Chapter 394 Hammer Explosion, Immortal Weapon, Nine Phoenix Tomb
Boom!
The monstrous demonic energy swept through, and the energy that escaped seemed to shake the earth and turn the mountains and rivers upside down.
The black shirt fluttered in the wind, and the vigorous black hair swept across the sharp eyes.
One punch, hammer down!
Beigong Saint Lord was shocked, and a chill instantly enveloped his whole body! This boy has a special physique?! This was the first thought in Beigong Saint Lord's mind.
In fact, special physiques are not that rare. In the Nine Heavens, there are countless worlds with high-level martial arts. There are always some geniuses who are born with amazing talents and monstrous physiques.
For example, the Holy Son of Qingling, who is also from the seventh-level high-level martial arts holy land, possesses a special physique that can easily capture array patterns and break array formations.
However, this can only be considered a third-rate special physique.
The sudden burst of energy from the young man in front of him made Saint Beigong's heart tense.
Boom! A terrifying aura raged out, like a terrifying beast, crushing the mountains and rivers.
The ground cracked and the mountains collapsed!
One punch! The fist light flashed like starlight!
Strike hard!
Saint Beigong roared angrily.
At this moment, he finally understood that this young man in white was definitely not in the Qi Condensation Realm. Even if he was really in the Qi Condensation Realm, he must be a genius from some top-level martial arts world!
Otherwise, have you ever seen a Qi Condensation Realm cultivator who, when faced with a Saint Lord-level warrior, did not flee but instead punched hard? Buzz...
Saint Lord Beigong is not a weakling either.
He is the Holy Lord of a land, above the combined body, the second most powerful one, and a strong person in the Tribulation Realm! How could he shrink back?
Since Lu Fan dared to attack with a heavy punch, he dared to fight back! How domineering was the Saint Lord Beigong, standing on the bronze warship, fighting the three venerables, and not being at a disadvantage at all.
So, he didn't even back off from the idea.
Lu Fan's full-strength attack, ninety-nine yuan of Yuan Shen power, and twenty-nine hertz of chaos power.
All are integrated into this punch.
These are considered Lu Fan's most powerful energy releases so far.
Above the fist, a dim light was constantly surging, as if it was going to collapse the void.
Demon Lord Lu Fan was extremely cold and indifferent, with not even a trace of emotion in his eyes.
"Qi Condensation Realm..."
Saint Beigong’s eyes were cold.
It can allow the Qi Condensation Realm to have the power to fight against the Holy Lord of the Tribulation Realm...
This boy's talent is incomparable! What high martial arts did this boy come from?
Yan Si or Yan San? As for Yan Er and Yan Yi level high martial arts, Bei Gong Saint Lord dare not imagine it. Facing that level of evildoers, Bei Gong Saint Lord is afraid that he does not even have the qualifications to look up to them.
Beigong Saint Lord became serious. He used extremely strong defense, and the armor on his body emitted a brilliant light.
In front of Saint Lord Beigong, a phantom of armor actually appeared. The heavy phantom of armor was like a city wall, forming a special kind of defense.
Saint Lord Beigong folded his arms, wanting to add another layer of defense.
Coupled with the fact that the strong men in the Tribulation Realm have a strong body specially tempered for the purpose of transcending the tribulation, Saint Lord Beigong is no longer worried.
Even if the young man in front of him is truly a prodigy from the top martial arts school.
It is impossible to kill a seventh-level holy land master with one punch, right? Bang! The fist fell.
A small fist, not too big.
It first hit the phantom defense formed by the armor.
Puff! A muffled sound rang out.
Saint Beigong's originally relaxed heart suddenly tensed up.
Because he found that his defensive armor was broken like paper! This defensive armor is a top-level holy-level magic weapon!
After the armor was broken.
The speed of the fist was getting faster and faster, and it even contained a unique mystery, making it impossible for Saint Lord Beigong to even dodge.
