Chapter 604 There Is No Question of How Many Leaves

The cultivator of Dayan appeared on the top of the imperial city, which surprised Lu Zhou.

Although he was covering his face and wearing black clothes, trying his best to hide his identity, but in Luzhou's eyes, he had nothing to hide——

Name: Wei Zhuoran

Identity: Dayan people

Realm: Yuanshen.

...

Under the illumination of Jin Jian, Wei Zhuoran's six-leaf dharma body looked bright and dazzling.

This means that for a long time in the past, he has been working hard to improve his cultivation and reached the six-leaf realm.

At the same time, Wei Zhuoran, who used to be somewhat restrained and timid, has become more and more powerful after a long period of edification.

Conch stood back.

Lu Zhou stood in front of her and said, "No need to be afraid."

Wei Zhuoran looked at Lu Zhou with complicated eyes, carefully examined it, and said, "Although I don't know what method you used to deceive others... but under this golden mirror, let me see, the truth."

"the truth?"

Lu Zhou said indifferently, "What do you think the truth is?"

Wei Zhuoran glanced at the chaos in the city from the corner of his eye, and the spies were caught one by one and executed on the spot.

But these spies had nothing to do with him. He smiled and said: "Xiu Fan Temple has diamonds, doves and pigeons do not enter, and birds do not perch. Bodhidharma said: 'It is the truth.' No matter when, the truth is There is only one."

"That's right." Lu Zhou stroked his beard, "but how can you be sure that what you see is the truth?"

Wei Zhuoran pointed to his head, eyes, and the sky, and said:

"Some are smart, some are stupid, some are born to be enslaved, such as them..."

He pointed to the people in the city and the practitioners who were struggling to fight.

"And some people are born to like to deceive, they pretend to understand very well, and the world is in their hands, to talk nonsense and deceive people who don't know the truth."

Wei Zhuoran stepped forward...

In his eyes, the old man and the young man in front of him were the prey to be slaughtered.

Luzhou stroked his beard and said:

"Wei Zhuoran."

"Um?"

Wei Zhuoran opened his eyes, full of surprise, looked at Lu Zhou, and instinctively took a step back.

Can this be recognized?

"Do you think your wings are stiff?"

"The old man helped you to take the place of Wei Zhuoyan, you should be grateful..."

Wei Zhuoran stabilized his mind and said, "This is the other time! Senior Ji, since you recognize it... then don't blame me for being rude!"

He glanced at the battle situation under the city.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer.

His figure flickered, approaching Lu Zhou's face.

The palms are staggered, turned ninety degrees, and pushed forward.

Just when he thought that this palm, even if it didn't save Lu Zhou's life, he would still be able to inflict heavy damage on him.

Lu Zhou raised his palms and bent his arms forward.

Like a Buddha pushing his palm.

The golden palm print, with a subtle blue extraordinary power, greeted him.

boom!

The distance was so close that there was no time to dodge at all, and the slap print that was as tall as a person blasted him out!

The black cloth on his face was torn apart, the bridge of his nose was sunken, and his forehead seemed to be flattened!

boom! It slammed into the tower on the top of the imperial city again, and Talon was cracked and crumbling.

"If the old man can save your life, he can take your life."

Lu Zhou stepped forward with his hands behind.

Wei Zhuoran opened his eyes wide and looked at Lu Zhou who was approaching incomprehensibly. He said incoherently in fear, "No, no, no..."

Strongly covering the scars, he was about to start the Dharma body to leave, but he felt a huge attraction behind him and grabbed him back.

The mudra handprint!

hold him in the palm of your hand,

Forcibly pulled back.

Wei Zhuoran's heart sank... and even said that it was impossible.

Nothing is Impossible.

In front of the old man, the eight leaves and below are all the same, there is no difference, the more powerful ones are just a matter of one slap and two slaps.

Lu Zhou looked at Wei Zhuoran and said:

"Who do you work for?"

Wei Zhuoran's eyes widened...there was no response.

Lu Zhou just pulled him in front of him and threw him to the ground... Wei Zhuoran exhaled and uttered the last sentence: "Wuye, is it fake?"

After speaking, he tilted his head and lost his breath.

[Ding, kill a target and get 1500 points of merit. 】

Lu Zhou noticed that his pupils were slightly dilated, and his facial features were full of horror.

The Motuo mudra has not yet been closed, and the previous palm didn't kill him, so why did he die suddenly? Scared to death?

At this time, Ye Tianxin returned at a low altitude.

Flashes all the way.

Under the light of Jin Jian, Ye Tianxin was dressed in elegant white clothes, and the eight-leaf golden lotus beside him was shocking and shocking.

"Eight leaves!"

"Mister Motiange Six!"

Flying back all the way, the practitioners of the Great Flame only noticed that this woman with white hair, white clothes, and white skirt was actually eight leaves!

"How many eight leaves are there in Motian Pavilion?"

"Add this... three people."

For many sects, being able to hold an eight-leaf leaf is often the best candidate for the head.

Some sects do not even have seven leaves.

There are three eight leaves from the Motian Pavilion!

What kind of strength is that?

Ye Tianxin ignored the surprise of others and quickly swept up to the top of the imperial city.

Lu Zhou also noticed that Ye Tianxin's face was a little sweaty, obviously her condition was not enough to deal with such a fierce battle.

Ye Tianxin landed on the top of the imperial city and bowed, "Master."

"Sixth Senior Sister!" Conch ran over.

"Protect the conch." Lu Zhou said.

"Teacher obeys." Ye Tianxin came to Conch's side.

Lu Zhou glanced at Jin Jian's direction.

Observe the situation in the city of God.

Because there were no powerful enemies, the whole process went smoothly, unlike the bloody storm when the Nether Sect attacked the city.

Basically, catch one when you see it.

God is really big...

But with so many masters of the primordial spirit, with a carpet-like search method, it won't take too long.

In the sky.

The Taixu Jinjian constantly draws on the power of the sky.

At this time, Lu Zhou saw a huge goshawk hovering above the sky.

"Um?"

Generally speaking, ferocious beasts will not easily set foot in human cities.

Some practitioners have studied this, even if it is a beast that does not absorb the mutation of vitality, it will not easily approach the human city. It seems that there is a natural sense of distance from the densely populated places. Of course, this does not mean that the beasts will not attack people. On the contrary, some weak villages and cities have been attacked by wild beasts more than once.

It's just that when humans step into practice, they become more powerful, and with the protection of barriers, those beasts dare not approach.

How dare this goshawk be so bold?

In normal times, he was shot down by the defender's crossbow long ago.

Lu Zhou looked at the goshawk.

At this time, the goshawk descended and approached the Taixu Jinjian.

"Beast!"

Lu Zhou turned his head and said, "Conch."

"Master?"

"Drive that goshawk away." Lu Zhou said.

A small beast is not worthy of Luzhou's extraordinary power.

"Uh-huh."

Conch took the Lantian jade flute from her waist and placed it in front of her lips and teeth.

chirp——

An unpleasant, even extremely harsh flute sound, like the sound of a rotating cone, exploded from high to low in an instant.