Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 513 Today is your death day next year

  Dragon veins are the foundation of a country's luck.

  When the dragon veins die, the fate of the country perishes.

   was supposed to be the fatal place of Xuanlong, but because of the will of the people, it has prevented the demon clan from going south for thousands of years, and the demon kings of all dynasties are helpless.

  Lu Li was very attentive to subverting Xuanlong, and painstakingly searched for a way to crack the golden dragon of luck. He found a new way and used dragons to overcome dragons, and collected ten skulls of Emperor Xuanlong.

   Xuanlong killed more than two emperors on the front line, or even more, because the emperor was a part-timer behind the grand marshal and could not get off the line with minor injuries. The more grand marshals died in battle, the more emperors died in battle.

  Lu Li tried to piece things together, and sometimes went off to grab the head in person. He barely collected ten emperor beads, and vowed to Liu Di that this treasure could break the dragon veins of Xuanlong.

The truth of    is indeed the same. The emperor is also a part of the national fortune. Xuanlong’s per capita white hair is controlled.

  Long Kelong, no problem.

   But there is a sentence that Lu Li did not say, the Ten Emperor Wheels made with reference to the concept of "Dragon and Dragon" have some flaws, and it is not a perfect magic weapon.

  The ten emperor beads were precipitated by the years, and the newcomers inherited the national fortune and lost a lot of their own luck. Lu Li added 26 general beads as auxiliary, a total of 36 Zhao family heads, and the number of Tiangangs was collected.

   Before Wufeng City was broken, guard Zhao Fangjin, the father of Zhao Wuyou, his head became part of the wheel of ten emperors.

Although Jiang Zhu's surname is Zhao, he is not an emperor, because Xuanlong has only Zhao's generals, and does not have the national conditions of Zhao's royal family. As a supplement, it cannot strengthen the power of the Ten Emperor Wheels.

   This is the flaw of the Ten Emperor Wheels.

   If there are flaws, there will be flaws. No one in the world of immortals has any flaws. The monks are like this, and so are the magic weapons. Lu Li doesn't care.

  Ten emperor beads are on the top, twenty-six general beads are on the bottom, a hazy phantom appears, thirty-six golden stars illuminate the sky, and they are connected with the aura of the golden dragon of luck below Gushan City.

  The earth undulates and shattered like water. In Lu Li's wild laughter, the entire Gushan City was shaking violently.

   In the dark, there seems to be a golden dragon silent, and the city wall of Gushan, which has not fallen for thousands of years, collapsed in an instant, and the monks were horrified and fell to the ruins with pale faces.

   For a while, there were mourning voices, and an emotion called despair quickly spread out.

   In the crowd, there were also those who wept silently, such as Zhao Wuyou, who bit his lip and looked at the thirty-six phantoms. Among them, he saw his father.

   Soon, she woke up to what the Ten Emperor Wheel was.

   is not a thing.

   Zhao Wuyou could see that the well-informed Demon Tuyuan was no exception. His eyes narrowed, the murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed, his eyes locked on Lu Li, and words were in his mouth.

   "Small tricks of carving insects, dare to show ugliness in front of this king."

  Lu Li let out a cold snort, and the monstrous demonic energy spread out, interrupting Tu Yuan's spellcasting, then raised his hand, tore a black crack between the heaven and the earth, and ordered the four demon generals to lead tens of thousands of demon soldiers to slaughter the city.

   First break Gushan, and then break Wufeng, he wants to level the nails that Xuanlong nailed to the north one by one.

   A group of demons crossed the border, black tide lines swept the earth, black demon clouds filled the sky, but Gushan City was no longer a moat to speak of.

Tu Yuan watched this scene in despair. Most of the defenders in the city left in response to help. There were not one out of ten monks. The Golden Dragon of Fortune was silent. , can stop the four demon generals, but can't stop the demon king.

  Lone Mountain Castle…

   can't hold it anymore.

