Chapter 249: Kill the door

In the nearly two years, since Tao Yunqian and Wan Liancheng two martial lords were abolished by Luo Xiu and killed one, the ancestors of the Purple Mansion spent resources to train two martial lords.
One of them was the old man in purple shirt who was injured by Luo Xiu, and a middle-aged man with a short stature, who was also in the first realm of Jun Wu.
However, the middle-aged Wujun was also pale at this moment, and was seriously injured. It was not because of Luo Xiu's injury, but because of the battleship he was on. The battleship that was being controlled by Mu Zixiu slammed into an aftermath of energy. , Spread him.
Under Martial Lord, there is no enemy of Oneness, Luo Xiu doesn't need to use his divine consciousness, just sweep away the divine consciousness, and rely on the soul attack to easily break the sea of ​​knowledge of these people.
Seeing the disciples under the sect were continuously beheaded like pigs and dogs in the slaughterhouse, the faces of the old man in purple shirt and the middle-aged man became pale.
The ancestor escaped, but the two martial princes of them faced a young man who had only the cultivation base of the king, and they felt an unstoppable sense of fear.
Especially the old man in purple shirt, he had personally experienced Luo Xiu's strength, so he almost didn't have any hesitation, he turned into a escape, just thinking of quickly fleeing here.
Because he knows very well that the Zifu Palace is over, as long as he is still alive, he can live freely wherever he goes by virtue of his identity as a martial master.
Suddenly, the old man in purple shirt felt a threatening aura coming from behind him, his face changed slightly, he immediately gathered his true essence, and slapped behind him.
boom!
With the five-color light swept away, the true essence collapsed, and the old man in purple shirt flew out like a lightning strike.
"Damn bastard!"
The old man in purple shirt was angry in his chest, he didn't expect Luo Xiu to chase him down.
He spouted a mouthful of blood, and quickly pinched the print between his palms and fingers, and the purple true essence quickly condensed in front of him, turning into a purple sword gang of ten meters long.
It's just that Luo Xiu's figure suddenly disappeared from his perception without waiting for this blow from the old man in purple shirt, and a dangerous breath appeared behind him.
"Teleport again?"
The old man in purple shirt was shocked, but it was too late to react.
He immediately felt that Luo Xiu's back was severely slashed by Luo Xiu, not to mention that he was already injured. Even in his heyday, facing such a sword, he would definitely not be able to stop him.
puff!
The purple shirt old man opened his mouth and spouted another blood arrow, and the dent on his back was attacked again, and bursts of bone fragmentation sounded from his body.
The tragic pain caused the facial expression of the old man in purple shirt to become distorted, and at the same time he was extremely shocked, because facing Luo Xiu's attack, he did not have the slightest resistance to resist. If this is the case, I am afraid that he will have it today. Fall down here.
escape! Must run away!
The purple shirt old man forced himself to calm down, flipped his hand and took out a purple talisman from the storage ring.
This is a seventh-order imperial wind talisman, because the palace lord of the Purple Mansion and Wan Liancheng died and injured one, so after he broke through to the realm of martial monarch, the ancestor gave him a seventh-order talisman to save his life.
When the old man in purple shirt took out the seventh-order talisman, Luo Xiu's mouth was sneered.
Not to mention that it was just a seventh-order talisman, even the flying speed of a Wuhuang-level expert might not be comparable to the speed of Wushou Lingyi.
Click!
The moment Fulu was crushed and aroused, a blue light shrouded the old man in purple shirt, and his speed skyrocketed instantly, flying towards the distant sky.
Bang!
Behind Luo Xiu, Wushou Lingwing waved, the surrounding space of the shock became distorted, the same speed surged, and he quickly caught up.
The old man in purple shirt was completely desperate, because he found that even if he inspired the seventh-order Yufeng Talisman, Luo Xiu was caught up.
In the next moment, the old man in purple shirt felt a sharp pain coming from his back, and a sword gang of five-color divine light penetrated his body.
