Xiang Yanyan grabbed him: "Don't worry, this guy has his own plans." ”

"What's the plan, do you want to get into the monster's belly and repair it?, but you have also seen, even Mr. Wu's Ten Thousand Purple Thousand Red Sword Array has been swallowed, what can he do if he enters?" [Search for the latest update in http://www.23hh.combsp;

www.23hh.combsp; Xiang Yanyan didn't know what to say.

Not only him, but even Lu Nianwu, everyone didn't expect that the sharp magic weapon sword array of the Thousands of Purple Thousand Red Sword Array would be swallowed alive.

These more than 10,000 flying swords are Wu Qianshou's life's work. Wu Qianshou is the first master in Zhongzhou, and the flying sword he refines will only be left if he is satisfied, and it will be filled into the Ten Thousand Purple Thousand Red Sword Array. These flying swords are of excellent quality, and the sword array formed is considered to be expected to compete for the title of "No. 1 Weapon in Zhongzhou". Such a treasure, the giant monster can swallow it unharmed, what can Wu Luo do, to be honest, Xiang Yan's heart is not bottomed.

Seeing that the giant monster was about to swallow Wu Luo in one gulp, Wu Luo slowly raised his hand, and with a slight shock of his palm, a stream of gray smoke dispersed without warning, quickly enveloping the giant monster in it.

"What is this?" Lu Nianwu stroked his beard and puzzled: "The magic weapon? It's not very similar, it can't be a spirit pill, it's even more impossible......"

The three of them estimated that what Wu Luo took out to deal with this giant monster must be an earth-shattering treasure, otherwise how could they help this giant monster?

But this gray mist, without a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, what is it?

Xiang Yanyan had never seen Wu Luo use such a method, and he followed Lu Nianwu to wonder: "Can this thing work?"

Obviously, everyone is not optimistic.

But the giant monster, shrouded in this gray mist, was like a monkey that had touched fire, and with a terrible strange scream, it shrank back frantically, incredibly fast.

Xiang Yanyan and the three were dumbfounded: "This—what's going on?"

Of course, Wu Luo will not let go of the giant monster like this, he chased after the giant monster, pointing fingers in his hand, every time a generation of gray mist appeared on the path of the giant monster's retreat, and then the giant monster seemed to have been cut, and fled in that direction frantically, and finally suppressed the giant monster back into the waterhole, Wu Luo's arms opened violently, and the gray mist in the sky fell down one after another, enveloping the entire waterhole.

Xiang Qiyan and the three of them finally saw clearly at this time that the gray mist was a gray-black powder. But the three of them were still puzzled: what kind of powder can have such terrible power?!

Gray powder covered the entire waterhole and sprinkled down like snow.

In the black pool, there was a heart-rending scream, and all the black water in the entire pool tumbled violently, and the pool was like a cauldron, with flames burning underneath, boiling the water.

The giant monster sank into the black water and struggled and writhed, its screams getting worse and weaker.

The gray-black powder is as if it is highly poisonous, quickly killing the "life" in the black water.

After more than a dozen breaths, the power of the invincible giant monster became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a puddle of black water, and there was no trace of it again. The whole waterhole also "died" and really became a pool of stagnant water.

Wu Luo breathed a sigh of relief, his guess was really good, the black water in this broken and fractured belt had a mysterious connection with Gangfeng in the underground world.

The black powder is the iron powder that is afraid of the wind, and it is naturally restrained by the wind, and it is indeed the poison of the giant monster.

When he landed, Zhu Hong looked at him with the wrong eyes, less closeness, but more awe.

Wu Luo didn't pay attention to Zhu Hong's psychological changes, looked at Wu Qianshou once, and sighed: "Wake him up." ”

Xiang Yanyan seems to be addicted to abuse, and some are very unwilling to let Wu Qianshou go like this, Lu Nianwu saw that he was reluctant, and said with a wry smile: "The hard work of people's lives has been ruined, let him go." ”

Xiang Yan smiled, fully reflecting the pride of the talisman master: "It's just a pile of broken copper and iron." But with a little finger, the white ribbon of light wrapped around Wu Qianshou turned back into a spirit rune and fell into his hand.

Wu Luo stroked his spiritual power on Wu Qianshou's face, and Wu Qianshou moved and opened his eyes. However, there was a little blankness in his eyes, he saw Wu Luo, remembered Wu Luo's previous warning, and suddenly felt guilty, and his old face was hot.

Then I thought of my own thousand purple and red sword arrays, and suddenly felt distressed and dripping blood, a person who was almost a thousand years old, I couldn't hold back a few times, and then I thought that my hard work was ruined like this, what else was there to scruple about?

Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Zhu Hong. Although he is the son of Zhu Qingjiang, the existence of Zhongzhou's No. 1 Instrument Master and Zhongzhou's No. 1 Danshi is definitely his idol and he has to look up to. I never thought that the first instrument master in Zhongzhou would be so embarrassed and cry in front of him.

