"Wang Lu, if your so-called sure victory is to let her take action, then there is no need to continue today's battle. We believe that we are definitely not your master's opponent in the realm of Jindan."

After the King of Ten Thousand Beasts was defeated, other real people in the God Transformation were not interested in trying. Even Feng Yin, the recognized No. 1 God Transformation in the Kyushu, once admitted that it was impossible to defeat Wang Wu in the realm of Golden Pills.

People don’t have to humiliate themselves.

Wang Lu explained helplessly: "She is not on the list of Jindan team today. Haven't any of you god-transforming masters seen the list? She is a cheerleader, not a single team member."

Hearing this, the real people of the God Transformation hurriedly found the battle notice sent a few days ago. Sure enough, they saw the list of personnel from the Jindan group in the attachment, and there was no name of Wang Wu in it.

"Since it's not Wang Wu's end, how do you have the confidence to win?"

Wang Lu said: "As for this, I have to invite you to witness with the Taoist fellow Taoists who are present today. I can only say that the program I have prepared will never disappoint you."

After saying that, Wang Lu turned sideways and faced the members of the Jindan team behind him: "Please take action by Senior Wuxu."

In the crowd, a thin old man walked out. He was only five feet tall, wearing a gray-yellow robe, with a slightly hunched back making him look smaller. He was holding a lantern in his hand, just a candle in the lantern.

Not only did the fire not bring light, it dimmed the light around it.

The old man looked like a zombie. He turned his head slightly and said to Wang Lu bluntly: "You and I are both golden elixirs, so there is no need to call me senior politely."

As he said that, Wu Xu Zhenren walked slowly to the martial arts arena.

His steps were slow and stiff, and each step led to his body staggering and shaking. The lantern held in his hand was even more erratic, perfectly interpreting what the twilight years of the wind... But after he walked on the stage, he snorted and said, "I

Very young”

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the field.

This Wuxu real person is also well-known in the world of immortal cultivation. When he was young, he practiced a body-building technique, which was extremely powerful in tempering his body. He was obviously from a strange school, and the soul-summoning lantern contained millions of evil magic, but he was more powerful than

The sword cultivators who specialize in fighting are brave and good at fighting. Although they are golden elixirs, they have many lives of the Nascent Soul Real People. Unfortunately, the side effects of the Fenglei Body Forging Technique gradually emerged, and the burly turbulent that was once more than meter high at its peak

My body continued to shrink and could no longer bear the fierce battle.

However, even so, the soul-summoning lanterns in his hands and hundreds of years of experience in fighting were enough to make him among the top golden elixirs at that time. The only ridiculous thing is that this old man refused to accept his old age, and he always

Think of yourself as a young man in his prime.

According to rumors, at the beginning of this Immortal Competition, the old man even went to sign up for the men's group of the beauty pageant.

After Wu Xu came on stage, several gods transformed into souls and had a secret talk.

No one is willing to fight this old Jindan. Wu Xu is too old, even older than an old guy like Feng Yin... Even if his evil magic has reached the pinnacle, he will definitely be

He is the top power among Jindan Zhenren, but even if he wins, he will be invincible.

After discussing it, no one volunteered, so Feng Yin sighed: "Since that's the case, then let me..."

Before he finished speaking, a young man dressed in a scholar smiled and said, "Then let me do it. If the leader of Fengyin takes action, what is the suspense in this battle? Then he will let down the noble school.

The chief has made some effort.”

Feng Yin smiled bitterly and did not answer. This person is the owner of Wanjuan Tower, the top sect of Wanxian Alliance. He acts well and evilly, and is neither close to or distant from major sects. His personality is also unpredictable.

His implication was that if he took action, Wang Lu would not be able to let the head of Lingjian lose and go to the opposite sex to disguise. Even if there is really any way to make the Golden Pill win over the God, it would not be easy to use, and it would be useless to waste time.

But his family knows his own affairs, and Wang Lu's sense of belonging and loyalty to the Lingjian Sect is beyond doubt, but there is no doubt that this guy will never be lenient when he cheats his own people...

So Feng Yin was relieved when the scholar Sanhe stepped forward, because he could finally watch the development of the situation and see how Wang Lu planned to make up for the huge gap between the golden elixir and the transformation of the gods.

After the scholar Sanhe came on stage, his face was filled with an excited smile: "Wuxu, I have long been famous for you and me. Back then, your bodybuilding skills were powerful in the East Li, and your gracefulness and spirit are unforgettable. Today's old guys

If you rely on your status, let us two young people compete."

Wu Xu's expression was originally tense, but when the scholar Sanhe talked about the two young people, his face suddenly trembled.

Scholar Sanhe raised his eyebrows and said, "Although I still have a lot to say to you, I can't let so many viewers wait, so let's go and get it done first."

As he said that, he raised a bamboo tube and said seriously: "Please be careful with fellow Taoist Wuxu. My name is Sanhe Scholar. This is my first river."

