"Old Heavenly Master, Old Heavenly Master!" Lu Jin called out several times to wake up the old Heavenly Master, whose eyes were a little distracted. The old Heavenly Master came back to his senses, looked at the two people fighting off the field, and asked absentmindedly. "Why aren't Wang Ai and Lu Ci here?" Lu Jin was also a little strange, "Lao Lu said that something went wrong with Wang Ai Xingqi and that he needed to cultivate alone. He was there to help take care of him." "When did the two of them get on so well?" "I don't know." "Well...that's it." The old Heavenly Master nodded, and then his eyes became distracted unconsciously. "Old Master, what's wrong with you? You've been restless since you woke up this morning."
Lu Jin has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen the Heavenly Master like this. The Heavenly Master pondered for a moment and then slowly said: "It's okay, I just had a bad premonition and was a little distracted." "It's not a trivial matter for the people of Tiandao to have such a premonition." Upon hearing this, Lu Jin became a little worried, "How about you tell your fortune for yourself?" "Haha, Lao Lu, you are laughing at me." The old Heavenly Master smiled and shook his head, "I just went down the mountain to experience deception when I was young. I want to explore the secrets of the sky, count all the people, find out the loopholes between the heaven and the earth, and exploit them. It depends on the warlock’s methods.” "For example, Wuhou Sect." The old Heavenly Master looked at Zhuge Qing in the audience, and his dull eyes narrowed. Lu Jin followed his gaze and said, "How can I tell you, Heavenly Master, are you optimistic about Zhuge Qing this time? Although that junior is indeed excellent, he is still far inferior to Lu Ke." Zhuge Qing can be said to be a leader among the younger generation, and he is also at a very good level among middle-aged aliens. Even with some older elders, who are not particularly powerful, he can still fight a few moves. But say, beat Luke? Lu Jin felt that this was just a slap from Lu Ke. If he used two slaps, it would be an insult to him, a ten-year-old man. After all, he could only receive one slap if he was serious. "I don't know, it's just that I feel something is wrong." … Zhuge Qing took a deep breath, unfolded the Qimen pattern, and stood with his two fingers in front of him. "Kun character, Tuheche!" With the activation of the Qimen spell, the soil under Luke's feet began to deform rapidly as if it were melted chocolate and was about to hit him. Lu Ke didn't dodge or dodge, he raised his foot and stepped down. boom-- The mud pillar that had not yet risen was stepped back directly, and the ground was torn apart by the strong force of the feet. The cracks spread in all directions. Zhuge Qing's pupils shrank when he saw it. He did not stop moving and made a secret in his hand. "The word Xun means wind rope."
"Kan, water bomb!" The invisible wind turned into ropes and tied up all of Luke's limbs, followed by high-pressure water bombs. Wind and water... Lu Ke's eyes flashed with light, and then the wind rope disappeared into nothing. The water bullets stopped shooting at him and turned around to attack Zhuge Qing. Zhuge Qing, who was caught off guard, stretched out his hand. "Xunzi, Fengjian!" The airflow around him protected his body under his control, but as Lu Ke stared at him, the wind in the air stopped turning, and the water bullet hit Zhuge Qing without any obstacles. "Well..." Zhuge Qing groaned and forcibly stopped retreating, glanced at Lu Ke who had not moved since the beginning of the battle, and asked in a deep voice. "It makes my strange spells ineffective without any warning, and can even counter my spells. What kind of method is this?" Lu Ke patted the dust on his clothes calmly, "There is something wrong with me. Tell my opponent my information." "Do you think I am your opponent?" Zhuge Qing smiled bitterly, "Although I have known Brother Lu's strength for a long time, I really can't fully understand it without experiencing it firsthand. The difference in strength is simply huge." His original intention was to meet the geniuses of his generation and see if he had a chance to experience the so-called Eight Wonders. Unexpectedly, Zhang Lingyu, who he thought was his opponent, did not meet him, but found a monster like Lu Ke instead. Even if you started practicing from your mother's womb, you shouldn't have this level of strength! What did this guy grow up on? "If you only have these two moves, I will kill you, Lao Qing." Lu Ke rolled up his sleeves as if complaining. "I thought you had some backup plan, but you don't have anything at all." Originally, Lu Ke guessed that Zhuge Qing's confidence should be Samadhi Zhenhuo. After all, this is the only skill in the Wuhou sect that might hurt him. However, considering that he has not experienced a disastrous defeat yet, he has not lost his respect for this skill. Heart, this option is also ruled out. "Brother Lu, do you think warlock is a stupid profession?" Lu Ke blinked, it was all right, what was Zhuge Qing scolding him for? "Have you ever heard of this saying: out of ten strange sects, nine are crazy?" Zhuge Qing said with emotion, "The skills of warlocks are different from those of ordinary people. Most of the skills focus on the outside, but The sorcerer’s technique focuses on the inner.” "In the interior scene, I am omniscient and omnipotent, but when I return to reality, I suddenly fall from the clouds to the bottom. What a sad thing, but we always can't recognize ourselves." "Does being able to escape from the temptation of the inner scene mean that we are truly isolated from temptation? No, we are still stubborn and still think that warlocks are nobler than other aliens." "We can calculate everything we want to calculate. Even if we are afraid of punishment from heaven and do not tell others the whole story at will, our complacent mentality is still gradually developed." "Look, you stupid mortals always have endless troubles and countless questions every day, and we can see everything." "Um, interrupt me, what exactly do you want to say?" Lu Ke was a little dazed by these weird words. What is Zhuge Qing crazy about? "I mean, warlocks have limits." "So you don't want to be a warlock anymore?"
Luke, who was about to slap him twice to make him sober up, subconsciously added. "No, I mean, I want to be the limit of warlocks." Zhuge Qing took out something from his arms, which was a crystal clear jade with an extremely smooth surface and a glittering divine light. "As an ordinary warlock, Zhuge Qing can't beat you, so let's try the person with the limit of magic." "Fuck!" Seeing the jade in Zhuge Qing's hand, Lu Ke couldn't help but burst out a swear word. Isn't this the jade in "Ninety-nine Eighty-one" where the Three Kingdoms generals reincarnated and reborn to awaken their powers? Where did Zhuge Qing get this thing? Just because they were all painted by Mi Er, they can't do anything lawless? Is there any world convention to restrict them? Zhuge Qing put the jade stone on his forehead. The jade stone, which was obviously a solid object, strangely turned into a stream of light and sank into Zhuge Qing's body. Then he groaned in pain and his body began to tremble involuntarily. Lu Ke never thought of waiting for the enemy to finish reading the bar, and was ready to interrupt from the beginning, but the moment before the shot, he stopped attacking in a dilemma. The feeling in the dark told him that if he interrupted this process... Zhuge Qing might die directly! After a few breaths, "Zhuge Qing" stopped trembling and stood up straight. He still had the squinting eyes and the fox smile, but his whole temperament became obscure and difficult to understand. He looked around, his eyes first fell on the old Taoist priest, then shifted to Lu Ke, and laughed in a low voice. "An interesting world."
