Chapter 245 The Emperor's Aura Begins to Show. If the Luck Is Not Good, I Will Take It for Myself and Join the King of Zhenbei

The sky was filled with a constant sound of excitement.

It attracted exclamations from all directions.

The overwhelming sky fire, divine thunder, hail, and green wood were released from Wu Gongyu's body, and then quickly condensed into 999 clones. Each clone was extremely solid and exuded an extremely powerful aura, comparable to a great cultivator of the eleventh realm with profound cultivation.

Different clones were condensed by the avenues of different attributes, and their methods were even more unpredictable.

The Wu clan believed that all things have spirits, and they could summon the ancestors of the witches to come through their spirits, and could summon all kinds of creatures to help in the battle. To practice the legendary spiritualism, they did not need to have strong power, but emphasized a spiritual belief.

They also mobilized all kinds of power from heaven and earth and turned them into their own use.

The Saint Ziwei, who was watching from one side, flashed a look of surprise in her eyes.

"This is the innate great magical power of the witch clan, the Thousand Hands and Thousand Bodies Six Paths of Reincarnation, the forbidden art of the witch clan. It must be cultivated to the twelfth level of the Heavenly Witch before it can be successfully cultivated. The Great Nether Queen is indeed powerful. She can even comprehend such an elusive and lost magical power from ancient times?"

Taiwei Zhenjun also said with a solemn face: "Rumor has it that this is the unique skill of the twelve ancient ancestors of the witches. If it is cultivated to perfection, it can evolve into the Heavenly Witch Kingdom."

Seeing this scene, Luo Ying on the ground also became inexplicably nervous.

Even she herself did not understand it.

Since she heard the news of the defeat of the Jinwu Dynasty in the Fuyao Sword Palace and witnessed the death of her father, she has never cared about anyone again.

"Lord Qingying, this Great Nether Queen looks a little tyrannical. Do you think that His Royal Highness can fight against her?" The Baiyue Shangren on the side said meaningfully.

"No matter what the result is, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was able to defeat the Duke of Bloody Burial and fight with the Queen of the Great Netherworld, and he is already qualified to rule the Wujian Party." Fist Master Luo Shengmiao on the side, with his arms folded, his muscles like a dragon coiled and crouching were fully exposed.

Master Baiyue didn't think so. He smiled and shook his head and said, "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is defeated in this battle, everyone in the Tianshui River Region and even in Dayan here, do you think that Master Luoshan can escape instead of being trapped in a dead end?"

Fist Master Luo Shengmiao snorted coldly and said, "You said it as if you can get away!"

At this moment, Luo Ying replied calmly, "Don't worry, maybe there are still variables."

"If it was just now, would you think that His Royal Highness could defeat the Duke of Bloody Burial? Probably not, so you can only believe His Royal Highness, and with His Royal Highness's current cultivation, it is definitely not the eleventh realm, but the twelfth realm. Maybe he will have reservations next."

Master Baiyue nodded slightly and said, "What the adults said is not unreasonable, let's wait and see."

Above the sky.

Lu Mingyuan faced the surging sea of ​​people alone.

Although these clones were only condensed with the power of the six paths of heaven and earth, they all possessed extremely terrifying power. When they were united, even a sect master would have to retreat.

Wu Gongyu's original body, together with 999 clones, simultaneously formed the same witchcraft seal.

A thousand strange seals were superimposed together, and instantly condensed into an ancient mottled stone bridge, which was a thousand miles long and spanned the void.

On the bridge, three words were engraved in characters from an unknown ancient era.

"Huangquan Naihe Bridge."

A demonic voice sounded and echoed in the void.

Faintly, countless soul shadows appeared on the mottled stone bridge, all of them were extremely hideous, struggling hard to break free.

Lu Mingyuan clearly felt that there was a strange force that enveloped him, and it was trying to extract his holy soul from his body.

The mottled stone bridge moved and suppressed Lu Mingyuan.

At the same time, souls rushed out from the stone bridge, whistling fiercely, and rushed towards Lu Mingyuan frantically.

Lu Mingyuan's expression was solemn, and he kept his mind tightly, releasing the Taotie Divine Fire refined in his body.

Driven by the martial arts vitality, the Taotie Divine Fire soon turned into a sea of ​​fire, covering hundreds of miles.

