Chapter 282 (2/2)
”Of course it's xuanjing!” when his palm turned over, a xuanjie appeared in his hand. Xiao Tianfeng waved, and thousands of xuanjing of various levels poured out: ”just like this!”
Greedily absorbed the aura emitted from xuanjing. Fubo was intoxicated and said, ”I don't know how many years I haven't enjoyed the feeling of aura pouring into my body.”
”Why are you stunned? Come on!” Emperor Xuan took the lead in jumping on Fu Bo.
Fu Bo was originally a xuanzun strong man. Every time he absorbed a little aura, his strength would increase a lot. While he can cope now, he must not let things get worse.
Aware that things were developing to the worst, the strong men in the underworld dared not neglect it at all, and roared and attacked.
In the face of Emperor Xuan's all-out attack, Fubo waved to resist lightly, and the other hand constantly absorbed the scattered xuanjing into his palm to supplement his consumption.
The fierce battle was in full swing.
Originally still stationed in the ordinary area of the underworld, the strong once again dispatched a group of strong people to support.
Listening to the news from the special area, the eyes of thousands of prisoners in the cage finally took on the color of hope. They held the iron fence tightly with both hands, turned their heads and looked at the special area, with a thick tension on their faces.
”Hum!” the space in the special area was suddenly shocked. Fuber suddenly ejected a mouthful of blood, retreated and squinted at a place.
I don't know when there is a dry figure standing there.
”Hey, I didn't expect to see such a scene first when I left the pass! Blessed one, it's wrong for you to bully a young man like this.” the old man with silver hair and dry hair stood there like a sculpture. However, such an old man exuded a special smell, as if he had put himself and others in another world.
In that world, the dry old man is the master, who can kill and seize all life in it.
Is this the unique field of xuanzun's strong? Being in it, my young master doesn't have the slightest resistance! Xiao Tianfeng was stiff and full of horror.
Emperor Xuan's strong people all have their own potential, which is very effective for people who are lower than their own realm; When you become a field, it means that you have become a powerful person in xuanzun, a respected person in Xuanzhong, and a famous strong person on the mainland.
”Hehe, it makes sense for you to imprison me here?” Fubo sneered. Although it was still early to his peak of recovery, his thin body stood upright and had a detached momentum.
Fubo can be the top strongman in xuanzun. If he really doesn't look up to the old guy with a near longevity in front of him at ordinary times, he is far from the top. If he really fights, he can only die himself.
But even so, he is not afraid of a war. The strong have their own dignity. As long as they are qualified for World War I, they will never live as before.
Shaking his head, xuanzun said in a low voice, ”it's useless to say more. The underworld has its own rules. Since you cross the line, it can only erase you.”
”Rules? It's just a means for a self proclaimed master to control others. In the eyes of this audience, your so-called rules are nothing but bullshit and worthless!”
The long light voice broke the tense atmosphere between the two sides. Even the body of xuanzun in the underworld trembled slightly, and the field shrouded in everyone's body converged back as quickly as being bitten by a snake.
Xuanzun of the underworld and the strong man of Xuandi swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, staring at the deepest part of the prison, as if waiting for the emergence of a great beast.
In the deep prison, a handsome man sat quietly on his knees, with endless vicissitudes in his invisible deep eyes. Between each breath, piles of top-grade xuanjing in front of him turned into pieces of powder.