The stone tablets in the royal tomb were recovered at an astonishing speed, and with the restoration of the stone tablets, the huge magic array set up by Yun Kongjun himself also resumed its operation.

A huge force that pulls the world and everything gathers on the stone tablet along the track of space and even time. At this moment, all living beings on the vast land of the Cloud Kingdom were summoned by the stone tablet, releasing an unpredictable mysterious force to fight against the source that threatened all this.

"Yun Kongjun, the root of your resurrection from the dead is that King Yunyang lost his virtue. Otherwise, this stone tablet that maintains its national destiny and suppresses its national destiny will not reveal the flaws that will revive you. The loss of morality of the king is indeed the most serious evil deed that damages the country's fortune. King Yunyang instructs his subordinates to slaughter the villagers of his country, and his crimes are unforgivable, and even a hundred deaths cannot be redeemed. Therefore, no matter how he compensates it afterwards, the scars on the stone tablet are irreversible. But on the other hand, the king's sage virtue can make the country's fortune unprecedentedly strong, and any crack can be compensated. Indeed, although King Yunyang has heroic spirit, he can make up for the country's fortunes.

But there is no sacred virtue, but Princess Yunyue, the daughter of King Yunyang, possesses the most rare virtue in the royal family: sacrifice and dedication. She is willing to make up for her father's sins with her own death, and is willing to make the whole world of Yun country with her own sacrifice. Although her wish is immature, she also has innocence. Such a virtue can be a saint. Therefore, when I realized that Princess Yunyue has this rare qualification, I thought of a simple way. As long as the unethical king abdicates the throne, all the problems will be solved, right?"

"Of course, the abdication ceremony involves too many things, and it is impossible to follow the normal procedures in a short period of time. But there is also a trick: when it is related to the life and death of the country, only the king, successor, and a respected witness can perform the simplest abdication ceremony, which is what you have just seen. The sachet is my modified mustard bag, and it contains the jade seal of the Kingdom of Yun. When the jade seal falls into Yunyue's hand, the king's sage virtues are brought back to its original state. Even the only hidden danger, the poison on Yunyue's body, was removed by you, so that there is no omission in the whole thing. Isn't it very interesting?"

Wang Lu's slightly smug smile completely angered Yun Kongjun.

"Boy, you dare to play such tricks in front of me."

The sounds in the royal tomb are sometimes like thunders thunders, thrilling, sometimes like rolling waves, soft and hard. In the fierce changes of hardness and softness, fast and slowness, they inevitably become distorted and fantastic.

Wang Lu held on to the Wuxiang Sword Siege, letting the outside world change thousands of times, and only firmly guarded the three-meter-long radius. From the pure sword light, it would be difficult for anyone to see that he had used his innate vitality.

However, the biggest reason for maintaining the siege of the three-zhang sword was Yun Kongjun's sharp weakness. At the moment when the stone tablet was repaired by itself, his power fell from its peak to a low point, which was even weaker than when he woke up two days ago, and this weakness was still intensifying. Although his roar did not diminish, he had no power of life and death. Otherwise, Wang Lu would not even be able to protect himself, so how could he protect the two mortals behind him?

After a moment of stalemate, the situation finally gradually slid to one side. Wang Lu's sword surround became more and more stable, while Yun Kongjun's roar became more and more angry.

"Boy, I will make you die in such a miserable way. You will always wail for your stupidity under the humiliation of tens of millions of ancient insects."

"I will let you receive new punishment every day, and repeat endlessly in the painful cycle of life and death. I will cut every person you cherish into pieces in front of you, crushing your bones and ashes."

"I curse you and I curse you in ragged clothes, hair falls off, sweat is like pus, stench is plagued, and my mind is in a trance"

Every roar and every curse of Yun Kongjun was not just a strong sound, but a brilliant and mysterious magic that attacked Wang Lu in all directions. Once Wang Lu had any omissions, the Wuxiang Sword Siege would collapse, and he would die under Yun Kongjun's crazy counterattack.

With the peak of the Nascent Soul method, this attack is not only amazing in strength, but also incredibly weird and difficult to prevent. The Nascent Soul cultivator's use of power is so brilliant that it is far above the virtual pill. Logically speaking, there is no Void Pill cultivator in the world who can save his life under Yun Kongjun's counterattack at no cost.

However, Yun Kongjun encountered Wang Lu. No Void Pill Cultivator in the world can compete with him for defense. Although Wang Lu's Wuxiangjian technique has only been practicing to the forty-fifth level, and is simply out of reach from the master's supreme realm of more than 100 levels, under Yun Kongjun's various changes, he responds to all changes and blocks all attacks.

This is also a rare opportunity for Wang Lu. He was penetrated and attacked by Yun Kongjun with various means, his Wuxiang Sword Qi, Wuxiang Sword Bone... Everything in the Wuxiang Meridian system has been subjected to unprecedented severe tests. How could the monk at the peak of the Nascent Soul be an ordinary person? Even if his power is greatly weakened and suppressed, the means the other party can use is still far above him.

