Mortal Cultivator

The little golden dragon took Wang Lu back to the underwater cave, but Shui Ling'er who followed him ran away. However, seeing that Wang Lu was fine, she flew back to the island with peace of mind.

Undersea cave.

Little Jinlong took out several jars of spiritual wine and placed them on the stone table.

The girl in black robe filled all three bowls.

"Brother Wang, congratulations on refining your natal magic weapon. Let's drink a few jars." Little Jinlong raised his bowl and said.

"Haha...drink!"

Wang Lu gently placed the stick on the ground. He found that his natal magic weapon could not be stored in the storage bag, but after some induction, there was still no problem in storing it in the storage bag.

The three of them sat at the table one bowl after another. Although the spirit wine brewed from the blood of the desolate beast was very powerful, Wang Lu was physically strong, not to mention the little Golden Dragon brother and sister. With dragon bodies, drinking this blood wine was like drinking white water.

"Brother Wang, let me toast you. Neither my brother nor I have names. You can just call me Xiaobai."

Little Jinlong's sister picked up the big bowl and wanted to honor Wang Lu. When Wang Lu saw this, he also picked up the bowl and returned the favor.

"You're welcome, your brother and I hit it off immediately, not to mention that he helped me save my life, so I still want to respect you two!"

Wang Lu drank a bowl, refilled himself with another and said.

"drink!"

The little golden dragon seemed to be speechless, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

After several jars of wine, Wang Lu felt that his cultivation was becoming more stable, so he drank more.

Seeing this, the little golden dragon took out a dozen more jars and said, "Brother Wang, I still have many here, so you can take them back. I heard that the mother-in-law on the island also drinks wine, so I sent a few jars to the seniors for me."

Little Jinlong took out a few more jars and put them aside.

Wang Lu put away all the wine jars with a wave of his hand without refusing.

Although the demon clan cannot make elixirs, they are quite good at brewing wine.

After three drinks, Wang Lu said goodbye and left.

Wang Lu was not in a hurry to return to the island, but stayed away from this area and flew thousands of miles before stopping.

Wang Lu was floating in the sky at the moment, holding a dark iron rod in his hand.

With a slight wave, a huge force was stirred towards the sea below, and a tsunami was instantly set off, surging towards the distance. The power of this wave was comparable to the full blow of the monk who transformed into a god.

Wang Lu, however, was not happy, because this was a sign that he had not yet mastered the magic weapon. It was not under his control at all, and he could unleash endless power with just a single wave.

The sea area stopped under this wave for a long time.

Looking at the gray-black black iron rod in his hand, Wang Lu was a little confused. What name should he give it?

Even if it is completely refined by him now, the stick in his hand is still extremely heavy. If he doesn't swing it with all his strength, he can only hit 10 sticks before exhausting himself.

"The cultivation level is still too low."

Wang Lu sighed secretly. If others found out, they would probably scold him for being shameless.

The speed at which he improved his cultivation was as simple as eating and drinking. Compared to ordinary monks, his combat power was also terrifyingly high, and he was also covered in treasures.

Wang Lu was thinking about what to name the treasure, and without stopping, he took out a pill that restored mana and swallowed it.

The mana he had just consumed slowly recovered, and Wang Lu also came up with a name.

Looking at the black iron rod in his hand, Wang Lu murmured to himself: "You are so powerful, I have to give you a more domineering name."

"Hmm...what should I call it?"

The name Wang Lu just thought of was rejected by himself again. If you want to be more domineering, what should you call it, Kaitian Stick? No, no, no, it seems that there is already a chaos treasure called Sky Axe, and you definitely don’t want to conflict with its name.

The stick in his hand shook slightly as if he understood.

"How about I call you a boundary stick?"

Seeing that the treasure in his hand had spirituality, Wang Lu asked tentatively.

As soon as the words came out, the iron rod in Wang Lu's hand trembled, as if he was very excited. A gray light appeared on the rod body. After a moment, three mysterious characters were carved on the rod body.

Boundary stick!

"boom……"

As soon as the three words came out, another strange phenomenon appeared in the sky!

The roar keeps coming! Like a roar!

"Rumble..."

The calamity clouds reappeared, even bigger than those gathered before. With a rumble, the power of the previous stick had slowly passed away, and the sun was about to emerge in the sky, but this time it darkened again.

Calamity clouds cover the sky, making it so dark that you can't even see your fingers.

The rolling black clouds of calamity were no longer golden divine thunder, but a kind of black divine thunder that Wang Lu had never heard of.

The black divine thunder is gathering momentum in the calamity cloud.

rumble! !

The roar is endless!

…

"What's going on! Did an immortal weapon fall into the lower realm?"

In the Yunshangtian Continent, the sky also turned dark. All parties were shocked to investigate, but because they were too far away, they could not find the source. Some monks of the Great Perfection of Gods seemed to be able to sense it and flew towards the outside of Yunshangtian. , the direction is exactly Unzen Island.

…

The roaring sounds are endless, but no thunderbolt falls. It seems that the most violent blow is gathering, and it is about to destroy this thing that should not appear in one blow!

Calamity clouds are rolling!

Wang Lu's eyes were like torches, and he saw that there seemed to be more tribulation clouds gathering above the tribulation clouds, but he did not move, because this thunder tribulation was not his, but the boundary stick in his hand.

Wang Lu let go of the iron rod in his hand. The delimiting rod did not fall down, but was suspended in the sky. The rod body trembled slightly, as if he was extremely excited.

The calamity clouds had gathered to the extreme, and just when they were about to strike down, the delimiting stick moved!

Without Wang Lu's control, it rushed towards the sky on its own, and finally swept away at Jie Yun with a stick.

"Boom..."

There was a loud noise that shook the sky, the calamity cloud was swept away with a stick, and the sky was split open again.

The power of the Heavenly Dao dissipated under this might, as if it knew it had no way to deal with this rare treasure of heaven and earth, and left in disgrace.

After a while, the sky became clear again, and the red sun hung in the sky again, bringing the power of the scorching sun to all things.

Wang Lu was watching the good show, and the boundary stick on it suddenly fell straight down as if it had lost its power.

Wang Lu hurriedly flew over to catch it. This thing was spiritual. Although he didn't want to catch it, it would be bad if there was a rift.

It was like a mortal seeing his little wife falling from the upstairs, but his wife was more than ten thousand pounds, so he had to catch it!

A huge force came!

Wang Lu was carried by this might and smashed into the sea. If he hadn't been in telepathy, a stranger would have been smashed to pieces.

With a bang, the sea surface surged again, and a huge wave was smashed in an instant.

Wang Lu quickly put the boundary stick into the space, and he lay on his back on the sea. The tribulation he had to endure every two or three days had made him suffer a lot.

His hand was hit red and still a little numb.

Wang Lu finally stole half a day of leisure, drifting slowly with the waves, and relaxed for a rare time.

After swallowing a few pills, Wang Lu slept in the sea.

One day later.

"Wuhu~"

Wang Lu soared into the sky and hovered in the sky.

This time he ran so far, mainly to use the boundary stick skillfully.

Taking out the boundary stick, a sense of heaviness suddenly emerged. He took it in his hand, stroked it gently, and whispered to himself: "Relax, little baby, relax a little..."

The stick in Wang Lu's hand actually became a little lighter, and Wang Lu held the boundary stick and swung it out.

Bang!

A stick shadow crossed the sea, and immediately raised a thousand-foot wave.

Looking at the power below, Wang Lu breathed a sigh of relief. He really had more control over the boundary stick.

"Relax, relax, don't be so nervous..."

Wang Lu chattered at the stick in his hand, like coaxing a child, and treated it softly.