Chapter 855: Group destroyed

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"Retreat!" Amusang couldn't even protect himself at this time, so he couldn't care about those foundation builders.

After shouting, Amusang sacrificed a magic talisman, and a layer of green wooden armor appeared out of thin air. The transparent sword kept piercing it, but for a while it was unable to break through its defense.

"This wooden armor talisman is really powerful." Lu put away the fire dragon bow and arrows. The Amusang in front of him was the strongest, and it was difficult to defeat him even with ordinary means. How could Lu let this Amusang escape?

There are still three golden elixir monks. If they use flying swords to attack and kill Amusang with all their strength, they can do it, but one or two others may have to run away.

Lu frowned slightly, retracted the fire dragon's bow and arrow, and took out the psychic golden whip again. Apart from this psychic magic weapon that was refined with special means, there is currently no other way to see the shadow at dawn. Of course, the tenth level The monster spirit and bat king's magic wings are not included in this list.

The Haoyin Gourd can be used, but it does not have a wide range of effects. There are many foundation-building monks in Lingxiao Palace here. It is easy to cause accidental injuries if they are not Jindan monks. The Haoyin Gourd is not his own psychic weapon, and Lu is not able to do so yet. Achieve the level of control.

Chi --- Lu Yi whipped out his whip one after another, and the two golden shadows tore through the sky again, drawing a strange arc in the air, and struck at Amusang, who was escaping the fastest.

Amusang shouted, with a look of fear on his face. This golden whip has far exceeded the scope of Danyuan magic weapon.

A black soul emerged from the mace in Amusang's hand, raised its head and roared, baring its teeth and claws towards the psychic golden whip. It was just that the golden whip without any pause dispersed the phantom, and hit Amusang's green wood spirit armor directly.

Peng! This whip that even Lu didn't dare to bear directly fell directly on Amusang's body. Amusang screamed, the wood spirit armor on his body was greatly drained of spiritual power, and more than half of the spiritual light disappeared. The body retreated violently in the air, dragging a long series of afterimages, but the second golden shadow floated strangely, and the dozens of afterimages collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, passing through the afterimages, and again It fell on Amusang.

This time Amusang didn't even scream, and his body was beaten into a ball of blood mist in the air. However, Amusang's strength was far beyond that of the strong man in black before. The soul took the opportunity to escape in panic, breaking through. He flew away in the air so fast that Lu didn't even have time to kill him again.

Amusang's physical body was defeated, and the other two middle-stage Jindans also persisted to the end of their rope in the rain of swords. Especially since Amusang escaped, Lu used the golden whip again and blasted Amusang's body. The sword rain originally used to attack Amusang was divided among the remaining three golden elixir monks.

In addition, this group of people is no longer what it was when the battle just broke out. At this time, they have no fighting spirit, and their fighting strength is between ten and sixty-seven. The two monks in the middle stage of the golden elixir were unable to hold on at first, and dozens of hundreds of sword energy were broken. After the two defended themselves, they slashed directly at the two of them. Suddenly, the two bodies that were still intact were cut into no less than a hundred pieces and scattered from the air.

There was a middle-aged woman left. Although she was in the late Jindan stage and had good strength, how could she withstand Lu's attack alone? This woman was also determined. Seeing that there was no hope, her body suddenly felt like it was inflated. It swelled up to a round shape, and exploded with a loud bang, blowing up all the dense sword energy around it. By the time other sword energy rushed towards them, the middle-aged woman's soul had already used this time to escape. go.

On the other hand, those hundreds of foundation-building monks, after being enveloped by Lu's sword formation, did not have the means of the golden elixir monks. At this time, more than half of them were dead or injured, and how could they still hold on?

Yuan Min and others stared blankly at the scene in front of them. Luo Qian was stunned at first. He didn't know what happened to his senior brother in recent years, but he actually had such a skillful method. Even the ancestor of the Immortal Palace was still in the golden elixir stage, and he was probably far inferior. Luo Qian quietly opened the restriction on the black token, and another powerful primordial spirit also saw this devastating battle.

"Senior Brother Lu, please wait a moment. My Lingxiao Palace disciples have fought for two hundred years, and the discounts are quite large. We still need to leave some manpower to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future. Although these long-distance monks are hostile forces, they might as well serve as coolies to rebuild the Immortal Palace in the future. ." Luo Qian quickly called Lu Dao. The exterior of Lingxiao Palace was not damaged, but the spiritual objects and monks were extremely damaged. More than half of the hundreds of foundation-building monks who had set up the arrow array had been slaughtered by Lu, and the remaining one hundred or dozens of people could be of some use if they stayed.

There was no point in killing these foundation-building cultivators. Lu Zheng couldn't handle these people. Hearing Luo Qian's voice, he stopped. Lu coldly glanced at the remaining hundreds of foundation-building enemy cultivators, "Surrender or die." !”

Those hundreds of foundation-building monks, look at me and I look at you. The surroundings are filled with dense sword energy. Even the golden elixir monks can't stop it, let alone these foundation-building monks, plus the silver-haired monk who just witnessed it. It's so scary that these people can't even muster the slightest confidence to resist.

The foundation-building monks also have a lifespan of about three hundred years. If they don't fight now, there is really no hope at all.

"I'm willing to surrender!" Soon, these hundreds of foundation-building monks surrendered their magic weapons and storage bags.

But he also avoided a killing. Lu stretched out his hand and waved, and the sword energy lingering around these foundation-building monks suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

As soon as the battle ended, a black energy suddenly emerged from Luo Qian's black token. I saw black energy squirming in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it transformed into the figure of an old man in black. This old man's beard and hair were all white, and his face had an aura of calmness and power.

"Welcome ancestor!"

Luo Qian, Luo Kang and other monks from Lingxiao Palace bowed and saluted.

"Welcome to you, ancestor." After Lu was slightly startled, he also lowered his head, secretly thinking that it turned out that the ancestor of Yuanying in Lingxiao Palace looked like this, and he had never seen him before.

"Where is Lingxiao Palace disciple Lu?" the white-bearded old man shouted.

"Disciple is here!" Lu felt depressed in his heart, not knowing what this ancestor meant.

"Palace Master Wei Li died in battle today. Now I have decided that Lu will succeed the current Palace Master. After landing, I will lead the remaining disciples of this palace and rush to Jianshan immediately to protect my lineage in the world of Wangyue Cultivation!"

Lu frowned. He would not refuse if he was asked to deal with some hostile monks. However, he did not like to be burdened by worldly affairs, let alone manage a sect of a small scale. In this kind of melee in the world of immortality, especially affairs Many. When Lu Zheng was about to refuse, the figure of the white-bearded old man had faded, and he didn't even have a chance to refuse.

In this case, let's wait until we meet the ancestor of Yuanying in Lingxiao Palace later.