When Liu Zhuo heard the cough, he looked suspicious.

He put the hammer into the storage bag, pinched several magic tricks in succession, and then supported the five-layer low-level shield again, then rushed forward, intending to see what was going on.

At this moment, on the mud ground stained with blood, a hole was penetrated in his chest, and the blood-stained sulen was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he was coughing violently. With this cough, more blood suddenly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Liu Zhuo came close to him and was stunned. He then hurriedly bullied himself, holding Su Chun's wrist, and a pure spiritual breath slowly rushed over.

"Fellow Daoist Su, can you still hold on?" Liu Zhuo looked at the bloody hole in Su Chun's chest and said with a little sad expression.

When Su Chun saw Liu Zhuo, an inexplicable spirit suddenly appeared in his originally turbid eyes. He coughed violently again and said in a weak voice: "Senior, I am dead. The reason why I have to last until now is that I hope you can destroy the two despicable monks and find here."

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he sighed in his heart and asked, "Do you have something to entrust me to me?"

Su Chun used his blood-stained fingers to tremble slightly, and handed them to Liu Zhuo's hand, and said weakly: "Senior, if you pass by Penglai Island in the future, please hand over the butterfly jade pendant in the storage bag to my junior sister Wang Baoer. With a word, he said Su Chun is dead. Let her find someone else to stay with you for the rest of her life."

After hearing Su Chun's entrustment, Liu Zhuo nodded slightly and expressed his agreement.

"Thank you, senior." Su Chun said with his last breath of anger, and his hand holding the storage bag suddenly fell to the ground.

Looking at the dead Su Chun, Liu Zhuo stood up and sighed, then pinched a spell, a fireball came out of his hand, and a big pit broke out on the ground.

After putting Suchun into peace, Liu Zhuo looked at the gray sky above his head and thought to himself: If you have the chance in the future, you should make a special trip to Penglai.

Then he stopped and thought for a while. Liu Zhuo decided to find a safe place and then go to Longyuan Hall to rest. Two consecutive vicious battles were huge, and it took several hours to recover.

At that moment, Liu Zhuo drove the silver clouds and slowly took off, looked down at the vast forest under him, and then turned into a silver light and flew away in the distance.

As he flew along the way, Liu Zhuo was full of energy and carefully observed the movements around him.

On the way, he met some monks, and even saw several Taoist monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage besieging a tiger demon with infinite power.

Liu Zhuo hid in the distance and glanced for a while, and found that after these people destroyed the tiger demon, they actually started to kill each other because of the belonging of a precious magic weapon.

Seeing this, Liu Zhuo couldn't help but find it very funny and hurried away to save the disaster from being in trouble.

After flying for half a day, Liu Zhuo felt the immense of this small world. On the way, he carefully inquired about some monks in the Qi training stage, and probably learned about the surrounding situation clearly.

So, Liu Zhuo hurriedly drove to a canyon with rugged rocks.

After taking out the black hammer and smashing a hole in the mountain wall, he hid in it, sealed the hole, intending to hide in it for the remaining nine days, and then leave directly after the teleportation array that came out of the hall came out.

Thinking in his heart, Liu Zhuo's spiritual sense moved, and the extremely small Longyuan Altar slowly flew out of his right ear.

After practicing the first level of "Longyuan Gong", the relationship between Liu Zhuo and Longyuan Hall became closer. He magnified the jar slightly, and Liu Zhuo turned into a green light and jumped straight into the altar.

Inside Longyuan Hall.

The breeze on the island is gentle, and apart from the whirling sound of the shadows of the trees, the island is quiet. Zhu Huang, who occasionally hides on the branches of the dense jujube tree, will feel comfortable and cry.

On the edge of the river, a bloody python-like ray of light was huddling in a corner, wriggling slightly.

A faint light lit up, and Liu Zhuo's figure appeared in the Immortal Courtyard. He looked around and immediately showed a pleasant smile.

For him, this Longyuan Temple is the second home, a place that makes him feel hugely safe.

Whenever he enters it, Liu Zhuo always feels refreshed and feels a sense of intimacy arises naturally.

He walked into the spiritual medicine garden leisurely, looked around, picked a few mature grain essence grass, packed it in a jade box, took out a bag of spiritual medicine seeds, and sowed a few randomly.

After taking care of the two spiritual medicine gardens, Liu Zhuo picked a few more monkey head fruits to eat. Then he sat down cross-leggedly, and began to meditate without distraction to recover his spiritual breath.

After meditating for a day, Liu Zhuo slowly got out of the state of entering into meditation.

Next, he was somewhat expectant and placed the two storage bags he got this time and began to check them one by one.

There are indeed many things in the storage bags of the two foundation-building cultivators, and these two demon cultivators often seem to work together to surround and kill other monks. The number of low-level spirit stones in the storage bags of the two is very huge, and they may be about 3,000 together.

