Above the Immortal Cultivation

The giant stood still with his arms folded and a peaceful face, looking at the room that was shaking more and more violently.

Yes, he was stuck at the level of one step above the transformation of the spirit by the laws of heaven and earth here.

What made him helpless was that this was the magic of every abandoned place. If he wanted to break this iron rule, he had to cultivate himself first.

His body was a mutant spider, not one of the so-called ten strange insects or beasts. He just had a slightly better talent and lived long enough.

In fact, he really wanted to kill Wang Lu. Once he died, his life beast, the magical purple-gray butterfly soul, would inevitably suffer a heavy blow. If he saved it and cultivated it carefully, it might grow into an existence comparable to the ten strange insects in the future, making an important contribution to the revenge and rise of Wancaoju.

The idea was good, but Wang Lu was not an ordinary person.

From his perspective of billions of years, it is difficult for anyone to reach his level at this stage of the middle stage of the transformation of spirit, even few people in the Dingtian Continent at that time could reach his level.

Perhaps, the person in the room can compare with him, or perhaps, the woman in the flower skirt.

This person's attack is domineering and sharp. If it weren't for the fact that his spider body had already reached the third level of strength, the strange golden stick alone could have beaten him to ashes, not to mention the instant arrival of the extremely magical power that still makes him a little scared.

That magical power also made him very jealous. He wanted to make another move and send Wang Lu to the west.

The golden stick of the exotic treasure, the transcendent magical power, the magical purple-gray butterfly, just missed you like this, how unwilling.

Unfortunately, under the restrictions of this world, the spider's space ability can only be used three times. I thought that this last time would be a sure kill, but Wang Lu unexpectedly dodged it. Not only that, but he also did the opposite and gave him a series of critical strikes that made him breathless.

In his opinion, this is completely impossible.

Could it be that the nameless blue ice as big as a knuckle gave him such an extraordinary transformation.

The giant remained silent. Things have come to this point, so he had to give up.

But he had to admire Peng Yong's vision in choosing people. The young woman in the flower skirt was so powerful, and this man was even more fierce.

Hehe, I never thought that I didn't calculate others, but instead took advantage of the supreme fortune given to you by the sect, and made wedding clothes for others.

Peng Yong, Peng Yong, your original name is Peng Yong, and you found another Peng Yong. I don't know if it is God's will or your intention.

The giant admired Wang Lu's behavior very much. This guy seemed to have figured out his thoughts and practiced without any defense. He was indeed a meticulous and decisive person.

Indeed, looking at the Dingtian Continent and the surrounding thousands of worlds at that time, where could there be such a place for practice with such rich spiritual energy?

In addition, the spiritual energy had been deposited for billions of years that even he had no specific concept of. At this time, the spiritual energy had already had a magical power of spiritual communication.

Practicing here is tantamount to another great fortune.

One day of practice is equivalent to a year or two in the outside world.

However, the more you get, the closer your connection with my Wancaoju will be.

No one knows what the blue ice is. It is said that it came from nowhere. Even the owner of the house did not dare to approach it within three feet, but it was taken away by you in an extremely evil way.

Even if it is not my Wancaoju's thing, we have guarded it for you for so long. Just this treasure has made you have an inseparable connection with our sect.

Not to mention the various gains you have made since entering Wancaoju.

Hehe, the more the better.

If someone like you is forced to stay in Wancaoju, how can you be willing?

What you pursue is to move forward step by step from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, from all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues, from countless life and death trials... firmly and steadily. This is the path of practice you want to pursue.

Unless you die halfway, unless you can't break the shackles of this world, no matter when, that ray of fate will always bring you to Wancaoju to help us.

Lord, with your earth-shaking strength, it is extremely difficult to kill you.

You shouldn't have died. You died alone in order to leave a spark of victory for Wancaoju.

Now, we have woken up and found several destined people for Wancaoju. I believe you can rest in peace in your grave. Please protect us from your spirit in heaven and help us kill our enemies, seek justice and revenge for thousands of fellow disciples.

