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

  Chapter 394 Lu Jing is invincible in the Eight Realms of Pure Yang Yuque

  Lu Jing wanted to kill people freely today.

  The three stars in the sky reflected, even if there were too many supernatural powers shrouded in the East City, too much martial arts energy and martial arts spirit billowing like smoke, the sword in Lu Jing's hand was still sharp.

  He originally had some fantasies about this prosperous Taixuanjing. He always felt that there is a prosperous Mingyujing in the sky, and there should be an equally prosperous Dafuxuandu in the world.

  Only today, Mr. Guan Qi, who had protected him and taught him for more than two years, entered the Taixuan Palace and never came back.

   Lu Jing also went back to Yanglu Street while he was thinking about it. The small courtyard in Kongshan Lane on Yanglu Street is still there, but Xu Wugui, Zhuo Yaoluo and even Qingyue have all gone.

  Qingyue was not in Taixuanjing, Lu Jing looked again, but suddenly felt that Taixuanjing was also deserted.

  Why stay in the barren land for so long?

  I’m used to seeing a barren place, wouldn’t it be better to go to a barren mountain, see the green pines on the barren mountain, see the clouds and rain in the distant mountains, and take a look at the chess game that Emperor Chongtian is proud of?

  Dixing Yinghuo fluttered in the sky.

   Jidu Luohu looked a little dim in front of the Yinghuodi star.

  But the dim starlight shone on the sword in Lu Jing's hand, but it made the sword in Lu Jing's hand glow with a faint blood color.

  In that **** color, there was a big slaughter.

   "Yinghuodixing has not made Mr. Lu Jing lose his mind..."

   There are many literati among the ministers in the court. They have always respected Mr. Lu Jing, who is both excellent in poetry and painting, especially this sincere Mr. Shulou is also a talent for cultivation.

  One day shines on the three stars, casts the star palace, and turns it into a mountain of holding swords.

   On the Xinggong Sword Mountain, heavy snow fell, and the snow was three feet.

  It's like the ice peak where Mr. Si Ji Shen'an once practiced his sword.

  Here, the East City becomes more and more mysterious, as if it is integrated with this sword-holding mountain.

  Lu Jing stood on the top of the mountain, holding a sword and looking down, the strong man here was completely in his eyes.

  Dajiangdong to Langqiandie!

  Suddenly, a surge of Qi and blood hit the shore, and a shadow suddenly emerged from the void, like a thousand layers of waves.

  From that wave, a young Xuanyi guest suddenly stepped out of the cloudy sky.

  He holds a big flag in his hand.

  There is nothing on the big flag, just a piece of golden yellow.

   "Under the imperial power, everything is like dust!"

   "Under the imperial flag, everyone who deserves to die will die!"

  The Martial Dao Qi machine arrived in an instant, the figure of the Xuanyi guest was erratic, the air was torn between the big banners, and the surrounding air waves rolled around for a while, and the power was almost unmatched.

  Hiding in the void all along, the immortal who wanted to take Lu Jing's life finally made a move.

   Lu Jing sword slashed the blue dragon, and his courage was already full. If he cherished the life of the strong here again, maybe that Lu Jing would really run away!

   This young man's sword armor is shining like the sun, and if it drags on for a little longer, the courage of these strong men who came to besiege Lu Jing will definitely be crushed by Lu Jing's sword-holding mountain.

  Because of this, Captain Xuanyi, who has always been in command of 5,400 Xuanyi guards in Taixuanjing, finally made a move.

  He is the Imperial Guard of Emperor Chongtian, and he has been hidden in the palace for even longer than Emperor Chongtian.

   This person made a move, and the sky seemed to be torn apart.

  An indescribable energy and martial arts spirit wrapped the captain in Xuanyi from climbing the mountain.

  On the sword holding mountain, Lu Jing lowered his head while holding the sword, and then looked at another void.

  In that void, Shen Buyi, who was wearing rune armor, had long since disappeared.

   There was a whistling sound from Zhijian Mountain, a huge and suppressed vitality was like a landslide from bottom to top, and a great majesty came from it.

   Until now!

  The powerhouses who came to besiege Lu Jing finally found out...

   "There is a human immortal hidden in the east city!"

   "Human immortal, celestial being, two gods and eight realms, plus the strong here, can Lu Jingan..."