The power of the divine fire was extremely terrifying. As soon as those souls approached, they were directly burned into nothingness, leaving nothing behind.

But the mottled stone bridge could not be burned, but could suppress the fire of the Taotie Divine Fire.

Lu Mingyuan held Yang Su in his hand, mobilized his own sword intent with all his strength, and displayed the second martial arts Tiangang magic.

It was called Five Elements Shaking the Sky.

It was divided into Ge Jin, Ze Mu, Xuan Shui, Li Huo, and Zhen Tu.

Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, are endless. Five different types of vitality merge into the space in front of them, causing violent ripples, like rippling water, and combining with the sword intent in the sky.

Transformed into a majestic sword energy and whistled out, five completely different sword lights have rushed straight into the sky.

A wisp of breeze brought up a crystal amber color, like the Nine Yang Lihuo, and it seemed to contain big rivers and rivers, and a raging torrent.

It was as if there were mountains in front of him, he would cut down the mountains!

If there were rivers and seas in front of him, he would separate the rivers and seas with sword intent!

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were firm, and every move was accompanied by a heavy vitality.

The world was silent, and everything in front of him was as slow as a tortoise.

When he turned into a rainbow light and walked in the sky, it was like walking on flat ground.

The purple gold energy flowed on his face, as if the stars in the sky were constantly reflecting the starlight, making the power of the five elements almost reach its peak.

The five-colored divine light appeared and disappeared, and every time it appeared, it was a mysterious sword, as heavy as a mountain, as deep as the sea, as falling as a star, or as a dragon turning over.

A warrior in the heavenly realm, every move not only borrows the power of heaven and earth, but also solidifies his body to the limit, refining his body into a magic weapon, standing at the end of the martial arts, every move is a magical power.

"Boom."

The space of several thousand feet in radius was shattered and annihilated in an instant.

Although the witch clan's magical power was extraordinary, it was still directly shattered by Wu Gongyu and her nine hundred and ninety-nine clones.

"Bang."

A terrible force rebounded and hit Lu Mingyuan's body, causing him to retreat again and again.

With a muffled groan, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lu Mingyuan's mouth.

Wu Gongyu's body shook violently and she also took a step back.

Her expression showed a rare surprise.

"Come again."

A thousand Wu Gongyu shouted at the same time.

Then, the figures moved together, releasing endless demonic energy. Behind each of them, an evil god's phantom condensed, and the black flames burning on the body seemed to burn everything in the world.

After performing the Thousand Hands and Thousand Bodies Six Paths of Reincarnation and summoning the stone bridge, her original power was indeed weakened a lot.

However, Wu Gongyu had her own reasons for not losing.

Integrate the Holy Underworld, reshape the six reincarnations, and revive his brother.

Open up a road to heaven that can accommodate all living things in the heavens.

She needs the power of Lu Mingyuan.

But Lu Mingyuan is the same.

He carries the expectations of so many people.

Now, he must not fall here!

[Trigger the trait "Martial Lord", fight fiercely with the Queen of the Underworld Wu Gongyu, temporarily increase the cultivation level by a large margin, and promote to the perfection of the heavenly realm. 】

"Zun Zi Fate-Qilin Martial Lord, the refining degree increases to 85%"

"Refining degree reaches 85%, unlocking the fate trait-Star Acupoint (Advanced)"

"Star Acupoint (Advanced): There is a bright moon in the sky, and my acupoint is like a star. The influence of all magical skills on you is greatly weakened, breaking the shackles of the flesh, and the potential is unlimited."

As the battle time increases, Lu Mingyuan's cultivation level increases more and more.

Lu Mingyuan continuously injected his own vitality into the martial arts body behind him, inspiring a terrifying power as vast as the abyss, and then the towering martial arts body continued to grow taller and bigger.

"Buzz!"

"Boom!"

Looking around, it was a thousand feet high.

Lu Mingyuan used his ultimate move Tiangang Fulong, intending to release the power of the body without reservation.

The main body made a move, and the body did the same, and the effect was even greater.

The thousand-foot body was surrounded by unparalleled blazing fire vitality, and the surging air waves swept in all directions.

For a moment, the sky and water within a radius of thousands of miles were boiling and quickly evaporated.

And the land was quickly melting and became a huge magma lake.

