One Piece Treasure Box System

As long as the plague god Lu Yue was prevented from sending those powerful corpse puppets to the world, the corpse refiner disciples and elders in front of him were no different from the lamb to be slaughtered.

The elder in the late stage of "Who" screamed sharply. The figure that was originally kneeling on the ground instantly bounced, and he slapped the eight-foot long coffin behind him. The three corpse puppets and the strong corpse puppet who originally stood beside him, Its guard is among them.

"Your ancestor" Roya was unhappy at all. If he was late for a while, when he arrived, there would be no difference from the food delivered to the door. Naturally, his tone at this time was not at all polite.

"The peak of Sanxian in the demon way, I dared to break into the great formation of my sect, and the grand ceremony of my sect to invite the gods will be destroyed today." The elder of the late Sanxian period narrowed his eyes and already saw Luo Yana. The realm of undisguised "one nine three" practice.

The elder of this corpse refinement sect did not care about being said to be an ancestor. He was a Zuo Dao monk, and he didn't care about his ancestors who were not ancestors. His grandfather stopped him to cultivate immortals, and he was sent to Huangquan personally.

"Fuck, I am a demon." Luo Ya cursed secretly, watching after the nine-character mantra aquarium seal disappeared, the murderous intent was exposed just now, and he turned into blood-red hair again. He really did not know how to refute it.

He looks like this, murderous, and no one believes that it is not a demon way, so he just wrote the big words I am a bad person on his face.

However, this person from the Journey to the West, how can he not be a little creative if he doesn’t pull his skin and tear his bones, or frustrate his bones and burn ashes.

"The elder corpse, the other party is not good, it is better to meet the enemy first, and the matter of asking the gods is urgent." The elders in the early days of Sanxian were also gloomy, but they were calm, knowing that this is not the time to talk about this.

"Huh, dirty corpse, you don’t need to talk about this kind of thing. The disciples line up to meet the enemy and protect the mountain, and open the plague formation." The corpse of the late Sanxian stage snorted and shouted loudly. The hall was destroyed. , This grand ceremony of inviting God was broken, which also made his heart very worried.

Unknown powerful enemies thousands of miles away, the falling meteors and extraordinary magical powers are not something they can deal with. The immortals of the upper realm are not invited down, and perhaps only death is waiting for them.

This Sanxian elder obviously wouldn't associate Roja with the huge meteorite that landed at a gate thousands of miles away. He was in the late Sanxian stage, and he naturally knew how capable this realm was.

That level of means, not to mention true immortals, even Taiyi Sanxian, may not be able to release them, the power that destroys the world, even if Luo Ya now tells him that the meteor is released by himself, Elder Sanxian would not believe it.

"Plague Huang Formation" Luo Ya could not help frowning when he heard the words of Elder Sanxian. This Plague Huang Formation was the guardian formation of the plague god Lu Yue. At the beginning of the Conferred God battle, Jiang Ziya was trapped for a hundred days.

Just like these shrimp soldiers and crabs, they can make a joke about the disease, even if they can show it, the power is estimated to be different.

After thinking about it in his mind, Luo Yasuo was not in a hurry to do his hands. He sat a little bit under his feet, resting on Erlang's legs, sitting on the Dayu Bagua furnace, watching these people line up with interest.

"Demon Dao, what is your relationship with that valve?" Elder Sanxian saw more than a hundred formations gradually light up, and his heart was determined. This plague formation was laid by Lian Shimen ancestor Lu Yue himself. , If you don't practice the corpse sect technique, you can't resist that plague.

In the beginning, the power of the immortal declined, the five senses were weakened, the hands and feet were numb, and the poison of the plague became deep, and it would not take a long time to become that plague corpse. This formation, at the level of a true immortal, could not resist without the treasure of the body.

Even Taiyi Sanxian, if you inhale too much, it will be greatly affected. If you are not careful, the combat power is even not as good as ordinary Sanxian.

"It's okay. Today, I just came to borrow your life. There is too much karma, and it's very sad." Luo Ya shrugged indifferently, saying murderous words, but it sounded like It is as casual as borrowing a piece of tissue.

"Karma, you, you are a demon cultivator" As soon as he heard Luo Ya's words, he saw the scarlet aura wafting from his body, his body trembled, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

No matter what era the magic cultivation is in, it is a horrible existence in the legend. It uses karma to enhance the cultivation base, kills creatures for pleasure, and absorbs the life essence of creatures to supplement oneself. Almost every magic cultivation is born. catastrophe

Demon cultivators follow the path of the wayfarer, kill the robbers with them, and wherever they go, there will be a bloody storm. Although many demon cultivators are short-lived, they are really terrifying.

In Journey to the West, there has been no magic repair for nearly a thousand years, and even many new generations have no idea about such a thing, but this corpse is the first group of disciples of the corpse refinement sect. Started to practice Zuo Dao's technique.

He has seen magic cultivators twice, and both of these times, they seem to have passed by with death. If it weren’t for the magic cultivator’s insignificance on his body, I’m afraid he would not know how many reincarnations are now. Repeatedly.

The corpse thought of this, and the more he looked at Luo Ya, the more he resembled the magic repair he had seen thousands of years ago, with long scarlet hair and blood-red robe, and his body was entangled with karma and murderous blood mist all the time.

The demonic cultivator whom I saw thousands of years ago was said to have encountered a heavenly punishment when he became a golden immortal. The reason for the heavenly punishment is very simple. The karma on his body has already reached no matter what kind of treasure, he can't cover up and contend. Point.

"Imagination is really rich." Luo Ya raised his eyebrows and sat on the gossip stove, watching the plague formation rise rapidly, and the transparent yellow light cover completely encased the entire corpse refinement sect.

And a faintly yellow mist slowly expelled above the mask, moving along a mysterious trajectory in the space of 49, everything around it became invisible, even the distance between them was less than a few dozen. Mi's corpse was gone.

Luo Ya Zhoutian's starry pupil turned to activate his ability to see through everything, his sight repeated to clear the light, in the little light of the formation, a few giant coffins lit up on the center of the formation, which was exactly where the eyes were.

As soon as the mist of the plague array approached the whole body, the Xuan Du Nihuo robe on Luo Ya's body spontaneously moved, and the flames burned and eroded the mist cleanly.

At the beginning of the Conferred God battle, the cracking method of this plague formation had long been made public. It was nothing more than a flame, and this flame was of course not a common fire, and a flame of insufficient level had no effect on it.

"Sniffing cough cough cough".