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- "Teacher, are you finally willing to show up again?"
Wu Fu¡¯s eyes were cold, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.
Wu Fu was surrounded by streaks of purple light, blocking the heavy blows from the Tomb Immortal King.
"Huh?" The Grave Immortal King's face darkened.
There are not many people in the world who can easily block his own blow. It can¡¯t be Wu Fu, so who is that?
teacher? Wu Fu¡¯s teacher?
The Grave Immortal King suddenly had a bad feeling. That was all for the first two times. This third time, he was very careful. Why did something happen again?
We can¡¯t get into trouble anymore, we have to be quick, even if we can¡¯t refine Wu Fu now, we still have to capture Wu Fu.
"Bodies everywhere!"
In the main hall, countless bones were instantly covered, and the surrounding pillars quickly turned into piles of skulls. In an instant, the entire main hall was like the inner space of a sea of ??bones.
The billowing death energy surged towards Wu Fu.
"Boom!"
The death energy was full of corrosive power. Wherever it passed, the void quickly dissolved, and it was in front of Wu Fu in an instant.
Wu Fu sneered slightly, but did not resist at all.
I saw the previous mask of light reappearing, instantly surrounding Wu Fu, and bursting out bursts of purple light. The purple light burned the death energy in a blink of an eye, and quickly restored the bones of the main hall to its original state.
The great method of the Tomb Immortal King has been cracked again.
"Who, come out!" the Tomb Immortal King exclaimed.
How can my own Dafa be so easy to crack? But in front of me, it was actually being broken again and again?
"Teacher, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Wu Fu also said.
The Tomb Immortal King¡¯s face turned ugly for a while.
Teacher, Wu Fu¡¯s teacher?
¡°Buzz!¡±
At the entrance of the main hall, countless purple brilliance condensed, gradually forming a purple light and shadow that seemed both virtual and real.
An old man in purple robe, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, looked quietly at the Tomb Immortal King and Wu Fu in front of him.
"Hong, Hongjun, you're not dead?" the Tomb Immortal King said in surprise.
"No, you are not a fifteenth-level person, and your strength is not weaker than mine. Back then, you faked your death? Why, why did you fake your death?" The Grave Immortal King's expression suddenly changed.
In the third era, why were there so many monsters?
"Grave Immortal King?" Hongjun said lightly.
"Huh?" The Grave Immortal King stared at Hongjun uncertainly.
"You came at the right time!" Hongjun said softly.
"What?"
Hongjun no longer paid attention to the Tomb Immortal King, but looked at Wu Fu and said: "Wu Fu!"
"Teacher!" Wu Fu took a deep breath, and although he was resentful, he still said respectfully.
"You have anger in your heart, do you want to vent it?" Hongjun said lightly.
"Disciple, disciple!" Wu Fu didn't know how to answer for a while.
"I know that you have resentment in your heart, but I still sacrifice myself for the sake of the common people," Hongjun said.
¡°Disciple doesn¡¯t understand!¡± Wu Fu¡¯s face showed a trace of ugliness.
Hongjun has already said this, Wu Fu also realized something, Hongjun wanted to sacrifice himself. Just like the other three senior brothers.
"The destiny is uncertain, it's almost time, Wu Fu, I know you have resentment in your heart, and my master will help you in the end, allowing you to vent your hatred to your heart's content!" Hongjun said solemnly.
Wu Fu showed a hint of bitterness and bit his lip. Finally, an overwhelming sadness brewed out.
The Tomb Immortal King looked at Hongjun with a sullen face.
"Hongjun, I don't care what your plans are, Wu Fu, I'm determined!" the Tomb Immortal King said coldly.
Hongjun looked at the Tomb Immortal King: "You've gone astray!"
"Huh?" The Grave Immortal King stared.
The left road is the most proud place for the grave fairy king, but is Hongjun so despised?
"Hmph, it's none of your business, Hongjun. You hid it from everyone in the world and imprisoned the Great Virtue. Oh, one of the strongest men in the First Age is actually the one in your cage. It's such a deep city. , However, in the end, you still make wedding clothes for others. I don¡¯t care what your cultivation level is, Wu Fu, I will take you away today!" the Tomb Immortal King said coldly.
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Wu Fu.
Hongjun held a whisk in his right hand, looked in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and flicked the whisk violently.
"Roar!"
Three thousand floating dust threads suddenly turned into three thousand white dragons, wrapping them up in an instantTowards the grave of the Immortal King.
"Boom!"
As the white dragon rolled in, the Grave Immortal King's expression changed, and he struck with a palm.
But these white dragons are extremely flexible, bypassing the palm axle and binding the Tomb Immortal King to his feet in the blink of an eye.
"Hoo!"
In just a moment, the Tomb Immortal King was trapped among three thousand white dragons.
"Huh?" The expression of the Tomb Immortal King changed.
With one move, you were restrained? How can this be.
"Hongjun, you are seeking death!" the Tomb Immortal King roared. The right arm blooms with nineteen colors of light.
¡°Bang!¡± ¡°Bang!¡±
Suddenly a large number of white dragons were broken, and the power of the Tomb Immortal King was extremely powerful.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? One by one white dragons were broken apart, but there were as many as three thousand white dragons, even if the Tomb Immortal King kept twisting, he couldn't completely break Hongjun's restraints.
Hongjun glanced at the Tomb Immortal King with an indifferent look, then turned to Wu Fu.
"Wu Fu, remember what I said, you have no choice!" Hongjun said in a deep voice.
Wu Fu showed sorrow and hatred, but he was helpless in front of Hongjun.
"Teacher, please give me strength, I want to finally go crazy again! At least disappear in a less bleak way!" Wu Fu said with a look of hatred on his face.
"This is what I want to do. It would be best if the Grave Immortal King personally comes to your door. I will refine its power into your body and help you break through!" Hongjun said.
