Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 117 The Kuroshio Eye Technique will be restored

Seeing Long Pei, the second uncle of the Luo family was relieved but his heart was in his throat again.

His judgment of the person in front of him came from Wu Meng. He had long known that he was unfathomable, but he couldn't tell what was so powerful about him.

It wasn't until they met at this time that I deeply felt the invisible oppression and intimidation brought by the other party from the perspective of an enemy.

"Twenty years of planning..."

The second uncle of the Luo family murmured to himself, and his two bloodshot eyes became even redder.

He raised his head and asked word by word: "Were you instigating the turmoil in the Luo family a few years ago?"

The outline of Long Pei's jaw raised a slight arc: "Provocation, this is such a simple word."

"I just threw an opportunity in front of the Luo family. Whether it falls apart or survives from a desperate situation is entirely up to you."

"Fart! What nonsense!"

The second uncle of the Luo family was furious: "The head of the family failed to build the foundation and turned into a half-human, half-demon monster. Is this what you call surviving a desperate situation?!"

"That's because he is too stupid, not to mention..."

Long Pei pointed at the second uncle of the Luo family and said: "Didn't you have an opportunity before? Who made your lineage accept the past and accept it, and you are just a bunch of cowards with vain ambitions and muddled soil?"

The second uncle of the Luo family was so bloated that his face turned red and his neck became thick, and he was speechless for a moment.

Long Pei waved his hand: "I know you are stalling for time. The reason why I answer these questions is to repay your kindness of leading the way."

The second uncle of the Luo family had anger on his face.

"The fact that you were able to remove the mark from your spiritual consciousness is beyond my expectations."

Long Pei cast his eyes on Luo Qingbao's mother.

"Wu Meng saw through the plan and hid the person quietly, and I missed the mark. Fortunately, you were not smart enough to lead me here all the way."

Hearing this, the second uncle of the Luo family felt a flush on his already depressed face.

His expression was angry and humiliating, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood.

"Sister-in-law, run quickly, I'll hold him back..."

The second uncle of the Luo family had a determined expression.

"Delay? You may have overestimated your strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Pei didn't see any movement, only his eyes became strange and deep.

The whites of his eyes turned black like black tide, and the strange pupils swirled into the eyes of a storm.

The other party's pupils seemed to have gravity, and the second uncle of the Luo family looked over subconsciously. In an instant, his consciousness was peeled out from the center of his eyebrows and thrown into the black vortex.

This is actually a rare spell that specifically targets divine consciousness!

Before it was touched, a strong sense of dizziness and fragmentation spread in the consciousness of the second uncle of the Luo family.

There is no doubt that once you are involved, your consciousness will be crushed to pieces in an instant!

The second uncle of the Luo family was unable to parry or resist. He only had hatred and unwillingness for humiliation.

He hasn't seen the continuation of the Luo family's bloodline yet, and hasn't been able to drag Luo Qingbao's mother to successfully escape...

I can't even utter a word of curse...

Maybe Long Pei was right.

He is a loser.

All emotions eventually turned into deep self-deprecation, as if a life was flashing before our eyes, with incompetence and patheticness as the final footnote.

Divine consciousness touches the black tide whirlpool.

The whole world gradually turned into darkness...

"Is this the pupil technique you used to test me back then?"

Vaguely, he seemed to hear an extremely familiar voice.

Before he could react, an inexplicable and huge spiritual consciousness crashed into the 'black tide'!

smash!

Yes, these were the words that first jumped into the mind of the second uncle of the Luo family.

Since the three spiritual consciousnesses were facing each other sincerely, his feelings became sensitive and clear.

Compared with itself, that spiritual consciousness is like a huge fist smashed from the sky, hitting the black tide with one punch!

For a time, huge waves surged into the sky, and everything turned upside down!

boom!

With unparalleled shock, he was knocked out of the edge of the storm.

The consciousness returns.

The second uncle of the Luo family took a sharp breath, choked for a moment, and then started breathing heavily like a man falling into the water. Even so, he couldn't forget what he saw in his mind. He looked up in a panic, and even with his eyes widened, he didn't notice it.

He saw Wu Meng standing in front of him at some point.

Opposite him, the dark tide in Long Pei's eyes dispersed, and four lines of blood slowly flowed out from the corners of two pairs of eyes.

saved! !

The second uncle of the Luo family's eyes turned red for a moment.

For the rest of my life, countless emotions and thoughts surged from my heart.

But he didn't think too much, grabbed the stunned sister-in-law, and ran away without looking back.

"I take back my previous words."

Long Pei reached out and tried to wipe away the blood and tears, but he spread them away, adding a sense of terror to his whole body.

"He's still very smart."

Wu Meng nodded in agreement: "Anyway, you have left an imprint on their consciousness. Now you don't mind telling me what you want to do with Luo Qingbao, right?"

"Wu Meng, you are the person I admire most here. It would be nice to chat with you a little more."

"here?"

Long Pei smiled and answered the question.

"You must know something about the name of the Tianzhan Sect, but I can tell you that being in this remote corner is like sitting in a well and looking at the sky. You will never understand its terrifying power as bright as the sun when it was in its heyday."

Wu Meng remained silent.

“The path of the Heart Sword is contrary to the path of cultivation.

Therefore, in the eyes of the Sanzhou Sect, the sword blank is just a guide in the sword market, and it is just an opportunity like scraps.

But few people know that there is a method of cultivating a sword, which can subdue those who practice the Heart Sword step by step. When they are successful in practice, they can separate the Heart Sword and use it to refine it into a powerful magic weapon that can kill everything! "

"Borrowing chickens to lay eggs?" Wu Meng said.

"Exact metaphor."

"Since this method exists, why are there no outside monks participating in the fight for the sword market every time it is opened?"

Long Pei pointed at himself: "No? It's just that there are no monks above the foundation."

He shook his head: "Enough talk, Wu Meng, you are a smart man and should know the meaning of my words, so now, I will only ask you once..."

"Will you surrender to me?"

Wu Meng smiled.

The next moment.

The two of them started moving at the same time!

After reciting the Shuo Yue hand technique, the technique was completed, and a complete three-flower puppet wood technique showed its traces.

At the same time, Wu Meng, who was standing there smiling, turned into an afterimage and disappeared, his fingertips flickering faintly, like a butterfly piercing a flower.

In just half a breath, another three-flowered puppet technique was added.

Wu Meng has tried this skill repeatedly.

Even when faced with late-stage Qi training monks, it is difficult to defend against them in a hurry.

However, Long Pei's eyes were slightly closed, as if he didn't see it at all.

There was a little "black water" precipitating between his eyebrows, chest and abdomen, both wrists, and both ankles, and a strong fishy smell spread out.

The black water gathered into a turbulent flow and swirled around his head.

For a time, the snow lotus and the shadow were quickly corroded and disappeared under the erosion of the turbulence.

After the two three-flower puppet wood techniques were broken, the turbulent flow once again decomposed into six drops of 'black water'.

It's just that this time the color is lighter and the fishy smell is less noticeable.

"This is the Nether Dragon Spiritual Water. A drop of it by ordinary monks will melt their bones and flesh."

As Long Pei spoke, the phantom of an ancient divine statue that looked like a human and an animal appeared faintly between his eyebrows.

"Try my eye skills again!"

(End of this chapter)