Chapter 275 The Death of Wuxuan
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Liang Xin
Wu Xuan's face changed drastically.
someone? ?
This forbidden place is obviously only known to him, and he fled by detonating his immortal treasure before, so no one should be able to catch up.
What's going on now? ?
Immediately, Wu Xuan turned his head to look.
I saw a figure stepping out between the layers of magic circles.
This figure is dressed in white clothes like snow, has an outstanding temperament, and exudes an elusive and ethereal meaning all over his body.
"Lu Wuchen??"
Wu Xuan's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief.
"Why are you here?"
How did the emperor know this place? ?
Lu Wuchen came out with a smile on his face, and Shi Shiran sat on the jade chair beside him, and said with a smile: "It's really easy for me to find, even if I asked the shadow guard to plant something on you. It took a lot of thought to cast the Shadow Talisman."
He said, beckoning lightly.
Then Wu Xuan saw that on the shadow at his feet, there was indeed a phantom flying out and falling into Lu Wuchen's palm.
He was startled and angry.
He was being followed? ?
Fortunately, he is a dignified top true king with vast spiritual sense, and he should know everything about him like the palm of his hand, but he didn't notice any difference in the shadow? !
Wu Xuan's face was cold, and he looked around vigilantly: "Where is the shadow guard, let him come out."
"Shadow Guard? He's not here."
Lu Wuchen smiled: "You don't have to worry about him showing up."
"What?" Wu Xuan was puzzled, "What do you mean, the shadow guard didn't come? You're the only one?"
"Isn't that enough?" Lu Wuchen asked back.
His attitude made Wu Xuan stunned for a moment, with an unbelievable expression on his face.
"Lu Wuchen, do you take yourself too seriously? Although you are the emperor's son, do you want to fight me alone?"
As Wu Xuan said, the murderous intent in his eyes surged.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
He is seriously injured now, and most of the fairy treasures and hole cards in his hand have been abandoned during the siege of the three of Xuanlao. It is just when various resources are lacking, isn't this emperor sent to the door?
Although the emperor's son's cultivation base is not high, he is the son of the emperor after all, and he must have a rich collection in his hands!
If you kill him...
Then he will recover faster from his injuries!
Thinking of this, the power in Wu Xuan's body began to rise.
Be sure to kill this emperor with one blow!
Lu Wuchen shook his head: "You really have no patience."
"But it's okay, I'm too lazy to talk too much nonsense with you, I let you run away earlier, it's just for now."
Hearing this, Wu Xuan laughed loudly: "Hearing your tone, do you still want to kill me? Lu Wuchen, you seem to have never experienced the strength of a real king! Even if I am seriously injured, I am still a real king!"
"call!"
Accompanied by Wu Xuan's big laugh, the spirit energy in his body burst out suddenly.
A radiant dao force enveloped Wu Xuan's primordial spirit, and under the divine light, Wu Xuan's figure suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a ten-foot-tall giant statue.
Wuxuan's robe fluttered, and his whole body appeared transparent and silvery white, which was a manifestation of Dao power completely attached to his body.
His hair flew wildly, his eyes were silvery white, like a god.
"Lu Wuchen, the reason for the destruction of the Martial God Temple will fall on you, and I will let you die!"
Wu Xuan made a sound.
His voice was like thunder, and he exploded, directly blasting the giant trees of the mountains in this forbidden land into powder.
The power of the true king is undoubtedly displayed at this moment!
In front of Wu Xuan, Lu Wuchen was as insignificant as an ant, but even so, his face was still calm, he looked up at the huge Wu Xuan, and said with a smile: "The true source of the king, although not the emperor, but your original power , but barely able to nourish my heretical ancient god statue."
As he spoke, Lu Wuchen's snow-white robe fluttered.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of pitch-black divine light erupted from his body, and the terrifying black light soared into the sky, intertwining in the void space, carrying the terrifying aura of destroying everything.
"This is?"
Wu Xuan was startled, his scalp felt numb.
At this moment, he would actually feel fear?
Immediately afterwards, the shock on his face turned into horror, his eyes widened, and he stared intently at Lu Wuchen's head.
The source of the eruption of the jet-black divine light actually stood a gigantic figure of black mist.
The figure is completely hidden in the pitch black, only two red lights projected out.
