High in the sky in the northern part of the Demonic Abyss, the violent energy fluctuations gradually calmed down. Shi Jingtian, the great elder of the Demonic Spirit Sect and the top powerhouse in the late Nascent Soul stage, died.
Lu Kun was suspended in the air, his arms restored to their original state. He was holding a storage bracelet and a jade figurine in his left hand, while his right hand was holding a war treasure prototype that looked like a deformed piece of meat.
The muscles on Zhan Bao were still twitching slightly, and his breath was a little strange, as if there had been some change.
Lu Kun's expression moved slightly. Just as he was about to investigate, his expression suddenly changed. An astonishing burst of blood erupted from his abdomen. Three blood-colored swords appeared out of thin air and were inserted into his waist.
Shi Jingtian has fallen, and the blood demon sword that originally looked like a thin needle has lost its magic source and returned to its normal size.
Lu Kun put away the things in his hands, held the hilts of the swords with both hands, and pulled out the three blood demon swords without any blood spilling. The wounds on them healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Buzzing..."
The Blood Demon Sword was held in Lu Kun's hand, and it made a spiritual sword cry. The blood glow was bright, and it kept vibrating, as if it wanted to break free.
Lu Kun snorted coldly, and some chaotic magic energy surged out of his body and submerged into it. For a moment, the blood glow dispersed. The Blood Demon Sword seemed to have been severely injured. It let out a cry and became completely quiet. It was then made by Lu Kun using the Jueling Ore. wrapped in a stone box and stored in the ribs.
After a while, Yue Longfei and others also recovered from the sword formation. They looked at Lu Kun with awe in their eyes. Although they were activating the Sancai Sword Formation, they watched the entire battle.
Unexpectedly, Lu Kun's strength was even more powerful than they imagined. Not to mention his perverted physical defense, the terrifying giant arm's supernatural power could actually absorb the vitality of the world and exert a power as high as that of a great monk.
That roar that resounded through the world was also extremely terrifying. They had never heard of a sonic attack that could activate the vitality of the world.
In the end, the weird magic weapon that killed Shi Jingtian's Nascent Soul made them even more frightened. Such a long distance could shock the Nascent Soul out of teleportation state. Doesn't that mean that if Lu Kun wanted to kill them, they would have to run away? Can't fall off...
The three yuan sword energy stimulated by the Sancai Sword Formation is also a powerful magical power, but it pales in comparison to Lu Kun.
Yue Longfei slowly flew to Lu Kun's side. He thought of his previous agreement with Lu Kun and said with a wry smile: "No wonder the Pavilion Master is so confident. It turns out that the magical power is so powerful that he has the fighting power of a great monk."
"Yue is willing to keep his promise and merge Tianjian Sect into the Body Refining Pavilion."
Yue Longfei unknowingly removed the word "Lu" from "Pavilion Master Lu" with a very respectful expression, as did Dugu Feng and Lin Ming. They were unwilling to accept Yue Longfei's decision before, but now they are convinced.
With this great monk-level pavilion master sitting in charge, coupled with the meridians strengthening method and the sword body technique described by Yue Longfei, how powerful the Tianjian Sect will become in the future!
Lu Kun looked at Mo Yuan and said calmly: "The war is not over yet, and it is not time for negotiation. Dugu Feng and Lin Ming have suffered great losses. They will go to the Meteor Star Battleship to heal their wounds first."
After saying that, he flashed and disappeared, his voice lingering in Yue Longfei's ears.
"Brother Yue still has a three-yuan sword energy in his body. Lu Liang will leave it to you. Yu Liansheng has escaped. I will kill him."
Yue Longfei did not dare to neglect, and turned into a sword light, involving the depressed Dugu Feng and Lin Ming, and fired towards the location of the meteor battle boat.
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The elders in the middle stage of Nascent Soul fled away, and Li Wan, the first person in the Alchemy Stage, was also reduced to a pulp. The remaining monks in the Alchemy Stage of the Demon Spirit Sect used their life-saving magical powers to escape out of the mountains.
Those demon spirit sect foundation-building monks who were still persisting were beaten to the point of danger by the physical cultivator and sword cultivator. After waiting for a long time to be rescued by the elders in the sect, they finally couldn't hold on anymore and fled in all directions.
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Somewhere in the Yunling Mountains, a pale, one-armed woman was hiding in a rock, holding a few spiritual stones in her hand, trying her best to restore the magic power in her body. This person was Ye Zi Shui who had escaped.
Under Huang Xiaoyun's sneak attack, she barely escaped with the help of her magical power, and then met the Hualing Sect disciples who had been lying in wait for a long time at the edge of the Yunling Mountains.
