aircannonsinc Chapter 143 The Streets Are Full Of Tauren
Chapter 143 The Streets Are Full Of Tauren
Chapter 143 The streets are full of tauren
While speaking, Lu Bei ignored the crowd and locked his eyes on the purple-robed monk.
She Xuan received the bloodline of the Snake God, greatly improved her abilities, and had Divine Ability at her side. Not to mention these half-dead cripples, even if he were to show up in person, he might not be able to fuck her without taking off his clothes.
Don't think too much, only the purple-robed monk has this strength.
She Xuan stood aside, not waiting for sweet words, because it was not rare, so it didn't matter, and said with a slight dissatisfaction: "He is the successor of the 'Corpse Sewing Way', his magic skills are weird and unpredictable, he is good at confining the Primordial Spirit, and he can sew corpses for his own use. The next few are flesh puppets he refined, be careful not to fall into his tricks."
I have heard of Demon Corpse Path and Demon Corpse Path. What is Corpse Sewing Path? Is it a genre in the old version?
Lu Bei frowned and said suddenly: "It turns out to be a corpse sewing method. No wonder it's so difficult. It looks like a powerful enemy."
I don’t think you know that at all!
She Xuan rolled her eyes, but out of concern for the man's face, she did not speak directly and continued to transmit: "His realm is at Innate Qi. I haven't found out the specifics yet. We will join forces later to be safer."
"Don't worry, I've recently learned a few new tricks. It's a rare opportunity. Let's practice with him first. If the feel is average, I'll add another one of yours soon." Lu Bei had just acquired the Immortal Sword Intent and was eager to try it.
She Xuan didn't say anything after hearing this. She rubbed the gold bracelet with her fingertips and slowly pulled away to give Lu Bei a space to be beaten.
This man has been a little distracted lately, so a beating won't hurt.
Seeing She Xuan retreating, the senior sister and others looked at each other and took a few tentative steps back. Seeing that the purple-robed monk had no objection, they quickened their pace and retreated some distance.
"You are very good. In the Innate Qi realm, you have developed a strong body that is rare in Soul Formation. You can become a disciple under my sect." The purple-robed monk said lightly. Others who enter the secret realm regard the treasures of heaven and earth as opportunities. He is different, he is here to purchase goods.
On the current shopping list, She Xuan's bloodline and Lu Bei's body are firmly in the top two, and they both make him covet.
"You're not bad either. Your little mouth looks like it's smeared with excrement. You can join my Lofty Brow Faction and be a dung boy."
Lu Bei snorted disdainfully, his eyes swept over the purple-robed monk's body, and he instantly understood where the largest shield on his body was.
Face.
boom! !
The grass and mud flew away, and the remaining shadows were stagnant in place.
Lu Bei raised his fist to clear the way. In the air explosion like a stormy sea, the fist ravaged sound waves, rubbed against the bloody air column, broke through layer by layer, and exploded with the roar of tigers and dragons.
The fist seal is terrifying and its power is terrifying.
The purple-robed monk was overjoyed and stepped forward instead of retreating. He slowly raised his right arm to block the place where the fist must pass.
Crash---
With his clothes making a sound, the purple-robed monk took the punch mark and found that he still underestimated the power of this punch.
The moment he received the punch, the sound of a bell exploded in his ears, and an indescribable terrifying force spread from his palm and vented to every detail of his body.
In an instant, all the muscles, bones, flesh, and even the internal organs were trembling violently under this terrifying force.
The skin turned from white to black, and wisps of blood escaped. When hit by the violent fist wind, it atomized and dissipated without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Bang! !
All the power of the fist exploded in the body, and the purple-robed monk took seven or eight steps back in succession. Every time he took a step back, his robe exploded in one place. When it stopped, the right arm that received the punch was exposed to the air.
Thin scales cover the strong arms, and the outline of the muscles is clearly visible. It looks like a human or a demon, but I don’t know what kind it is.
"I underestimated you..."
The purple-robed monk shook his right arm and pulled off the sleeve of his left arm with a wave of his hand. He put his fists in front of him and struck the gold and iron. He was overjoyed and said: "I have been in Wu Zhou for ten years, and this is the first time I have encountered someone who can hurt my body." I want to see what your body is like!"
Like most of his opponents, the purple-robed monk also regarded Lu Bei as a Monster Cultivator. To put it more simply, he believed that Lu Bei was a monster that took on another form.
Lu Bei did not reply. He looked intently at the damaged clothes of the purple-robed monk. The proportions of his blue-black arms and torso were extremely uncoordinated. There were traces of stitches in many places on his body, and his skin color was also different...
It turns out to be a stitch monster.
After finding out the details of the purple-robed monk, his expression suddenly became strange.
The so-called suture monster refers to how bold a person is and how productive he is. The native NPCs are limited by information channels and have a serious lack of imagination. Instead, players can learn the magic skills of sewing corpses and keep the style of Immortal Cultivation World the same every year. Version updates are also diligent.
This year demons are flying all over the sky, next year their tentacles are everywhere, and the year after that the streets are full of tauren...
Not to mention the puppets over there, if controlled by a player, they would look like Perfected Being figures.
After reselling the money, he became as rich as the enemy in three months, and bought Hu Er as a maid.
It's a pity that Tianhe is not a business made by carbon-based life. Otherwise, Lu Bei will not let go of this business no matter what. A gentleman loves money in a proper way, and cutting leeks is more suitable for him.
"Besides, that punch just now probably wasn't your full strength. If you perform well, Daoist, I'll be lenient and let you become a part of my body."
The purple-robed monk raised his fist in his hand, pulled out a phantom, and stabbed Lu Bei with countless bloody arrows. The latter raised a punch, blasting the air, causing blood to burst into pieces, and broken arrows to fly all over the place.
