Chapter 42: The Barbarian King Escapes from Trouble and the Ghost Boy Dies

It seemed that it was because he had been suppressed for a long time, or because the ghost boy had been hit hard, the barbarian king at this moment was obviously extremely angry, and the billowing blue and black qi rose from his body, and his eyes were already blood-red.

"Roar!"

The Barbarian King roared violently, and as the entire hall shook, his figure flashed, and he was already shooting towards the southern light that was lifted away with boundless momentum.

"Damn!"

Nanguang shouted violently, his body swirled in the air, and he had already landed on a low mountain in Liu Tianfeng's Immortal Light Domain, and the rolling blood qi rose from his body, he raised his hand and made a move backwards, and suddenly, with the flash of fire, the volcano behind him instantly shrunk countless times, and came to him, as he exhaled, he held the shrunken volcano, and slammed towards the fist of the barbarian king!

Fast! unbeatably fast!

Heavy! unbearable weight!

This is the feeling of Nanguang when he rushed to the barbarian king's angry punch after facing the predicament.

With a bang, it was like a punch on the oven, and under the heavy punch of the barbarian king, Nanguang's shrunken volcano was suddenly blasted open a big hole, and with a crisp click, the bones in his arms were suddenly broken, but the barbarian king's fist was still not finished, and it slammed into his chest like thunder.

With a bang, accompanied by a sound of bone cracking, the low mountain under Nanguang's body collapsed on the spot, and then his whole person was directly blasted into the soil layer below by the barbarian king's punch.

The barbarian king's strong and boundless ** strength, at this moment, is fully revealed, and Nanguang, who is famous for his physique, also can't withstand the power of his punch!

"Ancestor!"

Seeing that Nanguang was invincible and injured, Nanhua couldn't help but shout angrily, but unfortunately because of Liu Tianfeng's realm, it has become incomparably wide within the world, and he is in it, not to mention that his strength is not enough, even if he has that strength, in the face of the extreme speed of the barbarian king, it can be said that he is beyond the reach of the whip!

Fortunately, Nanguang's strength is indeed extraordinary, and at the beginning, he reduced part of the barbarian king's fist power with the shrinking realm world, yes, although he was smashed by the barbarian king, and it seemed that he was hit hard, but in fact, the origin was not damaged, and since his body and the power of qi and blood, that little injury was nothing at all.

With a boom, Nanguang rose from under the ground in another place, and then he swept away into the distance with great speed, looking at his appearance, I am afraid that he will not face the barbarian king alone!

Seeing that although Nanguang was injured, it was not as heavy as he imagined, Nanhua couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Hey, the bastard of the Zhuge family is really untrustworthy, you will look good in the future!"

Looking at the barbarian king who was like a god and a demon, defeating Nanguang with one punch, Wei Wuji, who was standing in the domain of immortal light, couldn't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness, such a battle, with his strength, let alone participate, even if he got a little closer, he could be swept away by the aftermath, and he would be seriously injured or killed.

As if sensing the fluctuation of the aura on Wei Wuji's body, Buddha Bodhi said in a deep voice: "Daoist friends don't need to be discouraged and arrogant

Fei Bo, among his peers, should be like Fang Youzhe and Senior Brother Fang, with his eyes on a high place, in his eyes, anyone who is temporarily in front of him is just an object that he will surpass in the future. ”

He said in a long tone: "You must know that on the path of cultivation, everything you have experienced will determine your future, such a battle, the degree of tragedy naturally cannot be compared with Luofengpo, but the evolution of the Dao Yun and the reincarnation realm involved is rare, not comparable there!"

Long Jiu on the side said with a look of approval: "The battle between the innate level supreme powers, the use of the power of the realm after the reincarnation realm, these are rare in ordinary days!"

Wei Wuji nodded and said, "What the two of you said is very true, and you are just sighing for a while, don't worry too much!"

Then he looked at the golden mountain in the distance that locked the ghost boy firmly, and said with a moving expression: "It seems that they are all staying strong!"

Buddha Bodhi bowed his head and said: "The battle between the innate beings, the movement will destroy the mountains and seas, and the land will sink into the land, if they didn't have some scruples, worried about causing the change of the Barbarian Blood Throne, I'm afraid this place would have long since ceased to exist!"

Wei Wuji said with a puzzled expression: "Since the Brute Blood Throne is so special, once it appears, there should be more than these people coming to fight for it, right?"

Buddha Bodhi sighed when he heard this, but did not make a sound.

Nanhua also remained silent, as if he wanted to stop talking.

Only Long Jiu snorted coldly and said: "The others want to come, but there is the Glass Fairyland here, if they want to come, I'm afraid they have to weigh themselves first, do they have the ability to take it from the Southern Wilderness!"

Wei Wuji was stunned when he heard this: "What the Nine Girls mean is that no matter who gets the people of the Southern Wilderness in the end, the Glass Fairyland will not care, but if the people of the Southern Wilderness get it, then it's another matter!"

Long Jiu's delicate nose shrugged and said, "What do you think?"

Then her voice sank and said: "What's more, the throne here is just a concrete projection of the real Barbarian Blood Throne, not its physical existence, and no one will come at the risk of offending the Glass Fairyland!"

Wei Wuji was stunned when he heard this: "Figurative projection, what's the situation?"

