Chapter 324： Who said I was going to die?

Three half-step gods!

At this moment, the entire Linghuang treasure house was boiling.

Everyone stared at the piece of water mirror where Lu Carp was, shocked:

"Lu Li is dying!"

"Yes! Three half-step transformation gods, no matter how strong he is, he must die here!"

"Who was the last girl in Bi Yi?"

"It should be the saint of the Abyss Spirit Race! Bu Lianhua! Looking at her aura, it should be the soul **** Wanhuang Yuanying who cultivated the Abyss Spirit Race! Once you have cultivated into an immortal, it will be above the avenue of heavens!"

"The **** of the gods, the evil sword immortal Xie Lingyu, step pity the flower, which of these three half-step transformations is the strongest?"

"I think it's the saint of the Abyss Spirit Race Bu Lianhua!"

"This woman is more fierce than the foolish girl Fang Yinli, and the old man also thinks she is powerful."

"Brother, Senior Brother Lu is in trouble! Should we go and help Senior Brother Lu?"

"Of course! The old man is righteous, and the third wife has always followed Guanzi. He must help Senior Brother Lu to teach that Bu Lianhua a lesson!"

…

Above the desert.

Fang Yinli glanced at Bu Lianhua in the water mirror.

Look down at yourself again.

An unbelievable color immediately appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help muttering: "What did this woman grow up on?"

Slap.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Jianshuang on the side blasted her abruptly: "When is it all, I'm still thinking about this."

"Ouuuuu. It hurts."

Fang Yinli clutched his forehead and immediately awoke.

"Go! Let's help Lu Li! Although that guy is a little shameless, he has saved us several times. We must not die at this time!"

The sword intent in Ling Jianshuang's eyes soared to the sky.

"Okay! Rescue Lu Li and let the guy pour the footwash for us! But Sister Ling, there are so many people there! Should we call someone first?"

Fang Yinli hesitated.

"Is it time?"

Ling Jianshuang frowned slightly and hesitated.

"Hee hee, sister Ling, don't worry. My mother said that half-hearted men are pregnant women with a belly! This kind of guy is not that easy to die! Lu Li is merciful everywhere, and certainly not To die so fast, at most a broken hand and a foot, it's okay!"

Fang Yinli is absolutely sure.

"Good!"

When Ling Jianshuang heard the words, his expression became cold, and he took out a jade tube to directly arouse.

Shoo.

A sword light soared into the sky, exploding into a broken sword-shaped colorful firework in the sky, the light pierced through all the dense fog.

Visible from thousands of miles away.

…

On the other side, the real demon stepped on the gang fight, pinched the tactics with his hands, and spit out two words suddenly:

"Thunder come!"

Boom!

The billowing black sky thunder rushed out of the void, condensed into a black thunder sea, and crashed on the two shirtless men in front.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Hai rolled and condensed into a ball, wrapping the two shirtless men into a ball of thunder.

Then, the black Kunpeng under his feet slapped a three-thousand-square-foot fin, lifted up to the wind, opened his mouth to swallow the sky, bite it hard, and swallowed the thunderball directly.

"Huh! Two Wu people just want to suppress the old man?"

The real ghost hummed coldly, grabbed it with a big hand, and shot the giant Kunpeng back, turning it into the size of a palm, lingering around his body, swimming like a fish.

After doing all this, he looked up at the water mirror high in the sky, frowning slightly:

"This is a bit troublesome. Three and a half-step transformation, even if the trump card is stimulated, at most only one can be killed, but there are still ten Yuan Ying consummation. Forget it, Lu Li has always done things well. He is now Calmly, it's the same as ordering the first card of an oiran in the brothel. It should be fine. Even if something is wrong, let him burn a few more sticks of incense in the future, or go find the legendary fairy fruit in the treasure house and break through the god!"

After that, the person turned into a **** light, rushed into the black mist, and disappeared.

This scene after scene is incomparably clear in a mysterious palace.

In this palace, there are five Wu people standing at this time.

Four men and one woman.

The men are more than one foot tall, wearing animal leather pants, shirtless upper body, and painted with paint-like things on their skin. They are carved with a ferocious and lifelike witch god.

The female is lingering with black air and can't see her face clearly.

At this time, the headed old man was holding a golden bone witch in his hand, his eyes were cold.

An evil witch **** with a snake tail was tattooed on his body, and the blood flickered, as if he came alive at any time to devour people.

"Priest, Agut, Agulon was suppressed by the old **** ghost. I would like to petition to deal with this old **** ghost!"

A majestic and savage man stepped forward, and the sound of the urn sounded like thunder.

"Aguhuang, don't be impulsive."

The voice of the old man who was changed into a'priest' was as cold as flying snow: "According to the memories of those monks, this old **** ghost is the true ghost of the ghost of the ghost sect, and the master of the son of destiny. He must have some means. You can't deal with him alone."

"Priest, I can! This Demon True Monarch is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"

The majestic man named ‘A Gu Huang’ was a little unconvinced.

"Don't be impulsive!"

