If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

The peak is high and the clouds are disturbing, the fog is heavy and the flocs are floating!

More than 20 silver peaks stand interlaced in the cloud and mist, and because of the wind and snow, the cloud peaks are not visible, and there are no traces of silver mountains that show some traces in the wind and snow from time to time.

The place where Mr. Si practiced swords on weekdays.

A woman wearing Yunyan fine brocade clothes and a blue long sword on her waist was frowning, staring intently at the trivial words in the silver peak.

The shape of the characters is not brilliant, and even many strokes are ugly, which is not a good character.

But even so.

The woman didn't take her eyes off, even if the heavy snow hit and the howling wind never let her look away.

"Nan Heyu, did you come here for several days in a row just to read these words?"

Behind Nan Heyu, on the edge of the mountain cliff, there was another person in a purple dress. He never went to see Nan Heyu, but just looked down at the cloud and mist under the cliff.

She wore a slender waist, and there was a star imprint in the middle of the belt. Judging from the voice, she should also be a woman.

In particular, the woman's face was covered with a white mask, and on the white mask, some brilliance could be seen faintly dotted in it. At a glance, it looked like stars dotted in the blue sky.

"When are you willing to compete with me?" The masked woman fluttered in purple, and the wind and snow dared not come within three feet of her.

Nan Heyu remained silent.

In fact, it took only four or five days for the masked general who held the star to come to find out how to learn from her.

From the point of view of General Chi Xing, Nan Heyu has been lingering in front of this ice peak for four or five days, looking at these words, but not responding to her contest.

But in fact, ever since Lu Jing wrote Xiwen under the Misty Rain Bridge, cut out that brilliant sword, and his sixth uncle told him that Lu Jing's swordsmanship came from this ice peak, she has been coming here every day, I want to take a look at these ordinary words, what kind of wonderful swordsmanship is contained in them.

Up to now, it has been more than one month, and it is like this every day in January.

"General, in the past, I would have competed with you, but now I feel that my sword heart is not stable. Even if I compete with you, I will not be able to display the subtlety of the wind and rain sword energy."

The Qianxiushui on Nan Heyu's waist was silent, without the slightest sword energy. Her gaze was still on Mr. Si's many sword energy pens and inks, and she said to the star-bearing general behind her: "It's not in full bloom, but the sword-bearing general Why does General Xing insist on competing with me?"

General Chixing's face was covered by the white star mask, so he couldn't see her face, nor could he see her face at this moment.

But hearing Nan Heyu's words, General Chixing turned his head and followed Nan Heyu's gaze: "Nan Heyu, I saw you at the foot of Taihang Mountain two years ago.

Although you were taciturn at that time, the long sword in your waist whistled softly, but you were brewing with unparalleled self-confidence.

You are the arrogance of swordsmanship in this world. From the moment you hold the sword, there is sword energy lingering in the soul that has not been sensed!

I didn't expect that after one or two years, your cultivation base will become more and more powerful, and your firm sword heart will become unstable instead. This is a strange thing. "

General Star Holding's voice was indifferent, and he commented on Nan Heyu.

But Nan Heyu lowered his head and thought for a moment, but he didn't refute General Holding Star's words. Instead, he nodded slowly and said, "Maybe it's not a bad thing for me."

General Chi Xing didn't say much, just like Nan Heyu, his eyes wandered around and focused on the words of sword aura on Bingfeng.

"These are just Mr. Si's scattered daily routines. You say that your sword heart is not stable, and you come here every day to see this Bingfeng. Is there any method in these words that can make your sword heart more stable?"

Nan Heyu was fascinated by Bingfeng's writing, and after a long time, she actually let out a long sigh.

"A long time ago, someone brought me to this Bingfeng, and let me have a look at the powerful sword energy contained in Bingfeng's words.

It's just that my feathered sword heart has never gained anything.

At that time, I was as confident as the general said, and I just felt that if I couldn't see it, then there must be no great sword energy in Bingfeng's words. "

General Star Holding didn't interrupt, but listened carefully.

Immediately, a self-deprecating look appeared on Nan Heyu's cold face.

"But later, someone got a mighty and flaming sword energy from it. Although there is only this one, it is more sublime and profound than the wind and rain sword energy that I have practiced for a long time."

