Chapter 350: Sword God Lu Xiang
The pupils full of red light stayed on Lu Xiang's body for a moment, and then Fu Luan slowly spoke, "I remember you, and you were among the first people who were exiled back then. ”
Lu Xiang snorted coldly, "It's really insulting to be compared with you." ”
Ignoring the insults in his words, Fu Luan continued, "Now, together with our efforts, we will definitely be able to break this barrier in one fell swoop. ”
"I can't help myself!" Lu Xiang's eyes were even more disgusted, obviously not wanting to bother to speak anymore, "Within ten breaths, if you don't roll again, then die." ”
Fu Luan's eyes lit up, and the wings behind him vibrated suddenly.
Countless fire feathers shot towards Lu Xiang like a tidal wave.
It's just that Lu Xiang was completely covered in an instant.
The next moment, a stone seemed to be thrown into the tidal fire feather, causing ripples from the center.
A thin figure wrapped in a three-colored glow slowly emerged, and the tide of fire feathers around him also spread out in all directions.
Lu Xiang's face was calm, but the long sword in his hand began to bloom.
With the clear sound of the sword body, the sky full of fire feathers actually strangely gathered behind Lu Xiang at this moment, and quickly transformed into a crimson sword blade.
The blade of the sword swirled with fire, as if the sky was about to burn out of the cracks.
Lu Xiang leaned forward with the palm of his right hand, and the two-fingered halberd in the middle of the food was opened, and the giant sword behind him carried the power of heaven and earth and slashed down.
The blade of the sword, which seemed to be able to border the sky, lined up the sky and slashed towards Fuluan.
All kinds of mottled auras were chaotic, and at the same time, thousands of fire feathers jumped straight into the air like flying fishes, and while completely enveloping Fuluan, they slammed into the giant sword.
After seeing this scene, Emperor Zhu Wu, who was watching from a distance, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he directly turned his back and released a purple light to wrap everyone and himself in it.
A flash of light made everyone's eyes darken, and a huge impact came to the sky completely.
All colors seem to have turned black and white under the explosion of both.
The outermost Great Zhu Wuhuang, who controlled the purple mang barrier, was also unstable under this impact, but soon the rest of the moon servants sacrificed the moon shield together to share the next impact.
This violent martyrdom lasted for nearly fifty breaths, even if it was as strong as Emperor Zhu Wu, he could only barely hold up the barrier, and even moving half a minute was a terrifying attrition.
When the martyrdom dissipated, the heavens and the earth seemed to turn black and white, and the Tongguan Moshan Mountain, which stretched for thousands of miles, disappeared, leaving only terrifying deep pits, in which the water of the Poria River poured in.
The purple mang barrier dissipated by itself, and the Great Zhu Wuhuang only felt that his body seemed to be scattered, and the divine power contained in the dantian was almost consumed to the minimum.
There was no time to check his physical condition, and Emperor Zhu Wuhuang hurriedly looked ahead.
I saw that in the center of the most chaotic aura, there were two figures standing.
Lu Xiang was still dressed in fluttering clothes, surrounded by a faint cyan match, as if he had not been affected at all.
And Fuluan, who is standing on the opposite side, can almost be described as miserable.
The wings behind him had already been broken at this moment, and the entire body part was almost split in two by some kind of force, and a large amount of Chimang divine power was surging out of the broken stubble.
There was only disbelief left in Fuluan's originally indifferent eyes, and he used his only remaining hand to grasp the divine power escaping in the air at a loss, as if he wanted to pull it back into his body.
At this time, Lu Xiang, who was standing with his hands behind his back, glanced at Emperor Zhu Wu, who was watching from afar, and then spoke indifferently, his voice trembling.
"Boy, I'll take care of the rest. ”
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know the hidden meaning of Lu Xiang's words, he still set his eyes on Fuluan, but before he could make a move, Fuluan's figure suddenly disappeared in place.
"Want to run?" Da Zhu Wuhuang sighed in a low voice, and his figure rushed along the place where Fu Luan's figure disappeared, and at the same time, thousands of purple silk threads bloomed from his hands that stretched out.
The originally chaotic nature of the heavenly dome was occupied by the purple silk thread in an instant, and then it quickly enveloped something like a dense net.
Fuluan, who was almost in a state of death, was easily restrained.
Emperor Zhu Wuhuang was castrated, the purple mangs in the meridians flowed wildly, and his left arm burst out with the most intense divine power, like a sharp blade, piercing into Fuluan's chest.
Beneath the fiery flesh was a crystal heart covered with flowing clouds and flames.
