Chapter 703 Unruly Heart, Seek Victory in Danger?

Luzhou dived downward.

When the dust settles, the line of sight is clear... The five-fingered pits around you can be seen.

Even though he had used the critical strike card many times, looking at the effect again, he was still amazed by this indescribable power.

The reward of 4,000 merit points is weaker than that of the red ray.

Although this palm print is shocking by HTC, it is not as shocking as a palm that shoots down a red ray in a dark space and illuminates the night sky.

There is no need for Luzhou to talk to this menacing Jiuye... Even if he can kill Fa Kong by his own ability, but... how can it be so safe?

A loss is a loss of merit.

But he is new to Jiuye, and many things take time to digest.

This Xueyang Temple master is also clearly not going to be captured.

Therefore, Lu Zhou chose to kill with one hit.

Neat.

Lu Zhou fell.

Walk towards the middle of the palm.

He saw that in the pit mark in the middle, the eminent monk of Xueyang Temple, Fa Kong, had his arms turned into mud, his body was flat, and his facial features were all broken.

Pharaoh is dead.

It is indeed much stronger than Jiang Wenxu.

It's just... At that time, Lu Zhou used the peak card, showing a one-sided situation and defeating Jiang Wenxu.

This time, relying on his own strength, coupled with the extraordinary power of the Heavenly Book, the struggle has come to this point.

"Karma?"

Lu Zhou groaned and thought.

Jiuye... Can it burn astral gas?

When a normal practitioner faces a desperate situation, there are two ways of playing that belong to the desperate method of self-mutilation. One is self-destruction. After the trick is often used, the light is self-destruction, and the worst is death on the spot; the second is to burn the sea of ​​​​qi, and the vitality in the sea of ​​​​dantian is burned to stimulate the potential, which is an overdraft cultivation. of internal injuries.

Red Lotus Karmic Fire obviously does not belong to these two methods.

This is more like an ability to burn after condensing vitality into astral gas.

Think for a moment.

Lu Zhou shook his head and discarded these thoughts.

Now is not the time to think about this...

After confirming that Pharaoh is dead.

Lu Zhou opened the system interface and looked at the remaining lifespan... But don't look back.

Remaining life: 73003 days.

"Two hundred years..."

When breaking through the nine leaves, it added 73,000 days, which is two hundred years of life. This should be the lifespan gained by the breakout.

From one to eight leaves, each leaf only adds fifty years, and nine leaves alone add two hundred years.

So far... the limit of life is really broken. Lu Zhou became Dayan's first true Jiuye.

He looked at his hair, which had returned to half black and half white.

The function of the body is much better than before.

Flip the right palm, hum!

A miniature Dharma body was sacrificed.

Nine leaves revolve around... At the same time, vitality overflows from the golden lotus.

"Life overflowing?"

He recalled that the last golden energy circle did not fall when he broke through. Instead, it was forced to rebound upward. After the golden lotus had absorbed enough lifespan, it overflowed with vitality, and the ninth leaf came out.

Lu Zhou noticed the numbers on the system panel and added them up.

+200!

+300!

+100!

Lu Zhou's face was calm, his figure flashed, he left the destroyed five-finger mark, sank into the jungle, found a quiet place, and sat cross-legged. Start to stabilize the vitality and cultivation of this nine-leaf overflow.

...

at the same time.

The three elders and disciples of Motian Pavilion... and the practitioners of Dayan who were watching the preaching, flew south frantically.

Si Wuya,

Duanmu Sheng, Ming Shi Yin, Zhu Hong Gong, Zhao Yue volleyed in front.

Jiuye's speed was so fast that they couldn't catch up at all.

"Ahead... there are traces of battle!"

A jungle collapsed.

Peaks break.

"I hope the pavilion master is fine, everyone must be careful! It's not easy to come."

The crowd nodded.

"Continue to chase, no matter what, you can't let Senior Ji have an accident, otherwise, the big flame will be in danger!"

The practitioners were suspended in the air, looking ahead.

Pan Litian looked back, glanced at everyone, and said, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid he's a bird!" Someone answered loudly, "Chong Shang has a chance to survive, retreat, and the whole game is over. I'm afraid that if it is useful, the Twelve Nation Alliance will have surrendered long ago."

Dayan has not fallen yet, so how could he be afraid to come out?

