Immortality cultivation starts from Dongxuan Lake

Chapter 285 Other attackers

"Huh..." Lu Ming exhaled the turbid air in his chest with a smile on his face.

After refining the spiritual energy, Lu Ming, the remaining empty shell of the best spiritual envoy, flashed golden light in his eyes and slightly input his own mana.

This crystal clear empty shell flickered for a moment and then stopped moving.

Lu Ming then shook his head, "Sure enough, refining immortal stones is extremely difficult."

The empty shell of the best spiritual stone can be poured into the spiritual stone's own mana by a monk who has transformed into a god or above, and then can be refined into an immortal stone through magic. That immortal stone is the real currency used by the monk who transforms into a god.

However, to refine such a fairy stone, you first need the empty shell of a top-grade spiritual stone and the continuous sacrifice of the god-transforming monks day and night. Only such a piece can achieve the effect, which is much more precious than this top-grade spiritual stone.

Even Lu Ming had to admit that he had the body of a blue dragon, but he was still far from being a god-transformation monk. If the real god-transformation monk inputs enough mana to make this immortal stone gradually take shape, with the power of a god-transformation monk, he could work day and night for a year. The sacrifice can form a fairy stone.

But now...

Lu Ming thought to himself: "Absorbing these 100 top-grade spiritual stones has improved his foundation a little bit, but he is still far away from lighting up the fourth foundation. He wants to reach the peak of Nascent Soul as soon as possible." The treasure of the Mud dynasty must be obtained.

He already had some guesses in his mind. The feeling calling him might not come from his bloodline, but from his skills.

All his magic power is from the "Aoki Yunling Sutra", so it is natural for him to be attracted by the legacy of the Mu De Dynasty under the sea of ​​clouds.

Lu Ming stayed in the cave for a few days. When his aura returned to normal, he put away the flags of the sky-covering formation and continued deep into the sea of ​​clouds.

The sea of ​​clouds is vast, and although it is only the edge area, it is still hazy.

Deep in the sea of ​​clouds, a majestic mountain range stretches for thousands of miles. There is a huge palace on the top of the mountain, hidden in the mist, and it looks like you are in a fairyland.

As soon as Lu Ming approached this mountain range, he suddenly frowned because he noticed that there seemed to be a few strange qi around him.

"Haha, have you been discovered?" Lu Ming smiled faintly.

"Since you know our existence, why do you pretend to know nothing?" came a gloomy voice.

Lu Ming raised his eyes and looked forward, only to see three men and two women walking out of the fog, all dressed as masters.

"How did you find this place?" Lu Ming asked.

"Hmph, others are afraid of you, but we are not!" A man snorted.

"who are you?"

"I am an elder of the Huangji Sect, and my name is Qin Ming!" Qin Ming said proudly.

"Emperor Ji Sect..."

Lu Ming whispered, and the records about this sect appeared in his mind.

A sect that made its fortune due to the sea of ​​clouds.

In other words, the foundation is not deep, but because of the treasures excavated from the sea of ​​clouds, it has made rapid progress. There are several Yuanying monks here, but the foundation is not on the four-sided cloud continent.

But Lu Ming also knew some deeper knowledge. For example, the Huangji Sect was probably founded by the remnants of the Mu De Dynasty. The Yuling Sect, for example, was a conspiracy laid by the Mu De Dynasty. Since There is one in the Eastern Wasteland Yunlu, so why don’t there be corresponding sect remnants in other Yunlu places.

I found out that I might have found him because of the "Qingmu Yunling Sutra" he practiced. Did he come here for the treasure of the Mu De Dynasty?

"What are your intentions in following me?" Lu Ming asked indifferently.

"Boy, come with us and we will spare your life!" another person shouted.

The corner of Lu Ming's mouth raised a slight arc, "Why do you losers want to kill me?"

"Arrogant, let you see how powerful we are today!" After a black-clothed monk finished speaking, he lightly kicked his right foot on the ground, and his figure rushed forward instantly. He was in front of Lu Ming in the blink of an eye, making a fist with his right hand. Hit hard. Lu Ming stood still and did not move until the opponent's fist came to him, then he slowly stretched out his right palm to block the opponent's attack. At the same time, he flexed his left hand and flicked out a strong wind towards the opponent.

The man hurriedly waved his arm to block, but unfortunately he was half a beat too late. His entire arm suddenly became paralyzed and he lost consciousness.

Then another finger pierced the opponent's shoulder blade with a pop.

The monk in black howled miserably, took a few steps back and hit a tree, blood flowing out from the wound.

"Damn it!" The monk in black covered his shoulders and roared.

At the same time, the other two people also used their own special moves to kill Lu Ming.

A long sword and a dagger were stabbed at his waist and legs respectively.

Lu Ming smiled slightly and dodged the attack of the long sword on one side of his body. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand to grab the man's arm and pulled it suddenly. The man staggered and fell into his arms. Lu Ming's right knee was bent and pressed against it. In the person's abdomen, there was a crack of ribs breaking.

Lu Ming hugged the man, turned his right elbow, and hit the man's cervical spine hard with a loud bang. The man tilted his head and passed out.

Lu Ming threw the body away and glanced at the remaining two people with cold eyes, a cruel smile on his lips.

"What I hate most is people threatening me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ming's figure disappeared from the place like a ghost.

There were two muffled sounds, Lu Ming punched out and collapsed the chest of one of them, and then kicked the other person away.

The man fell to the ground several feet away, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he could not survive.

All these people died within the mere touch of fists and feet.

After doing this, Lu Ming did not stop and went straight in the other direction. When passing by an ancient tree, a fist-sized gray-brown bead appeared in front of him, emitting soft white light.

"Sure enough, they are just a few flesh and blood puppets."

Lu Ming said with a sneer.

Therefore, these people have the aura of the Yuanying realm, but their strength is too weak, but they are comparable to those monks who have initially entered the Yuanying realm.

Therefore, Lu Ming immediately judged the situation and let the puppet take the lead to lower Lu Ming's vigilance.

"It's a pity that these people don't know that Master Ziji himself is a puppet master. Although the flesh and blood puppet has a secret inheritance, is related to the devil, and even comes from the devil world, I also know it."

"However, Huangji Sect...why does it have demonic energy?"

Lu Ming's eyes flickered, and his figure disappeared into the thick mist again.

The Emperor's Ji Sect's strongholds in the sea of ​​clouds were not limited to those in front of him. Lu Ming encountered seven or eight groups of puppets in a short period of time, and he killed them all. Except for Elder Qin who escaped by chance, all the others perished in his hands.

And Lu Ming found that as he explored deeper, the inexplicable calling became stronger.

"Is this where the summons comes from?" Lu Ming murmured to himself.

No matter what, he must continue to search, there is no reason to give up for some puppets.

After an unknown amount of time, a majestic palace complex suddenly appeared in front of Lu Ming.

"Huh? Where is this?"

(End of this chapter)