Master is so cold

Chapter 175 Quasi Immortal!

The coffin still had a strange divinity, it was not big, and it was in front of Su Mo.

Before the sea of ​​blood, he easily blocked the knife.

"boom!"

The weeping blood knife slashed on the coffin, making a sound of gold and iron, but there was no sign of any broken coffin.

"Junior, I have made a covenant with the preachers of all the sects in the world. Under the Yin Xuan Realm, you are not allowed to intervene in the struggle between the juniors. You have violated the covenant by taking action against Su Mo."

An old voice came from the coffin, and the voice seemed to have a strange power, as if it came from ancient times.

Luo Jiuyou's face suddenly changed drastically.

Because, that slash didn't even hurt the coffin at all.

"Who are you!"

Luo Jiuyou's voice trembled slightly. This was the first time he felt the terrifying oppressive force in something.

That feeling was like facing the Immortal Yushu back then.

Although he escaped from Immortal Yushu's hands and left behind a legendary reputation, he knew that from the beginning to the end, he never accepted even a move from Immortal Yushu.

Su Mo breathed out slowly.

After being slashed by Luo Jiuyou, he was almost on the verge of death. Now that the coffin appeared, Su Mo finally relaxed.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm experience card has long since disappeared, his body is almost shattered, and his breath is exhausted to the extreme.

Now unable to hold on anymore, he fell from the void.

However, it was held up by a force so that it would not fall to the ground.

"Hehe, who am I? Maybe I've been asleep for too long. Thinking about the time, it should be millions of years."

The coffin lid on the coffin was quietly opened, and a withered arm like an old tree grasped the edge of the coffin and caressed it carefully.

Then, a figure slowly stood up from the coffin.

Show the face of the figure.

"hiss--"

Luo Jiuyou suddenly took a breath of air-conditioning, only to feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his mind.

The look of that person is too withered.

The whole body is like a mummy, without any breath, and there is no sign of blood flow.The skin was taut and cracked like an old tree, looking really miserable.

It's like being thrown into the devil's abyss, the flesh and blood and divinity of the whole body are sucked dry.

But it was such a person who brought Luo Jiuyou an extreme sense of crisis.

It seemed that the man could kill him with a random shot.

"Junior, the name of this deity should be."

The dry man rubbed his head, thought for a moment, and then said: "Lu Rong, yes, it should be Lu Rong, there is no mistake. Although I have been asleep for millions of years, I still remember my name."

Then, Lu Rong smiled slowly. His skin was chapped and wrinkled, and he looked at Su Mo, "You are interesting, little doll. Although I told you to do whatever you want, as long as you are not in the upper Yin Xuan realm, I will protect you." Safety.

Fortunately, you made such a big commotion that even I had to take action. "

"It still has the demeanor of the deity back then."

Lu Rong smiled lightly, the boy in front of him became more and more pleasing to the eye.

A person with peerless talent, breaking the four basic extremes, even in those days, he was still one of the best geniuses.

It even caused Dao to wake up. Perhaps, the opportunity to reopen the fairy gate is on this kid.

Therefore, Su Mo will never die!
Su Mo looked at Lu Rong slightly, feeling at ease.

It seems that Lu Rong's favorability towards him has increased a lot.

【Ding!Qinglian Xianzong Lu Rong (quasi-immortal) favorability increased by 10%, and gained 30 cold value]

Quasi fairy!

really!

Good harvest.

"As for you little doll, if you don't obey the rules, you should be punished!"

Lu Rong turned his head quietly, stood on the coffin, and shouted softly towards Luo Jiuyou.

Then, he slowly raised his hand, and pulled out a rusty long sword from the coffin, his breath exploded, pressing directly on Luo Jiuyou.

Luo Jiuyou only felt as if the sky had collapsed, the void around him was broken inch by inch, and the void behind him was surging.

Just coercion is enough to crush the void!

This strength is too terrifying.

Luo Jiuyou's face finally changed drastically, and he was horrified.

But Luo Jiuyou, who has lived for thousands of years, escaped even under the hands of the Daoist Immortal, so it is impossible to let it go.

His face suddenly became ferocious, and the weeping blood knife was held high in his hand, and the phantom of the figure behind him turned into blood, as if crying blood.

With a single cut, the endless sea of ​​blood rises and falls.

Lu Rong paused slightly on his withered face, "Is it a fairy weapon?"

