In the distance, the pitch-black beast tide attracted everyone's attention. Whether it was the Spirit Sword Cultivators who had escaped death, or the fierce Second Turning Dragon Jiao, they all focused their attention on the distance, turning a blind eye to the enemies that were close to them.

Most of the spirits that make up the beast tide are not very strong, but the beast tide in the sky swept all the way from the distant horizon, and the demonic energy that rushed to the sky even shook away the dense clouds rolled up by the dragon Jiao. It's just that there is no sunlight after the clouds disperse, and the blue sky is covered by the demonic aura of thousands of spirits, turning into a terrible blood color, which makes people shudder.

With such ferocity, no one can theoretically face this wave head-on. But just in front of the beast tide, Wang Lu stepped on the Kunshan sword and laughed wildly with ease. Behind him, seven or eight monstrous beasts were opening their mouths to bite, claw slamming, or spitting flames and acid mist...... But he never hurt Wang Lu in the slightest.

Seeing this situation, Ouyang Shang's eyes widened, and his always smart and ever-changing mind stagnated slightly......

How the hell did this guy do it? And he's dead!?

After a few days of getting along, Ouyang Shang had long known that although Wang Lu was good at offense and defense, he was short in speed, and he couldn't do this kind of work of seducing spirits in theory, because there were too many spirits faster than him...... But now it seems that he seems to have hidden quite a lot of strength before, because at this time, his sword speed is so fast, even Ouyang Shang, who is known for his speed, is ashamed of himself!

The offensive and defensive speed is so powerful, Wang Lu is simply inhuman!

But the next moment, Ouyang Shang's eyes widened, and he even exclaimed: "Damn, it's like this!?" ”

His meticulous eyesight allowed him to see through the truth of Wang Lu's astonishing speed. It turned out that whenever the spirit behind Wang Lu attacked, Wang Lu would stretch out a finger just right, counter it head-on with the Phaseless Sword Qi, and then use the anti-shock force to sprint forward. Behind him are countless spirits, the first to face the storm of attacks at all times, and he firmly supports the Phaseless Sword Fence, not only can he protect himself, but also can use the impact to maintain the head of the team, and drag the army of spirits behind him to his heart's content.

However...... Playing this kind of trick in front of the beast tide is simply a dance on a tightrope, and if you accidentally break through the sword fence, Wang Lu will die without a place to be buried! But he really dared to play like this, and he did!

However, before he could think about it, Wang Lu had already led the beast tide to rush over. Ouyang Shang immediately led his junior brothers and sisters to flash to the side, so as not to be affected by the pond fish. And even if Fuquan Longjiao had the heart to stop it, he didn't dare to be distracted to break the tortoiseshell array at this time, under the impact of this berserk beast tide, the only thing he could do was to keep his hometown.

The next moment, the dragon Jiao looked up to the sky and roared, and the lake under his body rose in response, soaring into the sky, and in an instant, it was like a heavenly river hanging upside down, and the water curtain covered the sky and the sun.

However, the Fuquan water is finally endless, and under the manpower of Long Jiao, it continues to extend and expand to the upper part of the lake, and after a while, the lake water is thin as mist, and the water mist in the Fuquan Valley is thick.

Then, at the moment when the beast tide rushed, the fog dispersed, and the valley returned to its original clarity, but at the same time...... Long Jiao also disappeared, along with his hometown Fuquan, and disappeared without a trace!

Wang Lu, who took the lead in pulling the train, was taken aback, but he didn't dare to slow down his movements, and continued to push up the Wuxiang Sword Circle, leading the beast tide to sweep at high speed from Fuquan's original position and fly into the distance.

But he knew in his heart that this earth-destroying blow had not had an effect, and Long Jiao had already fled.

"Mirage, what a powerful illusion!"

In the distance, Ouyang Shang praised softly.

Long Jiao's spell launched at the last moment, he saw it all, and quickly deciphered the mystery, it is also simple, it is nothing more than the introduction of the water level of the blessed spring, coupled with the spiritual power of the leylines that have been entrenched here for many years, launched an astonishing scale of water phase illusion, hid his hometown, and misled the beast tide to rush to other places...... This magic technique is also subtle in the eyes of human monks, and it is most likely the life-saving skill that this cunning and cautious dragon Jiao has arranged here for many years. As soon as it was cast, those irrational spirits were suddenly attacked.

If the tide of tens of millions of beasts was deliberately targeting Long Jiao, they might be able to remain unmoved, but their target was Wang Lu after all......

Seeing that this train king's tactics could not work, Wang Lu took out a heavenly talisman from the mustard seed bag after a little relaxation, shook it away with a shake of his hand, and the next moment his figure disappeared without a trace - he had transformed the spirit rune in his hand before setting off, and changed the gathering place to another safe place.

And the Heavenly Beast Tide suddenly lost its target, and the power of the Spirit Sword Heavenly Fu was far stronger than these spirits, and they had no way to track it at all. And these irrational spirits begin to kill each other after losing their purpose...... It left a bloody storm in the sky before it gradually dissipated.

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While the beast tides were fighting each other, Wang Lu had already joined Ouyang Shang at the agreed place.

"Ha Luha, are you cool!?"

Listening to Wang Lu's laughter, Ouyang Shang also smiled back: "I am happy and convinced." ”

Originally, I was going to ask if he was injured or something, but look like this...... Even if he was secretly injured, he didn't want people to know, right? So Ouyang Shang simply stopped asking and directly expressed his admiration.

Whether it is the unphased sword enclosure of the hard-topped beast tide, or the unbridled imagination and courage that dares to plan this action...... Wang Ludu has already shown his otherworldliness.

