What a terrifying power!

The wine cyclamen suddenly looked up!

He immediately saw that on both sides of the cavalry, there were ten giant-like wrestlers, holding dragon horn bows, and looking at the bowstring made of dragon horns, bent to that extent, its strength was no less than thousands of stones!

That's close to 10,000 catties!

The power of 10,000 catties can only be achieved by the heart lamp!

These ten guys...... It's all heart lights!

During the spiritual tribulation period, compared to the heart lamp period, the strength of the physical body did not change much.

Unless it is through the fourth spiritual tribulation, the wonderful body is psychic, and the physical body will make a qualitative leap!

And the first three levels of the spirit tribulation, the strength of the physical body, and the heart lamp are not much different!

The first realm of the heart lamp is more than 10,000 catties, which is the standard.

Ten thousand catties of huge force, with speed, can easily attract the wind.

And the power of the heart lamp, at most 90,000 catties, the least, that is, the weakest heart lamp monk, break through a realm to increase 10,000 catties, to the peak of the heart lamp, it is only 30,000 catties of strength!

The wine cyclamen cultivates Fang Shidao, and he doesn't pay attention to the physical body, and his physical strength is about 50,000 catties!

The huge pure gold arrows that burst out of 10,000 catties can completely pose a threat to him!

"It's good to come!"

It's just that the wine cyclamen is not afraid!

He jumped to his feet!

"Broken tide!"

I saw that the wine cyclamen pulled out the emerald green plate axe on his waist, and it affected the aura!

That plate axe is a yang-level spiritual weapon!

With the swing of the wine cyclamen, countless auras followed!

The plate axe slashed above the void, but it cut a wave of emerald green aura!

Ten 10,000 catties of arrows hit it, and in an instant, it was like a drunk person, upside down!

The wine cyclamen smirked and shook his wrist!

Boom Boom Boom –

Ten pure gold arrows were inserted diagonally in front of Zhu An!

Boom!

The wine cyclamen fell to the ground suddenly, stood more than a dozen feet away from Zhu An, and said slowly: "Lao Tzu is not in a good mood to toss with you again." ”

"Shunchang forgets, you choose. ”

Zhu An said slowly: "Fang Shidao, the spirit tribulation is threefold. ”

The wine cyclamen laughed: "Why, seeing the depth of the deity, what can you do?"

The green axe in the hands of the wine cyclist quietly melted.

It turned into a myriad of liquids and floated around the wine cyclamen.

He scoffed, "You only have ten breaths of time." ”

"After that time, I'll kill you all. My restaurant needs a partner, but you, Juan, are not the only one. ”

Zhu An nodded and said, "Understood." ”

He suddenly raised his hand, and a red line suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows!

"Did you know? ”

Zhu An suddenly raised his head and smiled: "I have a family in Daliang, surnamed Lu?"

The wine cyclamen frowned, what nonsense is this old man talking about?

Procrastinating for time?

How could he not know about the Lu family?

Da Liang was able to obtain the qualification to enter the Southern Regions to do business because of the Lu family!

This family is rumored to be proficient in all kinds of side ways, and it is very famous in the entire Southern Regions, how could he not know?

"A family of kinky tricks, what do you know?"

Zhu An laughed and said, "What?"

Rumble!

In an instant, Zhu An came over!

"Bloody Knife Battle!"

On that broadsword, the aura was blood-red, and he was cut off in an instant!

The wine cyclist looked at him with contempt.

A mere heart lamp, no matter how strong the heart lamp is, can it be the opponent of the spirit tribulation?

You must know that you are the Triple Heaven of Spiritual Tribulation!

If this can be injured by a Heart Lamp Monk, then he still can't be mixed?

The wine cyclamen held out just a finger.

The aura that surpassed Zhu An's countless times exploded in an instant!

"Go!"

When Zhu An saw this scene, he suddenly burst into tears! The broadsword in his hand shot instantly, but it was only inserted four or five feet in front of the wine cyclamen, which was obviously very powerful, and the wine cyclamen saw the route at a glance, and he didn't bother to block it.

Boom!

It was as if Zhu An had hit a wall, and the iron-black armor burst open in an instant!

The whole person flew upside down in an instant, and his chest was blurred with flesh and blood!

