The so-called weak water refers to the three thousand weak water rivers around the underworld.
It is the natural wall of the underworld, which separates the underworld from the upper world and the human world.
As the old saying goes, weak water is the water of the Tianhe river. If a feather does not float, the birds will be sad.
In fact, it's more terrible than that.
"Weak water is also known as the water of evil spirits and the water of death and silence. Once there is a spirit, once it touches the weak water, the mana in the body will be blocked and greatly reduced. If the whole person is completely immersed in the weak water, it is the great Luo Jinxian, who will be sealed off the pulse of death spirit and lose all mana in an instant!"
Yunxiao seriously reminds the two sisters, as well as other monks around them, not to get close to that thing.
"Few immortals can bear the power of the weak water, but the camel monster with three heads and seven backs can cross the weak water river freely. The corpse chaser is really capable of buying it, taking the spirit of the weak water and refining it into a terrible spirit sword!"
Qiongxiao is also the way of ZA tongue.
Hearing their words, Huang Quan and Wei Ye looked at each other and were overjoyed.
Look, even the two Fairies in the hostile camp know the horror of the treasure in the hands of the corpse chaser. Let's see how Luo Xianyu deals with it.
"Master, if you can, my father hopes you can catch it alive."
Yelled Huang Quan excitedly.
He must admit that Luo Xianyu is indeed a contemporary myth.
Such a cruel lord, if he can be used by the hell hall, is definitely the first fierce general under the command of the hell hall!
"I know."
The corpse driver chuckled, then looked at Luo Yu and joked:
"Now that you have become an immortal, you should know that the power of weak water is irresistible. Aren't you afraid of this secret treasure in my hand?"
"Do you think that if you have it, you will be invincible in the world of cultivation?"
Luo Yu sneered coldly.
"It's not invincible, but it's more than enough to deal with you. Let's see that this sword blocks your eight channels and cuts off the vitality of your casting!"
The corpse chaser gave a strange smile, suddenly changed his shape, flashed in front of Luo Yu, waved his weak water sword, and cut at Luo Yu.
It looks like a soft water sword, but it blooms a terrible light!
WOW~~
Luo Yu's body tilted and a sword flashed.
"It seems that you are afraid, too!"
The corpse chaser sneers and continues to stab Luo Yu with his weak water sword.
This time, Luo Yu seems to dodge slowly, but he is hit by the sharp sword of the corpse chaser.
The crowd saw that the weak water sword in the corpse driver's hand completely penetrated Luo Xianyu's body.
"Luo Xianyu is defeated!"
On the teahouse, Mr. Zeng patted his thigh fiercely and set the tone with one hammer. He was very excited.
"It's just a soft water sword. I want to kill Luo Xianyu. Are you kidding me?"
Bao Dahai laughed.
However, master Zeng and scholar Yumian gave him a look like an idiot.
"You don't understand at all. In mythology and legend, weak water is the enemy of gods and monsters. Once a Taoist comes into contact with weak water, he will lose all his mana!"
The jade faced scholar sneered
"In a word, although this sword can't kill Luo Xianyu, the corpse chaser has made him lose his fighting power!"
Smell speech, Bao Dahai and water easy cloud all facial expression upheaval.
But is it really the case?
"Do you want to hide under the pavilion, or can't you hide at all?"
On the street, the corpse chaser who stabbed Luo Yu with a sword seemed to be surprised.
"What do you say?"
All of a sudden, with a cold voice in my ear, the corpse chaser sensed the dangerous smell inexplicably, and suddenly sent out from the person in front of him.
Regardless of the weak water sword on his chest and the nine colored plumes on his fingertips, Luo Yu let go.
WOW!
A rainbow flash, in the eyes of the public, the body of the corpse chaser, unexpectedly was lazy cut into two sections.
There was an uproar in the teahouse.
What's the matter? Luo Xianyu, who was hit by the weak water sword, not only didn't lose his mana, but unexpectedly attacked him and killed the corpse chaser.
After the corpse chaser's body was cut off, his upper body flew away directly, and his lower body fled into the ground.
After counting the interest.
Two bodies, recombined in the distance.
The corpse chaser looked down at the incision that could not be healed in his waist for a long time. Then he suddenly raised his head and stared at Luo Yu in horror. He couldn't believe it
"It's impossible? Even if you don't have to close your whole body's eight meridians, you have little mana left. How can it be like nothing? "
The corpse chaser really couldn't figure it out.
According to reason, weak water is the water of evil spirits that even the great Luo Jinxian can't be immune to.
Luoxianyu, a newly cultivated fairy, should be afraid to avoid it in front of the weak water.
But now think about it, just now the other side is deliberately take their own sword, and then, take the opportunity to sharp gods, ruthlessly killed himself by surprise.
Although his body was reorganized after his waist was cut off, you should know that the body of the sorcerer spirit is extremely powerful. Ordinary power can't be destroyed at all, but if it is destroyed, it will be greatly damaged.
"In the face of chaos, the water of small distress is nothing."
Luo Yu lightly joked.
"You have the power of chaos?"
The corpse driver's face changed.
As a sorcerer, he is not afraid of gods and demons. Even the gods and Demons dare to challenge.
But there is a kind of existence, but the sorcerer spirit most don't want to provoke, that is to have the power of chaos.
Because witchcraft is the flesh and blood of Pan Gu, a chaotic fairy. In front of the power of chaos, it's like ice meeting sensitive fire, which will be burned.
Luo Yu smiles but does not speak.
"Well! Even if you have some chaotic power, what? The power of our sorcery has been greatly improved. Why are you afraid? "
The corpse chaser hummed coldly. Immediately, he took the initiative to take off the hat on his head.
In an instant, people saw a ferocious, corrupt, zombie like face.
It turns out that the corpse chaser in the legend is not only the body of the living dead, but also the face of people and ghosts.
"You are not willing to give up the mortal body up to now, which shows that you are still worried about whether the sorcerer spirit can make a difference in front of the fairyland and Shinto."
Luo Yu sneered and shook his head.
I'm afraid that the existence of the corpse chaser is so old that even if his Taoism has reached the level of the earth immortal, the longevity of the earth immortal is still not enough for his extravagance.
However, this man didn't die when he got to the head of Yuan immortal Shou yuan for three thousand years, because the corpse chaser had half of the blood of the witchcraft spirit. Finally, the corpse chaser used powerful witchcraft to make the Yang Yuan of his yuan God never disappear, that is to say, he became the so-called immortal body.
However, it also comes at a price.
His spirit can force Yang Yuan to stay, but his body can't resist the decay of time, so that it has fallen into such a field.
Want to restore the original appearance, unless he made up his mind, evaporate the human blood in the body, leaving only the other half of the witch blood, become a real witch spirit.
But if so, the corpse chaser will no longer be able to practice immortality and preach. He can only practice with witchcraft and accumulate strength!
"Ha ha, Luo Xianyu, you're right. Before tonight, I really hesitated and hesitated. I didn't have enough courage to give up my body and return to my ancestors to become a sorcerer. However, I want to thank you. You are such a powerful opponent that forced me to the end. I have no choice!"
The corpse chaser crushed the hat and made a frightening sound with a grim smile.
"Burn my blood, this life is human, so far, from now on, I will return to my ancestors as a great witch, heaven and earth tremble, you are all mole ants!"