Chapter 249: Destroying the Family

c_t;In the past two years, since Tao Yunqiao and Wan Liancheng had two Martial Lords, one of whom was abolished and the other killed by Luo Xiu, the Purple Mansion Patriarch spent resources to train two more Martial Lords. Download the full set 75/-- ／／／

One of them was the purple-shirted old man who was injured by Luo Xiu, and the other was a short young man, who was also at the first level of Martial Lord.

However, the young Martial Lord was also pale and seriously injured at this moment. He was not injured by Luo Xiu, but the warship he was on was hit hard by the warship driven by Mu Zixiu, and the energy aftermath of the explosion affected him.

There was no enemy below the Martial Lord. Luo Xiu did not even need to use his spiritual consciousness. He could easily break the sea of ​​consciousness of these people with just a sweep of his spiritual consciousness and soul attack.

Seeing their disciples being killed like pigs and dogs in a slaughterhouse, the faces of the purple-shirted old man and the young man, the two Martial Lords, turned pale.

The ancestor escaped, but the two Martial Lords, facing a young man with only the Martial King cultivation, actually felt an irresistible fear.

Especially the purple-shirted old man, he had personally experienced Luo Xiu's strength, so he almost did not hesitate, and directly turned into a light, just thinking of escaping from here quickly.

Because he knew very well that the Purple Mansion Palace was finished, as long as he could still live, with the identity of a Martial Lord, he could live freely wherever he went.

Suddenly, the purple-shirted old man felt a threatening breath coming from behind him, his face changed slightly, and he immediately condensed his true energy and hit behind him.

Boom!

Under the sweep of the five-color divine light, the true energy collapsed, and the purple-shirted old man's body was immediately struck by lightning and flew out.

"Damn bastard!"

The purple-shirted old man's chest was burning with anger, he did not expect Luo Xiu to chase him relentlessly.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and quickly formed seals between his palms and fingers. The purple true essence quickly condensed in front of him, turning into a purple sword aura that was more than ten meters long.

But before the purple-shirted old man could strike, Luo Xiu's figure suddenly disappeared from his perception, and then a dangerous aura appeared behind him.

"Another teleportation?"

The purple-shirted old man was shocked, but it was too late to react.

He instantly felt that Luo Xiu had slashed his back with a sword again. Not to mention that he was already injured, even in his prime, he would definitely not be able to stop and resist such a sword.

Puff!

The purple-shirted old man opened his mouth and spurted out another blood arrow. The dent on his back armor was attacked again, and bursts of bone-breaking sounds came from his body.

The terrible pain distorted the purple-shirted old man's facial expression, and at the same time, he was horrified, because facing Luo Xiu's attack, he had no power to resist at all. If this was the case, I'm afraid he would die here today.

Escape! We must escape!

The purple-shirted old man forced himself to calm down, and took out a purple talisman from his storage ring. Download the full set

This is a seventh-level wind-controlling talisman. Because the Purple Mansion Palace Master and Wan Liancheng died and one was injured, the ancestor gave him a seventh-level talisman to save his life after he broke through to the Martial Lord realm.

When the purple-shirted old man took out the seventh-level talisman, Luo Xiu's mouth curled up with a sneer.

Not to mention that it was just a seventh-level talisman, even if it was the flying speed of a Martial Emperor-level strongman, it might not be as fast as the Immortal Spirit Wings.

Crack!

The moment the talisman was crushed and triggered, a green light enveloped the purple-shirted old man, and the speed increased in an instant, flying into the distant sky.

Bang!

Behind Luo Xiu, the Immortal Spirit Wings waved, shaking the surrounding space and distorting it, and the speed also increased, chasing quickly.

The purple-shirted old man was completely desperate, because he found that even though he had activated the seventh-level wind-controlling talisman, he was still caught up by Luo Xiu.

The next moment, the purple-shirted old man felt a tearing pain in his back, and a sword aura condensed by the five-color divine light pierced his body.