  Someone's spiritual thoughts are flying, but his spiritual thoughts have not yet fallen.

  Lu Jing's Heavenly King Luohu Dharma Body suddenly stood in the clouds, bowed his head and said: "Whoever stops me, come climb the mountain!"

   "This mountain contains my sword energy, hangs my sword light, spreads my sword intent, and there are nine-star magical powers shining on this mountain.

  Lu Jing was in the mountains, but he also walked with his back on the mountain.

   Come into my mountain, there is no way out! "

  Lu Jing stood on the Star Palace of Zhijian Mountain.

  In an instant, the mountain of holding sword was covered with wind and rain, and the mountain of holding sword became mysterious suddenly.

  Lu Jing's figure was also vaguely visible.

   Until a sword shines!

  A flash of sword light is like an avalanche!

  Snowflakes fly and dust turns into chaotic swirls.

  Snowflakes, dust, rocks on the mountain, and forest trees all become sword light, sword energy, and sword intent.

  This kind of power changes the color of the world.

  In the hands of the mysterious Human Immortal Captain Xuanyi, the golden banner was suddenly raised, and he was also swallowed into the mist.

  In the wind and rain, Shen Buyi's figure appeared, stepped into the wind and rain, and saw thunderbolts crashing down in the wind and rain, and Taibai sword light flying wantonly.

  Countless sword energy is fearless and full of cold killing intent, as if to cut everything away.

   "Lu Jing is very different from before."

  "He is no longer a gentleman who lives in a corner and only cares about teaching, but a scholar who travels thousands of miles with a sword.

  Walking with a sword will kill you! "

   Shen Buyan thought about this, but turned around and looked back.

   However, at the foot of the mountain holding the sword behind him, there are already hundreds of ministers and generals who are about to climb the mountain!

  Besides the East City, the Shaozhu Kingdom was waiting in battle, waiting for Lu Jing to escape from the East City after being unable to withstand the conquest of more than a hundred people.

"enough!"

  Shen Buxin said: "These more than a hundred people are the price, enough for Captain Xuanyi and I to kill him!"

   "Besides those hundreds of people, there are still many climbers around Taixuanjing."

   "Climbing the mountain and killing Lu Jing, this is a great achievement, enough for me to enter the Dafu court."

   Around Shen Busu's body, circles of runes burst with vitality, and the bursting flames also condensed into a rune bow.

  The famous legalist held the talisman bow and drew the bowstring, and shot an arrow.

  The arrow was mixed with runes, divine thoughts, and pure yang thunder, just like a thunderbolt from the sky, rushing straight to the top of the mountain.

   And the golden flag shrouded, covering the wind and rain.

   "Everyone, climb the mountain!"

   Captain Xuanyi's voice came.

  Everyone Nan Heyu, Luo Mingyue, and Liu in the East City could only see all kinds of mysterious supernatural powers, powerful qi and blood profound arts, and strong martial arts spirit rushing from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

   "A hundred people climbed the peak!" Nan Heyu was slightly taken aback.

  Master Liu hugged Liuquan guqin tightly and said, "There are two of the Eight Realms among them!"

   "Eight Realms..." Even Nan Heyu is a genius in the world, and her practice is advancing rapidly.

  But when she heard the word "Bajing", her body still trembled slightly.

  Luo Mingyue is still in a trance while holding the Toad Soul Sword.

  Nan Heyu didn't want to watch it anymore.

  In the East Palace, a trace of unbearableness flashed across the face of the Crown Princess.

  A golden light suddenly shot out from the eyes of the prince with his hands behind his back.

  He seemed to see something.

  …

  Twenty miles away from Dongcheng.

  Jiang Xianshi, who has an extraordinary appearance, squatted down.

   "Mr. Jing Guo is strong if he is strong, but his youthful temperament is inevitably too impulsive.

  If he leaves Dongcheng as soon as possible, and doesn't kill the Prince of Qi, Gu Chenxiao, or the Seventh Prince, Yuxuanlou, the matter will be simpler, at least there is no need to lead to Taihua's veins. "

   "But now...the veins of Taihua have to leave the Tianzhu of Taihua."

  Jiang Xianshi lamented the strength of Lu Jing's star palace holding the sword, and also lamented Lu Jing's youthful vigor, but his hand finally fell to the ground.

   Suddenly, the earth shook!

  Suddenly, Jiang Xianshi's complexion changed drastically.

