Chapter 963: Was called

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　　 Farewell to Xin Lao, Zhou Shu sent back to Heyin.
　　
　　 He also planned to retreat for a period of time, to feel the changes in his body, so as to better carry out the next step of cultivation.
　　
　　 The body wash of the origin of heaven and earth, the divine consciousness has fully changed the body, and the calculation and deduction have to be performed again, just like the computer has to restart after the data parameter changes.
　　
　　 The pedestrians on the road saw Zhou Shu with an expression of awe.
　　
　　 Someone used to come up to say hello, but now there are none. Perhaps they know that Zhou Shu, who has survived the catastrophe, and them are no longer equal-level cultivators.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu shook his head. He didn't care. Others had changed, but he himself hadn't changed. He also knew very well that the catastrophe did not come for him. The true combined catastrophe was still very early.
　　
　　 But he hasn't walked far, there is a warmth in his chest, something is about to move.
　　
　　 His expression was slightly startled, and he quickly took out Wushuang Ling and injected a trace of his spirit.
　　
　　 The warmth is a signal from Wushuang City, but he has never felt it before. Wushuang City is looking for him?
　　
　　 just entered Wushuang City, and was taken into a quiet room.
　　
　　 Wushuang City Lord, Xuanhu, Qingque, the three of them looked at him with a little serious expression.
　　
　　 "You have attracted the tribulation again, and have you passed safely?"
　　
　　 City Lord spoke first, and the huge shadows spread out, covering most of the room.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu nodded slightly, and there were some surprises, "Yes, a few seniors learned so quickly, and the news about Wushuang City is so well-informed."
　　
　　 I am afraid that it will be less than ten hours before he crosses the robbery, Wushuang City can know it, and it really surprised him.
　　
Qingque nodded, "How can such a thing be unpleasant? Not only we know, but I'm afraid that there are several major sects in Dongshengzhou now that we don't know. And in a few days, Xuanhuang Da 6 will know. . And what follows is that many people will come to you, many many, alas."
　　
"No way?"
　　
　　 Zhou Shu frowned slightly, "Can it really cause such a sensation?"
　　
　　 "So big a sensation?"
　　
Xuan Hu shook his head and said, "It's more than a sensation. You are in the Nascent Soul Realm, and you have encountered the Heavenly Tribulation, or the Threefold Heavenly Tribulation, there are tribulation thunder and tribulation fire, this is nothing, it is rare that you actually passed this This kind of thing, seems to be the second time in the entire Xuanhuang Da6?"
　　
　　 He glanced at the city lord, seeming to inquire.
　　
The city lord nodded, his huge head swaying, "The second time, the last time was more than 5,000 years ago, Kunlun disciple Ye Feng, Yuanying realm suffered a catastrophe, and he successfully sat on the Forgotten Peak in Kunlun to cross the calamity. He has not yet had the fire of the Tribulation. After successfully crossing the Tribulation, he became a disciple of Kunlun Xi. Now he has the eighth level of the Tribulation Realm. He is one of the people with the most advanced cultivation base of Xuanhuang Da 6 and the most likely to step into the immortal world."
　　
　　 "And you are the second one."
　　
　　 The city lord looked at Zhou Shu and shook his head slightly, "We know that you have passed the catastrophe once, but others don't know. Now that you cross the catastrophe in public, trouble will really come."
　　
"Yes……"
　　
Qingque looked at Zhou Shu, with a lot of worries in her eyes, "If you are crossing the catastrophe, find a quiet place with no people. It is best to find a deserted island in the East China Sea. We can help if there is anything we need, and there will be no others. I know, why are you doing this now?"
　　
　　 "The old man always thinks that you are a prudent person. Why do you do such a silly thing and cross the robbery in Lingyu City? You can't figure it out."
　　
　　 Xuanhu glanced at Zhou Shu, his eyes were quite angry. In that anger, he obviously cared more.
　　
　　 Zhou Shu first raised his hand to salute, and then apologized a lot.
　　
　　...The dividing line
　　
　　 It was unwise to fight Deng Lin in the city. He needed to use the Black Soul Gun in a more concealed place, and in the round cedar forest, he set up a streamer array.