For Liu Zhuo, the storage bags he bought from the black market had long been unable to satisfy his storage of more and more magical instruments and elixirs. Now he has a lot of storage bags in his hand, so he specially classified them.

For example, the large number of various spiritual medicines picked will be cleaned one by one, stored in a jade box, and placed in a storage room.

As for the various refined pills and numerous low-level spirit stones, Liu Zhuo took out a storage bag to store it.

All magical artifacts and jade slips are stored in a storage hanging around your waist, so that they can be put into battle at any time.

After transferring the more than 3,000 low-level spirit stones to his storage bag, Liu Zhuo took out three jade slips from the two storage bags.

Picking up a dark green jade slip, Liu Zhuo slowly released his spiritual sense and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, he raised his sword eyebrows and showed a smile.

The jade slip records the mantra of the [Five Elements Mid-level Guard]. Liu Zhuo was still a little worried about where to learn this important magic after entering the foundation-building realm.

After all, for human monks with fragile body, it is very important to support a strong shield in the battle.

If the shield is broken, even if it is slightly touched by those powerful magic weapons, it will definitely end up dead. Compared with the "demon cultivators" such as spirits, monsters, ghosts, and monsters, the body of human cultivators is too fragile.

Liu Zhuo sighed in his heart and continued to look through the second jade slip.

In this green jade slip, a mid-level spell called [Water Escape Technique] is recorded.

This shield technique is naturally one of the Five Elements Escape Techniques. It is similar to taking the "Di Xing Dan" effect, and can move forward quickly in various "water". It is much easier than opening a shield and diving under water pressure.

After all, when diving into some underwater abysses hundreds of thousands of feet deep in Haiti, ordinary shields cannot withstand the huge water pressure, but if you use the [Water Escape Technique], you can travel freely.

After reading this green jade slip, Liu Zhuo picked up the third ink-black jade slip.

""Demon Hammer Method"?" Liu Zhuo muttered softly, and was immediately attracted by the content above and looked at it carefully.

After reading all the contents on the jade slip, Liu Zhuo suddenly realized that the hammer method, which is similar to the world's martial arts, was used in conjunction with the huge black hammer.

At that moment, Liu Zhuo swept his palm in front of the storage bag, and with a loud bang, the huge [Demon Hammer] fell to the ground.

After a little effort lifting the so-called demon hammer, Liu Zhuo couldn't help but take a closer look.

The handle of the demon hammer touched the ground, which was nine feet high. When it stood upright, it was two feet taller than Liu Zhuo himself. It was pitch black all over. The hammer head was four feet wide, and the surface was covered with blood-red grooved patterns, which had a solemn smell.

This hammer is not considered a magic weapon. In terms of grade level, I am afraid there is not even a yellow level. However, according to the "Demon Hammer Method", combined with the three-type hammer moves in this hammer method, after practicing to the extreme, it can even exert the power comparable to the magic weapon of the heaven.

At that moment, Liu Zhuo shook his hand and proudly raised the demon hammer, and smashed the fence of the courtyard out of thin air with a hammer.

A huge elixir hammer phantom shot out and landed straight onto the fence. The red light on the surface of the fence flashed, and the phantom flew directly into the air.

"Even if you don't use hammer moves, its power is better than that of the upper-level magic weapon. However, the spiritual energy consumed is a bit greater, and it is not as flexible as the magic weapon controlled by the spiritual consciousness." Liu Zhuo put down the demon hammer and analyzed in his heart.

After reading the jade sword that recorded the "Demon Hammer Method" twice, Liu Zhuo couldn't help but waved the Demon Hammer curiously and gestured twice casually. The black light on the hammer body flashed, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

He found that as long as he followed the rules of the "Demon Hammer Method" and used both spiritual breathing and wielding the Demon Hammer, it became very difficult. After waving the Demon Hammer for a few slight waves, he had sucked away 20% of the spiritual breath from his body.

Seeing this, Liu Zhuo quickly stopped, put away the jade slip and the demon hammer, and secretly decided to wait until the Dragon King Palace to go out of the Dragon King Palace and carry out special practices during the seclusion.

Immediately, Liu Zhuo sacrificed the blue scimitar about seven inches long.

This is a mysterious magic weapon that is flowing through water. Liu Zhuo controlled it to sweep under the light green sky for several rounds, and then slashed out several sword auras in succession to bombard the altar wall of Longyuan Altar, and then put it away.

Liu Zhuo felt that this [Ice Ink Knife] was really an ordinary magic weapon, and its power was only slightly stronger than the Dragon Intestine Flying Sword, but it was not like the Dragon Intestine Sword, and it had the ability to induce extreme Yin earth thunder.

Although the mysterious magic weapons have been regarded as treasures for some monks, Liu Zhuo has always had many magic weapons in his hands, so he naturally did not take them seriously.

After casually browsing the storage of the two demon cultivators, Liu Zhuo suddenly looked surprised and found a colorful bead from the storage left by the old man with long face...
Chapter completed!