In the boundless chaos, a stream of light quickly passed by, like a sharp sword, cutting a gap, which had not been closed for a long time.

Suddenly, the flowing light stopped suddenly and a figure appeared.

This figure is nothing but a black throat.

Black throat's eyes suddenly opened, and the Yin Demon's true pupils fought against him. Two lights burst out, breaking through the chaos and crossing the land of thousands of miles. After searching, there was no other discovery. Black throat frowned and snorted coldly, "It's a good thing that man is respected as the ancestor of the side! In fact, he only had a little courage. I deliberately slowed down the escape light and showed signs of injury. He didn't dare to come.

Humph, such people are destined to be stuck at the level of the first-line Daluo all their lives. If you want to go further, there is no way to go!"

It turned out that after Wuhu learned that there were several ancestors of the first-line Daluo in Lingkong Immortal Realm, especially one in the West Heaven who would come to chase him, he immediately had the idea of ​​killing this first-line Daluo master in his heart. For him, the first-line Daluo master in Lingkong Immortal Realm is dead, so he will become the well-deserved number one person in Lingkong Immortal Realm. At that time, everything in Lingkong Immortal Realm will be allowed to be obtained and it will be a matter of time sooner or later.

However, unexpectedly, the idea was quite good, but the opponent was too brave to chase him. This couldn't help but annoy Wuhu Dawei. You know, in order to let the ancestor of the Western Heaven Immortal Realm come to chase him, he was really serious and a little injured. Originally, he didn't have to bear this injury, but he acted in order to have greater results. Unfortunately, now, he is destined to suffer the pain he suffered in vain.

"Forget it, that coward's life will be resided on him for the time being! Now, I will find the monk who killed me to distract me from being serious. When I can attain enlightenment of the Daluo Golden Immortal, no one can escape my palm!"

As he murmured himself, Wuhu took action again, using his palm as a knife, and with a stroke of the void, silently, a crack appeared in the chaos. At the end of the crack, you can clearly see the blue sky and the green grassland!

After taking a step, Wuhu walked to the grassland. Qi Luzi pinched his fingers a few times and confirmed his place, the Northern Heaven Immortal Realm.

The black throat means time. Let go of the spiritual thoughts and sense the four directions remotely. In just a moment, the area is hundreds of thousands of miles long, and you can understand it clearly.

This is just a paradise for monsters, not even a great monster who has achieved immortality. At the moment, Wuhu decided to set up an altar here to reverse the power of cause and effect to find the monk who killed his own distraction.

The black-throated void took a step forward, and when it was, the void twisted and then disappeared. When it reappeared, it had already reached a valley.

This valley is the best place for spiritual energy among the land of hundreds of thousands of miles. The monsters here are also the most powerful. However, compared with the black throat, it is one in the sky and one underground.

When Wuhu arrived at the valley, his breath slightly relaxed, and in the valley, all the monsters came spontaneously to his side, surrounding him, bowed down, trembling and trembling, as if facing the judgment of life and death. No monster dared to escape exception.

Wuhu ignored this and was on the earth, depicting formations and setting up the altar.

Because black throat rarely does this kind of thing, the materials are not very complete. However, when you reach the level of black throat, you have the ability to turn decay into magic. You can use materials locally and extract minerals and spiritual woods from the mountains. In less than an hour, a seemingly formal altar can be fully laid out.

At this time, Black Throat's body shook, and the aura that radiated from its body changed. In an instant, the monsters who had been lying on the ground and trembling as if they were going crazy, rushed towards Black Throat's place.

"Bang--"

With a loud bang, a nine-colored spiritual deer that rushed to the front of Wuhu and approached Wuhu ten feet, as if it had hit a sword mountain and a sea of ​​swords. In an instant, its body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist, and its soul rose. Since the light had just shone a little, it had disintegrated and disintegrated.

In this lesson, Wuhu stretched out his palm and captured the void. A little spiritual light flew out from the nine-colored spiritual deer soul that exploded, and fell into Wuhu's hand.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of spirit beasts rushed to "bang, bang, bang,..." In an instant, dozens of spirit beasts also exploded. Then, dozens of spiritual lights flew out from their explosions and hit you and fell into the hands of Wuhu.

