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Chapter 333 The Death of Emperor Yi [Part 3]

In the Feng Shui pattern.

Lei Tian Dao suddenly realized that the entire Fulong City had disappeared, and only himself and the endless sea were left in the world.

Looking up, I felt as if I was in the middle of a violent seaspout. The top was connected to the thunderclouds, and the bottom extended into the sea water. The destructive hurricanes all around made my body split apart, and my body was constantly being dragged upwards to the sky.

And under his feet was a bamboo raft that could disintegrate at any time, swaying in the strong wind and waves, like a small boat struggling to survive in the thousands of waves.

Faced with this extremely dangerous situation, even though Lei Tian Dao's heart was as solid as a rock, he couldn't help but stir up ripples in his heart.

Of course he knew that all this was an illusion in the devil's realm and not real.

But your spirit and soul are really being torn apart by a force. Once you lose your balance and your mind is defeated, you will die.

"Order it for me!"

Lei Tiandao shouted fiercely, closed his eyes, and just pretended that the tornadoes around him did not exist, entering a state of thoughtlessness.

"If your heart is as pure as ice, you will not be surprised if the sky falls."

"Things are changing but still stable, and the spirit is refreshing and peaceful."

"No dirt or dust..."

"..."

This is the Taoist "Qingxin Jue" he came across by chance. Reading it silently often can make people's minds calm, just like the gentle breeze blowing and the spiritual tower being clear and bright.

However, the Feng Shui pattern arranged by Zhang Wu was aimed at the Supreme Master. It was magnificent and the pattern was huge.

It is not the small pattern that Lao Lei encountered when digging his medicinal fields before. If you remember some tips, you can come and go freely.

In just a few breaths, the Thunder Sky Sword could no longer hold its position, and there was a strange sound in his ears. The roaring sound of the storm pierced his eardrums, shaking his mind, and the touch of seawater hitting his face was extremely real.

The bamboo raft disintegrated and huge waves rolled him up. The strong sense of weightlessness made Lao Lei feel like he was flying into the sky. The skin all over his body was eroded by the wind and rain of swords. The pain was unbearable and the blood was dripping, as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

.

Just when he was desperate and his mind was about to be defeated.

Suddenly, the seaspout disappeared without a trace, the heaven and earth were so silent that it was heart-stopping, and the Thunder Sky Sword also fell from the sky and fell hard into the sea.

"Old Lei, keep running."

Zhang Wu's teasing voice made Lei Tian Dao come back to his senses, a vein on his forehead jumped, and he opened his eyes.

The night wind stirred, blowing across the ground and making a "rustling" sound. The illusion shattered and returned to reality.

"Bang--"

The smoke spread from Lao Lei's feet and instantly covered three feet in the distance. When the fog dispersed a little... Lao Lei, who wanted to run away again, fell into the illusion of a seaspout again and did not move a step.

Zhang Wu hid his face and was speechless, somewhat dumbfounded.

Pulling the opponent out of the illusion again, Lei Tiandao's face was ashen, as if he had accepted his fate, and he took the initiative to say:

"Don't you just want to rob me? This is what I have gained over the years."

He took out a few pamphlets from his pocket and threw them over, as well as a few secret recipes, and more than a dozen Tianlei Dan, a nutritional medicine he had refined himself. Lao Lei was as decisive as ever.

Zhang Wu wore silver gloves, held his breath, closed the pores on his body, and used his dragon-capturing hand to gather a suction force to suck up these things from the air.

But just put it two meters away in front of you, so as not to hide poison in the booklet and the fragrance of the secret recipe, so as not to be tricked.

Last time at the Lord's Mansion of Tiangu City, I was almost killed by Old Lei. In fact, the other party has been running the manor for a long time, and you are not familiar with the place, so you can only accept the move passively.

If they meet on a narrow road, no one is prepared in advance. No matter how powerful the Thunder Sky Sword is, it is no match for Zhang Wu.

But after he collected the things, he was unwilling to let Lao Lei go. Instead, he pushed even further and said:

"You knock yourself out, or should I knock you out?"