He could only watch helplessly as the punch landed on his arms.
Afterwards, Saint Beigong saw the bones in his arms shattering and his flesh and blood disintegrating...
The body of flesh and blood suddenly burst into a misty blood mist, which could not be controlled at all!
A violent, magnificent, and unrivaled force spread along the fist.
It turned into a terrifying sea storm, sweeping continuously, enough to crush a continent and blow up a star! Puff! There was another muffled sound, but in the muffled sound came the sound of bones exploding.
The white slag mixed with the blood and scattered everywhere.
Boom! Lu Fan's punch, with an unstoppable momentum, smashed the body of Saint Beigong, and then slammed him to the ground with inertia.
Bang, bang, bang! The ground began to shake continuously like a carpet being beaten.
The ground beneath the Starfall chessboard formation began to shatter, with cracks appearing all over the ground.
All the strong men who were trapped inside were stunned.
This terrible destructive force, this surging power...
This kid is a bit scary!
far away.
The strong men who had already fled far away and avoided the coverage of the chessboard formation, sitting on the birds of prey, as well as some strong men who ran slower, all took a deep breath.
Because the scene before his eyes was too horrifying.
Saint Beigong exploded.
Damn... He was smashed to pieces! With one punch, the powerful person in the Tribulation Realm, the Holy Lord of Beigong Holy Land, was smashed to pieces! His body was shattered into a ball of blood mist, and the white bones were scattered everywhere.
The strong men suddenly felt a chill on the soles of their feet.
this……
What's happening?!
At the Qi Condensation Realm, he instantly transformed into a terrifying demon! "The physical body has the power to defeat the Saint Lord level of the Tribulation Realm... Is this a first-class special physique?! A first-class special physique comparable to the Saint King Body and the Immortal Body?!"
"Demonic energy overflows... Could it be the Ancient Demon Body? Since ancient times, the only powerful body with a special physique that possesses demonic energy seems to be the Ancient Demon Body!"
"So strong! Can a special physique alone do this?"
Many powerful people were horrified.
At this moment, everyone's thoughts were attracted by the young man's punch.
The tombs of ancient emperors have become much less attractive to them.
The blood was gushing out.
The black demonic energy formed a storm that swept around the boy's body.
The young man stood there, shaking his fist expressionlessly.
far away.
The silver chair collapsed and turned into thousands of silver blades, which then quickly piled up behind the young man, as if they had turned into a pair of silver wings, except that these wings were made entirely of silver blades.
The young man was surrounded by demonic energy, with silver sword wings spread out behind him.
It displays her unrivaled elegance and grace, making people dazzled and bewildered.
It was as if a young Demon Emperor was standing there.
The shrill howling of pain lingered in the area.
The soul of Saint Lord Beigong condensed again, but it was a little blurry.
But at this moment, Saint Lord Beigong's face was full of fear and despair.
Grass……
He was a great Saint Lord, but he was blown up by a single punch? !
How could this boy be so scary? Thinking of how he had mocked this boy before and even wanted to take him in as his disciple, he felt a sharp pain on his cheek.
This boy is definitely a demon from the world of Yan Siyi or Yan San level high martial arts, a terrifying genius who has the qualifications to challenge the top of the avenue! Qi Condensation Realm? Go to the Qi Condensation Realm! Everything is fake! "Huh?"
Demon Lord Lu Fan's vigorous hair flew up in the air as he glanced at Saint Lord Beigong.
He didn't die, and his soul wasn't even destroyed by him.
Demon Lord Lu Fan frowned, somewhat dissatisfied, shook his head and sighed.
Sure enough, the power was still too weak.
Ninety-nine spiritual powers plus twenty-nine chaos powers.
It can only be described as barely passable.
This was even when Saint Lord Beigong was restricted by the formation.
He was only able to shatter his physical body, but was unable to destroy even his soul.
His full force attack.
It turns out... it's just that.
