Many people have been curious about the fact that there are so many intelligent creatures on the Kyushu Continent, some of which have amazing cultivation aptitudes, and even immortal beasts that are born with unlimited magical powers... Why did humans eventually rule the world?

Some people say that human beings practice quickly, some say that human beings have a strong sense of innovation, and some even more shamelessly claim that human beings have been favored by God and have great luck...

In Wang Lu's view, the reason may actually be very simple - human beings are far more shameless than other creatures, and this world is a world where shameless people are invincible.

As a leader among human monks, Wang Lu was well versed in the charm of this art. The shit-throwing tactic he proposed refreshed the views of many junior brothers and sisters, but the effect... was undoubtedly good.

Almost as soon as the plan was implemented, the water level in Fuquan rose sharply, and dozens of dark figures emerged from the water... This time, the second-turn dragon dragons really came out in full force, vowing to kill this group of shameless humans.

All.

The last time they fought, Long Jiao already knew the limits of his opponent's strength. The tortoise shell formation did have some skills, but humans were not the only ones who knew the formation. He had been operating in Fuquan for a hundred years, and the dragon sons and grandsons he had reproduced could also use it.

Set up the formation.

Thirty-six dragon sons and grandsons can form a coiled dragon formation, integrating offense and defense, and are omnipotent.

Although it is impossible to be more sophisticated than the formations of human monks, with the absolute advantage of strength, it is enough to become a weight to determine the victory.

However, just after Long Jiao led the crowd out of the water with full of anger, what he saw was not the turtle shell formation formed by the Spirit Sword monks, but...

"Damn it again?"

On the horizon, the billowing black tide surged again, and Wang Lu was standing on the cusp of the storm, laughing wildly.

"Hahaha, I'm still, damn, Leeroy"

While laughing, Wang Lu was pushed by the tide behind him and arrived in front of the dragon.

At this distance, the dragon dragon can pose a fatal threat to Wang Lu with just one surprise attack - the strength of the dragon dragon is completely different from that of the spirits behind Wang Lu. Although it cannot withstand the beast tide, it can deal some serious damage.

Wang Lu. However, after killing Wang Lu instantly, he will face the beast tide...

The hesitation between lightning and flint caused Long Jiao to lose his last chance. Wang Lu had led the beast tide to completely target Long Jiao and his hometown of Fuquan.

"Dear Dragon Jiao, I want you to know that you are responsible for this beast tide."

Then, the second Spirit Sword Talisman was activated, and Wang Lu's figure disappeared instantly.

The beasts who were stimulated by Wang Lu and lost their minds originally had only Wang Lu in their eyes. When Wang Lu disappeared, their eyes suddenly became clear... Only the Fuquan Dragon Jiao and his Coiling Dragon Formation were left.

The transfer of hatred only happens in an instant.

This time, the dragon dragon didn't even have time to spread the thick fog and use water illusion to induce the opponent, because the beast tide was already too close.

Just as he was about to speak, a strange beast with two wings on its back and a single horn on its head roared and rushed over, its single horn almost knocking over the scales of the dragon dragon.

The pain on his body also completely angered the Fuquan Overlord.

"That's fine, let these beasts understand who the owner of this Dahao Mountain is."

The angry dragon roar shook the heaven and the earth. This second-turn dragon dragon did not flinch anymore, but mobilized all the power he had accumulated in Fuquan Deep Water for hundreds of years to face the rolling beast tide head-on.

The dark beast tide was dyed red with blood in an instant, the water level of Fuquan rose sharply, and the trickle turned into a lake. The lake's waves were like the ocean, but the sea water was dark red.

"Tsk, tsk, what an earth-shattering decisive battle."

On the top of the mountain in the distance, a group of people from the Spirit Sword Sect watched leisurely.

The position they were in had been covered with layers of formations, blocking the perception of all the spirits. This formation was hastily arranged, but its effect was not inferior to that of the mirage of the second-turn dragon dragon.

At this time, the battle between the beast tide and the dragon has entered a fierce stage. Both sides are red-blooded, and the violent power is raging unimpeded in the Dasong Mountains. Corpses are falling from the sky every moment, and some are more fragile.

On the way down, he was shattered into minced meat by the aftermath of the spell, and his strong body would eventually be melted into pieces after falling into the sea of ​​blood in Fuquan.

Unravel it, and then turn it into bloody energy to support the dragons with fewer enemies and more... The war between the spirits is as long as it doesn't start. Once the war starts, it will be absolutely unending. The loser will die, and will be exterminated... It's just that

The two warring parties have reached such a situation, but no one noticed that in the adjacent mountainous area, a group of human monks were watching with cold eyes.

The gap between human monks and spirits with natural supernatural powers is also clearly evident here.

However, even as the dominant side, witnessing the battle group made of blood and flesh on Dasong Mountain, and smelling the stench of the wind blowing in the face, it is difficult to truly relax and be a spectator. For most of these immortal cultivators,

For young people who spend their time practicing meditation in the mountains, the scene in front of them is too exciting.

"This kind of vision can only be experienced in the wilderness. It is really eye-opening and makes me feel excited."

A burly young monk shook his head gently, as if he was deeply touched.

But on the other hand, he reached out and touched a few nuts on the plate in front of him, peeled off the shell neatly, and put the nuts into his mouth. With such skillful movements, it was difficult to tell where his attention was actually.