Lu Bei took a deep breath and activated the skill 'Sword Body'. Amidst the explosions of air flow like a barrage of cannons, he took three steps and one step at a time, and suddenly stepped in front of the purple-robed monk.
Raising his five fingers together, he slashed the hurricane with the knife in his hand, like a giant axe, and his momentum was several times higher than before.
Under the violent airflow, the corners of the bronze mask on the purple-robed monk's face shattered, and the faintly visible black eyes suddenly burned.
boom!
Rumble————
A series of thunderbolts exploded, Lu Bei advanced with fists and palms, and the violent storm-like offensive suddenly fell, easily tearing apart the blood and energy beams, and blasted them all towards the purple-robed monk to sew his body.
The purple-robed monk deliberately tested Lu Bei's limits. He raised his fists with both hands without hiding, and fought Lu Bei's attacks hard.
Where the two men met, mud and grass flew into the sky, and the sky was three feet high within dozens of feet. Every time they collided, a storm swept around them, forcing the onlookers to retreat again and again.
"Senior sister, the Innate who fought against Master is very capable. He is simply a monster. It is not a big deal for me to wait and see. If Master pursues him, he will have to shed his skin and change his bones."
One person whispered: "Why don't we take this opportunity and join forces to capture Innate's mistress? If he throws a rat weapon, Master will definitely win a complete victory."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Me too!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
The pretty beauty cultivator's face darkened, and she glared at several of her incompetent classmates, and then said slowly: "Master's magic skills are incredible, why do you need my help? You guys should watch carefully, that Innate will definitely not be able to last long."
As she spoke, the beautiful Xiu clenched her fists, fixed her gaze on the center of the battlefield, and silently cheered for Lu Bei.
Three years ago, she sought an opportunity and met a purple-robed monk, who beat him to death on the spot and turned him into a half-dead flesh puppet. Since then, he has been dragging a body of a living dead to serve the purple-robed monk. His Primordial Spirit is imprisoned and he cannot help himself. He cannot find a simple way to die.
Because she had the highest level of cultivation, she became the senior sister among the puppets. The other puppets were in a muddleheaded state and were getting by under the obscene power of the purple-robed monk. Only she was different. She had not given up her struggle and was unwilling to give up any chance of seeking death.
On the other side, She Xuan secretly guarded against the puppets' sneak attack, stayed away from the center of the battle, and calmed the restless golden-scaled snake.
"It's useless. The corpse's body is made of dead things. Your venom can't hurt him."
A bit of displeasure flashed across She Xuan's face: "On the contrary, it's another dead man. I don't know what kind of magic he has practiced recently, but he has become even more powerful. It's really annoying. Doesn't he have a bottleneck?"
boom! boom! boom----
Amidst the impact of punches to flesh, Lu Bei's punches became faster and faster, and the purple-robed Daoist gradually found it difficult to keep up. As a stream of air passed by, the bronze mask was overwhelmed, and the broken pieces peeled off.
Under the mask, there is an extremely charming face, with creamy face, bright eyes and white teeth, embellished with a little pink and white, reflecting the charming and charming temperament.
I'm sorry for this head, I don't know which fairy suffered the disaster.
Lu Bei turned a blind eye, raised his long fist with his arms and raised his palm with a sneer, and pointed it like a sword to the purple-robed Daoist's chest with the middle door wide open.
The fingertips spit out scorching white cold light as fast as a ghost.
Lu Bei's arm sank into the chest of the purple-robed Daoist and came out through the back. Just as he was about to hit the target continuously, the afterimage flashed in front of him. He turned around and saw that the purple-robed Daoist had teleported dozens of meters away.
(End of chapter)
There was a big hole in the chest of the purple-robed Daoist. He sat facing north and south. It was well ventilated. He gritted his teeth and took out the broken heart. He said in a cold voice: "You destroyed Daoist's devilish heart that I have treasured for many years. I will not stop fighting today. I will behead you and take your Sword." Heart!”
The purple-robed Daoist lost his demonic heart, and his powerful magic power dropped sharply. From the previous vagueness and uncertainty, he plummeted to the early stage of the Soul Formation Realm. And because his demonic heart was damaged, he lost the ability to blink and teleport, and his intestines turned green with regret.
Glancing at the long scaly tail swinging behind the old devil, Lu Bei secretly despised it. His imagination was too poor. If it were a player, this tail would definitely grow in front.
She Xuan: "..."
It's reasonable and well-founded, but it's hard for her to refute.
"You have such bad eyesight. What's the use of having a heart? Obviously the most powerful thing about Ding is his mouth. I've already said it after using it." Lu Bei chuckled lightly.
"What a sword, what a Sword Intent! You deliberately hide your clumsiness just for this one sure blow, you are so scheming!"
It's too late.
It doesn't even have wings, it's just an ordinary thing.
The moment the sword pointed close to his body, the purple-robed Daoist realized that something was wrong. His body flickered, and he was about to jump away from the place.
Oops!
Obviously his strength is much higher than Lu Bei's, but he just put a little water in to test the quality of the goods...
The sword finger was as powerful as breaking bamboo, easily piercing through the hard skin of the purple robe Daoist's chest, muscles, sternum, heart... layer by layer.
Thinking of this, the purple-robed Daoist did not dare to take it lightly anymore, and a tiger roar shook his clothes away.
The colorful body is covered with traces of stitching. The Dao Cultivator is the beautiful face, the Monster Cultivator is the flesh and blood bag, the Demon Cultivator is the internal organs, and the Buddhist Cultivator is the spine and bones. It can be said that the strengths of each are integrated into one body.
The skill 'Immortal Sword Intent·Zan' is blended with a little 'Innate Qi', and combined with the energy charge + critical hit of 'Dark Tide', the lethality is close to the 100,000 mark.