Wizard: I can refine everything

Seeing the black arm, Wuxiang was suddenly shocked.

On this arm, he felt an aura that was not inferior to his. Judging from the shape of this arm, it has probably been made into a tool by craftsmen.

"What is this person's identity? Hasn't Wu Xianggu done anything evil recently?"

But thinking about it again, Wu Xiang's movements did not stop at all. As the sect leader of Wuxiang Valley, although he is old, he is still a solid martial arts master.

Over the past ten thousand years, he had fought countless battles. Trying to scare him with just one arm is undoubtedly a fool's errand.

But before he could take action, he saw Richard's figure flash and disappear into the Scripture Library.

"We are fighting in the Sutra Pavilion. If you don't feel sorry for me, I still feel sorry for you. Come out and fight!"

Richard's voice echoed in the ninth floor. Wu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed angrily. Is this man in black treating his Sutra Library in Wuxiang Valley as his own?

Immediately, he also flashed out of the Sutra Library.

But Wu Xiang didn't notice that after he left, a crow passed through the curtain and entered the scripture library.

After leaving the Sutra Library, Wu Xiang noticed a hot breath before he even made a move. He saw Richard opposite him wave his staff and summon a flame like the sun.

Sensing the temperature of the flame, Wuxiang's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

I am afraid that ordinary fire masters cannot summon this flame so easily.

As the sun hit, Wuxiang took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. The next moment, his body instantly grew larger and he turned into a giant in an instant.

The giant's body glowed with golden light and he punched hard.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a thunder in the clear sky.

The menacing sun fireball was shattered by his punch and turned into flames all over the sky.

"Ulises, this old guy is not as weak as you said." Li looked at Wu Xiang and cursed in his heart, "This fireball is close to the 100,000-level energy level, and this old guy seems to be able to handle it with ease."

The next moment, Ulises's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Don't be afraid, just do it. This old guy looks powerful, but he relies on his lifespan to support him. If you do it a few more times, his soul will be shattered on the spot."

The lifespan of a World Lord is very long. Normally, it is not unusual for a World Lord in a civilized world to live for more than ten epochs.

But the martial arts masters in the wild land often die in one or two epochs.

This is not a flaw in martial arts, but the result of involution.

In order to protect their sects, martial arts masters in the wild land often use some life-burning martial arts.

After all, there is still life in the burning life, but if you are beaten to death, all your life will be in vain.

And this also produces a kind of involution. You will burn for one hundred years, and I will burn for two hundred years. With this involution, the life span of the martial arts masters in the entire wild land will plummet.

In ancient times, martial arts masters in the wild land could live for 100,000 years, but in modern times, martial arts masters who can live for 20,000 years are considered the best among masters.

The Formless Sacred Scripture of the Formless Valley was born under this involution.

Wu Xiang looked at the man in black in front of him, the emptiness of his soul making him almost want to retching. Once the Formless Holy Scripture is fully activated, it will begin to overdraw the soul, that is, longevity.

But now, his lifespan has come to an end.

"It's a quick fight!"

Wuxiang felt cruel in his heart, the true energy in his body surged, his blood boiled, and the blood energy like wolf smoke drifted from his body, and his whole body became thousands of years younger in an instant.

This is the secret method of overdrafting the physical body. Unlike the soul, although overdrafting the physical body will cause foundation damage, it can be compensated for by various treasures.

"drink!"

Hearing a loud shout, the young version of Wuxiang appeared in front of Richard instantly. The next moment, a huge phantom of the ape demon appeared on Wuxiang's body. A fist with a power level of 150,000 tore through the space and came to Richard in an instant.

boom!

There was just an explosion, and the fist passed through the layers of composite energy barriers, instantly exploding Richard's body from the neck down into a cloud of blood.

"Old guy, he's quite strong."

In the blood mist, a voice came into Wuxiang's ears.

Wuxiang felt something bad in his heart when he heard the words, and saw the exploding blood mist suddenly lit up with light. They were connected to each other, forming an extremely complex geometric structure in the air.

The next moment, the structure exploded in the air.

Boom!

In an instant, the third sun rose in the sky of Wuxiang Valley.

A huge shock wave erupted from the air, blowing away all the palaces in Wuxiang Valley like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Although the disciples of Wuxiang Valley formed a military formation under the command of their division commander, they were still shocked by the shock wave and vomited blood.

Soon, the light dissipated.

The originally pure and elegant Wuxiang Valley has now become a mess.

In the sky, Wu Xiang was walking on horseback, with his arms on his chest, protected by a faint shadow of the mountains.

In the distance, Richard's head, wrapped in a composite magic barrier, was growing a new body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After more than 900 days of smelting, Richard's radiation rules have been integrated with the rules of life. The explosion just now was Richard's application of this rule.

By manipulating the life energy in the flesh and blood, although Richard's body exploded, the flesh and blood were still under Richard's control.