  He looked at Lu Jing in the distance, his heart trembling slightly: "Jing Guogong has already noticed the pulse of Taihua? That's why he dared to ignore the 160,000-strong army of dancing dragons?"

   "His catalog of Taihua Mountains and Rivers Emperor's Sons actually has such a clear understanding?"

  Jiang Xian thought about this, and felt the throbbing of the Taihua pulse in the earth.

   "So Jing Guogong can get out of trouble now, but he still erected the mountain of holding the sword. What exactly is he going to do?"

  Jiang Xianshi suddenly shivered.

   Just as he thought, a blood mist bloomed in the mountain of holding sword that was shrouded in wind and rain.

  Climber, someone died!

  Jiang Xianshi's pupils shrunk.

   "Jing Guogong wants to kill people, he wants to feed Yinghuo, and he wants to feed the sword in his hand!"

  Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and then relaxed.

  "Knowing that Lord Jing Guo has made great contributions to the world, knowing that the drought in the middle of the river ended because of Lord Jing Guo, knowing that all the people in the world respect Jing Guogong.

  But these people still came to Dongcheng immediately to besiege Jing Guogong and his generation, hoping that Jing Guogong would die. "

   "I want to come to Jing Guogong to pay homage to Mr. Guanqi with the heads of these people."

  Jiang Xian thought so in his heart.

  When he saw that the blood-colored mist on Zhijian Mountain was getting thicker and thicker, and even the heavy rain on the mountain turned blood-colored, Jiang Xianshi finally realized that his body was trembling uncontrollably.

   "Rightening the Tianzhu...hopefully!"

   "If Wei Xuanjun can support the Tianzhu, Duke Jing Guo can naturally do it too!"

  Jiang Xian could not wait to laugh, as if he had never been a minister of Dafu, but only the lord of Taihua City.

  …

  Lu Jing is killing people.

  Brahma Dharma Body is running, but it is no longer a Bodhisattva statue, but an Asura, but a Rahu!

  Narahu dharma body held a thunderbolt and hid in Nanming, with sword lights brewing in his eyebrows.

   And these sword lights are too sharp.

  The strong men who besieged and killed Lu Jing here were all from the seventh realm.

  The warriors of the seven realms are full of energy and blood, their bodies are harder than precious iron, and their souls are also indestructible under the protection of gods and spirits.

  As for the monks of the seven realms of Yuanshen, the Yuanshen lives in the real palace, shining golden light, even if the body dies, the Yuanshen will not die.

  It can be on the holding sword mountain, under the light of the stars of Emperor Yinghuo.

  Often, an understatement of sword energy flies by, and the primordial spirit is crushed by the unrivaled killing energy, and the indestructible body is also corroded by the Yinghuo Emperor Star. The martial arts spirit is rotten, and the martial arts beacon is extinguished!

   "Those who come to climb the mountain and those who come to block the way will all be buried in the mountain holding the sword!"

   Liu everyone saw clearly: "How many people is Lu Jing going to kill?"

  Nan Heyu remained silent.

  Luo Mingyue turned her head to look at Taixuan Palace, the fog in Taixuan Palace was so thick that she couldn't really see it clearly.

   "The sage never gave an order, slave..." Luo Mingyue thought thoughtfully: "Taixuanjing suffered heavy losses this time."

  …

   "Is this chopping melons and vegetables?"

  On Zhenwu Mountain, the master of Zhenwu Mountain stroked his snow-white long beard, and he casually threw the whisk aside.

  At this moment, he is holding a gossip mirror in his hand. In the mirror, the Sword Holding Mountain stands high in the east city of Taixuan Jing.

  Some people climbed the mountain one after another.

  They couldn't see through the wind and rain, and couldn't see through the blood mist in the sword energy, and finally turned into dry bones, and became a part of the blood mist.

   "Killing too many people is not beneficial to my world."

  Beside Master Zhenwu Mountain, a man with a hatchet shook his head.

  He frowned and said: "The strong in the world are already withered, and if they are killed by this Lu Jing, wait until the next spiritual wave comes..."

  Mount Zhenwu suddenly stretched out his hand, and slapped the man on the forehead with the mirror.

  The man with the hatchet was in pain, covered his forehead, and looked at Master Zhenwu in puzzlement.

   "Ruyang, you are my eldest disciple, but you are the most stupid.

