Chapter 750: Kill Lu Wuwei
The situation was completely clear, and Lu Wuwei panicked for a moment, knowing that he had no way out.
If there is no way back, then there will be no retreat!
Jun Li wanted to use the cage of the Astral Academy to trap and kill him, and he could also use this cage to trap and kill Jun Li in reverse.
Today, only one of them made it out alive.
Lu Wuwei shouted violently, and the puppet doll hanging from his waist flew out.
It seemed to come to life, making a child-like giggling sound, and pounced on Jun Li.
In the process, the puppet doll, which is less than the size of a palm, differentiates into dozens, hundreds, and thousands of dolls.
The Astrology Academy, which was shrouded in formations, was full of children's laughter of dolls and giggles.
The laughter was so distraught that their temples jumped.
This is an attack that can directly hit the monk's spirit.
If Sheng Xi is here, he will definitely name it "Bear Child Dafa".
The thousands of phantoms transformed by the puppet dolls are all real, and they are eating away at the soul of Jingchen Yuanjun like crazy.
His already pale face looked even more ugly, and when he swung his sword, he missed his head.
Lu Wuwei was overjoyed: "Your vitality is seriously injured, and you haven't recovered yet, don't hold on." ”
"You don't have to go all out to kill you." Jingchen Yuanjun's long sword held up the ground, and his left hand was raised.
A small chime appeared in his palm, exuding a distant and deep cold moonlight.
"Xuanyue Chime? Why hasn't it broken yet? Lu Wuwei's expression changed slightly.
The chimes are windless and automatic, making a crisp and melodious music, interrupting the laughter of dolls in all directions.
The phantoms of the dolls that were close to Jun Li were shattered into nothingness under the shock of the Xuanyue chime.
What was originally giggling laughter gradually turned into panicked wails and cries.
No puppet phantom dared to get close to Jingchen Yuanjun again, but they all pounced on Lu Wuwei.
Lu Wuwei once wanted to resurrect his daughter.
But when the child died, he was just a child who had not yet been drawn into his body, and there was no trace of his soul remaining.
Even Mahayana monks can't do anything about it.
On the one hand, Lu Wuwei was clearly aware of this, but on the other hand, he was unwilling to give up.
To this end, he tried countless ways to resurrect his family.
It's a pity that they all failed.
The doll he wore around his waist was the product of countless experiments.
It was a doll with the power of a curse.
In order to resurrect his daughter, Lu Wuwei captured countless children for experiments.
The grievances and souls of countless children have coalesced together and become such a doll that can pose a threat to Mahayana monks.
This is Lu Wuwei's secret treasure, which can help him kill Mahayana monks, and he is invincible in previous battles.
But there is a fatal drawback.
- The children who make up this puppet are so angry that they want to kill the master at any time.
Usually, Lu Wuwei's cultivation is profound, and these children can't find a chance, so they obediently listen to his command.
But as soon as he shows fatigue in inaction, the children will immediately tear him apart.
When he fought Feng San before, Lu Wuwei was defeated and was almost killed by this doll.
For this reason, he wanted to destroy the puppet doll.
But after thinking about it again, he still kept this thing and used it as his killer weapon.
The small Xuanyue chime rose from the palm of Jingchen Yuanjun and flew into the air, growing when it saw the wind, and returning to its normal size in the blink of an eye.
Chimes engraved with countless intricate runes and crescent marks fluttered one after another, emitting a beautiful and melodious music, as if a pair of invisible hands were playing.
The phantom of the doll, who lingered in place and did not dare to step forward to attack Jun Li, was scattered by the music.
The remaining some flew towards Lu Wuwei in despair, trying to drain his soul, and were killed by Lu Wuwei, who had been prepared.
Fighting the strong with the weak, this is the outcome in most cases.
It's just another killer weapon that was destroyed, and Lu Wuwei was anxious.
He raised his hand and wrapped the Xuanyue chimes in layers with puppet wire, trying to stop the bell from overflowing.
Mirror Dust Yuanjun swung out with a sword, and all the puppet lines were cut off.
The Xuanyue chime trembled slightly, and all the puppet wires that wrapped it turned into nothingness in this tremor.
The melodious music shook Lu Wuwei's brain, and he gradually couldn't concentrate.
He slowed down the speed of controlling the golem line for a moment, and immediately realized that something was wrong.
Before this thought could dissipate, he saw that Jingchen Yuanjun had already rushed in front of him, raising his long sword.
The magnificent sword momentum burst out from the long sword, and Lu Wuwei responded quickly, using the protective spiritual power to bounce this power away.
However, regardless of the risk of injury, Jingchen Yuanjun did not avoid it.