The battle in the distance, or the dinner plate in front of you.

"Junior Brother Yang, if you are not interested, you don't have to force yourself to pretend to be interested - no one will eat the Yu Guo on the table, they are all yours."

Yang Fei laughed loudly when he heard this: "Thank you for your generosity, senior brother - I really have no interest in watching it. Isn't it just livestock killing each other and dogs biting dogs? There's nothing interesting to see except a lot of flesh and blood."

Before Ouyang Shang could say anything, he heard an rude girl's voice beside him: "What an idiot."

"...I said Caixia, you've had enough. Recently I feel like you've been targeting me."

Ouyang Shang sighed and decided to block out the flirting between these two bitchy men and women from his hearing.

In fact, at this time, most people are still carefully watching the fierce battle in Dasong Mountain. Most of these spirits are not high-level. Apart from their natural magical powers, they do not have any extraordinary acquired skills. In addition to using their physical bodies and magical powers during battle,

, can’t take it out either

What a skill worth seeing. But hundreds of monsters risk their lives and fight hard, using their own flesh and blood to interpret the cycle of life and death... This is a sight that is not common even if you are a disciple of Wujue. If you observe carefully, you can

Effectively temper the monk's state of mind.

The previously designated combat plan had considerable deviations in the first two operations, but Ouyang Shang, as the senior brother, was able to make timely adjustments to ensure that the team would not waste time. As for now, Wang Lu

The battle provoked did have an effect. In just a short moment, four or five junior brothers and sisters had some enlightenment while watching the battle, and began to close their eyes and meditate... Presumably when they opened their eyes again, their Taoist hearts would become

More solid and refined.

Of course, there are a few people who don't do this, and rough guys like Yang Fei are one of them, and there are...

Turning his head, Ouyang Shang helplessly saw two people chatting who also had no intention of watching the battle.

To be precise, one person is chatting and the other person is being chatted.

"I said, Xiao Wu, it's wrong for you to practice like this. Cultivation of immortality is an all-round thing. In addition to meditating on mana and tempering the soul, you also need to broaden your horizons and strengthen your practice. Only then can you grow in an all-round way. You are so

Accumulating mana through the fate of death will result in a state of high mana and low power at best."

Wang Lu's voice sounded serious and thoughtful, but Ouyang Shang felt that the tone of it was more teasing.

But when Wang Wu heard the topic of cultivation, she became slightly serious. She opened her eyes and stopped her meditation, turned her head, and expressed curiosity with her clear eyes.

It was rare for Wang Lu to get a response after chatting with him for so long, so he immediately explained enthusiastically.

"As a woman, the key is not the state of cultivation, but the face and figure. In fact, you have good talents and qualifications. As long as you practice hard, you will sooner or later become a young model who will bring disaster to the country and the people. Oh, beauty is not a disaster. Of course, you must practice the techniques of beauty.

Come out of the realm

But it’s really not that simple. In your current situation, your cultivation foundation is not yet solid and you shouldn’t be distracted too much, so I have a set of quick methods for your reference.” Wang Lu said, taking out a very suspicious look from the mustard bag.

A piece of cloth that looks like clothing.

"This magical set is called shaping underwear. As long as you put it on, you can gradually get a good figure without any deliberate practice. Are you very excited after hearing this and want it? It doesn't matter. We all belong to the same lineage of spiritual swords. Don't 998

I'll give it to you free of charge," Wang Lu said, and patted Wang Wu on the shoulder very generously - completely ignoring that this kind of intimate behavior made the latter obviously uncomfortable.

"However, this shaping underwear is not for permanent use. The magic power it contains has its limit, and it must be replaced after use. But don't worry, we are all in the same field, and I will maintain it for you for free. As long as you wear it

Just leave the underwear to me. Isn’t it very economical to trade in the old ones for new ones?”

Ouyang Shang sighed, feeling that this conversation was too shameless.

I really can’t figure out what this young man who calls himself a time traveler likes about Wang Wu. He has launched a crazy harassment campaign whenever he has time in the past few days, and he never tires of it... To say that Wang Lu is in love, you can see

It seemed that he was just teasing and harassing, with no intention of further developing the relationship, and the look in Wang Lu's eyes

Pure and clean - even when holding that kind of perverted underwear, it doesn't look like she has evil thoughts at all. And to be honest, Junior Sister Wang Wu's pure charm as a woman... is also very weak because of her excessive carelessness.

.There are currently many junior sisters in the team who are better than her in figure and appearance, but Wang Lu simply turns a blind eye to them.

In addition, if we want to talk about the relationship between the two people... except for the same surname, there is actually nothing else in common between the two. Their facial features and appearance are very different. As for the relationship between master and disciple... the skills practiced by Wang Lu are unheard of, but that

There is a vague charm of the Spirit Sword Sect in the defense system. However, Wang Wu is limited by his qualifications and practices low-end techniques that are quite popular in the Spirit Sword Sect. In any aspect, they have nothing to do with Wang Lu's inheritance.

However, judging from Wang Lu's current performance... in his history, among the few survivors of the golden generation, Wang Wu should have a place.

It is really unbelievable to say, what kind of disaster can cause so many people to die together, even oneself is not immune, but Wang Wu... but she survives?

However, this is also good.

Ouyang Shang raised his head and gradually cast his eyes towards the distant sky.
Chapter completed!