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Chapter 394: Lu Jing is invincible in the Eight Realms of Pure Yang Jade Tower

Lu Jing wanted to kill people happily today.

Reflected by the three stars in the sky, even if there are too many supernatural powers covering the east city, and too many martial arts qi machines and martial arts spirits billowing up like smoke, the sword in Lu Jing's hand is still sharp.

He originally had some illusions about the prosperous Taixuan Capital. He always felt that there was a prosperous Mingyu Capital in the sky, and there should be an equally prosperous Dafuxuan Capital in the world.

But today, Mr. Guan, who had been protecting him and teaching him chess for more than two years, went to Taixuan Palace and never came back.

While Lu Jing was deep in thought, he also went back to Yanglu Street. The small courtyard in Kongshan Lane of Yanglu Street was still there, but Xu Wugui, Zhuo Yaoluo and even Qing Yue had all gone.

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

Why stay in a deserted land for so long?

If you are used to seeing a desolate place, wouldn't it be better to go to a desolate mountain to see the green pine trees, the clouds and rain in the distant mountains, and also take a look at the chess game that Emperor Chongtian is proud of?

The Emperor Star glows in the sky.

Jidu Luohou looked a little dim in front of the Yinghuo Emperor Star.

But the dim starlight shone on the sword in Lu Jing's hand, making the sword in Lu Jing's hand shine with a faint blood.

In that bloody color, there was a great killing spree.

"Yinghuo Emperor Star has not yet caused Mr. Lu Jing to lose his mind..."

There are many literati among the ministers of the DPRK. They have always admired Mr. Lu Jing, who is a master of poetry and painting. Especially, Mr. Lu Jing, a conscientious scholar who is also a spiritual genius.

One day, three stars shine, and the star palace is transformed into a sword-holding mountain.

On Xinggong Zhijian Mountain, heavy snow fell, with three feet of snow covering it.

Just like the ice peak where Fourth Master Ji Chenan once practiced swordsmanship.

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

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

Dajiangdong goes to Langqiandie!

Suddenly, surging energy and blood hit the shore, and a shadow suddenly appeared from the void, like a thousand waves.

From that wave, a young man in mysterious clothes suddenly walked out of the misty sky.

He holds a big flag in his hand.

There is nothing on the big flag, just a golden color.

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

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

The martial arts energy came in an instant, the figure of the mysterious man in clothes was erratic, and the air was torn between the big banners. The surrounding air waves rolled around for a moment, and the power was almost unmatched.

The human immortal who had been hiding in the void and wanted to take Lu Jing's life finally took action.

Lu Jingjian's courage in slaying the Canglong was already strong. If he spared the lives of the strong men here again, he might actually let Lu Jing escape!

The young man's sword was shining brightly in the sky. If it were delayed a little longer, the spirit of these strong men who came to besiege Lu Jing would be crushed by Lu Jing's sword-holding mountain.

Because of this, Captain Xuanyi, who had been commanding the 5,400 Xuanyi guards in Taixuan Capital, finally took action.

He is the captain of Emperor Chongtian's personal guard, and he has been hiding in the palace for even longer than Emperor Chongtian.

When this person takes action, the sky seems to be torn apart.

An indescribable spirit and martial arts spirit enveloped the Captain Xuanyi as he climbed the mountain.

On the sword-holding mountain, Lu Jing held his sword and lowered his head, then looked into another void.

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

A whistling sound came from the Jianjian Mountain, and a huge and suppressed vitality was like a landslide from the bottom up, conveying a huge majesty.

Until this very moment!

The strong men who came to surround Lu Jing finally discovered...

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

"Human immortals, celestial beings, two deities of the eight realms, plus the strong ones here, can Lu Jing'an..."

Some people's thoughts are flying, but his thoughts have not yet fallen.

Lu Jing's Heavenly King Luohu Dharmakaya suddenly stood in the clouds, lowered his head and said: "Anyone who stops me, come and climb the mountain!"

"This mountain contains my sword energy, hangs my sword light, and spreads my sword intention. There are also nine stars of magical power shining on this mountain.

Lu Jing was in the mountains, but he was also walking with the mountains behind him.

There is no way to survive if you enter my mountain!"

Lu Jing stood on the Star Palace on the Sword-bearing Mountain.

In an instant, there was heavy wind and rain on Zhujian Mountain. With the turbulent wind and clouds, Zhujian Mountain suddenly became mysterious.

Lu Jing's figure was also vaguely visible.

Until a sword light shines!

A sword light was like a huge avalanche!

Snowflakes flew, and dust turned into chaotic whirlpools.

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

This kind of power changes the color of heaven and earth.

In the hands of the mysterious human immortal Captain Xuanyi, the golden flag suddenly flew up, and he was also swallowed into the mist.