"Demon energy??"
"You, you...you are the demon???"
Wu Xuan was terrified and lost his voice in shock.
This frightening black light is surprisingly full-bodied magic energy!
This emperor, is the evil spirit? ?
Wu Xuan only felt his ears buzzing, as if his brain had been hit hard, and he couldn't react.
"You know now, it's too late." Lu Wuchen said, and slapped his palm forward.
Accompanied by his movements, the divine tome of "Ancient Nervousness" above his head emerged out of thin air, and the pages unfolded, projecting a destructive aura, which suppressed Wu Xuan.
Wu Xuan's complexion changed drastically, and he struck out in fright.
He also smashed it with a big hand, with snow-white strength enveloping Thunder, wanting to resist.
But just the moment of contact, Wu Xuan's face changed again, unbelievable.
"how come?"
"Pfft!"
In the black mist above Lu Wuchen's head, an arm of a god and demon smashed the cloud and slammed it down. This arm was pitch black, purely formed by the condensed power of the rich source.
This palm-mountain screams a tsunami, just like a huge prehistoric mountain, majestic and vast, it is irresistible.
"Crack!"
Wu Xuan's arm was directly grasped by the hand of the god and demon, with five fingers grasping it, it was directly crushed, making an ear-piercing crisp sound.
With a scream, he drew back and wanted to run away, but the energy in his whole body swarmed uncontrollably, and even flowed towards the opponent's body along the arm of the god and demon.
"This... what is this??"
"Are you absorbing my origin??"
Wu Xuan was terrified, his eyes were full of terror.
What kind of terrifying demon is this? ?
I am a majestic true king!
His origin has long been blessed by the Dao, and it is indestructible, but today he can't completely control it? !
"Damn you!"
Wu Xuan screamed, he reacted very quickly, and directly cut off his arm, even if it was so small, it also lost one-third of the origin of the soul.
"impossible!"
Wu Xuan was terrified, and a chill circulated in his body.
In front of him is obviously just an emperor, but the sense of danger to him is not weaker than the previous scene where the three real kings attacked!
This emperor...
so horrible!
"You are actually a demon! Lord Martial God was deceived by you!" Wu Xuan's face turned pale, and he understood everything at this moment.
He no longer has any will to fight in his heart. He is a seriously injured body, and his strength is one in ten. He thought that killing an emperor would be easy, but who knew that this emperor was so terrifying!
Especially the billowing black mist that surged out of Lu Wuchen's body, and the aura projected from it, made Wu Xuan dare not linger.
boom!
Wu Xuan suddenly activated the secret technique, burning the last of his blood essence, which turned into a streamer and galloped away in an instant.
"Do you still want to escape?"
Lu Wuchen's tone was light.
He waited for a long time, for the true king's origin in Wu Xuan's body, how could he let him escape.
Dark shadows filled his body, turning into a pitch-black swamp and spreading out, completely covering the entire world in an instant.
Wu Xuan, who was fleeing over there, only felt his movements stagnate, his whole body was stuck in the quagmire, unable to move.
Followed by.
Lu Wuchen grabbed it with one hand.
The pitch-black arm of the ancient statue of heretics was also grabbed in an instant, and pinched onto Wu Xuan's body.
Wu Xuan's expression changed with fright, and he just begged for mercy.
But at the next moment, the five fingers of the heretic ancient god statue grabbed, accompanied by a shocking roar, the golden blood exploded, and Wu Xuan's primordial spirit was instantly annihilated, and he died tragically on the spot.
And with his death, there is still a group of golden light in place, and the original power flows in it.
"This is the source."
"Although it's just the source of the real king, it's not bad."
Lu Wuchen didn't hesitate, a light flashed on the "Ancient Nerve", directly devouring the true king's origin.
After a few breaths.
The phantom of the Ancient God of Outer Taoism in Lu Wuchen's body became more solid, and the outline of one of the faces could be vaguely seen.
"Ding."
"Absorb the origin and repair the ancient idols of heretics."
"Congratulations to the host for comprehending the divine art - Daluo God Demon Hand."
"Congratulations to the host for refining the original source of the true king and obtaining the incomplete avenue—the Leiyin avenue."
Several reminders sounded in succession, and Lu Wuchen smiled slightly, very satisfied.
