The villain, the Son, frantically attacked them in order to survive

Section 54#仪第二元圣子旅记: Chapter [-]: I can win you without being angry

"This is... the face of the true demon emperor?"

"This is the aura that only noble-blooded demon clans can possess. This Saint Son of Shura is not a demon clan, but this image is so solid that even the demon-veined divine fire has become!"

Everyone watching the battle around was shocked.

Although the divine light and phoenix wings unfolded behind Lu Mu are extremely illusory, they have an incomparable aura. They are so powerful that they make people tremble. Even human races will be shocked by this when facing a monster race with bloodline power. of.

But this kind of aura is unique to the monster race.

Lu Mu is a 100% pure-blooded human being. Although the human race from the ancient clan has strong blood power, he will never have such a demonic aura.

So, how did it come about?

"You...what kind of power is this?"

Foehn only felt that his fist was hard to get close to, and also hard to get away from. Lu Mu's palm became the most solid lock, making it impossible for him to break free. Along with Lu Mu's left arm, the Xingyue divine fire spread. The fingertips were burning, as if they would burn through Foehn's arm at any moment.

Foehn actually had some confidence.

Because before setting off, not only did he have a breakthrough in his cultivation, but also improved his skills and made new achievements in body training. , I don't fall behind at all.

Then no matter how God Son of Shura defies the sky, he shouldn't defy the sky so much that he has no power to resist, right?

Is this really the case?

"You are a physical trainer, but in a sense, I am also a physical trainer."

In Lu Muxiao's pupils, there was a golden aura intersecting with fire. He didn't use his true energy at all, he didn't use his skills, he just slightly stimulated the power of the Nine Ling Holy Phoenix demon bone in his back.

After getting this natal phoenix bone, he never stopped developing the power in this phoenix bone.

After all, this bone was left by the former Great Demon Venerable Wengu.

But now, a heat flow spread from the phoenix bone to Lu Mu's body along the bones, and the surface of Lu Mu's body also glowed with rays of light, and wisps of star and moon halo lingered around him, making him even more extraordinary.

His physical body has been strengthened by the phoenix bone.

Even if he doesn't move his true energy, Lu Mu is more than enough to receive the punch of Foehn.

"Your strength is still a bit short."

Lu Mu shook slightly, and the palm of his left hand vibrated with a terrifying sonic boom.

Afterwards, Foehn only felt a burst of burning pain in his right arm, and an irresistible force exploded between the fists of the two, knocking him back more than ten steps, but Foehn didn't need to look, he also knew that his right hand was It's dripping with blood, broken muscles and broken bones.

"drink!"

Foehn yelled loudly, and the red air rose into the sky, and he saw lava-like lines winding up his entire arm, forming pieces of flame totems on his shoulders and elbows, like chains, glowing red.

His badly injured right arm seemed to be covered with a layer of lava and fire. Drops of hot liquid sparks slipped down from the arm and fell to the ground, burning white smoke.

"It's a molten body!"

"The entire right arm has been melted. It seems that Foehn's 'Great Melting Art' has achieved some success, but he is not even thirty years old..."

"In time, this Foehn's melting demon body will be completely cultivated, and it may be difficult to find an opponent in the Northeast Region."

Foehn waved his right arm, red-hot molten flames flowed, causing the surrounding temperature to rise suddenly.

Lu Mu looked at Foehn, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he became playful again.

"As far as I know, your cultivation base is still below the peak of the Taoist Realm, but that punch just now is enough to hurt a cultivator at the Pigong Realm."

"That's right, I thought there really weren't many good people in the Northeast Region."

Lu Mu's words caused a wry smile to appear on Foehn's face. He knew his own strength and would not be arrogant.

He thought to himself that even a cultivator at Piaget Realm would not easily take that blow he just had.

He looked at Lu Mu with serious eyes.

This Son of Asura is indeed terrifyingly powerful.

It is no longer possible to simply measure him!

"I didn't use this small and successful melting body just now, but even if I did, I'm afraid the result wouldn't change, right?"

Foehn stared at Lu Mu with solemn eyes.

