When the sword is lifted, the wind and thunder stir, and when the clothes are hung down, the sun and moon shine brightly.
From the dawn clouds, a sword energy bloomed. The sword energy broke through the rivers, clouds and seas, and cut into the nothingness.
Zhao Qingping, who was bound to win, suddenly rose up, and large nets of energy and blood scattered down, as if to completely capture this stormy situation.
Lu Jing stood there, holding down the hilt of his sword, looking forward in the air.
Starlight falls in the eyes, giving birth to wind and thunder, as well as the brilliance of the sun and moon.
In an instant.
A golden light flashed, and the swordsman in white disappeared from the spot.
Before Zhao Qingping had time to be surprised, the thick sword energy, vitality, thunder, and the light of the sun and moon also turned into a big net, and instead caught Zhao Qingping's river net.
The sword was like a rainbow, slashing down from top to bottom, breaking through two large nets, and struck Zhao Qingping on the neck.
Sonorous!
A spark arises.
A blood mark appeared on Zhao Qingping's neck.
The expression of the No. 1 Immortal of the West Tower in the Heaven did not change. His short fingers moved forward, and his energy and blood suddenly collapsed like a mountain and sea, tearing apart the dense sword network.
"In the realm of Zhaoxing, you actually tried to kill me. I don't know whether he is crazy or stupid."
Zhao Qingping thought this in her heart. This was not because he was too proud.
He is an eighth-level Tianfu Immortal, and his Qi and blood come from the rich Immortal Qi. He has survived two thunder tribulations, using these two thunder tribulations to refine his immortal body and refine his own Qi and blood.
Qi and blood sense martial arts, sense the truth of heaven and earth, sense the divine aspect in the dark, the spirit of martial arts transforms into the heaven, and there are no flaws in the whole body.
In other words, even if he stood and let Brother Zhaoxing strike him with a few swords, he would not be injured at all.
Because of this, when Lu Jing's sword slashed at Zhao Qingping's neck, Zhao Qingping didn't care at all. Instead, a brilliant burst of fire erupted from his short halberd!
The light of fire, the wind, the thunder, the earthquake, the weather was all kinds of things, and when I knocked hard, I wanted to smash Lu Jing's sword light, sword energy, sword, body, and soul together!
This blow was so terrifying that the energy and blood ignited the air, and the tyrannical power instantly drew away many clouds and mist in this wind and rain realm.
Zhao Qingping's eyes were cold and she would kill if she wanted to.
Until he felt a sharp pain in his neck.
In his body, the surging energy and blood containing the power of thunder tribulation stagnated slightly.
The terrifying power of the river on the short halberd also trembled slightly.
"Huh? This sword light..."
After realizing it, Zhao Qingping lowered her head and saw that her body was flawless, but there was blood on her neck.
The golden blood stained his green clothes, and then turned completely black.
"Toshihoshi...how can you hurt me?"
These several rounds of fighting only happened in an instant.
Lu Jing was dressed in white clothes, and the white clothes were shining with light, like the setting sun and moon.
The newly born Shaxilou was suspended beside Lu Jing, with streaks of snow-white and bright sword energy winding and rolling in all directions.
And on this billowing sword energy, there are stars shining down again!
Zhao Qingping originally thought that Lu Jing was able to block his first Xuan Gong because of some kind of treasure on Lu Jing's body, some kind of swordsmanship that couldn't produce the second sword.
It wasn't until the blood flowed from his neck that Zhao Qingping vaguely saw the starlight in the gap between Lu Jing.
He soared up into the sky with a martial arts machine and followed the starlight, trying to trace the source of the starlight.
Until this martial arts energy machine went straight up ninety thousand feet into the void and touched the sky.
And the truth of heaven and earth trembling in the dazzling starlight made even an immortal like Zhao Qingping feel in a trance for a moment.
"This is... the Emperor Star!"
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"Emperor Star Taiweiyuan, around Taiweiyuan, there are seventy-eight magical powers and one hundred minor magical powers.