But when the divine power of the Great Zhu Wuhuang touched the heart in Fuluan's chest, he trembled, and the palm of his hand made the god deviate by half an inch.
After missing the blow, Fu Luan immediately reacted, and suddenly released a fluctuation, shaking it far away and fleeing quickly.
Lu Xiang in the distance frowned imperceptibly, and then a white light rose from behind him and went straight to Emperor Zhu Wu.
Without waiting for Emperor Zhu Wuhuang to continue the pursuit, the white mang swept towards him and transformed into a thin figure.
This figure of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang has a relationship with him, and he is Lu Xiang's sword attendant.
And this time, it was also the first time he heard the swordsman speak.
And then. ”
Immediately, the sword attendant's body began to exude mottled white light, and even his skin gradually became transparent.
With the transparency of the skin, to the surprise of the Great Zhu Wuhuang, this is not a human sword servant anyway, and there are bone meridians that are no different from those of the human category.
But in an instant, the swordsman disappeared, and in his place was a thin white sword that floated in the air.
The blade of the sword is extremely thin, like a thread, and the sword qi is displayed but it is incomparably sharp, as if everything can be cut off.
The Great Zhu Wuhuang, who was standing in the same place, had a feeling in his heart that even against the Shanghao God Sabre, this thin white long sword was enough to have the power to fight.
"Buzz ......"
The arbitrary fluctuations spread out from the sword body, as if choosing the master, and threw it into the hands of the Great Zhu Wuhuang.
Just like the magnificent lines of the body's meridians extending along the hilt to the tip of the sword, holding it in the hand is like an extension of the arm, and there is no sense of repulsion.
Just when he was stunned, Lu Xiang's voice resounded again, "Boy, if you don't make a move, he will have to escape." ”
After this reminder, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, who came back to his senses, saw at a glance that Fuluan's figure was fleeing from everyone's sight very quickly.
Holding a sword and arching his hand solemnly towards Lu Xiang, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang urged Zimang to chase after him.
I don't know if it's the effect of the long sword in his hand or the divine power in his body has recovered most of it, and the speed of Da Zhu Wuhuang is extremely fast, but he chased after him in three or two breaths.
With the previous lesson, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang no longer hesitated and hesitated, and directly raised his sword and slashed straight down from the air.
Like a line of sword blades, it easily tore through the chaotic sky, and the narrow qi slash submerged into Fu Luan's body.
The illusory form tore apart again, and cloud-like flames erupted from Fu Luan's body.
With one blow, thousands of bright sword qi burst out from the sword body like snow-white silver needles, surging towards the broken body like thunder.
Thousands of bundles of snow-white sword qi were twisted in Fu Luan's body, and then they were forced to explode.
The sky suddenly turned white, and the incomparable strength pushed the Great Zhu Wuhuang who was martyred far away.
"Okay, what a powerful sword ......"
Looking at the snow-white long sword in his hand, Emperor Zhu Wuhuang muttered.
This long sword, which was able to unleash a magnificent sword dance, left a deep impression on Emperor Zhu Wu with just one blow.
The white light dissipated, and an almost completely shattered figure appeared in the eyes of everyone, and the divine power seemed to be completely difficult to sustain and consume, and the body then fell straight into the raging black water below.
Just as he was about to fall, a purple ray grabbed it, and then re-ascended into the air and came to the front of the Great Zhu Wuhuang.
Fu Luan, who had almost been cut into a stick by the sword dance, looked at Emperor Zhu Wuhuang with wide eyes.
Lu Xiang didn't know when he appeared behind Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, and pointed to his heart and said, "Take it off." ”
Looking at Lu Xiang's finger, in Fu Luan's broken chest, a heart that was still crystal was beating slowly.
For some reason, at such a close distance, Emperor Zhu Wu subconsciously put his palm close to Fuluan's heart.
And this time, the unspeakable throbbing did not appear, but instead it was an extremely familiar feeling, and it resonated with the purple mang's divine power in the body.
"This, how can it be ......" Emperor Zhu Wuhuang looked at the crystal heart in his hand in disbelief.
"Yes, it's yours. Lu Xiang opened his mouth indifferently, and then moved his two fingers lightly, and a beam of pure fire came out of his heart.
With the removal of the fire, the heart in the hands of the Great Zhu Wuhuang shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and with Fu Luan's shattered body, it finally turned into a handful of flying ashes and dissipated into the sky.
And Emperor Zhu Wuhuang finally realized something, and said with some uncertainty, "This is, Haoshen Remnant Soul?"
Lu Xiang nodded, and randomly flicked his fingers to send that flash of fire out.
