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

  Chapter 348 Use your supernatural powers, qi and blood to raise a sword spirit and sword aura that looks down on the world.

  A ray of light shines in the sky.

  The radiance broke through the clouds, and the radiance carried the reflection of a dragon-slaying platform.

  On the dragon-slaying stage, a phantom of a strong man looked down at Lu Jing.

   Then he seemed to feel the rushing energy and blood from Lu Jing's body, full of fire and as thick as magma.

  Obviously it's only the first level of divine appearance, comprehending a phase of the sun, obviously it's just comprehending the spirit of the sun.

  But the scorching martial arts spirit was like billowing wolf smoke, rushing straight into the void.

  Ao Jiuyi is considered to be the younger generation among the true dragons of the Wufanghai. After the last spiritual wave, he ascended to the throne of the Dragon King and became the master of the East China Sea.

  The spiritual tide has gone.

  Both human martial arts and primordial spiritual paths are lonely.

  Many strong men who reached the eighth realm during the spiritual tide fell to the realm and fell into the divine tower and star palace again.

  But since Ao Jiuyi ascended to the throne of the Dragon King, his cultivation has become more and more tyrannical. Not only has he cultivated the primordial phase of the dragon, but he has even gathered the other eight main phases of the real dragon, turning his internal organs into a divine tower of the dry dragon.

  Qianlong Shenque, with strong qi and blood, and the dragon's power overwhelms the world. Coupled with his Dragon King blood, his cultivation can be called a true arrogance in the world.

  Behind him was a keel bone with a white head floating, and two emerald green dragon horns also shone a ray of light, falling directly on Ao Jiuyi Zhenlong Zhen.

  The black dragon is entrenched in the sky, fierce and domineering!

  The bone spurs on the four dragon claws were ferocious, and their breath soared to the sky.

  Those who dry up the dragon are the beginning of masculinity!

  Qianlong Shenque made the blood on the Dragon King of the East China Sea shine as bright as the scorching sun.

   And at this moment...

  Ao Jiuyi, with the brilliance of the scorching sun, with extreme ferocity, with two or three ways of profound arts, coupled with the dragon head and white bones, spewed out qi, blood and flames, and only came towards Lu Jing.

  His eyes were cold, knowing that behind him there were still several strong men at the peak of the seventh realm!

   "Even with the fierce power of the dragon-slaying platform, even with the high talent of Lu Jing, I have to land on the ground and walk a small path on the ground."

  Ao Jiusu's qi and blood almost tore through the void, and the four dragon claws filled the sky and the earth. The qi and blood on the dragon claws vibrated and exploded, and every tiny qi and blood carried a raging murderous intent, and they grabbed Lu Jing together with the huge dragon claws.

  The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world.

   But what Lu Jing faced was not only such a black dragon.

  Ao Jiuyi, Bailong from the South China Sea, Wang Rangong from the Hedong family, and Qi Beishan, a famous scholar from the Qi Kingdom, each had their own supernatural powers.

   Except for these few people.

   Walking along the path, male and female figures stared at each other with long swords in their waists.

   "Five strong men at the peak of the Seventh Realm came together, not to mention Lu Jing, even a human immortal or celestial being who entered and exited the Eighth Realm would have to walk the path of the earth."

  Gu Chenxiao's eyelids moved slightly, and his eyes were full of pleasure.

  He had been separated from Lu Jingyi for more than a year, and during this year, he was almost tormented by the serious injury Lu Jing gave him.

  In his secret room, the **** smell that made him intoxicated has dissipated.

  The big demon raised in his heart seemed to devour his mind because he had no flesh and blood to nourish him.

  All these things come from the land scene on the cloud.

  And today, Qi State came and Qi Beishan wanted to cut off Lu Jing's soaring sword energy with two dragon kings, a patriarch, which made Gu Chenxiao tremble with excitement.

   "So what if it's the Duke of the state?

   If you are caught in a death calamity, you will inevitably die.

  The Crown Prince wishes to swallow your bones, drink your blood, and eat your flesh!

  It is also a blessing for you to die at the hands of the fairy in the fairyland that day! "

  Gu Chenxiao clenched his fists tightly, staring intently at the black dragon winding hundreds of feet in the sky, watching his vitality and magical powers take off.

  He tried his best to look far away, just wanting to see Lu Jing fall to the ground and fall into the alley that pollutes the ambition of a young man.