"The harvest this time is not bad."
someone? ?
This forbidden place is obviously only known to him, and he fled by detonating his immortal treasure before, so no one should be able to catch up.
What's going on now? ?
Immediately, Wu Xuan turned his head to look.
I saw a figure stepping out between the layers of magic circles.
This figure is dressed in white clothes like snow, has an outstanding temperament, and exudes an elusive and ethereal meaning all over his body.
"Lu Wuchen??"
Wu Xuan's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief.
"Why are you here?"
How did the emperor know this place? ?
Lu Wuchen came out with a smile on his face, and Shi Shiran sat on the jade chair beside him, and said with a smile: "It's really easy for me to find, even if I asked the shadow guard to plant something on you. It took a lot of thought to cast the Shadow Talisman."
He said, beckoning lightly.
Then Wu Xuan saw that on the shadow at his feet, there was indeed a phantom flying out and falling into Lu Wuchen's palm.
He was startled and angry.
He was being followed? ?
Fortunately, he is a dignified top true king with vast spiritual sense, and he should know everything about him like the palm of his hand, but he didn't notice any difference in the shadow? !
Wu Xuan's face was cold, and he looked around vigilantly: "Where is the shadow guard, let him come out."
"Shadow Guard? He's not here."
Lu Wuchen smiled: "You don't have to worry about him showing up."
"What?" Wu Xuan was puzzled, "What do you mean, the shadow guard didn't come? You're the only one?"
"Isn't that enough?" Lu Wuchen asked back.
His attitude made Wu Xuan stunned for a moment, with an unbelievable expression on his face.
"Lu Wuchen, do you take yourself too seriously? Although you are the emperor's son, do you want to fight me alone?"
As Wu Xuan said, the murderous intent in his eyes surged.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
He is seriously injured now, and most of the fairy treasures and hole cards in his hand have been abandoned during the siege of the three of Xuanlao. It is just when various resources are lacking, isn't this emperor sent to the door?
Although the emperor's son's cultivation base is not high, he is the son of the emperor after all, and he must have a rich collection in his hands!
If you kill him...
Then he will recover faster from his injuries!
Thinking of this, the power in Wu Xuan's body began to rise.
Be sure to kill this emperor with one blow!
Lu Wuchen shook his head: "You really have no patience."
"But it's okay, I'm too lazy to talk too much nonsense with you, I let you run away earlier, it's just for now."
Hearing this, Wu Xuan laughed loudly: "Hearing your tone, do you still want to kill me? Lu Wuchen, you seem to have never experienced the strength of a real king! Even if I am seriously injured, I am still a real king!"
"call!"
Accompanied by Wu Xuan's big laugh, the spirit energy in his body burst out suddenly.
A radiant dao force enveloped Wu Xuan's primordial spirit, and under the divine light, Wu Xuan's figure suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a ten-foot-tall giant statue.
Wuxuan's robe fluttered, and his whole body appeared transparent and silvery white, which was a manifestation of Dao power completely attached to his body.
His hair flew wildly, his eyes were silvery white, like a god.
"Lu Wuchen, the reason for the destruction of the Martial God Temple will fall on you, and I will let you die!"
Wu Xuan made a sound.
His voice was like thunder, and he exploded, directly blasting the giant trees of the mountains in this forbidden land into powder.
The power of the true king is undoubtedly displayed at this moment!
In front of Wu Xuan, Lu Wuchen was as insignificant as an ant, but even so, his face was still calm, he looked up at the huge Wu Xuan, and said with a smile: "The true source of the king, although not the emperor, but your original power , but barely able to nourish my heretical ancient god statue."
As he spoke, Lu Wuchen's snow-white robe fluttered.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of pitch-black divine light erupted from his body, and the terrifying black light soared into the sky, intertwining in the void space, carrying the terrifying aura of destroying everything.
"This is?"
Wu Xuan was startled, his scalp felt numb.
At this moment, he would actually feel fear?
Immediately afterwards, the shock on his face turned into horror, his eyes widened, and he stared intently at Lu Wuchen's head.
The source of the eruption of the jet-black divine light actually stood a gigantic figure of black mist.
The figure is completely hidden in the pitch black, only two red lights projected out.
"Demon energy??"