"Master Zhu, you can't stop a finger of the deity, why are you still struggling. ”

The wine cyclamen said slowly: "Return to my restaurant, I can represent Wu Jiu and give your Zhu family a separate trade quota!"

Trade quota!

Wu Jiu blocked the location of the Three Kingdoms and built the Twelve Cities of Falling Stars, so that the people of the Bad Land could not come out.

Any one place is extremely precious.

Just look at the girders.

got a trade quota from the Lu family, which made almost the entire treasury rich.

Although the quota mentioned by this wine cyclamen is definitely not as big as the Lu family, even if it is a small number of caravans, it is enough for the Zhu family to be rich in just a few years!

And where there is money, there are resources, and if there are resources, the Zhu family is likely to usher in a period of rapid progress!

Zhu An wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "The old man has been a horse for half his life, and he has never had the idea of being a dog. ”

"Lux!"

"Attack!"

Three hundred lux, except for the ten heart lamps, the remaining two hundred and ninety people, instantly raised their knives and hammers, and rushed wildly!

One person is one zhang tall, the muscles are intertwined, and the knife and hammer in his hand are three hundred pounds!

Nearly 300 people ran, shaking the earth endlessly!

"Obsessed!"

Looking at the three hundred lux, the wine cyclamen sneered.

He raised his hand slowly, and the viscous liquid that the spiritual weapon around him had turned into stretched like a wire.

For Zhu An, he is very reserved.

Otherwise, he would have been able to kill that old thing with one blow just now!

But for others, he was not so kind.

The wine cyclist pinched the trick in his hand, and countless emerald green liquids turned into long silk threads.

"Poisonous dragon spit beads!"

The wine cyclamen opened his mouth lightly, and the silk threads skyrocketed in an instant!

The surging aura was condensed on the silk thread, and in the overflowing qi, the aura rose like a dragon!

Rub and rub –

The big heads rose in an instant.

Almost in one shot, forty or fifty wrestlers died in an instant!

"Huh?"

The wine cyclamen frowned, these people were just cultivators of the Soul Refining Realm......

But that physical body is almost comparable to an ordinary heart lamp!

Although that strength has not been able to break the shackles of ten thousand catties, it has already eight or nine thousand catties!

His hand poisonous dragon spitting beads was a heaven-level exercise, and he originally felt that he could kill at least two hundred of these refining cultivators, but he didn't expect that most of the wrestlers, although they were pierced through their bodies, and some even burst into skull-sized wounds in their chests, but they did not reduce their momentum at all, and they came with huge knives and hammers!

Only, it just made the wine cyclist frown.

That's all.

The wine cyclamen sneered, he raised his hand directly, and all the emerald silk threads that flew out instantly burst into inspiration!

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Rumble!

In an instant, countless crystal silk threads flowed backwards in an instant!

In the process of reflux, the silk threads converge and wear sugar gourds, completely penetrating more than 200 wrestlers!

Thousands of threads twisted and tangled together, converging into an emerald dragon head that touched the palm of the wine cyclamen's hand.

It's just that this huge dragon's head is full of bright red corpses.

Under the sharp silk threads, countless wrestlers disemboweled, and ground into minced meat.

Two hundred and ninety wrestlers, if it is on the battlefield, even a squad of two thousand people is enough to resist.

But under the hands of the Spirit Tribulation Monk, one back and forth, two breaths died.

"That's what it is...... Monk......"

Juan suddenly felt that he was ...... Maybe you have to find a way to break through the spiritual tribulation.

Now that the big demons are infested in the demon forest, the great clans of the Southern Regions have also begun to dispatch frequently.

The cultivation of his own heart lamp is a little unstoppable.

One finger, the guy standing in front of the emerald dragon head, one finger, almost killed himself.

At this moment, Zhu An walked up slowly.

The wine cyclamen looked up faintly and said nothing.

But the aura on his body carried an undisguised killing intent.

This is a warning to Juan that his patience is limited.

It's just that Zhu An's eyes were calm, he took out a compass in his hand, and said lightly: "Prisoner!"

Rumble!

In an instant, the aura exploded!

The broadsword beside the wine cyclamen instantly shone brightly!

The flesh and blood of two hundred and ninety wrestlers were instantly attracted by it, and countless thick blood mist exploded in an instant, enveloping the wine cyclamen!

The wine cyclamen's pupils shrank.

Formation!