Chapter 395 Fourth Level Divination

President Bai Gu and his wife were recovering in situ. Mrs. Yu's injuries were serious, and her body was almost cut off at the waist. Fortunately, it was not fatal to the Ghost Dao Yuanying.

Old monster Jin Kun stood with his hands behind his back and asked about the details of the battle just now.

To be precise, understand the fighting skills of the new threat "Evergreen True Lord".

Soon, the second middle-stage Nascent Soul arrived. True Lord Mingshui lingered in the dark water. His figure was so beautiful and hazy, with long black hair hanging down his waist, and a pair of bright eyes, like autumn water in a cold pond.

In less than half an hour, three other early-stage Nascent Souls, Zhenjun Bawu, Zhenjun Lingxue, and Demon Sword Nangong Xiu arrived together.

Bawu Zhenjun has a majestic figure, tough features, purple-black eyes, and his whole body is covered with thick and simple magic armor. He walks like a dragon and steps like a tiger, and has a domineering momentum, just like a demon king.

True Lord Lingxue is a beautiful fairy in white white clothes, with silk ribbons fluttering all over her body, snowflakes flying in the air, and she comes out of the dust in an elegant way. She was beautiful, but her eyes were as cold as a knife, which made people feel chilled.

The white-haired young man standing at the end was dressed in ordinary cloth, carrying an ancient sword at his waist. He was of medium height, and was the magic sword Nangong Xiu. This man's dark eyes were unruffled, his palm was always holding the handle of the knife, and his aura was simple and restrained.

"Everyone is here."

Old Monster Jin Kun nodded slightly at Nangong Xiu, the "Heir of the Heavenly Sword".

Although Nangong Xiu is called the Demon Sword, his inheritance comes from the previous dominant force in the Southern Territory, which was later betrayed and overthrown by Tianjian Pavilion.

"Judging from the details of the fighting just now, True Lord Evergreen is consistent with the intelligence information, and his strength is far superior to that of ordinary Yuanying in the early stage. Its advantage is that there are many people and it can fight in position, which is enough to compete with the mid-stage Yuanying."

"However, the disadvantage of this son is that the attack threat is not as good as the mid-Nascent Soul stage."

Jin Kun’s comments and analysis were basically recognized by everyone.

If True Lord Evergreen's offensive capabilities were comparable to those in the middle stage of the First Infant Stage, Mrs. Yu would not be seriously injured.

True Lord Lingxue frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "The traitor Jing Wufeng has a powerful escape technique and his attacks are weird and difficult to prevent. Now that there is an additional Xiang Dalong with strong defense, it will be even more difficult to deal with him."

"Fairy Lingxue doesn't need to be as ambitious as others. This time we have an extra Daoist from Nangong. Last time we arrived late and didn't have time to take action."

The hoarse and magnetic voice of Lord Ming Shui came.

Nangong Xiu is in the opposite situation to Xiang Dalong. His lethality is completely comparable to that of the mid-stage Yuanying. He once had an undefeated record against the mid-stage Yuanying.

Decades ago, Nangong Xiu was entrusted by Dashan Mountain with a heavy reward to help True Lord Red Snake and Baota Sanren in the ancient Youdian Palace, which led to the fall of True Lord Yunlan, and even the Nascent Soul was not spared from leaving the body.

True Monarch Ming Shui said again: "I originally planned to let fellow Taoist Nangong and Xiang Dalong exchange my son. Now that I think about it carefully, sending two powerful Nascent Soul early stage can contain Xiang Dalong. After all, this son is attacking The threat is not that strong.”

At the Yunxia Sect Nascent Soul Ceremony, True Lord Mingshui tested Lu Changan's magic power, but the threat was far less serious than Jing Wufeng's. It is nothing more than relying on the help of the fourth-level spiritual pets and puppets.

Jing Wufeng is her first target.

It is better to concentrate the firepower and let Nangong Xiu, who is more aggressive, deal with Lord Jing Tianzhen together.

"The idea of ​​Fellow Taoist Mingshui is indeed correct. There is another plan. I can use my magical power to restrain True Lord Evergreen. If the time is right, you can join forces with me to quickly behead the 'True Lord Evergreen' and kill him. Spiritual pets and puppets are self-defeating."

