Chapter 1282： Very backbone, isnt it (1/2)
At least this loss must be made up.
So he shot it himself.
Only seeing Lu Yuanxing do it himself, Mu Yun was full of fists.
Although he is a second-rank true immortal now, since reaching the realm of true immortality, his true soul really has skyrocketed.
Mu Yun estimated that this had nothing to do with his identity in the previous life.
Now, his spirit power is at the sixteenth level, unless he encounters the sixth-rank true immortal realm, his spirit power will be transformed and can be condensed into a real attack.
Otherwise, the Fifth-Rank True Immortal can only rely on the vigorous immortal spirit and the tyrannical immortal law to kill him.
Immortal spirit!
He is now a Second-Rank True Immortal, and his body's Yuanli Pill Rotary and Immortal Qi Pill Rotation work together, and the recovery speed is also extremely fast, which is better than the third-Rank True Immortal.
As for the fairy law, the fairy law in my mind, now, I can easily pick it up. In the act of the fairy law, I am afraid that no one can compare him!
Knowing this, Mu Yun naturally didn't worry about his safety at all.
All he thought was to fight Lu Yuanxing to see what kind of situation he could reach with his current strength.
Lu Yuanxing shouted: ”You spread out, don't let this kid run away!”
”Yes!”
When Lu Yuanxing's words fell, everyone immediately dispersed.
At this moment, all they thought was that they could kill Mu Yun at this moment.
This guy, inexplicably, gave them a great threat.
Lu Yuanxing felt very interesting.
”kill!”
One step out, Lu Yuanxing directly out.
...
The land of the tomb of the gods is vast and boundless.
It seems to be a completely independent space. In this space, what is formed from the outside world is generally the same, and there is no special place.
The only special thing is that the heaven and earth immortal aura here is extremely rich, and the disciples who fight each other here recover quickly.
The entire holy tomb seems to have a clear regional division.
In the five major regions, the weather and climate, in general, are not very different, but the uniqueness of each other makes everyone feel different.
The biggest difference is the color of the ground.
In the area where Mu Yun was located, the ground color was similar to that of the outside world, so there was nothing wrong with him.
But the disciples in other areas can clearly see it.
Some are on red land, some are on blue land, some are on green land, and some are on golden land.
Five areas, divided into categories.
At this moment, above the golden earth.
A figure stood proudly.
That figure stood on top of a mountain.
At this moment, under the mountain top, a group of silhouettes, lying there, had already turned into corpses.
At the foot of the figure in the black robe, there was a half-dead figure stepping on it.
”Wu Qiuyu, disciple of the Fifth Peak of the 33rd Heavenly Sword Gate, the realm of the Ninth Stage True Immortal!”
The black robe figure looked at the person under her feet and slowly said, ”Let's talk about it, why did you shoot me?”
”Hmph, Xuantian, I am incompetent when I am defeated by you. I want to kill or pluck, whatever you want!” Wu Qiuyu suddenly raised his head and looked at Xuantian fiercely.
”Very backbone, isn't it?”
Xuantian snorted and said: ”I, the Profound Shamen, as the overlord of the Northern Sword Region, a gold-level force, is named Profound Shamen because some unknown secret methods are extremely evil. I think, You should be able to live it!”
Xuantian's words fell, and between his hands, a gray aura gradually flowed out.
Those gray auras turned into silk threads, entangled directly, and entered Wu Qiuyu's body.
”what……”
Between the mountains, screams suddenly sounded.
”Now, can you say it?”
Xuantian squatted down, looked at Wu Qiuyu at her feet, and smiled: ”This is just the beginning. If you can continue to carry it down, I can increase the means!”
”I said, I said!”
Wu Qiuyu's eyes suddenly protruded and his Adam's apple protruded, and said, ”Zongmen selected disciples from different levels of Thirty-Three Peaks and divided them into five districts, ready to kill you all at once!”
”Oh?”
Xuan Tiansen smiled and said, ”Who else is there besides me?”
”There are also the four outstanding geniuses of Sixiangxuan, the two great geniuses of Life and Death Zongsheng Pavilion and Si Pavilion, and Qu Yiming and Wang Xinya of Jiuxian Pavilion!”
”What about the rest?”
”Other people, let them live and die, survive, and become the top 100 disciples of my 33rd Heavenly Sword Sect.”
Wu Qiuyu's voice was almost hoarse.
”It seems that you, 33 Heavenly Sword Sect, are planning very well!”
Xuantian sneered and said: ”Every once in a while, the four major gold rank forces pay you enough tributes to ensure your high status, but now, you still want to squeeze us?”
”Are we afraid of rebellion?”
”Hehe, 33 Heavenly Sword Sect, absolutely does not allow a proud man of heaven who can threaten the existence of the Sword Sect. The Mietianyan 30,000 years ago dealt a big blow to those old things!”
”Furthermore, ten thousand years ago, Lin Wenxuan, a heavenly swordsman after the extinction of Tianyan, was beheaded by Lu Qingfeng. The 33 Heavenly Sword Sect has always regarded this as a shame and is unwilling to tell outsiders.”
Hearing this, Xuantian stunned and said, ”Lin Wenxuan is dead? He was killed by Lu Qingfeng? No wonder you said that this holy tomb is Lu Qingfeng's tomb. I think it is Lin Wenxuan's tomb?”
”Humph!”