Fourth, use your example as bait and spicy hands, drain blood and turn to the current conspiracy
In the ancient vine secret realm, Li Muxuan walked cautiously, looking at the environment around him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The secret realm was dimly lit, and dragon vines were overgrown everywhere. Just looking at the criss-crossing huge rattans and dark cyan vine skins, you can know that the dragon vines here have gone through countless years and are full of vicissitudes.
The "land" under his feet has a peculiar toughness in the looseness, Li Muxuan grabbed a handful and rubbed it vigorously, and found that they were actually vines that had died and decayed for countless years, turning into the appearance of soil, and they still exuded the smell of grass and trees when rubbing.
"This is really the world of the dragon vine! After countless years, is there a dragon vine that has produced spirituality here? ā
Li Muxuan thought for a moment: "Even if there were once demon cultivators or gods who had become spirits of plants and trees, after the monks found out about this, they would have been killed, right?" ā
Thinking like this in his heart, Li Muxuan slowly walked into the depths of the secret realm, walking through the ancient vines and vines with great lightness, and seemed to be completely integrated into the environment.
This secret realm was so great that more than sixty monks scattered into it as if water had fallen into the sea. Except for the first two quarters of an hour, Li Muxuan had entered the secret realm for three hours, and he had not met another monk.
"It seems that the other monks have gone into hiding. In this ancient vine secret realm, the wood system in the Five Elements Spiritual Qi has become incredibly thick, and it has even produced a powerful suppression of several other genera. The two monks who are proficient in the wood genus not only have a big advantage in the fighting method, but even when they are hidden, they are also without a trace! ā
Knowing this, Li Muxuan did not stop, and kept running and moving, on the one hand, he wanted to find the Dragon King Fruit, and on the other hand, he also used himself as bait to attract the monks of the Wang family who might be hiding nearby to deal with him.
Although there are not too many restrictions on the trial, the two monks who enter will not form a large-scale group, at most they will form a small team of two or three people, and more will act alone.
At this time, Wang Boxin was alone, crouching under a dense vine leaf, waiting for an opportunity.
He has the cultivation of the later stage of foundation building, and his body of wood exercises makes him perfectly hidden, like an inconspicuous withered vine. Who can notice a dead vine in the world of the dragon vine?
Even if others swept through with their divine senses, as long as it wasn't a close-up, preoccupied glance, it would be impossible to find him, this was Wang Boxin's self-confidence!
He has already participated in the Thang Long Festival three times, and he is full of experience and confidence. He knew very well that every time the Dragon Ascending Society was held, there were many monks from the two families who couldn't hold their breath and foreign monks who thought very highly of themselves, and they wandered around at the beginning, trying to find the Dragon King Fruit and ascend to the sky in one step.
"The secret realm is so big, there are only a few dragon king fruits, and the dragon king fruits can only be distinguished by the naked eye, if you want to find them, you are really looking for a needle in a haystack. And only newcomers and foreign monks have such thoughts, thinking that their fate has come? An experienced old man like him would first designate an area as a 'territory', slowly looking for the Dragon King Fruit, and waiting for the opportunity to hunt others. ā
"Tough times are yet to come!" Wang Boxin thought in his heart, hiding his body more thoroughly.
Suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes: there was a He family guest, who was the monk who followed the ancestor of the He family before the conference, passing not far away; Look at this trend, it will pass just above him!
"With such fanfare, I really don't know whether to live or die! Even if you have endless means, teach you to drink and hate on the spot! ā
Wang Boxin ran the mana in his body to the limit, but he didn't show a trace on the surface, just waiting for the moment when the person passed directly above him, and burst out!
Near, closer......
Wang Boxin's heart gradually opened with joy, as if he saw the scene where he succeeded in a sneak attack and this person was killed with one blow.
"I'm going to let you not even have a chance to admit defeat, just die!" Wang Boxin made up his mind, just wait for this person to take two more steps forward, which is his death!
"Phew!"
The fire is blazing!
Just before Wang Boxin was about to launch, a line of fire flew!
"Impossible!" Wang Boxin shouted in his heart, but he couldn't summon a cyan flying sword to deal with it.
The fire sword is like a terrifying dragon, instantly entangled in the green wood flying sword, and the sixteen rune seeds change vertically and horizontally, dancing and extremely flexible, and powerful!
Wang Boxin pinched the sword technique, but his swordsmanship, which was still excellent on weekdays, was a little staggered at this time, and he looked clumsy and clumsy in this fight, and he was useless.
Wang Boxin's envoy is the Wang family's "standard magic weapon", which is all taken from the dragon vine, these different parts, the spirit vine of different years, after repeated soaking, hardening, mixing, injecting spirit, and finally formed by secret methods, refining into all kinds of magic weapons, all of which are wood.
These magic weapons are not known for their power, but they are cheap, endless, and malleable, and have basically become the best choice for low-level wood cultivators, bringing huge wealth to the Wang and He families, and also bringing great prestige to Panlongling.
But how could this kind of mass-produced wood-based magic sword be able to compete with the spirit treasure carefully refined by the Yunshui Dao people? How can the Wang family's little-known sword method fight against the Taiyi splitting light that has been inherited by the Yuqing Sect for countless years?
"Dingding......
With six clear sounds in a row, the fire sword in the air seized the opportunity, and with six skillful combos, the cyan flying sword was knocked into the air alive, stiffened, and scattered most of the mana, and then the sparks fluttered, directly taking Wang Boxin!
Wang Boxin was so shocked that he had to take another wooden shield the size of a skull, throw it casually, and the wind would rise, resisting the fire sword.
Wang Boxin ran two magic weapons at the same time, both of which were performed with all his might, even with his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, he felt a little difficult, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.