"The flames are awesome, the flames are awesome..." The star-bearing general became more hesitant, and then remembered a young man who was famous in Taixuanjing not long ago.

"Is it Lu Jing who killed the evildoers under the Misty Rain Bridge?"

There was some amusement in General Chixing's tone: "Nan Heyu, you are strange, that Lu Jing was originally going to marry into Nanfu.

At that time, it was rumored in Taixuanjing that the master of the Lu family who was in power, and even you, an unrivaled master of swordsmanship, were unwilling to let Lu Jing pass through the door, and there were different reasons for it. "

"I didn't expect that Lu Jing summoned the beast to meet the emperor, fulfilled your wish, and never entered the gate of the Nanfu. I didn't expect you to be more interested in him now?"

Nan Heyu was stunned, and suddenly remembered that evening, she followed Lu Jing all the way, and saw with her own eyes the scene of Lu Jing facing so many people's doubts, claiming to be a wild boy, killing people with a knife for the sake of justice he said.

Many thoughts are fleeting.

She shook her head slightly, and said: "I'm only interested in the mighty sword energy on the ice peak. The wind and rain sword energy nourishes my sword heart, but it also becomes the bottleneck of my sword heart. Since there is a scarlet sword intent in this ice peak, Maybe it can break my bottleneck."

General Star Holding raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say much.

The two just said these few words, General Chi Xing already knew that the Yuanshen competition was hopeless, and was about to turn around and leave.

Another gust of wind roared, blowing through the gap between the two peaks, turning into turbulent currents and pouring into the front of the ice peak.

Suddenly, thousands of piles of snow rolled up in the open space in front of the ice peak.

Many words covered by ice and snow became clearer.

At the same time, on the corner of the ice peak, the accumulated snowflakes were blown away.

General Star Holding glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and his eyes under the mask suddenly became more serious.

"These two lines of text..."

Nan Heyu in front of the ice peak naturally also saw the few lines of words that were covered by snowflakes but now finally revealed their true face.

General Chi Xing looked at those lines of cursive script and said with emotion in his heart: "Even if Mr. Si is unparalleled in the world, when it comes to calligraphy, he is still far behind.

I don't know who wrote these few lines, the brush and ink float like a dragon, and it looks like a dragon. Even if you don't know calligraphy very well, you can still see that the author's brush and ink are extraordinary. "

The star-bearing general's purple clothes fluttered, and his thoughts surged.

But Nan Heyu, who was not far away, froze in place the moment he saw these lines of writing.

"See the cold in the midst of Haoge's frenzy, and see the world in the sky!

Seeing nothing in the eyes of all mortals, and being saved from hopelessness! "

The mere four lines of writing fell into Nan Heyu's eyes, but each word seemed to contain a mighty spirit.

All kinds of vibes are built here, just like the big sun shining high in the sky in a painting, not only reflecting the world, but also reflecting on the sky.

It is full of despair, but despair is shattered in an instant, turning into hope in nothing, endless.

May all be saved!

"This sword energy..."

Nan Heyu's eyes flickered, she thought for a while, and gently raised her fingertips.

With a slight movement of the fingertips, the vitality flowed, as if there were two or three wisps of cloud mist and countless breezes lingering around his fingers, and as he moved his fingers, they instantly turned into a void sword energy and landed on the four lines of writing.

Chi!

The weak wind and rain sword energy is like a breeze blowing, blowing on the ice peak.

General Chi Xing was puzzled by Yu Nan Heyu's actions.

Instantly!

I saw that on the four lines of words, a bright brilliance shone in an instant, like the sun rising from the east, reflecting the light, and shining on the wind and rain sword energy transformed from the clouds and breeze.

The wind and rain sword energy completely turned into nothingness in an instant and disappeared.

And that line of text is still the same, independent in the wind and snow!

General Chi Xing's eyes suddenly brightened. She has a strong soul, but she doesn't know the way of swordsmanship, but she also knows how sublime these four sentences contain.

"See the cold when Haoge is crazy, and see the world in the sky!"

"Just a few sentences, you have the arrogance to stand on the clouds, but I don't know who wrote it."

