The first thousand two hundred and seventieth chapters break the virtual (three)
He wanted to slow down, but the chaotic aura had no intention of stopping.
He did not give Lu Fan any chance to breathe, and the second wave of attacks from the Qi of Miser arrived.
This time, it was not only a simple airflow through the chest, but it was like thousands of Chaos Wind Swords, piercing Lu Fan's body.
Then, at an unbearable extremely slow speed, it poured into Lu Fan's body and penetrated Lu Fan bit by bit.
This kind of picture just makes people feel chilled when they see it.
All the chaotic energy around was flowing, and the disciples of the Shenhuang lineage outside could only vaguely see thousands of long swords piercing Lu Fan.
Suddenly, many people exclaimed in surprise.
Lu Fan's heavy sword was held on the ground with his forehead leaping blue veins. This pain was unprecedented.
Once upon a time, Lu Fan thought that it was already the ultimate pain when he was crushed to pieces. However, he did not expect that the pain caused by the chaotic energy would be even more terrifying.
Perhaps because this force directly attacked the soul, Lu Fan's senses became extremely sensitive. The pain of the piercing immediately increased by more than a hundred times.
Lu Fan clenched his teeth and forced himself to hold on.
Because if he can't hold on, his soul will collapse immediately and his power will retaliate. This endless chaos aura can submerge him. In just a few breaths, he will turn into a ball of ashes.
The Wufeng heavy sword appeared from Lu Fan's wrist and inserted it on the ground with a bang, supporting Lu Fan's body.
Inside his body, Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower said: "Great Master, if you continue like this, you will die. Get out of these chaotic auras quickly!"
Lu Fan really wanted to scold him. If he could leave this chaotic aura, he would have gone out long ago. Now he could not move at all!
"Two strokes!"
The second elder's eyes changed slightly. He never expected that Lu Fan could hold up a round of attack under such circumstances.
You know, this is ten times more than the chaotic aura they usually use to cultivate. Lu Fan can hold on twice, which at least means that if it were the chaotic auras of normal times, he could hold on at least seven or eight attacks. This kind of perseverance and such a strongness are already comparable to his.
"What a resolute personality! This can be held back!"
The fourth elder exclaimed. Seeing the attacks Lu Fan was subjected to, these elders felt the teeth and the terror.
If they were to accept such an attack, they might have collapsed at this time.
The Sixth Elder sighed and said, "It's a pity that he is at the end of his strength at this time. Not to mention walking out of this martial arts field, he will definitely die just in the third round of attacks. Second Elder, I think he can stop. After that, his power bursts out and it will really cause the suppression of heaven and earth, which will be bad."
The second elder nodded in understanding and raised his hand gently.
He was ready to close the gap in the light curtain at any time, and activated the formation in the mountain to bring these chaotic auras to the bottom of the mountain.
Lu Fan's whole body was soaked in his cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and suddenly, Lu Fan heard a wail from his body, but the obsession of the Martial Emperor who had been hiding in his body emerged. At this time, it had reached the verge of dissipation, and the chaotic aura had almost completely wiped out him.
Lu Fanqiang smiled and said, "This is an unexpected gain."
Emperor Wu was obsessed with his last voice and said, "Lu Fan, quickly put me into his dantian. I am willing to share everything I have with you, including my small world, and all the power of martial arts I have practiced!"
Lu Fan said calmly in his heart: "I'm sorry, you should have died long ago!"
Chapter completed!