Chapter 61 Can you second me?

  Corner.

  A series of reversals made Lu Bei very addicted. Seeing Zhao Xiayang stubbornly resisting and wanting to die with Hu San, he held his head high and stepped forward confidently with his right foot.

   Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, with such a large pile of experience, it is really unreasonable not to rub it twice.

Killing is impossible. Zhao Xiayang is the prisoner named by Xuanyin Division to capture him alive. If he is killed, he will be labeled as a remnant of the gangster. But if you do it well, the assistant Hu San will be on the sidelines to get the final blow. , it should not be difficult to obtain the judgment of defeat.

   "So what about the Baodan state? If you lose all your mana, you're still a residual blood. Can you kill me? If you can't, then don't blame me for doubling your basic attributes and rubbing you on the ground!"

  Lu Bei shook his head with a faint smile, Hu San did the same, the situation was under control but there was a lot of nonsense, no awareness at all, don't you know that the villain died because of talking too much?

  At this time, Hu San secretly thought that he was unlucky, and somewhat regretted it. He never thought that Zhao Xiayang was related to him, and he was a fox demon cultivator.

  Give him another chance, he sure...

   Not to say that he can't guess, but that he doesn't think about it at all. Zhao Xiayang, who is five big and three rough, and the vixen are not in the same style, and no one will connect the two when they come.

   Seeing that the opening of the blood relationship mechanism was inevitable, Hu San waved his hand to explore, and the giant claws directly attacked Zhao Xiayang.

  The idea of ​​making amends after a dead sheep, regardless of the formation, first catch the culprit to avoid another mutation.

  Zhao Xiayang grinned and took a deep breath. The air flow could be unscrewed visible to the naked eye, and was sucked into his abdomen with a whistling sound. His torso and limbs swelled suddenly after the strong air flow poured in.

  Boom! boom! boom!

  A series of muffled sounds and the sound of popping beans exploded, and Zhao Xiayang shot **** arrows from the wounds on his abdomen and back.

   Like a sword like thunder, it shoots out suddenly.

  The terrifying sound roared loudly, breaking through the attacking giant claws in an instant, and piercing Hu San's eyebrows with more momentum.

  Hu San turned his head to avoid the white thunder, and saw the number of physical training paths Zhao Xiayang was taking. As a Dharma practitioner, he didn't want to fight with the dying reckless man, so he pulled back decisively.

   Unexpectedly, just a few meters back, Zhao Xiayang's body in front of him turned into an afterimage and faded away. Immediately afterwards, there was a howling sound behind him, and the strength of the fist hit his back like a violent wind and waves.

  Hu San's heart shuddered, and he turned his body in mid-air, seeing the huge fist prints comparable to a bell, violent and unstoppable, in front of his arms resting, two blue giant claws stretched out to block.

  Zhao Xiayang's smile was even more ferocious. When he was young, the purity of his bloodline was seriously insufficient, and the road to demon cultivation was difficult. If he had to say what benefits he gained from his bloodline, it could only be that his natural power was far superior to that of his peers. Seeing that Hu San wouldn't dodge or dodge, he punched Qi Liusan with all his strength, and punched out with all his strength.

  Boom!

  The Hong bell rang, the sound of collisions continued to hum, and the waves of air dispersed.

  Only hearing two crisp sounds of 'click', Hu San's arms were broken, and his already slightly delicate and slender body flew upside down like straw in the violent air current.

   "Ah this..."

  Hu San, who was also in the Baodan state, lost in melee and was blown away with a punch. Lu Bei silently withdrew his right foot, hating him for not fighting, and secretly cursing him for not having any B numbers.

  The same goes for the hand, which is out of control at every critical moment, and keeps making trouble for him.

   "The Baodan state is really powerful. If you lose all your mana, you are still a residual blood, and you can still kill me. Fortunately, it is not a big problem. After my basic attributes are doubled, I can still rub you on the ground!"

Looking at Hu San flying upside down, Lu Bei's eyes flickered, and he took two steps to the side. He quickly listed a dozen or so plans for quickly depleting his cultivation in his mind. After checking them one by one, he chose the safest one to implement. .

  Boom!

  Hu San flew upside down like a cannonball, hit the corner stone wall, collapsed and buried in the shape of a font, and broke apart the spider web cracks.

   "This guy is really a fox, are you sure he didn't hybridize with other species?"

  Fox coughed up blood three times in a row, took a bottle of high-grade healing medicine, and immediately recovered from the fractured arms.

  At this moment, a Wujin straight knife touched his neck, he was stunned for a second, and looked aside with twitching corners of his eyes.

  Lu Bei: ()

  You can't hide the eyes of a person who wants to knife.

   "Brother, what are you doing? Don't forget. We are friends of eight obeisances. We agreed that life cannot be at the same time, and death must be at the same acupuncture point. Your knife...my heart hurts." Hu San said with a guilty conscience.

   He had to be guilty, and sold Lu Bei twice in exchange for the opportunity to sneak attack Zhao Xiayang.

