Cultivation Is Like This

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 Chang has the opportunity of the blood of the snake god, his ability is greatly improved, and he has supernatural powers, not to mention these half-dead cripple, even if he himself plays the game, he may not be able to beat her without taking off his clothes.

Don’t think too much, only the purple-robed cultivator has this strength.

She Hean stood aside and didn’t wait for sweet words, because it was not rare, so it didn’t matter, he was a little dissatisfied and said: “He is the successor of the ‘Sewing the Dead’, his magic skills are strange and unpredictable, he is good at imprisoning the primordial spirit, and sewing up corpses for his own use, The last few are the flesh puppets he refined, be careful, don’t fall for his tricks.”

I have heard of Demon Corpse Dao and Demon Corpse Dao. What is Sewing Corpse Dao? Is it the genre in the old version?

Lu Bei frowned, and suddenly said: “It turned out to be the way of sewing the corpse, no wonder it is so tricky, it looks like a strong enemy.”

I think you don’t even know!

She Hen rolled his eyes, out of concern for the man’s face, he didn’t say it directly, and continued to transmit his voice: “His realm is above the innate, I haven’t found out exactly how, we will join forces later, it’s safer.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve learned a few new tricks recently. It’s a rare opportunity. Let’s practice with him first. If it feels average, I’ll add another one to you.” Lu Bei was eager to try it.

She Hen didn’t say anything after hearing the words, rubbed the gold bracelet with his fingertips, and slowly backed away to make room for Lu Bei to be beaten.

This man has been a little bit floating recently, and it’s okay to be beaten.

Seeing She Hean retreating, Senior Sister and the others looked at each other and tried to retreat a few steps. Seeing that the purple-robed cultivator did not object, they quickened their pace to withdraw a certain distance.

“You are very good. The innate realm has tempered a powerful body that is rarely seen in the transformation of gods. You can enter my door and get a disciple seat.” The purple-robed monk said lightly. He is different, he is here to buy.

On the current purchase list, She Chang’s bloodline and Lu Bei’s physical body are firmly in the top two, which makes him coveted.

“You’re not bad either. It’s like wiping the dung with your little mouth, but I didn’t send a goose to be a dung-picking boy.”

Lu Bei hummed disdainfully, his eyes swept across the purple-robed cultivator’s body, and he instantly knew where the biggest door in his body was.

Face.

Boom! !

The grass and mud collapsed, leaving the afterimage on the spot for a while.

Lu Bei’s vertical fist opened the way, and in the blast of air flow like a stormy sea, the fist edge raged the sound wave, rubbed the blood column, broke through layer by layer, and exploded the roar of tigers and dragons.

The    fist mark is terrifying and the power is terrifying.

The purple-robed cultivator was overjoyed, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward and stepped forward, slowly raising his right arm, blocking the place where the punches must pass.

Wash la la————

The clothes were screeching, and the purple-robed cultivator took the punch, and found that he still underestimated the power of this punch.

The moment    received the fist, the sound of the bell banging exploded in his ears, and an indescribable terrifying force spread from the palm of the hand and vented to every subtle part of the body.

In an instant, the muscles, bones, flesh and even the internal organs all trembled violently under this terrifying force.

The skin turned from white to black, and strands of blood escaping from it. It was hit by the violent fist wind, and it was misted and dissipated in the blink of an eye.

! !

The    fist power exploded in the body, and the purple-robed cultivator took seven or eight steps back in a row. Every time he took a step back, the robe on his body burst open. After it stopped, his right arm was exposed to the air.

The dense scales cover the strong arms, and the outline of the muscles is clearly visible. It looks like a human being like a monster.

“I underestimate you…”

The purple-robed cultivator shook his right arm, waved his hand and tore off the sleeve of his left arm, and slammed his fists into front of him and slammed into the golden iron, and said overjoyedly, “I came to Wuzhou for ten years, and this is the first time I met someone who could hurt my body. body repair, I want to see what you and your feet are!”

Like most of his opponents, the purple-robed cultivator also regarded Lu Bei as a demon cultivator. To put it simply, he thought Lu Bei was a transformed monster.

Lu Bei didn’t reply, he fixed his eyes on the position of the purple-robed monk’s torn clothes, the proportions of the blue-black arms and the torso were extremely incongruous, there were many stitch marks on the body, and the skin color was different…

turned out to be a stitch monster.

Knowing the details of the purple-robed cultivator, his expression suddenly became strange.

The so-called stitching monsters are how bold and prolific people are. The indigenous NPCs are limited by information channels and have a serious lack of imagination. Instead, players can learn the magic art of stitching the corpse, and keep the style of the Xiuxian world every year. The update is also diligent.

This year the demons are flying all over the sky, next year the tentacles are everywhere, and the next year the streets will be full of tauren…

Not to mention, just a few puppets over there, replaced by players to operate, is a real-life figure.

changed hands and sold the money, and in three months, he became rich enough to rival the country, and he bought Hu Er to be a maid.

It’s a pity that it hurts Tianhe. It’s not a business of carbon-based life. Otherwise, Lu Bei will not let go of this business. A gentleman loves money in a proper way, and cutting leeks is more suitable for him.

“Come again, the punch just now should not be your full strength. If you perform well, I will let you be a part of my body.”

The purple-robed cultivator raised his fist in his hand, a phantom was pulled out, and countless **** arrows stabbed at Lu Bei. The latter raised a punch, blasting the air, and the blood was torn apart, and broken arrows were shot all over the place.

Lu Bei took a deep breath and activated the skill ‘Sword Body’. With the blast of air like a continuous cannon, he took three steps in parallel, and suddenly stepped in front of the purple-robed monk.

