Lu Yun had already prepared for the hall master's treacherous choice to escape, thus leaving her and the fungus king to fight here and lose both.

At this moment, the appearance of the fungus king remains humanoid and has no facial features.

She looked at Lu Yun who came with a sword, and the mycelium under her feet danced uncontrollably.

In his thinking, he didn't understand why the human in front of him was still going on, and it was not good to choose to merge with him.

He can give everything she desires.

The other party's doubtful emotion, Lu Yun sensed.

Han Jiangxue picked up in the air, and the sharp frost blade bloomed with a sharp brilliance, aiming at the fungus king.

What she Lu Yun wants, she should get it according to her own ability, and what she relies on others to give away will never belong to herself.

Lu Yun's sword domain is expanding wildly with this sword.

Because of the consumption of a large amount of spiritual power, Lu Yun's internal organs were in severe pain due to the pressure, she frowned slightly, and the moves in her hand were not sluggish.

The Spiritual Explosion Secret Method was used by Lu Yun to the extreme, and the empty dantian turned into a gluttonous giant beast, frantically swallowing the surrounding aura.

Once, twice.

The aura that naturally exists in the domain gathers around Lu Yun uncontrollably, and too much aura is sprinkled on Lu Yun's body, in this darkness, Lu Yun is like the light of the bright moon, cold and bright, hanging in the sky far away, never ending.

The sword moves with the heart, and the sword domain condenses.

Lu Yun's figure appeared next to the Fungus King, a fast and sharp sword, and the mycelium of the Fungus King, Lu Yun's wrist turned, gravity downward, and slashed hard.

One of the Fungus King's arms fell to the ground.

The mycelium took root on the ground and pulled the Fungus King away from under Lu Yun's sword, and the Fungus King tried to regrow his arm, and the tingling sensation in his soul made him use his strength as brutally as a knife every time he used his strength.

The power against the gods and souls made him move with his hands and feet.

As soon as the mushroom king stomped his feet, mushrooms grew on the ground under his feet, with pure white, dull gray, and brilliant colors.

Each mushroom grows at a speed beyond the limit, ripening rapidly, and some mushrooms grow huge mouths and bite at Lu Yun.

The long sword swiped, and a large area of mushrooms was shattered by the sword qi.

The sword intent on Lu Yun's body was spreading, with her as the center, forming an absolutely safe area, and those mushroom subordinates could not invade her side at all.

As for the powder spit out by hallucinogenic mushrooms, it was also ignored by Lu Yun.

When it comes to playing with drugs, she believes in her third senior brother.

Outside, there was a second senior brother waiting for her.

Lu Yun's heart was very peaceful, and in the dantian, the little Yuan Ying felt his master's thoughts, and the speed of absorbing the aura like a whale was tending to be peaceful.

The entry of the aura no longer tears the meridians.

Under the nourishment of the warm current of spiritual energy, the wounds of the five internal organs began to heal.

Lu Yun's body is undergoing a transformation.

In a trance, Lu Yun entered a very unique perspective, her spirit was floating in the air, and her body was still standing below, driving her sword to fight.

Lu Yun is a person who seems to be one for two at this moment.

The body and the soul can fight on their own.

One step out, the momentum was furious, and Lu Yun stepped in and out of the body from Yuanying in front of the fungus king.

It's stable, it's safe, and everything falls into place.

The spiritual power in the dantian was replenished in an instant, and feeling the power in his body, Lu Yun smiled.

Qing Lingling's smile is the frost that blooms here.

Everywhere the frost and snow passed, it was Lu Yun's sword.

As soon as the figure flashed, Lu Yun arrived at the side of the Fungus King, blocking all the retreats of the Fungus King, and the cold river snow reached the other party's heart.

This sword, the Fungus King can't dodge.

He writhed his body as hard as he could, trying to avoid his fatal point.

Han Jiangxue rubbed his shoulder, and before he had time to rejoice, in Lu Yun's left hand, the short sword flashed, and the tail needle did not enter his heart.

It's not a flesh and blood body, and the tail needle is a little difficult to enter.

Those myceliums frantically wound the short sword, wanting to stop Lu Yun from destroying the core of the Fungus King.

Lu Yun let go of his hand, and Han Jiangxue took the opportunity to cut at the other party's head, and the silk threads were cold behind the Mushroom King.

"Whew......"

The fungus king let out a daring roar, and where his head was, the mycelium writhed and merged into a face.

It was exactly the same face as Lu Yun.

But that same face is not as calm as Lu Yun, but fearful, angry, and even stubborn resistance to the death.

One by one, the mycelium is intertwined into a net that envelops Lu Yun in it.

The mycelium fits the skin and struggles to drill into Lu Yun's body, and the other party wants to forcibly occupy Lu Yun's body.

Lu Yun, who was standing in place, grabbed an invisible place in the air with his fingers, and it had been condensed into a sword-shaped void, which turned into silk threads in Lu Yun's hands at this moment.

The silk threads trembled, belonging to the power of the void, and those mycelium were intertwined, and Lu Yun's spirit was surging like a tide.

Whoa!

Mycelium rains down.

Invisible void, destructive power is absolute.

Every cut is an attack on the soul of the Fungus King, if the Soul is regarded as a tangible whole, then at this moment, the Soul of the Fungus King is undergoing a thousand cuts.

Being close to Lu Yun has never been a good choice.

Like peeling off the cocoon, Lu Yun smashed the shell of the fungus king, revealing the most real side of the other party, and then ruthlessly penetrated.

At this moment, like a breeze, Lu Yun's vision in front of him changed.

She was swimming in the sky, her wings spread out enough to cover the sky, and her shimmering tail feathers streaked through the air.

When passing by a lake, Lu Yun saw that he had turned into a vermilion bird.

This is...... The memories of the Suzaku that fell in the poisonous swamp are also the memories of the inheritance obtained by the Fungus King.

The sky is so vast, Lu Yun's body can stretch to the fullest.

In the sky, she is the absolute overlord, and those humans have to kneel and worship when they see her.

The majesty of the divine beast made the gods of the earth tremble.

She enjoyed it very much, enjoying the pleasure of climbing to the top of the mountain.

Day after day, she watched the sun rise and fall, until one day she met a man.

An old man with fairy wind bones.

The other party walked between heaven and earth, one step was enough to cross the distance of mountains and rivers, and when he saw her, he let out a chuckle.

"Hello, little one."

It was just a greeting, and the old man looked at her as if he were looking at an ignorant child.

The old man didn't wait for Suzaku's response, he walked in the air, looked at everything in the cultivation realm, and let out a sigh.

"It's my fault."

He repeated the words in his mouth.

"A dream, how can it come true?"

Suzaku didn't understand this, and what she saw was that the man took out a sword, stroked the blade of the sword with a nostalgic gaze, and then broke the sword with force.

The sword is divided into seven, no, it is divided into eight.

Seven of the fragments were scattered all over the cultivation realm, and one of them was torn apart by the other party and submerged into the cracks.