In front of the terrifying magic weapon, is it necessary for physical and sword cultivators to exist?
It seems that in Chinese mythology, magic weapons have always played a very important role.
I am not as good as you in Taoism, my skills are not as good as yours, my Taoist skills are not as strong as yours, and you have more people than me.
But my magic weapon is better than yours.
The Fallen Bell, the Seven Arrows Book with Nailed Heads, the Heaven-Flipping Seal, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation.
These are interpreted vividly.
Among wealth, friends, and land, wealth has always been ranked first and cannot be shaken.
The power of the Mountain-Suppressing Seal is simply terrifying.
Of course, the consumption of nearly 500 spiritual power per second is definitely not something that these fish monsters with
more than ten years of Taoism can handle. This kind of inferior magic weapon should be in the hands of those great monks with profound Taoism for hundreds or thousands of years to exert its full power.
In the hands of the fish monster, it can only be a one-hit superman at most.
But there is no way, who made Lu Yan rich and powerful, and the unlimited supply of Huilingdan.
Resources are the essence of Eastern mythology.
After thinking for a while, Lu Yan decided, should he take another look?
It seems that in mythology, the magic weapons of the body cultivators and the immortal swords of the sword cultivators are also powerful.
Moreover, there is the technology of the main world.
Do you want to let Mrs. Piltover do some research in the direction of the Wanli Mecha Demon God and the Nuclear Explosion Sword Immortal?
It's very interesting!
Lu Yan's eyes lit up and he kept this plan in mind.
After Mrs. Piltover finishes the battleship design, she will work hard in this direction.
Maybe it will really work?
Soon, Lu Yan finalized the workload of the Piltover family for the next fifty years.
Anyway, they have started to cultivate immortals, live long, and don't go out to fight, so they won't die.
Feng Yuxiu looked at Lu Yan with gritted teeth.
This guy has been thinking with his head down from the beginning. Now he knocks his palms and his eyes light up. It's obvious that he has thought of some way to torture him.
This guy has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger from the beginning!
Who would have thought that it was just a second-level race, but it actually had such a strong combat power.
Now, it's all over!
Five level 3 centaurs, 20,000 level 4 centaur raiders, 10,000 level 5 half-orc wolf riders, and 10,000 level 6 troll warriors were almost killed or wounded.
Only 5,000 level 7 Kodo giants were left.
The average height of these terrifying monsters was five meters, and their bodies were covered with strong fighting spirit.
They gathered together and held on to the Mountain Seal tightly, not letting this terrifying magic weapon turn them into giants.
In just two days,
the fifty Mountain Seals were like pile drivers.
They kept falling down, smashing the little bitch of the earth into pieces.
The Kodo giants could no longer hold on.
Their arms were knotted with muscles, and their veins were blue, as if they were about to burst, and their blood vessels were about to burst through the skin. They
were surrounded by deep blue fighting spirit.
Gradually, as the fish monsters continued to swallow the elixir, the Mountain Seal still suppressed these giants with terrifying power.
But the fighting spirit of the giants was slowly consumed.
Gradually, some giants suddenly had their blood vessels burst and fell to their knees.
It was like a chain reaction, more and more giants began to kneel down and gasp, taking the opportunity to relieve the terrible pressure.
As a result, the pressure on the giants who were still supporting the mountain seal suddenly increased several times.
Then, fifty mountain seals fell down.
The blood-colored dust was overwhelming.
Feng Yuxiu looked at all this with dull eyes, and murmured with a crying voice, "It's over, it's all over, the giants are down..."
All his main fighting races are gone!
At this moment, Feng Yuxiu suddenly became furious and stared at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan smiled and blinked his eyes,
as if I didn't mean it, how could you be so weak, oh, you actually won like this, it's so boring, it's too miserable, the main fighting races are all wiped out, how can you continue to hang around in the lower space of the plane battlefield.
Although Lu Yan just stood there with a smile, saying nothing and doing nothing.
But in Feng Yuxiu's eyes, Lu Yan's look must have meant this.
This guy must be mocking him in his heart!
Suddenly, Feng Yuxiu felt a little wronged.
This guy is so strong, but he is too low-key!
Why does such a strong race go to occupy those energyless plane fragments?
Let everyone think he is weak.
A strong man like him should immediately find the strongest to fight as soon as he comes to the lower space of the plane battlefield, and then let them all know how strong this young and excessive guy is.
If he didn't think he was weak, Feng Yuxiu would not send out all the main fighting races.
According to past practice, this kind of competition would send out at most one-tenth of the main fighting races, and then rest for the next few decades, and take care of the newly acquired plane fragments.
How could there be a fool who sent out all the main fighting races for a plane fragment.
Oh, he is this fool, then it's okay.
Feng Yuxiu looked at Lu Yan tightly, then turned and left.
He also left more than 2,000 main fighting races in several occupied plane fragments, but in the next few hundred years, he was completely useless.
Lu Yan looked at Feng Yuxiu's leaving figure with a puzzled look on his face.
He just wanted to imitate the masters he had seen before, and he defeated his opponent, smiled slightly, and showed his master's demeanor.
Why did that guy grit his teeth, flicker his eyes, and just walked away after he smiled?
What the hell?
If Lu Yan knew what Feng Yuxiu was thinking, he would definitely sigh in his heart that mentally retarded children are more joyful.
Then he turned around and smiled to check his gains.
There are so many religious races, and they are all mid-level races.
There must be a lot of battle rewards!
Don't worry about incense and spirit stones, anyway, he has plenty of these things. What
really concerns him is the extra reward!
Alchemy Notes, Instrument Refining Notes, Talisman Making Notes, Beast Taming Experience, Array Experience, and Heavenly Work Experience.
Six notes, all collected.
He threw this thing directly into the corner and would look at it after he was done.
What really concerned him was what rewards would appear later.
Finally, the items that appeared next were no longer related to the six buildings.
Instead, they were new types.
Kunwu Fairy Peach Tree, Gold Essence Vein, Wood Witch Clan Dirty Blood, Gold Witch Clan Dirty Blood, and Water Witch Clan Dirty Blood.
Lu Yan's eyes lit up, if he guessed correctly.
The following were the dirty blood of the twelve witch clans, corresponding to the twelve ancestor witches in mythology.
Unfortunately, the fragments that appeared later were at least more than eight hundred.
It would be better if the reward was not the dirty blood of the ordinary witch clan, but the dirty blood of the twelve ancestor witches, or even if it was replaced with the essence blood of the ordinary witch clan.
At this time, Renner, who stayed in the God's Domain, brought good news.
Lu Yan's eyes lit up.
Finally, we can improve the monks' cultivation on a large scale!