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The moon hangs high, and the morning star is sparse.

The twelve-year Yunmeng Conference has come to the end of this life. In the sky above Yunmeng Daze, it was like God was exerting his magical powers, and endless thick clouds and white mist quickly rose from the water surface, mountains, forests, and land continents, and endless fierce beasts roared, exuding their own majesty.

Just now, it was clear that the sky with stars and moon disappeared into the clouds and mist, which was really a miraculous scene of nature.

But few people are willing to experience such a magical scene and see it with their own eyes, and if possible, all the people involved in the Yunmeng Conference want to leave this scene far away

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On the road from Lishui City to Puqiao Town, Zhu Biao and Song Yingzhu could see the Jianghu guests who were rushing overnight. And there is really no one like the two of them who do the opposite.

When he arrived in Puqiao Town, Zhu Biao, who was very relaxed, found the foothold of the Qiankun Gang and his party, and it was still the best inn in the town.

It is still the Hanshan Shenni to the Qiankun Gang, the Ruyi Old Devil restrains the old man of Heishui, and the four great gods are stationed in two inns.

"If King Tang is really ready to attack the Qiankun Gang, it will be a great opportunity at night!" Zhu Biao led Song Yingzhu to the outside of the inn, but he didn't break inside. Instead, he hid in the dark, quietly waiting for the arrival of Tang Wang's masters. "I don't know if there will be a grandmaster-level ......"

In the master bedroom of the inn's courtyard, a top-level master stopped in front of Lu Weike with a bowl of crimson. "Come in!" Lu Weike's voice rang out.

The visitor dared to push open the door, and the tray was held high in front of the bed.

"Old Ancestor, this is blood python jīng blood!"

Compared with python meat and python gall, jīng blood is the most jīng flower of blood python.

Lu Wei can contribute the most when killing the blood python, and Gu Jīng blood occupies half of it. Put it in a cold jade box or a black ice box for preservation, and it will not be bad for many years.

The Qiankun Gang prepared a thousand-year-old ice box, and a bowl of water poured into it would turn into a box of frozen ice in a moment and a half. But this jīng blood is poured in. It's been a few days, and it's still as good as new. Except that the steaming heat during bloodletting turned into a cold and biting cold, it was the same as a few years ago.

Lu Weike picked up the jade bowl and sent it to his mouth, but at the moment when the jade bowl touched his mouth, Lu Weike's nose suddenly moved, and then his face changed greatly

"Someone! There are thieves in the courtyard, search for the deity"

His nose smelled a scent of sandalwood, a slight scent of sandalwood. However, the jīng blood of the blood python only has an incomparable fragrance, and although this sandalwood fragrance is almost the same as the fragrance, it is definitely different.

Every martial arts master who has stepped into the innate gate. His own functions have been cultivated to the pinnacle of the world. Not only is the internal force strong, but also the first-class tough.

Strength, speed, weight, eyesight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, etc., rarely the slightest change escapes their eyes.

Although the jīng blood in the jade bowl only had a slight change, in Lu Weike's eyes, it was a candle in the hole, which was extremely clear.

However, Lu Weike also knew that it was impossible for the servant in front of him to betray him, so there was only one possibility, and someone else was poisoned. can silently throw poison into a bowl under the nose of a top master. It's a great idea.

"Haha, Lu Lao'er, hello jiān's nose, potpourri dew have been asked by you?"

A loud voice echoed in midair.

Half of Puqiao Town was awakened by the sound.

"Poison Venerable Wen yù immortal!" Lu Weike immediately understood who was coming, and his peaceful face instantly became grim.

The face of the person who sent jīng blood was even more iron-blue. "This yīn guy who never gets rid of his soul. I haven't come forward for ten years, and I've come to the door again! What made him even more angry was that Wen Yixian actually sent the poison to the ancestor with his own hands. At this moment, everyone wanted to tear Wen Yixian to pieces.

"Haha, it's the deity that's good." Wen yù Xian's voice sounded like it was coming from all directions. But in fact, it's just a small trick. Lu Weike climbed into his shoes and immediately ran out of the house, aimed at the southeast and flew away. A white snow-like figure stands on the roof of a building!

"Old Monster Lu. I heard that your precious grandson died in the wilderness, and he even lost the Lingyu Autumn Cicada with him. What a tyrannical thing!

At the beginning, the deity begged you several times to exchange the spirit jade autumn cicada, but you ignored it. God has eyes, treasures don't fall into the hands of villains, it's really eyes, hahaha, hahaha......"

Poison Zun, Poison Zun! Wen yù Xian is full of martial arts, and nine out of ten are accomplished in the word 'poison', and the Lingyu Qiu Cicada in the Qiankun Gang is completely his natural nemesis.

Since Lu Weike had that Lingyu Autumn Cicada, whenever he encountered Wen Yù Immortal, he held it in his mouth, and then completely bullied Wen Yù Immortal, and he didn't even have the ability to parry the latter. Because of this, although the famous name of the poison venerable in Xingzhou, Wanzhou and other nearby states stopped crying, but it was repeatedly defeated by the Qiankun Gang, but it was a better sign for the expansion of the strength of the Lu family.

As a retaliation, twenty years ago, when the competition was at its most intense, Wen Yixian used absolute poison to continuously destroy the seven rudder men and horses in the circle of influence of the Qiankun Gang's lair in Xingnan, making the strength of the two great altars of the Qiankun Gang almost completely lost.

