tkworld Chapter 41 Fanatical Lu Wufeng, King Han Breaks Out
Chapter 41 Fanatical Lu Wufeng, King Han Breaks Out
The three of them were shocked and looked in the direction of the sound.
They suddenly saw a headless ghost exuding a gloomy aura!
Isn't this the headless ghost general!
"You're not dead?"
Lu Wufeng looked shocked.
He didn't understand.
Since the headless generals are not dead, why not attack them.
Instead, they waited until they came to the sealed prison before showing up?
"Not only did he not die, but he is still alive and well," the headless ghost general Li Shanhe chuckled, "Now the realm has reached the eighth level of soul refining."
The abbot of Baiyun Temple said indifferently, "It's all about the eighth level of soul refining, but we have six people here. It's just a waste of time to kill him."
The head of Qixuanmen laughed loudly, "Exactly!"
Li Shanhe chuckled, "Sister Yu, which one do you choose?"
"I'll just choose those two bald donkeys, and let you deal with the others."
A girl's voice came from behind him.
Afterwards, Xiaoyu showed her figure and appeared in front of the three of them.
The three of them took a closer look and found that it was actually a female ghost with a sweet appearance and a pleasant appearance.
"Huh?" All three were shocked.
No, it's not a female ghost, it's a ghost cultivator!
And the realm is actually soul refining!
Li Shanhe smiled strangely, "Then I'll deal with Qixuanmen first, I had a little dispute with Qixuanmen back then."
Xiaoyu asked curiously, "What little dispute?"
Li Shanhe's tone gradually turned cold, "They killed my parents."
The head of the Qixuanmen turned cold, "My Qixuanmen likes to punish the evil and promote the good. If your parents are killed by our Qixuanmen's seniors, it means that they deserve to die!"
Violence surged in Li Shanhe's heart, "I went to the city to sell mountain goods that day and left the village. I later found out that the ancestor of the Qixuanmen generation smashed a mountain peak with one sword and buried the entire village in order to practice swords. under!"
The face of the head of Qixuanmen remained unchanged, "That means they are destined to die, and they can't blame others."
Li Shanhe pointed at the nose of the head of Qixuanmen, and roared, "Then let me tell you, you are destined to die today, I will eat you alive!"
"Leave these two ghost cultivators to you. I'll go and open the seal of the second-generation ancestor first. As long as the ancestor breaks the seal, killing them is easy!"
Lu Wufeng said seriously.
"it is good!"
The head of Qixuanmen and other five foundation-building monks rushed out at the same time, and quickly wrestled with Xiaoyu and Li Shanhe.
However, they only found out after fighting for a while.
The strength of these two ghost cultivators is very strong, far beyond their own realm!
The five of them barely drew with Xiaoyu and Li Shanhe!
Immediately I was shocked and angry.
Lu Wufeng took out a treasure exuding the aura of flames, and suddenly jumped down from the dark hole.
An astonishing chill immediately enveloped his whole body.
Even with this treasure in his hand, the cold air was still eroding his skin and penetrating into his flesh and bones.
Lu Wufeng knew he couldn't stay here for long.
He has only one purpose, to quickly approach the stone swords on the second floor of the sealed prison.
Smash them all!
Bitter cold wind blows in the face.
The ice chips in the wind cut his cheeks and the skin around his body like a knife.
As soon as the blood gushed out from the wound, it quickly solidified under the extremely cold environment.
But even so, Lu Wufeng's pace did not slow down at all.
One step, two steps...
One hundred steps, one thousand steps...
He finally came near the sealing formation.
I saw eight stone swords soaring to the sky.
The ninth handle has been shattered and collapsed to the ground.
Lu Wufeng immediately showed joy.
I guessed it right.
This sealing formation has been damaged a lot under the attacks of the second-generation ancestors over the years.
Now that I break it from the outside, I will definitely be able to release the ancestor!
Thinking of this, Lu Wufeng suddenly burst into greater strength.
He rushed towards the sealing formation suddenly.
Even the speed has accelerated a lot.
Soon, he came to Shi Jian's side, and took out all kinds of fire-attribute treasures that he brought during this trip.
Although messy, it follows a certain pattern.
"Fire Burning City Formation? This is a middle-grade precious formation, very good."
At this time, a faint voice suddenly came from the ear.
Lu Wufeng's heart shook wildly, and he took a few steps back abruptly.
At the same time, the muscles all over his body were tense, staring at the person coming.
The other party was a young man in black.
He has a handsome face and a dusty temperament.
It gave him the feeling that he was exiled from heaven!
If you don't look carefully, you will even feel that he is integrated with the heaven and earth, and you will not be aware of his existence at all.
Lu Wufeng's upper and lower teeth clashed violently.
Even he himself didn't know whether it was because of the cold or fear.
How could there be someone here?
impossible!
When he came to the second floor of the sealed prison just now, he clearly didn't see any figure.
Besides, it was cold and windy here, and it took him more than ten minutes to walk to the center of the formation.
How did the other party appear beside him like a ghost? !
Taking a closer look at the black-clothed youth, Lu Wufeng suddenly changed color.
Although this person did not show the slightest strength.
But this feeling of almost merging with heaven and earth is a symbol of strength.
Although he has never seen a monk in the alchemy stage, he has seen it in the classics.
Only in the alchemy stage can one have this ethereal feeling that is almost assimilated into the heaven and the earth.
However, before the revival of spiritual energy, the monks with the highest realm were only able to refine Qi at the ninth level.
It has been less than half a year since the spiritual energy recovered.
No matter how good the aptitude is at the ninth level of Qi refining, it is impossible to cultivate to the alchemy stage in such a short period of time!
Maybe, I feel wrong.
"You...your face."
Seeing this face clearly, Lu Wufeng suddenly remembered something, and his heart was shocked.
Commander-in-Chief of the Three Armies of Jingguo.
The traitor in Emperor Jing's mouth.
He should have died in death row long ago... Qin Xuan!
Is it him?
"It seems that you recognized me." Qin Xuan smiled.
Lu Wufeng swallowed.
The tone of the other party's speech was very flat.
But it seems like God opened his mouth and cannot be refused.
It was as if he had been sentenced to death.
"I want to break the seal, I want to welcome back the second generation ancestor!"
Faced with such a huge threat, Lu Wufeng, worthy of being the head of the Tianwu Sect, unexpectedly burst out with a powerful survival instinct.
He didn't dodge, didn't run away, but directly turned his back to Qin Xuan, and slapped the last and most important fire attribute treasure on the stone lock.
boom!
A skyrocketing explosion sounded suddenly.
Lu Wufeng himself was blown away by the explosion.
There was a huge depression in the chest.
His whole body was scorched black, and several ribs were broken.
But instead of feeling pain, he cried out in surprise.
because he saw it.
On the remaining eight stone swords, large stretches of cracks appeared one after another like spider silk.
Then, they fell down one after another!
At the beginning, the cold air just came out like silky strands.
With the shattering of the sealing formation, the cold air immediately gushed out!
In an instant, the temperature on the second floor of the sealed prison dropped sharply again.
It was twenty degrees below zero.
Now in just a few seconds, it has dropped to more than minus 40 degrees!
It has reached the point where it turns into ice!
"Cracked! Cracked!"
"Ancestor Han King, Lu Wufeng, the eighteenth head of the Tianwu Sect, welcomes you!"
Lu Wufeng exerted all his strength and suddenly yelled.
His eyes were full of fanaticism.
As if breaking the seal is the greatest contribution in this life.
"300 years..."
"This seat finally came out..."
A cold and hoarse voice came from under the stone lock.