"????"

Lei Tian Dao was confused and stared angrily.

But he also knows the gap between himself and Zhang Wu. If you fall into someone else's trap, you will never have a chance to make a comeback.

Then he hit his head hard with a "bang" and fell straight to the ground.

It was a familiar scene, but Zhang Wu was not trying to embarrass Lao Lei this time.

Lifting him up, he suddenly hit the opponent's head with a palm, and through heart-to-heart communication, enlightened and enlightened, he taught all the techniques such as the Secret of Immortality, Formless Vitality, Bloodthirsty Demonic Technique, etc., without any reservation.

It’s rare to have a close friend in life. In the blink of an eye, I have known Lao Lei for nearly thirty years. Both of us have been friends and foes, hurting each other and growing up to this day.

Since Zhang Wu achieved the Thunder Heaven Sword, he was forced to keep growing, keep making progress, and work hard to survive.

It was also the Thunder Sky Sword that made Zhang Wu successful, blocking the sword for him many times to avoid threats to his life.

Cheng Gou was so old that he almost died in Tang Huai's hands and could not be saved.

The Wood King has gray hair, his body is not yet cold, and one of his old friends is missing.

Zhang Wu didn't want to see his friend die of old age again.

Even if there was no such calamity for the Fourth Elder, he would still come to the Thunder Heaven Sword, take the initiative to give Lao Lei various life-extending exercises, and then remove the power of the dog-licking medicine, so as not to suppress Lao Lei's cultivation talent.

In the days to come, the one who can accompany Zhang Wu the longest is Lei Tian Dao, and Cheng Gou, who has been reborn from the ashes, ranks second.

Zhang Wu had not seen Shi Fu Mo, Hu Tu Bao, the old monk, etc. for a long time and was not sure about their situation.

After transferring the power, Zhang Wu stopped his momentum and let out a long breath.

then……

Lao Lei was searched without any hesitation.

Dozens of packets of poison powder, various small porcelain bottles, poison darts, flying needles, daggers, incense...the whole body is a weapons arsenal, and you can find things wherever you touch.

There are also several weird gadgets, and even Zhang Wu can't figure out what they are for.

Of course, the Panlong Silk that he wanted most was also indispensable.

This thing is the sharp weapon of Yin people. It kills people invisible and is better than any weapon in the world.

But Zhang Wu started to draw out the Lei Tian Dao from the cuff of the Thunder Heaven Sword. He continued to draw it for three minutes, but the coiled dragon silk had not reached the end yet.

"Mom, is this a dress made of dragon silk?"

Zhang Wu was a little surprised and simply took off Lao Lei's clothes.

When he saw the female-patterned breast pocket that he had pulled off the thread... Zhang Wu's whole face twitched and twisted into a ball.

Lei Tiandao is good at pretending to be a woman, he knows that.

But this guy likes to wear women's bellybands. He never thought about it, and he didn't dare to think about it, for fear that his thoughts would be distorted.

If it weren't for the fact that Lao Lei was indeed a man, with a strong masculine aura all over his body, a hairy chest, and an Adam's apple, he had a strong suspicion that this girl was a woman.

However, these are not important...

Zhang Wu rudely took off his breast pocket, cut off the section of dragon silk that he had taken off, left it to Lao Lei, and then put the breast pocket on himself.

Compared with a small life, compared with owning a unique weapon, a real man lives between heaven and earth, and he should not stick to trivial matters!

"Huh? Is there anything else?"

Zhang Wu was startled. A piece of paper fell out from Lao Lei's arm. When he opened it, his forehead was immediately covered with black lines.

The secret recipe of the divine elixir!

But there are two kinds of medicine that are wrong.

If you follow this recipe to make an elixir, it will take decades to make it, and even thousands of years of elixir will be wasted.

"This Liang Wenbai..."

Zhang Wu was speechless and choked. Under his leadership, Xiao Liang was traveling like a whirlwind on the road of Lao Yinpi, and was unstoppable.


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