Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

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ps: The modification is completed. ...the tide of the enemy, began to retreat. Cang Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, and the enemy began to retreat, temporarily safe. Divine Sense just scanned it a little and checked the losses on his own side, but his face was ashen, and the losses were a bit large. From the invasion of the enemy to the retreat of the enemy, it only took two days. Three tribulation cultivators died, more than 30 cultivators, and nearly thousands of cultivators. It's innumerable, and it's not worth much at all. As for Feiyu World, the loss is not small, but it has a deep foundation and a large number of strong people, which can bear such losses. After taking stock of his family, Cang Jiu was in a bad mood like never before, and his mind was quite depressed. At this moment, an old man with an old face said: "Young Master, just now, I found the trace of Daoist Fortune. After this Daoist fortune escaped, he hid in the cave or in a special secret realm, even if it was me. I can't predict his location. If he continued to hide, he could still avoid my calculations!" "But at the moment when the undead invaded, he took the lead and killed an ice demon cultivator with tyrannical means. A flame demon cultivator, and other demon cultivators, there are as many as twelve people in total. As for the bottom-level illusory demon cultivator, transformation cultivator, etc., there are countless others. This person is very courageous and has a sense of responsibility. It's a pity that the world is very big, but it can't hold two geniuses... The young master can only kill him!" The old man said, with an indescribable regret in his expression. Cang Jiu pondered and sighed slightly: "The Daoist creation, whether it is aptitude, talent, physique, understanding, luck, state of mind, will, etc., are all first-class and excellent, not inferior to the deity. If you were born in other eras , enough to become the son of destiny, the future is expected to soar, even if it is in the immortal world, it is the supreme arrogance. If I meet the Daoist fortune earlier, I don't mind taking him as a war general and cultivating him a lot. It's a pity that we still meet It is too late. In order to compete for destiny, there is bound to be a life-and-death battle. In this battle, the deity cannot give in the slightest, nor can there be any humility, it can only be a **** battle to the end. As for the Daoist creation, it is still my stepping stone. Come on!" The old man said, "Don't worry, Young Master! I have already dispatched a cultivator to capture and kill Daoist Fortune. In this battle, if you don't do it, it will be a thunderbolt strike, which will give the enemy a devastating blow. If the monks of the upper level take action, go to chase and kill this person, he will surely die!" The supreme power of the eighth level of transcending tribulation went to chase and kill a junior in the middle stage, flying dragon riding the face, wondering how to lose. Cang Jiu calculated with his fingers and said, "Yeah, how can I lose. But I still don't know the details in my heart! Daoist Fortune is a generation with great luck. If you want to kill him, you will always encounter various accidents. ..." The old man nodded and said, "Young Master is right! This person has great luck, and under the interference of luck, there will always be various accidents. It is best for the young master to use the supreme secret technique to suppress his luck. Let his luck appear to be underestimated, so that he can be killed!" Cang Jiu nodded, "That's right!" In life, there will be all kinds of accidents. Especially those peerless geniuses, who have great luck and are chased by powerful enemies, will always turn misfortune into good luck, and disaster will turn into auspiciousness. Not only did they not die, but they encountered various accidents. Only by suppressing its luck can it be killed. Swipe! Cangjiu stimulated the secret technique, the runes on the palm were flashing, and many runes were undulating and changing, depicted on the ground, and the runes were condensed together and evolved into a supreme formation. The big formation was changing, Cangjiu stimulated its own luck and entered the big formation, and the yellow, white and green rays of light on the formation were flashing. The huge air luck formation began to take shape, turned into a terrifying coercion, and began to suppress the air luck of the Taoist. Fortune Daoist's luck is like fire, and the luck is extremely powerful, but at this moment, under the suppression of the great formation of luck, the luck has fallen to the bottom. …On the battlefield, the monks on both sides were quickly leaving the battlefield, and the battle was quickly ending. At the beginning of the game, it was a bit abrupt; and the end of the battle was even more surprising. Looking at the separated battlefield, Lu Xuanji's long sword was flashing, but he didn't know where to cut. With a sigh, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Just left