As a professional, Wang Lu tends to take the initiative when conquering the Fairy Dream Realm.

After finding traces of the wandering Taoist priest in the Yunyang Palace, Wang Lu quickly found his true identity even though there were no further clues at all.

Because now that we understand his intention, which is to induce King Yunyang to become a tyrant, we can infer that there are only a few places where he should be at this time...

Among these few locations, the royal tomb is undoubtedly the first choice. Dozens of generations of kings of the Yun Kingdom are buried here, and they jointly guarded this beautiful and prosperous country after death. The ancient monument symbolizing the fate of the Yun Kingdom stands in the royal tomb.

In front of the mausoleum. Once the country changes, it will bear the brunt.

When Wang Lu arrived at the royal mausoleum, he had already discovered a strange change. The soldiers guarding the place were obviously affected by the spell. They were all pale and stiff, and without exception they maintained old-fashioned faces.

In fact, as the army guarding the royal tomb, they are the elite troops carefully selected by the kingdom. They are mentally resolute and loyal. They also know well what their responsibilities are. When they came here, they already regarded themselves as dead people.

At the same time, living near the royal tomb for a long time inevitably made these soldiers tainted with a certain sense of death.

This kind of army is the most stable and the most terrifying. Even the small team sent by King Yunyang to massacre the village cannot be compared with the troops guarding the royal tomb. However, in the eyes of the monks, the strength of the mortal's combat effectiveness is not important at all. What is important is

Yes, these armies are simply excellent materials for corpse soldiers.

With Wang Lu's eyesight, he could clearly see that they had been infected by a sophisticated spell. Although the traces of spell contamination were deliberately hidden, they could not be hidden from Wang Lu's eyes. At this time, they were still alive and had not been refined.

They become corpse soldiers. But I'm afraid they can't wait much longer. Now they are almost in a critical state. As long as the caster gives a command, they can quickly complete the transformation between life and death.

From this, we can also see that the wandering Taoist priest has basically completed all the preparations. It can be said that everything is ready and only owes the east wind. If he hadn't stepped in, the Yun Kingdom would have been destroyed in a matter of seconds.

But at this point, the opponent would definitely not be willing to give up, so even if he saw that he came from a famous family, he would not give in and would fight to the death.

Sure enough, when Wang Lu really stepped into the realm of Wang Ling, a gloomy voice sounded next to his ears.

"I should have known that disciples from famous sects like you like to be in the limelight. They think that with their advanced cultivation and the protection of magical weapons, they can dominate the world. They especially like to kill demons. It seems that the monks of the evil sect in the world are just fish on the chopping board.

Let you slaughter me."

The voice was erratic, left and right, but the malice in the tone overflowed like a tide.

"But you don't know that in our eyes, you righteous monks are not like this? When I first started practicing, I heard enough stories about geniuses and evil cultivators massacring you righteous idiots. In fact, over the years,

, there are countless righteous monks who have died in our hands. Twenty years ago, I personally captured a female monk who had just entered the realm of golden elixir and didn’t know the world. Guess how I concocted her? "

Wang Lu originally didn't care about this pretentious voice, but when he heard this, he laughed: "You idiot, do you know who you are showing off your meager skills in front of?"

As he spoke, he finally locked the position of his opponent and threw the Kunshan Sword out of his hand. Although the force was not strong, the sword was as fast as lightning and flew towards the tallest building among the royal tombs, the Ancient Monument of Yun Kingdom.

The ancient monument of the Yun Kingdom is the most precious treasure of the country, and its majesty is still higher than that of the living king, King Yunyang. No one can blaspheme it. However, at this time, a man wearing black clothes and a stooped figure held his hands.

There is no respect for stepping on an ancient monument.

Facing the attack of the flying sword, he smiled strangely, waved his hand and released several balls of will-o'-the-wisps, and faced the Kunshan Sword.

That will-o'-the-wisp is a ghostly evil fire that he refined by chance. It is full of corrosive energy. If it hits a person, it will immediately turn the person into highly poisonous pus. If it hits a magic weapon, it will defile its power.

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He was severely damaged. These two will-o'-the-wisps are sharp weapons used by evil cultivators to deal with the righteous monks. Twenty years ago, the righteous female monk who was captured by him was accidentally defeated because she was caught off guard and her magic weapon was contaminated by the will-o'-the-wisps.

Come

And this evil cultivator saw that Wang Lu's magic weapon was powerful. Although he didn't know that his rank had reached the level of a spiritual treasure, he could see that Wang Lu's flying sword was only very fast when he shot it, and there was no change at all. He was simply a target.

In fact, Wang Lu's ability to injure enemies with his sword is indeed not strong. With his peak Xudan state, he can barely control the flying sword to fly smoothly, and there is absolutely no lethality in battles at the same level. However, Wang Lu also

No need to worry about controlling the flying sword, Kunshan Sword is a spiritual treasure

Level 1, Sword Spirit Liang Qiu has practiced hard for thousands of years, and got an opportunity to break through the bottleneck in the Ancient Sword Tomb. Now, even if he acts independently from his master, he still has strong mobility. When he sees several groups of sinister ghost fires coming towards him, he will directly

He turned around and walked around, continuing to pounce on the evil cultivator in black.