And at this moment.
Saint Lord Beigong was also afraid.
He was nearly beaten to death by this guy's punch.
The kind where the soul is annihilated.
If he did not have the life-saving magic weapon to protect his soul, he might have returned to dust and died by now.
These monsters from the top martial arts world are truly terrifying.
“Mercy…Mercy!”
Saint Beigong looked terrified.
He didn't want to fight anymore. Winning or not was one thing, but if he offended the high-level martial arts world of Yan Si or Yan San behind this boy, those overlord holy places that had been passed down from ancient times to the present, he was afraid that the entire Beigong small world would be wiped out.
Clanking sound.
The silver wings stacked up and turned into the Thousand Blade Chair.
The young man in black shirt sat down slowly.
The black shirt turned into white.
call out.
Just as Lu Fan regained his gentle and jade-like appearance, Saint Beigong's soul threw the token out.
Lu Fan raised his hand, took the token, and smiled warmly.
He didn't kill again.
Since Saint Beigong is so aware of the current situation, Lu Fan will spare his life.
Mainly, Lu Fan was also afraid of arousing the anger of the powerful people around him.
Not only did they take the treasure, they also killed people...
Those other powerful people who are trapped in the formation will definitely go crazy.
Therefore, after Lu Fan got the treasure, he released the people, so that other people's vigilance could be relaxed.
Of course, it was also because Lu Fan felt that his full-strength attack was a little weak.
It's impossible to kill someone with one punch, so it might be a bit troublesome to gang up on them.
After Saint Beigong handed over the token, Lu Fan's soul moved and activated the formation.
The Holy Lord Beigong was panicked, and he moved his soul, trying to take away the space storage magic weapon that was floating in the air after his body exploded.
But……
Looking at the harmless young man sitting on the Thousand Blade Chair, my heart couldn't help but tremble.
Under this harmless surface, there is a devil's heart! Beigong Saint was afraid that if he took back the space storage magic weapon, the boy would take the opportunity to use it as an excuse to kill him.
So, after some hesitation, Saint Lord Beigong finally gave up.
The soul escaped and broke out of the formation.
Lu Fan was slightly startled.
When he found out that Saint Lord Beigong didn't even want his belongings, he was speechless.
"You didn't want this, and I never forced you to do it."
Lu Fan said.
Then he waved his hand, and the ring-shaped space storage device was put into the Youxuan ring by Lu Fan.
Afterwards, the wheelchair turned gently and moved slowly towards the other strong men who were trapped and isolated by the chessboard formation.
You need to collect more than ten tokens to move the tomb.
Lu Fan still needs to continue working hard.
The soul of Saint Lord Beigong flew out, looking ugly.
Before, he was as rampant as a god or demon, and his tyranny was unparalleled.
But at this moment, he is as miserable as a stray dog. It's so tragic.
The people around him looked at him with less mockery than sympathy.
I met a genius from the top martial arts, a hegemonic holy land that has been passed down for ages...
Saint Lord Beigong deserves to swallow this loss.
When other powerful men witnessed the miserable state of Saint Lord Beigong, the faces of all of them wrapped in black robes looked miserable.
When they asked themselves, they were as strong as Saint Lord Beigong, or even inferior to him.
They don’t have the magical weapon that Saint Lord Beigong has to protect his soul.
If you get hit by a punch, you will most likely be annihilated.
Facing such a domineering genius.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Are they going to fight? The token is related to the opportunity of the ancient emperor's tomb, are they going to give up?
Many people are extremely conflicted.
In the end, they all threw out their tokens in a very lonely manner! Compared to life, chance is nothing.
If you don't have the chance to take it, that's just playing rogue! Of course, with so many people present, they may not be the opponent of this genius. They are mainly afraid of the overlord holy land behind this genius with a first-class special physique! So.
In the formation, the young man in white walked gracefully. Wherever he passed, every strong man wrapped in black robes threw out his token without hesitation.