General Star Holding's eyes were full of interest.

Nan Heyu was silent for a while, and said: "This is Lu Jing's calligraphy, and every stroke and painting has sword spirit."

General Chi Xing came to his senses immediately, and she read the four sentences carefully again, then nodded and said, "No wonder Lu Jing's name is so popular recently, let's not talk about anything else, just say these words, and the sword in the words Qi is indeed admirable.

Since I have come to call on you, perhaps I should also call on the young gentleman someday. "

General Chi Xing spoke up here, and teased again: "If such a proud man enters the Nanfu, even for the Duke's Mansion, it would be a blessing, but..."

Nan Heyu frowned, and interrupted his words: "Sheyu, ever since you became the star-holding general and took charge of Su Xuanwei, you and I have become more and more important, and you have become more mean. Well, I don't want to see you anymore."

Nan Heyu's tone was rather helpless.

General Chi Xing was not angry either, and said with a smile, "No matter what, I'm going to meet the kendo geniuses in Xuandu for a while. Even if I don't practice swords, I still want to see the sword moves brewed by many kendo masters."

Nan Heyu frowned, still staring at Lu Jing's words motionlessly, but her tone contained some advice: "Why do you have to participate too much in the matter between the crown prince and the seventh prince?

You don't practice swordsmanship, but you want to fight for the Rain Calling Sword in front of the hall, even if you won it with your superb cultivation, so what? "

General Chi Xing didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Nan Heyu, I want to be five or six years older than you. I still remember when you were young, you always followed me and called me sister. Ten years passed in a blink of an eye... …

However, now you only remember that I am the general holding the star, but you don’t remember that my grandpa was once a Xuandu Liangzao, and you don’t remember that I was able to forge iron into a sword when I was young! "

"Although I don't know the way of swordsmanship, I am quite interested in the two swords, the wind-calling and rain-calling swords that were born in the Yang Jie Sea.

I want to take a closer look at the difference between the third-rank treasures born in the natural world and the third-rank treasures forged. "

When Nan Heyu heard this, she didn't want to persuade her anymore, and didn't speak anymore.

General Star Holding obviously wanted to tease Nan Heyu.

"Today just happens to be free, since you don't want me to see your sword energy, then I'll go find your husband... who ran away halfway..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped talking.

Instead, he looked towards the side of the cliff surrounded by clouds and mist.

Nan Heyu also felt it, and it was the same.

Within a few breaths, Nan Heyu and General Chixing looked at each other.

I saw the star-holding general stretch out a finger and point to the void.

General Star Holding is famous for his formation of stars. The phantoms of the three stars are lingering, and the rays of light are connected to each other, covering nothingness and completely covering their aura.

A few more moments passed.

Nan Heyu and General Chixing stood on the edge of the cliff and watched from a distance.

If it is someone else, in this wind and snow, in the sea of ​​clouds among the many mountain peaks, they will definitely not be able to see anything.

But these two strong men could clearly see that it was not far away.

A Buddhist flag was spread out, and the void was faintly interesting. Suddenly, another barefoot monk gathered his vitality, stepped on the void, and walked over.

"It turned out to be a cultivator in the Void Realm of Divine Fire."

General Chi Xing was fascinated: "I have not seen him before, but I already felt a faint murderous aura. This mysterious bhikkhu... seems to be here to kill people."

Nan Heyu showed approval, and said: "There is also a hidden Buddha flag... This bhikkhu is covering his body and going up and down to see if there are any living things around here."

The general holding the star had his hands behind his back, and the starlight on the white mask was slowly flowing: "Taixuanjing seems to be calm, but in fact, I don't know how much filth is hidden.

But... the cultivators of the Divine Fire Void Realm are already strong, and such cultivators come to kill people, and it is unknown who they want to kill. "

Nan Heyu and General Chixing just stared into the distance.

And that bhikkhu never thought that Jiaoshen Mountain is the most secluded place, where there are not even many monsters entrenched, and there are actually two famous women in Taixuanjing hiding there.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

Nan Heyu's expression suddenly changed, looking somewhere down the valley, General Star Holding did the same.

But in the wind and rain, a stream of sun and moon came quickly and landed on a small hill.