Old monster Jin Kun was experienced and added.

The latter "decapitation" plan is more about timing.

It was necessary for old monster Jin Kun to take action, plus the assistance of one of Ming Shui or Nangong, and someone else to restrain Jing Wufeng a little.

"Hahaha! If the regular plan requires fellow Yuanying Daoist to contain Xiang Dalong, I would count him as the True Lord!"

Lord Bawu laughed loudly and was a little interested in Lord Evergreen.

At the auction in Yuntian City that year, Xiang Dalong, who had not yet been promoted to Nascent Soul, competed with him for one of the main ingredients of the Infant Transformation Pill [Miluo Grass], which was considered a small holiday.

Unexpectedly, in the past, a young man who formed a core would now become a big figure in the world of immortal cultivation in the Central Region, attracting the attention of giants in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

"The Overlord Martial Lord is also a cultivator, and he is brave in fighting skills. He is indeed the right candidate to involve Xiang Dalong."

Seeing the Bawu True Monarch moving his tassel, Old Monster Jin Kun nodded and smiled lightly.

Bawu Zhenjun's physical training has reached the fourth level, which was achieved through a large number of precious secret medicines after being promoted to Nascent Soul.

This person's magic weapon is of high quality, his fighting skills are ferocious, and he is strong in self-protection. He can be regarded as a strong player with no shortcomings in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Taoists, Jing Wufeng not only possesses a valuable treasure, but also has a grudge against several of the people here. He has come to explore the forbidden areas of the Central Territory many times. He refused to give up in the face of our encirclement and suppression, and even found strong reinforcements."

"I am certain: Jing Wufeng must have a great opportunity in the ancient battlefield in the Central Territory, maybe even more than the Ancient Youdian Palace!"

Lord Mingshui's hoarse voice conveyed encouragement as he expressed his speculation.

The interests of Gu Youdian alone and the related hatred are not stable. You also have to throw out a bigger bait pie to get everyone to work together.

Jing Wufeng took the risk and reluctantly left the forbidden area in the Central Territory. Such behavior was inherently suspicious. Coupled with the fact that he has such a good opportunity, some Nascent Souls here are inevitably jealous and agree with this speculation.

…

one year later.

The Seven True Lords launched an encirclement and suppression campaign against the target. There were occasional contacts and fights between the two sides, but no real fight occurred.

The seven true kings were divided into groups to track and outflank them. Except for the giants in the middle stage of Yuanying, the others in the early stage of Yuanying work in groups of two or three, never alone.

The only two or three encounters were very brief.

Before the seven true kings formed an encirclement, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng decisively evacuated the scene.

Both sides have concerns about each other.

Lu Changan and the two were worried about being surrounded by the Seven True Lords and falling into danger.

The seven true kings did not want to be defeated one by one, so they reduced their numbers again and stayed together tightly.

Unknowingly, the two sides entered the ancient battlefield, deep in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

The environment at this time is harsh, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, and it is full of negative turbidity such as evil spirit and evil spirit.

High-level monks recover their mana slowly and have to rely on spiritual stones and elixirs.

In addition to powerful monsters, there are also some dangerous forbidden areas, and Nascent Soul Lord may perish if he breaks into them.

Therefore, the Nascent Soul cultivators on both sides acted more cautiously and tried to restrain their auras as much as possible on weekdays.

…

The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, beside a hidden underground river, exudes filthy evil aura.

A man in white clothes was sitting by the river, ignoring the rotten smell. His appearance was gentle and handsome, but he looked sullen.

There are ancient copper coins, lottery tickets, turtle slices, jade and other divination objects floating around it.

At some point, the man's white clothes turned yellow, and his thick black hair was mixed with some Chinese hair.

Just from the back, it looks like he has aged twenty years.

In the world of immortality, this situation may be the sequelae of losing too much life span in a short period of time.

The strange thing is that the man's face has not aged, and his skin is still delicate, which shows that the root has not been damaged.

"At the age of 399, I finally took this step!"

