Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 239 Refining the Zihuang Sword!
This fist-sized demon god sits cross-legged in Li Yu's dantian. Just sitting quietly, there is a domineering aura that will never change and never wear out, as if it can suppress the world , I am the only one!

This thing is the undead Pluto dharma phase!

At this time, this martial arts statue occupies the most central position in the dantian, nourished by Li Yu's cultivation.

A finger-sized puppet was pushed aside by Fa Xiang.

The puppet has all five limbs, and its surface is black and red. It has the feeling of congealed blood, with an ominous atmosphere. It is covered with a layer of faint blood, which rises and shrinks at times, showing the same pattern as Li Yu's heartbeat. frequency.

Li Yu's face faintly appeared on the puppet's face, and the corner of his mouth seemed to be smiling, which was quite strange.

On the other side of the undead Pluto's dharma form is a flying sword the size of a palm.

The whole body is dark purple, and there is a touch of coldness in the darkness. It looks full of spirituality. It looks a little small from the outside, but it exudes a breathtaking vigor!

This spirit is terrifying, much stronger than the two magic weapons that Li Yu obtained before, the Hunting Demon Banner and the Yinhuo Bag!

Even the Immortal Pluto Dharma Aspect can barely suppress it.

If a magic weapon falls into the hands of a golden core cultivator, his combat power will be doubled.

So in a certain situation, a magic weapon is equivalent to a golden core monk.

This Zihuang sword is a rare high-grade magic weapon with amazing spirituality. If it resists, it will be difficult for Li Yu to suppress it.

Fortunately, with the suppression of the Immortal King of Pluto, Li Yu has already initially sacrificed him, and when he succeeds in the sacrifice, his combat power will definitely increase by then.

A few days later, Li Yu played with a small sword the size of a palm.

This small sword is delicate and small, with a dull purple radiance emitting from its surface, pure with a touch of special spirituality.

At this time, like a swimming fish, it circled and rotated around Li Yu's body back and forth, making a sharp and mournful sword cry, which was breathtaking!
It seems that it is not a cold and stiff weapon, but a living creature.

This high-grade magic weapon, the flying sword, was finally completely refined by him.

Li Yu couldn't put it down.

With this flying sword, combined with the swordsmanship he just cultivated, and even his own five-color mysterious light, and the undead Pluto in his body, Li Yu is confident that even if he meets a second- and third-rank golden core monk, he will be able to beat him. A fight.

The Zihuang sword flew around a few times, and then, with Li Yu's thoughts, it turned into a ray of purple light, flew into Li Yu's dantian and disappeared.

Li Yu pondered.

Zihuang Sword has already been refined by him, so next, shouldn't it be sacrificed to Yizhuang and Snow Hell Knife?

"Huh? It's him? What is this guy looking for me for?"

At this time, Li Yu's heart moved, and when he looked up, his eyes seemed to penetrate the obstruction of the house, and he saw a ray of light dozens of miles away.

This escape light is a purple smoke.

It looks thin, but it is extremely tough, and the speed is extremely fast, and it is accompanied by a figure flying from a distance.

This purple smoke is no stranger to Li Yu, it is clearly the fat Taoist Yan Jie's defensive supernatural power Yuluo Jingyunyan!

Yan Jie soon came to the outside of the Yizhuang, and the light fell not far away. The first thing he saw was a big yellow dog squatting at the door of the Yizhuang, which was as big as a calf and had shiny fur.

"Hey, brother Li still has a dog monster!"

Yan Jie can grow a whole body of fat, and he is also a delicious person. Subconsciously, he looked at the bulging muscles and fat on the old yellow dog with the eyes of a glutton, his eyes lit up, and some saliva gradually secreted from his mouth. Gudong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but thought about it in his heart: "This dog is very fat, if it is made into a pot of dog meat in a crock pot, plus a little bit of Daoye's secret sauce, I don't know what it will be like. "

"Master Dao, I have eaten a lot of good things, but I have never tasted the crock pot dog meat made by a good dog demon. I don't know if Brother Li raises this dog to guard the house or for other purposes, um, Go back and ask him."

Although the old yellow dog has not yet transformed, his intelligence is not inferior to others, so he naturally sensed the fat Taoist priest's swallowing movements and salivating eyes.

Due to the master's order, it squatted at the door on the surface, doing its duty faithfully.

However, he secretly hated him, and glared at Yan Jie viciously for a few times, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, determined to find a chance to let this fat man taste what it was like to be bitten by a dog!
Damn it, I actually coveted Lao Tzu's body. I don't know how to live or die!

Yan Jie came to Yizhuang with a smile, and only then noticed the dark red and black red vines coiled around the surrounding wall.

These vines were densely packed and covered the walls. It seemed that for some reason the sense of existence was weak, so he didn't pay attention at first.

But when he approached, he looked at it a few times, and was suddenly taken aback!
These vines vary in thickness, the thickest ones are as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the thinnest ones are no bigger than a finger. They are covered with sharp leaves, and even sharp hollow thorns, shining with icy light.

Bright red plasma fruits grew on some vines, which looked very attractive.

As if aware of his aura, these vines shook slightly at this moment, making a strange rustling sound, and even dozens of vines began to poke towards him, like living creatures, creepy.

"Blood Demon Vine!"

Yan Jie was startled!
There was a dreadful purple on his face, and he subconsciously sacrificed his supernatural powers, and a layer of faint purple smoke suddenly filled his body, which seemed thin, but in fact was extremely tenacious.

"Damn it, brother Li's way is a bit wild! Even dare to grow and raise such a ghost thing."

Yan Jie's heart was pounding, he naturally recognized this ghost.

Blood Demon Vine, a relatively special spiritual root, often grows in deep mountains and dense forests with strong cloudy qi such as yin and devil qi. It likes to prey on living things and devour their essence and blood.

The plasma fruit produced is a relatively good spiritual fruit, which is of great benefit to many warriors.

If this kind of spiritual root is to grow as thick as the mouth of the bowl in front of you, how much blood does it have to irrigate?How many lives are devoured?
Didn't this brother Li bury people's corpses?

Why do you still keep this kind of thing?
Yan Jie's face was stiff, somewhat unsightly, and some bad associations formed in his mind.

crunch--

At this moment, the courtyard door opened suddenly, and Li Yu came out from it, and said with a smile:

"I wondered why there were magpies that kept barking this morning. It turned out that it was Brother Jie who came."

The moment Li Yu came out, the blood demon vines next to her, like a little girl who had seen a ghost, immediately retracted all the vines, not daring to move.

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Ma Dan, this Yizhuang is a bit evil!
Lord, have I come to the wrong place?
"Ha ha……"

Yan Jie felt uneasy in his heart, forced a smile, and changed his mind, he simply took out a small box from the storage bag, and said: "Brother, my sudden visit this time, brother, will inevitably be a bit abrupt, this small gift is not a respect. "

"Brother Jie is too polite, please!"

Li Yu was also polite, took the things directly, and invited Yan Jie into the yard sideways.

(End of this chapter)