The two looked.

The streamer just now was actually a sword light.

A young man walked out of the sword light, with a handsome figure, a lush and spring pine body, and a handsome face.

At the same time, he stood casually in the snow, with an unspeakable aura flowing out, as if the wind and snow, the many towering peaks, and even the vast Jiaoshen Mountain, everything in the mountain became the foil for this young man.

Divine jade is the bone... that's about it.

"This young man is really brilliant..." General Chi Xing praised without concealment, and then he was a little confused: "I don't know where this young man is from. He is going to Taixuanjing from the end of Jiaoshen Mountain. He should be entering the city. I don't know if the famous son of Zhenwu Mountain, son of Beiqin... is also so outstanding."

Nan Heyu sighed inwardly when he saw General Holding Star's eyes fixed on the young man motionless.

"Your childhood problems have never been corrected." Nan Heyu said.

General Chi Xing didn't care about it: "Everyone likes beautiful things, I just prefer these handsome young men, just admire them from a distance, so what's wrong with them?

Nan Heyu, don't you think this young man is really handsome, and he also has an unspeakable temperament? "

Nan Heyu originally wanted to introduce, telling General Chi Xing that this young man was Lu Jing, Mr. Shulou they mentioned.

But because of General Xingxing's words, Nan Heyu became inexplicably irritable, and she didn't want to say any more.

There was some doubt in her eyes.

"You don't need to guess anything, the bhikkhu with the hidden Buddha flag came for this young man.

This boy deserves such a big fight. "

General Chi Xing looked at the black wooden sword that had turned into a stream of light and fell into Lu Jing's hand, and spoke softly.

Nan Heyu didn't think about anything, and with a thought, Qian Xiushui immediately unsheathed, and hundreds of sword lights like rippling water waves floated behind Nan Heyu.

Seeing Nan Heyu's actions, General Chixing couldn't help but frowned: "I don't know what forces are fighting this matter, you want to intervene rashly?"

At this time, those three star lights lingered around Bingfeng, and no one had ever sensed Nan Heyu's sword energy.

Nan Heyu didn't say a word, just stared at the young man in the distance.

Also at this time.

The young man in the distance spoke softly.

And the Bhikkhu of the Divine Fire Void Realm who had ignited a divine fire had also appeared and saluted the young man.

Immediately afterwards, the Buddha flag lingered, isolating the vitality fluctuations in it, and the supernatural powers were running!

General Chi Xing practiced a star-eyed supernatural power, and he could see clearly, but he could no longer perceive the current vitality fluctuation of the Buddha flag.

Nan Heyu has never practiced this kind of supernatural power, and the primordial spirit gathers vitality and crazily blesses her eyes, so she can only see it for real.

"Lu Jing?"

At this moment, the general who held the star had already heard a few conversations between the young man and the Dazhi monk, so he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

"Is this young man Lu Jing?"

Her spiritual thoughts flashed: "When I think about it carefully, it matches the characteristics I've heard. It's just because he came from outside, I never guessed Lu Jing."

"However...why are there so many cracks in his primordial spirit? It seems that his primordial spirit has suffered a great loss and is not far from death, but the brilliance that blooms can be so bright, and his vitality is so vigorous."

Not only the Star Holding General, Nan Heyu's eyes were also full of doubts.

"No wonder you want to shoot."

General Chi Xing looked at Nan Heyu, and his spiritual thoughts flowed: "This Lu Jing's luck is good. If you and I were not here, and a monk of Shenhuo intercepted and killed him, even if he had ten lives, he would die here."

Nan Heyu didn't talk to her, but just took a step forward.

The star-holding general had a mask on his face, and the light of the star was flowing.

The two are about to make a move.

But at this moment.

Nan Heyu and General Chi Xing's souls ignited the fire slightly, and there was a hint of... astonishment in their expressions!

The two stopped moving forward, but continued to look into the distance!

——

The realm of divine fire is the sixth realm of primordial spirit.

But this kind of realm is longer than the previous five-layer realm, and it is also more powerful.

And in front of the great monk, standing in the emptiness, using the Buddha flag to lock the emptiness, on the Buddha beads in his hand, a surging divine fire was burning.