  Compared with Mr. Da in the library and the Buddhist scriptures of Daleiyin Temple, it is much worse. "

   "Even Guanyang and Xuanyang are much smarter than you, not to mention that little Yunlong."

  Zhenwu Mountain Master hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and said: "If you were born in Taixuanjing, I am afraid that your bones will be eaten by others."

  Ru Yangzi was not upset when he heard Zhenwu Shanzhu's reprimand, but just lowered his head.

  These two masters on Zhenwu Mountain were talking, their five senses were so sensitive, and suddenly they heard someone whispering again.

   "Zhenwu Mountain Master will really put gold on his face. Master Uncle can't compare to Mr. Da, so can he be comparable to Master?"

  ... Master Zhenwu Mountain took a deep breath, picked up the dust whisk on the ground and waved it lightly.

  The vitality was condensed, and the master and apprentice who were hiding not far away were immediately photographed in front of them.

   "Yunlong, don't talk nonsense."

   Ruyang, who had just been taught a lesson by Master Zhenwu Mountain, scolded.

  The young Daoist Yunlong, who is not afraid of anything, shrank his head and nodded slightly.

   "The lord of the mountain, Taoist priest Taoshan is here to visit."

   Yunlong Taoist master Xuan Yangzi lowered his eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, and reported respectfully.

   Master Zhenwu stood up and walked out of the mountain gate.

  I saw a Taoist in a loose robe waiting in front of the door.

  The Master of Zhenwu Mountain bowed to the monk, looked around, and said: "This is Zhenwu Mountain, the head of the devil is buried here, even if Dafu Shengjun and Beiqin Dazhuwang come here, they must not fight."

   He just finished speaking.

  From the country road, Mr. Jiu stepped out with a large Zhan Qingshan on his back.

  In another forest, two mysterious people wearing black robes and black cloaks, whose faces were deeply hidden under the cloaks, walked out slowly.

  The two mysterious people glanced at Mr. Jiu, and there seemed to be a woman among them, whispering softly: "The library is getting more and more presumptuous, knowing that we are from Taixuan Palace, and dare to show murderous intentions to us."

  Mr. Jiu bowed his head and said: "There is always someone who will be liquidated, Mr. Guanqi will not die in vain.

  I am different from the other gentlemen. Even if the world is in trouble, I will take revenge first. "

  The mysterious woman said: "The big enmity doesn't stop at Mr. Guanqi.

  Even if Lu Jing killed some people, he couldn't get out of the dragon dance formation after all, and he would inevitably die.

  Mr. Jiu, you also have to remember his great enemy. "

  Mr. Jiu seemed to be poked at a sore spot, and there were waves in his eyes.

  At this time, the young Taoist Yun Longzi suddenly said: "The fog on the Sword-holding Mountain has cleared, and the ground is full of dead bones. This Lu Jing must not be the reincarnation of a great devil?"

   Having said this, Yun Longzi turned his eyes and said to Xuanyangzi who was beside him: "Master, I bet you that this Lu Jing can't die."

  Xuan Yangzi quickly glanced at Zhenwu Mountain Lord who had a black line on his face, and said angrily: "You little bastard...you brat, how dare you be presumptuous...what to bet with your teacher?"

   Master Zhenwu Mountain was angry, and he was about to teach the two of them a lesson.

   But in the gossip mirror, there was a **** storm.

  Lu Jing is still standing on the mountain, the captain in Xuanyi has never climbed to the top of the mountain, and the same is true of the famous legalist Shen Buyi.

   Taoist Taoist of Taoshan nodded.

   "After Jing Wushuang, the Hou of Zhongshan, became a great dragon elephant... in the whole world, Lu Jing is invincible in Chunyang and Yuque!"

   "It's the two pure yang of the eight realms, the peak of Yuque, with the wind and rain as a reliance, and the mountain of holding a sword as a killing technique. If there are no more than a hundred strong men, I'm afraid they will die under Lu Jing's hands."

   Taoist Priest Yunlong's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Xuanyangzi.

   Xuan Yangzi shook his head like a rattle: "No gambling."

   Taoist Yunlong sighed, as if he had missed the opportunity to hit his master hard.

  At this moment, Master Zhenwu Mountain suddenly looked at Yunlong and asked, "What did you see?"

  Yunlong said casually: "I saw a broken sky pillar."

  (end of this chapter)