　　
　　 Originally wanted to provoke Deng Lin first, but it seemed that there was no need at all. When I saw Xu Mu, Deng Lin already looked like a crazy lion.
　　
　　 Xu Mu ran out a mile, but felt something was wrong.
　　
　　Deng Lin was still standing there, motionless.
　　
　　 "Want to lead Gou Feng to Champa? Hehe, I'm not that stupid." Deng Lin folded his fists in front of his chest and squeezed out an ugly and ironic smile. As a city lord, he was not dazzled by hatred.
　　
　　 Xu Mu shook his head slightly, turned around, and had no choice but to face it hard here.
　　
　　 Entering the battlefield, he ignored Deng Lin's surprise and walked back and forth, leaving many formations on all sides.
　　
Deng Lin looked at it coldly, with a lot of disdain in his eyes, "Who do you think the old man is, this kind of ordinary maze formation is effective for me? Instead of doing such useless things, it is better to hand in your life as soon as possible. Killing my nephew is more than fate, your blood will be absorbed by me, and your soul will be crushed by me!"
　　
　　 Deng Lin stared at Xu Mu with burning eyes, and slowly drew out a bone sword with red light in the darkness.
　　
　　 A strange red and black sword beam shot out from the bone sword, soaring into the sky, piercing the sky.
　　
　　 is also a sword made by Raksha bone, but Deng Lin uses a different one from the inner disciple.
　　
　　 Rakshasa is a kind of demons, and there are many different kinds of Rakshasa. The Rakshasa bone sword used by Deng Lin uses materials from the night Rakshasa, the elite of the Rakshasa. The most famous feature of Yeluosa is drinking blood. The more blood you drink, the stronger.
　　
　　 This Rakshasa Bone Sword drank countless blood, and after repeated refining by Deng Lin, it had become a Tier 3 Supreme Existence.
　　
　　 There are many blood-colored lines on the sword's body, and blood seems to be flowing in it, which is extremely strange.
　　
"You have already condensed your pulse in less than two years. It just so happens that my black blood sword likes to drink the blood of the coagulation state the most. Today it can have a full meal again." Deng Lin's voice was as sharp as a night owl. People can't help but stand upright, shivering.
　　
　　 "Could it be that you are an evil cultivator, you are actually something crooked."
　　
　　 Xu Mu was talking nonsense, while throwing away the formation. When the formation was over, he took out a mirror.
　　
　　 Mu Guang, second-order best.
　　
　　 In the blink of an eye, within a few hundred meters of the previous puzzle, it was already pitch black as ink, and I couldn't see my fingers.
　　
　　 Deng Lin wanted to laugh, and he did laugh, "Dark night, what's the use of night? What do you think it is, do cultivators rely on their eyes to fight? Haha!"
　　
　　The spiritual consciousness of the practitioner of the condensed pulse state can completely replace the sense of sight and hearing.
　　
　　 Blood screen!
　　
　　 The Black Blood Sword drinks too much blood and grows into the best, a special technique formed!
　　
　　 The black blood sword slashed down in the air ~EbookFREE.me~ Splitting the night in half, a blood-red light curtain covering nearly a hundred meters range, overwhelmingly pressed towards Xu Mu.
　　
　　 The sound is like thunder, the noise is endless, the blood curtain is like a thousand-meter waterfall, pouring down with the force of destruction.
　　
　　In the waterfall, there are countless small blood-colored gossamers, like the little ghosts in hell, approaching Xu Mu.
　　
　　 Xu Mu's face was awe-inspiring, and the yellow sand barrier quickly merged into a black river, flowing slowly above his head. In the black river, from time to time, yellow sand leaps up, shaped like clouds, and piles up and piles up.
　　
　　 This river does not seem to be big, but it contains 400,000 yellow sands, so dense!
　　
　　 The blood curtain suddenly hit the yellow sand barrier!
　　
　　 Deng Lin yelled, "Bring it to me!"
　　
　　The blood curtain is like endless, roaring and pouring, and every blow is like a dragon probing its claws, making a huge roar, hitting, hitting again! (To be continued.)