Unimaginable pressure fell on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing's body became extremely heavy...

The strict killing intent was like wisps of knife light, overwhelming divine fire, mixed with a Buddha's supernatural power, as if shouting in Lu Jing's ears.

"May my husband not enter the endless hell!"

"May my husband not enter the endless hell!"

"May my husband not enter the endless hell!"

...

There were distorted voices, as if an eminent monk was preaching Buddhism in Lu Jing's ears.

Reflected by the Dharma, Lu Jing only felt that the surroundings of his body had turned into an endless abyss.

And he...became a member of the evildoer!

Just for a moment.

Lu Jing's primordial spirit has already been suppressed by the mighty divine fire, if his primordial spirit is suppressed like this, the real palace will continue to collapse.

"May I not enter the endless hell."

Lu Jingyuan murmured softly, and the hand holding the sword was trembling constantly.

At this time, only a short moment passed.

The Dazhi monk in the sky is reciting Buddhist scriptures, pinching the rosary with one hand, and pressing down gently with the other hand!

"Great Thousand Buddha Seal!"

boom!

The bursting Buddha's light burst out from his hand, and behind the bhikkhu, a glaring Buddha could be seen looming. He also stretched out his palm and moved towards Lu Jing to suppress it.

This buddhist cultivator in the virtual realm of the divine fire burns with the divine fire as soon as he strikes, and kills with all his strength, and when he strikes, he consumes all the vitality lingering in his real palace and divine fire.

He wants to kill Lu Jing in an instant!

Don't let Lu Jing have the slightest chance to breathe!

And that seems to be the case.

Lu Jing was suppressed by the unimaginably powerful divine fire, which suppressed the primordial spirit.

The domineering primordial spirit completely suppressed Lu Jing's primordial spirit just like suppressing a demon in the dark abyss.

And the great thousand Buddha seals pressed away, the wind and snow melted, and the momentum was at its peak.

Once this Buddha seal lands on Lu Jing's body, it only takes an instant...

Lu Jing was a dead body.

But at this moment, Lu Jing was motionless, standing there blankly, his mind captured by the great monk!

The wind and snow roared.

The supernatural powers are reflected to wash.

And the great monk struck out a Buddha seal, so he stopped looking at Lu Jing, clasped his hands together, and recited...

"Amitabha!"

The tone is full of regret, but it seems to be saving the dead.

The mountains roared, and the wind and snow blew up everywhere, covering Lu Jing's figure.

And when the big monk realized that there was nothing wrong with it.

But only see...

In the place filled with wind and snow, a snow-white sword light flew up, flying like lightning, unparalleled in brilliance!

The sword light is as clear as glass, tens of feet long!

Among them are thunder and thunder intertwined, like a real dragon rising and falling, and a python swallowing thunder.

This sword light is enough to shake the mountains, like a white rainbow, swallowing the flying snowflakes in an instant.

There were many snowflakes.

Lu Jing's figure was revealed.

At this moment, behind Lu Jing Yuanshen, a Great Holy Plate of King Yantian of Ming Dynasty could be vaguely seen reciting scriptures in a low voice.

Wherever the scriptures passed, King Daming's body became tall and majestic. Wherever the scriptures were recited, the sounds of the abyss and the Buddha of Transcendence disappeared from Lu Jing's mind in an instant.

And the sword energy just now cut through the clouds and mist easily, and cut on the Great Thousand Buddha Seal.

Daqian Buddha Seal was shocked suddenly.

And Lu Jing, whose appearance can be called flawless, whispered in his heart: "Mr. Si, how about using this sword light of yours to kill the fake monks who came with evil thoughts?"

——This young swordsman at the Realm of Huazhen Realm held his sword again...

Swipe!

All of a sudden, the wind is surging!

The black sandalwood sword in Lu Jing's hand erupted with great brilliance.

A beam of bright and upright sword energy, as brilliant as the sun and the moon, broke through the void, as white and flawless as glass, and spread away like a galaxy.

A kind of sword light that is upright to the extreme, soaring to the sky...

Like a river flowing into the sea!

If you are angry with the bullfight!

The big bhikkhu who had just saluted just now stood up straight, not in time to be surprised.

