Chapter 8: Hell Flying Fire
The flying spirit kept roaring in hell.
Lu Yuan had a sudden inspiration and immediately chanted the "Yellow Spring Mantra".
Hurry!
I saw layers of surging waves of yellow sand rolling out within a mile of radius.
I saw a square and round ancient yellow bronze mirror suddenly emerged in the surging waves.
A sharp mirror light spewed out from the bronze mirror, and the mirror light quickly turned into a big vortex, and a... Minotaur jumped out of the vortex!
The Minotaur is nine feet tall, carrying a soul-catching lock on his shoulders, holding a mourning stick in his hand, and jumping back and forth in front of Lu Yuan like a great dancer.
"Hey! Young man, are you the 999th master of this Huangquan Mirror?" The Minotaur pointed his steel-like horns, stared at a pair of flaming bull eyes, and shouted at Lu Yuan.
"The 9999th Master? Where did the owner before this mirror go?"
The Minotaur kept scratching his scalp, as if he was a little regretful.
"Those people were all hindered to death... I can only say that this yellow spring mirror is indeed not auspicious!"
Lu Yuan: "..."
The Minotaur said in a muffled voice: "Look at your little brother, you are also a stick. I guess you must have been fooled by the liar Ao Wuchang! Then I will explain to you the rules of using the Yellow Spring Curse. The Yellow Spring Curse can summon the Yellow Spring Mirror, and then use this mirror to communicate with the spiritual world! Your cultivation level is relatively low now, so you can only recruit a bullhead messenger like me in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. After your cultivation level improves in the future, you can recruit a horse face or even a judge in the spiritual world to help fight."
Lu Yuan said: "I don't need a judge now, I just need you to help me suppress the raging flying spirits!"
"Okay, given your sincere attitude, Master Niu will help you suppress Feijing... You are optimistic!"
The Minotaur sneezes, stretches out his hairy giant hand like a palm fan, and straight away lifts the flying spirit out and throws it at Lu Yuan's feet.
It's strange, don't look at this flying spirit's arrogant and arrogant...
But one thing must be defeated by one thing. This flying spirit is like a little chicken under the hands of the Minotaur, and can only surrender obediently.
The Minotaur picked the teeth and said slowly to Lu Yuan: "Boy, I haven't finished it just now. Mr. Niu's appearance fee is quite expensive. If you recruit me, I will help you save money, but the price you have to pay is ten years of life. If you recruit me once, you will reduce your life by ten years! Next time you recruit me to fight, you have to think about it carefully...
The cow's head jumped into the mirror of the underworld, and the mirror became dim again.
Lu Yuan was in a mess in the wind.
He just recruited him casually once... and he lost ten years of life?
No wonder the 9,999 masters were all dead before. This is a big pit!
Lu Yuan shook his head and sighed, then picked up the flying spirit and pointed it at the sign and brushed it...
Beep~~
Accompanied by a crisp sound...
Lu Yuan felt that his life span suddenly soared, and he kept making up for the ten-year life span that had been consumed by summoning the bullheads before, and even made more money for decades...
Life span is not lost.
It’s a pity that the golden mace was destroyed by the flying spirit.
While Lu Yuan was sighing, a huge magic power spewed out of the sign, condensed on his bones, making his flesh and blood as powerful as steel and iron.
Buzz!
There was a sudden extra bite in Lu Yuan's palm... a pig-killing knife!
The blade of this pig-killing sword is three feet long, and the handle is a hideous ghost with the blade on the blade.
It seems to be an inconspicuous pig-killing knife, but it is full of evil spirits. The knife licks the blood of countless demons...
This pig-killing knife is actually a powerful magic weapon with a powerful lethality, which is even more powerful than the gold-equipped mace...
Losing the golden mace, but getting the pig-killing knife, losing it to the east, and winning it to the mud?
Lu Yuan left the torture room and headed towards the dormitory.
Suddenly, he stopped and a trace of disbelief flowed out of his eyes.
In front of him, there was a huge yellow-skinned sperm as big as a cow.
Yellow skin essence - commonly known as weasel.
This kind of weasel is everywhere in the countryside, but it is indeed rare to see weasels the size of a calf.
There is something on the top of the yellow-skinned fairy's head... The thing looks like a watermelon from a distance, but it looks like a skull from a close distance...
The yellow-skinned figurine slowly faced Lu Yuan, and said: "What's the name of that little executioner? I heard that several brothers in our Xuanyuan Tomb, Meihu, Chicao, and Cunning Rabbit... all died tragically by your subordinates. Today, I, Huang San, want to avenge the dead brothers and sisters."
The yellow skin let out a creepy long roar, and its body turned into a whirlwind-like yellow shadow. Its claws were like hooks, and it rushed towards the Landing Far like lightning.
Sharp.
The weasel's iron hook-like claws cut Lu Yuan's clothes and made a shocking blood groove on his chest.
Fortunately, Lu Yuan is now a man with iron and iron bones, so if someone else is going to be able to break his stomach.
"Fuck his sister, why is this kid's skin harder than the city wall?"
Huangpi scratched Lu Yuan even more and more crazily.
Lu Yuan was not willing to be outdone and fought with Huang Pizi continuously while swaying his fist.
Puchi!
One man and one weasel burst into fierce sparks in the air...
"I don't show my power when I get a yellow skin that has been killed by a thousand swords. Do you think I am a loach?"
Lu Yuan wiped the blood from his chest and smeared the blood on the pig-killing knife.
If this knife does not touch blood, it will be gone. Once it touches blood, the sword will shine immediately, and it will shine brightly and become powerful...
At that moment, Lu Yuan flew around behind his head, holding the pig-killing knife in both hands, and had an invincible aura that looked down on the world and looked down on the heroes...
Rumble!
The pig-killing knife kept shaking up and down, making a dull roar of dragons and tigers.
"Yellow skin, I will let you know my power, the great dragon, the Boruopolomi... I'll chop!"
Lu Yuan held the knife with both palms, roared angrily, and swung it at Huangpizi.
Buzz!
A hundred steps of sword light burst out from the blade, transforming into a layered sword mountain, slashing towards the weasel's top door!
"I'm fucking your sister, this horse is a human..."
Huangpi was both jealous and rolled on the spot in a mess.
Its escape was very fast...
But under the light of Lu Yuan's pig-killing sword, Huang Pizi had no chance to escape.
Crack!
The weasel's ears were neatly cut off by a pig's knife.
Lu Yuan continued to chase and chop with a knife.
"I'll poke!"
There was a thud in the earlobe.
The bitter pig-killing knife stabbed into the weasel's chrysanthemum...
Fucking ~ explode...
The weasel howled in despair...
"You fuck your sister, why are you so fierce? The average human race does not have such power. Could it be..."
An incredible look of horror appeared on the weasel's face...
"If you dare to fuck my sister, I will beat you up! I will cut my sword and cut my sword..."
Chapter completed!