Douluo: Wuhun Black Turtle, anti-armor critical strike at the beginning

Hearing Huang Wei's words, Lin Jingyu was surprised and happy.

Although I don't know whether what the person in front of me said is true or not, at least it is not as bad as I thought, and that is enough.

Zhang Xiaofan was also surprised, and there was envy in his eyes, but no jealousy or hatred.

Then he pointed at himself with his left hand and asked impatiently: "Master, what about me?"

Huang Wei's gaze shifted from Lin Jingyu to Zhang Xiaofan.

He remained expressionless and said softly, "You have a physique of luck. Although you are mediocre, you will have great luck in the future. You can also become an immortal cultivator, not inferior to him with a sword body."

In fact, he didn't want to say it directly. You are extremely mediocre and have no characteristics, but you are the protagonist, destined to change your fate and achieve extraordinary success. If it were someone else, he would be mediocre and live an ordinary life, die of old age, and be buried in peace.

After saying that, Huang Wei turned around and walked towards his room. Next, the show was about to begin and it was time for him to be a spectator.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan both had strange and unpredictable expressions on their faces.

"Why do I feel like he is fooling us?" Zhang Xiaofan spoke first, gritting his teeth.

Lin Jingyu nodded: "I was happy at first, but now that I think about it carefully, it is indeed very strange. It really spoils my interest. Let's go back. It's useless to ask."

Zhang Xiaofan felt that what he said made sense after hearing it.

The two turned and left, returning to their homes.

Time flies, the half moon is hanging high in the sky, and night falls completely.

The stars in the sky were covered by the sudden black clouds, and there was no sight of the half moon and stars.

Before I knew it, the night had deepened.

At this moment, a thunder roared from the sky, and dark clouds were rolling in the sky like a gust of wind.

There is no rain in the dark clouds, but there is a sense of solemnity and murderousness.

Puzhi meditated deep in the thatched temple, closing his eyes in deep thought. He seemed to be asleep, but in fact he was meditating and practicing.

Suddenly, his old, wrinkled eyelids moved, and then opened, and a certain concentration flashed in his old eyes.

Looking up, there was only a hazy mist left in the distant Qingyun Mountain. Caomiao Village was silent and quiet, which made people feel cold. The cold wind in the sky whistled like thunder, which was very pleasant to the ear.

"This wind is very unusual! There may be a disaster tonight!" Pu Zhi lowered his eyebrows, and his murmured in a hollow voice.

His old fingers that were turning the Buddhist beads slowly stopped, and he nodded his mouth as if muttering something.

suddenly!

Several bolts of lightning split the sky, causing a glimmer of light to appear on the lonely little temple on the mountain, but it disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, the old monk who was sitting on the ground had arrived at the entrance of the thatched temple. He had a serious face, looking up at the sky, and his brows were getting tighter and tighter.

The hand that was rotating the Buddhist beads stopped.

On the other side, Huang Wei, who had been waiting for this moment for a long time, sat cross-legged in the air. Seeing this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's finally here, the good show is about to begin."

This scene is a very classic opening scene in the original novel.

In the village to the west, a black gas began to rise at some point. It was extremely dense and seemed to merge into the black clouds. It surged violently and brought a sense of crisis.

The old monk standing at the temple gate stared at the black energy, not daring to relax.

He knew that the crisis he had just sensed and the strange change in the weather here were all related to this black air.

Suddenly, the surging black air came towards the thatched temple at an extremely fast speed and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Pu Zhi's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the black fog in front of him. There was actually a child trapped in it. This person was the talented boy of about ten years old he had seen during the day, Lin Jingyu.

Because of the strangulation incident during the day, he remembered it particularly clearly.

Pu Zhi's expression suddenly darkened and he reacted instantly.

Due to his aura, the enemy is at least at the level of Taiyi Jinxian.

As for who the enemy is, we don't know yet.

He rose from the ground, bursting out with the aura and power of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and plunged straight into the black air.

A surprised voice came from the black fog: "Huh? Also a Taiyi Golden Immortal?"

A faint golden light burst out from Pu Zhi's body. He appeared again, holding Lin Jingyu under his armpit and slowly descended to the ground, but a piece of the Buddhist robe he was wearing had been torn.

At this moment, his eyes were still solemn, staring at the black gas hovering in the sky.

With his perception, he discovered that Lin Jingyu, who was tucked under his armpit, was not seriously injured. His eyes were closed and his breathing was steady. If he was not dead, he was in a coma.

Pu Zhi did not let go of Lin Jingyu. Instead, his eyes flashed with a cold light. He looked at the surging black air in his mouth and said, "Since you are a Taiyi Golden Immortal, why don't you go find a fellow cultivator, but attack a child of about ten years old? Aren't you afraid of losing your status?"

A hoarse voice came from the black air: "Old bald donkey, it's not your turn to interfere with my actions! Get out of here, I will definitely take this kid away today, and no one can stop me!"

Upon hearing this, Pu Zhi said coldly, "We are sitting under the Qingyun Sect and are protected by the Qingyun Sect. Aren't you afraid of being retaliated by the Qingyun Sect if your behavior is known?"

A disdainful snort sounded from within the black air: "This is just the Qingyun Sect, I don't even take it seriously, old bald donkey, stop talking nonsense and hand over the child quickly, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Pu Zhi clasped his hands together and said calmly, "Amitabha, monks are compassionate. I will never watch him being taken away by you!"

"Bald donkey, you really love to meddle in other people's business. You are really looking for death. Today I will get rid of you too!"

