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Chapter 913 Is this the late stage of pill formation?!

Seven or eight days passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Xuan kept covering his aura and observing the whereabouts of the strange insect through Hua Meinu.

The strange insect in the middle changed its position again and turned into a black meteorite, floating quietly in the void, staring closely at the mist.

Perhaps after waiting for a long time and noticing that there was no movement inside and outside the fog, the monk behind the scenes seemed to lose patience. The strange insect spread its wings and turned into a black light and flew into the void.

"coming!"

"I want to see who it is that dares to attack my incomplete cave."

Lu Xuan's heart trembled and he asked Hua Meinu to follow closely behind him.

He waited for such a long time, naturally he wanted to track this strange insect ambushing outside the incomplete cave and find out the person behind it.

Hua Meinu has a very strong invisibility ability, even if it is Nascent Soul Lord, it is not easy to detect it. Lu Xuan has full confidence in it.

After a hundred breaths, the black light dissipated, and the strange insect revealed itself and flew into the arm of a bald monk.

The monk was tall, with a stern face, and a very thick black and red arm.

The strange insect landed on his arm, quickly became smaller and merged into his flesh and blood.

"The perfect state of pill formation..."

Lu Xuan sensed the other party's aura through Hua Meinu and thought to himself secretly.

Murderous intentions gradually arose in his heart.

The incomplete cave is planted with a large number of seventh-grade spiritual plants that he has collected over the years. It is a matter of great importance and there is no room for any mistakes.

If someone takes it away, all the hard work over the years will be in vain.

Subsequently, the road to Yuanying and even becoming a god suddenly became extremely bumpy.

Although this bald monk has not yet entered the incomplete cave sky, he has already noticed a clue, and being able to wait outside the fog for such a long time, there is a high probability that he has evil thoughts in his heart.

"This person cannot be kept."

He said secretly in his heart.



"It's strange. I've been standing outside the fog for more than a month, but there's no movement at all."

In the void, a trace of doubt appeared on the face of the bald monk.

More than a month ago, he came to this area by chance in order to escape a space storm and enter the strong wind turbulence.

He accidentally discovered the existence of the huge fog, but the fog itself was a powerful natural restriction. He also noticed traces of high-level formations outside, so he did not force his way in.

Instead, he hid in the dark and sent a strange insect that could change its shape to guard outside the fog, observing in secret and waiting for opportunities.

But after waiting for more than a month, no movement was found. No monk came out of the fog, and no one tried to enter the fog.

"It's probably some monk's secluded place of cultivation."

"There has been no movement for a long time. It is very likely that it has fallen. If we enter, we might be able to find a lot of rare treasures."

His heart was on fire.

Although it is not ruled out that the other party is in retreat, even if he encounters the worst situation, even if the other party is a Nascent Soul Lord, he is somewhat sure of escaping in a special environment like Void.

"Wealth can be found in danger! Take a gamble!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in the bald monk's eyes, and he flew to that mysterious fog at high speed.

Just as he was getting closer and closer to the fog, suddenly, many illusions appeared in his eyes, which made him feel stunned.

Before he could recover, in just an instant, Sanskrit sounds sounded in the void, and golden lotus flowers appeared out of thin air.

A golden body with a blurry face and a height of a hundred feet appeared in the void, holding a Buddhist seal with one hand.

The golden body of the Dharma blooms with thousands of Buddha lights, illuminating the heaven and earth with a bright and majestic light, which makes the bald monk feel a faint sense of surrender.

The handprints grew rapidly, containing all kinds of true Buddhist meanings, and pressed against the bald monk with an overwhelming force.

At the critical moment of life and death, the bald monk regained his clarity, but before he had time to sacrifice his magic weapon, a black light flowed on the surface of his body, and in the blink of an eye, he condensed into a thick armor.

Under the seal, there was no way to avoid it. His two arms rapidly grew in size and crossed over his head.

"puff!"

His hands collided head-on with the seal. His body was extremely strong, and he was beaten to the point where he vomited blood and blood. His two arms disintegrated, and monster insects with ferocious shapes flew out.

At the cost of being seriously injured, he finally got a chance to breathe. Just when he was about to act accordingly, suddenly, a deep purple jade sword flew out from the depths of the void.

"Intermediate magic weapon! There is an old Yuanying monster!"

The bald monk sensed the powerful aura of Nanming Leihuojian, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately shouted:

"Senior misunderstanding! Junior is just passing through here! There is no other way!"

"The junior disciple is..."

Before he could finish speaking, wisps of deep purple thunder fire spewed out of the jade mirror.

The thunder and fire were fierce and domineering, and in an instant they spread into a sea of ​​fire with a radius of several miles, covering him.

I don’t know where this deep purple thunder fire came from. Once it is contaminated with it, it is like gangrene attached to the bones. Neither magic nor treasures can dispel it.

He knew in his heart how terrifying the unknown monk was, and made an instant decision.

A cold and evil aura spread from the body, and in an instant, whether it was the thick armor or the unusually thick arms, there was a buzzing sound inside.

Immediately, the entire body disintegrated silently, and hundreds of strange insects flew in all directions.

This is a strange life-preserving secret method that he has practiced. When life and death are at stake, the soul can separate and possess the strange insects that have been raised for many years.

Strange insects are invulnerable to water and fire and have tenacious vitality. As long as one escapes, there is a glimmer of hope of survival.

In the thousands of deep purple flames, most of the strange insects fell down, and dozens of them seized the opportunity and fled towards the depths of the void.

"Where to escape?!"

Lu Xuan's figure appeared out of thin air, as if teleporting directly from a distance, silently and without any warning.

He opened his mouth and spat out, and a strange needle with a faint luster shot out.

The strange needles are extremely fast and cannot be caught by the naked eye, appearing and disappearing in the void.

There seems to be a strange force field on the flying needle. Wherever it passes, strange insects in a certain area around it are involuntarily attracted.

In an instant, the few dozen remaining strange insects were attracted together by the Yin-Yang Magnetic Divine Needle.

The magic needle passed through the bodies of all the strange insects silently.

In an instant, dozens of strange insects exploded silently at the same moment, and even a few corpses were annihilated by a strange force field.

"The late stage of pill formation..."

"Intermediate magical power! Two intermediate magic weapons!"

"Is this the fucking late stage of pill formation?!"

When all the dust settled, Lu Xuan's figure was revealed, floating in the air, looking at the scene in front of him with a half-smile.

Sensing the aura on his body, the bald monk's soul possessed by the strange insect roared silently and then disappeared into the void.

With a thought in Lu Xuan's mind, the Yin-Yang Magnetic Needle quickly became smaller and penetrated into his ear with great dexterity.

The Nanming Thunder Fire that was still burning quietly gathered together, forming wisps of deep purple flames, all of which returned to the Nanming Thunder Fire Mirror.

(End of chapter)


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