After the full-level boss dressed as a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

The Lava Secret Realm is located directly below the huge floating island in the Fanxiu world. After the floating island rises from the ground with thick stone roots, the magma hidden deep in the ground is exposed, and the giant magic veins swim out of the lava pool, spreading out with teeth and claws. on the surface.If the devilish energy is allowed to overflow, the mortal world will become a hell where the lives of the people will be overwhelmed.

Therefore, after discussing with the Patriarchs of the four great families back then, they gathered casual cultivators and divided their troops into four groups, and set up a magic barrier on the bank of the lava pool, and finally merged into one body, covering the lava pool, and finally put an end to the tribulation.

Successors change from generation to generation, and the family motto of the Four Great Masters still remains, but it has become a tool to restrict collateral and disciples with foreign surnames. The high-ranking direct descendants of the patriarchs have long been sitting in the vanity of the sky, forgetting that the ancestors originally treated them. The restraint, not only did not maintain it, but also took the initiative to tear the enchantment.

The shadow under the floating island was stretched infinitely, and as the last ray of sunlight fell into the horizon and disappeared, the dark moon had already hung high in the sky, but it only showed its clear light after the sun set in the west.

Under the floating island, there is still a place that light cannot reach.

The huge shadow is like a strange beast that covers the sky, swallowing all the light sources. In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, with the howling of the strange beast one after another, and the successive attacks of the strange beast, the airship passes through the huge barrier gap.

Under the pressure of the dense miasma, the height of the flying boat was forced to lower again and again, and finally stuck to the ground, unable to move forward. Chu Hanyue and Mu Lingyun could only keep their breath low and move towards the extreme distance, occasionally lighting up faintly. The aura of aura rushed away.

When the two found the two sides in the battle, the guard circle of the Juntian Mountain disciples had been squeezed to a small corner by the army of corpse puppets. Not far away, there was a gloomy red flame flickering, which was churning magma.

In the flash of inspiration, he could vaguely see Heijin and Xinglan's sleeves staggered and raised, but in fact, there were sixty or seventy disciples from Juntian Mountain when they came.

Now there are only less than 20 people left, almost bitten to pieces, and it is difficult to catch a breath under the tireless attacks of the corpse puppets. Fortunately, there is a lava pool behind, and the entry point of the alien beasts is cut off. The moves also require spiritual support, and under the huge consumption, they have turned into melee combat, otherwise the remaining people would have been unable to support them.

"Master!" Suddenly an old voice shouted.

The one who opened the mouth was the cooked radish hanging on Xiahou Aofa's crown. The disciples of Juntian Mountain could support him until now, and his help is indispensable. He had already teleported away with people, and his soul sensed Chu Hanyue approaching, and he almost jumped up with joy.

Xia Houao had already been squeezed dry by this old man, his spiritual veins were so empty that he couldn't squeeze a trace of spiritual power, paralyzed in the middle of the encirclement, being kicked by the footsteps of senior brothers and sisters to move, when he heard that there was a savior, he lifted his eyelids with difficulty .

The old man Carrot complained all day long at Zhen Dao Peak that Chu Hanyue did not keep his promise, accepted him as an apprentice, but did not keep his promise, and did not teach him anything. A glimmer of hope was ignited: "Shanzhu, rescuers are here."

Although Yu Zhengrong couldn't see the scene around him through the manipulative corpse puppet, he could feel someone coming from the majestic aura that shot to the back of his head. With ten fingers, the corpse puppet protecting him immediately turned to block In front of a cluster of spirit bullets shot by Chu Hanyue.

The sound of flesh and blood exploding was heard, and more than a dozen corpse puppets lined up in a row were concentrated by a cluster of more than fifty spiritual bullets, and their heads exploded one after another. Only then did Yu Zhengrong realize the danger, and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it , a large piece of meat on the left side of the face, even the ear and a piece of scalp, was blown into rotten meat.

