Chapter 307: Yuan Futong goes forward in an indomitable way, slashing Lu Ya with his sword!
“Haha, it’s finally my turn!”
Seeing someone coming to break the flame formation, Bai Li, one of the Ten Heavenly Lords, suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, but Wang Bian and Zhang Shao Que grabbed him at the same time and told him: "Don't forget I heard the words of the Human Emperor!”
“Brothers, I understand!”
After Bai Li nodded, he looked at the old-looking Taoist in front of him and didn’t bother to ask his name. , but directly activated the flame array.
boom!
There was a muffled sound,
In an instant, flames shot up into the sky in the flame formation. Even outside the formation, one seemed to see the rolling flames in the formation that seemed to be able to distort the void!
Lu Ya squinted at the flame formation and couldn't help but nodded: "I didn't expect this formation to be so extraordinary. It contains the true fire of Samadhi, the fire in the air, and the fire in the stone. If an ordinary person enters, I am afraid that it will be destroyed in an instant. Will be burned to pieces!”
“It’s not simple, it’s really not simple!”
"The disciples of Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm under Taoist Fellow Tongtian are actually able to put up such a formation. They are much better than those unsatisfactory ones from Chanjiao. What a pity!"
...
Lu Ya said,
stepping into the formation!
But then he was stunned. Although the formation was activated, the person in charge of the formation disappeared, leaving only an empty stone platform.
Just when he looked confused, he suddenly noticed a dangerous aura approaching, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his body turned into flames out of thin air, merging with the three surrounding fires!
Chi!
The thorn vines were like sharp blades, tearing open the flames transformed by the Taoist. Through the gap, Yuan Futong stood up and looked at the Taoist in white opposite!
Then,
a little golden flame, with a pop, appeared at one end of the thorn vine,
The innate thorn vines, like the igniters of lit firecrackers, quickly burned with a crackling sound.
When Yuan Futong saw this,
thrown the thorn vine aside and drew out his Nine Netherworld Thunder Saber,
with cold eyes,
as if hiding Like a poisonous snake in the dark corner, it stared at Lu Ya and kept sizing him up!
Similarly,
Lu Ya is also sizing up Yuan Futong!
But the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became!
At first glance,
Yuan Futong seems very ordinary, like a golden-armored general that can be seen everywhere in the human race!
But upon closer inspection,
Lu Ya discovered that Yuan Futong's face gradually became blurry, as if an ancient dragon was sleeping inside his body, and it seemed that a peerless great witch was hidden in his body!
When he activated his magic eye and looked at it carefully again, Lu Ya almost jumped up in surprise, and his heart was filled with huge waves.
Yuan Futong had completely disappeared, replaced by a handful of everything. , indestructible, as if it can fight saints and destroy the terrible will of gods!
At this moment,
Lu Ya's heart was trembling, and he wanted to directly use the flying knife to kill the immortal,
but he had a vague feeling that if he used the flying knife to kill the immortal, he might not be able to kill the person in front of him!
In other words,
I can kill his physical body, but my Daoji will definitely be impacted by that terrible will!
At worst, there will be a crack in the heart of the Tao, or at worst, the foundation of the Tao will collapse on the spot!
Thinking of this,
Lu Ya decided to talk but not take action. He came to help deal with Zhao Gongming so that he could repay the favor from ancient times, not to find someone to fight for!
So,
Lu Ya bowed with one hand and said with a smile: "I have met my Taoist friend, Lu Ya, a poor Taoist in West Kunlun. I don't know where my friend is practicing. Maybe I have a relationship with Taoist There is also a connection between our ancestors!”< br>
"Guardian of the Imperial Palace, Yuan Futong!" Yuan Futong said, holding the Nine Netherworld Thunder Saber in both hands, turning his body slightly to the left, with the back of the sword facing Lu Qin, and after posing, he shouted loudly: "Please enlighten me!"
Buzz!
The moment he finished speaking, the Ming Lei Sword made a dull sound. Yuan Futong jumped up and rushed towards Lu Ya.
The sword in his hand seemed to feel his fighting force. Suddenly, black thunderbolts representing death suddenly appeared on the blade that was originally green, and flashed wildly.
The blade that was originally green has turned into black!
"The Taoist friend has serious murderous intent!"
When Lu Ya saw this, he was panicked, but he did not run away this time. Instead, he waved the fly whisk in his hand and hit the Ming Lei Saber in Yuan Futong's hand!
Seeing this,
Yuan Futong quickly raised the Dark Thunder Sword in his hand, and the two-finger-wide back of the blade directly shook away the flames churning in the void, and made a dull 'Woo' sound. !
Next second,
Wow!
The fly whisk in Lu Ya's hand was directly swung away by the Ming Lei Knife. The green light on the blade flashed, and Yuan Futong's momentum, which was originally soaring into the sky, instantly turned into the momentum of Mount Tai,
Nine Netherworlds When the thunder knife broke through the air and made a piercing scream, it seemed to have turned into the only murderous intention in the world, and it slashed towards Lu Yao's neck!
Lu Ya has no doubt,
If he was hit by the Dark Thunder Saber, he would definitely stay here today!
But when the magic sword was approaching, it was too late for Lu Ya to hide. A golden flame suddenly burst out from his pupils that had shrunk into a vertical line!
Then,
Boom!
With a muffled sound, Lu Ya instantly turned into a ball of golden flames!
Heaven,
Tongtian, who had always been curious about the origin of Lu Ya, suddenly exclaimed: "Innate fire spirit? Is this Lu Ya actually the surviving Golden Crow?"
It's not surprising that Tongtian can't see through it, because Lu Ya The source of pressure is too great!
He is an innate fire spirit, the son of the ancient demon emperor of the Demon Court, Di Jun, the Lord of the Sun, and Xihe, the Lord of the Taiyin. He is also the nephew of the Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi.
At that time, the Demon Court was shattered, and Donghuang Taiyi activated the Donghuang Bell on the eve of his death, and in the past and future, all the remaining luck of the Demon Court was injected into the body of the only remaining Golden Crow!
Of course Tongtian cannot see through such a terrifying origin!
Even if Lu Ya reveals his true identity in front of outsiders, outsiders may not be able to know!
It’s understandable that Tongtian was so shocked!
But at this time,
After the shock, Tongtian found it too late to take action!
Yuan Futong's sword that cut the sky and the earth struck hard on the golden flame!
puff!
The flames were raging,
just like a volcano that had been silent for thousands of years, erupting in an instant without warning, the billowing flames directly engulfed Yuan Futong!
The moment when the golden flames and the terrifying innate fire spirit overwhelmed Yuan Futong——
The power of humanity surrounding Yuan Futong collapsed on the spot, and then the golden armor he was wearing was also visible to the naked eye. The visible speed turns red, melts, and then vaporizes again!
Yuan Futong, on the other hand, kept waving his sword in the golden flames and remained motionless!
Next second,
Huh!
The golden flames detached from Yuan Futongzhou and gathered behind him again. A pale-faced Lu Ya emerged from the quickly extinguished flames.
After that,< br>
Lu Ya glanced at Yuan Futong in shock. He wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth, but no words came out!
Finally,
Lu Ya sighed softly and walked towards the outside of the formation!
The moment Lu Ya just walked out of the flame formation——
Poof!
Yuan Futong's hair spontaneously ignited strangely, and the golden flame quickly spread to his whole body. In an instant, Yuan Futong turned into a burning man!
But if you look carefully,
you will find that pale golden flames are spraying out from every pore of Yuan Futong, and his flesh and blood are slowly withering. , shriveled...
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