Mysterious Medium Chapter 142 Sun Yunting is enchanted!
Sun Yunting was stunned. The half-dead Sun Xinghe in front of him still had his last breath.
The horribly broken flesh skeleton moved its jaws, its eyes had long been burned out, and it could only rely on the last voice it had just captured to open its mouth with all its strength, "Master... Master...
..”
The next moment, all the spiritual energy around Sun Xinghe's remains dispersed, and all hope of life ended at this moment.
The skeleton of flesh and bones fell downwards, and with a "snap" sound, it fell hard on a platform, and then scattered, its body was broken into pieces, and its bones and flesh were broken into pieces.
The entire Supreme Court fell into silence, and everyone looked at Lu Yuan with eyes full of disbelief.
They just witnessed the purple flame knife slashing Lu Yuan with their own eyes!
Why is it Sun Xinghe who is being burned to death by Zi Fenhuo now?!
Lu Yuan stood tall, with all the remaining golden runes on his body fading away. His eyes fell on Sun Yunting, whose body was stiff, and a cold voice emerged in his heart.
[System prompt: The replacement symbol has been used! Deduct the host villain’s luck value: 5000!]
Not far away, Sun Yunting's originally upright figure bent down at some point. His whole body was slightly stooped, and his originally ruthless eyes were dim and colorless.
"Grandson...grandson..."
Sun Yunting murmured, tears welling up in his eyes, and all kinds of sadness swept him over.
Such sadness makes me shed tears when I see it, and I feel sadness when I smell it!
When the people standing on various mountain peaks saw this, they couldn't help but feel a little sad in their hearts.
This sword sect, Sun Yunting, has long since lost his remaining family members. Sun Xinghe is his only relative. Now that he is dead, he can be regarded as the real heirloom.
When everyone was lamenting, suddenly, an inappropriate voice came, "Tsk, it's really uncomfortable for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person."
"Sun Yunting, don't be sad, this Holy Son will send you down to reunite with him soon!"
Hearing this, Sun Yunting suddenly stopped feeling sad, and a boundless anger rose from the bottom of his heart.
It’s all Lu Yuan!
If it weren't for Lu Yuan, he wouldn't have died on Daofeng!
His grandson Sun Xinghe will not die either!
It’s all Lu Yuan’s fault!
Sun Yunting held his hand, and the flames of the purple flame sword rose up, and the thousand-foot-long flame sword suddenly cut across the entire world.
Crazy purple flames burst out, spitting tongues of fire crazily. Behind Sun Yunting, the boundless purple almost occupied half of the sky.
The endless flames quickly burned away the clothes on Sun Yunting's upper body, and the purple flames instantly enveloped his body.
Sun Yunting was slightly shocked, and the flames faded away, replaced by a pair of purple armor. On the armor, dots of purple flames rippled, carrying a bit of coercion.
"Sun Yunting has actually used the Purple Burning Fire to such a level?!"
Zeng Tai frowned slightly, obviously he didn't expect Sun Yunting to be able to train the purple fire armor and add it to himself!
With the blessing of this set of armor and Sun Yunting's life-threatening appearance, even if Zeng Tai stood in front of Sun Yunting today, he would not dare to say that he would escape unscathed!
This guy Lu Yuan!
Yu Chu had already scolded Lu Yuan thousands of times in his heart. Only now did he realize that this kid had completely tricked him!
Just when Sun Yunting was slashing him with his sword, Lu Yuan looked at him, knowing that he was sure that the rest of his life would take action to restrain Sun Yunting, so that Lu Yuan could leave and Sun Xinghe could come.
time!
"This bastard is looking for death!"
Yu Chu didn't understand why Lu Yuan wanted to anger Sun Yunting again and again!
The sword peak collapsed and Sun Xinghe died. These incidents did not cause any direct harm to Sun Yunting at all, but they could only push Sun Yunting to the edge of madness!
When Sun Yunting faced Lu Yuan like this, he was like a wild beast, fighting to the death!
What benefits do these have to Lu Yuan!
Could it be that this kid is so arrogant that he thinks he is not afraid of anyone?!
The spiritual energy in Yu Chu's hand surged, and overwhelming power arose from behind him. His body moved and he stood in front of Lu Yuan.
"Boy, just stand behind me. Even if I am the only one today, I will protect you!"
Yu Chu's expression was very solemn, and he was a little wary of Sun Yunting.
On a normal day, who is this Sun Yunting, and is he worthy of facing off against his Yu Chu?!
But now, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes!
If Sun Yunting finds the right opportunity to blow himself up, even Yu Chu may be involved!
Lu Yuan looked very indifferent and put away the Nine Heavens Coiling Dragon Spear in his hand. The little true dragon
He also left the gun body and wrapped around Lu Yuan's arm, very intimately.
"Lao Yu, if Sun Yunting dies, I will take the spiritual fire."
Hearing this, Yu Chu turned around and shouted, "When are you still thinking about the spiritual fire?! You still pray that he won't jump over the wall and find the right opportunity to kill you!"
"Won't."
Lu Yuan raised a smile on his lips and looked very determined, "He can't kill this Holy Son now!"
"You brat, if he can't kill you, then I'm not protecting you?! But you can't take it lightly. You must follow me, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Yu Chu looked back and stared closely at Sun Yunting's every move.
Regardless of the friendship with the Lu family or the few days spent with this kid, Yu Chu didn't want Lu Yuan to die.
Sun Yunting stared at Lu Yuan in the sky, his eyes almost split open.
Soon, he felt that the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and something seemed to be stirring in his heart.
At first, this power was like a thread, constantly flowing through his limbs, but after a while, this power doubled.
With the presence of these powers in the spiritual energy, sea of energy, and consciousness, Sun Yunting felt a trace of panic in his eyes.
His body seemed to be out of control!
Lu Yuan, who was standing behind Yu Chu, stood with his hands behind his back, a calm and strategizing look on his face.
But in his consciousness, the demonic energy surrounding the Heavenly Demon Lord Tower was separated, forming threads that shot toward a white figure outside the tower.
Those demonic energies entangled the white figure, controlling it like a puppet.
If you look carefully, you will find that the white figure looks exactly like Sun Yunting!
Lu Yuan opened his mouth slightly and silently uttered one word, "Demon puppet, come!"
Above the void, the purple flames around Sun Yunting were seen rising instantly, directly covering the entire sky. The ten-sword formation was unable to trap Sun Yunting at all, and was completely shattered in just an instant.
"call!--"
The raging flames are raging like a mad demon, showing off wantonly.
"This is?!"
Yu Chu's eyes fell on the black aura with purple vertical and horizontal edges.