Those who are too small will be in charge of the twenty-star officials of heaven and earth, and protect the spirits of the world."
In Yu Qixiang's eyes, which were full of doubts and expectations, a clear breeze came slowly.
"Because of this, Taiweiyuan is called the Sword of Heaven and Earth. Only those with righteousness like a rainbow can reflect this star!"
Baili Qingfeng put his hands behind his back and looked directly at Lu Jing in the Valley of the Dead with burning eyes.
"With this Taiwei Yuan, even if Lu Jing is only in the realm of Zhaoxing, and even if Lu Jing has not fully understood the seventy-eight magical powers and hundreds of minor magical powers in Taiwei Yuan, he can still hope to save his life in the hands of Zhao Qingping."
Baili Qingfeng slowly opened his mouth.
Yu Qixiang's eyes widened, feeling that Lu Jing, dressed in white and wielding a new sword, was as unstoppable as when he slayed the dragon!
"Look, the immortal is bleeding and injured!"
Yu Qixiang smiled brightly and swung his ponytails: "Mr. Lu Jing has always been invincible. I don't know how many people wanted to kill him along the way, but those who wanted to kill him have already buried their bones in the loess. Now he
It reflects the Emperor Star again, this immortal is only afraid that you will die in his hands."
The little girl was very excited.
Baili Qingfeng shook his head calmly and said: "Zhao Qingping was injured just because he was not prepared. Eighth realm Tianfu, and he has survived two thunder tribulations, how can it be Yi Yu?"
Mr. Lu Jing of yours has taken the Emperor Star, and now his only way to survive is to wander through the wind and rain.
This virtual scene of immortality comes from Lord Shuiyun. As long as Mr. Guanqi takes action and disturbs Lord Shuiyun's authority in heaven and earth, this stormy state will not last long.
At that time, after returning to the Valley of the Dead and having a direction, Lu Jing will always have a glimmer of hope."
Yu Qixiang was a little unconvinced: "So according to the sect leader, Mr. Lu Jing can only run away now?"
Baili Qingfeng nodded.
Yu Qixiang chuckled and raised his chin: "Then why didn't Mr. Lu Jing run away, but instead stood up from the ground, brewing a rainbow sword light?"
Baili Qingfeng's original thoughts were on the Emperor Star Taiwei Yuan.
Now after listening to Yu Qixiang's words, I finally realized something.
He looked at Lu Jing again.
But they saw Lu Jing's sword killing Xilou and brewing a long river of sword energy.
The long river of sword energy is mixed with the light of Taibai sword.
And while the long river meanders, a heavenly king's dharma body condenses instantly. Holding the long river is like holding a long sword.
Lu Jing stepped forward and stood on the shoulders of the Heavenly King's Dharmakaya.
I saw him stroking his sleeves and flicking his fingers...
"Taiwei, Sangong!"
Starlight appeared all around Lu Jing, and these little stars now looked like stars.
The starlight in the sky built a palace, in which three starlight figures holding jade tablets emerged, bowing to Zhao Qingping from a distance!
Starlight also falls from the stars in the human world.
With the Emperor Star shining on Lu Jing Yuan Shen, the starlight illuminated by the Human Yuan Star seems to be getting richer and richer.
A steady stream of vitality fell into Lu Jing Yuanshen. Lu Jing Yuanshen sat in the Zhen Palace, making seals in his hands and saying curses in his mouth.
Taiwei Sangong, three completely different, but powerful and unreasonable magical powers suddenly started to operate.
A big hand fell from the sky and instantly locked Zhao Qingping in all directions.
A general, Dharma Master, holding a tiger talisman, shouted to Zhao Qingping: "Sin Immortal, bow your head before the battle!"
Another pair of eyes hung in the air for an instant, staring at Zhao Qingping. These eyes were much more mysterious than the eyes of the fighting stars.
Zhao Qingping's every move fell into Lu Jing's eyes.
Three consecutive magical powers, no stagnation at all!
Baili Qingfeng never looked at Yu Qixiang's proud eyes. He only felt that Lu Jing could always surprise people.
