Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu can be said to be facing four people alone, the three women of Wang Sui who are extremely talented and the Ghost King who is old but strong and extremely experienced.

The Ghost King's laughter certainly reveals a little worry, but he knows that this is just his deliberate trickery.

This person has a lot of experience in fighting and fighting for life and death, otherwise, it is impossible for him to have existed for tens of thousands of years without being seen through.

He is just paralyzing himself, mistakenly making himself think that he has a sure win, so that he has a arrogant heart, which is really insidious and vicious.

You should know that there are too many people in the world of immortal cultivation who are like him or better than him in all aspects. The Ghost King can not only kill and take over under their noses, but also has not caused any disturbances, which shows that his strength and scheming are superior to others.

With such an opponent, no matter how careful you are, it is not too much.

What he is worried about now is Xiang Feng and the other two. It has been nearly four hours since they were led to the black channel. They are all outstanding people with high talents. Since they have discovered the Ghost King's scam, why haven't they returned yet?

Is he bound by something and can't get out?

"Come on."

Wang Lu shouted coldly, and the strange yellow cloud of talismans came to his head and instantly put on a golden armor for him.

He had already used his strongest strength at the moment, intending to take advantage of the fact that Donghua Li had lost all his magic power and Donghua Liu could not split himself to get the treasure, to make a final effort in one fell swoop, to wipe out the ghost king in one fell swoop, to avenge the countless monks who died in his hands, to let their souls rest in peace, and to send them into the real reincarnation.

If there is reincarnation, I hope you will enter the reincarnation, be reborn as a human, practice again, and pursue the immortal path again.

Wang Lu hoped devoutly.

At the same time, he was indeed a little anxious. No matter how he called, the Six-Star Arched Moon Blade did not respond at all. He was afraid that once it was transmitted away from the pagoda, the Seven Blades would be left forever.

From then on, heaven and man were separated forever, and people and treasures were separated.

He had to defeat the Ghost King as soon as possible and take the treasure. Even if he could not gain control of the pagoda, as the owner of the Overlord Treasure, he should be able to be teleported out and collect his life treasure.

The Ghost King saw Wang Lu's resolute expression, and his body exuded a resolute will to die if he failed. He understood that this battle was inevitable and he could neither avoid nor escape.

Originally, he wanted to buy Dong Hualiu a little more time, but it seemed that the other party had seen his weakness at this time.

Since you want to fight me to the death while the two women are unable to spare their hands, the idea of ​​taking advantage of someone's illness to kill him is good, but you are too fanciful.

Before, he had seen Wang Lu's extremely strong strength, and now that he has both magic and martial arts, he must be even more powerful.

"Huh."

The Ghost King only felt a gust of breeze suddenly rise, and saw a thick black fist as black as ink in his eyes. Wherever it passed, a black groove in space seemed to be frozen, which shows the grandeur and heaviness of this fist.

"Come on."

Before the word "good" fell, "bang", a ball of green light exploded, and the ghost king's afterimage was blown up by him.

Wang Lu retracted his fist, stepped on the void, and his figure blurred, as if flashing, and stepped in front of the ghost king three hundred feet away, and punched again.

"Boom."

This time, the ghost king did not dodge again, because his speed was not a little slower than Wang Lu.

He had experienced Wang Lu's amazing speed that was close to teleportation, and what shocked him was that now it was nearly 10% faster.

You have to understand that at their level of cultivation, even an inch more speed is two completely different concepts.

The so-called one inch shorter is an inch more dangerous, but when it comes to speed, it is an inch longer, thousands of miles higher.

In doubt, the ghost king was so smart. He suddenly realized that it was the blessing of the cloud magic power vision that gave him the power, and even his strength rose with it. This kind of vision that comprehensively improved all aspects, he had never heard of it in tens of thousands of years, let alone seen it. It was worthy of being the pinnacle of the mysterious vision.

Wang Lu's punch seemed to hit a ball of thick cotton. It turned out that the ghost king saw that there was no place to hide, so he directly released a defensive treasure.

Green light poured out in layers, guarding him as stable as Mount Tai.

If it doesn't work once, then do it many times. Just like the collapsing space abyss, you still have a limit.

With his mind turning quickly, Wang Lu blasted out more than a hundred heavy punches in a snap of his fingers.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The punches were like dragons out of the sea, each punch weighed more than a thousand pounds, and the green light bloomed like fireworks, and it was in danger for a while.

The ghost king in the green light looked very unhappy. He had never expected that after the blessing of the cloud vision, Wang Lu had become an absolute strong man comparable to the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit. The improvement was too abrupt.

He poured mana into the treasure frantically. It was not that his mana was not enough, but that this "Heaven Cotton Yarn" from Wang Sui, which was known as the top five defensive treasures of the Donghua family, had already appeared dozens of fine cracks.

At most five breaths, it would be torn into pieces and beaten into nothingness.

You can't just defend blindly, because you can't defend.

But with the swordsmanship of the three women, even the "space abyss" was broken. Even if it was used, it would not only be useless for killing the enemy, but would be beaten to pieces, wasting mana. It seems that he can only use his ghost way.

There is a saying in the world of cultivation that the ghost way Yuanying can be killed by heaven.

As he who cultivated the ghost way to the great perfection of the transformation of the spirit, if it were not for that mysterious strong man, who could break him and who could kill him.

The ghost king clasped his hands together, his expression solemn. The possessed Wang Sui's facial features twisted, and her eyes wept blood, her ears bled, the corners of her mouth dripped blood, and her white teeth became gray and sharp. Her jade-like face was replaced by a female ghost, her face was pale and dull, and her hair was full of messy gray hair.

Under Wang Lu's floating gaze, Wang Sui used a blood-red onion finger to smooth away the messy hair on her forehead, and his horrified look was reflected in his blood-red eyes.

The Ghost King wanted this very short moment. Wang Sui kept chanting:

"The bound body of the ghost way."

"The forbidden soul of the ghost way."

"The Yin fire of the ghost way."

"The cliff of the ghost way."

When Wang Lu was shocked, he suddenly felt that his body in the void suddenly became two thousand times heavier. It was not heavy, but it was as if countless invisible hands were holding his body tightly at the same time.

Just when he wanted to break it, the sky soul at the center of his forehead suddenly tightened, as if it was pinched by some strange invisible thing, which greatly reduced his spiritual perception, and his magic power and strength suddenly stopped.

Wang Lu knew that something was wrong and struggled hard, but in a flash, the temperature within ten feet around him suddenly rose, and the temperature soared rapidly. A burning pain spread in his body, rapidly burning the faint black light circulating around him into a dark and shiny black. At the same time, the golden armor transformed by Fu Yun emitted a dazzling golden light under the calcination.

It was so fast that it was hard to keep up. Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed.

Under the howling wind, his mind suddenly shook. He was standing on the edge of a dangerous cliff. Below was the endless darkness as deep as hell.

Incredibly, he could not help but walk forward step by step.

He wanted to struggle but couldn't struggle, wanted to shout but couldn't shout, and just walked straight out of the cliff.

The whole person was like a flying meteor, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!"

While falling rapidly, Wang Lu finally let out a terrifying and earth-shaking cry.