Connected with the heart of the Great Zhu Wu Emperor, the fire disappeared into the meridians in an instant, and the scorching breath spread directly to the limbs and hundreds of remains.
Because it was too sudden, before Emperor Zhu Wu could react, he was knocked out by this domineering scorching force.
Megaels, who had turned into a giant dragon, vibrated his huge wings and rushed from afar, steadily catching the falling Great Zhu Wuhuang.
"My lord, what's wrong with him?"
A group of Zhongzhou clan dependents rushed over, looking at the big Zhu Wuhuang who was flowing with magma-like fire all over his body and asked.
Magals shook his huge head, "I don't know, but I can feel that this guy seems to be getting stronger." ”
Just when everyone was anxious, a layer of ripples rippled in the sky not far away, and then a slender figure in a black robe appeared in front of everyone.
The air seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were on the uninvited guest, and at the same time, the power of the origin was released without a trace.
At this moment, Hao Yourong was a little less lively and smart, and a little more cold and arrogant, and after looking around for a week, her eyes finally stopped at Lu Xiang, who was standing with her hands in her hands.
"Long time no see, Messenger. ”
Lu Xiang smiled slightly and said.
Hao Yourong, who originally had a frosty face, curled up a good-looking arc at the corner of his mouth, "You don't have to remember the past, you don't need to be polite, now that you are a god, you just need to call me a messenger Hao." ”
Lu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then the frowning brows that had been frowning slowly unfolded, as if he had untied a knot in his heart, and the hands behind him trembled imperceptibly.
Everyone stared at Lu Xiang in front of them with round eyes, and they couldn't believe that this old man, who looked like a blacksmith, could be a god.
However, Mei Guels looked indifferent, and asked Lu Xiang to create a set of armor for himself that was exactly the same as that on Emperor Zhu Wuhuang.
Immediately afterwards, Hao Yourong raised his hand to move the Great Zhu Wuhuang, who was still in a coma, in the air, and the purple light in his fingertips quickly poured into the body of the Great Zhu Wuhuang.
And his realm is also climbing at an extremely terrifying speed, and the invisible barrier seems to have been broken down before he knows it......
Everyone was quietly watching this scene, until countless purple rays escaped from the body of Emperor Zhu Wuhuang, and they exclaimed one after another.
They sensed that the purple rays that had escaped between the heavens and the earth were rapidly repairing the land that had been destroyed before.
"This, how can it be ......"
Countless purple rays spread extremely fast, and where they spread, the sky dome gradually healed, and the raging black water shrank back into the ground, revealing the mottled surface.
The dead trees reborn small verdant green, the river gradually clarified, and the giant mountains slowly condensed.
It seemed like it lasted for a long time, and it seemed like it was only for a moment.
When the rising sun dispels the darkness, all those who survive wept secretly.
After doing all this, Hao Yourong did not stay, and dragged the Great Zhu Wuhuang to leave here.
"Wait a minute......
"Wait. ”
Two voices came out of the mouths of Meguels and Lu Xiang respectively.
The two glanced at each other, and then ran to Hao Yourong at the same time.
"This knife can be returned to its owner. The humanoid Magals took the Haoshen Saber from his waist and handed it to Hao Yourong, and then pretended to be relaxed and said, "Don't forget to tell this guy that Magels, who is a dragon, has recognized him as a brother. ”
Hao Yourong raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You guy has been here for so long, but there has really been a little change." ”
Maguels scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
Immediately afterwards, Hao Yourong took down the long sword in the hand of Emperor Zhu Wu and prepared to return it to Lu Xiang.
Lu Xiang shook his head and said with a bit of hope, "I hope that this Xinhao God can wear this sword I built for him." ”
Hearing this, Hao Yourong nodded and said, "Yes." ”
As if recognized, Lu Xiang finally grinned.
"In return, you can leave here with me. Hao Yourong added.
However, Lu Xiang shook his head without hesitation, "I, I won't leave, although I am no longer what I was back then, but I am still stuck in the past, it is better to stay here all the time, enlightenment or death." ”
Hao Yourong was noncommittal, and after nodding, he was ready to leave with Emperor Zhu Wu.
"Lord Messenger," Lu Xiang wanted to speak and stopped, but finally couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask that, is it still there?"
Hao Yourong turned his back to him, shook his head, and said "incarnate invisible", and then completely disappeared into this boundless exile realm with Emperor Zhu Wu.
Lu Xiang stood in place, stunned.
All the characters here are rapidly disappearing, they may always stay in a certain moment in their minds, and they may not see each other again for a long time to come, but when they think about it, they are suddenly vivid.
And this realm of exile seems to have returned to the moment when it was first created.