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Chapter five hundred and seventy-six sinister Lu Shaoxun

"Let's go. When my strength improved just now, I felt a route. Maybe it can help us find Jiuyou Xianlan!"

After Ling Fei finished speaking, he walked straight in the other direction, while Fu Zixun hugged his arm and stuck to him like a dog skin plaster.

Mi Yanhua looked behind her for a long time before shook her head, sighed, and left with Ling Fei's pace.

......

At this time, the Mahayana monk ran away far away until he saw Ling Fei not chasing him. He breathed a sigh of relief, lay down and leaned against the rock, breathing heavily.

Not tired, but scared.

Ling Fei showed just now, the powerful strength that was enough to kill him instantly almost scared him to death!

Now, his earth-level immortal weapon is gone, and he is seriously injured. He even spit out a mouthful of essence and blood just now. This time, he is really losing money!

At this moment, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and became alert.

"Who is it? Get out of here, sneakily."

"Elder, don't be angry, it's me, Lu Shaoxun."

Lu Shaoxun crawled out of the corner in a mess, and a look of disdain flashed in the elder's eyes.

"Hmph! You are embarrassed. You ran the fastest just now, and you lost all the face of my Shenwu Emperor Palace."

"Yes, the elder taught me a lesson. The disciple knew his mistake."

"Forget it, there are only you and me now, and I am too lazy to punish you. I want to find a hidden place to quickly recuperate my spirits, wait for the last moment to compete for the Jiuyou Xianlan. If you can seize the Jiuyou Xianlan and take it back to the palace master, we will have a glimmer of hope, otherwise, you and I will die."

"Yes, the disciples will do their best to protect the elders."

"This is almost the same, let's go."

After saying that, the Mahayana monk stood up with a tired look on his face and walked forward.

He was too tired and offending the princess of the Royal Chu family was already dead. Moreover, he offended the great-grandson of the Supreme Elder. If it weren't for the contribution of Jiuyou Xianlan, he would probably die this time!

Behind him, a trace of resentment flashed in Lu Shaoxun's eyes, but he didn't say anything, but quickly followed.

The two of them walked, and I don’t know how long it took, the Mahayana monk saw a cave, dark, like the entrance to hell.

"This place looks like a quiet place, which seems to be very suitable for restoring energy. Lu Shaoxun, go in and see where is it?"

"yes."

Lu Shaoxun actually didn't want to go in his heart. What would happen in such a cave? But the other party was an elder and a Mahayana monk. Although he was seriously injured, the lean camel was bigger than a horse. In front of him, he could only be careful.

When he entered the cave, a little green light appeared inside. Lu Shaoxun knew that this was the phosphorus fire emitted by human bones.

He made a little finger, and the flames came out, illuminating the surroundings.

At this moment, Lu Shaoxun was almost scared to death.

There are skeletons everywhere around here! Moreover, looking at these skeletons, they are like jade, emitting a faint fluorescent light. It is conceivable that they are at least Mahayana monks!

The bones of so many Mahayana monks are all embedded in the formation on the wall, and below is a skeleton.

In his arms, he was holding an ancient book.

Lu Shaoxun carefully took out the ancient book, looked at the text on it, and immediately covered his mouth and almost shouted out.

It turns out that this is an ancient monk, an immortal king! But at the same time, he is also a cultivator who is both righteous and evil! He created this blood emperor refining technique, which can make people devour other people's essence and blood to practice, but this technique was just created. According to the rules of evil magic, one must first use a strong cultivator to pay tribute! Only in this way can this technique be given and integrated into the rules, and truly turn it into a top-level martial art!

This immortal king had already found enough ninety-nine Mahayana masters, but during the casting process, the last Mahayana monk woke up and escaped from his control. As a result, the formation failed, and he did not practice this emperor technique.

This immortal king left two things, hoping that future generations can practice this technique.

First, the poisonous insect he raised on his spine for a lifetime can help the caster control a master who is at least a tribulation-through-cultivation master!

The second is the formation he left behind. As long as one more Mahayana cultivator sacrifices, the formation can be activated and the Blood Refining Emperor Art will be formed!

This is a secret method that can accelerate its practice by swallowing the essence and blood of others. It is so powerful that people cannot resist its temptation.

Lu Shaoxun swallowed hard, his eyes turned red.

If he was allowed to practice normally, maybe he would not achieve anything in another hundred years. Moreover, if he offended Fu Zixun and Mi Yanhua, it is unknown whether he could practice well.

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to the entrance of the cave. Isn’t it a monk with Mahayana cultivation?

Thinking of this, Lu Shaoxun's eyes became a little sharp and sharp.

He put away the Gu in the Immortal King's spine, then put away the Blood Emperor Refining Art, and then walked out of the cave carefully.

As soon as he walked out, the elder slapped him with a slap, making half of his face swollen, and then scolded:

"What are you doing? It's a waste of time after going in for a long time."

"Yes...I'm sorry, elder, I'm afraid of any accidents, so I checked everything inside and out, and found that there was no problem, so I dared to come out to report to you."

"Hmph! If I hadn't been for the sake of asking you to give me a guardian, I really wanted to slap you to death! A fool who has failed to succeed and has enough trouble! Watch me honestly here, I must quickly recover my cultivation so that I can have the opportunity to take away Jiuyou Xianlan in the final battle for Jiuyou Xianlan."

"Yes, elder, don't worry, I will definitely protect the Dharma well."

Lu Shaoxun bit those two words "good" very seriously.

The elder shook his sleeves and walked into the cave. Lu Shaoxun followed slowly.

After he entered the cave, the elder turned around and met his pair of bright green eyes. He couldn't help frowning and said unhappily:

"Do you not understand? I asked you to stay outside, what are you doing when you come in?"

"I'll come in, of course I'll give you a ride!"

After Lu Shaoxun finished speaking, he didn't wait for the elder to react and had already cut the elder with a thunder.

"You're a bastard!"

The elder slashed him with his palm and looked at him with anger.

"Do you want to die?"

"Hehe... Of course I don't want to die! I just want you to die now!"

After saying that, Lu Shaoxun spitted out a mouthful of blood and ignited the formation.
Chapter completed!
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