But soon after, Lü Weike's counterattack also made Wen Yixian's plague valley tile disappear.

At the last Yunmeng Conference, Wen Yixian once again attacked the Qiankun Gang, and was chased and killed by Lu Weike and Lingyu Qiucia for more than a year, traveling thousands of miles, and finally escaped with serious injuries. After that, there was no news of him, and the people in the martial arts in Xingzhou, Wanzhou, Dezhou and other places still thought that Wen Yixian was disheartened and withdrew from the rivers and lakes.

I never thought that ten years later, Wen Yixian would stand in front of Lu Weike again. And this time, Lu Wei didn't have the Spirit Jade Autumn Cicada and was injured, could he still crush the Poison Venerable as easily as he did in the past?

"Wen yù immortal, you lost dog! didn't hide in the corners and survived, but dared to appear in front of the deity. See that the deity has killed you, and avenge my former children."

There was a cautious glint in Lu Weike's eyes. In words, he can absolutely despise Wen Yù Xian, but when he really moves, he must be cautious and cautious. Now that he doesn't have the spirit jade autumn cicada in his hand to restrain the hundred poisons, all the vicious things on Wen Yù Xian's body can kill people.

"Give Me Death"

A big hand of Xuanhuang sè descended from the sky, firmly fixing Wen Yixian in all directions, this big hand without warning, Wen Yixian laughed and was about to scold Lu Weike, but when he noticed that it was not good, he couldn't react. However, Wen Yixian did not see the slightest panic, the white light flashed, and the "pervasive" body of the housekeeper was even out, only to see the whole person turn into a white sè in the cage of the big hand The trajectory is uncertain, and between the flashes and the verticals, he actually found a gap in the impossibility, and drilled out in the next instant. It was precisely by relying on this kind of jīng wonderful body method that he was able to escape from Lu Weike's pursuit again and again.

"Qiankun grabbed in one go? You're connected? ”

The roof of the building where Wen Yixian was originally standing was grabbed by a big hand, and the bricks and tiles were turned into pieces in an instant. Wen Yixian moved to the roof of another house, looked at the big hand that was gradually dissipating, and looked at Lu Weike more than ten zhang away in surprise.

As the saying goes: the person who knows you best is your enemy.

Wen Yixian knew Lu Weike like this, the "Qiankun Creation Divine Skill" practiced by this person was really the top exercise in the world, and it was especially superior to the seven volumes of Lingxiao Palace's "Plague Rectification" inherited by his own adventures.

As one of the four conquests of the Lingxiao Palace, the "Plague Rectification" is of course also a first-class jīng magic method in the world. But the consistent harm of this thing is that it advances by leaps and bounds at the beginning, and the middle level stagnates in place, and the more you go to the back, the more difficult it is to cultivate upwards.

In the heyday of the Lingxiao Palace, the problems of the plague department could not be solved, the top combat power was few, the high-end combat power was not too much, and the middle and low levels were the top three water, fire and thunder.

What's more, the exercises in Wen Yù Xian's hands are not complete, and the complete "Plague Rectification" should have as many as nine volumes, and it is not that this person is really a person who is amazingly talented, and it is impossible to cultivate to the innate realm.

But even if he cultivated to become an innate grandmaster, the lack of a foundation also made Wen Yù Immortal at the end of the congenital grandmaster-level figures. Especially when the poisonous skill is useless, his strength plummets by one level, and he completely loses the strength of the innate grandmaster. So much so that he ran into a wall again and again in front of a person with deep roots like Lu Weike.

Lu Weike's strength is completely accumulated little by little, and there is no falsehood. According to Wen yù Xian, the "Qiankun One Qi Great Capture" is the expression of the "Qiankun Creation and Transformation Divine Skill" when it is practiced to the consummation realm, with the innate true qi as the cornerstone, taking people and locking things, and zìyóu with one heart.

Lu Weike was not surprised, Wen Yixian slipped it. Another big hand rose above his head, and the big hand suddenly changed, turning into a big net and catching Wen Yù Immortal. Wen Yixian will be prepared, and he understands better what Lu Weike is paying attention to, that is, he does not fight with himself in close combat, and only relies on "Qiankun One Breath Capture" to deal with himself.

As soon as his mind moved, nine white lotuses like smoke and mist bloomed on his body, and a white and green true qi was entangled, his fingers swiped towards the big net, and the crystal fluorescence the thickness of his thumb slashed towards the big net, and at the same time, Wen Yixian's whole person rushed towards Lu Weike after the crystal fluorescence.

Zhu Biao outside the inn looked stupid. Lu Weike's big hand made him involuntarily think of the big hand in the previous life in China's masterpiece "The Legend of the Swordsman of Shushan".

This plane really has the potential to evolve to the fantasy level!

The battles between the innate grandmasters are about to turn into the fighting methods of the Dao masters. The difference is only in the composition of condensing the big hand, one is the innate true qi, and the other is the mana of heaven and earth.

The thumb-thick crystal fluorescence hit the big net, and a large crack opened in the big net, and Wen Yù Xian stepped out of the crack. In the place where it was slashed, the Xuanhuang True Qi was broken one by one, and finally turned into repeated yellow smoke and dissipated in mid-air. (To be continued.) )