Lu Jing was dressed in black, and his rain-calling sword rang out softly, and a drizzle fell in the slanting wind on the desolate Lingao Mountain.

Lian'e Buddha is in the realm of the sixth level of divine appearance, and is not far away from the seventh level of divine appearance.

He practices the method of Angry Eyes and Golden Body, and his energy and blood have long been integrated into the skin, flesh, fascia and bones of his body. His bones are extremely hard and can even easily break black iron. His blood is as thick and rich as lead and mercury. Ordinary practitioners would kill him with a sword.

, and can't cut through his body.

But the Lu Jing in front of him has actually improved in cultivation in these few months.

The Zhaoxing Realm is already extremely powerful. Even among the hundreds of geniuses who have climbed the mountain, they are still extremely powerful. Only a handful of people have climbed to the seventh realm.

Lian'e Buddha is the most powerful one among them. He has practiced the magical mystical skills of Landa Temple in the Sixth Level of Divine Appearance, and he has also taken off the precepts Buddha beads, plus the rare second-grade treasure of the sitting cassock, so he should be able to snare the white deer.

, just kill Lu Jing with one finger...

But he never thought that when Lu Jing's rain-calling sword was unsheathed and the spring thunder exploded in the sky, coupled with the magical powers and mystical skills of many geniuses behind Lian'e Buddha, Lian'e Buddha, the most powerful person here, was killed by Lu Jing.

After a distance of tens of feet, he fell heavily on the rocks, and the other mountains turned into rubble.

Lian'e's Qi and blood were surging. Even though he was covered with a sitting robe, even though he put his palms together and used the Angry-Eye Vajra Killing Mysterious Technique to suppress the surging Qi and blood in his body, there were still bursts of severe pain from up and down his body.

The sword marks on his face also contained sharp sword energy that pierced Lian'e's bones, causing his face to twitch.

Even so, Lian'e Buddha still clasped his palms together, raised his head hurriedly, and stared at Yuan Xing with hot eyes.

Immediately at the foot of the low mountain, a murderous spirit overflowed!

Lian'e's words came out immediately.

Chen Shangu thought for a while and said: "That should be the case. Mr. Yuan Xing ran out of blood and vitality after Burying Dragon City, so how could he tempt Lutan?

The violent energy and magical power are astonishing, shaking the middle road of the river.

But under a nearby mountain peak, the ten-foot-long white ape chuckled and said: "That monk of his is not interesting at all. He talks about compassion and kills all the people in the sky who deserve to be killed, but when he is meditating, his mind is full of thoughts.

If you have even the slightest sense of tranquility, what kind of Buddha will you be if you cultivate?"

But I saw the sword energy at the foot of Lindi Mountain turned into Dongjun's small sun, shining down in the void, and there were one hundred and four sword peaks shining brightly with thunder.

"kill!"

"Amitabha!"

Another battlefield has not yet turned into a mess. I hold my lightsaber with my hands behind my back, and the strong wind rolls up my robe.

This general has a face and eyes, just like the Dharma.

…

The four notes of the God Kowtow transformed into the resounding sound of the sword energy, piercing the overwhelming power of supernatural powers and also piercing the murderous roar of Lian'e Buddha!

One of Mang Yi Diao Si's arms had been cut off by Yuan Xing, and the white hair that killed people was wrapped in the sword energy and pinned into the nearby rocks.

"The sky is vast and small, and it is normal for evildoers to appear one after another."

Si Wanyu stood in the scene of Cangshan Mountain. His face was pale and he looked up and down again. The two stars in the sky were extremely bright.

The sword energy is everywhere!

Hair pierced the sky, and a voice suddenly fell into the ears of An Nijing, Bai Yunmiao, and Kaizhou Lingjun, who was standing nearby with a long sword on his back and hot eyes.

Chen Shangu's breath moved, and he was about to tell Chen Su and Yu Qixiang to live their lives, but there was no movement at the foot of the low mountain.

Chi Su's green clothes were fluttering, and a bit of evil and wonder flashed in his eyes.

Lian'e's breath was stagnant, and he glanced at the white ape with hot eyes, and then looked at the deer pool.

"It's just that such monsters are really common. Lu Jing appears in this world. How many people in the sky really have a deer?"

King Mingguang's eyes were indifferent.

At that moment, the wind and rain started to fall in Linlow Mountain.

