Necropolis Immortal

Chen Xiao's eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

Both the dragon tombs of the North Sea Dragon Nation and the ancient trees of life in the endless desert are legendary things.

Heavenly Dragon Ball, the fruit of the ancient tree of life, has long been buried in history with the extinction of two peak forces.

Heavenly Dragon Ball, the fruit of the ancient tree of life itself, although not as good as the Fusang Divine Tree, is also the premier treasure of the Immortal Realm.

“North Sea Dragon Tomb, I can find it! ”

Lu Yun did not shy away from Chen Xiao's eyes. His tone was firm: “Now we have the Fu Song Divine Tree, which can dissolve the myriad poisons of the cold. But in order to completely eradicate the poison from his body, it is necessary to collect all three treasures. ”

“Okay.”

Chen Xiaowei nodded slightly, "Give me the fruit of the ancient trees of life in the endless desert, you go to the North Sea Dragon tomb to collect the celestial dragon ball. ”

“But not in a hurry, first dissolve the poisonous phage on the little cold. ”

……

Lu Yun did not know how to use the Fu Song Divine Tree to dissolve the myriad of poisons on the cold body, but Emperor Ziwei could do it.

Chen Xiaoqing doubtless guarded Lu Yun outside to prevent people from bothering Lu Yun again. Neither does Emperor Ziwei know what method is used to hide her own figure, and unless someone steps into this room, she cannot be found.

“The sword in your hand is purple. ”

When Emperor Ziwei reappeared, he looked at Lu Yun with some shock.

“You know the Purple Mausoleum Sword? ”

Lu Yun Yi.

Emperor Ziwei nodded, “The Ziling Sword, in my time, appeared and was controlled by an extinct genius. And this sword has been documented in earlier literature. Purple Sword, it does bury my body. ”

“Is this a sword or a mausoleum? ”

Lu Yun was somewhat surprised.

The age of Emperor Ziwei was too old, at least a million years old.

“I don't know, but I've studied this purple fairy sword, and the sword of this fairy sword seems to have buried the civilization of countless times… I suspect that the fairy world, destroyed 100,000 years ago, is buried in the sword of this sword. ”

Emperor Ziwei sighed a little and said her thoughts.

“ …… ”

Lu Yun felt that such a statement, some of the heavens and the earth had fallen apart.

A nine-pint Immortal Sword, buried in the immortal world of millions of times of civilization?

Lu Yun was somewhat unacceptable. If it existed like the shepherd's diagram or the Kowloon raised the coffin, Lu Yun would still believe it.

But the purple sword, it's just a nine-pint sword.

However, the mausoleum within the meaning of the purple sword is still somewhat blurred, and Lu Yun himself cannot see who is buried in the mausoleum.

“Do you know hell? ”

Suddenly, Lu Yun's divine color moved and asked.

Emperor Ziwei shook his head and shook his head. “I know the ruins of Heaven and Hell, which is where some immortal court in the fairy world holds a felon... but I have never heard of Hell. ”

Neither does Emperor Ziwei know hell!

Emperor Ziwei was the supreme Immortal Realm at least a million years ago, and even she didn't know hell... so the legend of hell disappeared in the Immortal Realm at least a million years ago.

Even Lu Yun suspected that there was something to erase the legend of hell from the fairy world.

But the presence of the Kowloon in the coffin was the word 'hell’.

It's older than the Emperor Ziwei!

“Whatever this is, let's start by dissolving the poison from Chill. ”

Lu Yun threw everything behind his head and hurried to say it.

“Not yet. ”

Emperor Ziwei shook his head, “His innate five-line power is struggling to counteract all poisons. You have to wait for one side to overwhelm the other before you can motivate the Fusan Tree to dissolve those dramatic poisons. ”

“You mean… innate five lines of force can also counteract the poison on Ching Ching?! ”

Lu Yun's eyes instantly widened.

“Yes.”

Emperor Ziwei nodded softly, "The solar fire on the Fusang god tree belongs to a kind of innate flame in itself, that's why... Ugh! ”

Before the words of Emperor Ziwei were finished, Lu Yun reached out and grabbed him towards the southern void.

Whoo!

The power of a pure, innate fire fell into his hands.

“Is that enough? ”

Lu Yun looked at Emperor Ziwei and asked.

Emperor Ziwei looked at the power of this group of innate fire... This power can only be mobilized by the legendary Quadripartite gods.

But in front of this, but the immortal who had just stepped into the realm of the Yuan God, it was so easy to capture the power of the innate fire Yuan from the South!

Reverse heaven?

No, it's not against the sky, it seems at this moment that the sky is in his control!

“Not enough? ”

Lu Yun frowned slightly, and he grabbed another hand towards the south. A larger group of innate fire yuan fell into his hands.

“Enough, stop! ”

When Emperor Ziwei waved his hand, a purple cloud of light flashed through and completely sealed the room.

“Did you start? ”

Ching and Chen Xiao, sitting in the main city hall drinking alcohol, stopped and looked at the room.

“Such a powerful force that even we couldn't see through what was going on in that room, the kid did have some cards. ”

Ching sighed without a doubt.

“Why do I feel like this power has appeared on the body of a whisper? ”

Chen Xiao twisted his head, “Guess that kid gave it to the whisperer again. Does he really not know that Ching is a Qing language? ”

“After you left yesterday, Lu Yun told me that Chill's place in his heart is more important than the Qing language. He doesn't even know if he really likes whispers. ”

Ching unquestionably drank a small sip of wine, “Lu Yun said correctly, he has not yet seen the true body of the whisper, and does not even know who the whisper really is, where will there be any real feelings! ”

“He likes to whisper because chilling is whispering. ”

Ching doubtless shook his head and said, “This kid's feelings for Ching Ching are real, so are his feelings for the whispers. ”

“Cut.”

Chen Xiao skipped his mouth and didn't answer.

……

“Don't ever show your power in front of outsiders again! ”

The divine colour of Emperor Ziwei reached its extreme seriousness, “The innate power of the five lines is not the realm of the immortals, nor is it the realm of the immortals! This is the gift of the Quadrilateral Spirit, the Four Gods! ”

“If the descendants of the Quartet gods knew you existed, it would be an endless end. ”

Emperor Ziwei's obsession had just merged with her soul. She could not be watching the outside world all the time. Only then could she know where the innate five lines of force came from.

Lu Yun nodded, “I get it. ”

“Are these congenital fire dollars enough? ”

Lu Yun asked again.

“Enough. ”

The Emperor Ziwei nodded slightly, "I'll take care of this. You need to keep your spirits up and prepare for what the King will inherit the next day. ”

“This heavenly king who fell in Xuanzhou, known as the" Floating King ", was the first day king under Emperor Chen. There is a treasure in his sword tower called Monijoo, which has helped me tremendously to recover my flesh, and I hope you can help me get Monijoo. ”

Emperor Ziwei said to Lu Yun.

“Okay.”

Lu Yun promised to come down.

Emperor Ziwei was buried here 100,000 years ago. Obsession also possessed divinity. Anything that happened in the land of Xuanzhou was between her thoughts. Naturally, the ancient Heavenly King could not conceal her identity.

“The inheritance of the Floating King, you can not, to buy people's hearts with love. But the sword tower 'Sword Float Slaughter', you should stay yourself. It is a mighty fairy. It broke a congenital treasure and became the mighty. ”

“Your purple sword is too evil to be used against eighteen generations of masters. In contrast, a sword float is better suited for your present life fairy. ”