The purple-shirted old man's flying figure suddenly stopped. He looked at Luo Xiu with a dull look, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

Luo Xiu had a blank expression on his face, and his Immaculate Spirit Wings trembled slightly. He appeared directly in front of the purple-shirted old man. The power of the five elements was condensed between his right palm and fingers. With a puff, he pierced directly into the opponent's dantian and grabbed a golden elixir that was still stained with blood.

The purple-shirted old man's pupils suddenly dilated, and a crazy thought filled with resentment, and a purple light shot out from his brow.

This purple light was extremely bright, emitting a majestic soul aura. It was the purple-shirted old man who condensed his own soul power before his death. Even if he died, he wanted to make Luo Xiu, who killed him, also seriously injured.

However, Luo Xiu's mouth showed disdain, "You overestimate your own abilities."

The purple-shirted old man's body exploded with a bang.

As for the purple light that he condensed his soul before his death, it just flew to Luo Xiu's approach and was suddenly frozen.

Behind Luo Xiu, a towering human-shaped phantom appeared, several feet high, surrounded by black and white light.

This human-shaped phantom was Luo Xiu's pseudo-soul, and there was actually not much difference between it and the real soul.

The soul phantom slapped out with a palm, and directly crushed the purple light that the purple-shirted old man condensed his soul before his death.

Then, Luo Xiu looked at the young man, who was the last martial lord under the Purple Mansion Palace.

boom!

The body of the Yuanshen phantom exuded a majestic soul aura. When he killed the purple-shirted old man, Nian Wujun, who had already escaped far away, was suddenly shocked.

Because he sensed that a breath had crossed the barrier of space and locked him.

"Wu Gongshan was killed?" Nian Wujun's face became extremely ugly. Wu Gongshan was the name of the purple-shirted old man.

At this time, he noticed that a figure kept flashing and was flying towards his location at a speed that was almost like teleportation.

"Buzz!"

In a short moment, Nian Wujun was chased by Luo Xiu, and the five-color divine light swept across directly, and at the same time urged the swallowing spirit fire to drown the opponent.

Nian Wujun's first reaction was to take out the seventh-level wind control talisman, but he had no time to activate it, and his body movements suddenly stopped for a moment.

Then, the Devouring Void Spirit Fire flooded over and burned his body into nothingness. Only the golden elixir in his body was not burned under Luo Xiu's control and was stored in his storage ring.

Luo Xiu was too lazy to collect the Wu Wang-level Yuan Dan, but the golden elixir in the body of the Wu Jun strongman was a good material for alchemy and could not be wasted.

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After a while, the chaotic Zifu Secret Realm became quiet and dead silent.

There were corpses everywhere, and the bloody smell was everywhere. Two bronze warships, without anyone controlling them, fell to the ground and smashed a huge pit.

Mu Zixiu drove the warship over, and Ning Hezhou stood proudly on the deck, holding a bloody head in his hand. It was the head of the Zifu ancestor, with his eyes wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.

On the other side, Yan Yue'er also flew over, with a lot of blood on her body. It's easy to know that Tao Yunqian, the enemy who killed her parents and relatives, must have died in her hands.

The hatred that had accumulated in her heart for more than 300 years, finally killed her enemy one day, but she still couldn't calm down.

"Boy, the mission is half completed."

Ning Hezhou raised his hand and threw the head of the Purple Mansion Patriarch to the ground, and rolled away more than ten meters away.

The mission bounty issued by Luo Xiu was to kill the Purple Mansion Patriarch and the Xuanyang Patriarch. Now that the Purple Mansion Patriarch has been killed, only the Xuanyang Patriarch is left.

As for the storage ring and the treasures of the Purple Mansion Patriarch, they were naturally divided by Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou, the two martial emperors.

In addition, there is the treasure house of the Purple Mansion Palace. The accumulation of the foundation of the Purple Mansion Palace for more than 2,000 years is also a huge wealth.

After a while, Luo Xiu broke the formation restriction arranged near a training tower. The lower seven floors of this training tower were piled with a large amount of training resources, and the Yuanqi stones were piled up into a mountain, with a number of hundreds of millions.

