With the patience of an elite Jindan monk, it is common for one retreat to practice for three or five years. Wang Lu did not plan to do it for so long, but he also wanted to live in seclusion in Mangshan for a few months before talking about it.

When he and Qionghua and others went to explore the demon world together, but later Qionghua and others returned successfully, but he was separated on the way back... After that, five months passed in the Jiuzhou Continent, and the news of his separation must have been reported by Qionghua and others.

The mouth spread throughout the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance. Those who should be anxious must have been anxious for a long time. After the initial popularity, they have to prepare for the funeral. Now their "legacy" may fall into someone's devil's palm.

...So it's useless to be anxious, it's better to spend a few months resting.

Unfortunately, Wang Lu lived in seclusion in the mountains for only five days in total, and was broken by a sudden change.

On this day, Wang Lu was closing his eyes and concentrating his mind, and while concentrating on shrinking the pill, he began to formally study the fusion of Wuxiang and Chaos. As a result, just as his mind entered a mysterious state, he heard a harsh laughter coming from the foot of the mountain.

"Hahaha, the blood beads of all spirits, the blood beads of all spirits are finally coming out, hahahaha"

Wang Lu suddenly woke up from his meditation. The laughter could resound across a thousand feet of mountains, which was done by the monk. He was unwilling to deal with the monk, but what the monk said when he laughed wildly made him care.

The blood beads of all spirits were born?

The word "Wuji" in the world of immortal cultivation has actually become a big street. The earliest "Wuji" blood beads were born in the prehistoric era. They were formed by the powerful ancestral witch-level energy refining the blood of thousands of spiritual objects, and they have a thorough understanding of the sky and the earth.

The power. Later, people continued to imitate the legends and stories. The finished products produced were all kinds of strange and strange, all called the Wanling Blood Beads, but their effects were very different. Those with strong efficacy had the power close to the immortal treasure, while those with weak efficacy were the

Just touch the edge of the magic weapon.

But no matter what the level is, most of the blood beads of all spirits are evil things - what needs to be refined with the blood of living beings may not be evil things. However, in today's overall cultivation environment where people are eager for quick success and instant benefits, we hope that monks will be honest and peaceful.

Collecting the blood of living beings is a joke. The blood beads of all spirits that are circulating in the world of immortal cultivation are basically not serious. Now the laughter is full of unscrupulous killing, and a bloody smell soars into the sky, reaching a thousand feet.

At the top of the peak, Wang Lu could naturally guess what was happening below.

Tsk, at that time, I didn't think of it, and I took a look away inadvertently. The Xudan monk entrenched in the city of Mangshan was not a guardian god at all, but a fierce evil cultivator. He came to the city of Mangshan for the sake of no other choice.

But I want to refine the blood beads of all spirits with the lives of thousands of mortals in the city

"...Damn it, I can't find a secluded place to practice? Why is it so blue this day?"

Wang Lu's mood at this time actually didn't care much about the tragedy that happened at the foot of Mang Mountain. The so-called truth about the extraordinary path of immortals and mortals has long been branded on him, the real person of Jindan. The size of the nine provinces is so great that there are countless creatures in the mortal world.

Billions of millions, killings and tortures happen every moment, and he can't take care of all his great abilities. Moreover, the things that happened here will be handled by the Wanxian Alliance sect here, but as an outsider, he has no

Need to intervene.

However, the evil cultivator in Mangshan City made such a big noise, especially the name of the blood beads of all spirits was revealed in a panic, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was trying to die... Then the specialist of the local sect

It would not take long to arrive. It might not be too late to intercept the evil cultivator who refined the blood beads, but when they came, Wang Lu would not be able to stay on the top of the mountain, or even more pessimistically consider it.

The traces left by the elixir of the mountain may also be discovered, and then his whereabouts are exposed. In less than three days, he was dragged back to the mountain for more than 100 years by an old woman who had been owed more than 100 years in vain.

Dear, every night, give birth to a noble son early, and mother is noble by her son...

Thinking of this, Wang Lu trembled all over and quickly began to clean up the traces with all his strength - but for the real-life cultivator who is good at divination, Yu Jing, who is difficult to wipe out the traces, he is just talking about the human affairs.

At the same time, he directly circulated his soul and swept downward, intending to leave a mark on the evil cultivator. That guy ruined his good deeds, but it wasn't so easy to finish it. If he didn't beat him up and choke him back, he really couldn't understand his thoughts.

After sweeping the soul, I saw something unexpected.

Mangshan City has now been washed away by the evil cultivator, with broken tiles and ruins everywhere, and fires soaring into the sky. At the entrance of an inn by the former master of Mangshan City, a man from another place in the grade of about 40 or 50 years old, tilted his head and fell to the ground, his chest

In the previous huge gap, the blood had solidified, and the heart in the chest was taken out by cruel methods and threw it aside.

The man spread his hands and fell to the ground, and a few silver ingots in his palm reflected the fire, making him look sinister.

“…Why are you?”

The man was the coachman who sent him to Mangshan City five days ago. He didn't expect that he would stay in a remote place in Mangshan City these five days, but he ended up in a disaster.

Wang Lu sighed secretly that he and the coachman were barely destined to be destined, and the conversation in the car was not inspiring, but it made him feel a little worried. So he gave the coachman silver ingot and spirit stone that day to end the fate.