Lu Changan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were profound and boundless, as if pregnant with the stars and changes in the sky.

call!

He stood up slowly, shaking off the dust and dirt on his body, and his long hair was dotted with a little gray.

The young man's face is no longer youthful, but has a mysterious and vicissitudes of life, and a handsome and majestic demeanor.

"Perhaps, this is the price of being a fourth-level divination master!"

Lu Changan had a complicated expression and sighed, looking at the few strands of gray that appeared for the first time in his thick black hair.

In the past year, he has been conducting intensive divination deductions and competing with the seven true kings to strive for the surest chance of victory.

The seven true kings' heavenly interference was so powerful that Lu Changan's longevity was consumed rapidly, and his divination skills were constantly honed, and finally the bottleneck was slowly broken.

It has been eighteen years since he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, and Lu Changan has lost a total of sixty or seventy years of life.

It hurts the liver and hurts the life.

In the end, the divination technique was forced to break its limits and reach a new height.

"Xiang Zhenjun has been delaying for more than half a year. Is it the most mature time to take action?"

With the breeze blowing on his face, Jing Wufeng appeared beside Lu Changan, spreading his hands and his tone seemed helpless.

Lu Changan once admitted that the plan was 70% certain.

After all, it is not necessary to completely wipe out the Seven True Lords. It only needs to kill one or two early stages and seriously injure one mid-stage Nascent Soul.

In the past year, the two actually encountered a good time to take action.

At that time, Mrs. Yu of the White Bone Merchant Guild was still seriously injured and was not as recovered as she is now.

With 70% certainty, Jing Wufeng felt that the chances of winning were already very high.

As a divination master, Lu Changan repeatedly postponed the decision, so Jing Wufeng could only endure it.

For example, during a certain operation, Lu Changan felt that there was a small possibility of seduction or ambush, so he canceled the plan directly.

"The time has come!"

"Although it is difficult to plot against the seven true kings who are united, it is enough to eliminate fatal risks in the plan."

Lu Changan smiled and started calculating with his fingers.

Mysterious and boundless eyes can discern the invisible web of destiny of heaven and earth. Countless numerological webs connect different causes and effects. Among them are Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng, as well as the seven true kings who are entangled in cause and effect.

He glimpses the undulating waves of the mysterious long river, predicts the trend of the river, the divergent paths in the future, and countless secret possibilities.

In the mysterious river, the fate and cause-effect lines of the seven true kings are also projected, with a chaotic interweaving of destiny that surpasses all creatures in the world.

Following Lu Changan's calculations, blurry scenes emerged at the end of the mysterious river, revealing many possibilities.

Lu Changan used his master-level divination skills to kill the lines in the plan that might harbor fatal risks and infinitely deflect those unfavorable destiny lines.

…

"Congratulations to Mr. Xiang Zhen! A fourth-level divination master is extremely rare anywhere in Tianheng Continent, and the number is far lower than that of the same level of immortal cultivators."

Jing Wufeng congratulated him aloud, with a little joy and an indescribable taste.

It is much more difficult for him to become a fourth-level divination master than to become a fourth-level formation mage, and he is even more unpopular and rare in the world of immortality.

However, this kind of thing cannot be envied. Divination not only consumes talent, but also reduces longevity, and suffers the consequences of destiny.

"I dare to ask Xiang Zhenjun, how much chance of winning can our plan improve now?"

Jing Wufeng asked expectantly.

Lu Changan pondered: "The seven Nascent Soul Heavenly Secrets have strong interference, especially the two mid-term giants. A certain company can only slightly increase its chances of winning and reduce risk variables."

"That's not bad."

Jing Wufeng thought to himself, at least the wait was not in vain.

Lu Changan said silently: Lu can only guarantee to eliminate his own fatal risks.

As for Jing Wufeng, the heavenly secrets were obscure and chaotic, and there were faintly hidden secrets of a higher level of destiny. He did not dare to easily divine the existence beyond his cognition.

Due to the loss of a lot of longevity, Lu Changan's mana was slightly lower than a year ago.

However, due to the bonus of the fourth-level divination, the odds of winning can be slightly increased.

…

A few days later.

