If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 371

  Chapter 371 Emperor star comes out, one sword cuts away the sea of ​​clouds and rivers

   Becomes wind and rain, lingering fog, dividing the Valley of the Dead.

  In the Valley of the Dead, the dense air is like a dream.

   Fu Wudao looked around, but found that there were no other people in sight.

  He stretched out his hand, the rain fell on his hand, and the breeze blew, everything was real and unreal.

   "Immortal virtual scene.

  Fu Wudao was thoughtful, he took a step forward, walked a few steps, and saw a guest in white was holding a **** and turning the ground.

   Fu Wudao stood not far away and saw with his own eyes that the guest in white planted a seed on the ground.

   Immediately afterwards, the seed took root and sprouted, turning into a towering tree.

  The **** in the hand of the guest in white disappeared, and she turned around to salute Fu Wudao.

  Fu Wudao was very curious, turned his head and asked, "Which fairyland are you from?"

  The guest in white smiled and said: "From the land of other forests."

  Fu Wudao looked at the guest in white standing leisurely under the huge tree canopy, nodded his head and said with emotion: "This virtual scene of immortals is somewhat interesting.

  You are Lei Jiexian, and I have also stepped into the jade tower. You are not the master of the virtual scene, but this virtual scene can accommodate me without collapsing. "

  The guest in white said: "Mr. Shuiyun holds the power of wind and rain, and he has his own reasons."

  Fu Wudao probably felt that what Bai Yike said made sense, so he asked again: "I don't know the name of the immortal?"

  The guest in white shook his head and said, "This room lasts no more than half an hour.

  No... It doesn't even take half an hour for that celestial arrogance to fall here.

  It's only half an hour, your Excellency and I can be called passers-by, so why do we need to exchange names? "

  Behind Fu Wudao, if there is a star drop, there is also a phantom mountain like a star drop.

  His body turned into blood-colored glass.

"makes sense!"

  Fu Wudao stepped forward, his white hair flying.

   In the first step, thick qi and blood emanated from his body, and the qi of three lightning calamities roared in it.

   "Your Excellency has gone through three thunder disasters physically. If you don't intervene in this matter, you may have a chance to become a dragon."

  While the guest in white was speaking, a branch fell from the towering tree and grew on the bottom of his feet.

  The guest in white stepped forward, and the branch immediately flew up.

   This place, which was originally hazy and windy, is full of vegetation and green in a blink of an eye.

  Fu Wudao was already approaching, and the majestic celestial qi and blood spread like ripples, layer by layer.

   "It was too late for me to become a fairy, and I have never beheaded the lord of the fairyland."

   Flicking Wudao's fingers, a long knife flew up.

  There are two characters engraved on the handle of the long knife.

   "Huai Xia!"

   This knife is named after the old country of Fu Wudao.

   "Using Huaixia to kill the lord of the fairyland can be regarded as a dedication to the world with the veins of the old country."

   Baili Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the cloud, he took off the gourd around his waist, but he seemed to have forgotten to drink.

   Just looked down at the scene in the Valley of the Dead.

  In the Valley of the Dead, there are layers of wind, rain, and mist, and the fusion of illusion and reality seems to have become a hundred and twenty worlds.

  Beside him, Yu Qixiang was bound by an ordinary rope, unable to go to the Valley of the Dead.

  Yu Qixiang was obviously a little anxious, Baili Qingfeng glanced at her, and said: "The battle of Hezhong Road, the power of Gushe you accumulated has already been exhausted.

  Based on your age and cultivation, entering the Valley of the Dead is nothing more than a dead bone on the Mountain of White Bone. "

   "I know you want to repay your kindness, but Lu Jing's kindness is not repaid in this way."

  Yu Qixiang also read My Flowers Bloom, A Hundred Flowers Kill, and the City Is Covered with Golden Armor.

  So she traveled thousands of miles, wanting to go to Taixuanjing to help Lu Jing.

  The little girl's luck was very good. She had just walked through Tai'an Road and entered Gyeonggi Province, when she bumped into those 2,600 strong men face to face.

  Yu Qixiang will never forget it forever. Lu Jingshen rode a white horse over a mountain. She was pleasantly surprised when she saw densely packed practitioners also over the mountain.

  People are like waves, even covering the sunset of that day.

   It was precisely because of this scene that Yu Qixiang was determined to compete with the immortals in the sky, and determined to be one of these high-ranking customers.