The old priest repeats again, and the vast majesty exudes: "The overall situation is the most important! The first six floors of the Spirit Emperor's Treasury have been dug up. As long as you dig to the seventh floor! You can find the remains of the Spirit Emperor! At that time, the Wizard God will recover and occupy this. The world is just around the corner!"

"Yes!"

The majestic man bowed solemnly.

"Now, just watch these monks killing each other!" The old priest's eyes flashed with evil fierce light: "Their heads are very suitable to be used as wine bottles for offering sacrifices to the witch gods!"

…

At the same time, everything that happened in the treasure house of the spirit emperor passed through the cloud ring back to the immortal alliance resident in the far north abyss.

There was another commotion:

"It's over, the reincarnated Buddha is about to die."

"Hurry up and invite the head of the Tianhe Sword Sect!"

"Headmaster Chen is still recovering from his injuries."

"Then go to Xitian and ask Master Shuiyue!"

…

In a Taoist courtyard.

Chen Jiuchuan sat in the main seat, holding a black iron sword, his face pale as paper, his eyes still intimidating.

To his left is the old man of Tianji who has fallen asleep holding a green bamboo pole.

In mid-air, water mirrors appeared one after another.

In the water mirror, the leader of the Dao League who was grinding his nails in the Immortal Palace of the Dao League was reflected.

In the Huangni Taoist Temple, the sloppy flying fairy watching the master.

The mountain master of Linghuangshan who is feeding pigs.

Xuantian Guanjian who concentrates on studying the endgame chessboard.

Shuiyue Shitai who scooped water to water the vegetable garden.

And blindfolded and chasing a group of beautiful female disciples...

"A group of second-hands, it's almost the end of the world, are they still doing things here? Or, I will go to the Wu clan now?"

Chen Jiuchuan's eyes were cold, and he swept across a group of immortal alliances.

"Don't worry."

The leader of the Dao League sharpened his nails and said with a smile: "These guys of the Wu clan released the teleportation stone pillars, just to let the monks kill each other and have no time to disturb them."

"Huh? Then can you just watch the Wu Clan find the remains of the Spirit Sovereign?"

Chen Jiuchuan asked coldly.

"Don't worry, Lu Li will break this witch formation of the Wu Clan." A smile appeared in the cold eyes of the leader of the Dao League, as if everything was under control.

"Lu Li? This kid is dying!"

Chen Jiuchuan frowned.

"Don't worry, Lu Li can't die. By the way, the pig raised by the mountain lord of Linghuang Mountain is about to be released. Why don't you go to him to have hot pot? Eat and watch?"

Xuantian Guan Jianzhu suddenly interrupted.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

The voice just fell.

The slumbering Fei Xian watching the master, the Wan Famen sect master who chased the beauties and others disappeared in an instant.

Then, there was a wave of ripples in the void beside the mountain lord of Linghuangshan, and the figures of everyone appeared one by one.

The master of Linghuangshan's face went dark.

"These people are not saved. Hurry up and destroy it."

Watching Fei Xian Guan Guan Zhu and others start boiling water to kill pigs, Chen Jiuchuan reluctantly shook his head and turned to look at Lu Li's water mirror.

…

"Abyss Spirit Race?"

Lu Li floated in the air, squinting his eyes slightly, staring at the Biyi woman walking out of the stone pillar formation.

Seeing her forehead is almost the same as Qitianjiao's sky pattern.

He recognized it immediately.

This person is definitely from the Abyss Spirit Race!

"Yes!"

Step by step, the bi-clothed woman stepped onto the nine heavens, her mighty majesty was as bright as the sky, covering a hundred li: "I am the saint of the Abyss Spirit Race, step pity the flower! The arrogant Qitian you captured is barely my younger brother!"

As he said, the purple gold **** pattern on the eyebrows shone.

An invisible wave spread immediately.

All the people present suddenly felt a sense of surrender, as if the subjects saw the emperor, they couldn't help but bow and bow.

"The soul **** Wanhuang Yuanying?"

Luo Ruyu in the distance exclaimed with a solemn expression.

The Nangong evil couple also looked serious and jealous.

This spirit **** Wanhuang Yuanying is the most terrifying in the records of the spirit family. Once refined, the bloodline will mutate, and it will have a terrible suppression on the heavens and all the races.

Just like the true dragon clan, innately suppress the blood of the demon clan and human clan.

It's even more terrifying than Lu Li's Dadao Jindan!

What is even more shocking is that this spiritual **** Wanhuang Yuanying is still above the heavenly path, and once his mana is released, it suppresses the Wanfa Dao and is extremely tyrannical.

Therefore, facing the Bu Lianhua of this cultivated spirit **** Wanhuang Yuanying, his bloodline was suppressed, and his strength was reduced by 20%.

The mana is suppressed again, and the strength is reduced by 10%!

In this way, no one can be the opponent of this step!

Among all the people in the room, Bu Lianhua is the strongest.

What's more, she also brought seven Abyss Demon Kings who had perfect Nascent Soul, all of them were powerful and intimidating.