The sky and the earth illuminated by that terrifying energy were all ablaze.

"What kind of sword energy is this..."

As big as the bhikkhu's spiritual thoughts flashed, his eyes suddenly widened.

"When the sword energy falls, the bhikkhu will die!"

As big as the bhikkhu's spiritual thoughts surged and reflected the void, a fleshy puppet that was dormant in the void suddenly had a fierce light in its eyes.

As the void twisted, a killing puppet burst out of the clouds and landed straight in front of Dazhi Bhikkhu.

The qi and blood of this puppet-killer are equally brilliant, and indistinctly, there is a supernatural figure emerging behind him, bursting qi and blood, soaring energy, starlight can be seen faintly in the pores of the whole body, and every drop of blood flowing in the blood vessels is full of vitality. It also contains infinite power.

Killing Puppet is more than one foot tall.

His face was livid, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes. When he swung his big hand down, he was about to hit the glass-like sword light!

The sword light flickered.

Lu Jing moved forward holding his sword, and said softly, "Zhuo Yaoluo!"

It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and a three-eyed stone statue flew towards the sky, and it became so huge in a blink of an eye.

Zhuo Yaoluo's body also shone with brilliance, shining brightly.

The three-eyed stone man showed his true body, and punched the puppet!

The body of the stone man seemed to be shaken by mountains, and the black clouds in the sky were completely blown away by the surging energy.

The tide-like vitality turned into a convoluted vortex, but was covered by the Buddha flag and fluctuated.

But at this moment, Zhuo Yaoluo seemed to be a god who descended from the sky, his body was extremely tall, and he punched the puppet below him fiercely.

Killing Puppet's right hand grasped the sword energy that Lu Jing had slashed out, and his left hand formed a palm. His face was stiff and he fought for Yaoluo's earth-shattering circle.

The mountains roared.

Killing Puppet and Zhuo Yaoluo collided, and the unimaginable energy and blood rushed past like countless rivers, and it was like a thundercloud, shining fiercely!

Click!

When Zhuo Yaoluo punched down, it was as if a thunder had exploded from the void, and the Qi and blood of the puppet's body suddenly stagnated.

Chi!

But at this moment, Mr. Fourth's glazed sword energy remaining in the black sandalwood sword, with light and brilliance, slashed at the side of the killing puppet.

Jian Guang seemed to have a spirit, tore off the skin of the puppet, and instantly shattered that piece of flesh, beheading the big monk who was behind the puppet's body.

"This kind of grand sword intent must not be carried by force!"

As big as the bhikkhu put his palms together, a lot of vitality from the heaven and the earth rolled in, condensing into a five-color Buddha mountain.

The five-color Foshan is extremely imposing, blocking the Liuli sword energy.

Bang!

As the sword energy brushed past, the five-colored Buddha Mountain was forcibly penetrated by the glazed sword energy, dissipating into a pervasive vitality.

As big as Bhikkhu was still retreating rapidly, in a blink of an eye, he saw beside him...

Surprisingly, there is an extra statue... Vajra Dharma Body surrounded by Buddha's light.

Fanri Vajra Dharma is more than three feet tall, and he swung his big fist and hit the side of Dazhi Bhikkhu.

As big as the bhikkhu's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, the divine fire burned, and the vajra dharma body was completely burned in an instant.

"It's enough to stop you for a moment."

Lu Jing moved forward step by step with a blank expression on his face.

And because of the instantaneous blocking of Fanri Dharma Body, the Liuli sword light has traveled through many distances and landed directly on the body of Dazhi Bhikkhu!

Clang.

Just one sword, the sword light blooms, and the sword energy splashes everywhere!

The sword intent is in a hurry, sweeping straight!

"No!"

As big as the monk felt the unbearable pain coming, the sword energy went straight into his soul.

In just a short moment, the divine fire on his primordial spirit had been chopped off.

A divine fire went out.

As big as the bhikkhu's soul was sluggish, his face was grim, as if he was in extreme pain.

And the glazed sword light was blocked by a puppet with the first appearance of the god, and faced with the many magical powers of a monk of the god fire, even though it consumed a lot, it still cut off the god fire of the big monk Yuanshen!

Before the ice peak.