"You, you...you are the demon???"
Wu Xuan was terrified and lost his voice in shock.
This frightening black light is surprisingly full-bodied magic energy!
This emperor, is the evil spirit? ?
Wu Xuan only felt his ears buzzing, as if his brain had been hit hard, and he couldn't react.
"You know now, it's too late." Lu Wuchen said, and slapped his palm forward.
Accompanied by his movements, the divine tome of "Ancient Nervousness" above his head emerged out of thin air, and the pages unfolded, projecting a destructive aura, which suppressed Wu Xuan.
Wu Xuan's complexion changed drastically, and he struck out in fright.
He also smashed it with a big hand, with snow-white strength enveloping Thunder, wanting to resist.
But just the moment of contact, Wu Xuan's face changed again, unbelievable.
"how come?"
"Pfft!"
In the black mist above Lu Wuchen's head, an arm of a god and demon smashed the cloud and slammed it down. This arm was pitch black, purely formed by the condensed power of the rich source.
This palm-mountain screams a tsunami, just like a huge prehistoric mountain, majestic and vast, it is irresistible.
"Crack!"
Wu Xuan's arm was directly grasped by the hand of the god and demon, with five fingers grasping it, it was directly crushed, making an ear-piercing crisp sound.
With a scream, he drew back and wanted to run away, but the energy in his whole body swarmed uncontrollably, and even flowed towards the opponent's body along the arm of the god and demon.
"This... what is this??"
"Are you absorbing my origin??"
Wu Xuan was terrified, his eyes were full of terror.
What kind of terrifying demon is this? ?
I am a majestic true king!
His origin has long been blessed by the Dao, and it is indestructible, but today he can't completely control it? !
"Damn you!"
Wu Xuan screamed, he reacted very quickly, and directly cut off his arm, even if it was so small, it also lost one-third of the origin of the soul.
"impossible!"
Wu Xuan was terrified, and a chill circulated in his body.
In front of him is obviously just an emperor, but the sense of danger to him is not weaker than the previous scene where the three real kings attacked!
This emperor...
so horrible!
"You are actually a demon! Lord Martial God was deceived by you!" Wu Xuan's face turned pale, and he understood everything at this moment.
He no longer has any will to fight in his heart. He is a seriously injured body, and his strength is one in ten. He thought that killing an emperor would be easy, but who knew that this emperor was so terrifying!
Especially the billowing black mist that surged out of Lu Wuchen's body, and the aura projected from it, made Wu Xuan dare not linger.
boom!
Wu Xuan suddenly activated the secret technique, burning the last of his blood essence, which turned into a streamer and galloped away in an instant.
"Do you still want to escape?"
Lu Wuchen's tone was light.
He waited for a long time, for the true king's origin in Wu Xuan's body, how could he let him escape.
Dark shadows filled his body, turning into a pitch-black swamp and spreading out, completely covering the entire world in an instant.
Wu Xuan, who was fleeing over there, only felt his movements stagnate, his whole body was stuck in the quagmire, unable to move.
Followed by.
Lu Wuchen grabbed it with one hand.
The pitch-black arm of the ancient statue of heretics was also grabbed in an instant, and pinched onto Wu Xuan's body.
Wu Xuan's expression changed with fright, and he just begged for mercy.
But at the next moment, the five fingers of the heretic ancient god statue grabbed, accompanied by a shocking roar, the golden blood exploded, and Wu Xuan's primordial spirit was instantly annihilated, and he died tragically on the spot.
And with his death, there is still a group of golden light in place, and the original power flows in it.
"This is the source."
"Although it's just the source of the real king, it's not bad."
Lu Wuchen didn't hesitate, a light flashed on the "Ancient Nerve", directly devouring the true king's origin.
After a few breaths.
The phantom of the Ancient God of Outer Taoism in Lu Wuchen's body became more solid, and the outline of one of the faces could be vaguely seen.
"Ding."
"Absorb the origin and repair the ancient idols of heretics."
"Congratulations to the host for comprehending the divine art - Daluo God Demon Hand."
"Congratulations to the host for refining the original source of the true king and obtaining the incomplete avenue—the Leiyin avenue."
Several reminders sounded in succession, and Lu Wuchen smiled slightly, very satisfied.
"The harvest this time is not bad."