After saying that, he opened the lid of the bamboo tube and poured out a stream of black ink and fell on the ground of the martial arts field.

The bamboo tube seemed small, but its capacity was quite amazing. Soon the ink flowed on the ground into a small river. Taoist Wuxu looked at it from a distance. Although his face did not move, the lantern in his hand was firmly stabilized and never shaked again.

The opponent is the real person of the God Transformation. Even if he forcibly suppresses it to the realm of the Golden Pill at this time, it is still an insurmountable peak. The seemingly ordinary movement must contain some murderous intent.

At the same time, people outside the field are also paying attention to Sanhe's methods. This true man of the God Transformation has always been known for his strangeness. As the owner of Wanshulou, he has almost no record of taking action, so few people know his trump card. Fortunately, I see it now.

I finally got to see the truth.

The ink in the bamboo tube is still flowing, far exceeding the capacity it looks like, but the technology of mustard seeds and Sumeru has long been popularized. Since this bamboo tube is the spiritual treasure of the scholar Sanhe, it is not uncommon to have this function. It is just that the ink flows

It’s been a long time since I haven’t seen any other name, so it’s hard to touch it.

The scholar Sanhe poured ink for a while, and it was strange: "Fellow Taoist Wuxu, don't you come to stop me? If this continues, I will feel that it is not a good thing to win. I heard that you were like a thunder in the past, but why are you so cautious now?

The dusk is so heavy."

It's okay to say anything else. A deep breath suddenly angered Wu Xu. He immediately shook the lantern, and millions of ghosts flew out of it. The temperature on the martial arts field dropped sharply, and the earth also formed frost.

Soon, even the sky became gloomy and then dark. People were talking, and they didn't expect that Wuxu's lanterns would contain such powerful ghosts that could cover the sky and make the sky change color.

However, Wu Xu was stunned because although he summoned the strongest ghost, Dahei Tian, ​​which could allow the ghost to exert its strongest strength, had not had time to arrange it. This covers the sky and the sun is really not what he did.

The next moment, the golden elixir of Wuxu Jade Mansion trembled violently, and his instinct drove him to look up.

A dark waterfall fell from the sky, like a river of heaven and earth, soaking all things. The hundreds of ghosts placed in the sky were stained with ink and suddenly melted with screams and mixed into the ink, becoming a ball of black.

Wu Xu himself reacted in time and used the lantern to support the same darkness, hiding himself in the black rainstorm, and trying hard to support it.

The scholar of Sanhe is indeed well-known. This ink spans the long river, and the power of the golden elixir realm is almost comparable to the power of the Fairy Qionghua's Immortal Sword

No wonder he said that he was not brave enough to win. If he had attacked with all his strength while the war had just started and would not have allowed his bamboo tube to be opened, I think this Mo Ran Changhe would not have such a strong power at once...

Is it really because I am old that my personality has become dull and cowardly? Will my invincible style when I was young and will never come back?

Thinking of this, the lantern in Wu Xu Zhenren's hand shook again, and then he clearly felt that the space around him became a little narrower, shaking under the erosion of the Mo Ran River.

The Golden Pill fights the God-turning God, it seems too difficult. Perhaps the most elite monks of Qionghua have some chance of winning when they go all out, but he...

After all, he is no longer young.

However, at this moment, Wu Xu Zhenren, who was in the dark, suddenly heard a song.

A passionate and passionate song. The song was mysterious. It was clearly heard in my ears, but the image was in front of me.

This is the resonance of the five senses, which stimulates people's hearts with sound, and projects information on the other four perceptions.

In front of Wuxu, the girls who had just started dancing in lava and flames before the war started, once again dancing. They danced around the martial arts venue, singing loudly, and cheering for themselves in the singing.

Wu Xu was stunned for a while and shook his head.

It’s time to do it, even if you cheer yourself up, what’s the use? The gap in strength is so big that it can no longer be reversed by personal will.

However, after only a while, Wu Xu's gaze gradually became blurred, and he was completely immersed in the figures of the girls. The singing continued to penetrate, soaking his already dry jade mansion like a clear spring.

After a moment, an inexplicable force began to rise. Wu Xu was surprised to find that the power he thought he could never recover was gradually recovering.

Is it because of the singing of those girls? Is it because of the flawless dance? Or is it because of the sexy and enchanting body? Or... it is just their vague anticipational gaze that brought him back to that era of flying spirits and youth.

In a trance, he returned to the past, and his partner he once cherished was by his side. At that time, they were young and passionate, and they were always close to each other, exchanging their feelings in the most intimate way.

The sky and the earth are everywhere. When he was young, Wuxu real man was indulging in his slutty and left his own traces in many places. Now, as the singing gradually climaxes, he seems to be young again

On the lower abdomen, a ball of full power burning flames quickly spread to all parts of the body, moistening the withered and stretching, and endless power was born from it.
Chapter completed!