After Lu Jing returned to the dungeon, he immediately prepared to repair, fine-tune and transform the large array in the dungeon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info update the fastest The big array in the dungeon is more complicated than the "Thousand Blades Devouring Spirit Great Array" that he has comprehended, if it weren't for the time that has passed too long, most of the formation base has been damaged, resulting in full of loopholes, and Lu Jing has no way to start, and now that the damage is almost done, it will be much easier for Lu Jing to make some fine-tuning and transformation.

If you want to repair and renovate, you must have an in-depth understanding of the formation, Lu Jing spent four days studying the large array of the underground palace little by little, and gradually understood the function of this large array, which is a large array that gathers spirits, locks spirits, and defenses.

At this time, he understood why the six lakes and three hills above the ground were so different from those recorded in the treasure map, because the aura in them had been plundered by the large array hidden in the underground palace.

Even, at the base of the formation, he found eight medium-sized spirit veins, but these eight medium-sized spirit veins were about to dry up and collapse.

"Who the hell is such a loser?" Lu Jing's half-step divine sense observed the eight spiritual veins that were about to collapse under the formation base, his face was full of pain, and his heart was dripping blood. Eight spiritual veins, they were actually destroyed like this.

There is an old saying in the world of cultivating immortals: spars are valuable, and spiritual veins are priceless.

If the spar is the wealth and nutrition of a sect, then the spiritual vein is the blood of a sect. Without the spars, although it has a great impact on the monks, at least they can still cultivate, but if there is no spiritual vein, the spiritual energy will be exhausted, and then the end of the monks will come.

Therefore, no matter which sect it is, it will regard the spiritual vein as the foundation of the inheritance, and will never do anything to damage the spiritual vein unless it is absolutely necessary, and moreover, it will also frantically search for and transfer the spiritual vein everywhere.

Eight medium-sized spiritual veins are precious to that force. If it is placed in the outside world, eight ownerless medium-sized spirit veins are even enough to trigger a bloody battle among several large sects.

But what did Lu Jing see? Someone actually detained eight medium-sized spiritual veins, just to provide spiritual power for the big array, this is no longer a big deal, but a luxury, a loser, and it is simply too much of a loser.

"Hey, these eight spiritual veins are hopeless." Lu Jing saw the cracks like spider webs all over the eight spiritual veins through his half-step divine sense, and sensed the rich decaying aura in the eight spiritual veins, and couldn't help but sigh. If there was the slightest possibility, he wanted to save these eight spiritual veins and then notify the sect. It's a pity that it's really damaged and decayed.

He knew that this was caused by the fact that the Great Array of the Dungeon Palace had been extracting spiritual energy from the spiritual veins without interruption for nearly 10,000 years, and although the spiritual veins had the ability to repair themselves, they could not withstand the endless absorption of light sources for such a long time.

"However, it's okay, I was still thinking about how to deal a heavy blow to the True One Sect, but now that I have these eight spirit veins, it will be much easier."

A fierce light flashed in Lu Jing's eyes, and he immediately took action.

Derivation, calculation, repair, transformation...... In five days, Lu Jing used up all the materials he had scavenged in the past, re-refined a set of formation bases, and on the basis of the original dungeon array, combined with some of the mysteries of the "Green Fang Slaughter Array" and "Thousand Blades Spirit Devouring Array", he completely transformed the dungeon great array into a big killing array, and it was also a big killing array with eight medium-sized spiritual veins as the source of power.

"That should be enough for them to drink a pot."

Lu Jing sneered, shook his body, and then left the dungeon again.

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"How can this be reasonable, does the real sect regard Yunmeng Daze as theirs, why is the import and export of Yunmeng Daze stuck? Why are we being searched? The most hateful thing is that once they go in and out, they actually have to hand over a hundred spars, why don't they grab them? ”

"Hmph, how can there be such a fast hedron. However, the other sects are powerful, even if we know that they are bullying, what can we do! ”

"Come on, you two, obediently hand over the spar, don't complain so much, if you let the disciples of the True One Sect hear it, it will be miserable. Yesterday, there was a monk who complained a few words, but was heard by a monk of the True One Sect, and finally died a miserable death, and was killed by more than 300 swords. ”

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Near an entrance and exit, many monks who came to Yunmeng Daze to adventure looked at a dozen arrogant disciples of the True One Sect with hatred, if the disciples of the True One Sect just checked and let them go, then it would be fine, but, in the past few days, the disciples of the True One Sect actually began to put away the "travel expenses", and asked for a hundred spars per person, how could these monks not hate?