"Chu Hanyue!!" The power of this spiritual bullet is at least at the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon. Yu Zhengrong never expected that he would have such a treasure. Thinking of his own search engine repair, which has been refined and repaired with a lot of money for more than ten years, it is still only a middle-grade one. With a high-grade spirit sword, and seeing him standing still, and his empty trouser legs hanging on the wheelchair, his anger suddenly shot to the sky.

"Master, be careful! This guy can control the puppet to detonate the spirit veins, which is extremely lethal!" Old Carrot reminded loudly.

Before the words were finished, dozens of corpse puppets bumped into them from the front and surrounded the two of them. Mu Lingyun pushed the palm of his hand in the air, and the majestic devilish energy rolled the corpse puppets back. Chu Hanyue waved his hand and opened the spirit shield.

There were several bang bangs, and the corpse puppet exploded less than five steps away from the two of them. The self-explosion of the spiritual veins is a move used by monks at the cost of their lives, and its strength can often be nearly a realm higher than the original cultivation base. Emergency The opened spirit shield immediately shattered, and the spirit wave swept in. Chu Hanyue and Mu Lingyun stepped back a few steps, narrowly avoiding the spirit wave, but bumped into a Nascent Soul who came out of nowhere Strange beast.

In an environment where there was an interception in front and a strange beast in the back, they couldn't fly under control, and their maneuverability was too poor, so the two had to dodge to both sides to avoid it.

The moment they parted, Mu Lingyun said softly, "The corpse puppet."

Before, Chu Chenxing's corpse was controlled by Yu Wei with his soul, but Chu Hanyue's mental power did not reach this level.

It is impossible to do it even if you have thoroughly studied the method, but Yu Zhengrong and the elders of the Yu family who are present at the moment do not have the cultivation level of becoming a god. This proves that this puppet art of the Yu family can be controlled by spiritual power.

At the moment when Chu Hanyue was running fast, she saw the aura of Yu Zhengrong's fingertips from the gap between the shoulder-to-shoulder puppets, which further proved this point.

"Yu Zhengrong, if you have something to say, why bother killing them all?" Mu Lingyun said suddenly.

"Mu Dog! You destroyed my ancestor's tomb and caused me to be seriously injured and lose my legs. You monster with evil spirit, you should die!" Yu Zhengrong originally turned to Chu Hanyue's wheelchair, followed the voice, and walked around to the other end.

The blow at the beginning of the cold month of Chu shocked the sky, and the elders of Yu's family also turned their heads, no longer concentrated on attacking the disciples of Juntian Mountain, but turned to the two of them.

"What are you doing standing still, run away..." the old man Carrot whispered.

Song Yuke and his party were almost at the end of their battles. Apart from exploding their spiritual veins, the remaining spiritual power could not even use one of the low-level spells. Apart from running, there was really no better strategy.

But even if he ran, there was a herd of wild beasts ahead, and it was several miles away to reach the breach of the secret realm, so how many disciples would be sacrificed along the way.

When he realized that Chu Hanyue and Mu Lingyun were the only ones rushing over, he knew that the road to life was over. Although the will to survive in the eyes of the other several masters was not diminished, their brows were also wrinkled even tighter, knowing that even if they were close to death It's hard to change a lifetime, under the extreme despair, no one cared about Mu Lingyun's ability to control the devil energy differently from ordinary people.

"Yu Zhengrong, is the Yu family looking for the cultivator of the Void Refining Realm? I know who he is and where he is." Chu Hanyue stretched out her spiritual power while speaking, observing the direction of the surrounding spiritual power, and walked around. Arriving at the side of the disciples of Juntian Mountain, he stuffed the nourishing pills into the hands of the disciples one by one.

Zheng Zhangxue took over the elixir, they had already taken too many elixir, and if they took a lot of elixir in a short period of time, the effect would only diminish. Swallowed it quickly.

"You don't know if I'm from the Yu family?" Yu Zhengrong smiled triumphantly, "Soon, this mighty man will become under the command of my Yu family. And for you, there is only one way to die."

As soon as the word "death" was uttered, several elders got the order, and their fingers moved quickly, and the corpse puppets with broken bodies flew up in various strange postures.

