At the bottom of the abyss of the Immortal Pool in the Broken Immortal Palace, the illusion created by Wu Kun trembled sharply, as if it had been hit by a hurricane. The pavilions were shattered, the earth was cracked, and the flying spiritual birds and butterflies exploded one after another, demonstrating his anger at this time.
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"Boy! No one has dared to talk to me like this in how many years. You are the first one," Wu Kun's handsome face became ferocious and he said angrily, "You are also the last one!"
Xu Yulong quickly retreated and stood on a huge rock. He shrugged and said with a smile: "The people facing you are too useless. Otherwise, how could they not see that you are a prisoner?"
When Wu Kun heard this, his complexion changed drastically. He was as pale as paper. He looked like he had seen a ghost. He shouted with anger and anger: "What on earth are you talking about? I'm a prisoner? Hahahaha, lies!"
Wu Kun's eyes were like a cold soldier, flashing with sharp light, staring fiercely at Xu Yulong who had a smile on his face.
Xu Yulong smiled casually and said thoughtfully: "Before entering this fairy palace, someone told me an old story. He said that in ancient times, there was an evil cultivator who relied on devouring other people's souls to improve themselves.
Dao Xing, unexpectedly, he reached the realm of the Lord of the Great Dao by accident, and then was beheaded by someone with a sword, and his body was thrown away unknown where..."
Xu Yulong changed his voice, looked at Wu Kun, whose face was gradually becoming distorted, and said with a smile: "Tell me, where was the body of this evil cultivator thrown? Do you know?"
Wu Kun let out a roar, like a demonic sound penetrating his ears. The shaky illusion collapsed, and reality gradually emerged from the illusion.
"Who are you? Who are you? What is your relationship with the sword master?"
At the bottom of the Immortal Pond is a dark red land, vast and boundless, like a big mountain that has been pulled away abruptly, leaving a mess on the ground.
Countless bones covered the ground, and behind Wu Kun there was a huge skeleton temple that reached up to the sky!
The bones are dressed in different styles of clothing, all broken and swaying in the wind. This is the place where monks from different eras died!
Wu Kun has turned into a white skeleton, sitting on the bone throne, with murderous aura and hatred in his body!
Behind him, a snow-white rune floated in the air, raining down endless flames and turning into countless flame chains, tightly sealing his whole body, preventing him from leaving the throne even half a step!
The dark wind whistled past, blowing the bones and making a whining sound, as if they were crying.
Xu Yulong was stunned by this shocking scene. He did not expect such an extremely bloody scene under the fairy pool. When the cold wind blew, he couldn't help but shudder.
"How many people's souls have been eaten by this!"
Wu Kun gradually calmed down, stood up from the Bone Throne, bowed slightly towards Xu Yulong, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my distinguished guest! I never wanted you to see such an unbearable scene. It seems that my Qi-nurturing Kung Fu has gone through ten years of training.
After tens of thousands of years of precipitation, we still haven’t found our home..."
Xu Yulong's face turned pale when he saw such a graceful and polite man-eating evil spirit, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.
From extreme anger to politeness, there is definitely something fishy in it!
Wu Kun took a step forward and left the bone throne. The snow-white flame runes behind him shone brightly, and the endless rune flames poured down, burning his bone body with crackling sounds.
The flame chains tightened silently, imprisoning Wu Kun and not allowing him much room to move.
Wu Kun opened his jaw slightly, and a consciousness came into Xu Yulong's mind: "You are the successor of the Sword Master, right? I feel the familiar energy in your body, well, it is very similar to the Sword Master."
Wu Kun sighed and said: "I didn't expect that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the sword master has descendants! Oh, by the way, what is the situation in the outside world now? Please tell me carefully, oh, and, the sword master
Dead?"
Xu Yulong clenched the black sword in his hand, flicked the blade, and said slowly amidst the sound of Qingming's sword chant: "If you want to kill me, why bother pretending? Let's fight!"
After saying that, Xu Yulong quickly moved forward, climbed up to the Bone Palace, and pointed the tip of his sword directly at the little spark in Wu Kun's eye socket!
Wu Kun was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, shaking countless bones and rustling, and shouted: "You kid, you like to play your cards without following the routine, I like it! I will be very gentle when I eat your soul later.
, chew it slowly so that you can fully feel the ultimate pain!"
With Wu Kun's loud roar, the Bone Palace suddenly collapsed, and countless bones shattered into slag, burying Xu Yulong inside!
Xu Yulong punched out, and the wind of the punch blew away the bones and debris, and a Qingming side appeared, and then quickly ran out.
I saw Wu Kun's slender hand bones forming a strange seal, cutting off the rune chain, jumping up, and slapping Xu Yulong's face with one palm.
During the leap, the white bones quickly gave birth to muscles, veins, blood, and flesh, and then the skin spread out, and you could even see a blood-red heart beating slowly and thumping in the chest!
The violent heartbeat was like a giant beating a drum, hitting Xu Yulong's heart.
Facing Wu Kun's palm print, Xu Yulong was horrified to find that there was a secret power flowing in it, which was exactly the same power as the immortal skeleton in the outside world!
Xu Yulong roared angrily, running the Dao-Destroying Fist, and smashed a pair of black fists into the palm print with force like breaking a bamboo!
Seeing that the palm seal was broken, Wu Kun let out a light sigh and said with a smile: "What kind of boxing technique is this? How can it be used without relying on spiritual power, magic power or the power of the soul? You can break my martial arts immortal power with one punch, it is really powerful!"
