The Strongest Devouring Upgrade

"After the system's self-check was completed, 36% of the bloodline bar No. 1 was damaged, and the bloodline of the equipment was lost. Now it is self-recovering..."

"Damn! No, it's broken again?"

Hearing the self-inspection report of the system's voice, Lu Ping's heart was as if blood was dripping.

With the lessons learned from the last time the function of the "additional organs" was damaged, Lu Pingan knows that the phagocytic system is slow to recover, and if the bloodline bar, the main component of the system, is damaged, it must be restored to the year of the monkey?

Hateful, too hateful!

Thinking of this, Lu Ping's slashed towards Situ Jing's right foot.

puff!

"Ah!"

The electric current attached to the blade of the wind and thunder sword spread all over the body, and the Situ Realm was painful and unbearable.

"You... why are you still alive?!"

Seeing Lu Ping'an, whose skin slowly changed from blue to normal when he woke up, Situ Jing could hardly believe his eyes.

The secretly poisonous "Dead Silkworm Gu" is his masterpiece so far. It can be said that it is the nemesis of cultivators below the Yuan Wu realm.

"Haha, do you want to know?" Lu Ping'an asked with a sneer, the wind and thunder sword in his hand circulated with frightening power, and he had obviously moved to kill.

"No, no, no! I don't want, I don't want to." Situ Jing immediately reacted, his head shook into a rattle.

Lu Ping'an was able to dissolve the dead soul silkworm gu's corpse poison, naturally relying on the magic secret technique at the bottom of the box.

This kind of magical secret technique is related to the life of his family. Once Lu Pingan tells this secret, he will still live?

"Peace, Uncle Situ is also compelled! You should know that the person who really wants to harm you is the elder."

Situ's cultivation qualifications are mediocre. It has been more than 30 years since he stopped at the Ninth Level of the Martial Dao Realm. Now he has more than half of his life span. He is old and frail.

"I have to have it?" Lu Ping'an raised his voice, the smile on his face became colder, pointing to the footprints on his robe and said, "Did you not think so when you kicked me just now?"

Although he was attacked by corpse poison and his meridians were temporarily paralyzed, his five senses and consciousness quickly recovered under the combined action of the two highly anti-toxic blood vessels, "Macaque Ape" and "Green Jade Toad".

After Situ Jing entered the room, Lu Ping'an was clear about everything. Obviously, the former had no regrets about poisoning himself, and he felt very hateful and enjoyable.

"Ping An, this is human nature, listen to me..."

Seeing that Lu Pingan's murderous heart had been determined, he did not let go of his plan at all, Situ Jing's old eyes flashed through, and when he was speaking, his hand quickly stretched out to his back.

It's a pity that his movements couldn't escape Lu Ping'an's eyes, and in an instant, his right arm was cut off by the opponent with sword energy.

"How? Do you want to escape with an instrument?"

Lu Ping's eyes were quick and quick, and while cutting off Situ Jing's right arm, the tip of the sword was flexibly turned upside down, firmly nailing the storage bag on the latter's waist to the ground.

As a family refiner, even Lu Songyin didn't know what magic weapon Situ Jing had.

Naturally, Lu Ping'an would not take it lightly and give him a chance to resist and escape.

"You! How dare you..." Seeing the treasure storage bag punctured by Lu Ping'an, the fear on Situ Jing's face gradually turned into anger and despair.

You know, this bag contains the fruits of his life's hard work, and now the bag body is damaged, and all the contents inside have been lost to the dimensional space and cannot be retrieved.

Even if he survives today, he will lose all his capital as a craftsman, and will inevitably be dismissed by the Lu family. The evening scene will be bleak.

"Lu Pingan! Lao Tzu fights with you!"

The sudden rise of anger in his heart concealed his previous fears, Situ Jing roared, mobilizing the aura of Qihai, and slapped Lu Ping'an with a Yanyan Gua palm.

"Oh, the vultures tricks." Lu Ping'an scorned his lips, activated the Golden Light Curse to counteract the power of Yanyan Gua Palm, and said coldly, "Die."

When the voice fell, I saw that the wind thunder sword that had been nailed into the ground was pulled by the air machine, and the blade turned to aim, like a guillotine, and fell straight to the neck of Situ Realm.

There was only one left arm in Situ Realm's limbs, and he was inconvenient to move, and he did his best to maintain the attack of Yanyan Gua Zhang, completely unaware of the falling wind thunder sword.

puff! squeak!

The sound of the sword cutting into the flesh and cutting off the neck bone came, and the head of Situ Realm fell to the ground, and when he died, his face still had a surprised expression.

Although he possesses the nine levels of martial arts realm and can perform five-element spells, his advantages have not been exerted at all in the case of purely using force.

From the beginning, the balance of victory was on Lu Pingan's side.

"Huh!" After the murder, Lu Pingan stayed in place for a long time before exhaling a long breath.

"Oh, this is not good."

In fact, Lu Pingan was also in a state of furious anger just now. He didn't consider the consequences when he started his hands. He couldn't help but feel a little headache at the moment.

Situ Jing has worked in the Lu family for more than 50 years. He is a part-timer, and his position is detached from other guests. Killing him is not a joke.

Although Lu Ping's action was justified, he was empty-mouthed. After all, with his current cultivation base, it was impossible to resist the poisonousness of the Necromantic Silkworm Gu, and no one would believe it.

Moreover, he could not reveal the secret of the devouring system to outsiders.

"What to do? Buried in the yard? No, no."

Lu Ping'an shook his head abruptly, dispelling the idea, and said that this would be more money-free here.

After thinking about it, Lu Ping'an finally came to the conclusion that at the moment he can only transport the body of Situ Jing to the outside of the house and throw it away. There is no other way.

Although theoretically speaking, it is safer to destroy directly on the spot, but Lu Pingan does not use fire spells. The only roll of teleporting scrolls was used last time, and the smell of fire is easy. Aroused suspicion.

Time is pressing and cannot be delayed.

Lu Pingan immediately cleaned up the blood on the scene, wrapped the corpse of Situ Jing with a roll of straw mat, and threw it onto the two-wheeled cart used by Uncle Bai to transport firewood.

In order to cover up the blood, he deliberately slaughtered two chickens and placed them next to the corpses.

After finishing these preparations, Lu Ping'an kept on setting off immediately, pushing the two-wheeled cart, and hurried towards the direction of the mansion gate.

Lu Pingan has lived in the Lu Mansion for more than ten years, and he is too familiar with all the plants and trees in the clan. He chose a small alley of sheep intestines commonly used by people in the mansion, and walked in a low key.

Along the way, he saw a lot of familiar faces, including those who buy ingredients, some who take out garbage, and the water-carrying workers of the refining workshop.

Although there is a huge boulder hanging in his mind, he still pretends to be calm, and occasionally greets those who pass by.

In this way, after turning a corner, the gate of Lu Mansion finally appeared in Lu Ping's vision.

"Huh! It's so dangerous, so dangerous." Lu Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead, and muttered with joy in his heart.

As long as you leave the house, everything will be easy.

With no one else around, Lu Ping'an hurriedly accelerated his pace, preparing to walk the last part of the journey quickly.

However, he had just walked a few steps away, and a dark sneer sounded from behind.

"Hehe, Ping An, where are you going?"

Hearing these words, Lu Ping'an stopped abruptly, his mind buzzed, and his whole body froze in place.

It turned out that it was not someone else who spoke behind Lu Ping'an, but Lu Tianwang, who regarded him as a thorn in his eye!