Even though Yingying Gouchen Bailu possesses the magical power of controlling thunder, Shi Qian... is only a seventh-level monk of Zhaoxing after all.

"Shi Qian!"

"I'll give you...die!"

The sword energy chanted, and a hundred and four peaks were erected!

The fourteen-foot-long spirit grasped the small flag and waved it suddenly.

The small flag was waving, and the hands were filled with vast vitality, shining with golden light, like a star patrolling the sky!

Immediately, another even louder sound exploded across the heaven and earth.

After just seven sentences, Zhou Lingjun took a deep look at Yuan Xing, and a biting cold light came in an instant.

One person takes action, and hundreds of magical powers are unleashed. Mysterious skills rise like the sun, and are as dense as the tide!

But the eyes of Immortal Pixing who were actually beside Lindi became more and more solemn. Immortal Daiyue, who had been dispersing the blood-colored mist, put away his treasure vase and looked at the fight at the foot of the mountain.

I grinned and said, "Yuan Xing, he walked out of Linlow Mountain with Lutan by his side."

With every thunderous explosion, no genius died.

Tong Xiuyan gave a sinister smile, and this white hair shuttled through the void, arriving dozens of feet away.

The most miserable among them is undoubtedly the python-clad Diao Si.

No one among them even said with a spiritual thought: "Mr. Yuan Xing, you are extremely talented, reflecting the Dragon Slaying Platform, and also reflecting Gou Chen Shiqian. Even if you practice safely, you will probably reach the realm of the Star Palace with the fourth level of Zhaoxing."

!

Shi Qianwen took An Nijing, drew a crane, and fled in a hurry.

Bai Yunmiao sighed, and the dragon pen painted a dark red. From the dark red light, a general in red armor crawled out in an instant.

"Another...white deer."

…

"Killing a hundred dragons will result in a loss of vitality and blood. In just a few months, the seventh star will be illuminated...

"That Yuan Xing... only reflects two white deers!"

"Kunpeng spreads its wings 40,000 feet away, carries the blue sky on its back, and stirs up waves eight thousand feet high!"

The gentle voice fell into the white ape's mind.

"Yuan Xing is not a person who kills indiscriminately. Those who have not taken action at this moment should go up the mountain."

Shi Qianwen moved his pen and ink together and wrote a word under the paper in the air.

One for Gouchen!

But even without the reflection of the white deer, I am still a monk at the seventh level of Zhaoxing, and my sword energy is far less powerful than it should be."

Shi Qianwen suddenly became very interested in Shi Qian, who he was quite familiar with.

The small flag covering the sky suddenly buzzed.

"There are turbulences in the sky, but the way is the same, and what is gained is what is taken."

"The sword energy rises from Bishan!"

Chen Shangu hasn't finished speaking yet.

When you said that, you suddenly turned your head to look at Yang Sword Zuo and said: "Others have done this murder, so you will have to do it again.

Yang Sword Zuo suddenly raised his brows, turned his head to look at Linlow Mountain, and then his expression changed slightly.

"You should also go and take a look at the foot of Lindi Mountain."

Yuan Xing's sword energy was high, and the sky shrouded in blood mist suddenly shone with starlight again.

The Rain Calling Sword was under my control, and lightning and sword energy came one after another.

The light sword seemed to be talking to itself.

"The next time Lu Jing appears, there is no sword armor in the sky. The Yuan Xing is now much older than Shang Min at that time."

There was a banquet for the cultivators of the Diao Temple in Python. The Marquis Tiannan of the Xiaoye Kingdom, the Loulan Iron Armor disciples, and the many cultivators, who were holding the copper ring in their hands, revealed shocking killings.

"Sword armor for many years?" Taoist Deer Farmer said to himself: "Master Zhenwu Mountain has lost his sight."

"That day, another sword soul was missing."

Kai Zhou Lingjun's cultivation was weak, but he could still compete with Shi Qian.

I saw that Yuan Xing seemed to have sprouted wings, accompanied by streaks of thunder, and its speed slowed to the extreme.

"Or take action?"

Buzz!

The white ape smiled slightly.

"It's the Kunpeng White Deer." Chen Shangu came back to his senses and vaguely sensed that under the low mountain, apart from the Kunpeng White Deer, there was not even a colder sword light soaring into the sky, blending with the Qi Hanzhang Qi.

One body.

Go straight to the vitality!
To be continued...