   Qi Hanzhang, the young book sage of the Qi State, also gritted his teeth slightly, looking up at the sky with some kind of mood.

  Supernatural power, qi and blood, dragon roar, and the sound of the piano spread, pressing on Lu Jing.

  Mysterious vitality is all over the sky.

  The majestic vitality is almost earth-shattering.

   Several people here want to make Lu Jing fall to the ground.

  But at this moment, Lu Jing saw the Black Dragon Dragon Claw rushing towards him with lightning speed.

  His right hand, which had been resting on the blade of grass, suddenly moved forward.

  Just an instant!

  The grass-cutting knife that has been handed down to the world is out of its sheath.

  The qi and blood of the sun are like waves and tides, a kind of martial arts spirit that flourishes in the raging fire merges into the turbulent qi and blood of Lu Jing, and flows into the grass-cutting knife like a spring.

  Hoo...

  The unremarkable grass cutter shone with a faint light.

  Then exhibited in an instant...

  Boom!

  The world is like thunder.

  The spirit of the sun turned into a sharp knife light, which suddenly rose from Lu Jing's waist.

at the same time.

  Dragon's prestige has arrived, and the brilliance of the dragon-slaying platform in the sky also falls on the grass-cutting knife.

   Another overlord's air rose.

   Lu Jing's body glowed with golden light, and his eyes opened and closed for a very brief moment.

  Wearing a knife, Lu Jing almost turned into an unrivaled overlord, with ruthless eyes, looking down on the world!

   Overlord... Wrath!

  Black Dragon Ao Jiususpected that the dragon's claws entered the land of Baizhang Lujing.

  The Order of Star Fighter, Dragon Slayer...

   Even the Overlord's Fury fate, which consumed all of Lu Jing's life energy, was triggered at this moment, merging into Lu Jing's saber light.

   "Open the road to Shu with the sun!"

   Immediately!

   Gu Chenxiao, who was staring at the black dragon claws attacking Lu Jing, suddenly froze

  Before, Qi Hanzhang, who was still doubtful that Lu Jingqiang was strong, but how could he kill Shenque, stagnated.

  Qi Beishan, Wang Rangong, and Feng Zhuhe's expressions suddenly changed.

   See you!

  The sky was full of sword light in the void, and the light of the sword seemed to come from a **** holding the sun and a sword in his hand, and it seemed to come from an overlord who ignored the world.

  This overlord **** slays the dragon with a long sword in his hand!

   clang!

   One knife out!

  Long Wei and Qianlong Qi and blood that had swept towards Lu Jing like a wave suddenly collapsed.

  The light of the sword cut off the dragon's prestige, qi and blood, cracks appeared in the qi and blood all over the sky, and it was cut out of the vortex.

   Collapse, collapse, shatter!

   "One element phase, can you cut out such a sword light?"

  A thought like this flashed through Black Dragon Ao Jiuyi's mind.

  Crack, click!

  The rushing knife light collided with his dragon claws.

   Immediately afterwards, another sword light suddenly appeared and shone!

  Suddenly, there was a storm in the sky, and the thunder came, and the huge vitality crossed the void and fell directly on the black gold of Tu Xian at Lu Jing's waist.

  Tu Xian black gold unsheathed!

   draws an extremely fine golden thread.

  Silk threads fly up like a ray of tide under the setting sun.

  The tide suddenly approached, and in an instant, it became violent and turned into scorching suns.

  In the scorching sun, one after another sword peaks stand upright, as if there is sword energy rising from Bishan.

  Those sword peaks seem to contain thousands of changes, and they also seem to carry the prosperity of Dongjun's great sun and the majesty of thunder, and finally turn into a little cold light.

  The light of the sword and the cold light of the sword suddenly came.

   "The treasure held by the Dragon King Dinghai, unexpectedly..."

  Qi Hanzhang opened his mouth wide.

  He saw the black dragon with a winding body approached by the sword light and knife light.

   Among them, the light of sword energy and sword is as far and wide as the river and sea, echoing Lu Jing who is still standing on the white clouds.

   echoes.

  Then...everything is cut!

  The flying supernatural powers were cut to pieces by the sword light.

  The sound of the fluttering piano was covered by the whistling sound of the knife light.

  The brush and ink smoke was knocked down by the wind and rain.

  Even the white dragon stopped because of the sharpness of the sword light...

