My Disciples Are All Villains

The First Thousand Two Hundred and Forty-Three Chapters of the Constant-Level Sacred Object Town Longevity Pile (Three)

The vision of the four old men was only the lower half. After Lu Zhou landed, he just entered their vision range.

What they saw in Luzhou made them feel like they were dazzled.

It was another special power, an ability they had never seen before. This feeling is only experienced in real people.

Heart beating violently.

This is real!

They actually tried to compete with a real person for the treasure here? !

Ye Wei said in a low voice and serious voice: "Abandon the Zhenshouzhuan, and take the opportunity to leave together later."

The four quickly reached an agreement and put the unhappiness just now behind them.

Since it is an old man who has lived for many years, he will not care about what happened before. Only by working together can you escape from the real person in front of you.

"Who is the real person Ye Zheng met in an unknown place?"

"I don't know, there is no one alive in the thirty-six days, and Ye Zheng himself doesn't want to mention it." Ye Yiqing sighed.

Ye Wei frowned and said, "I know what you're going to say... Take it."

He took out the brocade box from his arms, took out four jade talismans from the brocade box, and handed them to the other three.

"This..." Ye Geng was surprised, "Do you really want to use this?"

"This is the only way we can escape from the real man... Now that the matter is not clear, if it is determined to be him, we will crush it together." Ye Wei said.

"Yeah." The three nodded.

After the sound transmission was over, Ye Wei slapped his mouth.

When I meet someone in the future, I still seldom report to my home.

...

Lu Zhou's delusional magic made Yong He, who had fallen into madness, despair.

It almost tried its best to attack, but it still had no effect on the old man in front of him. Sound, sight, and substance are all useless.

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roaring madly,

Shouting, but can only watch Lu Zhou come step by step.

Lu Zhou felt the catharsis of the power of heaven. Although this new supernatural power is powerful, it is very dependent on the power of heaven and consumes a lot. Therefore, it is necessary to make a quick decision without delaying too much time.

He raised the unnamed sword in his hand and pushed it with one palm.

The Weiming Sword quickly interspersed back and forth in the air.

Each sword contains a little bit of heavenly power.

This is also to be on the safe side, so that Yong He does not have the means to counterattack.

Having seen the power of Lu Wu and Huofeng with his own eyes, Lu Zhou almost placed Yonghe on the same strength as Lu Wu, and he must take it seriously.

chi, chi, chi...  

The Weiming Sword is like a needle in a tailor's hand, Yong He is the clothes, and the whole body is full of small holes through which the Weiming Sword passes.

The sharp roar stopped abruptly.

The phantom is frozen, like a painting, frozen in the air, and Yong He's expression is frozen in a state of anger and confusion.

Then the phantom gradually disappeared.

Yong He's body shrank rapidly, and his height decreased, becoming his normal height, about four or five meters tall. Compared with Lu Wu, he was not tall, and even looked a little thin.

Yong He lowered his head? Looking at the wound pierced by Weiming Sword, he let out a long breath.

Just like human beings... its obsession, hatred, anger, along with these fatal wounds?

It laughed.

Negative emotions came over me... and then I cried again, and the cry was infiltrating.

"Do you... know how many years I've been here?" Yong He said.

Lu Zhou didn't speak.

Yong He continued: "30,000 years... 30,000 years!! Do you want to know? What's under the mausoleum? Hehe...hehehe..."

Lu Zhou still doesn't speak? Just look at it so quietly.

It laughs as it laughs.

Yong He's joys, sorrows and sorrows are very close to human beings. Seeing Lu Zhou's expression, he can't help but say with anger: "Human nature is greedy... greedy? You have to pay a heavy price. It is much stronger than me... ...you guys soon? You're going to be buried with me? Hahahaha...ha...ha."

The last "ha" seems to be stuck in his throat? Yong He's mouth is slightly open, his body is stiff? Like a tree, it has lost its movement.

Looking back at the mausoleum area, Zhenshouzhu did not appear? Then fell down.

Yonghe is indeed powerful, but it is not suitable to be subdued. On the one hand, it has a weird shape and a sucker, which is quite disgusting; on the other hand, its negative emotions are too great, and its hatred of human beings is much stronger than that of people with a chest.

