Perfect World: The Holy Spirit of Perfection is actually myself

Chapter 216 Xuanwu Immortal Monk Thunder Emperor

Kunpeng was resurrected, which excited many powerful people present. After all, the reputation of the Ten Fierce Kunpengs was too loud. This powerful man who was active in the last years of the Immortal Ancient Dynasty had outstanding achievements. The legend of Kunpeng is still circulating in the nine heavens and ten places.

Moreover, Kunpeng is about to break the shackles of his soul this time and become the Immortal King. With his powerful qualifications, he will definitely be able to break through to the top in a very short time, and becoming a giant is no longer a dream.

"When you become a king, you will be able to be completely independent!" Among them, the happiest strongman is Zhenlong. As the leader of the Ten Fierce, he is naturally happy for Kunpeng, a descendant of the Ten Fierce, to step into the Immortal King. level.

"You can rest assured!"

Kunpeng handed over her hand. She respected the true dragon very much. This leader of the ten evils was definitely one of her guides. In other words, every strong man among the ten evils had received great kindness from the true dragon. This giant was quite popular. Adored.

"If she can't become the Immortal King, there won't be many people in the world who are qualified to take that step!" On the other side, Taoist Immortal Gold also laughed.

"My dear Immortal Kings, long time no see!"

Both are ancient powerful men from the Immortal Ancient Era, and most of the Ten Evils and Immortal Kings are acquaintances. After all, the primitive ancient world is so big, and even if the Immortal Kings have never met each other, they must have heard of each other's reputation. Therefore, Kunpeng He quickly integrated into the Immortal King's circle.

"brush!"

After a while, many true immortals and immortal kings followed Feng Lie and walked under the starry sky. They crossed the nine heavens and ten lands and arrived at the edge of the wilderness, a certain mountain peak not far from the Heavenly Beast Forest.

When all the strong men stood still, they saw a skinny old man sitting cross-legged by a clear pond on the mountain peak.

The old man was dressed in ancient Taoist robes. He looked haggard and his expression was a little dull. Although he looked lost and soulless, in the eyes of many true immortals and immortal kings, this man's aura was extremely profound. Even Kunpeng frowned when he saw him. head.

She could clearly feel that the old man had an aura that made her fearful and disgusted. Kunpeng was very familiar with that aura, and almost all the immortal kings from foreign lands had a similar feeling.

"That is the Xuanwu Immortal King. His true body was corroded by darkness, and only his soul is left here."

Kunpeng's brows relaxed until the real dragon reminded him that many immortal kings had fallen into darkness in ancient times, but since they had the real dragon's endorsement, there would naturally be no problem.

"Fellow Xuanwu, how have you been feeling these past few years?"

On the other side, Feng Lie also came to the side of Xuanwu Immortal King. The true form of this ancient Immortal King is still suppressed at a node that connects the source of darkness to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. It has been too deeply eroded by the darkness, and the soul is in a state of confusion. The outside world claims that he is an old fool and can only rely on his instinctive divination ability.

"Not so good. The darkness is corroding my soul more and more seriously. Maybe within thirty to fifty years, I will destroy myself and completely cut off the possibility of falling into darkness. At that time, my disciples will need Tai Cang Immortal King to return the favor. I will be taken care of by fellow Taoists."

Feng Lie's words obviously made Immortal King Xuanwu's vision clearer. He barely recognized Feng Lie and his identity among the immortals, and said with a wry smile.

His current condition is very bad. His physical body has completely turned dark, and his soul has been affected and is slowly turning dark. The key is that Xuanwu Immortal King has been seriously injured, so his soul must rely on his physical body to survive, which is extremely embarrassing.

"Yusheng still needs you to take care of yourself."

Feng Lie smiled, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at the Xuanwu Immortal King. This knife did not cut the physical body, nor the soul, but the cause and effect, instantly cutting off the cause and effect connection between the Xuanwu Immortal King's physical body and the soul.

"brush!"