"Boom."

The powerful magical powers displayed by Wu Gongyu were all dissolved in an instant.

Except for her main body, the nine hundred and ninety-nine clones all retreated backwards and were hit hard.

Such might made the cultivators who came from all directions and observed silently smack their lips and exclaimed in amazement.

"What a terrible pressure, how can the Great Yan Prince release such a martial arts aura?"

"Even the witch clan Huangquan magic performed by a thousand Great Nether Queens can be resisted. Lu Mingyuan is going against the will of heaven!"

"Is it possible that the Great Nether Queen has an invincible history without any defeat? Is it going to happen this time? Then aren't we witnessing history?"

Nine hundred and ninety-nine clones dissipated, turned into dark demonic energy again, and sank into Wu Gongyu's body.

"Being able to break your own limits repeatedly is indeed an extraordinary physique, but that is not your power after all. This should be your adventure, right?" Wu Gongyu smiled faintly.

Lu Mingyuan came with a knife, creating ripples with every step.

With every step, Tongtian Sword Intention became stronger, and he said in a very calm tone:

"Adventure?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you are just like my father, you just need a Great Yan Prince, not some Lu Mingyuan."

"Since I let you go, I have been dormant for three years since I was imprisoned, day and night, practicing hard, and putting in several times more effort than those princes."

"When the adventure appears, I will be there."

Lu Mingyuan stood on Tianshui Lake, with a blazing divine fire burning outside his body, and his fighting spirit was high, like a demon lord on earth, and he said calmly:

"So now, the person standing in front of you is me."

Wu Gongyu frowned and said nothing.

Then, she raised her hand lightly, and the hot magma on the ground rushed up to the sky, drowning Lu Mingyuan.

"Who doesn't have a little adventure?"

Wu Gongyu took out a black tortoise shell and said lightly.

In an instant, a tall figure of gods and demons blessed the Great Nether Queen.

In the area covered by a layer of gray-black mist, two scarlet evil fires were revealed.

A monster was summoned by the Great Nether Queen.

Its body was like a yellow sac, its skin was as red as fire, it had six legs and four wings, it was faceless, and its faceless head could cover the sky and the sun.

It was incredible that the vast amount of magma and the sky-covering sword energy condensed by Lu Mingyuan were actually a black dot in an instant. The Dharma body that was thousands of feet tall was in danger, but it was not fixed, but was constantly compressed. The structure became more and more compact, and the terrifying squeezing force generated would crush even the martial arts Dharma body.

In the center of the Gold and Iron Mountain, there was a black hole space that was only about ten feet in size. Lu Mingyuan was in it. This space was not stable and was constantly shrinking. It had already reached its limit and could break at any time, with the risk of being swallowed.

Lu Mingyuan read the classics and saw the monster in front of him, and he felt bad.

One of the twelve ancient witch ancestors, Dijiang who mastered the avenue of space?

No, it should be just a projection incarnation.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the tortoise shell in Wu Gongyu's hand and felt the vast and strange luck from it.

The Queen of the Great Netherworld could actually carry the Great Netherworld's luck with her, using the great national luck to call on the power of the gods and turn it into her own use.

Her strength may be more than the twelfth realm.

No wonder she can command thousands of demons.

Wu Gongyu said calmly: "Since you can say what you just said, it is obvious that you have known a lot of the truth."

"The power of the ancestor witch represents the power of the gods, the destiny, and the fate. Why don't you give up resistance? I will help you avenge your hatred, how about it?"

Lu Mingyuan sighed and said: "Gongyu, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all."

"You will never say a word of nonsense to an enemy that can be killed. If you are not more than 50% sure, you will choose to use words to break the other party's Tao heart, right?"

After noticing this, Wu Gongyu's expression was no longer calm. There were ripples in his pupils, and his tone was extremely cold:

"Shut up!"

Lu Mingyuan smiled slightly, as if he understood something.

The picture scroll world is not only an experience of life.

The people and things that have been experienced are all real.

The world depicted by the painting saint is actually a time node.

He recorded the major events that had happened in the Great Thousand Canglan Map, and time was frozen at that moment, turning into a random picture scroll world.

However, the ending of the story depends on the person who enters the painting.

"What else do you know?"

Wu Gongyu seems to be extremely sensitive to what happened in the past. Now that the prince of Dayan actually knows about her, she has to be more cautious.