The picture is extremely harmonious.
If they resist, they might suffer the same fate as Saint Beigong, whose bodies were shattered.
Even... a few venerables hesitated for a moment and threw away the storage space artifacts.
Spread the money and save your life! Lu Fan took it in a daze. These people... were so enthusiastic.
He felt a little embarrassed about what he received.
Ten tokens were quickly collected, and even more than that.
Lu Fan also removed the formation, and the array patterns intertwined and disappeared into nothingness.
These strong men fled, and stood in the distance in shock, looking at Lu Fan vigilantly.
Having lost the token, they did not choose to leave.
After all, the tomb of the ancient emperor is right in front of us, and no one knows what kind of treasures and opportunities are contained in the tomb. If we leave just like that, we will naturally be unwilling to do so.
So they looked from afar, waiting for the gate of this ancient city to open.
If they could enter without a token, it would be a bit of comfort to them.
These powerful people all think like this.
No one dared to provoke this young man who seemed to be in the Qi Condensation Stage.
The Qi Condensation Realm is indeed very weak, even as inconspicuous as a firefly.
but……
Possessing a first-class special physique, coupled with the status of a master of formations, the Qi Condensation Realm can no longer be regarded as a simple Qi Condensation Realm. It is not a firefly, but a scorching sun! Many powerful people are extremely vigilant.
He didn't even dare to get close to Lu Fan.
Lu Fan was also happy about this. He was thin-skinned and accepted the tokens from these people. These people were even generous and gave him so many space storage magic tools with rich belongings. Lu Fan was embarrassed to face them.
What if these people come to him again and ask for his return home? Should he kill them all? Buzz...
"Congratulations to the host for collecting ten nameless tokens. The rights have been obtained."
The system's prompts popped up in his eyes.
Attracted Lu Fan's attention.
Lu Fan glanced at the many powerful men in the distance, and then his eyes fell on the ancient tomb that was full of grandeur, mottled and the breath of time.
Although due to the lack of spiritual energy, the tomb looks a bit gloomy.
However, there is a strong attraction hidden in it, attracting people from all over the world.
There are definitely great opportunities hidden in the tomb.
Lu Fan tapped his fingers lightly on the armrests of the Thousand Blade Chair.
His brows were slightly furrowed.
Then, the tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
Wu Huang is now also a high-level warrior, but he is just entering the high-level martial arts...
Lu Fan was a bit troubled at first as to how to set up relics to enhance the cultivation of the practitioners among the Five Phoenixes.
Now, the appearance of this ancient tomb and the existing ruins have solved Lu Fan’s problem.
However, Lu Fan's relocation of graves does not mean digging up the cemetery to relocate the graves, and this may not necessarily be possible.
Rumor has it that the tombs of some of the most powerful people are moving randomly in the void, and some even have coffins pulled by nine dragons, so they will roam the world even after death.
Therefore, Lu Fan planned to cut off this entire area and relocate the tombs.
far away.
The strong man sitting on the back of the bird of prey hesitated for a moment.
He was about to leave and came over to say hello to Lu Fan and discuss how to open the tomb of the ancient emperor.
but……
Just as he was about to leave, his expression changed slightly.
Because the young man took action.
The young man sat upright in a wheelchair, his white clothes fluttering, his eyes as deep as the starry sky, and his powerful spiritual power spread, sweeping through the ancient tomb.
Wave after wave, as if scanning.
Then, the boy placed his fingers on the wheelchair armrest and slowly pushed it forward.
Clang! A crisp sound exploded.
The next moment, it was like the cry of a phoenix and flames burned the sky.
The dazzling light shot up into the sky, shocking the world! "That...that is...an immortal-level magic weapon?!"
In the distance, the pupils of many powerful men who were watching Lu Fan shrank and their bodies trembled slightly.
The soul body of Saint Lord Beigong was extremely ugly, but after the ugliness, he felt endless relief.