  Lu Jing, alone, stopped the three peak seven realms for a short time.

   "Fuguang sword energy combined with dragon-slaying platform and five kinds of starlight, coupled with Lu Jing's unreasonable sword spirit and sword dao understanding, this is what it is!"

  Qi Hanzhang's heart trembled, he vaguely felt that from Taixuanjing, countless eyes fell here!

   Lu Jing's knife and sword shocked Tai Xuanjing.

  Sword light to meet the enemy!

   And the sun knife was shining brightly.

   Rotten like gold, bright as snow, vitality and blood are immortal!

   A blade of light, only cut the sky.

  In the sky, dragon blood was sprinkled.

  The energy and blood of the Dragon King of the East China Sea who came holding the sea treasure was cut through by the sword light in an instant.

   On the black scales, a little bit of blood oozes out.

Roar!

   A terrifying roar came.

   Ao Jiuyi twisted into a dragon body, and was cut back seven or eight miles by the saber light after only one encounter!

  In the wind and rain.

   Lu Jing, who made the peak cut, retracted the sword and put it back into its sheath.

  The long clothes on his body fluttered, and the golden light in his eyes attracted the spiritual thoughts and gazes of many people.

  The black dragon retreated and landed on the snow mountain in the distance.

  Blood flowed profusely from his body, and the emerald green dragon horns on the white bones of the dragon head behind him erupted with vitality, repairing his injuries.

  For some reason, he looked at Lu Jing with blurred eyes, and asked in a low voice, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

   Lu Jing lowered his head, thinking about the time for two or three breaths.

This knife was born out of Mr. Jiu's sword-drawing technique to open the road to Shu. It also has the clear understanding of the knife's meaning in the grass-cutting knife, and the truth of heaven and earth in the dragon-cutting platform. able.

   "Since it is a knife drawing technique, it is natural to be fierce and rigid."

   "It's called Overlord Dinghai."

   Lu Jing thought this way in his heart, but he never answered Ao Jiuyi who was hiding in the dark clouds again.

  The wind blows away the clouds.

  The rain fell and the air flow rose, making the valley below more foggy.

   "Cultivator of Yuanshen of the State of Qi, Patriarch of the Wang family, Lord Wang Ran, Dragon King of the South China Sea, Feng Zhuhe..."

   Lu Jing whispered to himself, and then his eyes fell on the black-clothed figure holding the sword at his waist.

   "The leader of the Huai Gang, the prince of the Eastern Girl Kingdom..."

  Smoky clouds are everywhere in the sky.

   Those figures fluttered, and their eyes fell on Lu Jing.

  Lu Jing was standing on the cloud, really like a noble young Duke of the country, with restrained breath and calm as a mountain.

   "Since you have come here to stop me, and want to let Lu Mou land, and walk through the path you laid out, why are you standing where you are now and refusing to go forward?"

   Lu Jing spoke in a calm voice.

  But the next moment, his voice suddenly exploded like thunder!

   "Since you are unwilling to step forward, then I will come closer!"

   Chi!

   Tu Xian's black gold fell on Lu Jing's shoulder.

   Lu Jing was dressed in white, with the black gold of Tu Xian on his shoulder, his right hand rested on the handle of the sheathed grass cutter, and stepped forward.

   Qi Beishan of Qi State sat cross-legged in the air, his hands resting on the Liuquan Guqin, with admiration in his eyes, but the Liuquan Changqin was waiting for an opportunity.

  Feng Zhuhe's voice fluttered and curled, but Qi Ji was extremely vigilant.

  Because of the existence of the dragon-slaying platform, the pressure that the dragon belongs to face Lu Jing is much stronger than the rest.

  The bearded man dressed as a Confucian student took a careful look at Lu Jing, but suddenly shook his head: "Mr. Lu Jing, you made that knife just now, the light of the knife is strong, but it consumed all your own blood.

   It is already enough to be proud of repelling the Dragon King of the East China Sea with a divine appearance, but... no matter how you cover it up, your current physical body is at the end of its strength and can no longer help. "

  While Wang Ran was speaking, he was still watching Lu Jing's face closely, as if he wanted to see some background and clues from the very subtle expressions on his face.

  The scene seems to have become a little stiff.

  The prince of Dongnv Kingdom and head of the Huai Gang standing on the path suddenly grinned.

  Subtle laughter broke the silence here.