Every roar and every curse contains the Nascent Soul monk's understanding of the magical ways and the entire world. The use of power is exquisite and efficient than his small virtual pill. What's even more terrifying is that every attack by the other party seems to be attacking from a place he has never expected or imagined. Sometimes he is even at a loss when he is almost at a loss.

However, it was also at this time that the ascetic practice over the past year had amazing results. Sometimes, relying on the powerful deduction ability to speculate, sometimes relying on the keen intuition provided by the immortal heart of the formless immortal, and sometimes relying on the law of the formless engraved in the jade mansion and sword bones... Wang Lu solved the problem given to him by Yun Kongjun at an astonishing speed. Many tricks that were difficult to truly understand during ascetic practice were also integrated one by one at this time, and a brand new door shone brightly in front of Wang Lu's eyes.

With the rapid consumption of mana and the burning of innate vitality, Wang Lu only felt that his strength was rising steadily, because with the same power, he could already exert higher efficiency. He had been confronting Yun Kongjun for a while, but he seemed to have experienced a long period of retreat and gained a lot of benefits.

On the other hand, Yun Kongjun became increasingly unsustainable. He had thousands of means and could not break Wang Lu's Wuxiangjian surround, and could not kill Princess Yunyue sitting on the soft bed. He could not overturn the suppression stone tablet pressing above his head. He gradually realized that he had lost the opportunity to turn the tables.

However, he was still unwilling to give up. He was at the end of his strength, so why didn't his opponents be? Although Wang Lu's sublimation is clearly visible, his mana consumption is also clearly visible. He is a virtual pill rather than a golden pill. The self-generating speed of mana is not fast. Even if he is a golden pill monk, he cannot withstand the mana consumption surrounded by Wuxiangjian. As long as he persists for a while, he will have exhausted his mana.

There is no need to wait until Wang Lu's magic power is exhausted, because the weaker the magic power, the more difficult it is to support the Wuxiang Sword Siege and the easier it is to make mistakes. Wang Lu's ability to support the Nascent Soul Peak relies on perfect defense, and as long as he reveals a little flaw, the seemingly perfect Wuxiang Siege will collapse immediately.

However, just when Yun Kongjun had clearly felt that Wang Lu was about to run out of his magic power before him, he suddenly saw Wang Lu sigh, and reached into his waist with his left hand, took out a small crystal blue porcelain bottle, bounced the bottle plug with his thumb, and then put the bottle mouth into his mouth.

The next moment, Wang Lu's magic power suddenly returned to its peak level. Wang Lu's expression was excited, and the flaws that had been vaguely revealed in the sword siege disappeared without a trace.

"you?"

At this moment, Yun Kongjun even briefly stopped his attack and looked at Wang Lu incredibly. Wang Lu curled his lips: "Have you seen someone taking drugs?"

Ha, taking drugs... Not bad, how can an elite disciple like him who is from a well-known sect have no magic medicine? Although the medicine that can instantly restore magic power is precious, he must have it.

After thinking about this section, Yun Kongjun simply lost the desire to continue to resist and competed with a monk full of magic pills for patience? How foolish can come up with such an idea?

After a long silence, Yun Kongjun spoke again, but his voice seemed much softer.

"Very good, it's really eye-opening."

In the royal tomb, Yun Kongjun's voice floated like a ghost, and it lasted for a long time.

"You did use your little trick to successfully plot against me once. Such an experience was unprecedented in my lifetime, and it was indeed eye-opening."

Wang Lu still insisted on the Wuxiangjian Surrounding and nodded: "Thank you for your praise. If I hadn't been determined and unintentional, I would have dealt with me for the first time when I met."

"Hmph, you don't have to show off your victory with such a seemingly modest but actually arrogant attitude." Yun Kongjun smiled coldly, "Do you think the matter is over?"

Wang Lu said: "Of course not. There are still two tails left. One is the dwarf named Yun Chang, which requires me to take some time. The other is, do you mean the toxic water in my chest?"

Yun Kongjun smiled even more proudly: "I know Yun Chang is not your opponent. In order to reply as soon as possible these days, I have absorbed all his vitality. After seeing your sword surround, I don't think that the toxic waters in the past can do anything to you. But do you think that you only know how to keep your hands on doing things?"

Wang Lu gradually had a bad premonition in his heart. Yun Kongjun was right. He is not the only smart person in the world. He fights with the weak and the strong. The biggest chance of winning is to have a deliberate calculation but not intentional. However, is Yun Kongjun really unprepared from beginning to end?

For a thousand-year-old monster, this kind of conjecture is too naive.

Just as I thought of this festival, suddenly, a cough came from behind, and blood was crossing Wang Lu's shoulders and landing on his feet.

There is no need to look back. Wang Lu also guessed that there was something wrong with Princess Yunyue, and Yun Kongjun really took advantage of his work.

Listening to the increasingly rapid coughing sound behind him, Wang Lu couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling a sense of heroic feeling of Shan Jiuren.

Some things may not be solved successfully in the end.

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