Necropolis Immortal Chapter 1189: My son is here

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The robbery cloud is gone, and the tree of merit is still standing in the chaos.

A strip of slender roots stretched out from the rhizome, rooted in the chaos, swallowing the darkness in the chaos, together with the black electric awn.

The pure black chaos recovers at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The golden rays of light turned into ripples, spreading toward the chaos.

The power of merit.

At this moment, the treasure tree of merit has grown to be as huge as a world, and the power of the pale golden merit instantly spread to the entire chaos, covering the entire chaos.

The resentful spirits in the chaos began to mourn and scream. In the end, their grievances were resolved by this endless power of merit, and their faces showed a quiet, peaceful smile.

A sea of ​​faint blood-colored flowers slowly emerged in the chaos, connected to a huge bridge shadow, those souls who had been the essence, stepped on the bridge one by one, and entered an unknown world.

Underworld.

Huge power of merit rushed from all directions, sinking into the treasure tree of merit behind Lu Yun.

At this moment, the tree of merit has grown again, swelling to the size of a holy palace.

The power of merit is the power above the tree of merit, and the tree of merit can also grow by absorbing external merits.

Now, the tree of merit has fully grown, and every branch and leaves are shining with pale golden brilliance, and 1.08 million fruits of merit are beautiful and beautiful on the tree of merit.

Cleaning the resentful spirits in the chaos is a great merit. Even Lu Yun did not expect that the merit tree can purify the resentful spirits, and even purify the grievances of the creatures who died in the chaos.

The ghost gate is opened, and the bridge is erected to send the remnant spirits, resentful spirits, and souls that cannot be overrun in the chaos to the underworld, waiting to be reborn in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

Although there is the power of reincarnation in the current underworld, there is no reincarnation that turns into substance in the humane hell. Dead creatures can only be reborn in the flowers of the other side, and then become creatures in the underworld.

The light of merit shines on the chaos, even brighter than the chaotic sun on the sea of ​​chaos.

"Sure enough, there are treasures that have reached the Great Meng! This treasure is not something that chaotic creatures like you, like ants, are qualified to own... take it!"

Suddenly, a clear howl came from the depths of the chaos, and then, a white jade palm came out of the void and grabbed it towards the tree of merit.

Zhuo Bufan.

This incarnation of Zhuo Bufan did not leave the chaos. Last time he was just acting. The purpose of his incarnation descending into the chaos was to investigate the third realm powerhouse who arbitrarily took the lower realm.

How could he return to Hongmeng before the matter was investigated?

Lu Yun's "insult" to the Purple King is true, but that is Lu Yun's business, and now the Purple King is being besieged by the three giants of Hongmeng, how can he care about this little thing.

Now, when Zhuo Bufan saw this tree of merit, he couldn't sit still... Even if he didn't find out who was the one who destroyed the Shenhu Realm, it would be a great achievement to bring this treasure back.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan’s big hand is like a world, grabbing a hand on the trunk of the precious tree of merit, to uproot the tree.

"Looking for death."

At this moment, Lu Yun was standing on the crown of the precious tree of merit, his body was slightly shaken, and the abyss that had originally covered this void was once again revealed.

A huge beast claw slammed out of the abyss and slapped Zhuo Bufan's hand.

Zhuo Bufan yelled, and the big hand that came out was instantly defeated.

The next moment, Zhuo Bufan's body emerged from the depths of the chaos, his face was a little surprised, looking at the huge beast claw beside Lu Yun.

"Sure enough, there is a lower realm of the third realm...no matter who you are, you must do it today!"

Zhuo Bufan stood in the chaotic void, and there was an extra token in his hand, and this token was engraved with a large character of dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

A thick blood gleamed above this big character, and it exuded a palpitating breath.

'Cut'!

No one knows this word in the chaos, but the idea that exudes from this **** big character is clearly a "cut" character.

"Broken broken!"

The lizard dragon in the abyss shivered fiercely, "How did Zhuo Bufan bring this treasure down! When the word'slash' was issued, all the Hongmeng-class powerhouses in the lower realm will be cut!"

"Little lord, I am afraid I will bother you to do it yourself this time...If I leave the abyss, I will definitely be killed by him!"

"But don't worry, this slashing order only slashes the lower realm of Hongmeng and has not reached the king's creatures. It will not hurt you!"

The lizard dragon has retracted his head and front paws, afraid to show his head again.

The blood light emitted from the word cutting order has fatal damage to the lizard dragon, but although this blood light is strong, it cannot invade the abyss.

Lu Yun nodded gently.

With a light wave of his hand, the Ziling Sword in his hand bloomed once again to make his debut.

"Ant."

Zhuo Bufan looked at Lu Yun who was shining his sword, and couldn't help but sneered: "The humongous creature that is hiding behind you has been scared lying in the dog hole and afraid to come out. Are you here to die?" /

At this moment, no matter what the bridge is to ground the mansion and the chaos, the endless resentful spirit in the chaos is brought into the mansion and cannot move.

The lizard was so frightened that he didn't dare to show his head again, so he could only rely on Lu Yun himself.

In the mouth of the lizard dragon, although Zhuo Bufan is just a straw bag, he is after all a powerhouse who is transcended from chaos and reached the Hongmeng level, and his father is even a king.

But at this time, Lu Yun smiled.

He took the Ziling sword in his hand by a sword flower, and then put it away.

"Give up?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled, and he stretched out his hand again to get the treasure tree of merit.

In his eyes, the importance of the tree of merit is far greater than the Hongmeng monk who made trouble in the lower realm.

"No."

Lu Yun shook his head slightly, "My son is here."

"Your son is here?"

Zhuo Bufan was startled slightly, and then he smiled: "You don't mean to say that the purple king is your son?"

"Want to use the same trick to bluff me twice? I tell you, even if the Purple King really comes today, I will take this baby away!"

"Really?"

As soon as Zhuo Bufan's voice fell, a slightly curious voice sounded behind him.

Immediately afterwards, his neck was grabbed by a big hand, and then... Zhuo Bufan was shocked to discover that his body, which was far in the Magnificence, seemed to be picked up by something... and kicked in. Chaos, overlapping with his incarnation.

Zhuo Bufan's soul frightened.

The king!

This is definitely a top-ranked king-level powerhouse who has shot himself, and only the king can capture the deity through an incarnation.

"Purple...Purple King!!"

Zhuo Bufan screamed and almost fainted.

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