Chapter 249 (1/2)

In nearly two years, since Tao Yunqian and WAN Liancheng were abandoned and killed by Luo Xiu, the ancestor of Zifu spent resources to cultivate two Wu Jun.

One of them is the old man with purple clothes who was wounded by Luoxiu, and a middle-aged man with short stature, who is also a great realm of Wu Jun.

However, the middle-aged Wu Jun was pale and seriously injured at the moment. He was not injured by Luo Xiu, but was severely hit by Mu Zixiu's warship, which was controlled by Mu Zixiu. The energy aftershock of the explosion affected him.

Under Wu Jun, there was no enemy of unity. Luo Xiu didn't need to do anything about his divine sense. He could easily break the sea of consciousness of these people by attacking with his soul.

Looking at the disciples being killed like pigs and dogs in the slaughterhouse, the faces of the old man in purple and the middle-aged man became pale.

The ancestor fled, but their two masters of martial arts, facing a young man who only had the cultivation of King Wu, had an overwhelming sense of fear.

In particular, the old man in purple clothes had personally felt the strength of Luoxiu, so he almost didn't have any hesitation, and he just wanted to escape quickly.

Because he knew very well that after the end of Zifu palace, as long as he could still live, he could live happily wherever he went, depending on his status as a strong man.

Suddenly, the old man in purple clothes felt a threat coming from behind him. His face changed slightly, and he immediately gathered Zhenyuan to fight behind him.

Boom!

Under the five color magic light, Zhenyuan collapsed, and the body of the old man in purple clothes was suddenly struck by lightning and flew out.

”Damned bastard!”

The old man in purple was furious in his chest. He didn't expect that Luoxiu would pursue him relentlessly.

He spewed out a mouthful of blood, quickly pinched the mark between his palms and fingers, and the purple Zhenyuan quickly condensed in front of him, turning into a purple sword gang with a length of more than ten meters.

Just waiting for the old man in purple to strike out, Luoxiu's figure suddenly disappeared in his perception, and then a dangerous breath appeared behind him.

”Blink again?”

The old man in purple was shocked, but it was too late to respond.

He immediately felt that he had been stabbed by Luoxiu in his back. He was already injured. Even in his heyday, he could not resist such a sword.

Poof!

The purple clothes old man opened his mouth and ejected a blood arrow. The original dent of the armor on his back was attacked again, and the sound of bone fragmentation was heard from his body.

The fierce pain twisted the face of the old man in purple clothes. At the same time, he was extremely shocked. Because he had no resistance in the face of Luoxiu's attack. If so, he would fall here today.

Escape! You have to run away!

The old man in purple clothes forced himself to calm down and took out a purple talisman from the storage ring.

This is a seven level imperial wind talisman. Because the Zifu palace master and WAN Liancheng were killed and injured one by one, the ancestor gave him a seven level Rune to protect his life after he broke through the realm of Wu Jun.

When the old man in purple took out the seventh level talisman, Luoxiu's mouth was filled with a sneer.

Not to say it's just a seven level talisman. Even if it's the flying speed of the emperor of Wu level, it may not be able to match the speed of the clean spirit wing.

Click!

At the moment when the talisman was crushed and excited, a blue light covered the old man in purple clothes. In an instant, the speed soared and fled to the sky in the distance.

Bang!

Behind Luoxiu, the clean spirit wing waved, and the space around the shock became distorted. The same speed surged and quickly caught up with him.

The old man in purple was completely desperate, because he found that even if he had inspired the seven level imperial wind talisman, he was still overtaken by Luoxiu.

At the next moment, the old man in purple felt the pain of tearing his heart. A sword gang with five colors of divine light was penetrating his body.

The figure of the old man in purple clothes suddenly stopped. He looked at Luoxiu with dull eyes, and the corners of his mouth gushed out blood.

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, and his Spirit Wings trembled slightly, so he appeared directly in front of the old man in purple clothes. His right hand palms and fingers condensed the force of the five elements principle. He directly stabbed the opponent's elixir with a puff and seized a gold elixir stained with blood.

The pupil of the old man in purple suddenly enlarges, a crazy idea is full of resentment, and a purple light shoots out from his eyebrow.

The purple light was so bright that it gave off a majestic breath of soul. It was amazing that the old man in purple gathered his strength of the original God before he died. Even if he died, he would also be severely damaged.

However, Luo Xiu's mouth is filled with disdain, ”beyond his capacity.”

The body of the old man in purple broke with a bang.

As for the purple light that he shot out before he died, he was suddenly stopped when he flew to Luoxiu.

Behind Luoxiu, a towering figure appeared, several feet high, surrounded by black and white light.In fact, there is not much difference between the real yuan Shen and Luoxiu's pseudo God.

The empty shadow of the yuan God was hit with one hand, and the purple light that the old man in purple clothes was condensed into before he died was directly crushed.

Then, Luo Xiu's eyes turned to the middle-aged man. He was the last martial king under the Purple Palace.

Boom!

Yuan Shen Xu Ying's body spreads out the majestic spirit breath. When he kills the old man in purple clothes, the middle-aged Wu Jun who has escaped far away is suddenly shocked.

Because he sensed, a breath, across the barrier of space, has locked him in.

”Wugong mountain was killed?” Middle aged Wu Jun's face became extremely ugly. Wu Gong Shan was the name of the old man in purple clothes.