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Chapter 459 The Lord of Fu is actually him!

After falling for more than a dozen breaths, Gu Yang finally stepped on the ground.

The secret room is very large, surrounded by burning torches, the most eye-catching is the huge pool of blood.

The blood pool exudes a stench, and the blood is black in color.

In the center of the blood pool sat a person, like sitting on a lotus platform, with a Yama mask on his face, bloody rays of light flowing all over his body, as if wrapped in a piece of red crystal.

A gleam of joy appeared in Gu Yang's eyes.

It seems that Fu Jun has not yet stepped into the land of the gods, and he has enough time to cultivate into the true body of the blood demon!
As long as Fu Jun, the devil emperor's robber slave, is beheaded, then the disaster of the devil emperor can be completely resolved!
Thinking of this, the thunder knife in Gu Yang's hand trembled, and violent lightning flashed. He jumped, and the thunder light condensed into a roaring real dragon, flying around Gu Yang.

The eighth sword technique of the Zilei Sword Technique, Heaven strikes thunder and slays the real dragon!

This is a very energy-intensive strike. It must be known that Gu Yang only used the first strike during the decisive battle with West Kunlun, but now, he directly used the eighth strike!

Boom!

Because it was a confined space, the reverberating sound of thunder shook the blood in the blood pool into columns of water, and even the flame of the torch turned into the color of blue thunder.

Cracks appeared on the surrounding walls, spreading like spider webs.

At the same time, the Heavenly Punishment Sword in Gu Yang's left hand also moved, and the ancient and mysterious star script on it rippled with purple light, emitting a loud and clear sword cry, like a phoenix crowing for the first time.

An ethereal, dusty, and aloof sword intent emerged from Gu Yang's body, like a sword fairy in the clouds, overlooking the world.

Flying Immortals!

With the blessing of left and right fighting talents, Gu Yang's left hand is Tianwai Feixian, and his right hand is Zilei Saber, and the two divine soldiers cut towards the Fujun together.

Click!
The sharpness of the divine weapon was so terrifying, before the sword came, the Yan Luo mask on Fujun's face made a crisp sound, and tiny cracks appeared, as if it was about to be broken.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Yang's sword had already reached Fu Jun's eyes.

Seeing that the opponent still didn't respond, a smile appeared on the corner of Gu Yang's mouth. With this blow, as long as the opponent has not become a land god, he will definitely die!
Two years ago, Gu Yang still needed the blessing of Zhuge Wu's formation to defeat the Fujun, but now, even without the formation, he has the confidence to quickly kill the Fujun who has not attained the Dharma Body.

Even if West Kunlun was revived, facing this blow, he might die again.

But the next moment, the smile on Gu Yang's face froze.

Ding!
The sword let out a clear moan, and was firmly held by two fingers. The turbulent blood-colored light was like an overwhelming wave, instantly drowning Gu Yang's sword light and sword intent.

The Fujun opened his eyes.

Just looking at each other, Gu Yang felt an extremely dangerous feeling in his heart. He felt as if he was in a bloody ocean, sinking continuously, with countless hands pulling his ankles.

Gu Yang's eyes began to turn bloody little by little.

Just looking at each other, his spirit tends to be eroded, and he is at an absolute disadvantage.

Fortunately, Gu Yang had finally practiced the Fascinating Soul Dafa and the Changing Heaven and Earth Shocking Spirit Dafa in the Nine Yin Manual, and his spiritual cultivation was extremely high. He woke up suddenly, the sword trembled, and he floated back.

Fujun frowned, he didn't expect that after stepping into the land fairy, he could not hold Gu Yang's sword with just his fingers.

It's not that Gu Yang's skill is higher than him. In fact, after stepping into the land of the gods, the mansion realized how terrifying this realm is. Just the skill has increased dozens of times, and there are all kinds of supernatural powers. Even if Gu Yang Practicing two unrivaled magical arts at the same time is absolutely no match for him.

It's just that the swords in Gu Yang's hands are magic weapons, and their sharpness even made him feel a little bit of pain when he became a blood demon.

"Gu Yang, you are late."

Fujun said lightly.

Gu Yang's heart sank. He knew that the other party was not bluffing, but had really stepped into the land god. He didn't understand this realm, and he didn't know what was so mysterious about it, but just from the contest just now... very horrible!
It's a pity that at that time in Shaolin Dharma Cave, the floor sweeping monk hadn't broken through yet, otherwise if he had communicated with the other party, Gu Yang wouldn't be ignorant of this realm.

"You are also a land god, can't you get rid of your identity as a robber?"

Gu Yang suddenly asked.

This question can be said to be extremely tricky. Anyone who can cultivate into a land god is an unrivaled figure. How could such a person be willing to become someone else's slave?

Isn't it good to be happy by yourself? Why do you have to find a master for yourself?
"You have cultivated into a land god, and you should have a certain ability to resist the tribulation power of the Hei Tian Shu. If you are willing to give up and welcome back the Devil Emperor, Gu is not talented, and is willing to help seniors decipher the Hei Tian Shu together!"

Although Hei Tianshu is powerful, it is not impeccable. Any martial arts has the risk of being backlashed. When Jie Nu cultivated into a land god, if Gu Yang didn't believe it, he would not change at all.

Fu Jun looked at Gu Yang quietly, his eyes moved slightly, as if he was really moved by Gu Yang's words.

There was a trace of memory in his eyes, and he sighed: "This old man has worked hard to sharpen his sword for 120 years, but he never expected to become a land god by relying on the Gorefiend Sutra."

Gu Yang's spirit was shaken, because he felt that at this moment, the Fujun seemed to have changed, and he became more humane.

The former Monarch seemed to never have any emotional fluctuations, and maintained absolute rationality and calmness. Even though he was hunted down by Gu Yang with Xuanyuan Sword for thousands of miles, he didn't say a word of cruelty from the beginning to the end, just remained silent.

But now, he's more human.

"Senior thinks that he is infatuated with swordsmanship, but because of that devil emperor, he has to switch to this demonic martial art. Is senior really willing?"

Gu Yang asked again, and it was a very heart-wrenching question.

The Fujun was silent for a while, did not answer Gu Yang's question, but looked at the Heaven's Punishment Sword in Gu Yang's hand, and sighed: "It seems that Cui Juan still lost to you."

After a pause, he said, "That child is actually a poor man."

After all, Fu Jun actually made a completely unexpected action by Gu Yang, he took off his Yama mask.

Gu Yang's gaze was fixed on him.

In the Underworld, the identity of the Fujun is very mysterious, and West Kunlun, who has the best relationship with him, only knows that he is the robber's slave of the Devil Emperor, and knows nothing about it.

There was no unexpected situation, Fujun slowly took off the mask he had been wearing for more than 20 years.

It was a somewhat old face, but with a chic and elegant expression, white eyebrows like swords, eyes like stars, between the brows there was even a prodigal temperament in the world of mortals, although he was old, he was hale and hearty.

Anyone who looks at this face will think that he must have been a wanderer among thousands of flowers when he was young, the dream guest of countless beautiful beauties.

Gu Yang's pupils trembled, this face was not unfamiliar to him, because he had seen it before.

He really didn't expect that the governor... turned out to be him!
(Thanks to Brother Yan Mu for the one hundred reward, compare your heart!)
(End of this chapter)