Cultivation Is Like This

   Chapter 380

   The sword is persecuting, like a awn on the back.

   Zhu Yuan and Zhu Xiuzhu looked solemn, looking at Lu Bei as if they were looking at a monster.

   In the eyes of outsiders, Lu Zhou is indistinguishable from Lu Bei. Although he has a slight disadvantage, he is not without a chance of winning, at least it consumes a day.

   With the help of the two of them, three against one, Lu Zhou was defeated very simply, and there was no hope of victory.

   At first glance, it seems that the two of them are undercover agents.

   But the two of them knew in their hearts that Lu Zhou's defeat had nothing to do with them, it was Lu Bei who hid his cultivation. People at the scene, personally experienced, the sword intent so tyrannical that it can slash everything is heart-pounding, and it is much stronger than when Lu Zhou was singled out before.

  If this is not called hidden cultivation, then what is hidden cultivation?

   The key is that they dare not make sure that Lu Bei still hides his cultivation.

   For a while, the two of them couldn't get off on a tiger.

   Arriving in Yuezhou this time, in addition to winning the Lingxiao Sword Sect, there is also the important task of severing the minions of Xiongchu. If they fight with Lu Bei here and die together, wouldn’t Xiongchu take advantage of the fisherman.

   The two looked at each other, Zhu Xiuzhu saw Zhu Yuanning nodding heavily, sighed, and slowly walked up with the bamboo stick.

   Bamboo stick blooms with blue light, Zhu Xiuzhu's old body has faded from gray, and time seems to be running backwards on him.

  There is no shortage of fancy exercises in the world of immortality, and there is a new trick every day. In addition, Huangjizong has a professional team, and the underground work is deeply studied, and the development of the sect is promoted by archaeological methods. Zhu Xiuzhu's rejuvenation is not special.

  Lu Bei looked stunned, then turned to Zhu Yuan.

   Slightly disappointed.

  Zhu Yuan has also changed, the three-zhang demon body is surrounded by black mist, a pair of scarlet eyes is awe-inspiring, and the demons are mighty and dangerous when walking, which is full of dangerous atmosphere, giving people a strong oppression and shock.

   Emperor Jizong and the Great Elder of Demon Cultivation?

   A string of question marks floated across Lu Bei's forehead, and when he thought about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong.

  The common people can’t light the lights, the state officials can set fires, although the Emperor Jizong tried his best to suppress the demon cultivators in Wuzhou, but it is not contradictory to a great elder of the cultivators in the sect.

  Q means that the Great Elder used to be an undercover agent and paid too much for Wu Zhou.

   rumbling—

  The magic power roared, the moonlight did not show, the billowing black clouds filled the sky, and the black giant pressed his fist across.

  Lu Bei stepped up with his sword, the black light released the waterfall, and the black torrent flooded the space in one fell swoop, and the rest of the force not only rolled towards Zhu Yuan.

   The blue light flashed, and Zhu Xiuzhu held a bamboo stick to connect the dots.

  The cold flames roared with light, and their sharpness was comparable to a weapon of magic.

  The black torrent swept away Zhu Yuan, and at the same time, Lu Bei fell into the formation, but seeing the change in the color of the heaven and the earth, endless obscure obstacles, either color or desire, shook the mind, and made people unable to extricate themselves from it.

   Buzz! !

  The black light is vertical and horizontal, and the large formation is shattered in the sky.

   The square seal on Zhu Xiuzhu's head resisted the violent sword energy, and the golden ripples that enveloped his body vibrated constantly, as if he would be disillusioned at any time.

   He was shocked by the tyranny of Lu Bei's sword intent, and the square seal on the top of his head did not dare to move rashly. Whenever a sword intent came, he would use his bamboo stick to resist it. As the highest cultivation base in the field, his output was really average.

   suffered Zhu Yuan.