There were also many spiritual medicines, the worst of which was level 5 spiritual medicine, and there were also quite a few level 7 spiritual medicines.

There were also countless war weapons, armor, pills, etc.

The top three floors stored a large number of jade slips of exercises, including the ninth-grade martial arts and the cultivation method of Ziyao Xingjun.

There was also a ninth-grade exercise, the Purple Qi Jue.

These resources and treasures in the Zifu Palace treasury were divided into three parts. Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou, the two martial arts emperors, each took one, and Luo Xiu and Yan Yueer took one.

The Purple Qi Jue and the cultivation method of Ziyao Xingjun were also branded with three copies.

"I didn't expect that the treasure house of a sect with only a third-level Martial Emperor would be so rich."

After the resources of the treasury were divided among the four people, everyone was happy. Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou, two Martial Emperors, also reaped a lot.

There were also three warships of the Purple Mansion Palace, two of which were the most ordinary warships, and only the warship of the Purple Mansion Patriarch was a high-end warship among the lower-grade warships.

Mu Zixiu had a better warship, so the warship of the Purple Mansion Patriarch was taken away by Ning Hezhou, and the remaining two warships fell into the hands of Luo Xiu and Yan Yue'er.

After coming out of the Purple Mansion Secret Realm, Luo Xiu pinched the seal and closed the entrance to the Purple Mansion Secret Realm.

If there was no token he had refined by himself, even a Martial Emperor would not be able to force open the entrance to this secret realm.

Generally, the sects that can be passed down for thousands of years have mountain protection formations. This formation is much more powerful than ordinary formations of the same level.

However, the Purple Mansion Palace did not have a similar formation, mainly because the core of the Purple Mansion Palace was located in the secret realm. Once the entrance to the secret realm was blocked, the enemy could not easily enter, and naturally there was no need to arrange a mountain protection formation.

Moreover, the arrangement of the mountain protection formation required a lot of resources, and a high-level formation master had to be invited to take action, which was very expensive.

It can be said that the reason why the Purple Mansion Palace was destroyed so easily was that there was no mountain protection formation, which was a key factor. It can be said that the Purple Mansion Secret Realm was the reason for its success and failure.

"Let's go!"

After leaving the Purple Mansion Secret Realm, the four of them each drove a warship and flew across the sky to the east of Tianwu Kingdom.

The news of the destruction of the Purple Mansion Palace would inevitably spread to other forces before long.

Luo Xiu had to eliminate the other party with thunder and lightning before the Xuanyang Sect got the news.

Flying to the road where the Xuanyang Sect was, Luo Xiu waved his hand to arrange the formation around the warship, and then began to practice.

Luo Xiu knew very well that what he lacked most in comparison with the martial arts masters of the time was time, so he never "wasted" any time that could be used for cultivation. Only by accumulating time over the years could he ensure that his martial arts skills would always advance by leaps and bounds.

He took out two Wujun-level golden pills, and combined them with several spiritual medicines to refine the Great Huandan containing majestic vitality.

One golden pill condenses the true essence of a Wujun-level strongman.

With the combination of special spiritual medicines, the true essence contained in the golden pill can be transformed into vitality, so that other martial artists can take it to improve their cultivation.

However, this kind of Great Huandan is not something that anyone can take, because the vitality it contains is too violent and unstable. One must have extremely high physical strength to withstand the impact of the medicine.

The refining process of the pill went smoothly, and not long after, two Great Huandan were refined by him.

With a wave of his hand, a colorful light flashed, and the five-color spiritual lotus platform was taken out from his storage ring.

Then, Luo Xiu waved his hand again, and the mountains of Yuan Qi stones were scattered around him. This time, after destroying the Zifu Palace, he obtained millions of Yuan Qi stones, which could be used to provide sufficient Yuan Qi, and with the help of the Five-Colored Spirit Lotus Platform, it could be transformed into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with better cultivation effects.

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