At the same time, two crystal nine-color elixirs were sprayed out from the Dao vase behind Feng Lie. One fell into the Samsara Lake next to the two of them, and the other went directly into the soul of Xuanwu Immortal King. , the two elixirs exploded directly, turning into immeasurable pure strange power and integrating into their bodies.

"Help me, the ancestor sacrificial spirit!" Seeing this, Feng Lie raised his head and looked at each other with the ancestor sacrificial spirit. Feng Lie put one hand on the shoulder of Xuanwu Immortal King, while the ancestor sacrificial spirit nodded slightly, evolving into a tender willow branch. , explored into the treasure pool.

Xuanwu Immortal King's soul has been eroded by darkness. This process has lasted for nearly an era. Now this Immortal King can be regarded as a deep seed of darkness. Even with the help of ancient elixirs, Feng Lie must personally cut off the darkness.

The reincarnation pool on the other side is a means of resurrecting the Immortal Monk King. According to the reliable information Feng Lie knows, this pool is older than the Immortal Monk King himself, and there must be the Immortal Monk King's essence in it. God fragments.

Feng Lie asked the ancestor sacrificial spirit to take action, in order to let the ancestor sacrificial spirit find the part belonging to the Immortal Monk King from the countless fragments of monks, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhat Yuanshen in the past, and then use the power of the ancient elixir to make that ancient The Buddha returns from resurrection.

"Boom!"

The two giants of the Immortal King took action together, which naturally stirred up this magnificent world. Various calamity lights, thunders, etc. were constantly flashing in the void. There were also scenes of thousands of basalt shadows roaring and hundreds of millions of Buddhas chanting sutras on Mount Sumeru. Manifestation, the world seemed to be overturned to welcome the return of the two Immortal Kings.

"Roar!"

Finally, a low and distant roar rose from the edge of the Samsara Pond. The illusory Xuanwu Dao shadow in the sky quickly became solid and powerful, and finally fell, completely integrating into the body of the withered old man beside Feng Lie.

"Thank you so much, Immortal King Tai Cang!"

The old fool, no, a three-inch-high cyan Xuanwu Yuanshen appeared in the center of Xuanwu Immortal King's eyebrows. The heart problems he had suffered for many years were gone. He seemed to be a different person, and he bowed to Feng Lie with great energy.

"Nanwu!"

At the same time, the samsara pool where the ancestors' sacrificial spirits are located also glows, and the sound of thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras becomes more and more magnificent. When the ancient and majestic Mount Sumeru in the void is almost solidified, a man who looks sixty or seventy years old appears. The many-year-old monk came down from Mount Sumeru with a compassionate face.

"Namo!

In the Samsara Pond, a figure that was exactly the same as the monk from Mount Sumeru came out of the pond. The two old monks stared at each other, said Buddha's name to each other, and then overlapped each other and transformed into the same person.

"Thank you so much, Taoist Fellow Ancestor Sacrifice Spirit, and thank you so much to this young Immortal King!"

The Immortal Monk King bowed to the ancestor sacrifice spirit and Feng Lie, and then looked at the familiar or unfamiliar Immortal Kings and True Immortals not far away, as well as more powerful people, clasped his hands together, and performed a Buddhist salute:

"Old Immortal Monk King, I have returned from Nirvana today and have met you all!"

"it is good!"

Seeing this, the smile of the second best person in the world became even brighter. The two immortal kings Feng Lie resurrected here were both very powerful immortal kings. Among them, the Xuanwu Immortal King was especially good at divination, and the Immortal Monk King was even more powerful. Unmatched, the value of these two is too great and will be a very powerful help.

"There are four more Immortal Kings in one day, and Tai Cang Immortal King seems to be quite well prepared." The real dragon is also smiling. The combat power of the four Immortal Kings, plus the existing several Immortal Kings, can already make Jiutian The combat power has been greatly improved.

"I have been preparing this great elixir for many, many years. Of course, I have planned everything long ago." Feng Lie said with a smile.

"Then who is the next creature that Tai Cang Immortal King wants to resurrect?" Qingdao suddenly asked.

"Leidi!"

(End of this chapter)