MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 411 piu ~ ~ 咦?

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The illusion remembered the two years ago when he and ‘Mr.’ got to know each other.

Two years ago... When he led a group of elite disciples of the Swordsman to explore an ancient ruins, he was chased by strange beasts in the remains.

The fierce beast is extremely powerful. The disciples of the virtual sword sent their eyes and deaths to death, and they were seriously injured and even nearly killed.

It was then that the mighty ‘Mr.’ appeared. He shot back the fierce beast and saved the fight and the rest of the disciples.

Under the fate of this life-saving grace, the vain has met the vast sage of the supernatural powers.

After that, in the next two years, both his personal and ‘thick swords’ were greatly assisted by Mr.

A strong friendship was quickly established between the two.

Now, the magical ‘Mr.’ wants to kill him? Even destroy the virtual swords?

"Because, you have no value." A servant looked at the illusion and began a mechanical voice from the mouth: "All things in this world have their own values. Now, for me, swear Your friend's greatest value has been realized, and it is over... Now, you have the last value for me... In the following, you and the Swordsman can be turned into my blood. Haishi', become part of my resources."

Although this servant is talking, this tone is the tone of the mysterious ‘Mr.’.

The illusion said: "You have been cheating me?"

"Yes, you can understand this, I am really happy." The servant continued to say: "At the last moment of your life, reveal the truth to you, and then taste your despair... for a 'liar' Say, there is nothing more pleasant than this."

In two years, I turned a group of people who had been cheating on the martial art and turned him around in the palm of his hand. This represents a great improvement in the swearing of ‘Mr.’ This is something that makes him happy more than the promotion of the realm.

"You are not the first person to be deceived by me...and it won't be the last one, so don't be upset." The servant continued to speak.

"Hey, what is the waste of the dead man?" The head of the sea urchin warrior made a strange smile, and he reached out and grabbed a spike. Break into the body of the dispute.

This spike is very special. When you pierce the body, you start to extract the true blood of his body. It is not ordinary blood, nor is it the monk's life. Even ‘Mr.’ does not know what the definition of ‘true blood’ is what a sea urchin warrior is. Anyway, should it be part of the blood?

The vain struggles to endure the pain and bites his teeth: "You don't feel too early. This is the territory of the virtual sword. If you are not benevolent, don't blame me for being unjust!"

Even if the Swordsman is a very weak sect, it also has its own patriarchal array.

As the head. Even if he is weak, he still has a way to activate this ‘protective sect.’ Now, these ‘sea urchins’ and the servants of these two ‘Mr.’ are all in the Sword of the Sword.

"Give me to die!" The virtual struggle did not hesitate to activate the guardian squad.

Within the Sword of the Sword, a line of aura extends, spread throughout the virtual swords, and entangled.

These auras are the spirits of the virtual swords treasury. The usual spiritual stones are stored in the treasure house. When necessary, all the auras in them will be erupted through the array method. Then, through the channels buried beforehand, the spirit will be guided out of the treasure house.

The aura is like water, and it is turned into a terrible sword through the ‘protection of the patriarchal squad, and all the outsiders who are not the “virtual swords” disciples in the squad.

"Oh." The leader of the sea urchin warrior smiled and allowed the squad to launch the Guardian.

Outside the world, the battle of the protector broke out.

Thousands of swords are formed in the void, and the swords are thick and thin, long and short, suspended above the virtual swords. To kill all the invaders of the ‘non-virtual swords’ disciple. Looking at it, it is as beautiful as ‘Wan Jian’s return to the ancestor’!

Even if it is a small martial art, the virtual swordsman still has two brushes.

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however. After these swords were formed, they faced the ‘sea urchin warrior’ who was killing the disciples of the Swordsman, but they did not attack each other.

The arrogance of the head can be sensed in a special way to the situation in the ‘protection of the big squad.’

Why is he stunned? Why does the guardian squad not attack the enemy?

"I wonder if it is? Don't be so surprised." The servant spoke again. With a stiff voice: "In these two years, I quietly studied the martial arts of your virtual swords. The disciples of your martial art school will be quietly branded after the entry. This imprint, It is a very old model to identify the 'enemy, me' after the launch of the guardian squad. Since you know the principle, it is very easy to crack your ancestral array. It is not difficult to crack a 'enemy imprint'."

"Now, all the sea urchins who entered the Guardian squadron are branded with the imprint of the 'virtual swords'. For your patriarchal squad, they are 'own people', not 'enemies'. The thing is as simple as that."

The illusion widened his eyes, his fingers pointed at the servant, and he kept shaking.