The golden blood on Zhao Qingping's neck has disappeared, and even the sword light wound has healed.
He looked up and saw the stars.
In a trance, Lu Jing used three more magical powers, and when his big hands covered the world, the general's shouts were like the shouts of killing on a vast battlefield, shaking his body and making his whole body tingle.
A pair of eyes from the sky fell directly on Zhao Qingping.
Zhao Qingping finally lowered his head. He frowned tightly and there was fire in his eyes.
"You have your hands on the power of heaven and earth, but you still want to be a thief in the world and steal the Emperor Star Taiwei Yuan?"
Zhao Qingping held a short halberd in one hand and gently squeezed the void with the other hand, crushing a fistful of energy and blood.
This energy and blood echoed the short halberd, causing mist to rise from the rolling rivers within a thousand miles. The mist turned into a sea of clouds and rolled in in the blink of an eye.
It fell on Zhao Qingping. Zhao Qingping, who was originally wearing green clothes, was actually wearing river runes at this moment. The little bits of vitality outlined dense runes, which greatly increased Zhao Qingping's power!
"The Emperor Star Taiwei Yuan is the Taiwei Yuan of heaven and earth, not the Taiwei Yuan of heaven."
Lu Jing took a deep breath.
The fate of the young man's sword armor suddenly changed.
The fearless sword soul gave birth to a sword light that fell on Shaxi Tower.
Gouchen Thunder, Kunpeng Nanming's Qi, Heavenly King Dharmakaya, Taibai Sword Light, plus the vitality of the world.
They were all summoned by the Emperor Star Taiwei Yuan and merged into one, completely integrated into Lu Jing Yuan Shen.
Lu Jing took action and killed Xilou in his hands.
The land of the Valley of the Dead has been torn apart by sword energy.
The sword light filled the sky like a long snake.
With the long snake sword energy as a guide, Lu Jing came over without knowing when.
With the sixth level of Zhaoxing and his own five-yuan star and one emperor star as his foundation, he brazenly handed out a sword towards Zhao Qingping.
One sword, the sword shines brightly!
Thousands of changes are coming in an instant.
"Taiwei, Five Emperors Seat!"
The sword energy soared, as if it was not Lu Jing's limit.
Lu Jing's eyes flashed with light.
Wind, thunder, rain, electricity, fire!
The vitality condensed, and five completely different thrones were suspended in the air, moving towards Zhao Qingping to suppress them.
The sword light and supernatural powers roared.
Zhao Qingping was not afraid at all. He took a long breath, and his body suddenly became a little bigger, now that he blew hard.
The Tianfu Qi and blood mixed with thunder were blown out by Zhao Qingping. Every trace of these Qi and blood was extremely heavy and fell in all directions, smashing Lu Jing's sword light and blocking the magical power of the Five Emperors Seat!
His eyes were cold, and he walked casually, covering a distance of several hundred feet.
The short halberd struck horizontally, but was blocked by Lu Jing's sword light. His right fist, already filled with surging fire and unstoppable martial arts spirit, crashed towards Lu Jing.
With this punch, the fist flowed, and the martial arts spirit poured out like a waterfall, just like hundreds of rivers brewing in Zhao Qingping's fist, which was no different from ordinary people.
The force of the river is strong enough to collapse everything and crush everything.
This punch... really has the meaning of heaven.
Today, how many Seventh Realm monks can take this punch?
They may be extinct in the human world, but they exist in the sky, and they have already reached the realm of the star palace at the peak of Zhaoxing, and the realm of the divine palace at the peak of divine appearance.
However, Lu Jing was only at the sixth level of Zhaoxing.
However, when Zhao Qingping's punch came down.
Lu Jing's eyes were full of excitement.
"The Immortal Fist combines Wuluo's true body, coupled with the rolling fist intention and martial arts spirit...
But I feel that Taibai Sword Light, supplemented by Taiwei Yuan’s magical power, can compete with it!"
