After Lu Kun felt the vigorous qi and blood in his body, he began to run the body refining to repair his body, and after a while, he digested all the qi and blood in his body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The whole person is much more energetic and has some strength, but his body is still extremely thin compared to before, and then he plans to attract some spiritual energy into his body and recover some mana.

"How could it be?"

Lu Kun ran the exercises for a while and felt different from before, the mana he transformed into his muscles turned out to be gaseous, and there was no way to convert it into liquid mana.

If he tried to forcibly transform, the muscles outside his body would be extremely painful, as if the current muscle fibers could not withstand the liquid mana.

"Impossible, how can my physical power be absorbed?"

Lu Kun was a little at a loss, you must know that at the beginning of the Lingming Demon Valley, the weird yellow demon qi in the center of the Demon Valley absorbed mana, and it was just mana, and his physical body would not change at all.

And now the situation is obvious, the strength of his physical body has regressed below the foundation building period, Lu Kun is sweating profusely, and continues to operate his mana, but it is still useless.

"Fortunately, we came, this kid actually has the Qi and Blood Pill, and he can really survive. At this moment, an old voice came.

Lu Kun opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that an old man appeared in front of him, "It's you!"

The old man surnamed Song sighed lightly and said suspiciously: "Do you know me?"

Lu Kun didn't answer, but looked at the woman on the side, his face changed, and said, "You, you're Fairy Ling?"

Looking at this woman with the same cold face, Lu Kun's thoughts were surging in his heart, he had already guessed that Shen Mengyao's change was due to the girl's forgetfulness, so he hated this woman in the Dan stage extremely much.

But at this time, Fairy Ling's face was exactly the same as the one drawn on a piece of parchment that Lu Kun obtained from the Ye family, and then thought that this Fairy Ling was also surnamed Ling, and couldn't help blurting out: "You are Ling Yuetian's sister!"

Fairy Ling was shocked all of a sudden, and said, "Who are you, where did you hear about Ling Yuetian!"

Lu Kun saw Fairy Ling's reaction like this, and he was even more affirmed, but he didn't expect that this famous female cultivator of the Demon Spirit Sect was actually the younger sister of the founder of the Vajra Technique.

He didn't answer, but took out a piece of parchment, on which was drawn a beautiful young woman with picturesque eyebrows, not much different from the Ling Fairy in front of him, except for the difference in age.

Fairy Ling snatched the parchment, looked at the portrait on it with an excited expression, stroked it quietly, and stopped talking.

The old man surnamed Song didn't expect that Lu Kun seemed to have something to do with Fairy Ling, so wouldn't she let this kid go, so he said: "Senior Sister Ling, I don't know what Lu Kun has to do with you? ”

Hearing this, Fairy Ling took back the parchment and asked Lu Kun, "Say, where did this parchment come from?"

Lu Kun shook his head and didn't speak, he had just felt the strong killing intent of the old man surnamed Song, his golden eyes had seen this old man, he was a monk of the Yudan period who was the leader of the Shangqing Sect, and he faintly felt that the strength of this old man was stronger than that of Fairy Ling, and he didn't know why he was with the people of the Demon Spirit Sect.

He only has the strength of the Qi Refining Stage now, and even if he is in the strongest state, it is impossible for him to survive in the face of a Dan Stage cultivator.

Seeing that Lu Kun was silent, Fairy Ling suddenly had a little headache, when she rushed back to Jiayu City, her brother Ling Yuetian had already been killed by that demon cultivator, and even his body was taken away.

Moreover, Ling Yuetian's descendants had already disappeared without a trace, and it was really difficult to find a few mortals in such a big place as Luzhou, besides, she hadn't started cultivating immortals at that time.

Although the person in front of her is not surnamed Ling, he may not be his brother's descendant, and she heard that his brother's strength is above the physical body, which is very similar to the magic power shown by this Lu Kun on the battlefield, but Lu Kun's strength is too strong.

Just when Fairy Ling hesitated, and the old man surnamed Song's expression became more and more cold, a black figure exuding a powerful aura suddenly flew towards him in the sky.

The old man surnamed Song felt this breath and felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

And Fairy Ling next to her looked moved, and said, "Isn't this breath Senior Sister Li Wan?"

After a while, this black figure appeared in front of the two, revealing the face of a bewitching young woman, it was Li Wan'er who killed Wang Ruobing in Yueyang Sect.

"I really don't feel wrong, this is Senior Brother Song, I was among the disciples of Yueyang Sect before, but I witnessed Senior Brother playing Shangqing Gate around. ”

The old man surnamed Song looked at this person, and finally remembered: "It turned out to be Senior Sister Li, when we were in the Qi refining period, we had seen it in the door, but I didn't expect that Senior Sister was the person who lurked in the Yueyang Sect." ”

Li Wan's expression suddenly changed, and she said: "Don't chat, I feel your breath from afar, I came here to ask for help, the Nie Wufeng who fought with Senior Brother Song last time, I don't know what tracking magic power there is, and his strength is extremely powerful."

"What? You said Nie Wufeng chased after you?" Fairy Ling's face changed drastically after hearing this.

The old man surnamed Song snorted coldly and said, "What are you afraid of, the two of us are in the late stage of the Dan, and one is in the middle of the Dan, he Nie Wufeng can't escape, so just try his magical powers." ”

Suddenly, the old man's face changed, and he played a long sword magic weapon and hit Lu Kun on the side, at this time Lu Kun was wrapped in a dim blue light, although the long sword hit in time, but there was a traction, leading it aside.

Then, in this blue light package, Lu Kun seemed to teleport, and stayed away from the three Demon Spirit Sect's Dan Stage monks for more than ten zhang.

Then an old man with half-white hair and a face like a crown of jade appeared in front of Lu Kun, and the old man looked indifferent, as if the few people in front of him were just ordinary opponents.

However, after seeing Fairy Ling, the old man finally had some changes, and said, "Ling Yuetong, you have finally reached the middle stage of the Yudan, it seems that your Yuan Devouring Technique has had a great effect back then." ”

"I investigated later, and I knew that you were here to deal with the demon cultivator of the Nine Pyloric Sect, congratulations, you have succeeded in taking revenge. ”

Looking at Lu Kun, Nie Wufeng said, "Unexpectedly, Lu Kun was exactly the same as me back then, and he was devoured by the Yuan Devouring Technique. ”

When Lu Kun heard Nie Wufeng's words, combined with his own situation, he immediately understood, it turned out that Nie Wufeng and Fairy Ling had also happened just now.

I couldn't help but think in my heart: "Back then, Nie Wufeng claimed that he was attacked by someone, but it turned out that he was sucked out of his whole body mana by the Yuan-devouring magic power in this girl's forgetful decision. ”

Then Lu Kun couldn't help but think again: "In this case, Senior Uncle Nie can still rebuild to the realm of the Great Perfection, and at the same time, he has also developed a spirit control magic weapon to promote the Dan when Shouyuan is approaching." ”

"Then what is the loss of my current cultivation, I already have a spirit control magic weapon, which is countless times better than Uncle Nie back then, why can't I rebuild it. ”

Thinking of this, Lu Kun clenched his hands tightly, and his fighting spirit burned again in his eyes: