"It's time to film. Fatty and the others have been spotted by the world's most famous director and are going to film. This opportunity will allow them to easily become global Internet celebrity pets. This is also related to the future development of the company under my chairmanship.
, Well... in my opinion, it is much more important than robbing and digging graves."
Zhou Huayang smiled jokingly.
Of course, this is just an excuse to tease Lu Ming. The main reason is that he has no so-called hidden dangers in the soul. Secondly, he and Lu Ming are strangers. This man has ulterior motives and is not a good partner. If he really wants to find treasures, how can the dragon spear be used?
Not the best candidate?
"Filming?"
Lu Ming was dumbfounded, looking at Zhou Huayang as if he were looking at a monster, "There is no such thing in the world. There is a legendary treasure-hunting spirit beast that existed even in the Middle Ages and ancient times. You want to use it for filming?"
"That little stupid pig is greedy and likes to play around. It happens to be filming abroad. Is there any problem?"
Zhou Huayang asked jokingly, "It's my spiritual beast. Why should I take it with me? It's not under the control of fellow Taoists, right?"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Lu Ming was completely angry. He had thought that since the interests were aligned, he could easily convince Zhou Huayang. After all, hunting for treasure beasts was crucial to finding the target items. Those ruins were all in dangerous places and full of traps.
Only the pig can help them get twice the result with half the effort and quickly find the treasures in the ruins.
But now, the other party has vetoed it without even talking about the allocation. Either they are really not interested, or they just want to make a hand gesture, compare the strengths of both parties, and then raise the price?
Lu Ming immediately judged that this kid really had no intention of cooperating with him.
"The reason why I didn't take action as soon as we met, and why I kindly told you so much, is not because you are a comparable opponent and qualified to cooperate with me.
"I'm just worried that if I kill you, that spiritual beast will be too loyal and I won't be able to subdue it!"
Lu Ming gritted his teeth. He knew very well that some strange spiritual beasts were very loyal and would only recognize their master once in their life, and they would not be able to subdue Fatty.
"However, it seems that you don't cry until you see the coffin. Do you think you are really a genius?
Those stupid warriors were shocked and impressed, was it because of your own talent?
Haha! What you rely on is the power of Heavenly Essence. Even if a pig can swallow Heavenly Essence, it can slowly devour the power within it over time!"
Lu Ming's anger rose and he grinned ferociously, "There's no need to pretend to be a genius in front of me. In our time, you were just a second-rate thing!
"What about Ning Yiqiu, Sikong Ming, and Sword Saint Lan Tieqiu?
It’s so ridiculous that I can crush them to death with just one finger!”
Accompanied by a loud and murderous sound, the situation above the forest changed and the forest fell into darkness.
There was a sizzling sound on Lu Ming's body, and an electric current enveloped him out of thin air.
A compass with an octagonal mirror inlaid in it suddenly flew out of Lu Ming's storage bag and floated next to him.
There were dark clouds in the sky, and a large number of electric snakes were faintly swimming around.
His sleeves were fluttering, half a meter above the ground, and his hands were wide open. Most of the thunder and lightning shrouded his arms, and there were also bursts of thunder and muffled sounds on the compass, which gradually matched the beating frequency of the thunder and lightning sounds of dark clouds in the sky.
The intention of thunder is fulfilled!
There is also that weird compass, its power is vaguely beyond the scope of spiritual weapons! The breath is somewhat different from magical weapons and spiritual weapons. This thing is definitely not trivial.
Moreover, this guy's aura fluctuations are somewhat different from those of Chinese warriors and monks.
It's faintly close to Zhou Huayang's immortal cultivation technique!
Zhou Huayang's face changed slightly. Has he underestimated this dead wood Sanren? Is this the Qi Refiner from the medieval era?
"Chinese martial arts is a joke! Including the so-called monastic system, it has gone through disasters and its techniques have declined. You, a descendant of modern times, have lived for so long and have such little knowledge! How dare you offend me!"
Lu Ming did not open his mouth at this time, but his voice exploded from the void, like a thunder god glaring with anger.
There was a purple glow in his eyes, "I'll give you one last chance, either obey or die!"
Zhou Huayang silently took out one item after another and held the hilt of the sword, but the sword body was tightly wrapped in a bloody shroud.
This is a blood shroud that can nourish weapons and produce special spiritual power!
"Hahaha, old man Lin's bloody silk?
Are you... No, if it were Old Man Lin, there is no way he would refuse to cooperate with me."
Lu Ming recognized the origin of the Blood Shroud at a glance and it was a relic of a strong man of his generation.
My thoughts changed rapidly.
"It's a trick in my class. When my consciousness swallowed up Lu Ming's consciousness, he was already at the level of the middle heaven. The two spiritual powers of me and him are fused. Even if we are compared to the great heaven, we can't give in.
Unless your blood-coated sword is warm and nourished for a hundred years, it will not pose any threat to me!"
Lu Ming laughed wildly, showing a bit of contempt.
As he spoke, the thunder and lightning in his arms reached the maximum level, and the thunder and lightning in the dark cloud spell also reached its peak.
One is formed by the condensation of intention, and the other is drawn by magic. The power is far from the real thunder, but it cannot be easily resisted by the heavenly realm.
"Hey, what a sword!"
When Zhou Huayang took off the bloody corpse cloth and showed the Mo Xue Sword, Lu Ming sighed softly.
“Is this what you got from Taigan Palace?
"Are you sure you want to seek death?"
Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, his murderous intention reaching its peak.
But he did not take action immediately. From the beginning to the end, he carried the attitude of a senior and aloof person before taking action. It would be shameful for him to kill Zhou Huayang before he was fully prepared.
In the gloomy and dull forest, strong winds suddenly blew, and small whirlwinds were condensed like sharp knives, leaving deep scratches on the surrounding trees.
Zhou Huayang has a comprehensive grasp of the willpower, including metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Since his last fight with Ning Yuanfeng and the integration of King Rongwu's will, he has mastered one more willpower, the power of wind.
This should be the gesture that he has the highest degree of mastery, and it is also the most powerful.
Lu Ming kept his expression. His mastery of this kind of wind power was still far away from Dacheng. However, the power of power was special. In the Middle Ages, not ten people out of a hundred people might be able to master this kind of wind power. In this regard, he was somewhat aware of it.
Surprised.
Of course, since he was chosen as an opponent, and he is the most popular "wizard" in China today, without any special abilities, it would be too disappointing.
The next second, Lu Ming's pupils shrank, the surrounding wood elements were gathering rapidly, and a crystal jade-colored shadow was faintly formed behind Zhou Huayang.
"The second intention?
The intention of wood?
Good guy, you are really greedy!"
Lu Ming smiled in astonishment, "But wind and wood are not closely related. Studying these two intentions is just a waste of time. The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Wind borrows the power of fire and fire helps the power of wind. If you understand the power of fire, at least you can
Each other's power increases by 20 to 30%!
"But right now, it's just a waste of effort and energy."
Before he finished speaking, the jade-colored phantom's head suddenly burst into flames, and bright red blood vessels quickly formed, with the pupils as the center, radiating throughout the body, and the image of the Arhat gradually became clearer.