General Star Holding frowned: "There is a killing puppet hiding, if it weren't for the killing puppet being a dead thing, you and I would have been seen through by him.

And... Lu Jing's sword qi just now... It's really too shocking, even if it's not his own sword qi, but his cultivation can communicate and control this kind of sword light! "

Nan Heyu was still immersed in the sword light that illuminated the world like a glazed halo.

"I've already cultivated the Divine Fire, but I don't dare to say that I can activate this mysterious sword light so easily..."

Nan Heyu felt that she couldn't see through the boy walking in the snow more and more.

General Star Holding laughed out loud, his body was filled with vitality, and stars appeared on his mask.

Nan Heyu raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you want to do?"

General Star Holding took a strange look at Nan Heyu, and said, "You have already decided to take action just now, if you don't take action to save Lu Jing at this time, when will you have to wait?"

"That brilliant sword qi, like colored glass, was blocked by the puppet of the god-slaying puppet. Although the bhikkhu's god fire was cut off, he is still a god fire cultivator. Even without the god fire, he still has a thick vitality. Even stronger."

If we don't make a move, Lu Jing's Yuanshen is injured, and he is far from reaching the peak of Huazhen, wouldn't he be beaten to death? "

Nan Heyu remained motionless, shaking his head and said, "Lu Jing...maybe he can beat him, we don't need to do such a favor."

General Chi Xing was taken aback, and asked, "You know Lu Jing, and there are other strong sword qi?"

Nan Heyu shook his head: "Perhaps relying on his sword energy is enough."

General Star Holding looked at Lu Jing again: "Although he is an unborn arrogance, he wants to beat this monk..."

She didn't finish her words.

Lu Jing, who was walking in the snow, looked up at the sky.

There is no star or moon in the sky, and the sun is covered by thick clouds and mists.

But Lu Jing clearly saw a star shining high in the sky, on which a star official descended on him, and the invisible starlight shone on him.

In a moment.

Lu Jing's body was wrapped in a burst of vitality, and he rose up in the air.

He moved forward step by step.

Under the feet, there are lotus flowers of vitality blooming, dragging his body.

The black sandalwood sword whispered beside Lu Jing, turning into a streamer and flying wantonly.

He grew lotuses every step of the way, and when his feet landed on the vitality lotus, there was still the sound of vitality whistling.

call……

Eight steps in a row.

Eight kinds of syllables exploded in the ears of the big monk!

The eight sounds of knocking on the gods attack the soul in the air as large as the bhikkhu's real palace.

Under the mysterious supernatural power, his primordial spirit couldn't help trembling slightly.

Between trembling.

With a thought in Lu Jing's mind, the black sandalwood sword burst into a blazing sun's brilliance instantly, turning into a stream of light, and stabbing at the right hand of Dazhi Bhikkhu holding the Buddhist bead.

"Benefactor, you are also moved to kill."

As big as the monk endured the pain, the Buddha's light flashed in his eyes, full of compassion, but the soul came to the back of his mind, extremely angry, and said to Lu Jing: "Kill!"

As soon as the word kill comes out!

Billowing vitality, swarming from all directions, first turned into Buddha's light, then turned into light needles, and greeted Lu Jing's black sandalwood sword.

The primordial spirit that Lu Jingduan was sitting in the real palace had condensed into seals in an instant, and the thick vitality flowed out continuously, turning into waves of wind and thunder.

The wind and thunder are like a big net, covering the sky and the earth, and also covering those light needles.

But Lu Jing was still moving forward.

Fanri dharma body was condensed in front of him, pointing from a distance.

"Decree!"

Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts flickered, and he had already controlled Brahma Dharma Body, walking on the clouds, running in the sky and the earth, and heading towards the Dazhi Bhikkhu.

As big as Bhikkhu Yuanshen blew gently, a gust of purgatory wind came, blocking the way of Brahma Dharma Body.

Fanri Dharma Body slowed down and opened the way forward.

Lu Jing, on the other hand, walked on the lotus all the way.

With a startled glance of Fu Guang's sword energy, it smashed into pieces many Buddhist needles around it!

The mysterious sword intent is endless, and it also has the meaning of compassion for the world.