His eyes flashed with brilliance, and the pair of heavenly eyes among the three gods in the sky looked directly at Zhao Qingping's hot fist and blood.
"Taiwei, Changyuan!"
A long wall is the city wall of a country.
When Lu Jing's Yuanshen opened his eyes, the flowing vitality dropped down and blessed Lu Jing's body.
Lu Jing became even more courageous.
However, Lu Jing was seen facing Zhao Qingping's Jianghe Fist, holding Sha Xilou in his hand, turning into a white line and passing through the sky.
The starlight that filled his body turned into a city wall.
The light from the Taibai sword in his hand was flying wildly.
The Heavenly King's Dharmakaya was one step ahead of Lu Jing and collided with Zhao Qingping!
Rumble.
Changyuan magical power!
Taibai sword light!
The Dharmakaya of the Heavenly King!
…
These extremely mysterious magical powers collided with Zhao Qingping's fist, causing the earth to sink nine feet in an instant.
The fist's intention is dispersed, and the energy and blood surge to the sky.
The sword is radiating with light, and the vitality is soaring.
That stormy place was constantly shaking, and everything seemed to be plunged into the unknown.
The spiritual thoughts and martial arts energy of ordinary eighth-level monks fell into this place and were instantly strangled.
Even the seventh prince Yu Xuanlou's double eyes were unable to observe the scene when such powerful forces collided.
"Unknowingly, Lu Jingxing was allowed to reach such a state."
The seventh prince took a deep breath.
He turned to look at Shen Buyi in the palace.
"Divination!"
Today, there was no honorific in Yu Xuanlou's mouth. He almost gritted his teeth and said to Shen Buyi: "Let's see if Lu Jing is dead or not!"
Shen Buyi looked at Yu Xuanlou's livid face and sighed in his heart.
Why rush?
The pressure that Duke Jing Guo put on the seventh prince was too great.
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In another stormy environment.
Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Shuiyun stood side by side.
Below is a sea of clouds.
Although the Valley of the Dead has the word "Valley" in it, you can see the vastness of the Valley of the Dead when you look at the city that can accommodate millions of people in this deep valley.
In the Valley of the Dead, there are not only mountains, but also cities, and even long winding rivers.
Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Shuiyun stood on a mountain peak, looking down at the river below.
Lord Shuiyun put his hands behind his back and frowned, feeling that the river below was too turbid.
"The death energy of the Hundred Demons really played a huge role.
If it weren't for the death energy of hundreds of ghosts, Zhao Qingping would have a flawless body after all, and his energy and blood would have been intact after being smelted by the thunder tribulation.
Even if your disciple mirrors Tai Weiyuan, he still can't stand up to Zhao Qingping."
When Mr. Shuiyun spoke, his hands that were originally on his back dropped down.
His wide sleeves fluttered slowly.
Mr. Guanqi smiled.
In the void of the Valley of the Dead, mysterious skills, martial arts energy, and spiritual thoughts are running wildly.
Some come from famous sects in the world, and some come from all countries in the world.
There are even more from Dafu, the Northern Qin Dynasty.
Mr. Guanqi sensed the unabashed exclamation and fear in the countless divine thoughts, and felt a little worried in his heart.
"Lord Lord, you have the authority to call for wind and rain, and you have created this hundred and twenty wind and rain realms with your own magic of virtual scenery.
The wind and rain cover your eyes, the clouds rise into the sky, and you are in this central area of wind and rain, so you can't see as clearly as those outside the Valley of the Dead."
Mr. Guanqi puts one hand behind his back and the other in front of him.
His long sleeves also began to flutter, and the worry in his eyes was restrained by Mr. Guanqi, and instead he became more sincerely proud.
Worry turns to worry, pride turns to pride.
When Mr. Shuiyun heard Mr. Guanqi's words, his brows trembled slightly, and his long and wide sleeves fluttered more and more.
Until Mr. Guanqi shook his head at him.
"Jun Shuiyun, Zhao Qingping is dead."
Lord Shuiyun turned into torrential clouds and rain.