"Hehe, the chrysanthemum vents its anger just to have fun. It depends on your mouth if you really fart. How can I have the qualifications to worship Lord Qingwei of Xuanyin Division!" Lu Bei gritted his teeth, the blade trembled slightly, and caught it. The blood dripping from San Hu's chin.

   "It will be another day, I must pray, I have seen it."

  Hu San carefully moved the blade away: "Calm down, I am a military officer, it is against the law to attack people in the court, forget it this time, and not next time."

   "Stop doing this!"

Lu Bei wiped off the blood on the blade, frowned, and once again put the knife on Hu San's neck: "It's you who should calm down, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this game was won by the head of Zhao, I'll turn to the light, This is taking your dog's head for a way out."

   "Stop acting, even if you say so, Zhao will not let you go."

Hu San pushed away the blade in front of him again: "Besides, it's unknown who will win or lose in this round. The physical training path he took, I am a Dharma cultivator, and it's normal to lose close to me. If you don't believe me, I pulled it away on purpose." With the distance, taking his life is easy now."

   "Really?"

   "It's absolutely true."

   "Okay, I'll trust you once more."

  Lu Bei retracted the knife, wiped off the blood on the blade, and nodded contentedly.

  Sometimes, it’s not a good thing if the cultivation base is too high and enough skills are squandered. This is what happened to him right now. He stole Hu San’s skills twice in a row, and he was still a long way from the stable win situation where the cultivation base was less than 30%.

"Hahaha--"

  At the edge of the formation, Zhao Xiayang raised his hands high and laughed loudly, as if insane, as if he had lost his mind.

The blood relationship mechanism was activated, and the mysterious formation was slowly activated. On the stone-carved ground, the ice-blue spirit pulse came to life like a living thing, and went deep underground to extract the roots. It will make people improve their cultivation base.

  Like Lu Bei at the moment, the main profession has been upgraded three times in a row to reach level 35, gaining skill points and free attribute points.

  The same goes for everyone else present, their cultivation base has increased more or less, and Chu He earns the most money. He, who has already established the foundation of Dzogchen, with this help, is happy to mention the peak state of the later stage of Dzogchen foundation.

   "Is there such a good thing?"

   Lu Bei was surprised, but soon became vigilant. The Social University told him that everyone is a leek, and there is no pie in the sky. Even if there is, it is a discus that looks like a pie.

  In this situation, the people present had already given up on continuing to fight, and tacitly stopped and retreated a certain distance. If the conditions did not allow it, they would have sat down and started to practice.

  The activation of the formation is still going on, immeasurable spiritual energy gathers at the eye of the formation, and the majestic pressure sweeps across. The ice-blue giant dragon with a vague outline is raised its head, and its 100-meter body is straight into the sky.

   Gorgeous and beautiful, but extremely dangerous.

The huge energy changed qualitatively, and the aura dragon evaporated the pyramid barrier above it when it touched it. When it hit the blue dome at the bottom of the lake, it split into 108 arcs and fell to the 108 stone pillars corresponding to the outer four spirit formations. , and it fell silent.

   Nothing changed, as if something had happened.

  Everyone stared wide-eyed, woke up from the shock, and they were all confused. The spies of Xuanyin Division didn't know why, and the disciples of Shimizumen were also puzzled for a while.

  They only knew that the leader was planning a big plan, which was enough to overthrow Wu Zhou's rule. The relic formation was the most important thing, but Zhao Xiayang didn't mention the specific effect of the formation.

"Hahaha--"

  Zhao Xiayang laughed loudly, and pointed at Cheng Jian to Hu San: "The thieves of Xuanyin Division, aren't you curious about what formation this is, and now Zhao is merciful and tells you that this formation is called 'Trapping Dragon'!"

   "What, the trapping dragon formation? It turned out to be the trapping dragon formation, the legendary trapping dragon formation!"

   Lu Bei took a breath, his face full of shock.

   "Brother, what is the trapping dragon formation, explain it quickly." Hu San raised his elbow and slapped Lu Bei. He has been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has never seen any scene, but it is the first time he has heard of the trapping dragon formation.

   "Ah, you don't know?"

  Lu Bei scratched his head: "I thought you all knew, so I followed suit. Actually, I don't know either."

  Fox Three: "..."

   "Trapped into the formation of the dragon, cut off the road to immortality, this dragon is not the other dragon, but the dragon of the spiritual vein."

The general trend is set, Zhao Xiayang generously explained: "In the next ten years, the spiritual veins of Dongqi County will gradually fall asleep, and in a hundred years, the spiritual veins will collapse, and there will be no remaining spiritual energy. It will be thousands of times harder for monks to practice cultivation More than double."

   "What, the spiritual vein collapsed?"

   Lu Bei's eyes widened, his face was full of shock.

  Hu San curled his lips when he saw this: "Brother, you don't need to pretend, it's common sense, everyone understands it."

  (end of this chapter)