The pill-forming disciples of Hualing Sect are all accompanied by spirit beasts of level five or above, which is equivalent to two pill-forming disciples. Their fighting power is astonishing. Zi Shui, who has been seriously injured, is naturally no match for her. She has spent a lot of life-saving things to survive. Confused the other party and sneaked back into the Yunling Mountains.
Ye Zishui slowly opened her eyes. After a short while of adjusting her breath, she managed to stabilize her injuries. In such a dangerous battlefield, she did not dare to heal her injuries for a long time. In her current state, any monk in the pill formation stage could heal her injuries. The kill.
"Damn it, that guy is holding a magic weapon to attack. He is obviously Lu Kun's disciple, but why is the sword intention contained in his body stronger than the sword cultivator of Tianjian Sect? If my brother hadn't risked his life to save me, I would have perished."
She was extremely scared. Back then, in the Lingming Demon Valley, Lu Kun was just a Qi-training monk like her, and he was almost killed by her. She didn't expect that now, she couldn't even defeat his disciple.
Zhi Shui took a deep breath and calmed down. Lu Kun was no longer something she could deal with. What she had to do now was to find a way to survive.
"I don't know how the battle outside is going. Senior Shi is already a strong man in the late Nascent Soul stage. After such a long time, he should have eliminated the opponent's Nascent Soul stage monks."
"Hey, isn't this a foundation-building disciple of the Demon Spirit Sect? He fled in such a hurry. Could it be that the numerous foundation-building disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect were also defeated?"
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In the forest not far away, two disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect in the late stage of foundation building were piloting a spirit boat. Like frightened birds, they seemed to dare not come out of the forest and only flew at low altitude in the forest.
Behind the two people, followed closely by a man and two women. These three people were agile and agile. They flew quickly through the mountains and forests, sending up bursts of smoke and dust, as if they were using some kind of secular warrior's movement skills. Their speed was even faster than Low-altitude flying boats are even faster.
The leader, a middle-aged man, had a somewhat unique figure. His hands were wrapped in fiery red gloves. Compared with his thick left arm, his right arm looked small, thin, and extremely uncoordinated.
A young woman with a scar on her face ran beside the man, holding a pair of light yellow daggers in her hands. The last person was a slender young woman with two three-foot long swords on her waist.
The young woman judged the distance between the Demon Spirit Sect disciples and them, and suddenly drew her sword with one hand. With a bright golden light, she threw the three-foot long sword.
An extremely sharp aura flashed across the mountain forest, and the surrounding leaves and vegetation were suppressed by this powerful sword intent.
The expressions of the two people from the Demon Spirit Sect changed greatly. They hurriedly took out an umbrella-shaped magic weapon and placed it behind them. Then the long sword with bright golden light came towards them.
Intense auras intertwined, and the umbrella-shaped magic weapon barely blocked the long sword, but the next moment, another strong sharp aura appeared, and the second long sword shot out.
"boom……"
The attack of the double swords not only contained extremely sharp metallic magic power, but also was accompanied by powerful brute force. The umbrella-shaped magic weapon could not withstand it at all. The people and the flying boat were blown away and hit the rocky mountain wall nearby. superior.
After this time delay, a man and two women, like warriors, have arrived in front of the mountain wall. They are holding weapons. The mana fluctuations and powerful brute force in the middle stage of foundation building are surging. A series of sword lights and sword shadows flash past. The two have reached the foundation building. The disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect in the late stage had their defenses broken and their souls were destroyed.
Just as the three people were preparing to pack up the loot, the rocks not far away suddenly shattered, and a golden halberd emitting strong light came out with the terrifying power of a monk in the pill formation stage.
With such a close distance and the amazing speed of the magic weapon, the scarred young woman who was closest to the halberd only had time to raise the two swords in her hands.
"boom!"
The golden halberd was accompanied by a metallic attack with astonishing destructive power. The young woman had no strength to resist. The moment the two parties came into contact, the light yellow dagger was shot away, and the golden light struck the young woman's tiger's mouth and shattered. on the arm.
At this moment, the middle-aged man had already reacted. He kicked the young woman away. The muscles of his thin right arm swelled as if they were inflated. The fiery red glove grasped the front blade of the golden halberd.
An extremely rich metallic scent exploded.
The middle-aged man's left hand was pressed against the swollen right forearm. His whole body was repelled by the terrifying power, and he scratched ten feet on the rocky soil on the ground.
The fiery red glove on his right hand was blown to pieces by the powerful metallic aura of the golden halberd. Most of the flesh and blood in his hand evaporated, revealing the extremely dark palm bones, with a bright black color flowing on them, without any cracks. signs.
This halberd magic weapon, which was so powerful that it destroyed two magic weapons in a row, was actually blocked by the middle-aged man's tiny palm bones!
The ancestor of physical training
The ancestor of physical training