  Boom——

  The black thunder pierced through the sky, smashing the demon clouds in the sky, the black jade unicorn roared in the sky, and the air column penetrated the sky and the earth, breaking the dark sky in an instant.

   "Iron Kirin..."

   "Your Majesty didn't leave?!"

  Tu Yuan raised his head in surprise, seeing the shadow of the ink unicorn dissipate, revealing the figures of Zhao Fangce and the two imperial guards, 31 and 36, and his heart burst into ecstasy.

   She knew that it was not reliable for this person to be a part-time emperor, and his job as Grand Marshal was still good, and his vision was as much as one-third of hers.

   "It's Your Majesty."

   "Your Majesty is in Gushan City!"

   All the monks jumped up in ecstasy.

Tu Yuan clasped his hands in front of his chest, and the five great demon flags rose from the ground, blue, red, white, black, and yellow Chengtian were grounded, each side was a thousand feet high, painted with chaotic shadows that could not be observed, bathed in five-color brilliance. , another city wall to block the demon clan from going south.

   Unable to rely on the power of the golden dragon of luck, Tu Yuan relied on his own mana to control the magic weapon.

  It's nothing to change as usual, mainly because the two days ago, the worship of Lu Bei was not enough, and now the body is still weak, and the means of the heyday have not been restored.

   She gritted her teeth, slapped Zhao Wuyou's shoulder with a slap, extracted 30% of the mana, held a two-world bottle in her hand and recited words, and once again controlled a demon general.

   Qiu Yin.

   The demonic thoughts entered his body, and his mind was greatly lost. The demon general Qiu Yin was reduced to Tu Yuan's marionette. His eyes were red and his six relatives did not recognize him, so he turned and rushed into the queue of demon soldiers.

Wherever    passed, the stumps were everywhere, and the blood flowed into rivers.

  Tu Yuan was still dissatisfied, clasped his fists with five fingers, and blasted a large seal towards the air.

   "The Great Demon Seal of the Five Emperors!"

   In mid-air, the vitality of heaven and earth fluctuated in disorder, and the five elements were suddenly chaotic. The demon general was trapped in the materialized space, pressed into mud by black fist marks, and fell in the air screaming.

  Tu Yuan took one step forward and arrived in front of Jiren. He moved the thin black line with his ten fingers to cut the soul of Jiren's body.

As a magic cultivator, Tu Yuan's melee ability is very average. Like Ji Chen who plays in the mirror, she can't get up after a punch from Lu Bei for a long time. Against the tyrannical demon clan, dragging one is her limit. .

   Then, she saw sadly that the demon general Wu Ou rushed towards her with a grinning smile. Looking around, she was stunned that there was no reliable teammate.

   If you can't stand it, you have to stand it, otherwise Zhao Fangce will only have an empty city after winning.

  Tu Yuan swallowed a pitch-black magic pill, his beautiful face drew several red lines, and performed an orthodox magic technique similar to the Dafa of the disintegration of demons. His eyes were pitch-black and he was fighting with two demons.

   One drag three, resisting the three-headed demon generals, and the remaining Kuiling can't help, and can only rely on the cultivators in the city to fight.

  Kuiling has the strength of the Great Perfection level in the integration period, and the body is extremely tyrannical. Although the defenders have the tyrannical defense of the blood gas armor, it is difficult to block his punch and kick.

   Even if Zhan Lexian, Zhan Hongqu, and Zhao Wuyou were besieged, they still had the upper hand.

   If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. Even because the two women are holding back, the elders are still a bit limited. Originally, their skills are not as good as Kuiling, and now they are even worse.

   At the corner of the wall, Xiao Fengxian sticks out his head and carefully broadcasts the thrilling melee. He is very self-aware.

   Zhao Fangce stood high in the sky, ignoring the fierce battle below, only Lu Li in his eyes.