On this basis, Richard used radiation rules to cause these flesh and blood to emit high-energy radiation. Then using the knowledge he learned from the defensive secondary artillery of the Astral Fortress, through simple adjustments, a spell-like model was born.

However, although all this may sound light and easy, the consumption of mental power has almost drained Richard's soul.

Looking at Wuxiang who was wrapped in the shadow of the mountains in front of him, Richard already had the intention to retreat.

There is no need for him to fight this old thing.

Suddenly, a black crow flew out of the void.

"Now that we have the thing, do you want to leave or kill this old guy?"

"Nonsense, of course I'm leaving."

"Then follow me."

He saw a layer of holy light lighting up Ulises's body, turned around and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the outside of the Phaseless Valley. Richard followed closely, feeling slightly relieved when Wu met him.

He tried to catch up, but the distance from Richard was getting farther and farther.

Finally, when one person and one bird left the Wuxiang Valley, he stopped. At this moment, many elders from Wuxiang Valley flew to Wuxiang.

As the youngest disciple, Liu Wuming said with concern: "Master, you..."

"Come to me in the quiet room."

Before Liu Wuming could finish speaking, Wuxiang's figure disappeared into the air.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Richard Ulises saw Wuxiang and did not pursue him. After leaving the Wuxiang Valley, he bravely returned to the Wuxiang Valley.

In the Scripture Library, Richard and Ulisses appeared out of thin air. As the only building with a Qimen formation in Wuxiang Valley, the Sutra Library was not destroyed by the aftermath of Richard Wuxiang's battle due to its excellent quality.

The phantom left by Ulises still stood exactly where he was.

After dispersing the phantom, Richard pretended to be afraid and walked out of the Scripture Library. And he happened to run into the owner of the Sutra Collection Building returning from outside the building.

"Lord, what is going on outside?"

The host suppressed his worries about Wu Xiang and pretended to be calm and calm.

"It's nothing, it's just that someone sneaked into the valley and was discovered by my master. It's okay now."

The poster didn't have any doubts about Richard, even though Richard was the only outsider who entered the Wuxiang Valley during this period. But the two fights between Richard and Wu Xiang had convinced the disciples of Wu Xiang Valley that the attacker must be a martial arts master.

The protective measures of Wuxiang Valley are okay against martial arts masters, but for a grandmaster, they are not an insurmountable iron wall.

Richard pretended to be relieved and replied: "That's good, that's good. Since there's nothing wrong, I'll go back."

The host of the building happily agreed upon hearing this, and then hurried to the quiet room.

In the entire Wuxiang Valley, no one knew his master's condition better than him.

…

Outside the quiet room, the elders of Wuxiang Valley stood outside the door, anxiously waiting for the few disciples of the sect master to come out of the quiet room.

Soon, Liu Wuming took the lead to walk out of the quiet room.

"Master is not seriously injured, he just lost some life span."

Liu Wuming answered the question they wanted to know most before many elders could speak.

I heard that the sect leader was fine and had only lost a little life span. Many elders showed relaxed expressions on their faces. Losing longevity is not a problem for the martial arts master.

Which clan leader would go out to fight without losing one or two hundred years of life?

After saying that, Liu Wuming raised his hands to the many elders and said, "I would like to ask you to work hard during this period. In addition to rebuilding the sect, please also prepare for the disciple recruitment meeting."

"They are all contributing to the sect, there is no need to worry about it."

"That's right, that's right. As long as the sect leader is fine, I will rebuild the sect soon."

"Hey, Brother Li, wait for me. Together, we can't let anything go wrong in my palace this time."

…

After calming down his heart, Liu Wuming entered the quiet room again.

In the quiet room, Wu Xiang closed his eyes and sat on his knees on the ground. In front of him, the portraits of the successive sect masters of Wuxiang Valley were looking at him.

"Master, the elders have gone back."

Wuxiang opened his eyes: "Okay."

Behind Wu Xiang, several of his other disciples were kneeling, but at this moment, these people's faces were full of sadness.

"Do you want to let the disciples in the sect know with such mournful faces that our Wuxiang Valley is going to fail?" Wuxiang turned around and scolded sternly, "I'm not dead yet! It won't be too late for you to cry mournfully after I die. "

As the contemporary sect leader of Wuxiang Valley, he values ​​the sect's inheritance more than anything else.

The disciples put away their sad expressions after hearing this, but a sad atmosphere still filled the quiet room.

Wuxiang Valley can be called a sect because of the existence of Wuxiang, the martial arts master. Without this martial arts master, Wuxiang Valley would be divided up within a year.

But now that Wuxiang is about to expire, there is still no one who can take over as the leader of the sect in Wuxiang Valley.

This almost pronounced Wu Xianggu's death sentence.

"Don't stay in the sect these days." Wu Xiang said again, "I can still hold on for several decades. In the past few years, you can search for me in the city below. I must find someone who is qualified to be the sect leader. Martial arts master.

You should remember clearly, if the sect is gone, everything will be gone. "