Then Luzhou heard a prompt——

[Kill the beast emperor-level Yonghe and get 30,000 merits. 】

Compared to practitioners with many lives, the reward of this merit point is really not worth mentioning. But compared to individuals, this is the highest reward Luzhou has seen so far.

At this time, Ye Wei's heart beat faster.

He looked away and landed on the mausoleum.

Lu Zhou raised his head, looked at Ye Wei and the others, and said, "Are the Zhenshou Zhuang below?"

Ye Wei nodded and said: "This object is called the Zhenshou Stake, which was once a sacred relic of constant rank. The Zhenshou Ruins can form such a space because of it. The Zhenshou Stake can greatly catalyze Cultivation speed, but it will also consume life very quickly. This is why the major real people don't want to take it."

When it comes to real practitioners, it is often of little use to rely on the Zhenshouzhuan. The longevity stake is a moth that absorbs longevity, and if a real person wants it, it is simply unpleasant.

Practitioners who haven't reached the real person, who are not Yonghe's opponents, or who are afraid of the dangers of the unknown land and the real person's targeting, cannot obtain this thing.

"If that's the case, why did you take the Zhenshou stake?" Lu Zhou said lightly.

"This……"

Ye Wei thought for a while and replied, "Because, I want to attack the Eighteen Fate."

Hearing the words, the other three quickly nodded in agreement.

Seeing Lu Zhou's expressionless face, Ye Wei said again, "However, we don't need it now. We are seriously injured and it's time to leave. The old gentleman's skills are amazing and I admire it."

The implication is that they have to leave, and they hand in hand.

"and many more."

Lu Zhou turned around, looked directly at the four of them, and said, "Your name is Ye Wei?"

The last thing Ye Wei wanted to see was still here.

"Exactly."

"Then do you know Yan Nantian Ye Zheng?" Lu Zhou locked the four of them and carefully observed their behavior, emotions and changes in their eyes.

It has to be said that they are all human beings who have lived for a long time, and their control of emotions is so perfect that people can't see what they are thinking.

When Ye Wei heard this question, he was almost certain that it was the old man in front of him who severely injured Ye Zhenren.

The unknown land is so big, why did it happen so coincidentally?

life.

"I don't know." Ye Wei said without blushing.

"Ye Zheng is a real person from Yannantian, how can I be able to climb as high as me?" Ye Yiqing said.

Ye Geng exaggerated even more and said:

"To be honest, when we first came to Zhenshou Market, we were indeed a little wary of the old gentleman. After all, this is an unknown place, and it would be foolish not to be careful. But just now the old gentleman shot and killed Yonghe and saved us. It is a life-saving grace, and I am very grateful."

Covering your thoughts with the truth is the art of lying.

Lu Zhou looked at the four with such scrutiny.

The four of them appeared as usual, but in fact they were so panicked that the jade talismans in their palms were about to be crushed.

Unpredictable things-

Kong Wen patted his head and said, "I seem to remember... That Ye, Ye... Ye... Wei... Wait, it's all over my mouth and then I forgot, wait, wait, come and come now..."

"..."

The crowd was speechless.

"Brother, do you remember?" Kong Wu was anxious.

"I remembered it all. I was interrupted by you and forgot it again. Think about it too!"

The people present were only the four brothers Kong Wen from Qinglian, and no one else could think.

Ye Wei's heartbeat must be up and down, but seeing that Kong Wen forgot again, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's so dangerous.

wow-

A black pillar shaped like an object, the flat ground where the mausoleum is located, broke out of the ground.

Exudes a strange light.

"Zhenshouzhu?!"

The eyes of the four old men were flooded, and when they saw Zhenshouzhu, they showed doubts.

Whoa!

The Zhenshou Pile was raised a little higher.

The crowd frowned.

"Have you matured?" Ming Shiyin said.

"Things that will appear on their own initiative, won't it be Yong He who is alive again?"

They have witnessed Yong He's strength with their own eyes, and they really don't want to fight that disgusting thing again.

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