Chapter 1203: Catch the dead king like pulling grass

After slashing Ao Gao, Lu Xuan entered the battlefield again. Those natural sacred people already knew how powerful they were. Lu Xuan killed several natural sacreds in a row, which was no different from killing dogs.
They can swear in their hearts that they have never seen such a person in their lives. It is simply a super kill.
Such a horrible existence, standing there alone, has supreme power.
It can even be said that no one in this generation's natural sacred is Lu Xuan's opponent. If you want to compete with Lu Xuan, you can only invite the previous generation's natural sacred.
Most of those people are among the best in the realm of fairy kings, and they sprinted to the realm of emperor with all their strength, so they will not show up easily, so there is not so much time.
It is famous to be as early as possible, and practice is also to be as early as possible, young and strong, when the blood is in the sky, it is better to impact the emperor's realm than when the old is weak.
Because of this, it is the sacred nature of this generation that is currently active on the battlefields of the heavens, and it is often not long after they have just become fairy kings.
It's just that these natural sacred people entered the realm of the fairy king, and even if the road is completed, they won't fall easily. It is enough to meet the other squads of hunting and killing the fairy king.
But no one thought that Lu Xuan, a freak, was a real monster.
But at this time they wanted to escape but it was a little too late, because there was a natural divine presence in front of them that stopped them and prevented them from escaping.
Both are inherently sacred, and cultivation time is almost the same as spiritual practice time. Who is worse than anyone? If you want to beat each other, it is difficult, but if you just want to delay the time, it is still very simple.
Before, they were dragged down by the natural sacredness of all walks of life, but now they are dragged down by the natural sacredness of the heavenly realm.
They have already fought to the present and there is no escape route. Some taboos on weekdays can no longer be taken care of. It is impossible to let them go at this time.
Lu Xuan was the first to enter the battlefield of the Lantern Festival and the young ghost king.
The Lantern Festival continued to display the Yuan School's unique learning, the divine kingdom was solemn, and the ghost kingdom of the young ghost king was fighting.
Although it was a bit embarrassing when the Lantern Festival was first seen by the Nine Lantern Fairy King, but that was the suppression of the Great Realm. In the same realm, the Lantern Festival was not afraid of anyone.
If you meet Jiuxiao Xianwang again now, Lantern Festival can blow Jiuxiao Xianwang with one hand.
The ghost king on the opposite side is also an extraordinary presence. Various ghosts and supernatural powers are unfolding in his hands, which are also upright and without any trace of eccentricity.
This kind of ghost is born to be born. It is different from other fierce ghosts. It is destined to exist in the ghost world.
Only now that he saw Lu Xuan killing the battlefield, he suddenly widened his eyes and was terrified.
"Wan Guiwa!"
The young ghost king shouted and grabbed a flag. The flag spread out across the sky and moved against the wind. Countless fierce ghosts roared out of it.
This is where the young ghost king's ritual weapon lies.
Lu Xuan's face does not change color, Wan Gui stream is a very famous magic weapon in the ghost world. This is not to say that it is particularly powerful, but that there are many such magic instruments, only the strength and cultivation of each ghost. Differently, the power of the Wangui streamers produced by the sacrifices is also very different.
Needless to say, the power of the ten thousand ghost streamers practiced by this young ghost king can easily transform a planet into a boundless ghost.
Against ordinary people, Wan Gui stream is naturally unfavorable, but unfortunately, he encountered Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan walked in the howling of endless fierce ghosts, exuding golden light all over his body, as if the gods were alive, he raised his hand and thrown his feet, all possessing unimaginable power.
Those evil spirits couldn't get close to Lu Xuan at all. What magical powers were in front of Lu Xuan.
"Damn, how could this blood be so strong!"
The young ghost king snarled loudly, with a look of horror on his face.
To deal with ghosts, even the ghosts born naturally in the ghost world are the same routine. Although there are many methods, they are not as useful as their own blood.
It is almost impossible to suppress this young ghost king with his natural sacred qualifications and want to suppress him with vigorous blood and blood. Unless he can be as strong as Lu Xuan, he can easily suppress this young ghost king.
In the eyes of the young ghost king, Lu Xuan is almost like a big stove, just close to let him stand upside down with sweat, he wants to retreat one after another, want to turn into a green smoke and escape.
But where to escape, the Lantern Festival on the side was already waiting, he directly blocked the young ghost king's back road, the solemn Divine Kingdom shrouded the world, and all the laws were closed.
Even if the young ghost king wanted to rely on the ghost country to break through, it would be very difficult, and at best he would have a tie.
But at this time, Lu Xuan had already killed him. The vigorous blood directly caused his ghost country to collapse, and the endless ghost gas disappeared, and countless evil spirits screamed and turned into green smoke.
The next second, Lu Xuan directly grabbed out with a big hand.
In front of Lu Xuan, all kinds of terrifying illusions appeared, which seemed to block Lu Xuan's progress.
This is a kind of ghost's natal magical power. Various illusions confuse the world, and not many people can resist it.
However, in Lu Xuan's eyes, it was so far away that he opened his eyes with utter delusion and saw all illusions.
The big hand grabbed the young ghost king, and the young ghost king screamed and was caught in Lu Xuan's hands. Then, everyone saw that the young ghost king was like ice and snow exposed to the hot sun, melting and flying fast Dissolution.
"I'm not reconciled. I'm a born ghost king. How come it ended so badly, I haven't ruled the ghost world!"
The young ghost king screamed, he was full of unwillingness in his words, but he was born sacred. He was born with Su Hui, learning ghosts and supernatural powers a day! In the future, it may even become an emperor-level existence.
But now the unpaid aspirations die here!
However, no matter how struggling, there is no meaning in Lu Xuan's hands. In a moment, it will disappear into nothingness, leaving only the huge energy of the sky absorbed by the White Bone Temple.
The golden light on the bone-boned emperor's corpse was more vigorous, and the enchantment on the bone-boned temple was a little thinner.
Everyone looked almost numb, like falling in an ice cave, and sweating in the back, Lu Xuan beheaded another natural sacred like this.
It's not too simple, just like pulling grass by the road, it's a breeze.
Even the Lantern Festival was shocked, and watching Lu Xuan beheaded the young ghost king up close was the only way to truly feel Lu Xuan's power and fear.
Even if he is inherently sacred, he can't even compare with it, and he can't imagine how Lu Xuan practiced to this point.
It was horror and happiness.