for a moment, I feel that the eyebrows are trembling slightly, the heart is warning, the heart is beating in Dongdong, and the inexplicable anxiety rises. The figure is flickering, urging the vertical golden light to move quickly, moving several times in a row, but the anxiety in my heart has not eased at all, and I immediately stood there and waited. "Not bad, not bad, you are very good!" In the void, an old man appeared. His breath was restrained and he could not see the strength or weakness, but his eyes flashed fiercely, like a tiger staring at a rabbit, ready to come forward and eat him at any time. Lose. "Who is fellow Daoist?" Lu Xuanji asked. "Fellow Daoist, Pindao is much older than you, enough to be your grandfather's grandfather, who gave you such a big face, and called Pindao a friend!" The old man said, his expression extremely indifferent: "Brother let If I kill you, I will kill you. In the past, I killed the Daoist Daoist, now it's time to kill you!" "Junior, let's die!" , the palms attack and kill, the tricks are simple and direct. But the moment of attacking and killing, it is like thunder, giving people the feeling of unavoidable. clang clang! At this moment, the death bell was activated. This immortal weapon automatically recovered, and began to burst out with tyrannical power, hitting the old man. The old man said that the palm bombarded the immortal artifact, making a crisp sound, the void was shaking, and the big bell took Lu Xuanji to the void in the room and fled away. "Interesting, the immortal artifact recognizes the master! There is an immortal artifact guarding it. Under normal circumstances, even if I want to kill it, it is almost impossible!" The old man sighed slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Unfortunately, Big brother expected this situation, I also have a fairy weapon!" The figure flashed, and the old man disappeared, chasing and killing Lu Xuanji. Immortal artifacts are forged by immortals and contain the laws of immortality. If the fairy weapon is thoroughly stimulated, it will be enough to explode with tyrannical power, forming a terrifying power that God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha. Even if the cultivation base is insufficient, the immortal weapon can only inspire a little power, which is enough to face the dangerous situation and escape from the dangerous kind. Tribulation cultivators, if they are hard against immortal weapons, there is a possibility of falling. The only thing that can fight against the fairy is the fairy. When the eldest brother sent him to take action, he thought of this accident and gave him a fairy weapon temporarily. The old man urged the immortal weapon, but it did not trigger, and he followed it firmly behind, keeping a certain distance, forming a certain degree of deterrence. Swipe! The bell of death is ringing, constantly tearing the void, moving fast. The speed is extremely fast, and it is much inferior to those fairy tools that specialize in speed. But it's still much faster. Lu Xuanji urged the mana, the mana was instilled into the fairy, and turned into the source of energy for the fairy. The mana was drained, his face was pale, his body was shaking slightly, and it seemed that he was about to reach the limit. At the same time, the bell of death was ringing violently, making a humming sound, and the gray runes were completely activated. Among the immortal artifacts, the artifact spirit that had been sleeping for a long time was completely awakened. Qi Lingming woke up in person, urging the fairy. When the master is relatively weak and the mana is too expensive to activate the fairy, the spirit can wake up, spend its own mana and origin, and activate the power of the fairy. At this moment, the death bell burst out with tyrannical strength, but the corresponding artifact spirit is also depleting its origin. "Kid, in order to save you out, the deity can only wake up completely, and then spend the source to urge the fairy weapon... It's most suitable for this, after all, it won't last for a long time, and it's difficult to persist for a long time!" Qi Lingming said, with a tone of impatience. A sense of unease, as well as a hint of unease. Lu Xuanji said: "What do you need, senior, you can say it directly!" Qi Lingming said: "I am only a fairy artifact spirit, and I am only one level of tribulation in terms of cultivation. Even if I activate the fairy artifact, it is difficult to compete with that person. The monk who crossed the eighth floor of the robbery. If the stalemate continues for a long time, when my source is greatly depleted, I will be suppressed and sealed. As for you, you will also be killed." "There is not much time left for us, now the enemy does not directly kill Come here, but hang in the back constantly, this is the most dangerous. Only by entering a supreme Jedi, a supreme restricted area, can there be a chance of life!" Lu Xuanji thought: "Chasing and killing me on the eighth floor of crossing the calamity. It's too much to give me face. It's just that there are many forbidden places in the world, and there are very few forbidden places that