He also walked forward slowly, shaking his head and said: "Whether it's Wang Rangong or Feng Zhuhe, you can all see that Lu Jing's physical body is already at the end of his strength, and the five monks who are at the peak of the seven realms here are only looking at Lu Jing. Looking forward, it's really...

   Ridiculous! "

  The leader of Huai Gang's voice was soft, and his face seemed to have a divine light, which made him extremely handsome, and he was not much more handsome than Lu Jing.

  At this moment, he was walking with a sword in his hand, and the sky and the earth suddenly turbulent.

  The long sword at his waist shone with purple light, and the flying sword suddenly rose.

  The blade of the three-foot long sword was stained with blood.

  At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, but there was a pill furnace floating in the palm of his hand.

  The sword's edge under the waist is slashing the purple electricity, and the red flame in the furnace is full of smoke!

  The gray smoke rose into the air and turned into Taoist sword cultivators holding swords.

  The prince of the Eastern Nv Kingdom actually cultivated Taoist sword light and Taoist supernatural powers.

  He came step by step.

  The piano sounded again, and the bearded man also drew an iron chain with a stylus in his hand.

  The iron chain crosses the sky, locking the void.

  There is only one road left in the sky blocked by iron chains, which is the road leading to the ground.

   Lu Jing Tuxian on the black gold, the sword is full of arrogance, and it has the potential to go straight to the universe.

  Lu Jing saw that the four strong men had supernatural powers, and their blood was moving again.

  He took the initiative to explore, and the golden Tuxian black gold fell into his hands.

  On Tu Xian's black gold, the sword air flowing like the radiance of the scorching sun circulated, and I don't know how many people looked sideways.

  Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Jiu are standing under the tower of self-cultivation and watching here.

  "You don't have to worry, Lu Jing cultivates his own spirit when he cultivates a sword. If you don't hold a sword with the spirit and bone marrow of a sword, you won't be able to understand the righteous way, and you won't be able to see the world.

   is not worthy of the word Fuguang. "

Mr. Guanqi put his hands in his long sleeves, and some of them were flamboyant: "This is also a good opportunity for Lu Jing. If he can break through this difficulty and raise an invincible sword light, even if he is only at the fifth level of Zhaoxing , is enough for the future immortals to eat a pot."

   Mr. Jiu frowned, shook his head and said: "Even if it is Lu Jing, it is not so easy to break through the barriers of the five seven-level peak powerhouses and enter Taixuanjing alone."

   "Five? Where are the five?" Mr. Guanqi smiled, and said in a low voice: "And Lu Jing has three hundred soldiers riding tigers under his command, so he is not alone."

   "Three hundred warriors riding tigers are strong, and Shi Daiqing also has the cultivation level of the seventh heaven of gods. It is possible that those people in front of Lu Jing are all the bright and bright generations in the world.

  Three hundred soldiers riding tigers could not stop any of them. "

  Mr. Guanqi nodded first, then shook his head.

   "Lu Jing always has some opportunities that even I can't see through, for example... even I don't know why his strands of energy and blood can be connected with three hundred soldiers riding tigers to echo the battle formation."

   "Echoing the battle formation?" Mr. Jiu suddenly turned his head: "Lu Jing and three hundred soldiers riding tigers echoing the battle formation?"

   "Besides, there are obviously as many as five people who went to stop Lu Jing..."

  Mr. Jiu hasn't finished speaking yet.

   But there was a roar of tigers on the valley, suddenly contagious.

   Lu Jing had already walked directly above the valley.

  The four strong men each have supernatural powers, and their profound arts will be added to them.

  Feng Zhuhe turned into a human form, holding a sword in his hand, and the light of the sword made waves.

   Right now...

   Click!

  Feng Zhuhe suddenly stopped his figure, turned his head to look, but saw the phantom of the white dragon behind him shattered.

  A wounded black dragon with blurred eyes broke through the clouds and devoured her.

   Hoo!

   Howling!

   Roar!

  Three hundred soldiers riding tigers jumped into the battlefield at some point.

   "My lord..." Shi Daiqing saluted Lu Jing, and there was shock in his eyes.

  He didn't know what the destiny of [General Shanhe] was, and he didn't even know why Master Lu Jing could melt into their Yujing battle formation with his blood?

  Lu Jing held the sword and looked around: "A strong enemy blocks the way, just to support my sword power and sword spirit!"

  (end of this chapter)