"Looking at the cultivation of the person in front of him, it is only in the early stage of foundation building! Even if I am defeated, it will not be a problem to hold on for a while under strict defense, just see if it is my brother who comes, or whether the monk of his family arrives first! ā
Wang Boxin thought in his heart, even he didn't realize that he didn't know that he didn't think he could win anymore, although he was in the late stage of foundation building, and his opponent was in the early stage of foundation building......
Li Muxuan stood quietly and looked at Wang Boxin, who was strictly guarded, and was cold.
He stood at the end of a half-withered and half-glorious vine, and with a slight thought, the fire sword fought with the wooden sword and the wooden shield with ease, although he was one against two, but he was not inferior at all, but firmly suppressed the two magic weapons!
With a raised sword eyebrow, Li Muxuan stepped out of his right foot and disappeared in an instant!
In the same place, a cyan poisonous snake emerged from the vine and bit into the air!
Immediately, a palm as white as jade appeared from the void, directly pinched the poisonous snake seven inches, and suddenly exerted force!
"Bang!"
A crisp and neat roar came out, and the green snake suddenly shattered from seven inches, exploding into a blood mist!
Li Muxuan moved slightly, and a strange rune flashed in the exploding blood mist, which was the sign of the Filthy God's blood!
"Ahh
With the sound of pain, behind the giant vine dozens of steps away, a figure suddenly appeared, hugging his head and wailing!
Li Muxuan flashed up, but saw that this monk in the middle stage of foundation building was still injured by his soul and had no power to resist.
There seemed to be a piece of blood spreading in his mind, Li Muxuan's heavenly body was about to move, and the wound on his cheek was also slightly itchy:
"Whew!"
A dull light sound: Mu Xuan pointed into a knife, slashed it gently, and the monk who hugged his head and screamed miserably led his head and led his hands, one into four sections!
"No, Sister Lian!" Wang Boxin, who was not far away, let out a howl like a trapped beast, and suddenly burst out with all his mana, and at the expense of physical injury, he trapped the fire sword with his sword and shield, and flew towards Li Muxuan!
It wasn't until this moment that Li Muxuan discovered that the flying head was actually a woman's face. At this moment, her delicate face is full of pain and fear, distorted and ugly!
Wang Boxin, who was flying in mid-air, was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his face was like a demon, and he was desperately rushing towards Li Muxuan, with a posture of wanting to drag him to the end.
Li Muxuan's heart was cold, joyless and sorrowful, the fire sword that was trapped in place disappeared in an instant, and he fled directly to Wang Boxin's back not far away, ready to go!
Wang Boxin was grief-stricken and indignant, ignoring the sharpness and heat coming from behind him, staring at Li Muxuan with blood-red eyes, as if he was going to devour him alive!
"No matter how unwilling you are, what's the use? I have also been desperate and unwilling, and asked the whole world for the reason, but what can I do if God is ruthless and humanity is cruel? ā
Li Muxuan turned this thought in his heart, no longer hesitated, and the fire sword stabbed in response, bringing up a golden light!
"Die!"
At this time, Wang Boxin was already less than five feet away from Li Muxuan, only to hear him roar, and his chest exploded! But a blood-colored nail shot out of his chest and disappeared in a flash!
Li Muxuan's heart was alarmed, and the body of the Heavenly Evil was as smart as electricity:
I saw him suddenly turn backwards, and the iron bridge crossed the river! At the same time, put both hands together, clamp the tail end of the blood nail between millimeters, and push it back, and penetrate the blood nail with a length of more than two inches in the palm into the thick rattan behind him!
One blow missed, Wang Boxin's face was like ashes, but he still mustered up the last glimmer of hope, regardless of the blood rain gushing in his chest, he continued to pounce on Li Muxuan, who was facing the sky on his back, and his whole body was surging with the last mana, wanting to fight to the death!
Li Muxuan had a thought in his heart, pulled out the castrated blood nail with his backhand, jumped up with a carp, drew a half-arc with his right arm, twisted his wrist, rubbed the blood nail with his middle finger, index finger, and thumb, and threw it suddenly!
With the blessing of the great power of the Heavenly Evil Body, the blood nail that was only an inch left directly pierced Wang Boxin's right hand in front of his face, and nailed it into Wang Boxin's cheek unabated, with a muffled sound, blood splashed!
Li Muxuan flashed sideways, looking at Wang Boxin's head planted on the vine in front of him, and his vitality was cut off. A deep hole appeared between his eyebrows, his brow bones were shattered, and his eyes were gushing with blood......
The blood nails that penetrate into the body and disappear, the power does not stop there:
I saw a dark black glow rising from Wang Boxin's corpse, and in a moment, his entire corpse turned into a pool of black-red pus, and even sneered at the erosion of rattans!
At this time, a blue light flashed, neutralizing and purifying the pus, and it no longer had the power of corrosion.
The blue light lasted only a few breaths before disappearing. Although this piece of blue light did not have the slightest intention of attacking Li Muxuan, Li Muxuan still sensitively sensed a deep chill from it.
"This blue light must have been sent by Wang Qingxuan, who was watching the audience. Because the head of the He family was by his side, and in front of countless monks who watched the ceremony, he couldn't make a move on me, but he must have hated me very much in his heart? ā
Li Muxuan thought in his heart: "A late-stage foundation building with supernatural abilities, and a mid-stage foundation building who is good at concealing and raising spirit snakes, are also outstanding in the Wang family, right?" Now know that the heartache is true? There are still four and a half days to go! ā
With an indifference in his heart, Li Muxuan stayed in place for tea time again, and no monk appeared.
Taking one last look at the messy battlefield, Li Muxuan shook his sleeves, as if he wanted to brush away the dust that did not exist on his body, and then turned around and left, disappearing into the vast sea of vines......