Although I know that hatred will make people desperate, crazy, obsessed and misguided, but hatred is hatred, even though things have changed, even though the enemies of the past have disappeared, even though their descendants and their inheritors have nothing to do with us, but what can we do? If you destroy Wancaoju and slaughter the disciples of Wancaoju, you must be prepared to be killed by us who have returned as the king.

Without hatred, where is the persistence?

Without hatred, where is the forbearance?

Without hatred, where is the deep love?

The giant is strong and tender.

He is tender and has a clear distinction between love and hate.

He doesn't care about the future, but only the past.

Boy, I hope you treat butterflies well and live long enough. If you are not strong enough and are killed, I will definitely come back and grind you to dust.

Although your cultivation is low, I will still let you go.

Practice hard and take care of yourself.

Two months and twenty-eight days passed in a flash, and there was only one day left for Wancaoju to escape to the world.

Wang Lu woke up from practicing. He felt a slight sensation and was overjoyed from the sky.

Good guy, I actually made a huge stride from the middle stage of the middle stage of God Transformation to the late stage of the middle stage of God Transformation, which is only a thin line away from the late stage of God Transformation.

He estimated that these two months and twenty-eight days of practice were worth at least seven hundred years of hard work.

If he was given another month, he would definitely be able to enter the late stage of divine transformation.

At the moment, his mana has doubled, and his spiritual consciousness is more condensed.

If he is given another three to five years, hehe, he will find and penetrate the thousand and second hidden orifices, and his strength will be greatly improved.

Ha, he can only imagine that escaping alive is the top priority.

There had been no sound in the room for a long time, and the giant man didn't know when he left.

"brush."

The token popped up and Wang Lu sensed that he could be sent away at any time if he wanted to.

Now it seems that the probability of Peng Yong alive is almost zero.

He actually really wanted to see who defeated him. I don't know if that person was stingy or accepting the huge benefits left by Peng Yong. In short, there was no chance.

This is indeed a small regret.

"Pfft."

Caught off guard, Zi Jiu opened the spirit beast bag and shuttled around at an incredible speed. In a blink of an eye, the five-story palace was filled with purple and gray lights it passed through.

"squeak."

Zi Jiu lay on his shoulder unhappily. Wang Lu smiled but didn't say anything in the end.

The angry little ancestor was carefully put into the new spirit beast bag, a spell was played, and a piece of yellow light exploded on him, and he disappeared in an instant.

"well."

The giant man who was hiding in the void appeared, his eyes full of unwillingness.

At the last moment, after much thought, he originally did not intend to let Wang Lu leave, but wanted to kill him. Everything was ready, but to his surprise, Butterfly ran out.

Seeing the butterfly searching for him to no avail, his heart softened. Forget it, getting rid of Wang Lu will also hurt you.

He could only sigh, fate is playing tricks on people!

Wuyao mercilessly killed not only Wancaoju Peng Yong's three souls and seven souls, but he also didn't let go of Peng Yong's real body.

Kill both of them completely, leaving no trace of them alive.

Cut the grass without leaving roots, but it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

Wang Lu thought wrong about whether to kill or keep Peng Yong.

For the upper realm and cultivation, Wuyao doesn't need anyone at all.

People are unpredictable, and no one can be relied upon. You are the most reliable.

He will never leave a person with whom he is fighting life and death beside him, even if the person is extremely weak and only has a trace of his soul left. He will not show any so-called kindness for no reason. It is all about feeding a tiger into trouble. .

No one can tell the fate clearly. Maybe one day great fortune will come?

In order to prevent this extremely rare event from happening, there is only one word to do without stopping: kill.

Only in this way can everything go well and sit back and relax.

Of all the people who came, except him, no one managed to possess twelve tokens.

When he fused the tokens, in an instant, he was not only recognized by Wancaoju, but at the same time, as he thought, he replaced everything about Peng Yong. Although his cultivation was poor and his strength was weak, he was able to compete with the giant man and that man. Sit on equal footing.

"You're out."

The giant man looked at Wuyao, who had an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, walked out of the room and said.

"Yes, I have met senior."

Wuyao is full of respect.

"Um."

The giant man nodded seriously, accepting this stunning fellow disciple.