Returning from the Immortal World

The Baibang Tavern trains the strong, the latest addition of four types of projects: spell, body refining, sword and sword array. Because the orphan cigarette child woke up from a coma, and although there were not many treasures in her storage ring, none of the lower flying swords, she took the time to personally refine dozens of flying swords and hand them over to dozens of the highest-qualified masters in order to cultivate the master of the Baibang Tavern.

Sword Array!

It is Professor Ji Yumei, who has developed four types of joint fencing arrays: Double Sword Arrays, Four Elephant Sword Arrays, Eight-Yi Sword Arrays, and Ten Fang Zhoutian Sword Arrays.

Since Tang Xiu needed a group of masters to often accompany him, the orphan cigarette boy himself ordered that all ten masters practicing the Ten Fang Sunday Sword Array be sent.

And right now.

When the evil monks in the West discovered that the eleven people of Moabu had sacrificed their swords, their eyes instantly lit up. However, just after he tried to force Miao Wentang and Shao Mingzhen to retreat, not only did he not initiate an offensive, but he did not rush towards Mo 'awu and others. Instead, he quickly spilled a drop of ash and then turned and flew towards the distance.

“Escaped? ”

Miao Wentang and Shao Mingzhen looked at each other. When they turned to see the flying sword held by the 11 Moabu, their eyebrows slightly wrinkled, because they could be sure that the 11 Moabu had not carried a long sword before. And now they're carrying a flying sword, and they're wearing a legendary space ring?

Eleven flying swords.

This is something they don't dare to imagine, after all, the modern monastic world, they know very well, to the limit, the number of practitioners Phoenix Cape. Who can pull out eleven flying swords at the same time and hand them over to their men?

“Mr. Miao, do you want to go after him? ”

Moabu walked up to the two of them and asked.

Miao Wentang hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said: "Forget it! The western evil monks are too powerful, and many means have not been used. The two bloodthirsty old bats have not even appeared. Even if I joined forces with Brother Shao, I'm afraid they are not his opponents. Let's go to Tang Xiu. The smell of the golden armor is horrible. I'm afraid he's not the opponent of the golden armor. ”

A few minutes later.

The evil monk in the west had escaped more than a dozen miles, and when he found that there was no pursuit behind him, he rushed into a mountain forest. When his figure stopped under a tree, the expression on that old face was gloomy and uncertain. Miao Wen Tang is not afraid, Shiva has told him the details of Miao Wen Tang.

The other middle-aged man, who had dealt with Miao Wendeng Tang with him, had no fear, because the other person's strength and Miao Wendeng Tang were between Uncle Chung, and if he used his cards, he would definitely have killed them under the outbreak.

But…

The appearance of the eleven flying swords was like a lightning blast in his mind, shocking him to the point of fear. Eleven swords! The user is also an eleven monk who barely made it through the foundation period. What does that mean? The young man who had just gone after the Golden Armor corpse was absolutely terrible, and even behind him, he feared a very terrible force.

The Unknown is the scariest!

He thinks he understands the world of monasticism today, but suddenly he finds an unknown force that even has a flying sword, which frightens him. He was born sophisticated, discreet, and had always been plotting to move backwards. Of course, it would be very appropriate to describe him in terms of cowardice.

“What exactly are they… from? ”

In the mind of the evil monks of the West, Tang Xiu's face appeared again. The eleven monks who had just sacrificed their swords all obeyed his orders, indicating that his identity was absolutely high.

“It is important to know each other's bottom line and know each other in order to measure the level of danger after hand. ”

“The flying sword must be obtained, but on time. Killing treasure must be done neatly and beautifully, without hindsight. ”

“I hope that the Golden Armor Corpse escapes alive. ”

The evil monks in the western realm grabbed a string of Buddha beads, and their thumbs snapped silent prayers. The Golden Armor Corpse is a powerful character who came out of an ancient tomb in an evil place in the West, where he fought for nearly a hundred years. They have fought, but when faced with enemies, they have always fought with enemies, and on many occasions have joined forces to defend them, creating a special meaning.

Longquan Bay, over the largest swamp. Tang Xiu held the blood drinking dagger in his reverse hand. Every time he waved, he cut out a razor blade. The body of the golden armor was unbeatably stiff. Even if the razor blade struck his body, it could only leave a white mark in the spark. Only where the carcass water poured over the body of the golden armor will the blade be swept away to inflict some damage.

“Golden Armor Corpse, you can't escape. It's your best bet.” Tang Xiu was very wary, and the golden armored corpse kept dodging.

The Golden Armor Corpse has red eyes and is filled with hatred to escape. Only occasionally can it seize the opportunity to strike back once or twice. His speed and Tang Xiu's speed are not much slower. Most importantly, Tang Xiu's experience in the field is extremely rich. Every time his attack trajectory is detected, it seems that Tang Xiu can detect it in advance.

“Who the hell are you? ”

The golden armor corpse growled furiously.