As a result... it seems that the coachman suddenly got a huge sum of money and began to lose sight of himself. He went out alone and made a fortune again. It is normal to want to do something in this small town, but the result is...

When Wang Lu thought of this, he was not in a hurry to clean the traces. He jumped down from the top of the mountain. His escape technique was mediocre. The blessing of Ouyang Shang's mother in his previous life was not brought into this life. But he was the chief of the Five Great Masters and his immortal skills.

Not bad, he came to the city of Mangshan in a blink of an eye, in front of the dead coachman.

A fire lit in Wang Lu's hand, preparing to give birth to the coachman, but when he saw the silver ingot in his hand, he suddenly thought of something.

Where did the spirit stone I gave him that day go? Although the spirit stone is not a rare treasure, it is of great value in the mortal world. Could it be that he is so impatient to take off the spirit stone? No, those ingots of silver are not change, I want to

If you want to be free and easy in the city, you will be more than enough to use a ingot. The coachman is also a family and a career. He will not do things as reckless as young people...

Thinking of this, Wang Luyuqin collected some soul residues from the driver's body with a soul conjuring technique - the main soul has been refined into the blood beads of all spirits. Although the residual soul is broken, it just happened to be recorded in the last few days before death.

Wang Lu restored some images of the sky with magic.

"Haha, Tian Laosan, why did you see you again today? This Hei Song Tower is a top-notch restaurant in Mangshan City. You have been running here every day these days, but you are killing you for money?"

In the restaurant, a middle-aged man dressed in wealthy greeted him with a slight teasing look.

Tian Laosan laughed and scolded: "Bah, you are a damn talent to kill you. I'm lucky and meet a noble person."

"Can you, Lao San, meet noble people?"

"Hmph, believe it or not, wait a while when you envy it, waiter, put the wine and food from yesterday on the table."

In the pink building, leaning against the red and snuggling in the green, fragrant and charming.

"Mr. Tian, ​​I heard from my sisters that you have made a fortune recently."

Tian Laosan was already drunk and laughed: "Tsk, make a fortune? I haven't been interested in getting rich anymore. I have been having fun in the city these days, and I spent all my private money, because this time I left.

Luck, it's a fairy fate."

Several girls were curious: "Immortality?"

Tian Laosan couldn't hold back the secret at all, and knew that the girl in the Zuixianlou liked these novel stories the most, so she took out the silver ingots and spirit stones in her arms to show off: "I have met an immortal, hahaha."

However, the next moment the door opened and a gust of cold wind blew into my face.

Taking advantage of the evil wind, a young man broke into the house. He was wearing a pitch-black robe with hundreds of red dots printed on his robe. He stared at the spirit stone in Tian Laosan's hand and asked coldly: "

Immortal?"

Tian Laosan was stunned and then furious: "Who are you? Who told you to come in? Get out quickly."

The young man said coldly: "I'll ask you again, you said you met an immortal... but an immortal like me?"

The next moment, the black robe moved, and a red dot flew out, turning into a shrill blood skull in the air, biting off half of a girl's body and blood and intestines flowed all over the floor.

Tian Laosan was scattered: "Ah, great immortal, great immortal, great immortal"

The young man ignored him and directly reached out to grab the spirit stones, put them in his hand and played with them for a while. He frowned and then his eyebrows became ferocious.

"It's indeed the spirit stone of the Wanxian Alliance... I didn't want to stop chasing me here. Okay, since you are so aggressive, don't blame me for being anxious to jump over the wall. The Wanxian Blood Beads, get up."

The images can no longer be read.

Wang Lu dissipated his soul and sighed. Tian Laosan was really lucky, and he could encounter such unlucky things.

The young man in black robe was probably a monk who was being chased. He ran to Mangshan City to take advantage of the popularity here and wait for an opportunity to heal his wounds. Mangshan is a place where spiritual energy is exhausted in the world, and almost no monks have ever been there. It is even more difficult to chase one side

Expected that an injured person would run to a place without spiritual energy to hide, he chose a good place.

However, after Tian Laosan brought his travel adventure into the city, because he couldn't control his mouth, the story of immortality gradually spread, and he immediately shocked the evil cultivator who had escaped.

There have been no monks in Mangshan City for many years, but he was chased and killed, and another person came soon after. If you say this is a coincidence, it is really hard to win the trust of others. However, people in the world are so ignorant that they may not have met them.

The monk might have just been drunk and dreamed. So he stared at Tian Laosan secretly. As a result, when he was drunk, he took out a few excellent round spirit stones and then rushed to jump over the wall and destroyed the mountain city.

Wang Lu shook his head. Tian Laosan died unjustly, and the whole city died unjustly. The evil cultivator didn't think he was doing so well at the beginning, he was simply stimulated. The source of the stimulation was not someone else...

Of course, Wang Lu did not have any feelings for the Virgin Mary. Although this disaster was caused by himself, he had no responsibility at all. But he had to just pat his butt and leave...

"Well, just waste some time to eliminate harm to the people."

Speaking of this, Wang Lu no longer concealed his aura. A sharp sword energy soared into the sky, directly breaking the bloody sky that enveloped the whole city.

"Who?"

The blood curtain of the blood beads that had just been formed in all spirits was broken, and the evil cultivator was shocked and frightened.
Chapter completed!