In the wind and rain realm, Shen Buyi's figure appeared. Stepping into the wind and rain, he saw thunder falling down in the wind and rain, and Taibai sword light flying freely.

Countless sword energies are fearless and full of cold killing thoughts, as if they want to kill everything.

"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.

If you carry a sword, you will definitely kill someone!"

Shen Buyi was thinking about this, but then turned around and looked back.

However, he saw behind him holding a sword at the foot of the mountain. There were already hundreds of ministers in ambush, and the general was about to climb the mountain!

Outside the East City, the Shaozhu Kingdom was waiting for Lu Jing to be unable to withstand the attack of more than a hundred people and escape from the East City.

"enough!"

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

"Besides, after those hundred or so people, there are still many climbers all over Taixuanjing."

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

Around Shen Buyi's body, circles of runes exploded mixed with vitality, and the bursting fire also condensed into a talisman bow.

The famous Legalist held the talisman bow, drew the bow string, and shot an arrow.

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

And the golden flag shrouded the place, suppressing the wind and rain.

"Everyone, climb the mountain!"

Captain Xuanyi's voice came.

In the eyes of Nan Heyu, Luo Mingyue, and Liu in the East City, they saw all kinds of mysterious supernatural powers, powerful Qi and Blood Mysterious Arts, and strong martial arts spirit rushing from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

"Hundred people climb the peak!" Nan Heyu was slightly startled.

Everyone Liu hugged Liuquan Guqin tightly and said: "There are two more Eighth Realm among them!"

"The Eighth Realm..." Even Nan Heyu is a genius of the world, and his practice is advancing by leaps and bounds.

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

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

Nan Heyu didn't want to look at it anymore.

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

The prince's eyes, with his hands behind his back, suddenly shot out a golden light.

He seemed to have seen something.



A place twenty miles outside Dongcheng.

The extraordinary-looking Jiang Xianshi squatted down.

"Jing Guo Gong is strong when he is strong, but his youthful temperament is inevitably too impulsive.

If he leaves Dongcheng as soon as possible and does not kill the Qi Crown Prince Gu Chenxiao and the seventh prince Yu Xuanlou, the matter will be simpler, at least there will be no need to draw out Taihua's bloodline."

"But now... Taihua's veins have to leave Taihua Tianzhu."

Jiang Xian sighed at the strength of Lu Jing's sword-holding mountain in the Star Palace, and also lamented that Lu Jing was young and energetic, but his hand finally fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the ground suddenly shook!

Suddenly, Jiang Xianshi's expression 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 dragon-dancing army?"

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

When Jiang Xian was thinking about this, he felt more and more the throbbing of Taihua's veins in the earth.

"So Duke Jingguo can get out of trouble now, but he still raises the sword-holding mountain. What exactly is he going to do?"

Jiang Xianshi suddenly shivered.

Just as he thought, a bloody mist bloomed in the sword-holding mountain shrouded by wind and rain in an instant.

Climber, someone died!

Jiang Xianshi's pupils shrank.

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

When he thought of this, his brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and then relaxed.

"I know clearly that Duke Jing Guo has made great contributions to the world, I know clearly that the drought in the middle of the river ended because of Duke Jing Guo, and I know that everyone in the world respects Duke Jing Guo.

But these people still came to Dongcheng immediately to besiege and kill Duke Jing Guo, hoping that Duke Jing would die."

"I think Duke Jing also wanted to use these people's heads to pay homage to Mr. Guan Qi."

Jiang Xian was thinking this in his mind.

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

"Rectifying the Tianzhu... there is hope!"

"Wei Xuanjun can hold up the Tianzhu, and so can Duke Jingguo!"

Jiang Xian wanted to laugh out loud, as if he had never been a minister of Da Fu, but was just the lord of Taihua City.



Lu Jing is killing people.

The Brahma Dharmakaya is moving, but it is no longer a Bodhisattva statue. Instead, it is an Asura, but a Rahu!

Na Luohou's dharma body held the thunderbolt and disappeared into Nanming, with sword lights still brewing in the center of his eyebrows.

And these sword lights are too sharp.

The strong men who surrounded and killed Lu Jing here were all figures from the Seventh Realm.

The Qi and blood of warriors in the Seventh Realm are surging, their bodies are harder than precious iron, and their souls are indestructible under the protection of their gods and spirits.

As for the Seven Realm Yuanshen monks, the Yuanshen lives in the True Palace, with golden light shining everywhere. Even if the physical body dies, the Yuanshen will not die.

But on Mount Zhijian, under the light of Emperor Yinghuo’s stars.