As the angry voice rang out, a deep red light flashed in the black fog. In an instant, a terrible wind blew and the ghostly aura became stronger, instantly enveloping Cao Miao Village and its surroundings.

“Poisonous Blood Banner!!”

"You evil creature, you are so bold that you dare to refine such an evil thing. Today, I will kill this scourge like you and bring peace and tranquility to the world!!"

Puzhi's face was burning with extreme anger, Buddha's light burst out from his body, and a golden Buddha shadow appeared behind him, constantly eliminating the evil wind and ghost energy leaking out of the poisonous blood banner.

Chapter 460

Black clouds filled the air, painful fog rolled, and along with the black fog the poisonous blood banner was sacrificed.

There was a whistling sound, a red light became brighter, a fishy smell became stronger, and a two-meter-long red flag slowly appeared on the surface of the black air.

At this time, the intense ghost crying was horrifying. There were also cries of resentful spirits in the crying, and there was also a faint sound of bones cracking in between.

"Death to the bald donkey!"

With a roar.

The horrifying ghost's crying face flew rapidly towards the old monk.

The old monk looked solemn, dignified, and angry.

This damn evil cultivator actually refined such an evil thing?

Judging from the power of this evil creature, at least tens of millions of people have died because of it!

Damn beast!

He was extremely angry and wished he could kill the evil spirit in front of him!

He held the bead necklace in one hand and drew a circle in the air with the other.

Next comes the Buddhist lion seal.

A majestic force of Taiyi Golden Immortal spread out.

Called directly.

There was a boom.

In confrontation.

In less than a few seconds, this move is like the light of Buddha, and has a natural and miraculous effect of absolutely suppressing evil things.

However, just when he was about to do something.

Suddenly, his face changed, and the hand that was holding Lin Jingyu seemed to be bitten by something. He felt pain, followed by numbness and itching all over his body. His eyes went dark, and the Lion Seal he was using became unstable and shaky.

At the same time, the ghost face that was about to be suppressed and disappear happened to be full of ghost energy. Seeing this opportunity, it broke through the lion seal and hit the old monk Puzhi on the chest.

Bang! There was a loud noise.

Pu Zhi felt his ribs broken and in great pain, and Lin Jingyu, who was trapped in the trap, also fell off at this time.

His body quickly retreated.

It smashed through a wall and fell to the ground, buried by the broken wall. Dust flew everywhere.

"You are nothing but a bald donkey! Why suffer this pain if you learn the lesson earlier?"

"Really looking for death!"

A triumphant laugh sounded in the dark air.

At this moment, a golden light exploded from the wall.

Wall splash.

"Cough cough..."

The figure of old monk Puzhi walked out of the smoke.

He felt his throat getting hot, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, followed by the monk's robes.

His face looked uncomfortable, and the blood vessels in his skin were black, indicating that he had been deeply poisoned. He forcibly used Taiyi Jinxian's Buddhist power to suppress it.

The opponent was also a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the attack from the Poison Blood Banner made his injuries even more serious.

He used Buddhist techniques to calm his mind, his eyes slightly fixed on Lin Jingyu who had fainted on the ground.

The next second, a centipede with a long tail split into seven parts and the size of two palms crawled out from the other's robe.

The seven tails are of different colors and are gorgeous, but this beauty is also a bit scary.

"Seven-tailed centipede!"

When the old monk learned that what bit him was this highly poisonous creature, his heart trembled.

This thing is the most poisonous thing in the world. Don’t be fooled by its small size, but it can poison even the Taiyi Golden Immortal to death.

I didn't expect the other party would have this kind of thing.

Judging from the aura of this seven-tailed centipede, it is a being close to the level of a celestial being.

Restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, the other party was unable to transform, which was really a pity.

"Ahem... I understand... I understand everything."

At the same time, he also figured it out and understood everything, the old monk murmured.

The old monk Puzhi said: "You didn't come here for this child from the beginning to the end. You came here for me. The child is just a bait to cover up your real purpose."

"Yes, I came here just for you! Hand over the bloodthirsty bead quickly, and I will spare your life!" A sneer sounded in the black air: "Now you have been poisoned by my seven-tailed centipede. Even if you are a Taiyi Golden Immortal, you will still die if you don't detoxify in time! As long as you hand over the bloodthirsty bead, I will give you the antidote!"

"The evil creature has indeed come for the Bloodthirsty Pearl. He wants me to hand it over. That's wishful thinking. I will destroy this extremely vicious creature with my own hands!" Pu Zhi said with a miserable smile.

"Damn it! How dare you!!"

Hearing that the other party wanted to destroy the Bloodthirsty Pearl, the person hidden in the black air became furious: "Since you are looking for death, then I will send you to see the Buddha!"

Then, the two continued their fierce fight.

.....

I have to say, Puzhi is very strong.

Otherwise, the people in the black fog would not use such tricks.

Finally he was knocked into a circle, revealing the face of a man in black.

Both sides used their magic weapons and continued the fierce fight.

Puzhi crushed the Buddhist beads in his hand, and only the bloodthirsty beads fell to the ground.

The two sides' moves collided.

Puzhi needs to suppress the poison while fighting against it.

A cold sword appeared in the black-clothed man's hand.

He stepped on the seven stars and chanted:

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder!"

"The brilliant power of heaven, lead it with the sword!"

In the sky, thunder roared and black fog formed into a tornado. The terrifying thunder was like the end of the world, and it quickly poured into the sword in his hand.