The figure of the old man in purple shirt Feidun stopped suddenly, he glanced at Luo Xiu dullly, blood gushing out from the corner of his mouth.
Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, Wushou Lingwing trembles slightly, and he appeared directly in front of the old man in purple shirt. With the power of the Five Elements Rule between his right palm and fingers, he slammed directly into the opponent's Dantian and grabbed one. The golden core is still stained with blood.
The pupils of the purple shirt old man suddenly dilated, a crazy thought filled with resentment, and a purple light shot from the center of his brow.
This purple light was extremely dazzling, emitting a majestic soul breath. It was astonishing that the old man in purple shirt condensed the power of his soul before he died. Even if he died, Luo Xiu, who had killed him, would be hit hard.
However, the corners of Luo Xiu's mouth showed disdain, "I can't help myself."
The body of the old man in purple shirt burst with a bang.
As for the purple light shot by the condensed soul before he died, it flew to Luo Xiu's front and was suddenly frozen.
Behind Luo Xiu, a majestic humanoid phantom emerged, which was several feet high, surrounded by black and white light.
This phantom of human form is Luo Xiu's pseudo-prime spirit, and in fact, there is not much difference between it and the true spirit.
With a palm of the soul, the phantom shadow directly crushed the purple light that the purple shirt old man condensed into the soul before he died.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiu looked at the middle-aged man, he was the last martial monarch under the gate of Zifu Palace.
boom!
A majestic soul breath spreads from the body of the soul of the soul. When he killed the old man in purple shirt, the middle-aged Wujun who had escaped far away was suddenly shocked and inexplicable.
Because he sensed that a breath had crossed the barrier of space and had locked him in.
"Wugongshan was killed?" The middle-aged Wujun's face became extremely ugly, and Wugongshan was the name of the old man in purple shirt.
At this moment, he noticed that a figure was constantly flickering, flew towards his location at a speed almost like a teleport.
"Om!"
In a short moment, the middle-aged Wujun was overtaken by Luo Xiu, and the five-color light swept across directly, and at the same time urged the Tunxu Spirit Fire to drown towards the opponent.
The first reaction of the middle-aged Wujun was to take out the seventh-order imperial wind talisman, but there was no time to stimulate, and his body movements suddenly stopped in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, Xuxu Spirit Fire flooded and burned his body into nothingness. Only the golden core in his body was not burned under Luo Xiu's control, and he was put into the storage ring.
Luo Xiu didn't bother to collect the Wuwang-level Yuandan, but the golden pills in the Wujun powerhouse were good alchemy materials and could not be wasted.
...
After a while, in the chaotic Purple Mansion secret realm, there was silence, a dead silence.
The remains of corpses were everywhere, filled with a atmosphere. Two bronze warships, unmanned, fell to the ground, smashing into huge potholes.
Mu Zixiu came driving the warship, and Ning Hezhou stood proudly on the deck, carrying a head in his hand. It was the head of the ancestor of the Purple Mansion. His eyes were so round that he seemed to stare at him.
On the other side, Yan Yueer also flew in from the sky, with a lot of blood stained on her body. Needless to think about it, Tao Yunqian, the enemy who killed her parents, must have died in her hands.
The hatred accumulated in my heart for more than three hundred years finally killed her enemy one day, but she still couldn't calm down.
"Boy, the task is half done."
Ning Hezhou raised his hand and left the head of the ancestor of the Purple Mansion on the ground, rolling out ten meters away.
Luo Xiu issued a reward for killing the ancestors of the Purple Mansion and the ancestors of Xuanyang. Now the ancestors of the Purple Mansion have been put down and only the ancestors of Xuanyang are left.
As for the storage rings and treasures of the ancestors of the Purple Mansion, they were naturally divided between Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou.
In addition, there is also the treasure house of the Zifu Palace. The accumulation of more than two thousand years of the Zifu Palace is also a huge wealth.
