Mortal's journey to immortality

Hou Jie just moved more than ten feet away, completely practicing a martial arts secret book called "Zong Yuan Yuan Jian". When he got this martial arts secret book, he scorned it, but after casually flipping through it, he discovered that This secret book is most likely a book about the speed body cultivation technique, which is extremely demanding on the body and requires opening up many hidden points and eight extraordinary meridians on the human body that he has never even heard of.

The training route required by this martial arts secret book was very different from the running route of the exercises he had learned, so he only practiced part of it and pressed stop.

He used half of his strength to activate the flying magic weapon, and at the same time kept swallowing various pills. He was really scared, and almost fell into the hands of a monk who was at the ninth level of Qi training.

Although the hatred is overwhelming, saving his life is the right choice.

The only one who can save him now is the so-called Ghost King. He believes that as long as the Ghost King takes action, these monks will be covered in blood and die without a burial place.

He also knew that Wang and Lu were following closely behind him. In addition to worrying about his own life, he also lured the two to follow him so as not to let them lose him.

While recovering his mana, he pretended to be weak and activated the flying magic weapon. Two hours later, he came to the big tree in the Nameless Mountain.

He looked back at Wang and Lu who were following closely behind him. He knocked on the big tree for a while, revealing a stone step leading to the ground. Soon the tree closed and he disappeared into the tree.

After a while, Wang Lu and the two arrived here and found the remaining aura left by Hou Jie, which disappeared without a trace in front of the big tree. Both of them felt a little at a loss.

Suddenly, Wang Lu thought of the mechanism set up by the master of the Aoshan Villa in Liubi Mountain. He had some vague ideas, but the mechanism usually required special techniques to open. It seemed that there was something hidden in this big tree, and he would never stop doing it. , since there is no way to open it, it can only be broken open by violence.

He took out his crazy hammer and smashed it down. The big tree fell to the ground, and the whole forest shook like an earthquake.

After the big tree fell, a stone staircase was revealed leading to the ground. After he and Lu Ming looked at each other, they took out the defensive magic weapon, activated it, and stepped forward cautiously.

After about half a stick of incense, the expected danger did not appear, and they arrived at the cave.

Hou Jie stood in front of the ghost-faced statue, as if he was waiting for their arrival.

Hou Jie's hair was disheveled, and his hair covered his entire face, revealing two white eyes that were weeping blood. He laughed sinisterly when he saw them coming.

When Wang Lu and Wang Lu saw Hou Jie's appearance, they both secretly felt cold.

Just after that, Hou Jie stopped laughing and appeared next to Wang Lu in an instant. He grabbed it with one claw. Wang Lu's magic power was poured into the square-inch boots, and he could barely avoid it. However, Wang Lu's defensive magic weapon But it was shaking violently, and was in danger of breaking at any time.

Seeing that Hou Jie missed a hit, the power of the initial stage of foundation building was revealed. Sounds like fried copper beans came from his body. His speed suddenly doubled and he chased Wang Lu.

In an instant, Wang Lu was constantly hit by attacks, including grabbing, slapping, punching, palming, and tapping. Every time he was hit, he vomited blood. Although the defensive magic weapon blocked most of the attacks, But the heavy blow from pure force overwhelmed his body.

After receiving the next palm, his defensive magic weapon broke apart.

"Group" "Group" "Group" "Group" A burst of contemptuous laughter came. Hou Jie's attack and laughter came at the same time. Wang Lu had no time to activate another defensive weapon, so he could only temporarily add one to himself. A dozen or so Vajra Talisman, the defensive cover formed by the Vajra Talisman was shattered layer by layer. This gave Wang Lu a moment to breathe, and then he activated the top-grade defensive magic weapon given to him by his senior sister, and took the opportunity to drink a large mouthful of spiritual milk. .

Upon seeing this, Hou Jie turned around and attacked Lu Ming, who was trembling with fear. After several symbolic and fierce resistances, Lu Ming was torn apart amidst Hou Jie's evil laughter.

It is obvious that Hou Jie has been possessed by the ghost king and has lost his true nature.

The ultimate defensive magic weapon is indeed extraordinary. Wang Lu has completely given up on competing with Hou Jie in terms of speed. The defensive shield is like a tortoise shell, allowing Hou Jie to attack repeatedly. However, Wang Lu's magic power is more powerful than Hou Jie's attack. Although his power was decreasing sharply, he was as steady as a mountain. When his magic power bottomed out, he took a sip of semi-spiritual milk, which made Hou Jie jump up and down in anger.

Seeing that the attack was of little use to Wang Lu, Hou Jie also stopped. He lowered his head and kept mumbling in his mouth. Two lines of blood continued to flow out from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, flowing on the ground and forming a blood circle. This made Wang Lu Lu was terrified.

Wang Lu suddenly felt bad and took out all the talismans without hesitation. Driven by Wang Lu's best efforts, thousands of talismans flew all over the sky, releasing a power that far exceeded that of the middle stage of foundation building and swept toward Hou Jie. .

At the same time, the light of the blood circle shook violently, releasing circles of blood-colored apertures, forming a bloody giant sword in the aperture. The blood-red giant sword pointed straight upward and slashed towards Wang Lu.

The storm-like talismans met the blood-red giant sword in mid-air. As the two collided, countless talismans suddenly dissipated in mid-air. Waves of talismans followed one after another, and the giant sword continued to become smaller. After all the talismans disappeared, the giant sword had shrunk into a three-inch small sword, and it still slashed down on Wang Lu's head at an extremely fast speed.

The sky full of talisman and seals met with the bloody giant sword, and when it struck Wang Lu, it took a long time, but in fact it was less than five breaths. At this time, Wang Lu had exhausted his magic power, and he lay weakly on the ground, letting the turtle-shaped magic weapon and Crazy Hammer fell beside him, and he had no time to take the semi-spiritual milk, and he was already unable to resist.

"Group" "Group" "Group" "Group" A burst of cold laughter came, and he spoke with difficulty in a raw, hard and ruthless voice: "Die... let's die..." After finishing speaking , Hou Jie fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.