"Don't worry about who I am," said Tang Xiu coldly. "What I can tell you is, as long as you choose to hold hands, I will not kill you, but I will give you a gift. But I want the meteorite on you. ”

The golden nail corpse was impatient, his speed was not much faster than Tang Xiu, and his strength was much greater than Tang Xiu's. Most depressing of all, his sharp claws swept Tang Xiu's body, but he couldn't do much harm to Tang Xiu. He even wondered whether Tang Xiu was a human being, why did he achieve such a terrible state of physical strength?

Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa!

A shadow rushed in like electricity. After seeing those shadows, a bad premonition arose in the heart. According to theory, the power of evil monks in the western realm was strong. Even at this time, even if they could not kill all of them, they would not be killed? With the western monks here, how did they get here so fast?

“Blood sea! “

The golden nail corpse finally used the cards, as his claws ripped his eyebrows, a drop of golden brilliant blood instantly ejected, in just a second or two, the drop of golden blood burst, forming a rolling red blood tide.

Tang Xiu acutely felt the horrible energy contained in the blood tide. He was in imminent danger. "Golden Armor Corpse, I see you can't see the coffin without tears. So good, watch me break your kill moves. ”

Thunder Strike!

Drinking blood dagger has been pointing to the sky dome, the Taoist spell appeared, a horrible breath fell from the sky, the gold armor corpse's face changed dramatically, one way lightning split into the blood tide. Meanwhile, Tang Shu's arms waved, the real fire squeezed, and the blood tide of several dozen meters circled around, forming a layered true flame in the sky, covering the whole piece of blood.

“Thunderbolt? Real fire magic? ”

The golden armor of the corpse's face changed dramatically, and an oil of fear emerged from the heart. He was an ancient corpse, most afraid of lightning and real fire. Though he is powerful, the strongest is not magic, but his own physical strength.

“Here you go, meteorite. I'll give it to you. ”

Tang Xiu looked delighted and instantly caught the meteorite dropped by the golden nail corpse. He checked his eyes and threw it directly into the space ring. After watching the blood tide roll and shrink, the blinking kung fu returned to a golden liquid, and the golden nail corpse caught him in the eyebrow, he immediately put away the verdict.

“You'll be happy with your decision. ”

After Tang Hui snorted, he quickly took out a jade stone and made it into a simple jade Jane. Then he burned a method into it and shot a stream of light out of his fingers. He said again: "This is the primary cultivation method of the necropolis. Take it and cultivate it well, so that you can reach the realm of corpses and babies. If you want to follow up, come to me in the future. ”

The Corpse Refinery?

Primary Cultivation Method?

Corpse and Infant Realm?

The golden nail corpse blended into the jade Jane in his hand. When he saw the complete cultivation door, Kui's body trembled violently, and the ecstasy in his heart was even more astonishing. He is an ancient corpse with wisdom, exploring for two or three hundred years, and only a few decades ago did he find a little cultivation door, and then desperately absorb the evil air, looking for the ancient tomb gas absorption, to have the current strength.

This cultivation method.

He dared not imagine how strong he would be in the future if he followed this cultivation method.

“Thank you, Master Immortal. ”

The golden armor corpse fell on one knee and said thankfully to Tang Shu for holding his fist.

Tang Xiu said indifferently: "The reason I gave you Farmen is because you gave me the meteorite. But remember, no matter how powerful you have in the future, you must not do more than kill for the evil of ordinary people. Otherwise, I'll send someone to get rid of you, even if you get to the realm of the post-mortem. ”

“Never again," said Jinya's corpse in panic. ”

“Don Hugh! ”

“Brother Don! ”

Miao Wentang and Shao Ming rose in the air and looked at the golden armor corpse with hostility, which made them whisper.

Tang Xiu smiled. “What about the evil monks in the West? ”

Shao Ming Zhen hated and said: “He escaped. The guy didn't know what the reason was. After they used the sword array, he glanced a few times and immediately fled. ”

Tang Xiu's powerful eyes looked at Mo 'awu and others. When he saw clearly the flying sword in Mo 'awu and others' hands, his face changed dramatically. Taking a deep breath, he immediately looked at the corpse of Jin Jia and said in a silent voice: "I need to know the background of the evil monks in the West, have strong and weak powers, and all the means available to me. Even I need to know where his nest is. ”

Jin Jia's corpse heard the story and immediately slapped him into his knowledge of the evil monks in the west. He had originally said it again, and finally said: "Longquanze, it is only a few dozen kilometers from here. There's his cave, and I think he's gone back now. ”

Tang Xiu said ruthlessly: "Golden Armor Corpse, I want the evil monks of the West. How do you decide? ”

Jin Jia's corpse hesitated for a moment, looked at Jade Jane in his hand, looked at Tang Xiu again, and finally slowly said: “I don't see it, I don't hear it. This is the limit I can achieve. ”