"Lu Li, hand over the holy artifact of the Spirit Race."

At this time, Bu Lianhua spit out a word coldly.

Holy artifact of the spirit race?

Hearing these four words, Luo Ruyu and the Nangongxie couple were shocked, and their suspicious eyes shot on Lu Li.

How could this sacred artifact of the Spirit Race be on Wei He?

However, Bu Lianhua is the saint of the Abyss Spirit Race, and her induction can never go wrong.

Wei He in front of him really has a holy artifact of the Spirit Race!

How could Wei He have a holy artifact of the Spirit Race?

Could it be...

Thinking of this, Luo Ruyu and Nangongxie's pupils trembled and gradually enlarged, a icy chill from the soles of their feet rushed up to their backs and surged to the sky.

All over my body, my hairs exploded!

This Wei He turned out to be Lu Li pretending to be! Now he pretends to be Wei He and then Lu Li!

He is pretending to be himself!

Fear! Shocked! Amazed! Incredible!

Both Luo Ruyu and Nangongxie's hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, their pores opened, and their mouths slowly widened.

Big enough to stuff a few duck eggs.

The three of them were dumbfounded, panting heavily in their mouths, staring at Lu Li, with a ghostly expression, but because of the extreme horror, they couldn't say a complete word.

"Lu Li! You...you turned out to be Lu Li!"

In the end, Luo Ruyu's eyes were red, and he bit his lip. The blood ran down without knowing it.

The voice was trembling.

"Yes, it's me."

Lu Li glanced at the three of Luo Ruyu coldly: "You are so stupid that you can't be saved. I've been by your side for so long, you can't recognize it? It's a pity. I'm still thinking about hiding for a few more days, and killing. Tell you this cruel truth before you die, so that you won’t be stunned."

"You you you..."

Luo Ruyu's chest burst with anger, and his body was cold and trembling.

Aside, the Nangong evil couple also smashed their teeth, their eyes were bloodshot, full of resentment.

His whole robe bulged high and murderous.

The next moment.

When the three men's mana exploded, they were about to kill Lu Li, who had deceived their feelings, on the spot.

"Huh?"

At this time, the Spirit Race saint Bu Lianhua glanced over, majestic as a mountain, and said coldly: "Lu Li is mine! You are too Demon Sect to be qualified to grab it!"

"Bu Lianhua, you want the holy artifact of the Spirit Race on his body, I only want the Dao Sword in his hand. Who dares to **** him, don't blame me for killing him on the spot."

Protoss Jin Ji is as proud as the sky, and the audience is powerful.

"I only want money."

The evil sword fairy Xie Lingyu smiled evilly: "Whoever gives more money, I will help whoever. Of course, I am very interested in the golden core of Lu Li and his skin. This piece of leather is put on the puppet, and it’s not bad to take it back and make him a servant of the puppet."

"Oh? You want the Dao Sword, Spirit Race Sacred Artifact, and my skin? Are you not afraid that I will tear down your skin?"

Lu Li narrowed his eyes slightly, killing intently.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing what Lu Li said, the evil sword immortal Xie Lingyu laughed on the spot, laughing forward and backward, tears bursting into his eyes: "Lu Li, your joke is really funny! I have practiced for so many years, and I have never heard of such a funny joke. A golden core, want to tear down the skins of three and a half-step transformation cultivators? Why? Do you rely on your tone of voice?"

"Just rely on this."

Lu Li's sleeve robe shook, and the sword rang with a sharp sound.

A brass sword more than five feet long, simple and dull, slipped out of his sleeve robe, held it in Lu Li's hand, and pointed diagonally at the forest ground.

On the sword body, there are still a few pieces of blue patina.

Dao Sword!

Jinque sword!

"Lu Li, if you hand over the Dao Sword to me, I can make a poisonous oath on the spot to help you escape this disaster!"

Xie Lingyu, the evil sword fairy, saw Dao Sword, and his eyes showed undisguised fiery greed.

"Hand over the sacred artifact of the Spirit Race, I can spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame the three of us for teaming up to bully the small and kill you on the spot."

The holy girl of the Spirit Race said with pity and pity.

In the voice, the murderous intent was abrupt.

"Go."

At this time, Protoss Jin Ji waved his hand, his mighty power was like a sea, and his murderous aura was strong: "You guard the stone pillar teleportation circle. Don't let any one come out. If you dare to come out, just kill it."

Words fall.

The two golden robe old men behind him flew past.

Then came the five Yuanying Consummation monks from Tianwai Palace.

Then, it was the Halberd God King, Desperate Tiansha, and the seven Abyss Demon Kings, all around the teleportation stone pillars.

All kinds of terrifying spirit treasure spells were sacrificed, and whoever dared to emerge from the stone pillar immediately blasted out an attack that would destroy the world and destroy the earth.

Witnessing this scene, the people in the treasure house of the Spirit Emperor who wanted to watch the excitement, or the rescuers looked terrified.

This is really a dead end!