He rushed straight towards Lu Wuwei, clenched his long sword, piercing his body protection aura inch by inch, and destroying his life-protecting magic weapon.
The sharp blade stabbed into his chest, rending his heart and shattering the meridians of his body.
Lost!
Lu Wuwei's eyes widened in shock and unwillingly, he couldn't believe that he had prepared so thoroughly, and he still lost.
Fierce sword qi continued to overflow from Jingchen Yuanjun's sword, frantically attacking his whole body, as if to crush every inch of his bones and blood.
In the face of such a violent attack, this body has no possibility of being reborn.
Lu Wuwei made a decision immediately, abandoned his body, and fled with his soul.
The Xuanyue chime, which was suspended in the air, suddenly made a heavy muffled sound, like thunder on dry land, and the final word was finalized.
The unprecedented pain covered every inch of Lu Wuwei's soul, as if his whole body was going to decompose on the spot.
Lu Wuwei's translucent divine soul was torn apart, and countless puppet threads drilled out of his divine soul, quickly sewing together his divine soul that was about to be completely split.
The crack disappeared, and Lu Wuwei's divine soul fused back into one.
The Xuanyue chime was another dull loud sound, resounding through the sky and deafening.
Lu Wuwei's soul that had finally been put together shook again, and cracks appeared.
Jingchen Yuanjun jumped up, raised his sword and rushed out, and a sword pierced through his eyebrows.
Lu Wuwei's divine soul shattered, turning into countless tiny fragments, surging in all directions at a rapid pace.
As long as he can escape with a few fragments of his soul, he will not be dead.
But Jingchen Yuanjun didn't give him this opportunity.
A quintessential phoenix fire ignited in his hands.
Under the crisp and soft sound of the phoenix, the phoenix was cremated into a slightly chubby little phoenix composed of flames all over its body.
The little phoenix rubbed Jingchen Yuanjun's palm affectionately, but the flames all over his body did not hurt him.
"Go ahead." Jingchen Yuanjun said warmly, and his palm raised slightly.
The round little phoenix spread its wings and flew away, sweeping the entire large array with the momentum of a prairie fire, burning everything inside except for the Mirror Dust Yuanjun to ashes.
In the flames of the raging phoenix, only Lu Wuwei was left to roar unwillingly: "I don't accept it!" ”
"I'm not convinced!"
The little phoenix made Sheng Xi's voice, and his tone was arrogant, as if Sheng Xi had become.
She pounced like a cannonball on the fragment of Lu Wuwei's roaring divine soul, burning him to the ground.
The monstrous flames covered the entire Astrology Academy, and the flames soared into the sky, even overshadowing the light of the starlight.
Jingchen Yuanjun's divine sense swept inch by inch across every corner of the large array's coverage, and only after making sure that Lu Wuwei was completely dead did he raise his hand to collect the fire.
This phoenix fire is a gift from Sheng Xi to Jingchen Yuanjun, and everyone and demon beasts in the Asking Heart Sect have it.
Under the control of Jingchen Yuanjun, the phoenix fire in the sky slowly returned to the round little phoenix's body.
The little phoenix fluttered its little wings, circled around Jingchen Yuanjun, and landed on the ground not far away.
She picked up two Sumeru rings inlaid with the finest gems and placed them in the palm of Jingchen Yuanjun's palm.
That was Lu Wuwei's Sumeru ring.
The little phoenix bean's big eyes looked at Jingchen Yuanjun expectantly, revealing a well-behaved cunning.
Jingchen Yuanjun couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and gently rubbed the little phoenix's little head with red and white flames.
"Got it, I'll give you a share of the loot when I go back."
It is said that things are like the shape of the owner, Xiaoxi is diligent and thrifty, and even her phoenix fire has the same virtue as her.
The little phoenix chirped in satisfaction, and jumped happily twice in the palm of Jingchen Yuanjun before slowly turning into an amber-like phoenix fire crystal.
Feeling the vitality in the phoenix fire fall back into the seal, Jingchen Yuanjun frowned, and looked up at the sky uneasily.
"Xiaoxi, you have to find a way to come back safely." He muttered under his breath, standing there and looking a little helpless.
In the final battle, even they can't do anything, it all depends on how far Sheng Xi can go in the end.
Up to now, the enemies that Sheng Xi has to face are not only Heavenly Dao, but also sentient beings.
Just as a drowning person will instinctively drag the rescuer into the water, a sentient being in despair will also crush the carrier that carries the will of sentient beings.
When there was no way out, he used means to pull sentient beings onto the gambling table and win a glimmer of life for sentient beings, but he didn't know how to let Sheng Xi, who was in the middle of the whirlpool, retreat.