Lu Changan chose the time and left the hidden underground river with Jing Wufeng.

It's also a coincidence.

As soon as the two left, two groups of men from the Seven Great Lords passed by the area one after another.

First came the solo group of True Lord Jin Kun, followed by the three Nascent Souls Nangong Xiu, True Lord Bawu, and True Lord Lingxue.

Not long after the Nangong Xiu trio left, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng followed from the side.

After reaching the fourth level of divination skills, Lu Changan has greatly improved in induction tracking, almost to the point of metaphysics.

After a year of tug-of-war, Lu Changan obtained too much media information, and the two sides were entangled in cause and effect.

"The two groups crossed through the same area and then separated for a period of time."

Lu Changan closed his eyes and made calculations for a moment.

His plan was to avoid the old monster Jin Kun and choose one of the teams in the early stage of Nascent Soul to attack.

At present, it seems that the group of Nangong Xiu's three great Nascent Souls in the early stage is stronger.

"Old Monster Jin Kun went to a remote place to take care of President Bai Gu and his wife. True Monarch Ming Shui began to lean towards the Nangong Xiu trio again."

Half a day later, Lu Changan opened his eyes, and his palms suddenly clenched into fists, seizing an opportunity.

"Are you sure you want to start today?"

"Although the timing is not perfect, the further we go, the more variables there are."

Lu Changan's tone was calm.

At least, he was sure that this shot would eliminate fatal risks, and he would be able to escape unscathed even if he failed.

"When will we do it?"

"Wait a moment longer. If the mid-stage Nascent Soul cannot provide quick assistance, the three early-stage Nascent Souls tracking the patrol may adopt a conservative strategy and not get entangled with us. It will also not be conducive to dealing with Zhenjun Mingshui in the future."

Lu Changan kept a distance from Jing Wufeng, quietly tracking and avoiding surrounding monsters and sensor-type restrictions.

…

"It will intersect with the area where True Monarch Ming Shui lives later."

Near a fragmented rift valley, Nangong Xiu and the others scanned around with their spiritual consciousness and used tracking techniques.

"Since Xiang Dalong came here, Jing Wufeng's style has changed drastically. In the past, he was unpredictable and attacked suddenly, which certainly put a lot of pressure on people. But now he acts so cautiously, and it is difficult to catch the tail."

True Monarch Lingxue's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her heart was tormented and waiting. She always felt that the opportunity to avenge her husband was getting further and further away.

Buzz!

At this time, the Bagua disk floating in her palm buzzed and trembled, and the pointer inside it jumped repeatedly in the southeast direction.

"Captured space fluctuations, abnormal mana is approaching."

The expressions of the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs were solemn, and their spiritual consciousness scanned them vigilantly.

In the hinterland of the ancient battlefield, the monks' spiritual consciousness was suppressed by the environment of heaven and earth.

Two auras of Nascent Soul Lord approached.

"Fairy Lingxue, Xiang knows that you are eager for revenge. But please don't be impatient. Eat your meal slowly and stuttering."

Among them, the man in white clothed in a ray of green light is the True Lord Evergreen, and he has an aura of vicissitudes of life.

On the other side, Jing Wufeng used the Space Escape Technique, and the figure in the green silk shirt was like a wisp of breeze, flickering in and out in an uncertain manner.

The three true kings looked at each other with joy in their hearts.

"Fellow Taoist Mingshui will arrive soon. The three of us join forces and look after each other. It won't be difficult to persevere."

Bawu Zhenjun communicated through voice messages, laughing boldly.

True Lord Lingxue clenched his silver teeth and suggested: "Master Bawu, can you block Xiang Dalong first? Jing Wufeng's space secret technique is weird, and my mysterious ice technique can help fellow Taoist Nangong to entangle him first."

"Forget it, I'll do my best."

Real Lord Bawu saw that Lord Lingxue was eager for revenge and reluctantly agreed.

He has a strong ability to protect himself, while True Lord Evergreen's attack is weaker than that of the mid-Nascent Soul stage. However, there are many people and there is no problem in dealing with True Lord Mingshui until True Lord Mingshui arrives.

