Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze from outside the hall door, and then glanced at the shadow that had been suppressed by Nineteen.
Without its scales, the phantom lost most of its combat effectiveness. At this time, it could only be suppressed in the void by Nineteen with thousands of demonic energy.
Lu Yuan took out the scale armor he had just won and played with it in his hands.
The phantom could only watch what belonged to him fall into the hands of others, and felt hatred for Yayoi in his heart.
The phantom glanced upward, with murderous intent deep in his eyes. As soon as he thought about it, he suppressed his murderous intent and pretended to be a bit of a master.
"I would like to advise you, please return that scale armor obediently, and I will spare your life!"
"Otherwise, countless remaining souls of the Xuanzhong royal family will be awakened by Gu. By then, even if you have all kinds of good fortune, you will not be able to get out alive!"
When Lu Yuan heard this, a smile appeared on his lips. He flipped and played with the scale armor, as if this thing was not a creation carrying the power of Tao at all, but just a casual toy.
"Countless remnant souls?"
Lu Yuan smiled, and threw the spear in his hand horizontally. There was only a "crack" sound before it was thrown into the ground.
The endless force of spears clung to the sky, rising up and covering the entire hall.
"You should shout. If you shout, one more person will die today! You'd better shout them all! They will be destroyed together!"
Seeing that Lu Yuan was not afraid, the phantom's heart skipped a beat.
What he just said was entirely to try to calm Lu Yuan.
Are there any other remnant souls in the tombs of the Xuanzhong royal family?
He also relies on this super saint-level armor to protect his remnant soul and survive until now.
Now that this scaly armor has been taken away by others, this remnant of his soul will also be destroyed soon!
Xuying thought for a while in his heart, and finally sneered, a sense of arrogance emanating from his eyes.
He is from the royal family of Xuanzhong and bears the honor of the royal family. When encountering today's events, he naturally has to show his royal demeanor! Protect the glory of the royal family for tens of thousands of years!
The phantom stood with his hands behind his back, and his whole body seemed to have a bit of a kingly aura.
His eyes fell on Lu Yuan, and the corners of his mouth suddenly moved into a bright smile.
"My little friend, look, you are not a swordsman, so this scale armor is of no use to you!"
"If you want to use anything, just tell me. Even if it's not in this tomb, I can ask the Xuanzhong royal family to prepare it for you!"
"As long as you return this scale armor to me, you
Whatever you want is fine!”
Xuying maintained the bright smile on his face.
Go to the bullshit glory of riding a horse!
Get rid of that bullshit style!
The immortal soul is the greatest!
If his remaining soul dissipates today, there will be nothing left!
As long as he can keep his remaining soul alive today, even if he is asked to call him daddy, he will accept it!
Seeing the phantom's attitude turning 180 degrees, the expression on Lu Yuan's face did not change at all, and there was still a smile.
Lu Yuan knew exactly what this old boy was thinking!
Regardless of how good he is now, if he gets his scale armor back, he will probably attack immediately and kill him and Jiu Li right here!
"Want scale armor?"
Lu Yuan held the scale armor and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
The phantom nodded, with some hope in his heart.
As long as this kid puts forward a condition, no matter what it is, he will try his best to satisfy it!
As long as he gets the scale armor, he will take back all the insults this kid gave him!
Lu Yuan held it in his hand, and the scale armor was retracted again. He stretched out his right hand, and the Heaven and Earth Righteous Sword appeared in his hand.
Xuying saw Lu Yuan smiling maliciously, and his heart skipped a beat, "You...what are you going to do?"
Lu Yuan raised his sword, and the aura around him was swirling wildly. He said lightly: "I just stabbed you with my sword!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yuan raised his sword and slashed out. Nineteen cooperated very well, and all kinds of demonic energy pressed on Xu Ying's body, suppressing it to death.
The sword energy enveloped him and struck directly at the shadow.
"bass!--"
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
The sword energy passed by, and a shrill cry was raised, echoing in the huge hall, like a resentful ghost from hell, constantly howling.
The sword energy was strong, and Nineteen let go of the shadow. The shadow's eyes were pierced, and the corrosion of the power of the right path continued to erode the shadow's remaining soul.
The pain, which is almost piercing through the soul, rises and falls on the shadow's body.
The phantom covered his eyes, howling sounds continued to come out of his mouth, and his body began to become illusive, as if it would disappear in the next second.
"You bastard! Who the hell are you!!!"
at this time!!!
Outside the main hall, a powerful aura also fluctuated at this time.
Nineteen immediately dodged and returned to the Heavenly Demon Tower of Lu Yuan's consciousness.
land
Yuan glanced at it and sneered, "This Mu Panshan came quickly."
Lu Yuan raised his hand again, holding a talisman in his hand. Beside him, a magic circle rose vertically and horizontally from the ground, and Lu Yuan's figure also became illusory.
He raised his voice slightly so that Xuying could hear him, "Remember, my name is Chu Sheng!"
After saying that, the magic circle under Lu Yuan's feet shook, and the figure immediately disappeared.
"Bang!——"
The door of the main hall was slammed open, and Mu Panshan rushed in quickly.
He glanced around and found that all the rare treasures in the royal tombs had disappeared.
The mountains of spiritual herbs and elixirs that were once piled up are now gone!
Mu Panshan's eyes quickly fixed on the phantom in mid-air, and he immediately bowed respectfully and saluted, "I have met His Highness, Ancestor!"
The phantom was in extreme pain, and its power was constantly dissipating.
His face was also tortured by pain and became ferocious. His eyes were now destroyed and he could not see the person in front of him at all.
Mu Panshan also noticed that the atmosphere around His Royal Highness was very turbulent, but he did not dare to move forward rashly.
This remnant soul has existed for a long time. If something goes wrong, even with his current strength, he cannot interfere rashly.
The phantom endured the pain and said in a weak voice, "You...are you a descendant of my ancient clan?!"
Mu Panshan replied respectfully: "I am the close bodyguard of the current Empress Xuanzhong. If Your Highness the Ancestor has anything to say, please feel free to ask!"
The shadow shook, as if it would shatter in a moment.
He used his last strength and roared loudly, "The order of Chuangu! Kill Chu Sheng! All descendants of my ancient clan must obey the order!"
As soon as the words fell, the shadow disappeared in the air.
Mu Panshan still stood there, his eyes drooped, full of darkness.
He immediately rolled his aura around the entire hall, but did not find any aura belonging to Lu Yuan.
Mu Panshan frowned slightly, is Lu Yuan really not here?!
The ancestor just looked like his soul had been eroded by something!
The ancestor screamed at Chu Sheng, could it be that this kid had done something?
But isn’t this guy in the Phoenix Ruins?
How could I be talked about by my ancestor?
Layers of mysteries surround Mupan Mountain.
After a few breaths, Mu Panshan rolled up his body and headed for the Phoenix Ruins.