  The two loyal and loyal imperial guards 31 and 36 followed closely behind His Majesty, with no intention of helping Tu Yuan.

   "It turned out to be the child of the Zhao family, Haojun's scar, haven't you taken care of it yet?"

  Lu Li smiled and looked at Zhao Fangce, raised his arm and pointed at thirty-six phantoms: "Zhao's unfilial son, your ancestors are in front of you, so you don't have to kneel down and kowtow."

   "Driven by the demon clan, trapped in Xuanlong between life and death, there is no such ancestor in the Zhao family."

   Zhao Fangce talked about filial piety and was unmoved by Lu Li's deceptive words. The iron unicorn black ink dyed half the sky black, and with a long sword with a golden light in his hand, he strode towards Lu Li.

   Demon Slayer Sword!

This item is the divine sword passed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family in Xuanlong. The Zhao family and the demon clan never die, and they hate it deeply. The inheritance of heaven and earth is all carved out of the same mold, so the demon sword is not the only one. During the robbery period, almost everyone in the Zhao family had a handle.

  Zhao Fangce is no exception, holding a sword and slashing sharp edges, specializing in overcoming the tyrannical body of the demon clan, his lethality against people is average, and his lethality against monsters is beyond the table.

   "You took the initiative to come to the door, which also saved this king from looking around."

  Lu Li waved his hand and took out the Fang Tianhua halberd, used tyrannical force to hold the Demon Slaying Sword, and with the other hand he reached out and rushed towards Zhao Fangce's door.

  The wheel of the ten emperors is flawed. If Zhao Fangce is killed, its power will be greatly increased.

   The two divine soldiers collided, and the heaven and the earth lost their voices in an instant.

   Immediately, billowing rippling rippling waves, centered on the Demon Slaying Sword and Fang Tianhua Halberd, swept and spread, washing away all directions.

   Over the entire Gushan City, the gold and black colors are distinct, and they cannot stand each other.

  The terrifying energy fluctuations oppressed the surrounding area, blasting countless huge cracks, causing landslides and ground fissures, and the vibrations continued.

The unfortunate Tu Yuan was both a father and a mother, the five great demon flags blocked tens of thousands of demon soldiers, and the two world bottles controlled Qiu Yin to slaughter demons everywhere, and fought against Jiren and Wu Ou in melee combat with the body of Faxiu, and received a salary. After all the work of the three murderers, he was exhausted like a dead dog.

  That's it, we have to bear the aftermath of the fighting between Lu Li and Zhao Fangce, lest the people in the rear be hurt by the aftermath.

  锵! !

The    edge crossed, and the thunder flashed.

Lu Li looked at Zhao Fangce in surprise, tsk tsk admiringly said: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you are good at martial arts, and you have cultivated your indestructible martial arts body to such a state. Let this king guess, you are full of anger, your primordial spirit is ill, and you are still alive. How many years of life can you live, fifty years... or thirty years?"

   "Hahaha, I don't need to guess, today next year will be your death day."

   Zhao Fangce's complexion does not change. Fifty years is the best, even thirty years. If the body dies, it will die. As long as the martial spirit is not destroyed, the demon clan will never want to cross the northern front.

   His heart moved, and the energy of the heavens and the earth surged up around him, golden rays of light pierced through his body, intertwined with raging flames.

   A tall golden phantom incarnates his body, holding a golden long sword, his facial contours are illusory and invisible, but his aura is very similar to Zhao Fangce.

  Suddenly, two figures appeared again, three imaginary and one real, four demon-slaying swords, standing horizontally in the sky, each with a majesty of a king who looked down on the world.

  The Zhao family never destroys the martial spirit, which is passed down from generation to generation.

  Three martial spirits entered the body, the demon-slaying sword was golden light, Zhao Fangce's momentum rose steadily, and he came to a height that made Lu Li feel threatened.

   "Next year today, you and the lonely..."

   "Tong taboo!"

   (end of this chapter)