A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 804: Fa-Rectification (2)

The flying sword flickered.

The centipede thought it was tricky, and after being stabbed again, it simply opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of poisonous gas.

How severe the toxicity is, Lu Li has the best say!

In fact, these filthy auras are not only as simple as being sacrificed in the body for thousands of years, in addition, the old demon will usually actively absorb the poison secreted by poison barriers, yin evil spirits, and other monsters.

In other words.

They are killer moves condensed by gathering all the poisonous things in the world.

Just a light spray can easily turn a village into a ghost, to the point of darkness!

And Taoist supernatural powers and magic weapons will also be restrained to a certain extent.

Sure enough, after the ordinary flying sword collided with the poisonous mist, its precious light dimmed instantly, its spirituality was greatly damaged, and it became no different from ordinary things.

Now, is there a time for this?

The sky thundered.

Only Gao Qian's killing sword conceived from the yellow leather gourd was still flying in the air, leaving afterimages of elusive trajectories to frighten the old demon.

Even so, Lu Li still read the word "distressed" from his face. After all, the magic weapon has spirits, even if it is not afraid of the poisonous mist for a while, it will eventually be polluted a little bit, and eventually lead to no spirituality.

So, Lu Li took the initiative to say:

"I come."

As soon as the words fell, Duke, who presided over the Leifa formation, couldn't help frowning. He really came to the north this time to help the field, but he became an assistant in the end. One can imagine the loss in his heart.

Of course, in the eyes of Pudu Cihang, he is as hateful as Lu Li. This thunder method is upright and upright. It specializes in restraining evil spirits.

Under the bombardment of thunder after thunder, its torso was scorched and fragile, and its demon power was also greatly consumed.

"It's good that you are in charge of the formation. The old demon is only seriously injured now. When it is about to die, it will definitely use all kinds of methods to suppress the bottom of the box. If it is caught off guard, mentally or unintentionally, it may really let this beast take advantage of it..."

"Furthermore, the thousand-year-old centipede is nothing more than a thousand-year-old centipede, so there's no need for Brother Du to take action. It's time for you to show your skills when you deal with the giant of the ten thousand-year-old monster clan called Heishan."

Lu Li was half joking.

Then, without getting an answer, he rushed forward with bezoar powder in his mouth.

Compared with the giant centipede, Lu Li in normal state was as inconspicuous as an ant.

below.

Duke restrained himself.

As Lu Li said, there is no need to compete for a thousand-year-old centipede, and this is not a formal exam. When dealing with the Wannian Black Mountain, there is no need to call, everyone has to work hard.

Ten thousand years of Taoism!

Counting from the Xia Dynasty, the oldest dynasty in China, it is only four thousand years.

Even a pig, after living for so long, would become extremely troublesome, not to mention that it was a shadowy mountain with deep heels.

However, the distraction was the distraction. Under the auspices of Duke, the thunder formation became more and more terrifying. Dozens of thunderbolts fell, but the old demon was still not killed. God seemed to be angry.

The clouds rolled violently.

A dazzling thunder light descended again.

Pudu Cihang was terrified, it had a premonition that Lei Fa, as an introduction, seemed to have brought forward his Dragon Transformation Tribulation!

If he absorbs Fu Tianchou's blood essence and adjusts to the full state, this catastrophe will not be so difficult.

But now it has a broken body, only half of its body is left, and its carapace is also in tatters, but the scenes imagined in the past are like a reminder.

It estimates that the probability of resisting this dragon transformation disaster and being able to soar into the sky is definitely less than 50%, and this 50% is still based on the fact that the besiegers give up.

But Lu Li will give the old demon a chance?

Concentrate your breath, and use the cloud climbing technique to jump onto the centipede spirit without a sound.

The Dragon Pattern Yanling Saber is out of its sheath again!

In an instant, Pudu Cihang, who was distracted from resisting the thunder cloud, felt a sense of crisis. Relying on instinct, it quickly shortened its body and reduced the exposed area.

Stab it!

There was a tooth-piercing stabbing sound.

At the same time, green blood and poisonous gas spewed out rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the rocks and forests in the affected area below were either rotten or withered, and some unlucky beasts turned into puddles of puddles.

They are also constantly eroding the Dragon Pattern Knife. The old demon really hated this dragon-specific weapon. Instead of struggling to get rid of the attack, he tried to use a steady stream of filth to deprive it of its spirituality.

It's a pity that Lu Li's Yanling Saber is not comparable to those previous weapons. It is an imperial gift that has been passed down for a hundred years.

To be honest, even if there is no official appraisal, he is still sure that the quality of this weapon has reached the epic level, and it is at least a line stronger than the iron horse halberd brought out from the Three Kingdoms world, made of god stone powder and hundreds of refined cold iron .

Therefore, no matter how Pudu Cihang bleeds, he still can't pollute the spirituality of the Dragon Pattern Saber.

Not only that, the old demon is purely stealing chickens and not losing money. It is about to transform into a dragon, and it was struck by lightning before, and its blood has been getting closer to a real dragon. For this knife, it is simply a great supplement.

When Pudu Cihang realized that the situation was wrong and was about to stop, the Dragon Pattern Saber seemed to have taken root in his back, and he couldn't shake it off. He greedily absorbed the poisonous dragon's blood and actively strengthened himself.

Seeing the power of the saber, Lu Li was stunned for a long time, he seemed to have become a soy saucer——

After breath adjustment, with bezoar powder in his mouth, he silently evaded the poisonous miasma, and then inserted the weapon into the body of the centipede essence, so he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

"Fazhang, how do you feel?"

Looking at Pudu Cihang, which had shrunk to only a few feet long, Lu Li came back to his senses and teased.

"..."

No voice answered.

The old demon who was best at tongue-spreading lotus flowers turned off the flame, feeling a section of limbs shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was afraid, it was terrified, it had never seen such a terrifying weapon.

why?

How can there be such a powerful weapon in the world that specifically restrains dragon species?

Where did this group of guys with profound knowledge and endless methods come from?

Why did no one jump out to stop me when I was in charge of state affairs, causing chaos in the world, and sucking the blood of civil and military officials, but now that I am about to succeed, there are so many blockers suddenly appearing!

There was a shrill scream, hoarse and crazy, but lost the sound of the dragon chant.

Purdue Cihang took the initiative to cut off the torso, and the already mutilated body lost a large portion, and it burrowed into the ground between breaths.

The earth movement technique came in handy!

Lu Li frowned, and just as he was about to escape, he heard three voices next to his ears:

"Pointing to the ground into steel!"

"Pointing to the ground into steel!"

Three strange forces appeared at the same time, and the land with a radius of several miles was immediately imprisoned, as hard as meteorite from the sky. The centipede that was fleeing quickly was at ease, and was about to approach Pengcheng. Suddenly, it was imprisoned, and a limb could not move. no.

"Fazhang, why didn't you run away?"

"In my opinion, it's better to accept the robbery obediently and go to the land of reincarnation, so that everyone can rest easy."

As he spoke, the knife light flew out and plunged straight into the ground.

A puddle of golden dragon blood sprayed out, completely different from the stinky green blood in the torso, because it came from Pudu Cihang's head, where there were dragon horns, almost no different from a real dragon.

Thank you for your concern, I am out of danger for the time being, but the old man has too many underlying diseases, such as pneumonia, cerebral infarction, atrial fibrillation, alas, let’s take it one step at a time, after all, in his 80s, doctors dare not perform surgery, there is no way.

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