may trap the eighth floor of the transcending calamity! For now, only..." Under constant calculation, the footsteps flickered towards a certain area. fly away. The void is changing, endless gray fog appears in front, and the fog blocks the void. There is a huge island in the fog. There are many formations on the island, and the formations are layered on top of each other. The array is broken. Only a few formations still exist, exuding bursts of destructive energy. Looking at this island, Lu Xuanji flickered and entered the island. Buzz! At this moment, Chunyang Broken Sword appeared, as if guiding something. After a few ups and downs, it disappeared. After just a few breaths, the void was changing, and the old man appeared in the void, looking at the big formation in front of him, his expression fluctuating, Tong Kong shrank slightly, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes: "This is the sword island fragment. The moment of the old war, The Great Samsara took action and completely destroyed Jiandao, and in the end, only some broken wreckage remained!" "The Jiandao in front of me seems to be one of the wreckage. It's just preserved relatively well, and there are many treasures in it, but now everything is It's all mine..." Thinking of this, his breathing became slightly rapid, and a frenzy flashed in his eyes. In the past, Sword Island was one of the supreme holy places, and many immortals were born, and there were many great calamities. Looking at the island in front of him, his figure flashed and he entered the island. As for traps and the like. He doesn't care at all. The cultivation base of the eighth-layer of transcending calamity is almost at the peak of the world. Except for a few existences, no one is in his eyes. Even if there is an ambush, what is it, Pindao alone can tear everything apart. At the moment of entering Jiandao, the gray fog began to disperse, the void trembled wherever it went, and the destruction of Qi suppressed everything, and Jiandao was shaking violently, as if it was about to be completely shattered. Buzz! At the moment of entering Jiandao, the void sounded slightly, and the remaining array patterns on the sword were activated, and the sword energy ripped apart the void and stabbed the old man. Under the old man's waving and beating, the sword energy was constantly shattering, and the remaining array patterns were also completely shattered. It was walking forward again, and the broken formations were activated one after another, launching attacks of different heights. Those powerful attacks were comparable to transcending tribulations, and the weak attacks were only at the level of Jindan. At the beginning, the old man was still a little cautious, but when he got to the back, he started to rampage. Continuously tearing apart the remaining formations, the speed of progress is accelerating, and the enemy is chased and killed along the air perception. Buzz! Just when a remnant formation was shattered~www.NovelMTL.com~ the void was violently roaring, making a crisp sword sound. In the void, the precious light is flashing, and thirty-three precious lights rise up, either as knives, swords, armors, axes, or pillars. Thirty-three treasures exude endless rays of light, as if The bright sun rose in the void. The destructive energy suppresses everything, and many treasures are connected together, and the qi energy of each other is continuously superimposed, and the energy of destruction swept in. The void was directly solidified, and murderous aura locked on the old man. An axe appeared, turned into a stream of light, and killed the old man. ...In the center of Jiandao, Lu Xuanji stood there, the energy in his body was rising, and said, "Ming, please." Ming said, "In the state of unity of human and treasure, your cultivation will be infinite. Ascension, enter the fourth level of transcending calamity. This is also the limit of your cultivation, otherwise your soul and body will not be able to withstand it. In this state, you can maintain a stick of incense at most." "After the event, you will fall into extreme weakness. Think about it!" Lu Xuanji said in a daze: "In life, there is no major disaster except death. There is no big deal!" Ming nodded: "Okay!" Entering Lu Xuanji's body, entering into the unity of human and treasure, the source of the immortal artifact is blessed on the body, and the cultivation base increases layer by layer. Transcend the realm of robbery. Transcends Tribulation on the first floor, Transcends Tribulation on the second floor, Transcends Tribulation on the third floor, all the way up to the fourth floor. After crossing the fourth floor of the tribulation, Lu Xuanji felt that his soul seemed to be torn apart, and his body seemed to be torn apart. If a power that did not belong to him was blessed on his body, he would have to pay a huge price. Motivating the mana, the thirty-three-day treasure flew out, and with the help of Jiandao's formation, it was constantly changing and fluctuating, turning into a supreme formation. Thirty-three days of treasure refining array, all things can be directly refined as treasures.