Chapter 549 You can recognize this formation

  The golden light is vertical and horizontal, like thousands of thunderbolts rolling in the clouds, and a fist seal slams down.

  Boom——

  The ground on the plain shook wildly, and there was a rumbling sound from the depths. A large amount of dirty blood and mud was turned up layer by layer like sand, and the thick blood sea surged in all directions like a wave.

   "Good! Great swordsmanship!"

  Seeing that the everlasting grass is growing vigorously, I wish the cloudy day a wild laugh and joy, put away the black copper umbrella, and the human silhouette holds the umbrella as a sword, and chops down the mighty black and white Pisces.

  In the formation of the yin-yang Pisces, the sword intent is domineering, and the sword intent is restrained. At the moment of collision, the sound of the sword unsheathing resounds at the same time, erupting into a sea of ​​swords that annihilates all living beings.

  The momentum is like a wave erupting, suddenly raising a tsunami, shaking the surrounding space and trembling, and the aftermath waves spread out, accelerating the **** muddy rolling below.

  Suddenly, a powerful sword intent descended.

  Amidst the violent thunder, the vast white light broke through the clouds like a sky pillar, and the turbulent air waves pushed away the sea of ​​clouds, smashing the thunder and sprinting like a snake, and slammed down on Zhu Yintian.

  With Lu Bei as the center, there is no black and white swimming fish left, and even if the sword is infinitely sharp, it is difficult to block the scorching white beam.

  buzz buzz——

  The sound of gold and iron shattering resounded continuously, layers of layers fell, and circles collapsed, and the air waves that surged up like a tsunami dispersed from the central area of ​​the collision.

   Overwhelming, omnipresent, sweeping away all directions with a state of destruction.

  Overlooking from a high place, a huge lotus blooms slowly in the diffused thick fog.

  The land of the plain was muddy everywhere, the blood-colored sea surged violently, thousands of hectares of waves rose again and again, huge skeletons appeared one after another, and the aftermath was strong. Ji Han was shocked to sit on the bone shield, and the flat boat would be swallowed by the waves at any time.

  The five-color brilliance freezes in all directions, the black and white swimming fish dissipate the last bit of power, and the white light bombards the black copper umbrella, swallowing the human figure in a second and reducing it, leaving only the skeleton when the umbrella surface peels off.

   "No, it shouldn't be..."

   The voice of doubt faded away, and disappeared along with the white light.

  Lu Bei soared in mid-air, falling at high speed like a cannonball, waved down a bone shield, and floated towards the everlasting grass on the waves.

   Speaking of Versailles, other monks may not like to hear it. Because of his smooth practice, he is extremely confident in his path to immortality. Without the so-called immortal medicine, he can also prove the Tao with his aptitude and live forever.

  No matter what, they are all here, and the everlasting grass should still be picked.

  Even if he doesn't need it, there are senior sisters, sisters She, cousins, etc., sisters and brothers during the day, ghosts and babies at night, they are honest with each other, and he can't hide them.

  Lonely and boring for a long life, holding his wife and child, such a long life is called cultivating immortals.

   Riding the wind and waves to the front of the everlasting grass, Lu Bei squinted his eyes slightly, swung his cross arm to slash, and the white light beam roared out like a dragon, rolling towards the four plants of immortal medicine.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

  The black light rose up, the bare umbrella handle got rid of the mud, and the black smoke was lingering, and he couldn't believe it: "Sky Sword Sect, Lu Bei, how do you know that this seat is still alive?"

   One thing to say, one person, this opponent is too cautious.

  Back then, Ji Han had one-tenth of Lu Bei's, no, one-hundredth of his cautiousness, and he would not easily succeed in a sneak attack.

  Because there is no prompt in the personal panel.

Lu Bei gave the answer in his heart, with a sneer on his face: "Our monks are all as cowardly as a mouse. If my suzerain is not cautious in his words and deeds, how can he be at ease until now, old monster in the cloudy sky, you only have a remnant soul left, My suzerain respects you as a senior, and I will give you a decent way to die, so you can kill yourself!"