   It's a pity that later, Baili Qingfeng found a rope from some farmhouse, and he stood on the cloud and threw it.

  The rope became a treasure that could bind the Great Sage, and it fell on Yu Qixiang.

  Yu Qixiang struggled at first, but later she probably felt that what Baili Qingfeng said was right. If she didn't have the power to shoot, with her current cultivation base, she entered the Valley of the Dead.

  If she dies, what will happen to her mother and brother.

   What's more, her death in return for her kindness is considered a worthy death. If a fairy can't be killed, it would be shameful to die like this.

  Because of this kind of thought, the Baili Qingfeng on the cloud was quiet.

  At this time, Yu Qixiang also looked down at the Valley of the Dead.

  She saw the wind and rain gradually clear in the Valley of the Dead, and saw vague figures looming.

  In some places shrouded in wind and rain, there are dozens of immortals and dozens of mortals.

  In some places where the wind and rain are howling, there are only one mortal and one immortal.

  If the people in it are stronger, the wind and rain in it will be thinner.

  For example, in the middle of the Valley of the Dead, Mr. Jiu held Zhan Qingshan upside down, stood in a river full of bones, and looked at a general who was wearing a blue armor and was hundreds of feet tall.

   And just beside it, on another uplift of the earth where wind and rain gather, at some time, peach blossoms are already in full bloom.

  Peach blossom petals fluttered all over the sky and landed on a white dress.

  The white-clothed man's eyes were indifferent, and he remained motionless, but there was a layer of tide behind him.

   Except for these powerful characters.

   There are also many tyrannical gangsters with strong cultivation bases, often dozens of people enter a place of wind and rain to fight against immortals.

   "Who is protecting Mr. Lu Jing?"

  Yu Qixiang seemed a little anxious.

  She struggled to stand up and looked down. She searched for a long time, but she couldn't find any trace of Lu Jing.

   Baili Qingfeng sighed inwardly.

  Yu Qixiang couldn't see it, but he knew that Lu Jing was at the lowest point in the land of wind and rain, and the one who went to kill him should be Zhao Qingping, who led the river.

  The short halberd in Zhao Qingping's hand was stained with copper rust, as if pig iron had been soaked in mortal water.

  He entered the wind and rain, looked into the distance, but saw Lu Jing in white, tying his horse in front of a dead tree.

  Zhao Ye paced back and forth, his bright eyes were full of anxiety.

  Since Qingyue removed the potency from those dragon **** and Zhao Ye ate a lot of dragon balls, she became more spiritual.

Lu Jing tied the rein to the dead tree, touched the horse's face again, and whispered in Zhao Ye's ear: "You stay here, you haven't eaten enough dragon balls, if someone comes to touch it casually, you die."

  Zhao Ye was a little anxious, but he understood Lu Jing's words, and lowered his head.

  Lu Jing **** his horse and walked towards Zhao Qingping.

  At this moment, Zhao Qingping is raising her palm.

   A wisp of immortal energy and blood flew from his palm, but in a blink of an eye, there was a bit more black energy.

   "Hundred ghosts are dead."

  Zhao Qingping's black hair stood up and fell into a waist-length ponytail.

  With a random pinch, he crushed the immortal blood polluted by the death energy of ghosts.

  Boom...

  I don't know where the sound of thunder came.

  The thunder is thick, and the sound of burning runes can be heard faintly, and the roaring of mountains and rivers can be heard.

  Zhao Qingping raised her eyes, and saw General Feng spread his arms again. The strong wind was blowing from his body, spreading immortal energy, and he was helping Lord Shuiyun to maintain the wind and rain.

  The Immortal of the First Mansion of the West Tower in the Heaven knows.

  The reason why Mr. Shuiyun did this is because of the library and because of Mr. Qingdu.

   Killing Lu Jing is inevitable, and there must be no mistakes.

  There are many immortals in the West Tower in the sky, if they collide head-on with these savages in the world, it will naturally be called a destruction.

   But they didn't come to kill these mortals.

  The west tower in the sky wants Lu Jing to die, so what does it matter to these mortals whether they are dead or alive?

  Because of this, there is a situation of wind and rain here.

  The practitioners who came to protect Lu Jing were all separated by wind and rain.

   It was Mr. Qingdu who was taught to pay and be mad at that day, and he should also be stopped by Mr. Shuiyun at this moment.

