copper boat location
Chu Lu led a group of people to the door of the copper ship's cockpit and bowed: "I, Chu Lu, of the Alchemy Sect, sincerely invite Senior He Ling to be a guest of the Alchemy Sect."
High in the air, Du Wu was surrounded by four Nascent Soul monks whose cultivation level was similar to his own. With such a huge disparity in combat power, Du Wu could only parry, and was completely unable to move to stop Chu Lu and the others.
At this time, Du Wu looked extremely embarrassed, his robes were severely damaged, and his aura was chaotic. The little sun behind him could not maintain his strength, but he was still desperately using his magic power to try to break through the encirclement of the three people in front of him.
Monks cherish their lives and basically do things with themselves as the center.
Although there are monks who sacrifice themselves for others, those are things only young monks do.
Du Wu's desperate behavior regardless of the cost surprised the four Yuanying monks.
Although it is not difficult for the four of them to work together to kill Du Wu, it will undoubtedly offend the Chiyang Sect behind Du Wu.
They were not here to make enemies, and they all tried to persuade Du Wu.
"Fellow Daoist Du Wu, you are not one of those ignorant young monks. Why do you have to work so hard for a little girl?"
"Yes! Anyway, you are not from the Haoqi Immortal Sect, and that girl's life and death has nothing to do with you."
"Why don't we just let it go and obey that guy Chu Lu's arrangements for the time being. After it's done, we can also take a look at the flesh and blood regeneration spell."
"Anyway, Chu Lu will take the blame, and we can also take the benefits, so why not!"
Du Wu smiled coldly and continued to use his magic power, trying to break through the encirclement of the four people, but still failed.
He knew that if it was his old self, he would have directly sided with Chu Lu without any reminder from the four people in front of him, but now he didn't even dare to think of such an idea.
Because he knew that some unreasonable lunatic was coming soon!
The biggest charm of Dead Trees and Spring is that it is just a spell that does not consume elixirs or rely on magic weapons to produce such incredible healing methods.
The four Nascent Soul monks who surrounded Du Wu were not pharmacists, but the temptation to them was still huge when the dead wood turned into spring.
Who wouldn’t want to have such a life-saving healing tool?
Many demonic cultivators were suspended in the sky and did not move, allowing the immortal cultivators to board the bronze boat.
A middle-aged man among the demon cultivators was extremely puzzled by this. This man was Qiu San, the guard of Yin Po.
He really didn't understand why he didn't go down to fight with those immortal cultivators, but stayed where he was and kept inviting people to be guests.
Qiu San cast a questioning look at Po Yin, wanting to know why the demon cultivator who used to act domineeringly was acting so abnormally today.
Po Yin spoke to explain: "Qiu San, you are a Nascent Soul monk who has only been promoted in recent years, and there are many things that you are not clear about.
If you see the battlefield of high-level monks in the battle between immortals and demons, you will understand how terrifying a certain Nascent Soul monk is. "
Qiu San felt a little unhappy when he saw Po Yin taking it for granted. "Yin Po, you overestimate Bai Xingjie too much. He can fight against Jiuying alone. He can do the same as long as I seize the opportunity."
Yin Po said: "Physical cultivation often makes it difficult to absorb external spiritual energy due to too many impurities in the body. Generally speaking, the golden elixir realm is the end point of physical cultivation.
But it is not easy for you as a physical practitioner to achieve the Nascent Soul realm. But Bai Xingque is definitely not as powerful as you imagine. "
Speaking of this, Yin Po looked sad and tried to raise her chest and raise her head. However, due to her hunchback, she could only hunker down and let out a long sigh.
Qiu San was a little shocked. This was the first time he saw Yin Po like this. The hunchbacked old lady in front of him had always been his key protection target. There was no room for error. He asked with concern: "Yin Po, what's wrong with you?"
Yin Po smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, I just remembered some past events."
Hundreds of years ago, the war between immortals and demons
On Fushui River
The floating corpses of fish and shrimps are scattered all over the river here, causing the river water to emit an unpleasant stench. Moreover, each corpse has black skin color and an extremely embarrassing death appearance. It is obvious that they died of poisoning.
A group of demonic cultivators came from afar. The leader was a female demonic cultivator in scantily clad clothes. She had a coquettish appearance and heavy black makeup. She was stunningly beautiful, but she was always dangerous. There was another figure on her left. A wretched-looking dwarf.
"Lord Yin Ji is really powerful. She can be called the master of both medicine and poison. She successfully poisoned so many immortal cultivators with just two poison arrays she laid out casually. I heard that the last demon cultivator who was stationed here didn't survive for several months. Kill so many immortal cultivators.
When you return to the camp, you will be able to exchange for many magic weapons based on this victory. "
The wretched dwarf praised Yin Ji repeatedly, and he also took the opportunity to peek at Yin Ji's two slender white legs, smiling evilly from time to time.
Yin Ji didn't mind the dwarf's peeking behavior at all. How could someone who was a manipulative manipulator, behaved erratically, and often licked blood from his knife edge care about this?
It was the dwarf's praise that made Yin Ji very happy.
Late at night, the demon cultivator camp in the Fushui River area
Dozens of Nascent Soul realm demon cultivators are stationed here, letting themselves go as much as they want.
Just when everyone was enjoying themselves, a voice of anger and condemnation fell from the sky, directly ruining everyone's fun.
"It is a rule that monks' battles do not involve mortals. The lower reaches of Fushui River flow through nine cities. Countless mortals need to drink the water of this river to survive.
How dare you devilish thieves act so wantonly! "
The appearance of the person making the sound gradually became clear. He was a man in white. The white robe was so dazzling that it made people intoxicated. Although he has white hair, he doesn't look old at all. He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and is very handsome.
A Nascent Soul cultivator took the lead and charged forward: "Where did you come from? You are so brave. An immortal cultivator dares to break into the demon cultivator camp alone. Please tell me your name quickly so that I can set up a monument for you."
The man in white clothes held a long Xiahong sword in his hand and faced the enemy. In just one face-to-face encounter, the demon cultivator was cut in half.
A lot of blood fell like rain. The man in white didn't change his expression and replied coldly: "Disciple of the Haoqi Immortal Sect, Bai Xingqie, is participating in the battle between immortals and demons for the first time. Please give me your advice."
Yin Ji looked at the white-clothed immortal cultivator named Bai Xingqie, licking her black lips, her charming eyes shining brightly.
Several Nascent Soul cultivators swarmed forward, including the leader of the Demon Cultivator here, an Out-of-body Realm cultivator. Now that the Immortal Cultivator is invading, he will naturally show his majesty.
Bai Xingqi was holding a Xiahong long sword and was not afraid to go up alone and fight with everyone.
The battle lasted from late at night to the early morning of the next day, and the entire demon cultivator camp was full of broken limbs. Countless demon cultivators had their hands and feet cut off, and their bodies were maimed, leaving only their lives.
Bai Xingqie's white clothes turned into blood robes and left in the distance.
After that day, there was no more enchanting Yin Ji, only a hunchbacked Yin Po.
