Chapter 117: The Assault (I)

After casually killing this person, Lu Tu quickly collected what was on his body, and then quickly left the alley.

It's just not long after he left.

In the dim alley, Chi Dunfu leaned against the headless body of the wall, and suddenly there was a slight change.

A bloody light suddenly lit up from his palm.

His lowered palm lifted slightly, and a hideous crack slowly opened, revealing a blood-colored vertical pupil, staring at the direction of Lu Tu's departure.

There seemed to be a sly smile in the vertical pupils.

In an instant, the vertical pupils exploded instantly, and two dim red rays broke through the air.

One of them sped away towards the horizon, while the other pursued in the other direction.

And the direction in which this red mang disappeared in the end was the direction in which Lu Tu left.

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The night was like ink, and the flickering lights reflected in the hall, constantly making the surrounding shadows pull and distort.

Jingcheng East, the main hall of the vision church.

In a splendid hall, eighty-one three-inch-high reincarnation flowers were rooted in the void, exuding a faint and infinite glow.

Almost half of the reincarnation flowers have been covered in red light, and are spreading in all directions, as if to connect with the remaining reincarnation flowers around them.

Directly in front of him, a figure in a black robe sat cross-legged, his face sinking into darkness, unable to see clearly.

Call...

Suddenly, a red light flashed straight into the hall and landed in front of the Xuanpao figure, slowly falling like a flying flotsam.

A pair of big white and bony hands quietly stretched out to catch the red light, and finally withdrew his hand.

"Different doors, heaven and earth will be held, the seventeenth node of the word Tianzi has been seized...", the voice without any emotion sounded quietly, as if talking to himself.

After a long time.

A ray of white light shot out of the darkness and rushed towards the outside of the hall, falling into the body of the black-clothed man kneeling at the door of the temple.

"There must be no mistake in continuing to send people to garrison the remaining nodes. and sent people to hunt down the people who refined the seventeen nodes of the Heavenly Character. ”

A gloomy voice slowly sounded, echoing through the empty hall.

The black-clothed man at the door of the main hall took the white mang, his body flashed, and he disappeared in place.

At the same time, in the depths of the main hall, the black-robed figure slowly stood up, and the candle flame flickered to cut its figure apart.

He looked up at the inky night outside the hall, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable color.

"Fight, grab, but fake nodes, in the end, they can't escape being reduced to nutrients." He muttered to himself in a low voice, the reincarnation flower rooted in the void beside him flickering with ghostly light.

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The sky was bright and the sky was clear.

In the courtyard, a handsome man in a gray shirt sat cross-legged, his black hair scattered behind his shoulders, his breath was long, and his chest slowly rose and fell.

The air around him seemed to be driven by his breathing, an incomparably strong momentum, constantly condensing around him, and the burly and sturdy physique had a sense of stability that was as immovable as a mountain.

Suddenly, a fresh breeze blew through the men's hair.

Whew!

Suddenly a circle of invisible air flowed around the man, faintly circling him.

After a few breaths, the invisible air flow became more and more abundant.

Finally, Lu Tu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light, unusually bright, and a strong aura suddenly emanated from his body, forcibly suppressing the invisible air flow around him and calming it down.

"The spiritual core cultivation is really good." He muttered in a low voice with a happy face.

Since breaking through the realm of spiritual evil and condensing his own spiritual core, the speed at which he absorbed the aura of heaven and earth has also accelerated several times.

It is far from being comparable to the realm of spirits and monsters.

Feeling the subtle changes in his spiritual power between breaths, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

It's a good feeling to be able to clearly feel that your own strength is improving.

There is nothing like it, watching his own strength slowly increase, which makes people's hearts even more excited.

After all, in today's troubled times, the only thing that can guarantee one's own safety is strength.

"Now it's just a matter of waiting for the Heart of Blood Nightmare to completely take over." Lu Tu's expression was tinged with a hint of hope.

As long as the Heart of the Nightmare is completely occupied, he can break away from this shell, and whatever he does will be convenient at that time.

After all, he has the talent of soul snatching, and with his current strength, the monks below the inner palace can take it away at will.

This is a boon for the current situation.

Even he thought about directly taking away the upper echelons of the Vision Sect, so as to gain more benefits.

"There's still a month to go, and it's going to be soon." Lu Tu got up slowly, "Now you can find a suitable target first." ”

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the thoughts, he stepped back into the inner room, opened an envelope on the table, and read it carefully.

He couldn't find Mo Qingyang last night, and when he came back, he immediately ordered Xia Zhiping to investigate his whereabouts.

After all, Mo Qingyang is also an elder in the Vision Sect, and it is convenient to investigate a little within the same force.

After counting the interest.

Lu Tu put down the envelope in his hand, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly.

"It was in the main hall."

Regarding Mo Qingyang's traces, Xia Zhiping did not disappoint him, and he had already found out.

Since the last time the Yan family was destroyed, Mo Qingyang has been staying in the main hall of the east of the city since he returned, and according to Xia Zhiping's gossip.

Mo Qingyang was far more than the only one who went to the main hall, almost all the elders in the sect had gathered in the main hall for a while, but what the specific reason was, it was not something that Xia Zhiping could find.

"The main hall ......," Lu Tu sighed lightly, "This is a bit troublesome. ”

There are masters of the Inner Mansion realm in the main hall of the Vision Sect, if Mo Qingyang does not come out, it is impossible for him to go to the main hall to kill him.

He's not strong enough to ignore the Vision Sect.

So for now, we have to wait, and there is no other way.

"I don't believe you won't come out." Lu Tu snorted coldly, his expression was cold, his hands slammed into a hand, and confetti scattered from between his fingers.

"I can only wait for this matter with peace of mind, but I still can't stop accumulating spirituality during this period." His eyes flickered, and he planned his next steps.

Recently, he can take advantage of the night when the Vision Sect and the Tianxia Association are fighting each other, and use their own strength to harvest them one by one.

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The night was like ink, and the clouds were thick.

Inner City, Qingyuan Mansion.

At this time, the garden is unusually bright.

Located in the garden, in a gorgeous and exquisite hall, the lights are bright, and the figures are scorching.

"Haven't you found it yet?" Suddenly, a low, angry voice suddenly sounded.

In the main hall, the air seemed to freeze suddenly, dead and silent, and the atmosphere was depressing and solemn.

At this moment, sitting above the main hall, a middle-aged man in a green shirt, his face was gloomy like water, and he was sitting on the seat with a golden knife, and his gloomy gaze swept over everyone in the hall.

But all the people who were swept by his gaze were all chilled, their heads lowered even deeper, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Hmph, what's the use of you? Why don't you all go to the puppet hall? The middle-aged man in the green shirt snorted coldly, slowly stood up, and played with a white stone in his hand.