Chapter 753

The fisherman fell on the sea in agony, obviously unable to walk.

Lu Zhengkang tried his best to suck the magic power flowing out of the Taoist golden elixir, which contains the Taoist spirit and the aura of heaven and earth. It's more tame and easy to be attracted by the aura. It's just right for Lu Zhengkang, whose internal power is not born, to control it.

He tasted it subconsciously, inspired his mind, and immediately judged the poor Taoist: "Qi practitioner, needless to say, it's the way of Danfa. The dragon and tiger medicine is incomplete. The dragon has no claws and the tiger has no bones. It's too hot to practice. It seems that he is a casual monk who doesn't know the height of heaven and the thickness of earth. His years of cultivation are short, and his skill in water is like a fish in water on the sea. Well, it's just as well that his magic power hasn't dissipated. It's OK to use the evasion method. "

Strange to say, Lu Zhengkang has countless secrets in his mind. As long as he has a little thought, he can immediately come up with the corresponding method. He thinks it might be golden finger, or his lost past?

I don't understand. I'll leave it for later. He is now using his mind mind Qi machine to knead and refine a mouthful of mana in the sea of gods for three times, stripping the Taoist's own brand of knowing God, and then expelling the miscellaneous aura, leaving only pure water power. His mind is like electricity. Lu Zhengkang completes these steps in a flash, and then draws a water control curse with this mana. In this way, he bared his butt, carried the fisherman on his back, stepped on a small airship, broke the wind and waves, and ran westward.

The fisherman kept on whistling on Lu Zhengkang's back. His ears were probably deaf. Lu Zhengkang couldn't cure the injury for the time being, but it was not difficult to stop the pain. Some of the miscellaneous Qi he had previously separated was used by him to bless Yanling. He recited a toothache mantra in a low voice. The fisherman immediately sighed and then passed out.

After running for three minutes, I finally left the mirage. In an instant, the sky was bright. Looking back, I was covered by thick sea fog, but I couldn't see thousands of palaces and flying sea monsters.

The coast was near, but the magic power that Lu Zhengkang had seized was not enough. The water control curse could not be maintained, and the talisman collapsed. As soon as his feet were empty, he immediately fell into the sea.

The fisherman was awakened by the water. He opened his mouth and asked, "where are you?" Finish saying, oneself first Leng, "I can't hear!"

Lu Zhengkang didn't answer. Anyway, he said it in vain. He swam to the shore with the fisherman in his arms. The fisherman was as demented as he was, and he didn't move. He let Lu Zhengkang hold his chin and head and neck on the water and exhale.

Blood from his ear canal was mixed in the sea.

When Lu Zhengkang came ashore, he glanced back and saw several sharks touring nearby. The fins were exposed on the sea like a periscope.

Fortunately, he got to the beach first, otherwise he would have to fight with the shark. It's not easy to do with a burden.

Lu Zhengkang stares at the shark's fin and caresses his hunger. He carries an oar on his back. The oar is tied like a tennis bag. He waves it twice. It's quite easy for him to use it as a gun.

It's a deserted beach. There are mountains in the West. At the foot of the mountain, there is a deep forest. The vegetation is gloomy. There are birds singing. Lu Zhengkang is looking at the appearance of the forest. He especially noticed that there is a huge ginkgo tree in the forest. Its crown is as thick as green cloud. It is supposed to be a spiritual tree. At this time, a group of small brown wild deer came out of the woods, with thin body, short horns and a pinch of white hair on their forehead. After they ran out of the woods, they ran towards a cliff in the south.

Lu Zhengkang silently raised the oars. Although there was a deer in his name, he was not afraid of eating.

There is still a bit of miscellaneous Qi left in the last breath of mana. Jin Xing and Huo Xing are mutually antagonistic. The oars are made of wood, so it's more appropriate to bless Huo Xing's aura. Lu Zhengkang turned his head and closed his eyes, looked at the sun, prayed and prayed silently, recited the magic scriptures, and refined the fire spirit sacrifice into the southern afternoon horse fire spirit general.

In a flash, the fire aura drips around and turns into a red pill. Then it grows and develops into a small horse faced general suspended in the Shenhai sea, holding a steel fork and stabbing around, burning the wandering Jinxing aura.

As soon as Lu Zhengkang exhaled, the green and red smoke came out and surrounded the oars. The fire spirit would enter the boat, and the coated camphor wood would immediately shine.

The fisherman is still lying on the beach in a daze. He knows that he will become deaf and it will be difficult for him to live the rest of his life.

Lu Zhengkang did not care about him. He started to chase the deer. Within three or two steps, another black pig appeared in the forest. He was shouting loudly and flustered.

What a strong wind suddenly blowing from the forest, Lu Zhengkang smelled a fishy smell, immediately at this moment, save a file.

Archive reading is a way of looking back on time, which gives people countless opportunities. No matter what he wants to do, Lu Zhengkang can achieve whatever is possible.

In short, he is through, since through, but also no worries, you can be a bit more licentious.

It's a yellow haired and red spotted demon tiger that scares the animals in the forest. This kind of intelligent animal can often change. Maybe the ancestors are all gods and beasts. Now the tiger has three tails. It's very fluffy. It's like a squirrel's tail. It's surrounded by the spirit of Geng Jin. It's also full of gray resentment and dark red blood.Although Lu Zhengkang is not able to see the Qi directly with his eyes, he can feel it with his own spiritual sense. There is a manic whirlpool in the middle of the rushing and peaceful vitality of heaven and earth. The demon tiger is in the eye of the wind. Looking at the pitifully small scale of the whirlpool, it is estimated that he is just beginning to see the level of cultivation.

As soon as the demon Tiger Group pours, it presses its front paw on the back of the black boar. The boar screams and falls to the ground. The demon tiger opens its mouth and holds the pig's head in its mouth. Its claws are cut into the belly of the pig. The steel knife like claws will tear the thick, mud coated pig skin. The tiger claws pull out two more times, and the whole colorful pig falls out of the wound hole in the abdominal cavity.

As soon as the wind blows, the complex odor coming from the head-on makes people feel dizzy.

Lu Zhengkang trotted over, clutching the oars. The demon tiger released its prey in its mouth and rushed towards him. Lu Zhengkang was long and broad. However, the demon tiger's physique was even bigger, with a shoulder height of eight feet. Lu Zhengkang and he looked at each other head-on, and the difference between them was very big.

The demon tiger stares at Huang cancan's eyes and pours.

Lu Zhengkang swung his oar obliquely and rammed it on the tiger's left ear. His anger rushed into the ear canal and beat it to the ground. He staggered and stepped back a few steps. His eyes were full of blood.

Lu Zhengkang starts to walk around and walks to the side of the demon tiger.

Not far away, the fisherman saw such a majestic insect, and gave out a shrill howl, like an arrow.