"Is the commentary finished? If it's over, let's end it!" The leader of the sea urchin warrior took out his own spike.

The real blood was drained, and the virtual competition became even weaker, and even the fingers could not move.

"Yes, let us give it next." The servant mechanically, said that he stepped forward and stabbed the chest of the struggle.

His hand is like a straw, and between a few breaths, he drains the blood of the vain, turning him into a dry body.

The virtual sword is sent to the head, and the gods are destroyed...

"Let's go, before the Chu family and the powerful monks of the group are not aware of it, start the method of sacrifice and condense the ‘blood sea stone.'” The two servants were facing the sea urchin warrior.

It's a pity... If it wasn't for the ‘Bloody’, there was an accident, and he could also lead this Gorefiend to the position of the Sword. At that time, not only the disciples of the Swordsman, but these sea urchins were also killed by the Gorefiend.

Although the Gorefiend will swallow most of the body of the sea urchin warrior, ‘Mr.’ has a way to take food from the Blood Devil's mouth and quietly take away most of the sea urchin's body.

In this way, he can refine more 'blood sea stones'.

It’s just that he didn’t expect the Gorefiend, which is known as the ‘six-goods’ realm, to be so useless, and was blown up in minutes.

No, let this group of sea urchins live more time. When you have the opportunity next time, you must also practice them as a 'blood sea stone'.

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In the underground cave that is a hundred miles away from the Chu family.

‘Mr.’ opened his eyes and temporarily ended control of the two shackles in the Sword. Next, next, after the sea urchins slaughtered the people of the martial arts, he controlled the shackles and launched the sacrifice method to turn the disciples of the martial art into ‘blood stones.’

"Now, the most important moment is coming!" Mr. took the scroll of "Swordsman" from Black Dragonfly. Then, a servant came over and sent three other scrolls.

With the help of the servants, four huge ‘Li Tiansu’ scrolls were unfolded.

The gentleman looked excited and took out the blood of the two ‘Chu traitors’ from his arms.

"The key to the secret of the mystery of the eternal life, let me open it!" The gentleman whispered, and smeared the blood of the 'Chu traitor' onto the four pictures.

The next moment... the picture is shining!

"Oh, oh, this feeling, sure enough, the blood of the Chu family's direct disciple is the key to open the secret of the picture?" Mr. excited that he had seen it, the door of the longevity opened to him.

What is the five spirits? Six products, seven products, and even eight products are nothing. His ambition is great, pointing to longevity!

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the other side.

Song Shuhang and Bai Zunren flew and flew... It was hard to find the Jianjian School. Before leaving, I didn’t ask the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect.

When they came to the virtual swordsmanship, they accidentally saw three familiar figures, standing on a huge cloud instrument, floating above the virtual swordsman.

The three figures are the sacred butterfly, Yu Yuzi, and Liu Jianwei.

"Hey? It's the sorcerer and the feather scorpion." Song Shuhang uttered a voice to say how the spirit butterfly sages are here?

"Song predecessors!" When Yu Luozi saw Song Shuhang, he cried cheerfully and waved at Song Shuhang.

Sure enough, the predecessor of the bald-headed Song is more interesting. Looking at the familiar face of Song Shuhang, Yurouzi feels very kind.

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Bai Zun, with Song Shuhang, landed on the colorful cloud.

On the cloud, the sorcerer turned and came to look at the white lord: "White Taoist?"

The white sage smiled at the sorcerer of the sacred butterfly: "You are a good friend."

A handsome, handsome, no friend; a person like a dusty fairy, is not like the human thing.

Speaking of it, the two have been correspondence with each other for the first time.

“Does Baidaoyou also have an interest in ‘sea urchin warriors?’” asked the sacred butterfly.

The white lord shook his head: "I just passed the book and sailed through the small friends, and by the way, look at the position of the virtual swords. Then... eh?"

"What's wrong? Bai Daoyou?" asked the sorcerer.

"Well, I seem to be careless and mistaken a modified version of a rune." The white sage held his chin.

Song Shuhang: "?"

Yukoko: "?"

Liu Jianwei: "?"

Spirit Butterfly Supreme: "?"

Everyone was wondering, suddenly, the body of the white lord ‘piu’, flew.

Flying can be fast, and it turns into a small black spot in a blink of an eye.

"Lingdie Daoyou, I will go back when I go... Book Air Xiaoyou, trouble you first to take care of it."

Ah, ah, in the sky, echoing the last syllable of the White Lord.

White Zun, flying. (To be continued.)

Ps: First, there will be three more today. Congratulations to the whirlwind as the eleventh lord of the book.