The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 42: The powerful Hongjun

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"Teacher, are you finally willing to show up again?"

Wu Wei's eyes were cold, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Wu Xi was surrounded by purple light, blocking the heavy blow of the tomb fairy king.

"Huh?" The grave immortal king's face sank.

Can easily block one's own blow, there are not many people playing today, it can't be Wu Lu, who is that?

Teacher? Wu Lu's teacher?

Suddenly, the Immortal King of Tomb felt a bad feeling. The first two times were no more. This third time, he was very careful, why something went wrong again.

The situation can't go wrong anymore, it must be fast, even if it is not possible to refine Wu Lei now, Wu Lei must be taken away.

"Bones are everywhere!"

In the hall, there were countless bones covered in an instant, and the surrounding pillars quickly turned into a pile of skulls. In an instant, the entire hall was like an internal space of a sea of ​​bones.

The billowing death rushed towards Wu Xi.

"Boom!"

Dead Qi was full of corrosive power, and the void quickly dissolved wherever it passed, and it was in front of Wu Yan in an instant.

Wu Xi sneered slightly, but did not resist at all.

I saw the reappearance of the previous mask, and instantly wrapped Wu Lu up, and bursts of purple light burst out. The purple light burned a lot of lifelessness in a blink of an eye, and quickly restored the ossified hall to its original state.

The Dafa of the Tomb Immortal King has been cracked again.

"Who, come out!" The Tomb Immortal King exclaimed.

How can your own Dafa be so easy to crack? But in front of him, it was actually broken again and again?

"Teacher, my disciple hasn't seen you for a long time!" Wu Yan also said.

The grave fairy king looked ugly.

Teacher, Wu Fei's teacher?

"Om!"

At the entrance of the main hall, countless purple brilliance condenses, gradually forming a purple light and shadow that seems to be virtual.

An old man in a purple robe, with no sadness or joy on his face, quietly looked at the tomb fairy king and Wu Lei in front of him.

"Hong, Hongjun, you are not dead?" The grave king said in surprise.

"No, you are not in the fifteenth heaven. Your strength is actually not weaker than me. Back then, you were suspended for death? Why, why are you suspended for death?" The grave immortal king suddenly changed his expression.

In the Third Age, why are there so many evildoers?

"Grave Immortal King?" Hongjun said lightly.

"Huh?" The grave immortal king stared at Hongjun vaguely.

"It's really time for you to come!" Hongjun said softly.

"What?"

Hongjun no longer paid attention to the tomb fairy king, but looked at Wu Lu and said: "Wu Lu!"

"Teacher!" Wu Wei took a deep breath, and even though he felt resentful, he respectfully said.

"You are angry, do you want to vent it?" Hongjun said lightly.

"Disciple, disciple...!" Wu Wei didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Being a teacher knows that you have a grievance, but being a teacher is also for the sake of the common people, sacrificing the ego, and living the common people!" Hongjun said.

"The disciples don't understand!" Wu Wei's expression was ugly.

Hongjun has already talked about this, Wu Xi also realized something, Hongjun wanted to sacrifice himself. Like the other three brothers.

"The fate has been confused, it is almost time, Wu Lu, I know you have grievances in your heart. As a teacher, it will be done to you in the end, let you vent the hatred in your heart!" Hongjun solemnly said.

Wu Lu showed a bit of bitterness, bit his lip, and finally an unmatched sadness brewed.

The tomb fairy king looked at Hongjun with a sullen face.

"Hongjun, I don't care what your plan is, Wu Lu, I'm going to make a decision!" The Tomb Immortal King said coldly.

Hongjun looked at the tomb fairy king: "You are off track!"

"Huh?" The fairy king of the grave stared.

The left path is the place where the tomb fairy king is most proud, yet Hongjun is so despised?

"Hmph, it's none of your business, Hongjun, you have concealed the world from the people and banned the Great Virtue, heh, one of the strongest people in the First Age is actually in your cage. It's really good. The deep city mansion, however, in the end, I will make wedding dresses for others. I care about your cultivation, Wu Lu, I will take it away today!" The grave immortal king said coldly.

While speaking, he slammed his hand to grab Wu Yan.

Hongjun grabbed a whisk in his right hand, looked in front of him, narrowed his eyes, and flicked the whisk abruptly.

"Roar!"

Three thousand floating dust silks suddenly turned into three thousand white dragons, and instantly wrapped them towards the tomb fairy king.

"Boom!"

The billowing white dragons came, and the grave immortal king's face changed, and he slapped his hand with a palm.

But these white dragons are extremely flexible, bypassing the palm gangs, and tying up the tomb fairy king in a blink of an eye.

"Huh!"

In just an instant, the tomb fairy king was trapped among three thousand white dragons.

"Huh?" The grave immortal king's face changed.

I was restrained by one move? how can that be.

"Hongjun, you are looking for death!" The tomb fairy roared. Nineteen colors of light bloomed on the right arm.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Suddenly a large number of white dragons were broken, and the power of the tomb fairy king was monstrously powerful.

Juli struggled, and the white dragons were broken one by one. However, there were as many as three thousand white dragons. Even though the tomb fairy king was constantly twisting, he could not completely break the shackles of Hongjun.

Hongjun glanced at the tomb immortal king indifferently, then turned to Wu Lei.

"Wu Lu, remember what I said, you have no choice!" Hongjun said solemnly.

Wu Lu showed sorrow, but he was helpless in front of Hongjun.

