This fist-sized demon is sitting cross-legged in Li Yu's Dantian. Just sitting quietly, he has a domineering aura that will never change and endure all tribulations. It seems to be able to suppress the world.
, I am the only one!
This thing is exactly the Dharma of the Immortal Pluto!
At this time, this martial arts image occupies the most central position in Dantian, nourished by Li Yu's cultivation.
A puppet the size of a finger was pushed aside by the Dharma.
The puppet has all five limbs and its surface is black and red. It has a feeling of coagulated essence and blood, with a hint of ominous atmosphere. It is covered with a faint layer of blood, which rises and shrinks, showing the same pattern as Li Yu's heartbeat.
frequency.
The puppet's face vaguely resembled that of Li Yu, and the corners of its mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which was quite strange.
On the other side of the Immortal Pluto's appearance is a flying sword the size of a palm.
The whole body is dark purple, with a touch of coldness in the gloom, and it looks full of spirituality. It looks a bit small from the outside, but it exudes an intimidating and formidable aura!
This terrifying energy is much stronger than the two magic weapons Li Yu had obtained before, the Demon Banner of Heaven and the Bag of Yin Fire!
Even the immortal Pluto's Dharma can only barely suppress it.
If a magic weapon falls into the hands of a golden elixir monk, his combat power will be doubled.
So in a certain situation, a magic weapon is equivalent to a golden elixir monk.
This Zihuang Sword is a rare high-grade magic weapon with amazing spirituality. If it resists, Li Yu will not be able to suppress it.
Fortunately, with the suppression of the Immortal Pluto's Dharma, Li Yu has now begun to sacrifice it. When he completes the sacrifice, his combat power will definitely increase greatly.
A few days later, Li Yu was playing with a small sword as big as a palm.
This small sword is exquisite and small, its surface exudes a dark purple light, and it has a special spirituality in its purity.
At this time, it is like a swimming fish, circling back and forth around Li Yu's body, spinning, making a sharp and shrill sword sound, which is breathtaking!
It seems that it is not a cold and stiff weapon, but a living creature.
This top-grade magic weapon, the Flying Sword, was finally completely refined by him.
Li Yu couldn't put it down.
With this flying sword, coupled with his newly acquired swordsmanship, and even his own five-color mysterious light, and the immortal Pluto's dharma in his body, Li Yu is confident that even if he meets a second- or third-level golden elixir master monk, he can fight against it.
A fight.
The purple sword flew around for a few times, and then, with Li Yu's thoughts, it turned into a ray of purple light, flew into Li Yu's dantian and disappeared.
Li Yu pondered.
The Zihuang Sword has been refined by him, so next, should he sacrifice Yizhuang and the Snow Prison Sword?
"Huh? Is it him? Why does this guy come to me?"
At this time, Li Yu's heart moved and he looked up. His eyes seemed to have penetrated the obstacles of the house and saw an escaping light dozens of miles away.
This escaping light is a purple smoke.
It seems to be weak, but it is extremely tough and extremely fast, carrying a figure flying from a distance.
This purple smoke is no stranger to Li Yu. It is clearly the Yuluo Jingyunyan, the defensive magical power of the fat Taoist Yan Jie!
Yan Jie soon arrived outside Yizhuang. When the light fell not far away, he saw at first sight a big yellow dog with a body as big as a calf and shiny fur squatting at the door of Yizhuang.
"Hey, Brother Li turns out to have a dog demon!"
Yan Jie can grow a lot of fat and is also a delicious person. He subconsciously looked at the bulging muscles and fat on the old yellow dog with the eyes of a glutton. His eyes couldn't help but shine, and some saliva gradually secreted from his mouth.
Gudong swallowed a sip of saliva, but thought about it in his mind: "This dog is really fat. If it were made into a pot of dog meat in a clay pot, and a little of my secret sauce was added to it, I don't know what it would taste like.
"
"Master Dao, I have eaten a lot of good things, but I have never tasted the dog meat in a clay pot made by the spirited dog demon. I don't know if Brother Li keeps this dog to guard the home or for other purposes, um,
You’ll have to ask him later.”
Although the old yellow dog had not yet transformed, his intelligence was by no means inferior to that of a human being. He was naturally aware of the fat Taoist priest's swallowing movements and salivating eyes.
Due to the master's instructions, it appeared to be squatting at the door, fulfilling its duties.
But he was secretly resentful in his heart. He glared at Yan Jie fiercely, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He was determined to find an opportunity to let this damn fat man taste the feeling of being bitten by a dog!
Damn it, you actually covet my body. I don’t know whether to live or die!
Yan Jie came to Yizhuang with a smile, and then noticed the dark red and black-red vines coiled on the wall beside him.
These vines were densely packed and covered the walls. They seemed to have a weak presence for some reason, so he didn't notice them at first.
But when he got closer and took a few glances, he was suddenly surprised!
These vines vary in thickness. The thickest ones can be as thick as the mouth of a bowl, while the thinnest ones are no more than the thickness of a finger. They are covered with sharp leaves and even sharp hollow thorns, shining with an icy light.
There are also bright red blood berries growing on some vines, which look particularly attractive.
As if sensing his aura, the vines swayed slightly and made a strange rustling sound. Dozens of vines even began to reach toward him, as if they were alive and creepy.
"Blood Demon Vine!"
Yan Jie was shocked!
A fearful purple color appeared on his face, and he subconsciously used his magical power, and a layer of faint purple smoke suddenly filled his body. It seemed thin, but in fact it was extremely tough.
"Damn it, Brother Li's way is a bit wild! He even dares to grow and raise such ghost things."
Yan Jie's heart beat, he naturally recognized this ghost thing.
Blood Demon Vine, a relatively special spiritual root, often grows in deep mountains and dense forests with strong yin and demonic qi. It likes to prey on living creatures and devour their essence and blood.
The blood berry produced is a relatively good spiritual fruit, which is of great benefit to many warriors.
For this kind of spiritual root to grow as thick as the mouth of a bowl in front of you, how much essence and blood must be irrigated? How many lives must be swallowed?
Isn’t this Brother Li the one who buries people’s corpses?
Why do you still keep such a thing?
Yan Jie's face was stiff, somewhat unsightly, and some bad associations arose in his mind.
Crunch——
At this time, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and Li Yu walked out and said with a smile:
"I wonder why the magpies kept chirping this morning. It turns out it's Brother Jie who's here."
The moment Li Yu came out, the blood demon vines next to him were like little girls who had seen a ghost. They immediately retracted all the vines and did not dare to move.
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Damn, this Yizhuang is a bit evil!
Master Dao, have I come to the wrong place?
"hehe……"
Yan Jie was feeling uneasy, so he forced a smile, and with a sudden change of mind, he simply took out a small box from his storage bag and said, "Brother, this time I suddenly came to visit you, which is a bit abrupt. This small gift is not respectful.
"
"Brother Jie is too polite, please!"
Li Yu was not polite, took the things directly, and invited Yan Jie into the yard.