Mortal's journey to immortality

Facing the elusive attack of Hou Jie's golden rope magic weapon, as well as the furious Hou Jie, Lu Shun, Wang Lu and the monks were immediately in a hurry and needed to allocate part of their magic power for defense at all times.

Those casual cultivators didn't have many resources for cultivating immortals, and the magic weapons they used were only mid-level magic weapons. Their attack effect on Hou Jie was minimal, and they were nothing more than harassment. Under Hou Jie's violent attack, they soon became exhausted. .

But at this moment, the head of the Lu family, Lu Ming, led more than a dozen mid- to late-stage qi-training monks and finally arrived.

The road name shouted: "Set up the formation."

After saying that, he led five mid- to late-stage qi-training monks and joined the battle without hesitation. He released a blue flying sword, and the flying sword released pieces of ice blades to attack Hou Jie.

With the addition of Lu Ming, the battle situation suddenly became balanced. Wang Lu also took the opportunity to drink a sip of semi-spiritual milk. He quietly released the needle-shaped magic weapon brought out from the Jiuyue secret realm, named Mangzhen.

He divided 30% of his spiritual consciousness, raised his magic power, and the light needle disappeared in the air in an instant, and the next moment, it shot into Hou Jie's heart.

There was a sound of "町", and a burst of lightning and flint flashed. At some point, Hou Jie released an invisible shield-shaped magic weapon. Although he failed to defeat the enemy, Hou Jie was also staggered by the needles.

Taking advantage of these two or three breaths, Wang Lu's crazy hammer, Lu Ming Lushun's flying sword and other monks' attacks rushed towards Hou Jie like a tide.

Hou Jie raised all his magic power and input it into the shield-shaped magic weapon. The shield-shaped magic weapon suddenly stopped being invisible and glowed brightly. All attacks came one after another, but the shield-shaped magic weapon was like a candle in the wind. It never goes out.

Wang Lu and the others knew in their hearts that if they didn't seize the opportunity to destroy them now, after Hou Jie survived the attack, only defeat would be waiting for them.

As if their eyes were red with blood, they continued to transfer mana into the magic weapon. Half a quarter of an hour later, there was a loud bang, and the shield-shaped magic weapon finally shattered. Hou Jie was submerged in the bombardment of colorful magic weapons.

"Hahahaha... Beat me up, now it's my turn..." Hou Jie laughed crazily, his clothes were torn, his hair and beard were messy, and his whole body was smoking.

"Array up!"

When Wang Lu saw that the situation was not good and was about to run away, he saw Lu Ming, the head of the Lu family, throwing a blue formation flag somewhere.

After he shouted, raindrops appeared in the sky. The raindrops were filled with bursts of icy cold air, and they quickly gathered into nine blue ice swords that were ten feet wide. Each ice sword had a power comparable to the best magical weapons, and struck towards them like lightning. Hou Jie chopped it off.

"Ah!" Hou Jie swallowed an elixir in an instant, channeled all his magic power, and kept making secrets with both hands. A huge crimson hand appeared on his head, and the crimson hand instantly faced nine blue ice swords. .

After Hou Jie released a spell that could only be practiced by monks in the foundation-building stage, his breath suddenly became weak. He bit his lips, affixed several defensive charms to himself, took out a top-quality flying magic weapon, and jumped into flight with a snap of his fingers. The magical weapon soared into the sky and disappeared into the vast night.

With a "bang", the ice sword and the palm were shattered at the same time, and the eight middle and late Qi-training monks and Lu Ming fell to the ground at the same time.

Just as they were chasing Hou Jie, Hou Jie had disappeared into the night.

Moreover, their mana was basically exhausted and they could only watch Hou Jie escape.

Besides, none of them had the courage to confront a Foundation Establishment monk alone. Even if the Foundation Establishment monk was covered in wounds and his breath was low, they would not dare.

Wang Lu thought, and the little butterfly that had not participated in the battle disappeared silently in the direction of Hou Jie's escape.

Lu Ming looked at the messy garden, waved his hand, and walked towards the hall with Wang Lu.

Someone will take care of the garden.

In the hall, Lu Ming and Wang Lu were sitting at the top, and the rest of the people, including Lu Shun, were standing below.

Lu Ming said to Wang Lu: "This time, I would like to thank fellow Taoist for discovering the murderer in advance, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Thinking about the thought of escaping just now, he smiled awkwardly: "Master, you're welcome. Without the formation of the master, I don't think we can escape this disaster. I didn't expect that the robber actually has the cultivation level of the foundation building stage. This is a bit troublesome. ”

Lu Shun gave Lu Ming a wink, and Lu Ming said impatiently: "Just tell me what you have to say, why are you hesitating?"

Lu Shun said: "Brother, Shangzong, we have severely injured him this time. If we wait until his strength recovers, all that will be left for us is death. This is the time to beat the drowned dog hard and take advantage of his illness to kill him." .”

"Second brother, I think so, but where can I find it?" Lu Ming sighed.

"Don't worry, you two. Everyone should take the time to restore their mana. I believe there will be news soon." Wang Lu said mysteriously.

After hearing Wang Lu's words, everyone took out spiritual stones to meditate or took pills.

Lu Ming and Lu Shun looked at each other, feeling a little weird.

Especially for Lu Shun and Wang Lu, his magic power was always in perfect condition during the fight with Hou Jie. This made him take a high look at this master sent by the Dream Sect, and now he was so confident that he could track down Hou Jie. The place where he settled made him feel incredible.

For a time, everyone in the hall was working hard to restore their mana, and the hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

As the morning approached, the sun penetrated the layers of clouds and shone in, along with Wang Lu's spiritual beast Zijiu.

Zi Jiu swung to Wang Lu's shoulder, and happily flapped Wang Lu's shoulder with two wings. Wang Lu stood up and said in a deep voice: "Master of the house, master of the palace, fellow Taoists, the specific location of the thief has been found. Let's set off now." After saying that, he took steps and came to the square.

Lu Ming, Lu Shun and more than ten monks also followed Wang Lu into the square. When they saw the butterfly on Wang Lu's shoulder, they were all amazed. They had seen all kinds of spiritual beasts, and they were the first to do so. This is the first time I have seen someone treat butterflies as spiritual animals.

Zi Jiu happily hovered beside Wang Lu. He took out the withered eagle flying magic weapon, jumped on it, made a magic spell, and flew away with the little butterfly. At the same time, he reminded Zi Jiu to slow down, Wang Lu Lu was worried that Lu Ming and the others wouldn't be able to keep up.

He looked back and saw that indeed, there were not even one monk out of ten with a flying magic weapon, but both Lu Ming and Lu Shun released a flying magic weapon that looked like a bird and an arrow respectively. Everyone jumped on and quickly followed Wang Lu.