"Is it possible that someone in the later generations has reached this level? It is worthy of praise!"
Xu Yulong's breathing was rapid, his palms were numb, and he couldn't stop trembling. Hearing Wu Kun's words, his heart trembled, and he secretly said: "This secret power is called martial arts immortal power? It is so powerful after being touched by an immortal word. I don't know who the real immortal is.
What kind of state will it be like to exert martial arts immortal power!"
Xu Yulong knew very well that Wu Kun was using words to confuse him, trying to use the word "immortal" to break his heart and win over others without fighting!
But Wu Kun was so wrong!
In the world of cultivating immortals, if a monk of some age hears the words "Martial Dao Immortal Power", his heart will definitely be broken, and at worst, he will run away!
But Xu Yulong will never do it!
It’s not just because Xu Yulong is extremely high-spirited and has a firm belief to move forward!
In his eyes, becoming an immortal is just a journey. The most important thing is that he is just a newbie in spiritual practice and does not have much respect for immortals, so he behaves so indifferently.
"This martial arts power is so powerful, I must find an opportunity to get it! Maybe it will be an opportunity for me to get rid of the shackles of heaven!"
Xu Yulong's mind turned quickly and he thought secretly: "No matter how powerful Wu Kun is, he was only the master of the Dao at his peak. What's more, he was imprisoned for endless years after being killed by the sword master, and it is impossible to reach the realm of immortals! But this martial arts immortal power
It is truly in front of my eyes, I have to believe it..."
Suddenly, Xu Yulong's eyes lit up, he figured out the joints, and thought to himself: "Wu Kun relies on the runes behind him to master the martial arts immortal power! In this Broken Immortal Palace, there is not a single immortal weapon, and the most precious thing is
This rune, maybe this rune is a genuine immortal rune. If I can understand a little bit, wouldn’t this continent be my own?”
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, and he laughed out loud.
Wu Kun frowned, stepped forward, the martial arts power in his palm exploded, boundless white light shot into the sky, and slapped Xu Yulong's head with his palm!
Xu Yulong felt the sharp wind of his palm, quickly gathered his mind, and quickly retreated, not daring to confront the martial arts immortal power head-on!
As a wonderful power inherited from the fairy world, martial arts immortal power is extremely powerful!
Even if Wu Kun has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years and his Taoism has reached rock bottom, he can still control him with this magical power of martial arts!
"This Wu Kun has shattered the rune chain. I think it won't be long before he is dragged back under the rune and continues to suppress. At that time, I will run behind him to a place where I can't hit him and seriously comprehend this martial arts power..."
Thinking of this, Xu Yulong kept moving at the bottom of the fairy pool. He was as light as a swallow and like a flexible snake. He shuttled back and forth among countless bones, dodging Wu Kun's attacks in an attempt to delay time.
Seeing this, Wu Kun sneered, slapped his head, and an illusory soul stepped out from the spiritual platform. It looked like a snow-white skeleton, and its breath was sluggish, as if it would be blown away by the wind in the next second.
After tens of thousands of years passed, the soul could still be pieced together with the sword master's sword. Wu Kun is worthy of being the master of the avenue who is good at the method of the soul!
Xu Yulong suddenly had doubts in his heart: "What kind of avenue is this Wu Kun?"
Suddenly, Wu Kun's skeleton soul really exploded and turned into countless star points, filling the entire bottom of the fairy pool.
Starlight fell on the white bones, and countless white bones began to tremble violently.
A snow-white hand with five fingers stretched out, crawling rapidly among the bones, happened to encounter a rolling arm.
The arm hummed with joy, and after being assembled, it took the hand bones to search for the next part...
After a few breaths, the entire bottom of the Immortal Pond turned into a sea of skeletons!
Countless skeletons squirmed with their broken bodies, holding up the broken weapons in their hands, letting out earth-shattering roars, densely stacked together, and charging towards the stunned Xu Yulong.
"Let me see where you are going!"
Countless white skeletons opened and closed their upper and lower jaws, and roared at the same time, like a demonic sound penetrating the ears, deafening!
Xu Yulong's eyes widened and he wanted to hide, but found that there was nowhere to hide!
Ghost fires rose from the eye sockets of countless skeletons, staring at him, leaving him with nowhere to hide!
In his eyes, there was a banter like a cat playing with a mouse.
Xu Yulong's heart suddenly sank as deep as the bottom of a valley. Facing the army of skeletons, he seemed to have no way out. His legs softened and he half-knelt on the ground. He said bitterly: "Is the evil cultivator who was once the master of the avenue so rich?"
Countless skeletons let out deafening roars: "Boy! I have gathered the strength of hundreds of thousands of years to fight you here. The success or failure of planning for hundreds of thousands of years depends on this one move!"
"How can you, with just a few decades of cultivation, defeat my tens of thousands of years of painstaking planning? You are overestimating your own capabilities!"
“No decades!”
"What?"
Countless skeletons froze and shouted.
"I mean, it hasn't even been a month since I started practicing! It's a bit uncomfortable for you to insult people like this!"
Saying that, Xu Yulong suddenly rushed forward, made several mysterious seals with his fingers, penetrated the black sword, and then threw it into the dense army of skeletons!
The black sword exploded with a bang, and a snow-white mushroom cloud rose into the sky. A powerful shock wave swept away the skeletons, and countless broken bones fell like rain!