Often when an understatement of sword energy flies by, the soul is crushed by the unparalleled killing energy, and the indestructible body is completely corroded by the Yinghuo Emperor Star. The spirit of martial arts decays, and the beacon of martial arts is extinguished!

"The bones of those who come to climb the mountain and those who come to block the road will be buried in the sword-holding mountain!"

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

Nan Heyu remained silent.

Luo Mingyue turned to look at Taixuan Palace. The mist in Taixuan Palace made it difficult to see clearly.

"The Holy Lord never gave the order, slave..." Luo Mingyue said thoughtfully: "Tai Xuan Jing suffered heavy losses this time."



"Is this chopping melons and vegetables?"

On Zhenwu Mountain, the Lord of Zhenwu Mountain was stroking his long snow-white beard, and his fly whisk was thrown aside casually.

At this moment, he was holding a Bagua mirror in his hand. In the mirror, the sword-holding mountain stood high in the east city of Taixuan Jing.

Some people continue to climb mountains one after another.

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

"Killing too many people will not benefit me in this world."

Next to Master Zhenwu, a man with a hatchet shook his head.

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

Master Zhenwu suddenly reached out his hand and hit the man's forehead hard with the mirror.

The man with the hatchet felt pain, covered his forehead, and looked at Lord Zhenwu in confusion.

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

Compared with the great masters in the library and the sutra-reading monks in the Great Leiyin Temple, they are far inferior."

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

Master Zhenwu hated that iron could not become steel, and said: "If you were born in Taixuanjing, I'm afraid even your bones will be eaten by others."

When Ruyangzi heard the rebuke from Lord Zhenwu, he was not upset and just lowered his head.

The two masters of Zhenwu Mountain were talking, and their five senses were so sensitive. Suddenly they heard someone whispering again.

"Master Zhenwu Mountain really puts a lot of money on his face. Uncle Grandmaster can't compare to Mr. Da. How can he compare to Master?"

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

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

"Yunlong, don't talk nonsense."

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

The young Taoist Yunlong, who was fearless, shrank his head and nodded lightly.

"Mountain Master, the Taoist Taoist priest of Taoshan Mountain is here to visit."

Taoist priest Yunlong's master, Xuanyangzi, lowered his eyebrows and reported respectfully.

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

I saw a Taoist priest wearing a large monk's robe waiting in front of the door.

The Lord of Zhenwu Mountain saluted the monk, then looked around and said: "This is Zhenwu Mountain, and the devil is buried here. Even if the Great Fu Shengjun and the Great Candle King of Northern Qin come here, they cannot start a fight."

He just finished speaking.

From the country road, Mr. Jiu stepped out with the broad Zhanqingshan mountain on his back.

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

The two mysterious people glanced at Mr. Nine, and there seemed to be a woman among them, whispering: "The library is getting more and more unruly. They know that we are from Taixuan Palace, but they dare to show murderous intentions towards us."

Mr. Jiu lowered his head and said: "There will always be someone to blame, Mr. Guanqi will not die in vain.

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

The mysterious woman said: "The great hatred does not stop at Mr. Guanqi.

Even if Lu Jing killed some people, he would not be able to get out of the Dragon Dance Formation and would inevitably die.

Mr. Jiu, you must also remember his great hatred."

Mr. Jiu seemed to have been poked in a painful spot, and there were waves in his eyes.

At this moment, the young Taoist priest Yun Longzi suddenly said: "The fog on the Jianjian Mountain has dispersed, and the ground is covered with withered bones. Could this Lu Jing be the reincarnation of a big demon?"

When Yun Longzi said this, he rolled his eyes and said to Xuanyangzi on the side: "Master, I bet you that Lu Jing will not die."

Xuanyangzi quickly glanced at Master Zhenwu, who had a dark look on his face, and said angrily: "You little beast... little brat, how dare you be so presumptuous... as to make a bet with your master?"

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

But in the Bagua mirror, there was a bloody storm.

Lu Jing is still standing on the mountain. Captain Xuanyi has never climbed to the top of the mountain. The same is true for the famous Legalist Shen Buyi.

Taoist priest from Taoshan nodded.

"After Zhongshan Hou Jing Wushuang became the Great Dragon Elephant... In this world, Lu Jing is as pure Yang, invincible in the Jade Palace!"

"They are the two Eighth Realm Pure Yang, at the peak of the Jade Palace, with the Wind and Rain Realm as their support, and the Sword-holding Mountain as their killing technique. Without those hundreds of powerful men, I'm afraid they would die at the hands of Lu Jing."

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

Xuanyangzi shook his head like a rattle: "No gambling."

Taoist Priest Yunlong sighed, as if he had missed the opportunity to give his master a hard blow.

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

Yunlong said casually: "I saw a broken Tianzhu."


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