing apart the blood energy beams, and blasted them all towards the purple-robed monk to sew his body.

The purple-robed monk deliberately tested Lu Bei's limits. He did not hide or evade, raised his fists with both hands, and took Lu Bei's offensive forcefully, fighting him back and forth.

Where the two men met, mud and grass flew into the sky, and the sky was three feet high within dozens of feet. Every time they collided, a storm swept around them, forcing the onlookers to retreat again and again.

"Senior Sister, your innate ability to fight with Master is quite good. You are just like a monster. It won't be a problem for us to wait for you. If Master pursues you, you will have to shed your skin and change your bones."

One person whispered: "Why don't we take this opportunity and work together to capture that innate concubine. If he throws a rat weapon, Master will definitely win a complete victory."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Me too!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The pretty beauty cultivator's face darkened, and she glared at several incompetent fellow disciples, and then said slowly: "Master's demonic skills are incredible, why do you need my help? Just watch carefully, that innate will definitely not be able to hold on for long."

As she spoke, the beautiful Xiu clenched her fist fiercely, fixed her gaze on the center of the battlefield, and silently cheered for Lu Bei.

Three years ago, she sought an opportunity and met a purple-robed monk, who beat him to death on the spot and turned him into a half-dead flesh puppet. From then on, he dragged a body of a living dead to serve the purple-robed monk. His soul was imprisoned and he couldn't help himself. He couldn't find a way to die simply.

Because she had the highest level of cultivation, she became the senior sister among the puppets. The other puppets were in a muddleheaded state and were getting by under the obscene power of the purple-robed monk. Only she was different. She had not given up her struggle and was unwilling to give up any chance of seeking death.

On the other side, She Yan secretly guarded against the puppets' sneak attack, stayed away from the center of the battle, and calmed the restless golden-scaled snake.

"It's useless. The corpse's body is made of dead things. Your venom can't hurt him."

A little displeasure flashed across She Yan's face: "On the contrary, it's another dead man. I don't know what kind of magic he has practiced recently, but he has become even more powerful. It's really annoying. Doesn't he have a bottleneck?"

boom! boom! boom----

Amidst the impact of punches to flesh, Lu Bei's punches became faster and faster, and the purple-robed Taoist gradually found it difficult to keep up. As a stream of air passed by, the bronze mask was overwhelmed and the broken pieces peeled off.

Under the mask, there is an extremely charming face, with creamy face, bright eyes and white teeth, embellished with a little pink and white, reflecting the charming and charming temperament.

I'm sorry for this head, I don't know which fairy suffered the disaster.

Lu Bei turned a blind eye, raised his long fist with his arms and aimed straight at the door, raised his palm with a sneer, and pointed like a sword to stab the purple-robed Taoist's chest with the middle door wide open.

The fingertips spit out scorching white cold light as fast as a ghost.

The skill 'Immortal Sword Intention·Crane' is blended with a little bit of 'Innate Energy', and combined with the energy storage of 'Undertow' + critical hits, the lethality is close to the one hundred thousand mark.

Oops!

The moment the sword pointed close to his body, the purple-robed Taoist realized that something was wrong, his body flickered, and he was about to jump away from the place.

It's too late.

The sword finger was as powerful as breaking bamboo, easily penetrating through the hard skin sewn on the chest of the purple-robed Taoist, breaking through the muscles, sternum, heart... layer by layer.

Lu Bei's arm sank into the purple-robed Taoist's chest and came out through his back. Just as he was about to hit him with consecutive blows, afterimages flashed in front of him. He turned around and saw that the purple-robed Taoist had teleported dozens of meters away.

"What a good sword, what a sword! You deliberately hide your clumsiness just for this one sure blow, you are really very scheming!"

There was a big hole in the chest of the purple-robed Taoist. He sat facing north and south, with clear ventilation. Gritting his teeth, he took out the broken heart and said in a cold voice: "You destroyed Taoist, the evil heart that I have treasured for many years. I will fight to the death today. I will behead you and take your sword." Heart!"

"You have such bad eyesight. What's the use of having a heart? Obviously the most powerful thing about Ding is his mouth. I've already said it after using it." Lu Bei chuckled lightly.

She Zhang: "..."

It's reasonable and well-founded, but it's hard for her to refute.

The purple-robed Taoist lost his demonic heart, and his powerful magic power dropped sharply. From the previous vagueness and uncertainty, he plummeted to the early stage of the transformation of gods. And because his demonic heart was damaged, he lost the ability to blink and teleport, and his intestines turned green with regret.

It was obvious that his strength was much higher than Lu Bei's, but he was just testing the quality of the goods, so he let some water go...

Thinking of this, the purple-robed Taoist did not dare to take it lightly anymore, and a tiger roar shook his clothes away.

I saw that the colorful body was covered with traces of stitches. The Taoist cultivator was a beautiful face, the demon cultivator was the flesh and blood bag, the devil cultivator was the internal organs, and the Buddhist cultivator was the spine and bones. It can be said that the strengths of each are integrated into one body.

It doesn't even have wings, it's just an ordinary thing.

Glancing at the long scaly tail swinging behind the old devil, Lu Beiwang secretly despised it. His imagination was too poor. If it were a player, this tail would definitely grow in front.