"It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves." Ouyang Shang sighed with emotion, as the elder brother of the golden generation, his strength and quality were already the best among the monks of the same generation in Kyushu, but this Wang Lu seemed to be better than himself...... The future of the Spirit Sword Sect is really exciting!

Listening to Ouyang's praise, Wang Lu smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in pushing men - if Brother Ouyang is willing to change your body or something, then you can consider it." ”

"......" Ouyang Shang was silent for a moment, then changed the subject, "How did you seduce those spirits out of the mountain?" Can it be repeated? ”

According to Ouyang Shang's previous understanding of the Savage Land, there are many spirits here, but it is very rare to have a certain amount of wisdom like the Second Turning Dragon Jiao. Most spirits, despite their strength, only act on instinct, and are not much different from mortal beasts. Therefore, the Savage Land has not established a decent civilization for thousands of years, just like a wasteland, and the name of the Savage Land is derived from this.

By the way, in stark contrast to Dongli Prefecture and Tiannan Prefecture. Both states have many kingdoms founded by spirits, which have been developed over thousands of years and are at peace with humans.

Of course, if it weren't for this, the Spirit Sword Sect would not have sent more than a hundred disciples into the Barbarian Land to practice in actual combat - entering a mature civilization territory and killing would be a great taboo for the Ten Thousand Immortals League. The characteristics of the Savage Land allow the golden generation to exert their strength to the fullest, to put it to the extreme, if they have the ability to directly erase the Savage Land from the Kyushu Continent with the Immortal Destruction Method, it is also their ability - the Savage Land is under the jurisdiction of the Spirit Sword Sect according to the practice for a long time, and what the Spirit Sword Monks do in the Wild Land is the internal affairs of the sect. But on the other hand, it also makes the cultivation in the wilderness land step by step crisis, and there is basically no safe place. Any spirit that passes by can attack them, and the nerves of vigilance will always be tense, and the summit of the mountain where they were briefly stationed is a very rare safe place.

At the same time, most of the spirits in the Wild Land have a strong sense of territory, and usually just stick to their own territory, and they will not easily invade other places if they are not allowed to invade by outsiders, so Long Jiao did not think about pursuing it at all after being provoked for the first time, once Ouyang Shang and the others escaped from the territory of Fuquan, Long Jiao would stop at the right time.

Therefore, Ouyang Shang was very strange, how could Wang Lu gather so many spirits and pull them out of his lair.

"Ha Luha, pulling hatred is my unique skill, isn't it too easy to incite a group of brainless spirits, okay?"

Ouyang Shang asked with interest, "How to do it?" ”

"Well, I'm afraid that the specific method will cause discomfort to the listener, so I suggest that it is better not to listen to it." Wang Lu grinned, but the two rows of snow-white teeth looked slightly hideous.

Ouyang Shang was stunned when he heard this, but then a trace of inspiration had vaguely appeared in his mind.

What would you do if you switched to yourself? Let the spirits go beyond the instincts of the conservative territory to hunt them down, then...... It's mostly the hatred of killing his wife and killing his son, right? And then most of the beasts that are being chased and killed today seem to have cubs...... That's it, this question is indeed as Wang Lu said, it's better not to think too much.

"In short, thanks to your action this time, the whole army was not wiped out. But if I am frightened by your beast tide, I am afraid that no matter how provoked we are, that dragon Jiao will not easily step out of the blessed spring again. ”

Wang Lu smiled again: "I have considered this problem before, and it is not difficult to solve." You see, the blessed spring is not stagnant water, the water source does not come out of thin air, as long as we release poison upstream, we will not worry about forcing them. ”

Ouyang Shang touched his chin: "But ordinary toxins can't help the Black Dragon Jiao, which is famous for its poison, right?" What's more, Fuquan is their base camp, and the ability to purify water is always there. ”

"So it is not demanding that poisoning must be effective, as long as it can provoke the other party, it is the same."

Ouyang Shang frowned when he heard this: "I said, you don't want to throw ...... into other people's water."

Wang Lu Ha said with a smile: "It is worthy of Senior Brother Ouyang, we just have a tacit understanding, I really think so - throw into the Fuquan water!" ”

“……”

"You see, our Fuquan strategy will last for at least eight months, and during this period, the junior brothers and sisters will always eat, drink and Lazar in addition to practicing, right? And not all of them have cultivated the Bigu Gong...... I think that in order to ensure everyone's diet, it is better to build a breeding factory nearby, which can provide both fresh meat and fecal waste, which is a double win. ”

"Senior brother, seeing your undisciplined face, I suddenly have a trace of worry about the future of the Spirit Sword Sect."

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Three days later, Fuquan Dragon Palace.

After experiencing a beast tide fright, the owner of this place was recuperating, closing his eyes and meditating, when suddenly a slender and sleek black young dragon swam from outside the Dragon Palace.

"Report to my father, something is wrong!"

Long Jiao opened his golden eyes and said in a deep voice, "Those human monks are provoking again? Hmph, let them make trouble. ”

"But, but ......"

"No, no matter how provocative they are, put up with me now! Human monks have always been cunning and despicable, there is no need to fall into their trap, as long as they guard their homeland, they don't have time to waste time with us all the time! ”

As a rare intelligent spirit in the wilderness, Long Jiao has indeed seen through the biggest problem of the Spirit Sword Cultivators - time is precious!

Unfortunately, he underestimated his opponent's tactics.

"But, Father, those humans actually discharged a large amount of fecal sewage along the leyline springs!"

"You, what did you say?!"

"They're throwing right into the water!"

“…… Damn, I'm going to kill them all today! The little ones are all for me! Sortie! ”