Necropolis Immortal

“Not bad, it's dangerous out of town, and the ancient fairy tomb there is more of a death jedi. Since you are going to seal the tomb of Ancient Immortals, you must be surrounded by someone to protect you! ”

In the city of Qingzhou, some cactus should be reconciled.

Now they know the end of the story.

Previously, the two men rushed to inform Qingzhou Pastoral Yin Spirit Tide is coming... Otherwise, I'm afraid all the city pools in Qingzhou have been lost and this place has been turned into a dead place.

Now that he is in despair, don't say that Lu Yun is a fictional monk. Even if he is just an ordinary man, they will die as a living horse doctor.

“No need, too many people easily attract the attention of the Yin Spirit, I go with Ching Lung enough. ”

This Xuantian fruit throne of the Wind Nation pulled another Xuantian fruit throne of the Qing Nation.

Both of them are the strong ones who picked seven Xuan Tiandao fruits, and are the best in this magnificent sky.

Ching Long, with the wind clan of this Xuantian fruit position, the wind two people fell from the sky, one left and one right standing beside Lu Yun and Ching Cold.

“You stay here. ”

Lu Yun said to Ching Cold.

Chill shook his head, "At a critical moment, I can help. ”

Looking at the firm eyes in the cold eyes, Lu Yun nodded slowly.

“Let's go. ”

Lu Yun did not reject the wind tsunami and Chinglong. He really needed protection, and he really needed some strong people to accompany him.

Even if these two don't come along, Lu Yun will find them.

……

Buzz!

Once the white road to the sky shook, he took Lu Yun and four others out of Xuanzhou City and headed towards the ancient immortal tomb.

At this moment, outside the tomb of the ancient fairy, it has been surrounded by a ray of blood.

The heavenly world held a bamboo wand and sometimes killed an extraordinarily powerful bloody spirit, beating it constantly against that layer of blood.

Lu Yun, when the cold fell on the side of the ancient fairy tomb, Qinglong and the wind tsunami both appeared in the hands of two powerful fruit-bearing fairies, provoking tremendous power in heaven and earth, temporarily blocking those bloody evil spirits.

“Whatever you have to do, hurry up and we won't last long. ”

The wind and waves looked at Lu Yun, and the playful killing intentions in his eyes were not hidden. He seemed to be watching a jumping clown perform.

Between the wind tsunami and Chinglong, they were idle and had no intention of sustaining themselves. Their bodies flashed with a strange blood light, isolating the breath of life from them and fleeing the bloody shadows for a short time.

But the defensive lights they put up were constantly shocked and swayed.

“Senior. ”

Lu Yun and Qingcoln ignored them, but arched their hands slightly in the other direction.

“The martyrs have arrived and begun. ”

When he heard Lu Yun's words, Qinglong and Feng Xiao were creepy.

“Lu Yun!!! The Yin Spirit Tide was caused by you...”

The wind screamed.

But before his words were finished, a green bamboo wand fell on his head and knocked him over.

Ching Lung tried to escape, but was still beaten by a wand from heaven.

Lu Yun soared a black flame and guarded him alongside the chill beside him.

The Fire of Hell separates the breath of life, and the bloody shadow turns a blind eye to them.

At this moment, outside of Immortal City, those guarding Immortal City and resisting the bloody shadow are also watching here.

When they saw the heavens and the earth would fall, and the wind and the two others overthrew, they heard the sound of the wind and their faces became extremely pale.

Lu Yun?

That man is Lu Yun? Then the other must be cold.

Did Lu Yun really cause the Yin Spirit Boom?

What's he gonna do? Are we going to avenge the evil sky?

“Lu Yun is the Bishop of the Star Demon Church, one of the demons! ”

The Cactus of the Wind clan shouted out: “He came here to start the fierce tide, then fake ventilation letters, to lead us here, I'm afraid to use our lives to raise these demons! ”

As soon as it came out, people were panicking.

In the moment, a few Xuantian fruit bites, because of the instability of the mind, between a moment of negligence, the defense was broken by the Yin spirits, and the instant they were eaten, only a pair of dead bones fell to the ground.

“Shut up! ”

Old Uncle Wang sighed and drank loudly: “Who dares to talk nonsense again, let alone blame my sword for ruthlessness! ”

Whoa!

Between the words, in the hands of the old uncle, an extra sword of immortality appeared.

Under the snowflake of the sword, the Wind Immortal, who had just spoken, was broken into pieces.

The rest of you, as cold as a cicada, dare not say anything more.

“Lu Yun, what are you doing! ”

At this moment, the old uncle Zhou was surrounded by a white light. He looked at Lu Yun next to the Immortal Tomb and drank and asked.

“Feng clan, the two Ching clans have enemies with me. Do their predecessors also believe? ”

Lu Yun opened his spectacles and began to survey the terrain.

Lu Yun's words were not loud, it was not very far out, and few people could hear him, but they were all the most powerful.

“Besides, the two men knew who I was and deliberately followed me here... don't you see what their hearts are all about? ”

Lu Yun smiled slightly, "But at this moment, even if they have all the sins, they will also cancel out. The way I sealed this ancient tomb was to bury these two here! ”

Lu Yun's voice became louder and louder, and he became deaf and deaf.

Those immortals who could hear Lu Yun, their ears shook directly.

Bury the two immortals who picked seven Xuantiandao fruits here… seal this ancient immortal tomb?

The storm and Chinglong are still alive.

When they heard Lu Yun's words, their faces suddenly turned pale.

Bury them here to seal the tombs of the ancient fairies? They are the highest Xuantian fruit position, they have experienced a great deal of danger, and have picked seven Xuantian fruit positions, they are above the people in the fairy world.

Now you're going to be buried by an ant like a fairy...?

“Lu Yun! ”

All of a sudden, an old man drinks coldly: "If both of them lose a sweat, I will destroy you Xuanzhou!" ”

This old man is also a Xuantian fruit throne, picked eight Xuantian fruits... He is the strong of the Qing clan.

At this moment, his eyes almost erupted and his heart went out to save him, but he couldn't break through that stacked wave of evil spirits.

“So this senior is trying to stop me from saving Qingzhou? ”

Lu Yun's tone carries a little mockery, "If that's what you said, you'll have to obey the order that night. The Spirit of Qingzhou is life, nor can the creatures of Xuanzhou die unjustly. ”

When I heard Lu Yun say this, the lungs of the Qing clan's Xuantian fruit position almost blew up.

A soft sentence snapped a black pot to his head.

“Lu Yun, whatever the means, if the Qing clan dares to attack Xuanzhou, my Qingzhou will be merged into Xuanzhou, and the Qing clan will not die! ”

At this time, Qingzhou pastoral head Qingzhou Dayin, bathing blood killed him, he looked at the Qing clan's Xuantian fruit position, and drank aloud.

“Since Qingzhou Liam said so, then the younger generation should not be respectful as ordered. ”

Between the words, Lu Yun waved his hand and took down two runes from Qinglong and Wind Tsunami. It was these two runes that temporarily isolated the breath of life of the two people, preventing the Yin spirits from perceiving their existence.

“Seniors, please re-arrange the ground as the seniors said. ”

Lu Yun looked at the heavenly field, his face was full of weight.

“The youngest will bury the fairy. ”