Chapter 672 The immortals of all ages are saved (please subscribe for monthly votes)(2/2)
"You stay in Xuantian. If Kamilla was born early, you can compete with the gods with your background. You are all gone. I am not at ease with the people of the gods. Without further ado, I will set off first." The ancestor Kunxu was so excited that he left.
"You take me to the Divine Prison Realm to fight?" The Star-Sword Demon was filled with joy.
"Yes, no matter what, we must save Alliance Leader Lu." Kun Xu said.
"Old guy, why are you so active suddenly? Aren't you exchanging the opportunity of a powerful person and preparing to survive the powerful person's disaster?"
"You have to leave a way out for yourself, it's not that there are too few people who can survive the great disaster."
The Divine Prison Realm, the eighth level.
The great protector was besieged by the three protectors and a group of powerful men in the eight realms.
The angry lady was puzzled.
"Why did you betray the Lord of the Palace?"
"I have my path, and I cannot live under people forever. In Lu Chenzhou, I saw the path I want to go. I want to leave here and learn his way. You guys will also go back on it- Otherwise, the day when the Lord of the Palace will escape from trouble will also be the death of the four of us."
The Great Protector's Path of Calmness.
"Our eternal life is given by the Temple Lord, and we will not do such things."
"This is eternal life? This is slavery!"
"It's useless to say more, I'm sorry, the Great Protector!"
The two sides fought together.
Ninth floor.
White space.
Two figures are fighting.
It was said that it was a fight, but Lu Chenzhou was completely at a disadvantage.
While using the true spirit to change, he avoids and restrains it, he uses the immortal body to resist.
It is basically confirmed that the enemy in front of you has the level of the avenue of the Ninth-level Palm!
It’s just because the rules and chains behind me are trapped, and I can’t exert all the power of the avenue.
But just the power of 30% of the Great Dao made Lu Chenzhou exhausted and died thousands of times.
If the old man could use a complete attack on the Great Dao, he would not have the corresponding means of confrontation except for the Great Dao.
Having an immortal body is useless.
"The Immortal Body is indeed difficult to deal with... But before you advance to the Immortal Body, you have only resurrected 10,081 times. You should have almost used it until now, right? How long can you last? Don't struggle anymore, here, I am God." The old man's tone was joking.
Lu Chenzhou looked at the martial arts tree's "The Body withered and Beautiful"
【Resurrections: 3000】
Before he knew it, he had used more than 7,000 resurrections.
I thought it was a lot of times, but when I really encountered a strong enemy, I realized that it was indeed not enough.
The only thing that made him feel relieved was that after this battle, he also had some understanding of the demigod.
As long as he can defeat the old man, wait for him to go out and deal with those newly born demigods, there is no big problem.
Unfortunately, the Scythe of Death has no effect on the existence of the already-controlled Taoist path.
Those who master the Tao can use the power of the Tao to fight against dimensional reduction strikes from the Dao of Death.
"Fight! If you continue, there will always be a glimmer of hope." Lu Chenzhou held a heavy hammer in his hand, and his move was fatal.
"There is no energy replenishment here, and you cannot recover your physical strength. How can you fight with me?" The old man was not anxious.
The Lord of the Moluo Palace, who is in the Divine Prison Realm, possesses almost endless power and is least afraid of protracted war.
Lu Chenzhou has many trump cards and treasures, and it is indeed not easy to win them in a short time.
The battle between top strong men is protracted and protracted.
Chapter completed!