   "Hehehe..."

   The air vibrated and roared, and a dark face twisted and deformed under the heavy pressure: "I admit that you are lucky and have no shortage of city mansions, but I have been running this place for two hundred years. Do you really think that this seat can't do anything to you?"

  The black umbrella handle collapsed, Zhu Yintian's voice became more and more insane, and the light of the primordial spirit gradually disappeared, spreading a formation over the vast sea of ​​blood.

   "Junior, you can recognize this formation!"

   The violent pressure stabilized the sea of ​​blood for a moment, and the turbulent blood suddenly calmed down. Lu Bei's body was heavy, and he fell to his knees on the ground with a bang.

  The bone shield sank slowly, and the mud and blood flooded his feet.

   "Junior, although your strength is strong, your realm is not enough after all. Even if there are plans by the city government, you are not as good as others, after all, you are not as good as others."

  The shadows lingered, a little spiritual light jumped out of the everlasting grass, and went straight into Lu Bei's body: "It's not so easy to kill me, hand over your body, and I will be the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the future."

  Lu Bei's eyes glowed with black light, his right side of his body could not move, and he drew out a jasper gourd with his left hand, and said lightly, "Senior, can you recognize this treasure?"

"What?"

   "Turn around baby please!"

  A ray of light bloomed, entering Lu Bei's forehead, and there was only a scream, and the black light dissipated a lot.

   "Turn around baby please!"

   "Ahhh—"

   Lu Bei got the congenital gold essence and couldn't refine it, and the congenital gold essence ignored him. It wasn't until Zhu Qilan made a move, and Baihu ordered the gold to tame the golden essence.

  So, strictly speaking, the congenital gold essence is Zhu Qilan's magic weapon, and it is no match for Lu Bei's stalking, so it has been stored in his hands.

  The breath of the two is connected, and Lu Bei can also purify the innate gold essence, and he will never be lazy in daily cultivation. It is a magic weapon with great potential and can upgrade with its master.

   "Please turn baby to...

  “…

  [You killed Zhu Yintian and gained 600 million experience. After judging the opponent's level, the difference is greater than 20 levels, and you will be rewarded with 600 million experience]

  With Zhu Yintian's strength, his worth shouldn't be so, and it would be okay to double it again, but he was first severely injured by Ji Han, then dragged away by Han Miaojun and hit Daoyun, and then beheaded by Lu Bei.

   This is the result of Han Miaojun milking Lu Bei.

   There can be 600 million, which is already a lot.

  …

  Boom!

  I wish Yin Tian died, the large formation that Lu Bei didn't know suddenly dispersed, the turbulent waves came back again, the calm plains of the ancient well rose again, and the violent gravitational force was ten times stronger than before, no, more than a hundred times.

  Lu Bei didn't know if this was a means to wish Yintian to die together, and he didn't have so much time to think about it, his body sank into the sea of ​​blood with the bone shield under his feet, struggling to swim upstream, unable to match the power of gravity, and fell towards the deep sea at a high speed.

  The body of the Immortal Sword was polluted by mud and blood. In the blink of an eye, bones could be seen all over the body.

   He gritted his teeth, took out the magic weapon, the Kuchan Bell, and hid it in the clock, waiting for the sword body to be upgraded and restored, before making a second attempt.

   "The gravitational force is so violent, it must be affected by the big formation, it won't last long..."

   Lu Bei gritted his teeth, comforting himself.

   There was a sizzling sound in his ears, seeing that Kuchanzhong was unable to support him and was defeated faster than him, so he had no choice but to take out the Zixiao Pagoda as a substitute.

   As one of the three artifacts of Xiongchu, the Zixiao Pagoda is many times stronger than the other artifact, the Xuanzhu Bow. Lu Bei guessed that the two magic weapons are different, and the Xuanzhu Bow can only exert its full power in the hands of the ancients.

