Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain

“Wang Lu, if your so-called sure victory is to let her take the shot, then there is no need to continue today’s competition. We believe that it is definitely not you under Gold Core Realm Master’s opponent.”

After King of Myriad Beasts lost, the other Soul Formation Daoist Masters were not interested in trying. Even the recognized Nine Provinces Soul Formation Number One Person Feng Yin in the group once admitted that it is impossible to defeat Wang Wu under Gold Core Realm, and other people don’t need to invite humiliation to oneself.

Wang Lu reluctantly explained: “She is simply not in today’s Gold Core group list. Haven’t any of you Soul Formation experts who have seen the list? She is a cheerleader, not a duel group member.”

hearing this, Soul Formation Daoist Masters hurriedly turned out the competition notice sent a few days ago, and they saw in the attachment a list of people in the Gold Core group, which was not at all Wang Wu’s name.

“Since it is not Wang Wu who will end the game, how do you have the confidence to win?”

Wang Lu said: “Well, there must be a lot of people who are here today Fellow Daoist witnessed it together. I can only say that the show I prepared will never disappoint you.”

After speaking, Wang Lu turned sideways and faced the Gold Core team members behind him. They: “Senior Wu Xu, please.”

Among the crowd, a withered Little Old Man walked out. He was no more than five feet tall, wearing a gray and yellow robe, and his back slightly buckled. He was even more short, holding a lantern in his hand, but the candle in the lantern did not bring light, but dimmed the light all around.

The old man’s face is like zombie, he turned his head slightly, and said to Wang Lu stiffly: “You and I are both Gold Core, no need to call me Senior.”

Speaking, Daoist Master Wu Xu walked slowly onto the Martial Arts Field.

His steps are slow and stiff. Each step drives his body to stagger and shake, and the lantern he holds in his hand is even more erratic. It perfectly interprets what is the dying year… But after he walked on the field, he was snorted. , Said: “I’m still very young!”

There was a burst of laughter off the court.

This Daoist Master Wu Xu is also regarded as a small reputation in Cultivation World. He has cultivated a Wind and Thunder Body Refinement Technique when he was young, and has tempered his fleshy body extremely tyrannical. Obviously from a sly, Soul Evocation Lantern contains tens of thousands of spells and evils, but it is more brave and good than the sword cultivators who specialize in combat. Although it is a Gold Core, there are many Nascent Soul Daoist Master’s lives under his hands. It is a pity that after getting older, the side effects of Wind and Thunder Body Refinement Technique gradually appeared. The burly body of Gundam during the Peak period continued to shrink, and it could no longer stand the fierce battle.

However, this is true. The Soul Evocation Lantern in his hands and his hundreds of years of experience in battle are enough to make him one of the Peak Gold Cores at that time. The only ridiculous thing is that this old man just refuses to accept the old, and always regards himself as a youngster who is prosperous and prosperous.

According to rumors, at the beginning of the Immortals’ Great Competition, this Little Old Man also went to sign up for the men’s contest of the beauty pageant.

After Wu Xu came on the field, several Soul Formation had a Primordial Spirit sound transmission and talked in secret.

Everyone is reluctant to end the game against the old Gold Core. Wu Xu’s is too old, even older than Feng Yin’s Old Guy… even if he is alone Sorcery has reached its peak, it is definitely the Peak powerhouse in Gold Core Daoist Master, but even if it wins, it is invincible.

After discussing it, no one volunteered, so Feng Yin sighed: “In that case, it’s up to me…”

The youngster dressed up as a scholar Laughed said: “Then let me do it. If Sect Master Feng Yin takes the shot, what’s the suspense of this competition? It will be worthy of the Honourable School lead representative’s hard work.”

Feng Yin bitterly laughed did not answer. This person is Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance upper rank sect Myriad Scrolls Pavilion’s Pavilion Lord Scholar Three Rivers. He acts both righteously and evilly. He is not close to or alienated from the major sects. The character is also unpredictable. He just unspoken implication. If he does it himself, Wang Lu can’t let Spirit Sword Sect Master lose, and run to the opposite sex to change clothes. Even if there is any method that can make Gold Core beat Soul Formation, it is not easy to use, and it is a waste of time. .

But a person knows his interests, Wang Lu’s sense of belonging and loyalty to Spirit Sword School’s is unquestionable, but it is also unquestionable that this guy cheats his own people, that is absolutely not Soft…

So Scholar Three Rivers came forward, Feng Yin really relaxed, because then he can finally watch the developments with peace of mind and see how Wang Lu plans to compensate for Gold Core and Soul Formation The huge gap.

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After Scholar Three Rivers came to power, his face was filled with excitement: “Daoist Master Wu Xu, I have long admired you and I, back then, you Wind and Thunder Body Refinement Technique Megatron Dongli, the grace and demeanor are all unforgettable. Today those Old Guys are self-reliant on their identity realm, let us two youngsters have a good fight.”

Daoist Master Wu Xu The expression on his face was taut, but when Scholar Three Rivers talked about two youngsters, his face suddenly trembled.

Scholar Three Rivers raised his eyebrows and said, “Although I still have a lot to say to you, but I can’t let so many viewers wait for it, so let’s get through it first. “

Speaking, he raised a bamboo tube, said sternly: “Please be careful, Fellow Daoist Wu Xu, my name is Scholar Three Rivers, this is my first river.”