"If you are bound to lose, this really cannot change."

Lu Mu took a step forward, and the Xingyue divine fire spread and burned along the illusory phoenix wings behind him. He took a step forward, and Foehn took a step back.

"Dare to ask the Holy Son, what is your cultivation level now?"

Foehn already knew that he might not even be able to lose so embarrassingly, but he was still persistent.

Lu Mu didn't answer, luck was silent, dark flames rose, and the two palace wheels slowly rotated behind him, as transparent and bright as glass, but after that, the illusory prototype of the third palace wheel loomed, which seemed to be coming at any time. collapse.

As soon as the palace wheel came out, the aura around Lu Mu's body suddenly expanded ten times, and Foehn's breath was suffocated. Feeling the aura emanating from Lu Mu's body, he couldn't help but turn pale with horror, his eyes filled with fear.

Three Palace Wheels!

All the monks around were shocked when they saw the three hazy halos behind Lu Mu.

This kind of cultivator who has three palace wheels at a young age will definitely not be able to find a second one in the entire Xuantian Realm.

Even though the third palace chakra seemed to be in a rudimentary form, it was only a rudimentary form, which was enough to prove that its cultivation strength was definitely not something that the participants present could resist.

"This Son of Asura is too deep and unfathomable..."

"He is also quite unlucky, after all, he is also a well-known Tianjiao of Wen Yanzong, but the young master of the Lu family is no longer at the same level as him."

"That Snow Sword Immortal, or Young Master Murong, probably won't be his opponent either."

The monks from all directions shook their heads and sighed.

"..."

Murong Zun has never moved since he sat on the martial arts viewing platform, he just watched with interest.

After Lu Mu's aura climbed to the extreme, Murong Zun's eyes suddenly became solemn.

This guy, suddenly became so strong?

"Within one year of entering the Pi Palace, there are three palace wheels... It really is the Qilin son of the Lu family, but... how can I be worse?"

He muttered to himself, and a very faint black air flashed in his eyes.

"How about it, do you still want to fight?"

Lu Mu looked at Foehn, who was already being oppressed by the aura and retreated step by step, and smiled lightly.

"Naturally we will fight!"

"If you are scared off by your aura, how can it be done?"

Foehn's fighting spirit remained undiminished. Although he was stunned by Lu Mu's overwhelming power for a moment, he immediately mobilized his whole body with true energy. Lava's right arm burst into red light, and the veins of molten fire surrounded him like a horned dragon. Afterwards, Foehn charged Out, or a simple punch!

It's just that when this punch came, molten explosions scattered everywhere, and Foehn's whole body was engulfed by the molten flame, as if nothing could stop him.

Feeling the oncoming extreme heat, Lu Mu already had a glimpse of its power. If he had just entered the Pi Palace a year ago, it would take some effort to block this move.

but now……

Lu Mu raised his hand, and the phantom with phoenix wings behind him seemed to make a phoenix cry, and then rushed out under his guidance.

There was only a loud bang, the place where the power overlapped exploded, the phoenix shadow disappeared, and Foehn had already flown out of the stone platform, the crimson color of the melted demonized right arm gradually faded, and the true energy of the whole body was scattered escape.

He has lost consciousness.

The first section#The second volume of Shengzi’s travel notes: Chapter 55: Mr. Zhuge is too angry to be elegant

Lu Mu didn't even use his true energy.

It's just that the power of the phoenix bone that had dissipated into the phantom of the phoenix wings was gathered and released.

But this Foehn, like the first Bai Qiushui who challenged him, put all his strength on this blow. If he succeeds in defeating the enemy, this indomitable momentum is enough, but if he loses...

It's the same end.

Yan Ruo, the Great Elder of Wen Yanzong who was sitting on the viewing platform, sighed helplessly when he saw Foefeng unconsciously fell down the stone platform.

The expected fiasco.

He couldn't accurately see the cultivation level of the holy son of Shura, because the boy had certain treasures of Taoism that could isolate the breath and spiritual thoughts, but from the urgency of his several shots, Yan Ruo knew that his own The young master is not an opponent.