Lu Mingyuan smiled lightly and said, "I don't know if you still remember this sentence. If the destiny is not good, I will take the destiny for myself."

"If destiny is not on my side, then I am destiny!"

Lu Mingyuan exhaled lightly and took out an object. It was simple and plain, but it exuded a mysterious Taoist charm. It was the Yuqing Peach Talisman.

Without any reservation, he mobilized the Taoist luck in the peach talisman to improve his cultivation and break the space blockade here.

Suddenly, a layer of green light appeared on the surface of the peach talisman, and countless light spots flew out of it, condensing into a green sacred tree, facing the projection of Dijiang.

Wherever the light of the sacred tree shines, the space becomes extremely chaotic, and a large area of ​​time and space is distorted, and a devastating collapse occurs.

Now he has the fate of "True Dragon Son of Heaven", and has gained the ability to absorb luck and improve his cultivation.

This Yuqing peach charm is still a life-saving item given to him by Yuqing Patriarch.

At the moment, he can't care about so much, so he can only sacrifice it.

But in an instant, he absorbed enough luck, and the imperial aura on Lu Mingyuan's body emerged again.

A phantom of a long-haired man wearing a golden imperial robe roared out with a five-clawed golden dragon. The man held the long river of time in one hand, and the stars and galaxies of the thirty-three heavens were above his head.

"Crash!"

The space barrier was broken by the imperial aura.

"What a man who took the destiny for himself!"

At some point, this world began to shake, and a heroic and rough voice appeared in the distance.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came.

Many cultivators looked towards the plain in the northwest direction. It turned out to be a black iron cavalry, with countless Sheng flags fluttering, writing a huge "North" character.

This mighty army was many times stronger than the old and weak soldiers brought by Lu Mingyuan.

Each soldier was tall and strong, with muscles coiled like dragons, and they were all warriors with vigorous blood.

The martial arts luck gathered on them soared into the sky.

Gathered on the same person.

A masculine man with a strong body, holding a Fang Tian painted halberd, and a long golden feather on his head, sitting on a horse, with a small amount of beard under his chin, and looked to be no more than forty years old. He just stood there, as if a devil was standing there, with a majestic temperament that people dared not provoke.

He was wearing a heavy armor forged with hundred-fold steel, a red cloak, a pair of eagle-like eyes, and riding on a red blood horse, with a majestic and extraordinary appearance. He had both the sharpness of a general on the battlefield and the awe-inspiring pride of a noble family, as if he was born to be a king.

When Marquis Wu'an saw the flag and the man, he felt very familiar and exclaimed.

"It's the King of Zhenbei!"

At the same time, there was another handsome man with a small amount of beard under his chin, a young man with a Confucian style, with a faint smile on his face:

"My son-in-law really didn't disappoint me."

"And Marquis Guanjun!"

The Great Yan army was in an uproar.

They didn't expect that at this moment, the King of Zhenbei and Marquis Guanjun would come to help at the same time. Isn't he guarding the two states in the northwest?

"King of Zhenbei, father-in-law?"

Lu Mingyuan was obviously stunned. He didn't expect to see the two people at this time.

But he didn't show any joy.

He didn't think that with the help of the King of Zhenbei and Marquis Guanjun, he could get rid of the current crisis.

But before he could recover, above the sky.

Another rain of swords swept across the sky. A closer look showed that it was a sword cultivator like a locust passing through the border, descending on this world.

"The Great Dark Demoness is so rampant!"

"Last time I let your Holy Dark Army escape, this time, my Dao Alliance will not let you succeed."

Many immortal elders who were flying in the clouds also stepped on the golden mist and appeared in the air, looking indifferently at the location of the Holy Dark Army.

When Taiwei Zhenjun saw this scene, the stone in his heart finally fell.

The reinforcements he called for finally arrived.

His Highness had delayed for enough time.

Seeing this scene, the human cultivators who besieged this place were celebrating as if the whole world was celebrating together, and they were very excited.

"It's the Tianshi Mansion!"

"And the Great Golden Cicada Temple!"

"Even the Taicang Immortal Mansion, the most profound and simple in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, has come!"

Lu Mingyuan seemed to understand it a little bit until this moment.

What does the so-called backhand mean.