Wu Luo looked at him really pitiful, except for those from the Xiuzhen family, ordinary monks would not leave any bloodline. It's like Wu Qianshou, just alone. The loss of this thousand purple and red sword array is like the loss of a child in old age for him, and the grief is abnormal.

He sighed and patted Wu Qianshou on the shoulder: "Don't cry, if you lose the treasure, you can always refine it again." Although the Thousands of Purple Thousand Red Sword Formation is good, it also imprisons you. ”

What Wu Luo said is a thing, there is a way that is not expensive, every sword of the Thousands of Purple Thousand Red Sword Array is a high-quality product, if Wu Qianshou specializes in cultivating one, the combat power is definitely above the present. But he was reluctant to give away his proud work, the Thousands of Purple and Red Sword Array was terrifying, but the real power may not be how to get it.

Compare Wu Qianshou with Lu Nianwu, it is said that Wu Qianshou is an instrument cultivator, and his combat power should be above Lu Nianwu. But the four of them have been together for so long, and every time they encounter a war, Wu Qianshou's role is not even as good as Lu Nianwu's.

Wu Luo was a little surprised by the meaning of waking up the person in the dream, and Wu Qianshou was stunned for a moment and understood. After all, he has cultivated for nearly a thousand years, and his Dao heart is firm. Just now, I was out of proportion for a while, I cried a lot, and I also vented my emotions, and my heart was quite clear at this time.

In fact, Wu Qianshou himself has long been aware of this, but he is reluctant to give up his works.

Now that the Ten Thousand Purple Thousand Red Sword Array has been lost, Wu Qianshou was said by Wu Luo, and suddenly felt that this seemed to be God reminding him that it seemed to be a catastrophe, but in fact there was a hidden opportunity.

Zhu Hong also saw the extraordinaryness of the top master this time, the old man was crying so sadly just now, Wu Luo's words, he immediately understood, immediately stood upright, knelt respectfully at Wu Luo with his fists, kowtowed: "What the master taught is." From now on, Qianshou no longer dares to pretend to be a master of the weapon, showing off his skills, and he will painstakingly drill the art of developing the weapon, specialize in one, and ask the master to teach me. ”

Wu Luo waved his hand: "I'll talk about this later." ”

Although Wu Qianshou is sincere, Wu Luo can't pass on "Eight Desolations Forging" to others at will after all, which is disrespectful to this magic skill and irresponsible.

Wu Qianshou knew that Wu Luo was dissatisfied with some of his previous actions, so he didn't say anything more, because he understood that there would be time for Wu Luo to slowly change his opinion of himself in the future.

He stopped pestering, and immediately said, "Then let's hurry up and find Master Zhu." ”

After the death of that puddle of black water, the surroundings have been calm, and the previous illusion has disappeared. It didn't take much effort for the five of them to find a way out and walk out of the mountains.

Standing outside the mountain, everyone made another difficulty: although they escaped, they still didn't have a clue where Zhu Qingjiang was.

Wu Luo thought about it, but he still had to follow the black vein to find it, this thing was the only clue in the entire broken and fractured belt. In addition to the black vein they tracked before, there were also many other black veins along the way, and they followed those black veins to search for it.

He told everyone what he thought, and everyone had no other way, so they immediately agreed.

That pool of black water seemed to drain all the black water in the black veins in a large area around him, and Wu Luo used the talisman Gu to search for the black veins, and most of the black veins were shriveled. Without the black water in the black veins, it seems that it has lost its "magic power", and there is almost no danger along the way. Just every six hours, three waves of heat hit from the direction of the rocky beach.

This frequency is the same as the frequency of Gangfeng in the underground world, and Wu Luo feels more and more that there is an inexplicable connection between this broken rift zone and the underground world. However, the underground world seems to be in another dimension, so how can it be related to the disconnection and disconnection of the belt?

Following those black veins, time passed unconsciously, and everyone became more and more anxious, and they all understood that the more it dragged on, the slimmer the hope of Zhu Qingjiang's safety became.

Walking and walking, Zhu Hong inadvertently looked up and was stunned.

The four of Wu Luo walked out for more than a dozen steps, only to find that he was still standing stupidly behind. Wu Qianshou shouted: "Zhu Hong, what's wrong with you, go quickly, it's getting more and more dangerous here, be careful." ”

The farther and farther away from the black pool, there is more and more black water in the black veins, which indicates that danger is coming.

Zhu Hong didn't move, he still looked at it a little stupidly, and pointed ahead: "Look at ......"

Everyone followed his direction and looked over, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

Before entering the Broken Split Zone, everyone saw that the entire Broken Split Zone was like a huge black magic dragon lying on the ground, and they also entered the Broken Split Zone from the direction of the dragon's head, but it wasn't until they came here that they really saw the face of the "dragon's head".

In the gray mist in front of everyone, a huge mountain peak appeared from time to time, and there were many mountains around the high part of the peak, which were all one, and it was a real dragon head!

Zhu Hong said stupidly: "That dragon, looking at me......"

(I forgot to post that chapter yesterday, and there's another chapter after that.) (To be continued)