After a while, Luo Xiu broke the ban on formations arranged near a training tower. The seven floors below this training tower were piled up with a large amount of training resources. The vitality stones were piled into a mountain, and the number was hundreds of millions.
There are also many elixir, the worst of which is the fifth-level elixir, and there are a lot of seventh-level elixir.
There are countless soldiers, armors, medicines, etc.
The top three floors store a large number of jade slips, including the nine-rank martial arts, the cultivation method of Lord Zi Yaoxing.
There is also a nine-rank exercise method, Ziqi Jue.
These resource treasures in the treasure house of Zifu Palace were divided into three parts, Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou two martial emperors each took one, and Luo Xiu and Yan Yueer took one.
Zi Qi Jue and Zi Yao Xing Jun's cultivation methods are also branded three times.
"Unexpectedly, in a sect with only Wuhuang Sanzhong sitting in town, the wealth in the treasure house is so rich."
After the resources in the treasure house were divided by the four people, everyone was happy, and the two martial emperors Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou also reaped a lot.
There are also the three warships of the Purple Mansion Palace, two of which are the most common warships, and only the warship of the ancestor of the Purple Mansion is a high-class cargo ship on the lower-grade warships.
Mu Zixiu had a better warship, so the warship of the ancestor of the Purple Mansion 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 secret realm of the Purple Mansion, Luo Xiu pinched the Yin Jue to close the entrance to the secret realm of the Purple Mansion.
Without the tokens he personally refined, even the Martial Sovereign powerhouse would not be able to forcibly open the entrance to this secret realm.
Generally, the sect forces that can be passed down for thousands of years have large formations that protect the mountains. This formation is much more powerful than the ordinary formations of the same level.
But Zifu Palace does not have a similar formation method, mainly because the core of Zifu Palace is located in the secret realm. Once the entrance of the secret realm is blocked, foreign enemies cannot easily invade it, and naturally there is no need to arrange a mountain protection formation.
Moreover, the layout of the guarding mountain formation requires a lot of resources, and the advanced formation mage must be invited to take action. The price is not generally expensive.
It can be said that the reason why the Purple Mansion Palace was so easily destroyed without a large formation to protect the mountain is one of the key factors.
"let's go!"
After leaving the Secret Realm of the Purple Mansion, the four of them each drove a warship and flew towards the east of Tianwu Kingdom.
The news of the destruction of the Purple Mansion Palace will inevitably not be wrapped in paper, and it will not be long before it will reach the ears of other forces.
Luo Xiu must use the momentum of thunder to eradicate the opponent before Xuanyangzong received the news.
On the way to Xuanyang Sect, Luo Xiu waved his hand to arrange the formation around the battleship, and then began to practice.
Luo Xiu knows very well that compared with the martial arts powers of the world, the main thing he lacks is time, so he never wastes any time that can be practiced, so that after years of precipitation, he can guarantee his martial arts cultivation. Always advance forward.
He took out two Wujun-level golden pills and combined them with several elixir to make a great return pill containing majestic vitality.
A single golden pill condenses the true essence cultivation base of a martial monarch and a strong person.
With a special combination of elixir, the true essence contained in the golden core can be transformed into vitality, so that it can be taken by other martial artists to improve cultivation.
But this kind of great return pill can not be taken by anyone, because the vitality contained in it is too violent and unstable. It must have extremely high physical strength to withstand the impact of the medicine.
The refining process of the pill was very smooth, and it didn't take long for him to refine the two big pill.
With a wave of his hand, a five-colored light flickered, and the five-colored Linglian Platform was taken out of the storage ring by him.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiu waved again, and the piles of vitality stones were sprinkled around him. This time he destroyed the Zifu Palace, and he obtained millions of vitality stones, which can be used to provide sufficient vitality with the help of five colors. The spiritual lotus platform transforms into a spiritual energy of heaven and earth with better cultivation effect.