Hu Laodao looked at him blankly for a moment and sighed: "You are so cruel!"
He suddenly realized that he had made a mistake.
When Li Yu met him for the first time, he was smiling, polite to him, and behaved quite harmlessly.
At that time, he thought that this boy needed to be tempered and experienced before he could become a talent. But based on what Li Yu had taught Wang Yu before and what he said now, it seemed that Li Yu was far more mature than he thought, and his methods were more ruthless!
But I have to say that Li Yu’s approach is right.
If a person is not ruthless, he cannot stand firm!
In the world of spiritual practice where people eat people, if you are soft-tempered and have no background, you will be bullied to death sooner or later. Only by being more ruthless can you stand firm!
I don’t know whether it was because he saw that Li Yu was not easy to mess with, or for other reasons. After all, no one came to trouble Li Yu.
Late at night, many practitioners found suitable places nearby and began to meditate cross-legged, closing their eyes and relaxing.
As for Li Yu, he was currently holding a fragment of a magic weapon, holding it in the palm of his hand, absorbing the gold and iron essence in it to condense the magical power of the Nine-turn Geng Golden Sword Technique.
At this time, the pigeon egg-sized Jiuqiao Geng Golden Sword Pill in his body was round and smooth, glowing with a rich golden light, and had solidified into substance.
If you observe carefully with the spirit eye technique, you can see that this sword pill is composed of many small talismans, which are combined layer by layer and are constantly running.
At this time, this sword pill was successfully condensed by Li Yu into thirty-six Geng Gold Talisman Seals, and it had been repaired to a small degree.
As for the magic weapon fragments that Li Yu had purchased in Fangshi before, he had only used up nearly half of them, and the remaining magic weapon fragments could still be condensed.
Now that this magical power has been achieved, Li Yu is more confident.
As a top magical power and a pure killing power, the power of the Nine-turn Geng-Gold Sword Technique is naturally considerable.
It's perfect as a trump card!
Boom! Boom!
Later in the night, a sound like shaking a mountain gradually came from a distance, waking up many people.
Li Yu tiptoed, and he jumped to the crown of a big tree in a few clicks. He stepped on a thin branch, light and quick, and looked towards the direction of the sound. Deep in his eyes, there was a faint light.
Glowing with five colors of brilliance.
Li Yu soon saw that it was two monks who caused the commotion!
One of the two monks was covered in white jade smoke, and his tall figure was looming in the smoke. He waved his hand and fired out blue-white lightning, which shook the black and red cloud magic weapon around the other middle-aged monk violently.
annihilate, roll over.
Occasionally, the lightning that fell on the ground exploded, shaking the mountains and forests. Big trees were blown to pieces, deep pits were blown out, earth and rocks flew everywhere, and dust was everywhere.
The other middle-aged monk was not simple either. He had a gloomy face and a pair of slender eyes that flashed with vicious light. He was counterbalanced by a Wu Hook magic weapon.
The Wu Gou magic weapon exuded fierce sword energy, dark red magic light flashed, and evil energy came and went in all directions. It not only destroyed some of the incoming lightnings one by one, but also took the opportunity to counterattack from time to time.
"enough!"
While the middle-aged monk was controlling the Wu Gou Fei Sword, he shouted sternly: "Qin, are you still finished?!"
"Didn't I just dig a lonely grave in Yuegou Mountain? You have been chasing me for more than two months. No matter how big your grievances are, it's time to vent them out. Do you have to force me to fight you to the death before you give up?
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"You want to fight me to the death, but you are not worthy!"
Qin Chuan, who was wearing a purple robe, looked calm, without a trace of disdain or impatience, as if he was just stating a fact:
"As for that lonely grave, one of my old friends is buried in it. Since you disturbed her peace, I will kill you no matter where you escape!"
As he spoke, an even faster lightning burst out, transforming into an agile thunder snake. Like an arrow from a string, it struck heavily on the black cloud magic weapon in front of the middle-aged evil cultivator, nearly causing it to collapse.
"Qin Chuan, don't think that I'm afraid of you! Just because you still want to kill me, your master, Master Baiyue, is about the same. Well, that's fine, I'll let you see what I can do!"
The middle-aged evil cultivator laughed angrily, slapped the storage bag, and a dark iron coffin appeared in front of him.
The iron coffin is one foot six long and about five feet wide. Its surface is covered with fine and complex lines. These lines are weird and ferocious, with a sinister aura. The lines are filled with old blood and dirt.
As the coffin lid opened, a gray corpse gas visible to the naked eye rose into the sky!
boom!
Some of the surrounding vegetation quickly withered, turned yellow, and turned black due to the erosion of corpse gas.
Then, a figure like an iron tower appeared!
This figure is tall and strong, with muscles all over his body. He is wearing armor and holding a long horse-killing knife. Under the worn armor, there is a silvery skin. Every inch seems to be made of bright silver, and he is unrivaled.
As soon as he appeared, a ferocious and evil aura spread everywhere, spreading for dozens of miles around. Some birds and beasts were frightened and fled in all directions, making bursts of screams, as if they had encountered something terrible.
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"This is... a silver-armored corpse?!"
Qin Chuan's originally calm face finally lost its calmness, and a hint of coldness appeared:
"Hmph, you, Ji Gu, are not worthy of our teacher to take action."
"Qin Chuan, I'm afraid you didn't expect that the earth energy under that solitary grave has been smelted out by me."
But Ji Ku laughed loudly and deliberately used words to stimulate the other party:
"It's a pity that your old friend, nourished by the formation and the earth's energy, should have been incorruptible for thousands of years, and his appearance will last forever. It's a pity that my life demon corpse took away the vitality in his body and turned into fly ash.
In just over a month, it transformed into a silver-armored corpse!"
"You don't have to provoke me, you will definitely die today!"
Qin Chuan returned to his usual indifference.
The white jade hairpin on his head fell down on its own, and with a flash of light, it turned into a flying sword that was completely white, two feet long, and shimmering with cold light.
The moment the flying sword showed its true form, the temperature within hundreds of feet around it dropped sharply, and wisps of mist condensed. With Qinchuan as the center, a thin layer of frost spread in all directions.
"Hahaha, what a magical weapon! It's a pity that it's not certain who will die between you and me!"
Ji Hu smiled instead of being surprised, and activated the magic formula in his hand, and six more lifeless zombies with strong corpse aura flew out of the coffin.
The auras emitted by these six walking corpses were uneven, obviously much inferior to that of the silver-armored corpse, but each one also exuded an aura comparable to that of a second-level cultivator. On their exposed skin, there was also a faint aura.
The dark yellow metallic color gives people a feeling of solidity, heavyness and indestructibility.
Astonishingly, there were six corpses in bronze armor!