Chapter 488: Son of Heaven

Hu Hu Hu!

The pure Yang True Fire burned, and the white-gold flames swept in. The flame runes on it became clearer and clearer, refining the Nascent Soul of the God of Wind.

Chi Chi!

True Monarch Kamikaze's Nascent Soul was burned and screamed.

Lu Xuanji stimulated Chunyang True Fire to continue refining.

True Monarch Kamikaze felt the danger, and immediately activated the magic formula, and immediately raised an immortal divine ring around Nascent Soul to resist the burning of the pure Yang fire.

Chi Chi!

A loud noise came, and the two were canceling.

Lu Xuanji increased the firepower and continued to burn, but the white-gold flame continued, but for a while, it was difficult to achieve a major breakthrough and fell into a stalemate.

"Trouble, some trouble!"

Lu Xuanji frowned slightly.

When a monk reaches the Nascent Soul realm, he will condense the Nascent Soul in his body, and the Nascent Soul is the root.

In Nascent Soul, the higher the realm, the stronger the cultivation base, the greater the amount of immortal energy.

Nascent Soul is difficult to kill because it has the energy of Nascent Soul to protect the body. Before the energy of immortality is exhausted, Nascent Soul is immortal. Therefore, if you want to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator, you must keep putting it into the furnace, burning it with real fire, and wearing away its immortality.

When the immortal energy in the body of the Yuanying cultivator was exhausted, it was the moment when the Yuanying cultivator fell.

And True Monarch Kamikaze is not an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, but a ninth-level cultivation base of Nascent Soul. Standing at the pinnacle of all beings, he is already qualified to arouse the soul of the earth and take a half-step to transform into a god.

How powerful is the energy of the Nascent Soul in his body that destroys the world.

"Fellow Daoist, you should let me go!"

At this moment, True Monarch Kamikaze opened his mouth and said, "You should understand that I am already at the ninth level of Nascent Soul, and my body is full of immortal energy. Even if fellow Daoist urges Chunyang True Fire to refine it, it will take at least three days. , in order to exhaust the immortal energy in my body and refine me to kill!"

"But my friend has already arrived halfway, an hour at most."

"Fellow Daoist, I just recognized the wrong person. I mistakenly thought I was a cultivator of the demon race. I never wanted to attack the wrong person. I am willing to apologize to the fellow daoist. Now that the demon race is huge, the situation of my human race is in crisis. How can there be infighting!"

"Fellow……"

True Monarch Kamikaze opened his mouth and said, his words were both soft and hard.

Soft with hard.

Lu Xuanji frowned slightly, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

As for admitting the wrong person, ghosts don't believe it.

Opened it, and was about to investigate, but found that it was blurry.

In many areas, Baidu Maps cannot be explored.

It would take at least three days to refine the Nascent Soul to kill True Monarch Kamikaze.

In such a long time, there must be someone strong in the race to persuade him.

At that time, if he was forced to let people go, he would leave strong enemies for himself in the future, and would bring enemies to the Lu family. As for ignoring the grudges with a smile, it was impossible.

But if he is tough, he will give people ignorant praise and look like he doesn't have a big picture, and he will be isolated among the human race.

No matter how you choose, it is a disaster.

"Fellow Daoist, you're smart. It's a pity it's useless!" Lu Xuanji directly took back the Chunyang True Fire and sneered, "Do you think, fellow Daoist, that I can't refine and kill you? Three or three-day visions, suppress!"

At this moment, Lu Xuanji's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, and a vision appeared in the void.

Thirty-three layers of the world, one layer on top of another, like an attic.

In each layer of the world, there is a **** to suppress, and the appearance of the **** is similar to himself.

Every floor has evolved into a catastrophe, turned into a terrifying wave, and suppressed it.

"What's this?"

"impossible!"

"Forgive me!"

"no no!"

The struggle continues, the mourning continues, but nothing can change anything.

Along with the violent noise, the thirty-three-day vision was suppressed, and with just one blow, the Nascent Soul of True Monarch Kamikaze became sluggish, and three layers of immortal aura were wiped out.

Gu Shen

Boom boom boom!

The thirty-three-day vision was stimulated, and it was suppressed round by round.

Because activating the vision consumes too much, after each activating the vision attack, you have to rest for a while to return to the peak moment.

But even so, it was just four consecutive rounds of bombardment.

The Nascent Soul of True Monarch Kamikaze just let out a scream, and then the aura of immortality was completely wiped out, heading towards extinction.

Dust to dust, dust to dust, everything dissipated.

"From now on, our grievance ends!"

Lu Xuanji said calmly.

The footsteps flickered, leaving here.

……

After just leaving for a moment, a stalwart man appeared in the void.

His body is tall and straight, he looks quite burly and sturdy, his palms are like palm fans, and his breath is thick and powerful, like a mountain.

Eyes like copper bells, slightly dark skin, stepping on the ground, making a slight vibration sound.

If there is a cultivator here, he will definitely be able to identify his identity.

It is Houtu Tianzun, one of the five great gods of Chu, and one of the old-fashioned gods.

In this secret realm, after the war, the powerhouses of God Transformation have been unable to enter it.

Entering the secret realm at this moment, it happens to be a clone of Houtu Tianzun.

This avatar, the cultivation base is only the cultivation base of the ninth floor of Nascent Soul, which meets the requirements of the secret realm.

This avatar is only a few layers of the Nascent Soul, relying on the battle experience of the gods, and the blessing of the gods, it is almost invincible under the gods. Of course, such invincibility is meaningless in many moments, and more of it is bullying the small.

"My son is dead, who is it?" A trace of killing intent flashed in the eyes of Tianzun Houtu, "My son died very thoroughly, not even a remnant of the soul is left, and it is impossible to even turn the robbery! Who, it's only less than half an hour... I'm too late to rescue me!"

Killing intent is boiling, as if to annihilate everything.

His son has many shortcomings, he is greedy and short-sighted~www.wuxiaspot.com~arrogant and ignorant.

However, no matter how many faults there are, he is still his own son.

The blood connection that breaks the bones and the tendons can never be broken.

But now, the son has been killed, and it is impossible to even turn the robbery.

Theoretically, when a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul realm, as long as there is a trace of a remnant of the soul, he can go away.

But all premise is that there is a trace of remnant.

But the murderer was so ruthless that even a trace of the remnant of the soul did not exist.

How to turn robbery.

"Feng'er..." Tianzun Houtu flickered, collecting the breath here.

Most of the atmosphere of war here has been erased.

But all of this, in the eyes of a spirit transformation, seems very clumsy.

"There is the breath of pure sun and fire here!"

"There is a powerful divine will here!"

"There are also some auras of Rank Five Spirit Treasures!"

Houtu Tianzun walked in a circle, constantly restraining his breath, and making careful calculations.

It was quickly determined who the murderer was.

"True Monarch Xuanji, Lu Xuanji..." Tianzun Houtu said, "It's just that they have no grievances or enmity, why did he kill my son. Besides, True Monarch Xuanji is only the sixth floor of Nascent Soul, and Feng'er is the ninth floor of Nascent Soul. There is a huge gap between them, how can he kill them with frozen water!"

I was puzzled in my heart, but I set a goal.

Only at this moment, Tianzun Houtu still has doubts.

Suspect that some people are leading the way.

Suspecting that some people put the blame on others and let Lu Xuanji take the blame, one or two needs to be carefully determined.

The figure flickered, and the thick earth Tianzun disappeared.