But knowing, so what?

Foehn, a stunned young man, how could he back down just by saying "you are not his one-shot enemy"?

Yan Ruo sighed softly, flung out his sleeve robe, and rolled out his true energy. Foefeng was about to fall to the ground, but was dragged to death by the true energy, and flew back to Yan Ruo's side.

"Little Lord?"

Yanruo put his hand on Foefeng's body, and his true energy penetrated between his mouth and nose, and Foefeng woke up immediately, jumped up from the ground, his face was blank and hurried, his breath rose again, he looked around, and then he woke up a lot.

He looked at Lu Mu who was on the stone platform, his eyes darkened slightly, but when the fighting spirit rose from his heart, Foehn's eyes when he looked at Lu Mu again became extremely fierce.

"Although I lost, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely fight again!"

He let out a loud voice and cupped his fists lightly at Lu Mu.

Although he lost, Foehn still had a high spirit.

"I am waiting."

Lu Mu nodded in response.

This Foehn is also worthy of the name of Tianjiao, he is a rare good seedling, he doesn't have so much thought for others, he only asks questions, pursues the peak of the Dao, likes to fight, and he will be useful in the future.

Yan Ruo took out a elixir for recovering Qi and cultivating vitality, and swallowed it for Feng Feng, who then sat cross-legged on the spot to recover his true Qi.

It was the Son of Asura overwhelmingly crushing him again.

And Mr. Zhuge looked at Lu Mu standing on the stone platform, his black clothes fluttering, his hair raised, and the fire of stars and moons flowing around him, his disguised elegant face became more and more serious, and the gloomyness in his eyes lasted for a long time.

A little troublesome.

The strength shown by Lu Mu has already made him feel tricky.

Letting go of those idiots who came up to the stage looking for beatings for the time being, but Mr. Zhuge knows that this Foehn, as the son of Wen Yanzong's suzerain, is not bad in talent and has a lot of cultivation resources. There is also a chance of winning by three or two points if you fight hard.

But in front of Lu Mu, it was just an extra trick.

In addition, the rounding is regarded as the cultivation base of the Sangong Lunpi Palace...it's not easy to handle.

It's not that Mr. Zhuge can't believe in Xia Jiuyou from the Xiexin sect. After all, that young evil cultivator who has been notorious for more than ten years and whose head reward is scary enough, coupled with the hard work of the Xiexin sect's suzerain, must also Not bad, he is a master at murdering Tianjiao.

But Mr. Zhuge always felt that if Lu Mu was protecting the Snow Sword Immortal in Wentian Zan vein, Xia Jiuyou might not be able to accomplish anything.

Unless a greater price is paid, but in that case, Xia Jiuyou will not be able to survive.

"This kid is really trying to spoil my evil heart sect's great event!"

"If there was only that Snow Sword Immortal, it would be easy for me, the Xiexin Sect, to want her life...Damn it!"

The ugly and vicious under Zhuge Jun's elegant face writhed and squirmed, and he kept cursing in his heart. If he didn't still have reason, he might not be able to help but kill Lu Mu first.

Of course, he knew he couldn't do it.

Above the main city of Xuanjian, there are two auras stronger than him hiding in the clouds.

The other was the guard who came with Murong Zun, and the other was Lu Mu's guard.

Only in the strange place like Wentian Zangmai, can we barely isolate the detection and protection of the strong.

He looked at one of the ten arenas.

The guardian of the ring is an unnamed casual cultivator whose cultivation level is not at the peak of the He Dao Realm. He has a gloomy face and says nothing. Many of them were at the peak of the He Dao Realm, but they were all defeated by him. Although they didn't hurt their lives, everything he struck was a vital point.

Although not fatal, the injuries are serious.

At this time, the casual cultivator had already provoked hundreds of monks to glare at him, and they were about to kill him, but in this case, the casual cultivator was still as stable as Mount Tai.

And the casual cultivator treated those cultivators who came to besieged with contempt, with a murderous look in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"...It shouldn't be a problem."