  God's teammate Lu Zhoutou Tie was seriously injured and went offline. Zhu Xiuzhu, who had high hopes, could not do anything, so he knew that he was playing soy sauce on the side.

  What use do you want!

   Zhu Yuan's anger rose from his heart, the demon body roared, and he raised his arms to open his small world.

  The dark cloud tops the top, and the vast world is lonely.

   The red moon shone through the gaps of the cloudy clouds, his cold eyes drooping, half-open and half-closed, overlooking the boundless beings.

  Zhu Yuan stood in the center of the world, raised his hand and pointed to the sky. In an instant, black clouds rolled away, and a huge red moon was as red as blood.

  The strange magic power filled the small world, trembling endless turbulent voids, landslides, and red phosgene swept through, pulling long dragons to the ground, forming a blood-red hurricane.

  The hurricane is like a chain, implicated in the closer and closer the heaven and the earth, the small world that materialized collapsed and opened large cracks, and the vast earth was covered with dust and rustling.

  Zhu Yuan leaned against the red full moon, roaring with magic power, and when his three-zhang body shook, dozens of clones appeared.

  These clones are the same as his main body, no matter the breath or the energy fluctuations stirred between the waves, it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake. At a glance, they are all true.

   "Chop!"

  The golden light is vertical and horizontal, and the black light is cathartic.

   After a sprint, four huge heads shrouded in black mist flew up, their roars resounded through the sky, and the broken neck spurted out a vast amount of blood like mountains and seas.

   Blood saturates the earth and gathers into rivers.

  The small river becomes a river, the big river becomes a lake, and it continues to form a momentum.

   High in the sky, Lu Bei held his sword vertically and horizontally. Every time there was golden light interspersed, a demon body was divided into two. After dozens of demon bodies were killed, the rich blood energy could not be opened in mid-air.

   His heart suddenly burst, and he looked at the red moon high in the sky.

   bowed his head again, the vast earth was full of waves, the red waves beat the blood, and the faces were looming, telling the strange and cold.

   As expected, there must be something in the sea of ​​blood.

  Lu Bei's eyes narrowed slightly, instinctively aware that something was wrong. He didn't wait curiously. He raised his hands to the sky, added the Xiantian Qi, and filled all the buffs. He did his best to express his immortal sword intent.

   The terrifying sword intent seemed to exceed the limit that Da Shitian could carry. The originally black sword light turned into pure white when it was half swung down.

  The giant sword fell into the sky, destroying the sea of ​​​​blood.

During the    period, a huge black palm was about to explore the sea of ​​​​blood.

  Crack!

   rumbling—

  The small world shattered in response, the ground collapsed, red blood water ran into the void, and only the blood moon crossed the sky, rendering the sky scarlet.

  !

  Zhu Yuan fell to the ground, his Yuanshen suffered heavy damage, his eyes were blank, and he tried to stand up several times, but he staggered and failed.

   On the other side, Lu Bei, who mentioned another experience, came up with Zhu Xiuzhu's idea.

   It is true that this old man has understood the true meaning of Gou counsel's cultivation of immortals.

   However, he has come here, and he stayed there for three or five days. When outsiders knew it, he really didn’t know how to treat guests!

  The black light is vertical and horizontal, going straight to Fangyin.

  Zhu Xiuzhu didn't expect Lu Bei to kill Zhu Yuan's small world so quickly. If he didn't check it for a while, Fang Yin was hit by the immortal sword intent and almost fell from the top of his head.

  Zhu Xiuzhu sucked in a breath of cold air, and the fighting spirit that was already lacking was even rarer. He faced Lu Bei with his sword and killed him. With his bamboo stick in his hand, he used sword moves or stick techniques to relieve most of the impact.

The rest of the    is still shocking with golden light ripples.

   "Little friend, if you have something to say, the old man is getting old, and you don't want to be reprimanded for bullying the old man, right?"

   "Think twice, think twice, you won't win by force!"

   "Shut up old man!"

