Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 1264
Resurrection of the Borderless Immortal King!

This sounds like an impossible thing, but the clues point to this.

Su Bujin rubbed his chin, and whispered to himself: "This should be the 'plan' that the Eight-Armed Immortal said before he died."

Resurrecting the Immortal King, this is an extremely crazy plan.

Whoever wants to implement this plan must also be a lunatic.

"Who on earth wants to revive the Immortal King Wujiang? You must know that if this taboo fairy formation gets out of control, the consequences will be unimaginable, and you may be killed by backlash." Fan Wenyue frowned.

Fan He said: "It doesn't matter who wants to resurrect the Immortal King Wujiang, what is important is that if the Immortal King Wujiang is really resurrected, it will undoubtedly cause a big trouble for the underworld."

Wu Ludao: "Needless to say so far, if such a boundless fairy king is really resurrected, it is impossible for us to leave this space of the fairy king alive."

Suddenly, Fanhe's eyes lit up, and he thought of something, fixed his eyes on the sarcophagus and said: "Why don't we take away the body of the Immortal King, so that we won't have any worries in the future."

Wu Lu's mind was also moved, and he quietly stepped forward, approached the sarcophagus, and pretended to mention it casually: "It is said that the immortal king's body can't move, and may be cursed. My Wu family has a lot of research on curses, why don't I put Wujiang Take the body of the Immortal King back to the Wu Clan."

As he said that, an uncontrollable fiery look flashed across Wu Lu's eyes, and he couldn't wait to take the sarcophagus away.

The next moment, Wu Lu stopped his movements abruptly due to the coldness coming from his neck.

Fan He held a divine weapon dagger and put it on Wu Lu's neck. The blade of the dagger shone with a cold light, and he could cut off Wu Lu's head at any time if he wanted to.

I just heard Fan He say without the slightest emotion: "Friend Daoist, is it too unkind for you to want to take away such a treasure as the body of the Immortal King alone?"

Wulu's expression froze on his face, and he forced a smile and said, "I'm thinking of you too, you must know the curse."

"The curse of bullshit, it's nothing more than fooling others with your words. I really feel that I have never seen an immortal king. Do you think we can't see your intention to swallow the immortal king's body?" Fan He said coldly.

Wu Lu sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to say, "Okay, then let's discuss how to divide the body of Immortal King Wujiang."

Fan He sneered and said: "Score? Fellow Daoist, chances are always won by strength, you have become a fairy, don't you know this truth?"

Wu Lu's expression also became ugly, and he said, "What do you mean?"

Fanhe said unceremoniously: "It means, it's not for you!"

Wu Lu got a little angry, and said: "Speak a bit of morality, okay, everyone who sees it will have a share, I can't swallow it all by myself, so you can swallow it all by yourself?"

Fanhe said: "It was you who didn't talk about morality first, so you are not qualified to talk about the word 'morality' with me. You don't even think about the body of Immortal King Wujiang."

"Okay, then show me your strength!" Naturally, it was impossible for Wu Lu to compromise with Fan He so easily, his figure disappeared in the same place in an instant, and the next moment he appeared behind Fan He like a ghost .

"Golden Lightning God Thunder!" The golden thunder and lightning were violent and terrifying, and the light passed by like a golden snake. The sacred golden light seemed to be able to judge everything in the world, gathered in the thunder and lightning, and condensed in Wu Lu's hands. The fist blasted towards Fanhe.

"The Way of Extreme Wood!" Fan He put his palms together calmly without panicking, and countless vines emerged from the ground, twisting and twisting like pythons, forming a wooden shield to block Wulu's golden thunder.

Mukelei, no matter how strong Ren Wulu's lightning is, it can't break Fanhe's wooden shield.

"Damn it!" Wu Lu cursed, Dijiang's bloodline is of the thunder attribute, and thunder and lightning are his strongest means, the most feared is the power of wood and earth, he backed away, trying to distance himself from Fanhe .

Unfortunately, Fanhe will not give him a chance to breathe.

"The Way of the Cave Rock!" Fan He pressed his hand on the ground, the ground changed, the rocks raised, the dust swept in, and the soil flowed like a wave, instantly wrapping Wu Lu's body in it.

Golden thunder and lightning erupted all over Wu Lu's body, struggling to break free from the shackles, but unfortunately the way of cave rock belongs to the power of earth, which is specially used to restrain the power of thunder and lightning of his Dijiang bloodline.

Fanhe said: "Don't waste your energy, go back and practice for a few more years, otherwise it will only be embarrassing."

Wulu yelled unwillingly: "Bastard, let me go, if you have the ability, don't use the power of the way of extreme wood and the way of cave rock, let's compete in immortal power!"

"Okay." Surprisingly, Fanhe actually withdrew the power of the cave rock, and the soil that wrapped Wulu submerged into the ground again, as if nothing had happened.

Wu Lu was also taken aback, he didn't expect the other party to be so forthright, and immediately mobilized all the immortal power in his body to attack Fan He aggressively, "Enlighten me!"

And Fanhe also released his own immortal power.

boom!
There was a muffled sound, and immediately afterwards, Wu Lu was sent flying out again.

"No, we are better than the flesh!"

"Okay."

"boom!"

"No, let's compete in fairy art!"

"Okay."

"boom!"

"."

After burning a stick of incense, Wu Lu slumped on the ground after countless times of comparisons. He was exhausted after all the tossing.

Never won.

Completely defeated.

Fanhe came forward slowly and said, "Have you taken it now?"

Wu Lu gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

Fanhe said: "The Sanskrit, Fanhe."

"So it's the Sanskrit, no wonder." Wu Lu smiled wryly twice, he, the awakened Dijiang bloodline, was not wronged by the Sanskrit.

Immediately, Wu Lu glanced at Li Chengmu and Su Bujin, "But even if you defeat me, it doesn't mean you can swallow the body of the Immortal King all by yourself, the two over there are like monsters, much more difficult to deal with than me, Are you sure you can snatch food from them?"

Fan He smiled and said: "I forgot to tell you, one of them is my Sanskrit, and the other wants to marry my Sanskrit, so they are half Sanskrit, they are both in the same family, do you think we will fight?"

After Wu Lu was silent for a long time, he finally said: "It's really unlucky to meet a group of people like you."

Fan He smiled slightly, and threw the artifact dagger in his hand to Wu Lu.

Wu Lu asked a little puzzled, "Why?"

Fan He said: "Although I can't share the body of the Immortal King with you, we came here together anyway. This artifact should be your compensation."

"How can this thing compare to the body of an immortal king?" Wu Lu muttered, but quickly put away the artifact dagger, still complaining, "Just one artifact sent me away. Whoosh, the Sanskrit people are not generous at all."

Seeing that Wu Lu took away his artifact, Fanhe felt relieved, he jumped up and came to the sarcophagus.

(End of this chapter)