The star-bearing general in the distance couldn't help taking a deep breath, and glanced at Nan Heyu.

Nan Heyu couldn't take his eyes off her.

Fuguang sword energy surges towards it!

The big bhikkhu gritted his teeth, the thread of the prayer beads in his hand was broken, and one hundred and eight prayer beads were hanging in the air, protecting the big bhikkhu's real body.

Fuguang sword energy collided...

Burst together with those one hundred and eight Buddhist beads!

At this moment, Lu Jing revealed his soul.

As big as the monk can clearly see, Lu Jing's real palace realm, Yuanshen is as tall as three feet, and the soaring vitality lingers in his real palace, making him, a Buddhist, shudder.

"The realm of the real palace... has raised such a primordial spirit!"

The big monk felt something, but he saw Lu Jing walking forward alone, only a foot away from him.

Brahma Dharma Body has already stepped on him from top to bottom.

As big as the bhikkhu flicked the center of his eyebrows, the real palace suddenly shone with light, and a drop of blood emerged from the center of his eyebrows.

The blood turned into blood-colored rays of light, completely covering the whole body of Dazhi Bhikkhu.

In the distance, Nan Heyu seemed to have seen this kind of blood artifact, and said in a low voice: "This is the blood essence of an eminent monk. You only need to recite the Dharma of the eminent monk, and the precious light of the blood essence can isolate vitality, and it can also isolate a little blood. Protect the soul and body of the chanter."

General Chi Xing understood: "This bhikkhu is trying to use this blood to delay time and restore some divine fire..."

She didn't finish her words.

But seeing Lu Jing who was already close, he never used the slightest vitality.

He reached forward, but there was a long knife in his hand.

Nan Heyu's complexion suddenly changed: "Brother Xuehu's... Drinking Snow Knife?"

At this moment, Lu Jing had already stepped within seven steps of a monk.

He dragged the drinking knife backwards, and took a few more steps forward.

The snow drinking knife weighing three hundred catties was easily picked up by him.

The great monk who was reciting the Dharma suddenly had a warning sign in his heart.

He looked up suddenly.

But Lu Jing was expressionless, holding a knife in both hands...

Vigorous energy and blood brought violent vigor, and frantically poured into the drinking snow knife.

The long knife weighed more than ten thousand catties in an instant.

Lu Jing swung down.

"May the bhikkhu not enter the endless hell."

Drink the snow knife and cut it down!

The blood rushing to the sky shattered the golden light and landed on the body of the big-eyed Bhikkhu...

Blood splashed.

A divine fire cultivator died just like that!

There is no controller.

The Buddha flag in the sky suddenly lost its brilliance and fell from the sky.

At this moment, the two gods were fighting with each other, and the qi and blood fluctuated like a storm, which instantly alarmed many powerful people far away from Taixuanjing.

All of a sudden, the spiritual thoughts of many prosperous and powerful men fell here across a long distance.

Lu Jing's expression remained unchanged, as if he had never sensed those divine thoughts.

He stepped forward a few steps, dragged up the body of the big bhikkhu, ignored those who came from Taixuanjing, came to suppress the magical powers that killed the puppet, and went towards Taixuanjing.

"Lu Jing... what are you going to do?"

Nan Heyu watched Lu Jing dragging the corpse along, and vaguely guessed something in her heart.

General Chi Xing also looked at Lu Jing with a calm expression and no anger in his eyes.

"Someone wants to kill him, and he wants to drag the body to Taixuanjing, let the adults uphold justice for him?"

General Chi Xing guessed like this, then shook his head and said: "Without evidence, no one will admit it, and adults may not be able to make the decision."

Nan Heyu suddenly noticed Lu Jing's previous actions, and subconsciously said, "Maybe... Lu Jing doesn't need adults to make decisions for him."

ps: I suddenly remembered that I haven’t asked for a monthly pass for a long time, please ask for a monthly pass

In addition, the author saw many readers reporting in the background, saying that the subscription is too expensive. This is actually the unified price of the website, and the charge is based on the number of words. The author's single chapter is expensive because the number of words in a single chapter is too large, and the author cannot set the price.

Recommend a friend's book, "I Have a Proficiency Panel", if you are interested, you can read it.