Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

"Family cultivating immortals, my mobile phone has passed through (

Heaven and earth are silent, it seems that there is only one person's stage.

This is the stage that belongs to Lu Xuanji.

Lu Xuanji stood there, wanting to say something pompous and forceful.

But the body trembled, the internal injury was a little serious, and he stopped abruptly.

Under the forcible outbreak of the ant emperor's divine form, although the fighting power is strong, he is also severely injured.

His face was pale and without a trace of blood, he sat on the ring and began to cultivate.

The mana of creation is running, repairing the injuries of the flesh, and the injuries are healing quickly.

After about a quarter of an hour, Lu Xuanji stood up and shouted, "Who dares to fight me?"

Those emperors who looked at the demon clan were even more provocative in their eyes.

The Jinwu Patriarch said angrily, "This junior is too deceiving!"

The Kunpeng Patriarch also said: "That's right, the juniors are too bullying, they should be killed!"

Jinwu Patriarch said; "It's better to let the Kunpeng Holy Son go up and destroy this junior..."

Kunpeng Patriarch: "..."

Let my son go to the top bag and dream!

The golden crow saint child is almost the ceiling of the demon clan's golden core.

The odds of winning are great, and it is understandable to go to destroy the enemy; but the odds of winning are slim, but it is a bit silly to give away.

Not only the Kunpeng patriarch, but the other patriarchs were also silent.

"The human race is a bit strong, why don't we admit defeat!" Jinwu Patriarch said, as if he was about to lie flat: "Fellow Daoists, continue to fight against the arrogance of the human race. Mystery!"

"Why let it go!" said the golden eagle patriarch: "You can admit defeat directly, why do you say it so euphemistically!"

Jinwu Patriarch said: "Admit defeat! If you don't admit defeat, you can only fight on. Fellow Daoists plan to send that genius to die!"

Kunpeng Patriarch said: "That's right, admit defeat for the time being! We'll just have to assassinate Lu Xuanji in the future. What about a genius, a genius who falls halfway is nothing!"

Hearing this, the Xuanwu Patriarch sneered: "Assassination, if we can't beat others, we can use assassination, which will be a shame. Afterwards, Lu Xuanji must be careful, and he will not be dispatched easily if he does not enter the Nascent Soul. How difficult is it to assassinate him?"

The patriarch of the swallowing python clan said: "Daoist friends, could it be that you have forgotten that senior!"

"No, if there is an accident, senior, we will lose a lot!"

The Jinwu Patriarch took the lead in objecting.

"No!"

Kunpeng Patriarch has always been against the Jinwu Patriarch. As the saying goes, I oppose what you insist on, and I will insist on what you oppose, but at this moment, he nodded and said, "Senior can't take action."

"Yes, senior is the reincarnation of God Transformation."

The Xuanwu Patriarch said: "If the senior makes a move, he will definitely kill this human child, but if there is an accident, it will be a big loss!"

Many demon emperors spoke up one after another, opposing the senior's move.

But everyone looked at each other, but there was a tacit understanding.

At the same moment, a big demon disappeared and went to notify someone.

...

"Senior, we encountered a difficult human cultivator, senior can choose to refuse!"

At this moment, Yu Jian uploaded a message.

On the jade slip, pictures appeared, which was the scene of Lu Xuanji's fierce battle against the arrogance of the demon clan, especially the killing of the golden crow saint.

"interesting!"

Looking at the jade slip, the man in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "The arrogance of the human race is still powerful, urging the secret technique to burst out twelve times its power, and the ordinary Jindan demon is not its opponent at all. However, such an explosive secret technique comes at a price. It must be not small, and it may not be able to be used next time.”

"Furthermore, you can use the means to interrupt the eruption of its secret art and give a fatal blow!"

Just taking a general look, the man found some flaws in Lu Xuanji.

Discover the inadequacies of [Ant Emperor God Form].

Such an explosive secret technique is of course amazing in power and amazing in killing.

The corresponding shortcomings are also obvious.

That is, on the eve of the outbreak, it requires a certain period of power accumulation process. If you grasp the key point, it is easy to break the momentum and break such a secret technique.

"A mere junior, just kill the deity!"

The man in Tsing Yi smiled and spoke with a touch of contempt.

...

"interesting!"

Lu Xuanji frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

In the midst of anxiety, there is a touch of excitement.

"In the near future, I will encounter a powerful enemy, which may bring me a death crisis, but also bring me some great opportunities!" Lu Xuanji sensed slightly, sensed a hint of danger, and said There is a trace of perfection.

The essence of the world of immortal cultivation lies in struggle.

Under the guidance of the heavenly way, countless arrogances will gather together, fight together, compete for luck, and compete for qi.

The luck of the loser will flow into the winner. The more you fight, the more you fight, the more luck you will gather, and eventually you will become the son of luck in an era. It is hoped that you will become an immortal~www.readwn.com~ In the process of fighting, countless geniuses will fall. On the way, before reaching the limit of growth, it is heading for extinction.

Of course, some monks will say, I don't want to compete anymore, so I'll just stay at home, cultivate hard for a thousand years, cultivate to the moment when the world is invincible, and then conquer the world.

But in fact, it's not possible at all.

As the saying goes, when people sit at home, disasters come from heaven.

The more some people want to avoid, the more they can't avoid it. There are always various disasters that fall and make monks involved in doom and death.

At this time, Lu Xuanji felt that a great enemy was coming.

Although this is extremely dangerous, it is also a great opportunity.

...

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, Lu Xuanji thought about looking into the distance.

I saw a flash of white light, and a man in Tsing Yi was standing on the ring, his aura was like a mountain, exuding an ethereal aura, the breath was impermanent, invisible, strange and uncertain, looking at Lu Xuanji as if he was looking at his prey: "My name is Gu Chang. Wind. You and I fight for life and death. The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, the winner takes all, and the loser loses everything. Under my sword, there will never be any living!"

"me either!"

Lu Xuanji nodded and said, "Your Excellency is a little mysterious, and your aura is very ancient, even more mysterious than the Golden Crow Holy Son!"

Gu Changfeng said: "You guessed it right. I shouldn't have participated in this kind of battle. I have the name of bullying the small and some incompetent, but there is justice in this world. .I will not show mercy to you because you are young. Instead, I will do everything possible to kill you."

"Then let's do it!"

Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "Daoist friend wants to kill me, and I want to kill you too. It depends on whose sword is sharper!"

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