"Scatter!" Chu Hanyue yelled, and the masters and Song Yuke each picked up nearby disciples and rushed sideways along the lava pool.

"Oh my god! There's still us!" The old man Carrot jumped anxiously, tugging at the half-closed Xia Houao's hair, "Grandson! You run!"

Chu Hanyue pointed her toes and shot it like an arrow. She grabbed Xia Houao's collar with one hand and lifted the man who was almost in a coma. Part of the attacking Lingbo broke into light chips, and the remaining Lingbo hit Chu Hanyue's chest, pushing him back a few steps, slipping, and actually stepped on the edge of the lava pool.

"Master, stand firm!" the old man shouted in panic.

Xia Houao was thrown above the lava pool. In the scorching air, he opened his eyelids, and saw a slender forearm with wide sleeves stretched out during the movement. It was reflected orange by the flames, and his eyes followed the familiar Among the flying blue silk, one can see a profile face with a cold and resolute expression, so handsome and beautiful that it can't even be described in words.

"Old man..." Xia Houao smiled foolishly as if in a big dream, "I found true love..."

Chu Hanyue didn't have time to talk to this mentally handicapped person. Under the inertia brought by her heavy body, she almost fell into the lava pool. She wished she could throw this thing away, and stretched out her mental power and spiritual power, trying to grab something. Stabilize his figure, but apart from the uncontrollable beasts around him, there are corpse puppets that are not enough to serve as a fulcrum.

At this time, a pair of strong hands stuck out from the dark miasma, Mu Lingyun grabbed him firmly, and the devilish energy wrapped around him like vines, bound the two of them, and brought them firmly to the shore.

"Spiritual root." Chu Hanyue threw Xia Houao, who was in the way, into the distance, and only said two words, wisps of white-golden spiritual power immediately protruded from the fingertips, and penetrated in at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. Sure enough, at the location of the spiritual roots of the corpse puppets, they found an abnormal spiritual flow that did not match the attributes of the spiritual roots, and the invisible spiritual power turned into a sharp blade to cut off the spiritual flow.

A corpse puppet froze, and slowly turned around, followed by the second, and the third... The vast army of corpse puppets seemed to have suddenly recognized their masters, and turned their spearheads on the Yu family. one line.

Yu Zhengrong didn't even understand the cause and effect, and he couldn't accept the secret technique handed down by the ancestors of the Yu family. It was so easily deciphered, and strands of spiritual power came out again, trying to regain control.

However, no matter how small the consumption of manipulating the puppet is, there will not be much spiritual power left in a long battle.

Besides, although his cultivation base is almost the same as Chu Hanyue's, his ability to control spiritual power is far behind, and he can no longer regain the initiative in the battle.

Mu Lingyun is even more tyrannical. This crooked secret technique seems to be created for the devil's energy. Once the spirit root is invaded by the devil's energy, it will be eroded immediately, and the spirit veins around the corpse puppet will be transformed into the devil's veins in a short time. The spiritual threads of the elders still in their spiritual roots were quickly blackened.

The elders hurriedly withdrew their spiritual power, but it was too late, Mu Lingyun's murderous intentions had already arisen, and the demon energy he used was no longer as gentle and harmless as when he touched Chu Hanyue, and their hands immediately seemed to have been eaten by strange beasts , showing a blue-gray color that has been poisoned by the devil.

"Monster! How dare you..." The elder who opened his mouth couldn't finish his sentence. Under Mu Lingyun's control, the four corpse puppets rushed forward, and the demon veins exploded, shattering people into pieces.

"You, you..." Yu Zhengrong belatedly realized that it would be too late if he didn't escape. He pushed the wheelchair around, drew out the spirit sword, and the sword energy poured under the wheelchair. Before he could move forward an inch, the wheelchair overturned.

Chu Hanyue withdrew the leg that kicked the wheelchair, ten fingers, and the corpse puppets swarmed up. The power of more than a dozen Jindan stage monks blasting the spiritual veins at the same time was very powerful. Yu Zhengrong instantly turned into powder, and the black iron wheelchair fell apart. Dilapidated and bent fragments.