The three true kings finished communicating in an instant.

Clang!

Nangong Xiu took the lead and slowly pulled out the ancient sword.

Suddenly, a shocking sword cut through the clouds of demonic energy. The red-green sword rainbow was unparalleled in strength, just like a thunderbolt passing through, striking the shallow layer of the void where Jing Wufeng was.

Puff puff boom!

That sword was like an extension of the long river of heaven and earth, its domineering power could shake the shallow layers of the void, forcing Jing Wufeng out, leaving him unable to hide. He could only push a silver-green umbrella-shaped ripple with both hands, retreating while neutralizing the power of the heavenly sword.

However, once Nangong Xiu's Heavenly Sword gained the upper hand, it would flow like an endless Milky Way, and its momentum would continue to accumulate.

"As expected of the descendant of Heavenly Sword! The strongest defense is offense."

When Lu Changan saw Jing Wufeng, who had been passively defensive for a while, he couldn't help but admire Nangong Xiu's strength. No wonder he was able to leapfrog the ranks and fight against the giants in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"Jing Wufeng!"

True Lord Lingxue's eyes were cold, and her slender fingers were making quick movements. Her white clothes were fluttering in the snow, and the sky was spinning around her, brewing terrifying mana fluctuations.

Ice soul true light!

A pillar-shaped cold light of ice crystals passed by like the Northern Lights. The mountains and forests where it passed were frozen, and everything was silent, blocking Jing Wufeng's retreat.

In the void where Jing Wufeng was, black ice condensed, and his body was pierced and shattered inch by inch.

"This bitch is still haunted!"

Jing Wufeng cursed and appeared from a hundred feet away. Frost condensed on the corners of his green shirt, and strong cold air penetrated, causing his blood to stagnate and his body to freeze.

Seeing that Jing Wufeng was a little stressed, Lu Changan was ready to respond.

"Mr. Evergreen, I said goodbye to you at the auction. I regret that I didn't come to have a 'discussion' with you."

A voice as loud as a lion came from the front.

Lord Bawu is wearing ancient black gold armor, with his feet in the void, and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. He does not resemble the fighting skills of an immortal cultivator, but looks like an ancient god general, attacking at close range.

As he approached, Bawu Zhenjun's body and thick magic armor expanded together, turning into a six-foot-tall demon general. The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand stirred up three-color waves of flames, making his voice terrifying.

"Melee combat method?"

Without thinking, Lu Changan used the Wood Escape Technique, and a green light flashed and appeared in the weeds in the distance.

At the same time as they distanced themselves, the puppet army formation was set up.

Lu Changan sacrificed the [Dragon Wooden Staff], which turned into a blood-colored dragon shadow hovering, and a seventy-eight-foot-long wooden pillar that reached the sky and swept across to attack Zhenjun Bawu.

"Bah!"

There was disdain in Zhenjun Bawu's eyes, and he shook his arm covered with magic armor, and with his big magic-marked hand that was ready for fourth-level body refining, he violently picked up the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand.

The relatively small Lord Ba Wu actually lifted the [Dragon Wood Staff] into the air and blocked it with ease.

The three-color wave flames on the blade were turbulent and domineering, eroding along the flying [Dragon Wood Staff], trying to bite back the master Lu Changan.

"It would be unreasonable for you, a mere person, to want to stop a certain family."

Lu Changan opened his mouth and spat out a stream of evergreen true fire, which fell on the [Dragon Wooden Staff]. The green light from the staff's body swelled up, dispersing the three-color wave flames, and shot it back even more fiercely.

At the same time, the huge crystal light beam produced by the combined attack of the puppet army flashed with electric arc and hit Zhenjun Bawu head-on.

"Younger juniors, don't be arrogant!"

Bawu Zhenjun shouted angrily, and a stream of black gold light swayed from the magic armor on his body. He wielded a three-pointed two-edged sword with both hands, and as if facing a powerful enemy, he withstood the double blows of the [Dragon Wood Staff] and the puppet array.

Peng!

The six-foot-long demon-armored body shook violently, and with a groan, it used the force to flip in the air and fly backwards for a hundred feet, barely blocking the attack.