The evil cultivator was shocked. The few will-o'-the-wisps he released seemed random, but in fact they were carefully calculated to perfectly block the movement of the flying sword. Unexpectedly, the flying sword turned in the air with incredible flexibility and speed, and directly drew a few arcs.

Bypassing the will-o'-the-wisp, he threw himself directly in front of him

Being attacked by the flying sword, the evil cultivators finally panicked. Compared to the righteous monks, their methods were more bizarre and changeable, but they were no match for them in an upright competition. Although their realm was obviously higher than their opponents, they were still fighting head-on.

He didn't have much chance of winning. The examples in the story of the righteous people transcending levels and killing evil cultivators were not just stories and legends... What's more, this flying sword was so supernatural and extraordinary. If he was hit by it head-on, his soul would inevitably fly away.

So he gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and released a wall of fire that was more than one foot high and four to five feet wide. This wall of fire seemed inconspicuous, but it was all the will-o'-the-wisps he had accumulated at this time, and it was released at once, which felt a bit like gambling.

In this battle, I was at a disadvantage from the very first move. If I could not make a comeback as soon as possible and was continuously suppressed by my opponent, I would probably be completely defeated. What orthodox monks like most is this suppressive style of play. After all, they are good at spells in frontal combat.

He is better at it. What the evil cultivator is good at is winning by surprise, and this wall of fire is his capital for a comeback.

If the opponent insists on hitting the wall of fire head-on, even the legendary spiritual treasure will be greatly damaged. And the damage to the magical treasure will inevitably affect the owner, and then you will have a chance to reverse the situation.

However, the development of things was once again beyond his control. As soon as he released the will-o'-the-wisp wall, his eyes flashed. The simple, thick but incredibly sensitive flying sword suddenly turned into a young man wearing a red and white robe.

Man. The young man was not afraid of the power of the will-o'-the-wisp at all, and directly stretched out his hand to touch the will-o'-the-wisp wall.

Before the evil cultivator had time to rejoice that he had met an opponent who didn't know the heights of the sky, he saw the will-o'-the-wisp flickering in front of his eyes, and then rushed towards him, as if he was overwhelmed by irresistible force.

This change happened so fast that the evil cultivator was shocked and was surrounded by the will-o'-the-wisps. Then he used three spells in succession, but they were unable to stop the will-o'-the-wisps from approaching. Finally, he watched in despair as he was swallowed up by the will-o'-the-wisps and turned into a puddle of pus in the blink of an eye.

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After using the Wuxiang Nameless Sword to deflect the damage from the will-o'-the-wisp, Wang Lu took a deep breath to calm down the shock in the Jade Mansion. He had just received a full blow from a Jindan-level evil cultivator without any defense, and it felt really good.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

Of course, if you were a Xudan disciple of an ordinary sect, it would not only be an uncomfortable experience. Your body would be burned directly by the will-o'-the-wisp. You might still have something to spare after dying ten times. But Wang Lu didn't feel that there was anything to be proud of.

place.

After all, I just lost a domestic dog, and the real owner is still behind, and it will undoubtedly be a hard battle. To deal with the domestic dog, Wang Lu can use a crushing style of play, and solve the opponent with three or two moves.

But if it were an evil cultivator elder who was far above him and was good at all-pervasive weird techniques, Wang Lu would have to deal with it carefully.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu couldn't help but sigh that this fairy dream realm really emphasizes fighting. The combat power of this evil cultivator in black is equivalent to the black cloud composed of thousands of spirits and demons in Peach Blossom Village in the previous ring. And the fairy dream of Peach Blossom Village

But in a team of five, Yun Guo did it alone.

While thinking about it, Wang Lu suddenly felt a shaking under his feet, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

He sneered and stepped on it. He felt as if a volcano was about to erupt beneath his feet. The overwhelming force surged up, making him unstoppable.

But Wang Lu refused to step back even half a step. He took a deep breath and used all his magic power. The two hundred and six phaseless sword bones shone with a rich luster under the orders of the imperial bones, while the simple and heavy Kunshan Sword

Pointing steadily at his feet, Wang Lu used his best three-foot sword to forcefully push back the volcano at his feet.

The next moment, a hundred feet in front of him, a thick tentacle broke out of the ground and soared into the sky. The tip of the tentacle was bloody and bloody, and poisonous pus and blood fell like raindrops, making it appear that it was seriously injured. At the same time, a

A gloomy voice floated out.

"Good boy, this move is really powerful, but it's a pity that you are still too young."

As he spoke, the ground shook one after another. One, two... a total of ten tentacles as red as blood broke out of the ground, and the tentacles stretched straight into the air and floated around.

Wang Lu had a hard time resisting even one tentacle just now. If all ten tentacles came out at once, it would seem like a dead end. But after seeing this formation, Wang Lu felt at ease.

"A corpse hunter who drives corpse beasts? Judging from the shape of these tentacles, they are made from hybrids of ancient giant earthworms, right? It's a pity that the giant earthworms are of such a high grade, but the corpses have been made by you to be so unfair.

, it seems that you are at the peak level of Jindan, right?...Tsk, I thought I would meet a Nascent Soul-level opponent, but in the end, I was still a bastard.

The man who drove the corpse beast smiled sinisterly and said: "Why do you need the Nascent Soul realm to deal with a kid like you who doesn't know the heights of the world? The peak of the Golden Core is enough."
Chapter completed!