Buddha Bodhi said in a deep voice: "According to legend, in ancient times, there were three kinds of thrones of gold, silver and bronze between heaven and earth, and whoever could get and be recognized could become the true master of this heaven and earth.

Long Jiu continued the words of Buddha Bodhi: "And those so-called thrones that are circulating today, except for a limited number of them, are all concrete projections of the remaining thrones, not their physical existence!"

Wei Wou-Ki said in a deep voice, "Then what's the use of these figurative projections?"

Nanhua couldn't help but interject: "Brother Wuji, don't underestimate these figurative projections, although they are just projections, but they carry some of the power of their ontology, and they can even sense the location of their ontology with the help of the connection between them and the ontology

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Wei Wuji was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then he carefully recalled the bronze throne under the Demon Throat, and sure enough, there were some differences from the one under the Ghost Boy before.

How to say it, although the ghost boy's one looks really extraordinary, a little power that erupts at will can pierce and suppress the innate level residual wood, but compared with the one in the devil's throat, it is a little worse than the Dao Yun and a little less natural qi!

At that moment, he groaned and said, "Then what the War King got back then was just a projection?"

Nanhua shook his head and said, "No, in ancient times, the War King got the Brute Blood Throne, which is different from this one here!"

Wei Wuji said: "It seems that these thrones have spirits, and once the person who obtains them dies, they will flee!"

Buddha Bodhi said: "Yes, everything in heaven and earth has spirits, once their master falls, they will escape into the void and hide as soon as possible, and then wait for the next master to appear!"

Wei Wuji sighed: "A figurative projection can allow a character like the Barbarian King to set foot in the realm of immortality, and it seems that the ontological power of those thrones is even more earth-shattering!"

Long Jiu bowed his head with a serious face and said, "Before coming here, Long Ao Ancestor once told that the true Brute Blood Throne, the greatest power that erupts from it is an existence that is close to the Immortal Realm, let me be extra careful, don't be careless!"

With a hiss, Wei Wuji gasped and was close to the Immortal Realm? Wasn't that almost the same existence as the Immortal Flame's body! That was the realm that endless beings had to look up to!

"Barbarian!"

Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar interrupted the conversation between the four of Wei Wuji, and when they raised their eyes, they saw the ghost boy who was firmly locked by Zhuge Wuji, and the blood wave on his body was boiling to the extreme, and he struggled hard, trying to get rid of Zhuge Wuji's shackles, and at the same time his mouth let out a series of calls!

Suddenly, when the barbarian king heard the call and swept towards the ghost boy like a phantom, with the flash of the sword, a holy sword and a sword of holy light descended from the sky, deeply passing through the ghost boy's shoulders and nailing him firmly to the golden mountain.

With a flash of golden light, Zhuge Wuself had already revealed his true body from the golden mountain, and with a wave of his left arm with a solemn face, chains of golden light stretched out from that arm, tightly winding the ghost boy again, until he was sure that the ghost boy could not break free in a short period of time, he stopped!

With a snort, Liu Tianfeng fell in front of the ghost boy with a hint of pride, he glanced at the ghost boy who couldn't move, and his breath looked a little sluggish, and said indifferently: "Ghost boy, you are too naΓ―ve, do you think that thousands of years have passed, and the wisdom and practice of the human race have not made the slightest progress?" Don't you know that you are outdated!"

"Jie Ji ......"

The ghost boy's voice came from under the chains, and he sneered, "Do you really think that the deity has been defeated like this?"

"Huh!"

Liu Tianfeng smiled softly and said, "Do you still want to turn over?"

"Ghost Boy!

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Zhuge Wuself shouted loudly: "For the sake of your contribution to the Southern Wilderness, why don't you release Ruan Lingyu and the remnant wood and hand over the Brute Blood Throne?"

"Kill?"

The ghost boy said jokingly: "Even with you ants, dare to speak out in front of the deity?"

Liu Tianfeng snorted coldly and said: "Don't count on it, with the power of the Holy Sword transformed by Yuebai and the Sword of Old Husband's Holy Light, I am afraid that your corrupt body barbarian king will not be able to drive it." ”

The ghost boy glanced at Liu Tianfeng's gaze, and sure enough, the barbarian king who had originally rushed over was standing on a big rock with a blank face at the moment, as if he was at a loss because he had lost the call and drive of the ghost boy, and he couldn't know his specific location, so he fell into a state of confusion.

The ghost boy glanced at the barbarian king very casually, and then he said coldly: "Do you think the deity is talking about him?"

Zhuge Wuself looked at Mo Zhi, who was already a little overwhelmed under the endless thunder of the thunder in the distance, and said: "He's even worse!"

"Haha......"

The ghost boy suddenly let out a long and extremely hideous laugh, and he looked at Liu Tianfeng murderously and said, "Since you are from the Glass Fairyland, you must have heard that there is a difference between immortals and mortals, and the saints and demons are the same?"

Liu Tianfeng was stunned when he heard this, and then his face sank and said, "How is it possible?"

The ghost boy said with a cold face: "So you have too little knowledge, do you think that the deity is just a new body of the barbarian king?

Speaking of this, he laughed and said, "Thanks to you, let you see what the real ghost boy is!"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "War Blood Throne" with more like-minded people, " ", talk about life, find a confidant~