Longevity begins with loose cultivation

On the other side, Fang He, who was chasing him, suddenly turned pale, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at his own clay figurine, Baoguang has weakened for a few minutes, and now there is a crack on it, and pure spiritual energy is escaping, trembling unceasingly.

Seeing this scene clearly, Fang He's face turned even paler.

Being able to completely kill the fractals of the figurines in a short period of time can explain many problems.

Obviously, the opponent is not easy.

At the same time, he also possesses a spiritual treasure.

Thinking of this, Fang He turned around without thinking, ready to leave this place.

Unexpectedly, a large watermelon thunderball suddenly appeared in front of it, and accompanied by the roaring thunder, it expanded and cracked a hole, and a black-haired youth in black flew out of it.

"Your Excellency looked at the dignified appearance, but never thought that it was the villain who sneaked up from behind!" Lu Zhong said coldly.

"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. Fang was just passing through this place, so he doesn't know what happened." Fang He knew that his strength had been greatly damaged due to the injury of the spirit treasure, and he did not want to fight against the powerful enemy in front of him.

So he pretended to be ignorant, hoping to avoid this battle.

He has always been very confident in the ability of the clay figurine, and he doesn't think that the young man across from him can find his trace and expose what he has done.

"Hmph! It seems that Your Excellency is going to deny it flatly." Lu Zhong snorted coldly.

It can be said that there is almost no trace of the clay figure placed by the person on the opposite side. If other monks holding the spirit treasure came, they would definitely be deceived by him.

But he has the gray fog space and can look back at the scene.

Naturally, he took this opportunity to see the scene where the man in front of him vomited blood just now. The time was unbiased, and it happened to be the same time as he beheaded the clay figure.

After contacting each other like this, the black hand behind the scenes was immediately revealed.

Hearing this, Fang He's expression didn't change, he still looked innocent.

But at the same time, a figure of about ten feet flashed in the void behind Lu Zhong. It was Fang He's spiritual treasure. A big mud-shaped hand emerged, silently, and directly attacked the vital point of the target's dantian.

The whole process is imperceptible.

At this moment, Lu Zhong still looked at Fang He with a sneer.

Since he was sure that the person in front of him was the sneak attacker, how could he not guard against this person?However, he has already used the scene to look back, and has a panoramic view of his every move.Now he pretended not to notice, just waiting for the opponent's sneak attack to succeed, and the moment his vigilance relaxed, he would kill him with one blow.

But seeing the clay figurine getting closer, it suddenly accelerated.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", Fang Hezhi's sure blow was blocked by a layer of light curtain, and the source of his failure was a small silver mirror.

As soon as the star mirror flickered, thousands of mirror lights were emitted, covering the treasure figurines.

Under the aura of mixed silver and gray, the clay figurines were bombarded.

"It's hit!"

Fang He's face changed drastically, and he couldn't guess what happened.It was clear that Lu Zhong had seen through his scheme, so he came up with a trick and attacked him instead.

"Not good, my clay figurine!"

Immediately afterwards, Fang He's complexion changed again.

However, he sensed his spirit treasure, and its spirituality was rapidly fading under the crazy bombardment of the mirror light.

The matter was fundamental, so he hurriedly recalled Lingbao.

But how could Lu Zhong do what he wanted?
Immediately, he sacrificed the lightning rod and the clear water fan, and rushed forward.

Seeing Lu Zhong rushing, Fang He did not dare to be distracted. After all, if the monks in the refining period did not go all out, they might even decide the winner in a few breaths.

So he grasped the void with both hands, and suddenly there was a purple iron ruler in each hand.

With a slight sway, the iron ruler suddenly glowed with a circle of purple light, and a giant scorpion appeared faintly, ferocious and ferocious, and then disappeared when it disappeared into the body of the ruler, but the purple light on the iron ruler was even worse.

"Purple Scorpion Ruler! Fellow Daoist Fang's famous spiritual treasure, let me learn it today!" Seeing the pair of iron rulers, Lu Zhong didn't feel the slightest timidity in his heart, but was eager to try it.

Immediately urging the lightning rod violently, Zi Yi instantly dyed the sky.

Thousands of thunderbolts spread out, and then condensed around the lightning rod as the center, forming a hundred-foot-long thunder sword.

With a flash of thunder sword, he slashed towards Fanghe.

Fang He didn't dare to be negligent, he opened his mouth and spit out a streak of multi-colored rays of light, which immediately split into two streams and submerged into the pair of purple scorpion rulers respectively.

Immediately, a pair of iron rulers were filled with sunlight, looking quite extraordinary.

After doing this, he raised the iron ruler in his hand.

The timing was extremely accurate, just in time for the thunder sword to strike.

There was only a loud bang, and a sea of ​​thunder suddenly exploded in the air, but after all the thunder and lightning dissipated, Fang He appeared unharmed.

Lu Zhong had expected this.

The purple scorpion ruler, as Fang He's famous spiritual treasure, he had some doubts about its strength at first, but when he saw the purple scorpion ruler today, he realized that the reputation was indeed well-deserved.

"However, my clear water fan is not vegetarian."

Lu Zhong sneered in his heart, and the powerful divine sense aroused the vitality of heaven and earth, poured it into the clear water fan, and at the same time distributed a lot of air to make the power of Lingbao go further.

In an instant, a ray of blue light spilled out.

Just advancing more than ten feet, the blue light suddenly dispersed, roaring and turned into a wave, wrapped in astonishing power, and slapped towards Fanghe.

The latter was taken aback, he didn't expect Lu Zhong to have such a treasure, he hastily pushed the purple scorpion ruler to the limit, and finally wiped out the wave.

But Lu Zhong immediately waved his fan again, shooting out several blue lights, they quickly merged together, and immediately turned into a tsunami, this time obviously failed to achieve the goal, so he vowed not to give up!

After going back and forth like this several times, Fang He felt overwhelmed.

Yuanshen felt tired, and the worse was yet to come. Affected by the fierce fighting skills, the injuries that had been suppressed with great difficulty before broke out at the same time.

Years of fighting skills told him intuition that if he didn't try to change the situation, he would probably suffer this time.

Fang He's thoughts changed sharply, his complexion changed several times, and he took out a dark red talisman from the storage ring. The surface was covered with mysterious patterns and exuded a very strong black aura. No matter how you looked at it, it was something extraordinary.

"Ghost car killing talisman! This talisman is rare, but now is the critical time."

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and sacrificed the red talisman in his hand.

Almost immediately, a vortex emerged behind Fang He, followed by a fierce aura, and accompanied by bursts of singing, several giant bird heads with messy feathers suddenly protruded from the vortex.

But as soon as they passed through the vortex, these bird heads became unreal.

Seeing this situation, Lu Zhong didn't care what the red talisman called out, he activated the lightning rod, and there was a burst of vertical chops immediately.

Thunder light poured down like a torrent!

Accompanied by the sound of rumbling thunder, Lei Jian slashed to the top of the bird's head.

An unexpected scene appeared, at this moment, the bird head pecked the wood backwards, and bit the thunder sword in one bite, no matter how the lightning rod struggled, even though the thunder and lightning rolled in its mouth, it did not let go.

At this time, Lu Zhong also recognized the source of the bird head.

It is a beast ghost car!