"It's a pity that the way of heaven is lacking. Even the immortals who prove the way are just fake immortals. No matter how powerful they are, it is difficult to live forever."

He said softly, the mottled long sword in his hand suddenly burst into light, and the rust disappeared instantly, revealing the original appearance of the long sword.

In the long sword, a force quietly emerged, like the green lotus emerging from the cement, with a delicate and charming light.

With all his strength, relying only on the strength of his body, he slashed out with a sword.

In the green lotus, a trace of blood quietly appeared.

"It's a pity that the strength has not been fully restored, and even the power of the extreme sea of ​​Qi cannot be displayed. The Dao is incomplete, and even the real strength cannot be displayed."

Lu Rong shook his head and sighed, his expression turned cold.

Suddenly, a huge green lotus floated in the sky. The green lotus was so huge that it covered the entire sky. It was only a single lotus petal, but it was a million feet in size.

Easily wrap the vision of the sea of ​​blood.

Everyone in the dojo was dazzled.

The violent visual effect violently impacted their eyeballs.

Even the group of great cultivators at the Profound Death Realm had solemn faces and horrified eyes at this moment, just because the aura displayed by that withered person made them unable to resist at all.

What kind of cultivation is he!
At this moment, they just thought that there seemed to be a fairy descending.

But, is this person really a fairy?
Luo Jiuyou held on tightly to the blood-weeping long knife in his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face.

What is certain is that the power displayed by Lu Rong in front of him should not be stronger than the so-called Proving Dao Immortal, or in other words, it is still much worse, but for him, it is still difficult to match.

Qinglian quickly wrapped up the sea of ​​blood and refined it.

Luo Jiuyou only felt that the aura in his body was violent, and the phantom of the human figure behind him was instantly shattered, and the meaning of vitality and the meaning of death in his body almost collapsed.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Luo Jiuyou spat out several mouthfuls of blood, just like Su Mo just now.

The breath instantly languished.

Seriously injured by a sword!
This kind of strength is too terrifying!
The horror on Luo Jiuyou's face instantly turned into horror.

He wants to escape!

Lu Rong reached out slightly and grabbed Luo Jiuyou, and the bloody long knife appeared in Lu Rong's hand in an instant.

He fiddled with it a few times before losing interest.

"It's just an embryo of a fairy artifact. The sword spirit condensed is not complete. After all, it is caused by the incompleteness of the Dao."

After speaking, Lu Rong looked at Luo Jiuyou again and said, "Young man, you violated the covenant, but are you ready to die?"

His tone was not strong, but in Luo Jiuyou's ears, it was like a call from the depths of the devil's abyss.

escape!
Luo Jiuyou didn't care about anything anymore, and directly broke through the void, wanting to escape.

The so-called blood feud of disciples and grandchildren, the dignity of the leader of the demonic way, and the weeping blood of the fairy weapon are nothing in front of life.

But Lu Rong didn't stop there, but slashed out with his sword again.

With a sword, the huge green lotus rose again, completely locking Luo Jiuyou's surroundings.

With just one sword, Luo Jiuyou was trapped to death in the void, and Luo Jiuyou's life and death were in the palm of his hand.

Su Mo was a little stunned.

This is Zhunxian!
A quasi-immortal who has survived for millions of years since ancient times!

In the distance, Wang Taishan and Jian Wushuang stood in place without moving a single inch.

They couldn't move at all.

Under Qinglian, no one dares to move!
"The so-called No.1 in the world, the first in the fairy list, is just a joke after all."

Wang Taishan suddenly gave a wry smile and sighed.

In this era when immortals and demons are resurrected, Dao is awakened, and ancient priests of immortal sects are born one after another.

He is number one on the fairy list, and he is in an extremely embarrassing situation.

But, suddenly, there was a voice quietly sounding from the distance in the void.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, please hold back!"

The voice was quite hasty.

Then, not far from Luo Jiuyou, the void suddenly shattered.

From the void, a blood-colored small cauldron as tall as a person quietly flew out, and a figure slowly emerged from the small cauldron.

"Ten Thousand Immortals? Chen Xinghai?"

"No, it should be called Wanmomen now." Lu Rong paused for a moment, and said in surprise, "You fell to the demons during the battle of Wanxianmen, and you still have a preacher?"

"Forehead"

Inside the bloody small cauldron, the figure showed embarrassment for a moment.

(End of this chapter)