Necropolis Immortal Chapter 169: Lu Yun’s sword intent

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Blood light rushed into the sky, and the endless sea of ​​dead mountains and blood appeared in front of everyone.

The monstrous evil spirit almost completely enveloped this piece of void.

The huge arm, after struggling a few times, stopped moving.

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"The influence of the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood, how many souls have to be slaughtered to condense! The legendary corpse king... really is the most fierce and evil!"

Seeing the corpse mountain and blood sea in front of me, many immortals regressed one after another, not daring to come closer.

Die Xi is a Xuanxian, and the highest level of cultivation of all the immortals present is the realm of Shangxian, so they dare not get close to the blood of Die Xi.

"Evil to evil?"

Someone sneered and said: "Your mouth is so fierce and evil. At this moment, you are trying your best to suppress a zombie that can do harm to the common people! And your mouth is awe-inspiring, but as timid as a mouse, even close to that zombie I have no courage!"

The person who spoke just now has a touch of shame on his face and dare not speak any more.

Die Xi suppressed that terrifying arm with an endless sea of ​​dead corpses, but the movement under the earth intensified.

There seems to be another big hand that is constantly bombarding the ground, trying to pierce the ground.

Jianfutu suppressed the blood corpse, preventing its body from transforming, and at the same time preventing it from leaving the area, but it could not suppress its hands and feet.

One arm was suppressed by the butterfly, and it immediately stretched out the other arm, trying to rush out of the ground to grab the heritage pagoda.

Lu Yun has already arrived in front of Jianfutu.

Around the Jianfutu, there are endless sword lights hovering around. It seems to be a hundred feet tall, and the diameter of the tower is also more than 30 feet.

But in fact, the body of this sword buddha is only three feet square, and the whole body is exquisite and transparent, like a glazed pagoda.

"If you want to refine the Sword Buddha, you must pass through this thick sword light!"

Lu Yun put away the road leading to the sky, the sword glow around Jianfutu was bitter, and the blood on the blood corpse approached here, and it was instantly shattered by the sword glow.

"The inheritance of the Buddha of Heavenly King has the test of the inheritance pagoda. You need to wait for the 999-story inheritance pagoda to get the complete inheritance... and the sword light around this sword Buddha statue is also a test! Layers of sword light are qualified to get the Sword Buddha!"

Thinking about this, Lu Yun put away the road to heaven under his feet.

The road to the sky can't penetrate this terrifying sword light. Only by relying on Lu Yun's own sword intent to break the sword light with his sword intent can he be recognized by the Linglong Pagoda.

It seemed that he was aware of what Lu Yun was going to do, and the eyes of this blood corpse suddenly shot towards Lu Yun.

Its other big hand gave up bombarding the ground, but grabbed it straight towards Lu Yun.

If someone controls Jianfutu and stimulates the true sharpness of Jianfutu, then the blood corpse that has not fully evolved will be beheaded.

The blood corpse also has a little vague intelligence, and has long been detached from instinct.

Lu Yun's brows were slightly frowned, and a purple Changhong rose beside him, taking his body dangerously and dangerously to escape the blow of the blood corpse.

"Roar!!!"

But the next moment, the blood corpse let out a painful roar.

The moment its big hand was near Jianfutu, it was chopped into pieces by Jianfutu's edge.

But then, on its broken wrist, blood flickered, and the broken palm grew out again, and at the same time, it continued to kill Lu Yun.

Lu Yun's face was dignified, as he steered the sword light of the Ziling Sword and kept dodge around Jianfutu.

Every time, the palm of the blood corpse was chopped by Jianfutu, but after an instant, the chopped palm was reborn, chasing Lu Yun.

Gradually, Lu Yun's stamina was a little weak.

There is a blood corpse buried in the Ziling Sword, which has become extremely heavy. Now Lu Yun is using the Ziling Sword to be somewhat incapable.

Just when Lu Yun decided to return to **** and slowly figured out a solution, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"You can't do this, you will die in its hands sooner or later."

"Who!?"

Lu Yun's spirit was shocked, and he subconsciously looked around.

"Could it be the Buddha of the Buddha?"

Here is only the periphery of the tomb of the heavenly kings, not deep into the tomb. The body of the Buddha should be buried in the deepest part of the tomb.

"I am not the King of Buddha."

This voice is deep and full of evil, "I am in your sword."

"In my sword...the corpse of Emperor Ziwei's corpse!?"

Lu Yun's body shook, his body moved, and again escaped the blow of the blood corpse, but the terrifying blood light still swept on Lu Yun's body, flying his body out first.

The horrible blood invaded his body and began to destroy Lu Yun's vitality. The fire of **** burst out a flame, burning the blood.

Lu Yun's face was pale.

"You have a way to dissolve this blood, no wonder you dare to enter here alone."

The evil voice echoed in Lu Yun's mind again, "But you can't do this, you will still die in the hands of this corpse."

"Let me out and I will deal with it."

The voice in the sword became more and more wicked, and it seemed to be bewitching Lu Yun, "If I act, this little Zhixian corpse will be wiped out in an instant."

In Lu Yun's eyes, two flashes of fire burst out, suppressing the urge to release a dead body.

"Leshen, you come to block this blood corpse!"

Lu Yun shouted softly.

Later, Le Shen walked out of the ghost gate with her nine incarnations of blood corpses.

Feeling the aura of the same kind, this blood corpse, which has not yet fully evolved into a complete body, suddenly fell silent.

Its scarlet eyes stared at the nine blood shadows floating in the void.

Lu Yun held the Ziling Sword in his hand and broke into the sword light of Jianfutu.

"It seems that you are bewitched by that obsession and don't want to believe me."

The voice sighed softly, and amidst the evil, there was a touch of coquettishness, "You let the slave house out, and the slave house is willing to do everything for you."

Lu Yun only felt that under his stomach, a flame was rising, a primitive instinctive desire was aroused by this coquettish voice.

"Put away your charm!"

In Lu Yun's body, the fire of **** burned again, and a cold breath suppressed the most primitive restlessness of the creature.

In front of him, the endless sword light slashed towards Lu Yun, as if he was about to cut off his body, his will, and everything about him.

But Lu Yun held his head high and did not evade, as if he was welcoming the endless edge.

At the same time, Lu Yun's body began to gather a sword intent soaring to the sky.

The sword in the hand is the sword in the heart, and the sword in the heart is the sword in the mind.

The idea of ​​being unyielding in battles, indomitable, and never surrendering, burst out from this sword intent and spread everywhere.

Among these three ideas, there is a bigger one that overrides them.

Freedom.

Free and unrestrained.

The world is so big, let me travel.

Unyielding, unyielding, unyielding, in order to pursue the freedom in my heart.

Boom——

The moment Lu Yun's sword intent appeared, the entire Jianfutu trembled, and it seemed to resonate with Lu Yun's sword intent.

The sharp edge of Jianfutu is hard to hide from the sky and hard to bury on the ground. What I ask for is also freedom.

Om——

In the next moment, Jianfutu's body fell on Lu Yun's hands as soon as the sharp sword light was collected, and the body tumbled around.

"Roar!"

A huge roar sounded instantly.

This moment.

The blood corpse regained its freedom, and the rich blood burst from its body, and the last step of the blood corpse was finally completed!