"What, what?" The expression of the bound Tomb Immortal King changed.
Did you hear it wrong?
Refining yourself, you are here to refine Wu Fu, why should you be de-refined?
"Impossible, Hongjun, the most you can do is trap me. If you want to refine me, you can't!" the Tomb Immortal King said coldly.
Hongjun¡¯s face remained cold.
Throw the whisk in your hand completely.
"Boom!"
Three thousand white dragons bound the Tomb Immortal King, but their tails suddenly wrapped around Wu Fu.
¡°Ah woo!¡± ¡°Ah woo!¡±¡¡¡¡
Three thousand white dragons quickly bit the body of the Tomb Immortal King, and immediately, a stream of power was drawn out.
"What? What kind of magic weapon is this? How can it extract the power of my fate?" the Tomb Immortal King exclaimed.
"Boom!"
The billowing power surged towards Wu Fu.
The white dragon is getting bigger and bigger, and it quickly wraps around Wu Fu, as if forming a big cocoon.
"Boom!"
The strength surged, heading straight towards Wu Fang.
The Tomb Immortal King could feel that his power was rapidly decreasing and was being forcibly extracted.
"Hongjun, you liar!" the Tomb Immortal King yelled.
Who would have thought that Hongjun was so powerful.
Is this still the same Hongjun who failed to challenge the number of days in the fifteenth heaven?
"The Yin-Yang Tomb is broken!" the Tomb Immortal King shouted in shock.
"Boom!"
The force of the billowing force rushed out again, and the group of white dragons surged, but they were all blocked. The Tomb Immortal King failed to break through the bondage at all.
The restrictions imposed by the Immortal King on the surrounding tombs disappeared.
However, with Hongjun here, the main hall will naturally be stronger.
"Boom!"
The Tomb Immortal King struggled desperately, but Hongjun stood aside, watching coldly, suppressing the Tomb Immortal King.
"It's impossible, how can you be so powerful? How can you be so strong?" the Tomb Immortal King cried out sadly.
¡°I am also a leader in the Eighteenth Heaven, but I can¡¯t do anything to face Hongjun?
Infinite sorrow and hatred brewed in my heart.
Not long ago, Dongfang Bubai said that he could not succeed, but he still didn¡¯t believe it. Now, can he succeed against Hongjun?
He was preparing to refine the Great Virtue, but instead he was refined by the Great Virtue?
"No!"
The Tomb Immortal King wants to explode with stronger power.
"Time stands still!"
¡°Buzz!¡±
In the main hall, everything suddenly stopped, and only Hongjun was left, who could easily extract the power of the Tomb Immortal King.
The Immortal King of the Tomb is fixed there, motionless. He couldn't even move his eyes.
At this moment, the Grave Immortal King realized that he had kicked an iron plate again this time, and it was an iron plate that was countless times stronger than before.
The Immortal King of the Tomb wants to cry but has no tears.
No amount of regret can make up for the desolation in the Grave Immortal King¡¯s heart. Are he really that bad?
¡°Hoo!¡±
The essence is absorbed.
The right half of the Tomb Immortal King's body is also rapidly drying up and old, and the left half of the bones are slowly turning into powder.
"No!" the Tomb Immortal King cried out sadly.
"Boom!"
The Immortal King of the Tomb extracted his destiny power, and the entire undead realm was shaken.
The Immortal King's Palace was swaying even more, and the surrounding earth was shaking.
Countless descendants of the Tomb Clan came quickly.
"Elder, what's going on? Why does the Immortal Territory seem to be destroyed?"
"Elder, the paint in the Immortal King Palace is peeling off. It was made by the family master. Could something happen to the family master?"
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Countless tomb clans looked frightened.
And the Tomb Immortal King in Tai Chi Hall was even more frightened.
The left half of the body was completely turned into powder, the right half of the body, all the nineteen colors were absorbed, and the other half of the body was slowly reduced to skin and bones, and even gradually turned into powder.
"No, I won't give in, I won't give in!" the Tomb Immortal King shouted with a sense of sorrow and hatred.
¡°Bang!¡±
The Tomb Immortal King completely exploded.
All the power poured into the light cocoon, and the rolling power continued to fill Wu Fu's body.
¡°I will teach you the realm of Heaven again and help you refine it as soon as possible!¡± Hongjun said solemnly while looking at the big cocoon.
With a wave of his hand, billowing purple light poured into the light cocoon.
The entire Tai Chi Hall is blooming with dazzling light¡ª¡ª
The realm of immortality.
"Boom!"
The Immortal King's Palace suddenly collapsed.
"Boom!"
The power of the entire Immortal Realm suddenly converged towards the collapsed Immortal King's Palace. The power of vitality and the power of death quickly gathered.
In an instant, the entire territory was full of life and death, leaving only a desert-like place. Except for the Tomb Clan, countless creatures were turned into piles of bones.
But it¡¯s the Immortal King¡¯s Palace. A humanoid skeleton slowly crawled out.
"That's it?" Everyone asked in surprise.
Grave Phosphorus Bones rushed over in surprise: "How could it be? Patriarch? Is it you?"
"Huh?" Countless disciples around him also screamed in shock.
"Master, have you become immortal? You have become immortal again. What happened?" Grave Phosphorus Bone exclaimed.
"I actually died, haha, it's really ridiculous, it's really ridiculous. Fortunately, I can become a feather. But it's a pity that I can be reborn and absorb the power of a territory. I only have the power of the sixth level of the ancestors. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!" The Tomb Immortal King, who was full of skeletons, lamented. shouted in hatred.
"Master, how could this happen?"
"Alright, Phosphorus Bone, take all the clansmen immediately to the Eastern Territory!" the Tomb Immortal King said sadly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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