Sure enough, there was no doubt about this boy's identity.
Being able to produce an immortal-grade magical weapon, his noble status far exceeded their imagination.
He must be a favored child of the world of Yan San or Yan Er Level high martial arts.
Saint Lord Beigong was terrified.
Look at the fiery red sword.
The sword light was so sharp that it seemed to shatter people's minds and burn their souls.
When Lu Fan dealt with him before, he didn't punch him, but stabbed him with a sword.
This sword...I'm afraid it will be able to stab him to death! It turns out...
He was lucky to be alive.
The uproar was endless.
Looking at the immortal-level magic weapon, envy and greed were revealed in the eyes of the powerful men.
However, thinking of the identity of this young man in white, he also showed the strength to blow up the Holy Lord Beigong with one punch.
They had no choice but to suppress the greed in their hearts.
The stronger they are, the more they need to control their greed, otherwise a moment of greed may bring disaster to their world.
However, many powerful people were somewhat confused.
"What is this Holy Son going to do?"
"Doesn't this Saint intend to use the token to open the tomb, but to use the immortal-level magic weapon to cut open the tomb of the ancient emperor?"
"How arrogant! Are you showing contempt for the ancient emperor?"
"It is rumored that in the ancient war, many of the strongest people in the overlord-level holy lands were killed by the ancient emperor. Now it seems that this hatred... has spread to the present."
Many powerful people were discussing in whispers.
Boom! Lu Fan put his two fingers together and controlled the Phoenix Feather Sword.
The Fengling Sword Soul is full of vigor and vitality, showing its ultimate elegance.
A clear cry seemed to tear the sky apart.
Lu Fan floated up.
The next moment, the finger slowly moved towards the tomb of the ancient emperor.
Phew!
The terrifying sword light crossed the sky, interweaving on this dead and silent continent, with burning flames and surging waves of fire.
It has blurred the eyes of many powerful people.
However, many strong men gradually...
I felt something was wrong.
Because, as the sword light crossed the sky.
They discovered that most of Lu Fan's sword energy landed outside the ancient cemetery, and penetrated the land directly without destroying the interior of the cemetery...
It's like cutting a piece of cake.
Lu Fan raised his hand, put two fingers together, and then slowly moved them forward.
"Phoenix Feather Sword... disperse."
There was a clanging sound.
The nine Phoenix Feather swords suddenly scattered.
It transformed into nine dazzling phoenixes, burning with blazing flames, like nine golden crows.
The sword energy turned into iron chains, entwining the ancient tomb.
Afterwards, under the control of Lu Fan's soul and the command of the Fengling Sword's spirit.
Nine Phoenix Tomb.
Boom! The ancient tomb was actually cut directly from the land and lifted up by the roots! Hiss hiss hiss...
The sound of people gasping for air was heard continuously.
Many powerful people were dazzled.
I have never seen such a sober and unworldly way to open the tomb of the ancient emperor! Suddenly.
A flash of white light descended from the sky.
Ten tokens floated around Lu Fan.
Afterwards, a strong wind blew, and white light swept across, gathering into a thick beam of light that fell and enveloped Lu Fan's body.
Boom! A terrifying aura spread out.
The strong men's black robes were rustling in the wind.
Many people raised their hands and covered their eyes, as if they were blinded by the white light and felt uncomfortable.
After a long time...
The white light dissipated.
Many powerful men looked at it intently.
On the dead silent continent, there is only dead silence.
The strong man sitting on the back of the bird of prey was dumbfounded.
The soul of Saint Lord Beigong also felt illusory and almost collapsed.
The many powerful men in black robes were even more confused.
In front of them.
Lu Fan disappeared.
Where the magnificent city walls were originally located, and where the towering tombstone without words was erected...
All that was left was a dark depression with a smooth and flat cut and a bottomless pit.
Where did the huge ancient emperor's tomb go?!
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