Not every monk can be like Lu Jing, who can take out hundreds or even thousands of spars at will, for most monks, the total net worth is only one or two thousand spars, and it hurts to hand over a hundred spars to the real sect for nothing at once.

At this moment, everyone saw a black-clothed young man swaggering from a distance, as if he hadn't seen the dozen or so True One Sect disciples guarding the town, and was about to fly over the heads of those True One Sect disciples.

"It's over, why is this person so reckless, although a hundred spars are a lot, but no matter how many spars there are, how can they compare to life?"

The young man in black was naturally Lu Jing, and when everyone saw that he was about to fly directly above the disciples of the True One Sect, they all thought that he was going to die for the spar, so everyone looked at him with pity.

"Hehe, it seems that it is not enough to kill one yesterday, there are still people who are lucky, it seems that you waste will not be allowed to see what torture is, you don't know what it is to be afraid." A mean-looking True One Sect disciple sneered and flew in front of Lu Jing and said contemptuously, "Say, how do you want to die?" ”

"Dead? What if I don't want to die? Lu Jing said quietly.

"Don't want to die? Then pay a thousand spars. The disciple of the True One Sect who spoke thought that Lu Jing was scared, so he blatantly blackmailed him.

"A thousand spars? Okay, I'll give it to you! A hint of coldness flashed in Lu Jing's eyes, but he nodded obediently.

"No, 1,000 spars is not enough, you just offended the dignity of our true sect, and you must get 10,000 spars to atone for your sins." That disciple of the True One Sect didn't expect Lu Jing to agree to his "blackmail" so easily, he was slightly stunned for a while, and then he was greedy in his heart, he estimated in his heart that Lu Jing might be the son of a small force or the Xiuxian family, he hadn't seen much of the world, and he was scared when he was frightened, so he decided to blackmail a lot of money.

"Ten thousand spars?" Lu Jing seemed to have a look of embarrassment on his face, but finally nodded and said, "Okay, 10,000 is 10,000!" ”

"What?"

The audience below was speechless when they saw that Lu Jing was really going to give 10,000 spars to that disciple of the True One Sect, they thought that Lu Jing was a stunned young man who wanted money and didn't want to die, but they didn't expect Lu Jing to be a coward who was easily "scared".

"Damn, I didn't expect Cheng Feng's luck to be so good, he met a coward, and he actually extorted 10,000 spars so easily."

"No, this 10,000 spar can't be swallowed by Cheng Feng alone, and we also have to share it."

"Yes, those who see it have a share."

The disciples of the True One Sect, who was originally watching the play, were also red-eyed at this time.

"Quick, quick, give me 10,000 crystals immediately, or I'll take your life right now."

In the sky, after hearing that Lu Jing had agreed to hand over 10,000 spars to him, a disciple of the True One Sect named Cheng Feng immediately flew in front of Lu Jing and urged.

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

Lu Jing said, suddenly turned his hand and took out the Bingli Sword, and stabbed at Cheng Feng in an instant with lightning speed. Lu Jing's strength far surpassed Cheng Feng, and Cheng Feng was defenseless, so he was directly stabbed by Lu Jing's sword, only to hear a pop, and the Bingli sword passed through Cheng Feng's chest, and a puddle of blood splashed high.

"You ......"

Cheng Feng looked at Bingli Sword passing through his chest in disbelief, he never thought that Lu Jing would dare to kill him, so he said a word and completely lost his breath.

"He—he killed that True One Sect disciple?"

Originally, I thought that Lu Jing was a cowardly person, but this time I was dumbfounded.

The disciples of the True One Sect below were also stunned, they were still thinking about how to share the account with Cheng Feng, but in the end, they saw such a scene.