Peerless Taoist

C860 Transmission to Leave



C860 Transmission to Leave

3The purple Fu Lu instantly erupted.    

    

In an instant, Lu Yu's body was covered by a purple light.    

    

Boom!    

    

A powerful collision was heard. The few dragon-pulses controlled by Long Wuji collided with Lu Yu's body.    

    

Although he had the protection of the purple light, the powerful force still made his scalp tingle.    

    

"How dare you take my things? I think you must be tired of living!" Long Wuji controlled the power of space and was about to crush Lu Yu into pieces.    

    

Lu Yu let out a long sigh. "This thing doesn't belong to you."    

    

At this moment, the purple light around him became stronger and stronger, and numerous obscure runes hovered around Lu Yu's body.    

    

The wild wind kept blowing on Lu Yu's clothes, and his figure gradually became blurry.    

    

"You want to leave?"    

    

Long Wuji sneered. He drew a few times beside Lu Yu with disdain and said, "Seal all directions in the sky and the earth!"    

    

In an instant, Lu Yu's surroundings were sealed by magic. He was unable to move in the air, like a clay statue.    

    

"A brat who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, how dare he act so impudently in front of me?" Long Wuji stretched out his hand, wanting to snatch the Heavenly Emperor's corpse from Lu Yu.    

    

Whether Lu Yu died or not, he didn't care.    

    

Now, as long as he seized the Heavenly Emperor's corpse, he could seize the body and become an immortal!    

    

Crack crack crack!    

    

All of a sudden, a crisp sound was heard from the space sealed by Long Wuji.    

    

Countless cracks suddenly appeared in the frozen spatial zone. These cracks were torn open, and Lu Yu escaped from the frozen spatial zone in an instant.    

    

The purple Fu Lu that was given to him by Master had finally gathered his strength. A wild and violent Qi instantly filled the surroundings.    

    

"Peak Supreme Fu Lu? Hmph!" Long Wuji sneered disdainfully. He stopped controlling the dragon-pulse and pointed his finger in Lu Yu's direction.    

    

A scarlet sword light appeared on his finger. Specks of starlight streaked across the air, and in an instant, a sword Qi that blotted out the sky and covered the earth swept towards Lu Yu.    

    

Bang! Boom! Bang!    

    

Although the purple Fu Lu was powerful, he became erratic in the storm of sword Qi, and could disappear at any moment.    

    

In just a few breaths' time, the purple Fu Lu's magic power would be exhausted.    

    

Perhaps the Lingxiao Sect Master also did not expect that Lu Yu would provoke a Loose Immortal Realm expert.    

    

At the moment when Fu Lu's power was about to be depleted, Lu Yu directly moved the Heavenly Emperor's corpse in front of him.    

    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

    

The terrifying sword Qi landed on the corpse of the Heavenly Emperor and produced a series of metallic sounds. The sound of metal hitting metal could be heard without an end.    

    

However, the Celestial Thearch's corpse was completely undamaged.    

    

"Goodbye, Emperor Dalong." Lu Yu said plainly. A teleportation formation instantly appeared under his feet and he disappeared without a trace.    

    

After that, the Heavenly Emperor's corpse also disappeared.    

    

"Shameless thief, you deserve to be killed, you deserve to be killed!" Long Wuji was enraged, and he roared as he slammed his fist into the ground.    

    

In an instant, a violent energy tore through the sky, causing the entire capital to tremble.    

    

In an instant, the sound of the air being torn could be heard. Many experts of the Great Dragon Dynasty rushed over.    

    

When they saw Long Wuji, they thought that he was a beggar. However, when they saw his appearance, they immediately knelt down in panic.    

    

"Pass on my order. Find this person immediately. Dig him out even if you want to dig three feet into the ground!" Long Wuji slammed his palm into the void.    

    

A mass of blood mist instantly erupted from the void. The blood mist gradually condensed, forming Lu Yu's appearance.    

    

Immediately, a cultivator shouted, "He is the Netherworld of the Lingxiao Sect. I recognize him!"    

    

"Lingxiao Sect?"    

    

Long Wuji snorted coldly. He took a step forward and instantly disappeared into the horizon.    

    


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