In just a moment, tens of thousands of spirit beasts died tragically in the valley. Blood mist was everywhere in the void, and the strong smell of blood made the original fresh air in the valley disappear.

Wuhu didn't care about this at all. What he cared about was the light spots in his palm.

These light spots, supported by dozens of black-throated magic tricks, condensed together and turned into a thin thread like hair, about ten feet long.

"These spirit beasts are not as good as human cultivators. There are so many of them, but they only condense into such a little causal divine line! It's so bad that they are overshadowed by rising stars like the human race and become the priest of all things. It's really worth it!

But for me, it's enough!"

With a muttering voice, Wuhu took the causal thread and placed it on the altar. Then, Wuhu sat cross-legged in front of the altar, moved his hands together, pinched the mantra, and recited a mantra in his mouth, which was extremely obscure and difficult to understand, and it sounded very difficult to pronounce.

What Wuhu uses is a secret method of cause and effect that he accidentally obtained during his travels. It can reverse cause and effect, and trace the cause from the result, and has endless wonderful uses.

This time, it was the second time that Black Throat was used, so it was quite familiar. Soon, the Black Throat secret technique was activated. When that was the time, the causal divine line placed on the altar moved up at one end and pierced straight towards Black Throat, piercing into his eyebrows.

In the other section, it swam like a dragon and a snake, and then directly penetrated the void and explored in a certain direction.

However, the end of the causal divine thread pierced into the void did not constantly cross time and space and rush towards a certain place as it thought. Instead, it was like a headless fly, constantly swaying in the chaotic world without a single target.

So, after about half a quarter of an hour, suddenly, the swaying section of the causal divine line finally settled down. Just when Wuhu was ecstatic and thought the result was about to appear, he found that the fixed end was directly retracted. Correspondingly, through his eyebrows, one end that pierced into his soul, also retracted back and restored its original length.

This restored the true form of cause and effect, and returned to the altar, as if he had been here forever and had never moved.

At this moment, there was no doubt or anger on the face of Wuhu's face. Some of them were just smiling bitterly, "I am so unlucky? Even the monk who killed me and was distracted will die? Could it be that I am destined to have no fate with the Supreme Yin God in this life, and I am destined to be unable to surpass Sakyamuni and take revenge!"

At this moment, Wuhu's heart was truly depressed. He even had the idea of ​​giving up, but in the end, his strong will finally withstand this wave of blows. "No, I still have a chance. The Lingkong Immortal Realm is not as good as before. I still have the ability to take it under control. At that time, the search for the Supreme Yin God Law will be much more convenient.

Therefore, my top priority now is to improve my strength to a stronger extent, so that I can deal with the masters of the Lingkong Immortal World!”

Thinking of this, Wuhu was the time, and waved his hand to destroy the altar, and then his body flashed and disappeared. When it reappeared, Wuhu had already reached a deserted Gobi Desert. At his feet, the stalked land was like flowing water, swaying and rippling, silently, Wuhu sank into the earth.

This Gobi Desert is a famous Jedi in the Northern Heavenly Immortal Realm. Although it is not as if no grass is left, the vitality of heaven and earth is almost dry. Therefore, except for a few monks who use the unique environment here to hone their combat power, there are no monks.

Wuhu's retreat refining method this time is different from that of ordinary monks. The cultivation of ordinary monks is essential for heaven and earth. However, his retreat refining method mainly uses his luck to go further on the road to the Daluo Golden Immortal. There is no need for heaven and earth's vitality. It is precisely because of this that he chose the place where he was retreating.

Of course, the hiddenness here is still the most important point!

After a temporary secret room was opened underground, Wuhu, the time, started practicing without any delay. The fundamental luck of the Western Heaven Immortal Realm stored in his body was like a trickle of water, slowly flowing out and scattering around his soul.

At the same time, Wuhu's hands also produced magic tricks, sprinkling divine lights, blessing them on his body, so that those luck could be transformed into his own strength in an instant.
Chapter completed!