All My Skills Are Picked Up

"Mr Lo, why don't we stay further away? I feel like Tu Wu is going to torture everyone here! "    

    

"Right, right, right, step back!"    

    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang even felt that it was not safe to be separated by dozens of miles, so they continued to move back a little.    

    

Within the Loulan, the hundreds of clones, Tuntun, began to crush the Devil Cultivator ghost cultivators.    

    

When they opened their mouths, they began to devour in groups. The Devil Cultivator, Demonic Cultivator, and martial cultivator of Forsaken Clan that dared to approach them were all sucked away.    

    

Only the Demonic Cultivator could continue forward without being affected by their devouring power.    

    

There was no way to fight this battle anymore. If they couldn't deal with Tu Wu, Fulong and the others would lose without a doubt.    

    

Not only did the two sides of the battle see this, but even Wei Han, Lei Jian, and the other deacons, who had rushed back, were shaking their heads.    

    

"Fulong and the others are too impulsive. There is no way to deal with Tu Wu. They will definitely lose this battle!"    

    

"Tu Wu's ability is a little unsolvable. I think Lo Tian and the others won't end up well either."    

    

"From the looks of it, the Five Elemental Gold and Illusion Silver might not be able to suppress Swallowing Hollow Shadows Whole. I have to think of another way."    

    

"Do you have any moves?"    

    

... "I'm thinking about it."    

    

The old foxes and deacons were also shaking their heads. The fact that they only dared to watch from the outside and did not dare to go in and fish for benefits was obvious. To them, Tunnless' ability was also extremely troublesome.    

    

Actually, not to mention dealing with Tuntun, they didn't even dare to barge into the camp of the Devil Cultivator spectral Cultivators during this period of time. Even now, no one had seen the Chigui that they wanted to kill.    

    

They could only fish in troubled waters and reap some benefits. If they really wanted to fight the top experts of Devil Cultivator and Demonic Cultivator...    

    

Hehe, just look at what happened to them in Nameless Town. If it wasn't for Lo Tian's arrival, Zhou Yuan would have been suppressed by the full moon night, and they wouldn't even have the chance to come out.    

    

In the northwest region, fighting one on one was still a bit too weak.    

    

Hugging their arms, the deacons looked at Tuntun who was going crazy. They were all considering whether they should go back or not.    

    

From the looks of it, Lo Tian and the others had come for nothing. If the four great Holy Deacons did not come, there was no solution to the northwest!    

    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang found a small slope and laid on it to continue watching. They slowly poked their heads out from behind the slope and leaned against the Thousand Mile Mirror to take a look.    

    

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Fatty, why don't we retreat? I think it's fine even if there are Demonic Cultivators in the northwest. Hehe. Hehe. Hehe."    

    

"What the f * ck? Mr Lo, you're a coward now?"    

    

"Wrong, this is called retreating in order to advance. A roundabout tactic."    

    

" Your reason is too unreliable Why didn't you say you were the winner of the migration? "    

    

"Then what do we do? We can't win! Tunnless, I can't understand this ability, but I'm shocked!"    

    

"Cough cough, my unlucky master. Actually, there's a solution to this ability. "    

    

Suddenly, a skull appeared behind him.    

    

This gave Fatty and Lo Tian a fright. This fellow appeared and disappeared unpredictably.    

    

"What solution?"    

    

Lo Tian hurriedly asked.    

    

The skull replied, "It's very simple. The ability to devour is nothing more than devouring and absorbing. It can decompose things into extremely tiny states, then transform them into strength or food to swallow and absorb. As long as it's given something it can't decompose "    

    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang both turned to look at the skull and said," What thing can't decompose? "    

    

"Are you talking nonsense? There is something in this world that can't be decomposed?"    

    

The skull laughed: "There are many of them. As long as it reaches a sacred object or above, I can guarantee that it won't be able to deconstruct "    

    

"Holy item? Are you bullshitting? Where did we get the sacred object? "    

    

" A holy artifact, it sounds even higher than a spirit artifact. Fatty, do you have a spirit artifact?"    

    

"Nonsense, I don't even have a treasure. A spirit artifact. A spirit weapon means a treasure with a soul, right?"    

    

" That's right! "    

    

"Then I have an egg! "    

    

Fatty Zhang shook his head repeatedly. Lo Tian also felt that what the skull said was not reliable.    

    

But at this moment, the skull took out a large sword from nowhere and placed it in front of Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang.    

    

Lo Tian looked at the sword and frowned. "Why does this sword look a little familiar?"    

    

Fatty Zhang touched the tip of the sword and said, "There is still blood here. A broken sword. It looks like trash. "    

    

Lo Tian suddenly recognized it and said, "Is this sword inserted into my butt?"    

    

The skull nodded and said, "Yes, there is also a little girl, she was also thrown into the ring by you. My unlucky master, did you forget that living things would die if they were thrown into the ring?"    

    

Lo Tian suddenly sounded and clapped his hands, saying, "That's right, then is she dead?"    

    

The skull said, "No. I saved that little girl's life. But I can't protect her for too long. You have to..."    

    

Lo Tian interrupted the skull's chattering and pointed at the Sword Truth." We'll talk about that small Devil Cultivator later. What are you taking out this sword for? Is it not valuable? This is the sword Fulong threw out."    

    

" Yeah, it's because Fulong threw out the sword, that's why it's valuable. If I'm not mistaken, it's a sacred item!"    

    

"Oh, holy item, I thought it was some kind of treasure. Hm? Wait, what did you just say?"    

    

Lo Tian, who suddenly reacted, stared at the skull.    

    

Fatty Zhang pushed Lo Tian away and gently stroked the sword. He touched it and said, "Sacred object, my god, the legendary sacred object. Look at this pattern, this texture, this blood... Uh, I won't look at this blood anymore. Awesome!"    

    

Lo Tian pulled Fatty Zhang over and pressed his hand on the sword. He stared at the skull and said," You must be kidding me. He can casually throw away sacred items? Besides, I don't see any ability. "    

    

The skull said:" Of course not, this is a holy item cursed by a ghost cultivator. Not only does it seal power, using it will also bring disaster to the body. You have to think of a way to remove the curse first. But even so, it still has a characteristic that cannot be broken down. So it should be Fulong's main weapon to deal with Tunnless."    

    

" Uh, so now that it's my turn, Fulong doesn't have it? "    

    

As he spoke, Lo Tian and the others turned to look at Fulong from the Loulan.    

    

Fulong, who was standing on the city wall, looked a little awkward.    

    

"It's hard to say. Maybe he has the ability to summon weapons!"    

    

The skull smiled.    

    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang also started to laugh.    

    

"How is this possible? Even though it's so far away, he can still take the sword away?"    

    

"Impossible, impossible. If the sword is lost, then it's lost. Let him feel awkward. "    

    

The three of them laughed vulgarly.    

    

However, at this moment, Fulong, who was in Loulan, really stretched out his hand. His eyes turned cold.    

    

"Sword, come!"    

    

His voice resounded across the entire world. Lo Tian and the others could hear his thunderous shout.    

    

In an instant, the sword in front of Lo Tian started to tremble crazily, as if it was going to fly out.    

    

Lo Tian held the sword down and shouted, "Fatty, help!"    

    

"Skull, this is my sword, mine! There's still my blood on it. If it's gone, I'll wring your head off. Hurry up and help me! "