He raised his five fingers and palms together, and the knife in his hand fell into the hurricane, like a giant axe, and his momentum jumped several times higher than before.

Under the violent airflow, the bronze mask on the purple-robed cultivator’s face shattered into pieces, and the black eyes that were faintly visible burned violently.

Boom!

Rumble————

A series of thunderbolts exploded, Lu Bei’s fists and palms advanced together, and the storm-like offensive suddenly fell, easily tearing the beam of blood and light, and smashed all the sewers to the purple-robed cultivator to sew up his body.

The purple-robed cultivator intends to test Lu Bei’s limit, he can’t avoid it, he raised his fists with both hands, and he fought back and forth with him in response to Lu Bei’s offensive.

Where the two met, the mud and grass swept across the sky, and the sky was three feet high. Every time they collided, a storm swept the surrounding area, forcing the onlookers to retreat again and again.

“Senior sister, you have a good innate ability to fight with the master. It’s just a monster. It’s not a problem for me to wait and see.

One person whispered: “It’s better to take this opportunity, we will join forces to capture that innate concubine, he will throw a rat, and the master will definitely be able to win.”

“It’s a pole is a pole.”

“Me too!”

“What nonsense are you talking about!”

Beautiful beauty Xiu’s face sank, and she glared fiercely at a few of her incompetent classmates, and then slowly said: “Master’s magic skills are unparalleled in the world, why should I wait for help, you guys watch carefully, that Xiantian will definitely not last long.”

While speaking, the beautiful and beautiful Xiu clenched her fists sharply, her eyes fixed on the center of the battlefield, and she silently cheered for Lu Bei.

Three years ago, she sought an opportunity to meet a purple-robed cultivator, who was beaten to death on the spot and made into a half-dead body puppet. Since then, he has dragged the body of a living dead and served around the purple-robed cultivator. His Primordial Spirit has been imprisoned and cannot help himself.

Because of the highest cultivation level, she became the senior sister among the puppets, and the rest of the puppets were confused, and they got by with the lewd power of the purple-robed cultivator. Only she is different, she has not given up struggling, and is unwilling to give up any chance of courting death.

On the other side, She Chang secretly guarded against the sneak attacks of the puppets, stayed away from the center of the battle, and calmed the restless golden-scaled snake.

“It’s useless, the body of the sewed corpse is made of dead objects, and your venom can’t hurt him.”

She Yan’s face flashed a little bit of displeasure: “Instead, it’s another dead man. I don’t know what kind of sorcery he practiced recently, but it has become more and more powerful. It’s really annoying. Does he have no bottleneck?”

Boom! boom! boom—-

With the sound of   ’s punching into the flesh, Lu Bei’s punching speed became faster and faster, and the purple-robed Taoist 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 a thick face, bright eyes and white teeth, and a little pink daisy embellishment, reflecting the delicate and glamorous temperament.

I have pity on this head, I don’t know which fairy suffered.

Lu Bei turned a blind eye, opened his long fist with a cross arm, raised his palm with a sneer, pointed like a sword, and stabbed the open chest of the middle door of the Taoist priest in purple robe.

The fingertips spit out the white cold light, and the speed is as fast as a ghost.

The skill ‘Immortal Sword Intent · Remnant’ blends a little bit of ‘Xiantian Yiqi’, and uses the ‘Dark Tide”s gas storage + critical strike, and the lethality is approaching the 100,000 mark.

Oops!

At the moment when the    sword finger was close to the body, the Taoist Zipao realized that the situation was wrong, his body flickered, and he faintly wanted to jump off the spot.

It’s too late.

The    sword pointed like a broken bamboo, and easily penetrated the hard skin that the Taoist Zipao sutured on his chest, and the muscles, sternum, heart… were broken layer by layer.

Lu Bei’s arm sank into the purple-robed Taoist’s chest and came out through his back. He was about to make up for the knife in a row when the afterimage flashed in front of him, and when he turned to look, the purple-robed Taoist was already dozens of meters away.

“Good sword, good sword intent! Deliberately hiding my clumsiness just for this sure-kill strike, really good intentions!”

The purple-robed Taoist had a big hole in his chest, and he sat facing south with clear ventilation. He gritted his teeth and pulled out his broken heart, and said in a cold voice, “You destroy Taoist, I have treasured the devil’s heart for many years, and you will not die today. I will definitely cut your head and take your sword. Heart!”

“My eyesight is really bad, what’s the use of having a heart. It’s obvious that the most powerful mouth in Ding’s body is this mouth. After using it, it’s okay.” Lu Bei chuckled.

She Chang: “…”

is well-founded, sorry for her difficulty in refuting.

The purple robe Taoist lost his demon heart, and his powerful mana cultivation base dropped sharply. From the previous vagueness, he plummeted to the early stage of the transformation of the gods. And because of the damage of the devil’s heart, he lost the ability to flicker and teleport, and his bowels turned green with regret.

Obviously his strength is much higher than that of Lu Bei, but just to test the quality of the goods, he put a little water…

Thinking of this, Taoist Zipao didn’t dare to take it lightly, and a tiger roar shook his clothes.

I saw that the colorful body was covered with traces of needle and thread stitching, the Taoist cultivation was a beautiful face, the demon cultivation was flesh and blood, the demon cultivation was the internal organs, and the Buddhist cultivation was the spine and bones.

It doesn’t even have any wings, it’s just normal stuff.

glanced at the scaly long tail swinging behind the old demon head, Lu Beiwang secretly despised it, his imagination was too poor, if it was a player, this tail would definitely grow in front.

(end of this chapter)