"The pavilion master has the world in his mind, and he preaches the world regardless of personal cost. If it wasn't for this, how would he give the sneak attack a chance! At this time, being afraid is different from a beast?"

"If you're afraid, get out now and never stop it!"

someone shouted loudly.

None of the practitioners who were suspended in the sky retreated, and their eyes were full of tenacity.

"Okay! The old man leads the way!"

Pan Litian threw the golden gourd in his hand again, the gourd spun in the air, the mouth of the gourd pointed to the southeast, and flew over quickly.

"Walk!"

Under the leadership of Pan Litian, hundreds of cultivators crossed the sky.

...

Red Lotus Realm.

The setting sun shone, but on the Xueyang Mountain, black clouds were pressing down on the city.

Xueyang Temple was shrouded in darkness.

In the meditation hall, the sound of the wooden fish, thumping, thumping, is not in a hurry or slow... The strong wind blew through the meditation room and blew the windows open.

pat!

The sound of the wooden fish stopped.

"Abbot, the first seat of the Precept Hall, Fa Kong's life stone, has been extinguished..."

A cassock disciple stood in front of him with one palm and bowed.

His tone was calm and his face was flat, as if he had expected this.

A voice from the meditation room:

"Fa Kong is the second Zen practitioner who has mastered Karma Fire in my temple, and his cultivation is not weaker than mine... Tell Tianwu Academy about this. The Tiansuo plan will be postponed."

"Yes."

After the cassock disciple left.

In the meditation room, an old man in ordinary monk robes opened his eyes slightly, stood with one palm in front of him, and sighed: "purity and silence, the true fruit of cultivation, and entered the cycle of reincarnation. Amitabha..."

...

Motian Pavilion, in front of the main hall.

Xiaoyuaner and Conch take care of Ye Tianxin.

The eight leaves were cross-legged on the ground and stepped up to recover from their injuries.

Only Hua Wudao stood in front of everyone, pacing back and forth, looking outside the barrier from time to time.

"It's really unfortunate mother, what is this thing that was killed halfway?" Zhu Tianyuan scolded a few words, and then coughed.

"Seniors, this person, the master of red lotus, must be Jiuye!" Nangongwei sighed and shook his head.

In a few strokes, he can wound the eight leaves and repel the patriarch of the Motian Pavilion. Except for the nine leaves that can do it, there is nothing else possible.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the human... I used to think that Ba Ye had spied on all the truths in the world, but now it seems, how ignorant."

Huang Shiji said while adjusting his breath:

"Before I met Brother Ji, it was the same idea... Don't worry, Brother Ji will definitely be able to defeat this person."

The crowd nodded.

Now that's all I can do to comfort myself.

At this time, a person walked out of the Motian Pavilion hall.

"Brothers?"

Zhu Tianyuan opened his eyes, endured the pain in his chest, looked over, and asked in confusion: "Untie? Why are you hiding inside?"

Untie revealed embarrassed gray, and said, "How could I be Jiuye's opponent..."

Zhu Tianyuan spat: "You're useless."

The other Eight Leafs glanced at him with contempt.

"You can't say that... It's obvious that you can't beat it, but if you bite the bullet, that's stupid. Brothers, you are asking for your own guilt."

"Enough?" Zhu Tianyuan said.

"Brothers, don't be angry, you are seriously injured now, and the top priority is to take good care of your injuries." Xie Kai said in a low voice, "Everyone... Do you know what the red thing was just now?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"This thing is recorded in a record, called Tissot." Ji Kai's words were astonishing.

Zhu Tianyuan suddenly looked at Xie Kai, and suddenly remembered the transcript he carried when he left the Ancient Sacred Sect and came to Shendu, and said, "Since you know it, why don't you tell me?"

Untie the sigh:

"What did I say? Mr. Qi was so arrogant, he blocked me before he opened his mouth, brothers, have you given me a chance to explain? Also... Tissot is indeed a master of Nine Leaves, and looking at this situation, it is still A master who has been in Jiuye for many years, Senior Ji is probably the worst."

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhu Tianyuan stared at Xie Kai.

Unfolding his brows and frowning slightly: "I have no malicious intentions, but I am telling the truth."

"Are you malicious?" Zhu Tianyuan's eyes were fixed.

"Brothers... I have ten holy medicines for healing. Take them for you, and they will have a miraculous effect on internal injuries." Kai took off the bag from his arms and spread out the pills inside.

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