Chapter 240 Kunpeng

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Seeing that Zhuo Yuhan was fierce and unstoppable, the five tigers of Rhine threw Han Yurou out to resist. As soon as he took action, he threw Han Yurou out to resist. Zhuo Yuhan's current state had cultivated martial arts to the level of receiving and sending from the heart. As soon as he took out his palm, his huge palm immediately transferred Han Yurou to the outside of the battlefield. Then the jade fist burst out on the whole head and feet, and a hundred-foot-sized punch print fell down, knocking the Rhine five tigers like it.

Boom!

The five tigers of Rhine did not expect Zhuo Yuhan to be so powerful that they threw Han Yurou out without stopping Zhuo Yuhan's attack at all. As soon as the fist came out, the five people immediately felt as if they were trapped in a cage and could not be turbulent. The boxing marks that covered the sky and the sun fell, and the domineering momentum was enough to bombard the five people to scum.

At the critical moment, the five tigers of the Rhine sacrificed their own magic weapons one after another and made a deadly blow. The five people worked together, and their strength was enough to shake the four-level Yuanjue. However, they were not facing the ordinary Yuanjue strongmen, but the queens with royal magic weapons.

The fist print fell, the stone was shocked, the earth shook the mountains, and the five Rhine tigers sprayed blood wildly, and their faces were like gold paper. Zhuo Yuhan did not have any pity. He dared to hit his mother's idea. It was not a pity to die. He turned his fist into a palm, and the palm of the disaster came one after another.

In Zhuo Yuhan's huge palm, the silver-gray flame rose, the dark blue thunder rolled, and the turquoise divine water rolled up. The scene was spectacular. The three divine objects shot at the same time. One of the Rhine five tigers was burned into ashes by the fierce flame of the earth, the other was smashed by the Great Fanqian refining thunder, and the other was swept up by the secluded water of the ground and twisted into meat. The man with his head fell into Zhuo Yuhan's palm and exploded instantly and turned into a blood mist.

The five tigers of Rhine were beaten between the two moves, and there was no place to die. A strong blood was received by Zhuo Yuhan.

Originally, according to Zhuo Yuhan's style of behavior, the five people were all strong Yuanjue. They should have used the power of sealing puppets to refine them into puppets. However, they touched Zhuo Yuhan's reverse scales, and there was no way to go the next day except death.

Killing the Rhine Five Tigers, Zhuo Yuhan turned around and looked not far away at Han Yurou, a beautiful woman in purple clothes with a gorgeous and beautiful face, but could not speak, and a tear overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Han'er! Are you really my chill?" The beautiful woman came slowly, and her eyes were full of tears, excitement and excitement.

"Mother! I'm Han'er, and I'm your son!"

Zhuo Yuhan looked at his mother close by, with something stuck in his throat, his voice choked and low, and he couldn't say anything extra for a moment. The mother's appearance has not changed at all, but is still so beautiful, holy and elegant. Zhuo Yuhan not only sounded the scene of being coquettish in his mother's arms when he was a child.

"Han'er, my good boy."

Han Yurou hugged Zhuo Yuhan tightly and sobbed. She never dreamed that she had finally got out of trouble and saw the child she longed for. Maybe it was God's blessing. Over the years, Han Yurou has experienced countless wanderings between life and death, but every time she thought of her flesh and her husband, she survived once and waited for today's group. Gathering.

Although Zhuo Yuhan is no longer a child in the past, and even his height is much taller than his mother, his mother's breath and taste will never change. His mother was safe and the mother and son were reunited. Zhuo Yuhan felt that nothing was more satisfied than now. He didn't want any world-class martial arts or dominating the world. All he wanted was family reunion and Chenghuan's knees.

"Good boy, don't cry. The man doesn't shed tears easily. If he can see you again, even if his mother dies immediately, his mother will have no regrets. Han Yurou gently wiped the tears from the corners of Zhuo Yuhan's eyes and said softly.

"Mother, the child has grown up. From now on, the child should not be separated from his mother for a moment." Zhuo Yu quietly enjoyed the feeling of his mother's embrace, and the joy in his heart could not be described as prophecy.

"Well, my mother will never be separated from Han'er again. How did you get through these years? I didn't expect that your cultivation has been so strong now, and my mother is very gratified. Han Yu said softly.

"Mom, come with me, and I'll tell you everything after you leave."

Zhuo Yuhan took Han Yurou's hand, shook his body, and entered the emperor's book. After so many years of hard work day and night, isn't it today's reunion? Zhuo Yuhan told his mother everything, including that he was a man of destiny. You can hide it from others, but Zhuo Yuhan doesn't need to do so for his mother.

"Son, you've suffered. You really got the emperor's book and the inheritance of the emperor, and you didn't waste your father's efforts. After listening to this, Han Yurou had mixed feelings and couldn't help sighing.

"Mom, did you and your father know for a long time that our Zhuo family is the queen, and the mission of the Zhuo family is also to help the people and save the people of the world." Zhuo Yuhan asked.

"Not bad. This is a secret passed down from every generation of the head of the Zhuo family. The position of the head of the family should have been passed on to your father, and the ancestors told the whole secret to your father. Han Yurou said. After listening to this, Zhuo Yuhan solved all the mysteries of that year, why his father locked his soul, why his ancestors taught each other, and why he got the emperor's book, all of which were within the emperor's plan.

"That's right, mother, what kind of treasure did my mother get in the Xiaoyao Palace? On that day, when I fought in the fierce mountain range, when my father and I escaped, my father was taken away by the magic weapon, and there has been no news so far." Zhuo Yuhan's thoughts flashed and suddenly asked.

