Chapter 260 Blue Butterfly Palm

Wu Qianshou gritted his teeth: "You bastards have been so hard that I will kill you. If this game is gone, there will be no face in Zhongzhou in the future. I will be so angry!"

He stomped his feet and flew back. Then he spit out his heart and poured it on his thousand-colored sword formation. The sword formation flashed with blood, and tens of thousands of flying swords were fused into a sword by an extremely precious heart and blood. Wu Qianshou held the sword tightly, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell down from the tip of his eyebrows.

"boom……"

The blue light was extremely fast, and it was in a blink of an eye. The four of them tried their best, shouted loudly, and greeted their treasures hard.

"Bang!"

The three of them joined forces and could almost be invincible, but they had no resistance when facing the blue light. When the blue light exploded, the three of them screamed in unison and flew out together.

The blue light rang out three people, wrapped Wu Luo, and roared at Kuangyan: "Wu Luo..." He struggled to get up, but blood spurted out one mouthful after another.

Wu Luo was motionless in the blue light. He could feel something seemed to be peeping at him. The "National Kingdom of Heaven" was opened - this was the first time Wu Luo was forcibly opened by an outsider.

The magic sword Tianxing flew out slowly.

The palm pattern became even hotter and floated gently, like a butterfly, flying up from the magic sword sky. In the blue light, dancing happily.

For some reason, Wu Luo's eyes turned dark and he fainted.

...

"roar!"

In the vast and vast mountains, a giant beast, which was not much smaller than the mountain peak, raised its head angrily. He passed by the air, his toes were like dragonflies squinting the water. On the forehead of the giant beast, the giant fell down with a loud bang, but he didn't even have to look at it, and walked away calmly.

...

The first magic sword in the Great Wilderness was placed in front of me, on the rough stone platform.

The stone platform is on the top of the mountains, with countless pairs of envious eyes at the foot of the mountain.

As long as he picked up the sword, the whole world belonged to him. He ruled the world with the magic sword, and everyone followed him! But he raised his hand and gently pressed the sword body, and a clear palm pattern appeared on the magic sword.

"The magic sword is destroyed!" Everyone exclaimed, full of anger and regret. But he seemed to have done something irrelevant, shook his clothes and walked down the mountain step by step. Wherever he passed, everyone envied, jealous, hatred, and anger all kinds of eyes gathered into a vast ocean, but no one dared to attack him. These were the most famous strong men in the Great Wilderness, but they obediently gave up a way wherever he went.

...

He looked up at the bright moon and looked back at the world. He smiled mockingly, stood up and shook his robe, and walked up step by step, as if there was an invisible staircase under his feet.

As I walked, my body became less and less clear, and finally disappeared completely.

As we walked, the scenery around us changed from this world to a vast sea of ​​stars, and there was a vast starry sky ahead.

...

The burning planet was at his feet, and he felt an uncontrollable anger in his chest.

Since it is uncontrollable, then it will not be curbed.

He raised his hand and invisible power spanned several star fields, and captured a strong man from a planet with tight barriers. The planet and dozens of nearby planets moved wildly, and a powerful cultivation fleet came to chase him.

He slapped the man with a palm. He had not been angry for thousands of years and rushed into a star. The star exploded, and the violent energy swept across all the cultivation fleets. Countless star-sea monks died in desperation. He had been standing at the core of the explosion, motionless, and looked at all indifferently. At the end, he just shook his clothes and extinguished several flames.

...

He looked at everything in front of him in confusion and asked himself: Is this the end of the starry sea?

No one could answer him, loneliness accompanied him, and even the echoes abandoned him.

...

"Wuluo, Wuluo... wake up..."

He heard someone calling him, and he felt that the name sounded a little familiar. Wu Luo? Who is Wu Luo?

A voice shouted: "Wuluo is me, Wuluo is me..." There was a hint of silence in his voice, and soon the owner of this voice slowly fell silent like drowning.

A flash of lightning passed through the darkness.

"Is it me? Who is it?"

Memories surged into my heart, Oh, it turned out to be me. I am the Emperor of Nanhuang, and I am Wu Luo.

But, am I that person?

After lightning, a giant blue palm grabbed from the darkness, holding this question and "his" memory tightly in his hand, and shrank it into the darkness and could no longer be found.

Wu Luo suddenly opened his eyes.

Lu Nianwu laughed proudly: "Haha, I'll just say that with the first alchemist in Zhongzhou, he will definitely not be able to do anything."

Xiang Kuangyan was obviously relieved, but cursed: "I'm really unlucky. I have to endure you robbing my barbecue in the future..."

Wu Qianshou was concerned: "Master, how do you feel?"

Wu Luo smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I'm worried about you."

"It's fine, but it scared us. What is the blue light? It's so amazing. If you tell me it, I'm afraid people won't believe it. One is the first talisman master in the Southern Wilderness, the other is the first alchemy master in Zhongzhou, and the other is the first weapon master in Zhongzhou. All of them were seriously injured in the meeting..." Lu Nianwu was a little nagging, but Wu Luo didn't listen.

He turned around and looked around. The surroundings were calm, and nothing seemed to have happened. Everything was so quiet...

"Let's take a break before leaving." Xiang Kuangyan suggested.

Wu Luo waved his hand and got up and moved a few times: "I'm really fine, let's go."

Xiang Kuangyan looked at him and nodded: "Okay, let's go."

The four of them were still leading the way, Xiang Kuangyan. Wu Luo deliberately fell behind. When no one noticed, he gently pulled his clothes open, and a blue palm pattern was clearly printed on his firm chest!

It is only the size of a peach kernel, like a blue tattoo, or like a small blue butterfly. His chest is the sky of the butterfly.
Chapter completed!