The few surviving elders of the Yu family didn't even have time to mourn, and they started to run, but were blocked by a strange beast that suddenly sprang forward. They didn't even have a chance to turn around, and they were blown to pieces by the corpse puppets chasing after them.

Chu Hanyue waved away the spirit thread in his hand, although it was to deal with the heinous Yu Zhengrong, but the technique of manipulating the corpse as a weapon made him unbearably uncomfortable.

"How many people are still able to control Qi and run fast." Chu Hanyue waved a shield to block the beast, and now the only way to escape safely is to use the method in the Eternal Secret Realm, and he suddenly thought of something, "But someone Scratched and bitten by a strange beast."

"There are injuries all over the body, and I can't tell how it hurts." Shu Zhangxue smiled wryly, his right hand showing the cuff trembled slightly, and the gray and blue color was obviously poisoned by the devil.

"Leave this place first, the devil's poison can still be delayed, wait for Lao Bushi and Patriarch Chu to bring people, just hunt a strange beast with the highest cultivation level." Mu Lingyun tried his best to restrain the devilish energy, but he couldn't change the strangeness in a short time. red pupil.

Monster is not evil.

Everyone didn't say anything. Just as they were about to move forward, there was a thunderous roar from the direction of the breach in the secret realm: "Chu Hanyue! How dare you kill my child!"

The coercion of the consummation period of the transformation of the gods was overwhelming, and Song Yuke's power of the soul could no longer be seized. The old man radish was a little better, and he immediately released his coercion to resist, but he was far inferior to the belligerent Yu Wei, and he was not able to be suppressed soon It was hard to move, but the action was still affected.

The next moment, all the corpses on the ground got up, and the little spiritual power left spit out from their mouths, forming spirit swords of different colors, spinning and converging, and in an instant, they merged into a line that was as wide as two people hugging each other. The sword energy, which was more than ten feet long, shot towards Chu Hanyue at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch.

The majestic sword energy turned the surroundings into a vast expanse of white nothingness, Chu Hanyue could only barely "see" things with his mental strength, and when he "seeed" everything in front of him clearly, it was inevitable, and he tried his best to Concentrating all the spiritual power of the whole body in his palms, he launched the strongest shield, but it merged with the strong light in an instant.

The sword qi still carried the coercion of the god-forming stage, and it gathered at one point, making him unable to move at all. There was a huge difference in strength. Chu Hanyue didn't want to give up, but his reason told him that everything was over.

If you die now, what will this world look like?

Has the barren land in Shengjia Town grown crops?How long will it take for the burnt courtyard to recover?When will the miasma plague be completely over?When will the evil energy raging in the mortal world end?besides……

Will the secret of Mu Lingyun's devilish energy be made public?Will it become the enemy of the Three Realms again like in the original work?Can he still die with the regret of not being able to pull down the mortal realm and bring the three realms back to equality?

The smiling eyes that appeared in his mind were like a needle, piercing his heart with pain.

In the thought of a single thought, before Chu Hanyue had time to grasp the answer to any question, her body imprisoned by the coercion suddenly loosened.

A majestic devilish energy came from the side and hit his arm, almost shattering the bones of half of his body, and a strong light fell.

"Lingyun!"

Mu Jiangxue's mournful screams rang in her ears.

The sight became clear, and Chu Hanyue watched the sword light that had enveloped him fly to the lava pool just now, and there was a too small shadow on the sword tip, which was semi-dark by the red light of the magma.

The sword energy dissipated in the overwhelming demon barrier, and the shadow that lost its fulcrum, like a sharp knife, smashed into the lava pool and pierced into Chu Hanyue's chest.

"Master!"

"Chu Hanyue!!"

Under the disbelieving and mournful gazes of Juntian Mountain disciples, Chu Hanyue was like a dying bird, following that shadow, and plunged headlong into the lava pool.