"I don't know the origin of the magic soldier. In short, it is an extremely powerful treasure of magic. Maybe one person will know!"

Han Yurou also doesn't know the origin of the magic sword. If she knows the origin of the magic sword, it will be much easier to find Zhuo Butian.

"Who?" Zhuo Yuhan asked.

The spirit of the free royal palace. I was trapped in Xiaoyao Palace and almost died several times, but my mother did not die. Instead, she improved her cultivation with the help of elixirs and magic weapons in Xiaoyao Palace. The magic sword must be the magic weapon robbed under the crown of Xiaoyao in the past, and the spirit of Xiaoyao's royal palace must be clear. Han Yurou recalled.

"It's not too late. Let's find the spirit of Xiaoyao Palace." Zhuo Yuhan stood up and said.

"Han'er, what is your title now?" Han Yurou suddenly grabbed Zhuo Yuhan and asked.

"The child has only recently broken through the title of Shujue and ascended to the Yuanjue, but he has not yet refined the blood of the mythical beast and cannot be promoted for the time being." Zhuo Yuhan told the truth.

"In this case, your mother will not let you go to the spirit of the Xiaoyao Palace. Do you know that Xiaoyao Palace is a king-level magic weapon, which is one step away from breaking through to the emperor-level magic weapon. This is also why Xiaoyao Palace is automatically born every once in a while. The purpose is to attract people who come to grab treasures, and then besiege them, refine their blood and magic weapons, and strengthen themselves. You are definitely not an opponent of the spirit, and your mother won't let you take risks. Han Yurou said unwaveringly.

"King-level magic weapon? Mother, don't worry, the baby is fine. Have you forgotten that I have an imperial book? The emperor's book has been restored to the king-level magic weapon. What is the once emperor's magic weapon, Xiaoyao Palace? Moreover, you can see the strength of the child. He not only has the book of the emperor, but also refines the three divine objects. Now even in the face of the marquis, he has the strength to fight.

Zhuo Yuhan smiled and comforted Han Yurou. Mother, the child finally reunited with you, and now he is only short of his father. This is the only clue to find his father. You can't miss it. Zhuo Yuhan continued.

Han Yurou heard the words, and there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes. Naturally, she also knows what Zhuo Yuhan said. The origin of the magic sword is the only clue.

"Mother, believe in the child. I'm not sure. The child will not easily get into danger. I also have to fulfill the will of the emperor's ancestors, get rid of the alien race, and help the people. Zhuo Yuhan kept persuading.

"Okay! Mother believes in you. Just in time, I know that there is a drop of mythical beast blood in the Xiaoyao Palace. You can try to capture it. Han Yurou nodded and said.

"Oh? What kind of blood of mythical beast?" Zhuo Yuhan asked.

"The third mythical beast Kunpeng's blood on the Tianyuan mythical beast list." Han Yu Judo.

"Okay, God helps me. Let's go, mother, let's go and have a look!" There was a trace of excitement in Zhuo Yuhan's eyes. Now he is worried about how to get the blood of the mythical beast. Unexpectedly, it is in the palace of Xiaoyao, and it is also the blood of the mythical beast Kunpeng. Zhuo Yuhan is determined to get it.

The mythical beast Kunpeng, according to rumors, was originally a big fish in the Beiming Sea, but later turned into Dapeng, so it was called Kunpeng. According to records, Kunpeng is extremely fast, and its wings shake, that is, 90,000 miles away, Kunpeng is born with a strong space control ability. In terms of speed, it is the first in the world.

Zhuo Yuhan followed Han Yurou's direction and went straight to Kunpeng's blood. After flying a ray of incense, there is a peak in the sky, as high as ten thousand feet, deep into the clouds, surrounded by fog, like a fairyland on earth. At the top of Zhitianfeng is a huge square. Zhuo Yuhan looked around, and many strong Yuan and even marquis gathered in the square. In the middle of the square, there stood a huge statue. The statue was dressed in feathers and looked arrogant. The whole statue was lifelike and vivid.

The statue spread his hands flat, just like the emperor ordered a "flat body" when facing his ministers kneeling. In the palm of the statue's right hand, a cyan light mass is dazzling. This cyan light mass keeps twisting, forming the appearance of a Kunpeng, constantly emitting a force of space and a prison-like power, while in the statue On the right hand side is a small gemstone with a dazzling light.

"This person should be free! It should be Kunpeng's blood on his right hand. Zhuo Yuhan thought to himself.

At this time, there were more than 30 people in the square. Everyone was not in a hurry to take action, but stared at the treasures in the hands of the statue. Obviously, there was an extremely strong prohibition on the statue, which made these people deterred and dare not move.

"Han'er, there are many masters here, what should I do?" Han Yu said softly.

"In a hurry, since the spirit of Xiaoyao Palace has deliberately brought these people in, it is impossible without backhand. We will wait and see what happens. The more chaotic the scene is, the easier it will be to win."

Zhuo Yuhan's thoughts kept flashing in his mind, thinking about countermeasures. Although the emperor's book has the effect of breaking the prohibition, Zhuo Yuhan does not want to become the target of public criticism immediately.

"If only the autumn moon were here. The emperor's book cooperates with the emperor's mirror, which is seamless and can take away Kunpeng's blood unconsciously. Zhuo Yuhan sighed delicately.

The three emperors' magic weapons have their own wonderful uses. Together, they are invincible. However, just as Zhuo Yuhan was thinking, a arrogant laugh resounded throughout the square.

"Haha... another group of people came to die. If I devour you, I can successfully ascend the title of God, be invincible in the world, and dominate the universe.

"Finally appeared?" Zhuo Yuhan sneered in his heart when he heard the words.