"Teacher, please give me the strength, I will finally go crazy again! At least not disappear so dismal!" Wu Lu said with hatred.

"This is what I am going to do. The Tomb Immortal King personally sends it to the door. It's best, but I will refine his power into your body to help you force a breakthrough!" Hongjun said.

"What, what?" The face of the immortal king who was bound to the grave changed.

Have you heard me wrong?

Refining yourself, but you are here to refining Wu Lei, how come you have to be de-refined?

"Impossible, Hongjun, at most you can trap me, and you want to refine me, you can't do it!" The Tomb Immortal King said coldly.

Hongjun's face is still cold.

The dust in the hand is thrown out completely.

"Boom!"

Three thousand white dragons bound the tomb fairy king, but the tail suddenly entangled Wu Lu.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Three thousand white dragons quickly bit the tomb fairy king's body, and suddenly, a wave of strength was drawn out.

"What? What kind of magic weapon is this, how can I extract the power of my fate?" The Tomb Immortal King exclaimed.

"Boom!"

The billowing force rushed towards Wu Yi.

The white dragon is also getting bigger and bigger, quickly entwining Wu Lei, as if forming a large cocoon.

"Boom!"

The power is rushing towards Wu Lei.

The Immortal King of Tomb felt that his strength was rapidly diminishing and he was being forcibly extracted.

"Hongjun, you liar!" the grave fairy roared.

Who would have thought that Hongjun was so powerful.

Is this the Hongjun who failed to challenge the fifteenth day?

"Yin and Yang tomb, break!" The tomb fairy roared.

"Boom!"

The rolling force rushed out again, and the white dragons rose, but they all blocked it. The tomb fairy king couldn't break the **** at all.

The prohibition on the surrounding graves of the fairy king disappeared.

However, Hongjun is here, and the hall is naturally stronger.

"Boom!"

The tomb fairy king struggled desperately, but Hongjun stood by, watching coldly, suppressing the tomb fairy king.

"Impossible, how can you be so strong? Why are you so strong?" The Tomb Immortal King cried bitterly.

I am also a leader in the Eighteenth Heaven, but there is no way to face Hongjun?

Infinite grief is brewing in my heart.

Not long ago, the East Undefeated said that he could not succeed, and he still didn't believe it. Now, can he succeed in the face of Hongjun?

Those who are preparing to refine the Great Virtue, on the other hand, have they been refined by the Great Virtue?

"No!"

The tomb fairy king wants to explode with stronger power.

"Time stands still!"

"Om!"

In the main hall, everything suddenly stood still, and only Hongjun was left, who could easily extract the power of the tomb fairy king.

The tomb immortal king is fixed there, motionless. Even the eyeballs can't move.

At this moment, the grave immortal king realized that he had kicked the iron plate again this time, and it was still an iron plate that was countless times stronger than before.

The tomb fairy king wants to cry without tears.

No amount of regret can make up for the desolation in the grave fairy king's heart. Is he really that bad?

"Huh!"

The essence of rolling is absorbed.

The right half of the Tomb Immortal King's body is also rapidly declining and getting old, and the left half of the withered bones is slowly turning into powder.

"No!" The tomb fairy king cried sadly.

"Boom!"

The destiny power of the tomb fairy king is drawn, and the entire immortal territory is shaking.

The Palace of the Immortal King was swaying even more, and the surrounding earth was in an earthquake.

Countless graves' children came quickly.

"Elder, what's going on, why is the immortal territory like it is going to be destroyed?"

"Elder, the Immortal King Palace is losing paint. This was refined by the Patriarch. Could something happen to the Patriarch?"

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Countless graves showed horror.

The tomb fairy king in the Taiji Hall was even more frightened.

The left half of the body has completely turned into powder, the right half of the body, all the nineteen colors have been absorbed, and the half of the body is slowly becoming skinny and even gradually turning into powder.

"No, I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!" The grave king exclaimed with a bit of grief.

"Boom!"

The tomb fairy king completely exploded.

All power poured into the light cocoon, and the rolling power continued to fill Wu Lu's body.

"I'll pass on you to the realm of the sky again to help you refine it as soon as possible!" Hongjun looked at Da Yuu and said solemnly.

With a wave of the probe's hand, a billowing purple light poured into the light cocoon.

The entire Tai Chi Hall is blooming with dazzling light——

The undead territory.

"Boom!"

The Palace of the Immortal King collapsed.

"Boom!"

The power of the entire immortal territory suddenly converged towards the collapsed Palace of the Immortal King, and the power of vitality and the power of death converged quickly.

In an instant, the entire territory was full of vitality, and the deaths were extinguished, leaving only a desert. Except for the graves, even countless creatures were turned into a pile of bones.

It's the Immortal King Palace. Slowly crawl out of a human-shaped skeleton.

"That's it?" everyone was surprised.

The tomb bones rushed in surprise: "How come? Patriarch? Is it you?"

"Huh?" Countless children around were also exclaimed.

"Patriarch, you have become feathered? The feathering has been reborn again, what happened?" The Tomb Phosphorus exclaimed.

"I actually died, haha, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, fortunately, I can feather, but unfortunately, I can rebirth and absorb the power of a territory. Only the power of the sixth heaven of ancestors, ridiculous, ridiculous!" The fairy king cried bitterly.

"Patriarch, how could this be?"

"Okay, Phosphorus, immediately take all the clansmen and go to the Eastern Territory!" The Tomb Immortal King said with a sad expression on his face.