After finishing speaking, he opened the lid of the bamboo tube and poured a jet of black ink from it on the floor of Martial Arts Field.

This bamboo tube looks small, but its capacity is quite amazing. Soon the ink will flow into a small river on the ground. Taoist Wu Xu looked at from a distance, although his face didn’t move, the lantern in his hand was firm and it didn’t move anymore.

The opponent is Soul Formation Daoist Master. Even if it is forced to be Gold Core Realm at this time, it is still an insurmountable peak. There must be some murderous intention in the seemingly ordinary actions.

At the same time, people on the sidelines are also paying attention to Three Rivers’ methods. This Soul Formation Daoist Master has always been known for being weird. As the Lord of Myriad Scrolls Pavilion Pavilion, he has almost no record of shooting, so rarely Someone knows his hole cards. Fortunately, it looks like I can finally get a glimpse.

The ink in the bamboo tube is still flowing continuously, far exceeding the apparent capacity, but the technology of Mt. Sumeru has been popularized. Since this bamboo tube is the spiritual treasure of Scholar Three Rivers, it has this The function is not uncommon. It’s just that the ink has been flowing for a long time without seeing other famous halls, which makes people confused.

Scholar Three Rivers poured the ink for a while, but it was also strange: “Fellow Daoist Wu Xu, won’t you stop me? If this continues, I will feel invincible. I heard that you were like wind and thunder. , Why are you so cautious now that you have become depressed.”

Other words are also that’s all. The depressed mood immediately angered Wu Xu. He immediately shook the lantern, and thousands of Nether Soul ghosts roared from it. As soon as it flew out, the temperature on the Martial Arts Field dropped sharply, and the ground was frosty.

Soon, even the sky became gloomy and then pitch black. People discuss spiritedly, and they did not expect that Wu Xu’s lantern contained such a powerful ghost, which can cover the sky and make Azure Heavens discolored.

On the contrary, Wu Xu was stunned, because although he produced the strongest ghost in summon, Da Hei Tian, ​​which can give the ghost the strongest power, has not had time to set up. This obscures the sky. He really didn’t do it.

Next moment, Wu Xu Jade Palace Gold Core trembled violently, and his instinct drove him to raise one’s head to look.

A pitch-black waterfall dropping from the sky, like a river venting from the ground, soaking everything. Thousands of Nether Soul ghosts that were placed in the air were touched by the ink, and suddenly melted with screams, mixed into the ink, and turned into a ball of jet black.

Wu Xu himself reacted in time, propped up the same pitch black with a lantern, hidden himself in the black rainstorm, and tried his best to support it.

Scholar Three Rivers, really is the name is not in vain, this Long River of Black Ink, only Gold Core Realm has such power! It is almost comparable to Fairy Qiong Hua’s Slaying Immortal Sword!

It’s no wonder that he said that there is no power in victory. If he tried his best to attack when the war just started, and he didn’t let him open the bamboo tube, he wouldn’t be able to have such a strong power in this Long River of Black Ink. ……

Is it really because of getting older, so the personality has become dull and weak? Can you never return to the invincible demeanor of your youth?

Thinking of this, the lantern in Daoist Master Wu Xu’s hand flickered again, and then he clearly felt that the space all around had become a little narrower, under the erosion of Long River of Black Ink’s on the verge of collapse.

Gold Core vs. Soul Formation still seems too reluctant. Maybe it’s a good chance to replace Wang Lu and Qiong Hua with the most elite cultivator spare no effort, but he…

After all, he is not young anymore.

However, at this moment, Daoist Master Wu Xu, who was in the dark, suddenly heard a sound of singing.

A burst of impassioned, passionate song. And the singing is not mysterious, it is clearly heard in the ear, but the image can not help but show up in front of the eyes.

This is the resonance of the five senses, a brilliant technique to stir people’s heart with sound and project information on the other four perceptions!

In front of Wu Xu, the young girls who danced in the lava and flames just before the battle began to dance again. They are all around dancing lightly and gracefully in Martial Arts Field, singing loudly, and cheering for themselves in the singing!

Wu Xu froze for a while, then shook his head.

At this time, even if you keep it up to cheer yourself, what good is it? The difference in strength is so large that it is no longer personal will that can be reversed.

However, after only a while, Wu Xu’s eyes gradually blurred, and he was completely immersed in the silhouette of young girls. The singing continued to infiltrate, like a clear spring, soaking his long-dried Jade Palace.

After a while, an inexplicable force began to rise. Wu Xu was surprised to find that the strength that he thought he could never find anymore began to slowly recover.

Is it because of the singing of young girls? Is it because of the flawless dance? Or is it because of the sexy and enchanting body? Or… it’s just their vague look of expectation, which brought him back to the era of high spirits and youth.

In a daze, he returned to the past, with his once cherished partner beside him. At that time, they were young and full of passion, sticking together all the time, exchanging their feelings in the most intimate way.

Azure Heavens, the earth is full of their battlefields. When he was young, Daoist Master Wu Xu indulged in debauchery and left his mark in many places. And now, as the singing climaxes, he seems to be young again!

In the lower abdomen, a powerful flame is burning! The heat quickly diffused to all parts of the body, moisturizing the dry, shrinking and stretching, and endless power was conceived from it.

“ha ha ha ha! Girls, thank you for your performance, next, it’s up to me!”