   This has nothing to do with him. The treasure that Mo Buxiu picked up with his ability, the master he worshiped with his ability, is passed down to him and it is his. Xiongchu wants to get it back, yes, he can go to Mo Buxiu to reason.

   Sure enough, the defense of Zixiao Pagoda is far higher than that of Kuchan Bell, and the purple Shenguang turtle shell can resist the erosion of mud like a turtle. Judging by the posture, it can last at least five minutes.

   What should I do if five minutes later, the power of the big battle is still there?

  Lu Bei thought solemnly. Whenever the immortal sword body recovered, he endured the pain and went out to upgrade. After three or five rounds, the sword body soared five levels, reaching Lv9.

   But even so, it couldn't stop the evil spirit in the dirty blood.

   "I can't go on any longer, or my body will be destroyed."

  Lu Bei gritted his teeth secretly, he had learned from the sword-killing Dugu, otherwise he would soak in the filthy demon blood with chaotic blood vessels for a long time, referring to Dugu's sarcoma-like swollen body, God knows what he would look like after being polluted.

   Tentacle monsters may be popular with witches, but his concubines are all decent women, and if he dares to change, they will drive them away.

  Zizizi——

  Finally, Zixiao Pagoda could hardly hold on anymore.

   Lu Bei gritted his teeth, thinking about switching to the second incarnation, and using the power of the golden-winged roc to soar upwards.

   But no.

There are many monster clans buried here, and they were all great supernatural powers before they were alive. They didn't escape, and it's hard enough to become a golden-winged roc. I'm afraid they didn't flop twice, and finally turned into a human-like golden-winged roc. Peng becomes thick water.

   Just thinking about it, the world suddenly fell silent.

  Zixiao Pagoda passed through the invisible barrier and reached a dark and dead silence. The corrosion and evil spirit disappeared, and the filth disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by an eternal peace.

  Darkness is eternity, and it is also the representative of peace.

  Lu Bei tried to leave Zixiao Pagoda, and a sharp pain hit his heart. It wasn't corrosion, it was more like...

disinfect.

   "No way, it's brewed into wine?"

   Lu Bei bared his teeth and waited for the sword body to recover. After a while, he reached out and brought up a cloud of dark liquid.

  The hot line of fire burned from the throat to the abdomen, causing his facial features to deform. It did taste like wine, but the taste was extremely bad, perfectly avoiding all the good taste buds.

  When he was in Xuanlong, he was very repulsed by the wine-making process there, and used the blood of the monster clan to make wine...

   Anyway, he is not interested in tasting.

  Ask is quitting.

   Zixiao Tower is still sinking, but without the previous gravitational drag, Lu Bei pondered for a moment, and urged Zixiao Tower to sink faster, wanting to see if there is a way out at the bottom of the abyss.

  The channel was not found, but two plants of longevity grass were found in a fluorescent place.

  The two plants are as tall as one person. It cannot be said that they are growing gratifyingly, but they are also too old to be pinched. The best time for picking has long passed.

   Obviously, these two plants of everlasting grass are fully mature.

   Lu Bei took it away with a wave of his hand, cutting the weeds and roots, not even a single beard was spared.

He moved around with the Zixiao Tower on his back, wobbling, and found four mature plants of everlasting grass. While continuing to roam the seabed, a seemingly invisible power came from the front, pulsating and disappearing from time to time. .

   Lu Bei's mind was lifted, and he drove the Zixiao Pagoda away. If it feels right, the power he felt in the hall before is just this breath.

   "Grateful for the gift of nature."

  The power and influence propped up the vacuum zone, and the Zixiao Tower seamlessly inserted the needles, and squeezed into it with difficulty.

   Lu Bei stepped onto the ground, and what caught his eye was a floating mass of red...

"Blood?"

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  There is another chapter to be reviewed, let me take a look

  (end of this chapter)