  Lu Bei snorted coldly, Zhu Xiuzhu connected several swords, and although he used the power of two magic weapons, he still needed his own strength to strike iron.

   Lu Bei has always been ruthless to this little old man who pretended to be aggressive while shouting "No".

   Besides, the old man has a lot of experience!

   Buzz!

   The general trend of the sky roared, smashing the void in front of the boiling, the black light converged, and the white sword light was replaced by the rolling tide.

   Zhu Xiuzhu's face changed suddenly, he raised his finger with a square seal, manifesting a square tower standing on top of his head.

  The golden light flows down, protecting himself tightly.

   The next second, the white beam swept across, shattering the golden curtain, bombarding the square tower and flying away from the spot, the rumbling sound was like a bell beating in his ear, making Zhu Xiuzhu feel dizzy.

  The black light came back, divided into three, and went straight to the upper, middle and lower roads.

   At the critical moment, Zhu Xiuzhu erected his bamboo stick to block, and the azure curtain receded with two phantoms, worthy of resisting the sword edge at the peak of the eyebrows.

   Squeak! !

  The sound of grinding teeth stings the eardrums, and the immortal sword intent is immortal, and the edge is unstoppable. Rubbing the bamboo stick leaves a white mark and scrapes off a layer of powder.

  Zhu Xiuzhu looked distressed, hurriedly summoned Fangta to protect himself, returned to the turtle shell, and gave himself a super cover.

   This old man is a turtle!

  Lu Bei was speechless. If Zhu Xiuzhu was a melee madman like Lu Zhou and Zhu Yuan, he would have an immortal sword intent and be confident that he would be invincible. But the old man's magical powers were all focused on defense, and the turtle shells were layered on top of each other, as if he could consume everyone to death in a few hundred years.

   Not far away, Zhu Yuanqiang sat up and stared at the two in a stalemate. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he drew a small flag the size of a slap from the sky.

   The graphics on the flag surface are chaotic and the atmosphere is unknown. When the wind rises to the size of a battle flag, there is boundless suffocation.

  Zhu Yuan used the battle flag to support his body, chanting words in his mouth, and after a while, he waved the flagpole vigorously in the direction of Lu Bei.

   Hiss!

   The cracks in the void spread on both sides, and the invisible blade penetrated the space and came to Lu Bei in the blink of an eye.

The    violent offensive covered a huge area, and even Zhu Xiuzhu was wrapped in it.

   The two of them were stunned for a moment, and they started with a punch. They punched each other and took advantage of the opponent's strength to withdraw and retreat.

The    crack throughput range skyrocketed, swallowing half of Lu Bei's small world in one bite.

  Zhu Xiuzhu's face was ashen, with a square mark on his head, holding a bamboo stick, his body swelled into a little giant with muscles pierced, two talismans were pasted on his forehead and chest, and the thickest armor was folded, waiting for the most vicious blow.

   On Lu Bei's side, the best defense is to attack, waving vigorously with the power in hand.

   Under the sound of the general pain and joy, the thick beam of light surged up from Lu Bei, and the boundless pressure swept and spread, the streamer rushed, and the sky-piercing sword pillar turned the void, bursting with immortal brilliance.

  Boom! rumbling—

  The small world shattered, and the violent energy spread around Beijun Mountain. The mighty force as vast as the abyss pressed on the heads of everyone, forming a terrifying vortex in the air.

   Lightning blasts ears, like a roar of a beast.

  The sound of the billowing sound exploded and turbulent, and after a long while, the shattered sky returned to calm.

   In the field, Lu Bei was disheveled, holding Da Shitian, covered in blood.

   Across from him, Zhu Xiuzhu lowered his head and coughed up blood. He still had the strength to fight, but his mana was severely depleted and he had little energy left.

  Zhu Yuan: _(x3"∠)_

  Lu Zhou: 0(:3~_(:3"∠)_

   (end of this chapter)