Above the Immortal Cultivation

Facing the shocking blow that was about to come, Zeng Yan was filled with fear. After so many years of great storms, he was not someone who could easily accept his fate.

"Knife mountain to calm the body!"

With all his strength, Zeng Yan shouted wildly.

The blood knife appeared above the head out of nowhere, and a piece of blood was shed. Suddenly, a miniature hill as steady as a knife was transformed from head to toe in the lightning flash of golden light.

"boom!"

Blood light and golden light suddenly collided together, triggering a huge mushroom-like colorful cloud generated by gold and red light that instantly lit up the entire sky, creating an extraordinary spectacle.

At the same time, an extremely high temperature swept across in all directions along with violent energy.

For a moment, the ground shook, the mountains shook, and trees and rocks flew.

After a few breaths, the entire chaotic world returned to calm under the large formation of the island.

"Good guy!"

Wang Lu looked intently, and saw a bloody human cocoon crumbling like a candle in the wind at the center of the explosion, but there was still a hint of red intertwined around it.

He knew very well that the stick just now was struck with the complete blessing of the orange talisman cloud. It could be said to be an earth-shattering stick with a power of hundreds of kilos.

Even if the shopkeeper is caught off guard, he can still take it. The defense is so strong that it can be said to be impregnable.

"Click, click, click, click!"

Cracks broke into small pieces like spider webs on the blood cocoon, split in two, and split open from the middle.

Zeng Yan, whose long hair was messy and his face was covered in blood, looked at Wang Lu with piercing eyes.

"Hey," he casually wiped away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and sighed, "fellow Taoist, it's really a good trick. It turns out that when my blood knife first appeared, you used an extremely rare substitute to hide the truth. If it weren't for My stealth skills are so good that I might have been killed by you in secret a long time ago. No wonder, when I triggered the Blood Moon Burning Sky, I didn’t see that golden light. That stick should have been blessed by you. It’s exactly the same as you." "thing" to protect it."

"Ahem, cough, cough."

Zeng Yan coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of mixed blood, and continued: "I often walk by the river, and my shoes don't get wet. I have also seen your amazing magical powers. To be honest, you didn't kill me even if you did this. If you can’t say it, just be prepared to die.”

When Wang Lu heard this, he did not refute him, but just nodded seriously.

He understood that he would face the shopkeeper's violent attack next, and from this he could learn about this person's true strength.

Moreover, it is a terrifying strength beyond imagination.

However, Wang Lu was extremely surprised. The shopkeeper's next words made him murderous!

"Haha, I guessed it right. Your name is not Su Quan at all. The trick you used just now is the talisman you drew yourself, the unique "shadow talisman". You are the talisman demon from the Dream Sect of the West Desert, Wang Lu. However, It makes me feel very strange. The "shadow talisman" does not have the ability to withstand super heavy pressure, and it will never be so lifelike. It should be a trump card specially prepared for yourself after your talisman-making skills have improved again. ?”

Zeng Yan narrowed his sharp eyes and looked resolutely at the indifferent Wang Lu.

"Yes, the shopkeeper has a keen eye. It is true that the "Shadow Talisman" helped me escape. However, I am the real Su Quan, not the king you say. To be honest, I also want to pay a visit to this person. You, the hero who made the world of immortality soaring, are hundreds of millions of miles away, too far away to reach."

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, refusing to give in to each other.

Wang Lu denied it at once.

No matter what the outcome of this battle is, you cannot reveal your identity.

If Mi Tianhua and Chen Xuemen were to learn of his whereabouts, with their power in Northern Xinjiang for so many years, they would be able to find him easily and by following the clues.

After leaving the secret realm, he still had important things to deal with. This was his knot and obsession.

Therefore, the shopkeeper must die, even if there are suspicions and speculations about him.

Just in case, I have to send him to hell with my own hands.

snort!

Okay, if there is a way to heaven, you don’t take it; if there is no door to hell, you just break in.

"Come on, shopkeeper!"

While Wang Lu was calm and collected, an orange talisman cloud appeared in a flash, like a fish floating in the sky above his head.

"Do you have a vision? Who doesn't? Come out here, Bloody Knife!"

The shopkeeper spoke plausibly and typed out a magic formula.

"call!"

The sky behind him was instantly filled with blood clouds and a fishy wind billowed.

The wind follows the dragon and the clouds follow the tiger.

"Click, click!"

A streak of bloody lightning flashed through the clouds, and a streak of bloody thunder exploded.

The wind blows away and the clouds disperse.

"brush!"

An earth-red thick-backed sword three feet long and three inches wide came to hand in a flash.

"boom!"

The moment Zeng Yan held the thick-backed sword in his hand, his cultivation level did not increase at all, but his aura surged like crazy, and he entered the early stage of Nascent Soul in an instant.

Wang Lu felt a chill in his heart.

Even though his spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a strong person in the early stage of Nascent Soul, and his eyesight is particularly sharp, he still can't tell whether such a thick-backed sword is the result of his vision, or whether it is the original magic weapon of his body.

If the two were combined into one, this sword with spiritual power as straight as "straight smoke in the desert" would be too terrifying.

When Wang Lu thought that the shopkeeper was about to attack him, the shopkeeper looked deeply at the thick-backed knife in his hand and said something that shocked Wang Lu:

"The knife is unconventional, so whether it is an ancient divine weapon or an ordinary long knife, when it is fixed and formed, it must have the evil nature of the knife. So, you can also call the knife in my hand "evil knife" or "blood knife". It is born for evil and grows by sucking blood."

Then: "Wherever the blade goes, it will be invincible!"

This sentence aroused thousands of waves, making Wang Lu's eyes locked.

"Okay, that's it, my opponent, let my blood knife drink your blood and evolve again."

"Blood knife without trace!"

Zeng Yan's eyes burst out, just like the blood knife in his hand, with only this knife, breaking through the air.

"Buzz!"

When the knife was swung, the air screamed suddenly, and between the flashes of blood, an invisible and traceless knife mark suddenly appeared in front of Wang Lu.

Fast, almost to the top.

Just when the air exploded, a line of knife marks came.

The way is complicated, simplicity is the best.