   And all of this is to give Zhao Qingping a chance.

  An opportunity to be safe and sound, without any mistakes, to crush a pine and cypress that is about to grow into a towering tree with the momentum of Mount Tai.

  Zhao Qingping's expression was calm. Even in this Valley of the Dead, where the death energy of ghosts was tainted, he had no doubt that Lu Jing was going to die in his hands.

because…

  He has ascended to the Jade Tower in the sky, his body is as big as his heart, he survived from a drop of blood, his stumps are reborn, and even the short halberd in his hand is an immortal soldier from the sky, which can arouse the power of all rivers and rivers in the world.

  As for Lu Jing...

  Zhao Qingping narrowed her eyes and looked at Lu Jing who was walking towards him.

  Lu Jing's aura was heavy but somewhat confusing, except for the sword on his waist that showed some sharpness.

   This sharpness is on equal footing with Whispering in the Void, and the short halberd in his hand!

  The land of wind and rain here has become a confrontation!

  Many strong players watching the battle could not help but frown.

  Shui Yunjun divided the Valley of the Dead with the power of wind and rain.

  They originally thought that the library would try to protect Lu Jing, but...

  Luo Mingyue and everyone Liu stood on a hilltop on Tai'an Road, looking up.

  They saw Luo Shubai, and also saw Nan Heyu deeply trapped in the wind and rain.

  They were luckier. Three hundred soldiers riding tigers had formed an army formation, and amidst the radiance of blood, the wind and rain did not divide this powerful army under Shi Daiqing's command.

  Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai happened to fall into this place where wind and rain gather.

   This made Master Mingyue of Yu Xing Island heave a sigh of relief.

  But the current situation made Luo Mingyue a little puzzled.

  She and everyone Liu saw a place in a stormy environment in the middle of the Valley of the Dead.

  Mr. Shuiyun, who was dressed in flowing clothes, sat opposite to Mr. Guanqi from the library.

  They never fought, but sat and drank tea, and just looked up at the sky from time to time, as if waiting for a result.

   But Lu Jing was already alone.

   "Mr. Guanqi, Mr. Jiu, Fu Wudao, and Mr. Eleven are not by Lu Jing's side.

  Even Mr. Changsheng in the bookstore, the layman King Kong on the rivers and lakes, the two elders of Wuye Mountain, Master Li and Master Zhong were all isolated by the wind and rain.

  Three hundred warriors riding tigers could not protect Mr. Lu Jing. "

   Liu everyone is worried.

   "In this way, wouldn't Lu Jing be sure to die?"

   Liu everyone lowered their heads.

  Luo Mingyue thought for a while, and then said: "Lu Jing still has five big toad souls, and a dragon king under his command, maybe..."

  Luo Mingyue hasn't finished speaking yet.

  Ao Jiu doubted the body of the black dragon, so he broke through the clouds from another wind and rain environment, and protected a dying tycoon.

  The spirits of the five big toads also gathered in the five wind and rain realms, devouring those ordinary immortals in the West Tower in the sky!

"Um?"

   It's not just Luo Mingyue.

  Even the Seventh Prince, Shaozhu Kingdom, Nan Laogong, Chu Guogong and many other strong men who watched the battle in Taixuan Jingzhong could not help but be puzzled.

   "Lu Jing, do you have more support?

   Could it be that some unrivaled tycoon, hiding here, is going to help him? "

  Zhao Qingping is in this place where wind and rain gather, and she doesn't think about anything else in her heart.

  He holds a short halberd, and there is no wave or wave on his body, but the blood in his body flows through his body like a river.

  In just an instant, the unrestrained immortal energy in his body turned into blood, and this Tsing-clothed Immortal was covered with a layer of flowing armor in an instant.

  The flowing water seems to be accompanied by the sea of ​​clouds, and it seems to be floating in the river.

  The river and the sea of ​​clouds add radiance to each other, and the momentum is even more amazing.

  Zhao Qingping didn't say a word, but her body rose from the ground in an instant.

  Until this moment, a bright light finally intertwined on his body.

  The short halberd was sent before.

  The sea of ​​clouds and rivers fell on the earth like a torrential rain.

   Terrible coercion swept towards Lu Jing.

   Immortals hold orders to move rivers and seas of clouds!

  The sky and the earth roared, and the souls of ordinary practitioners collapsed.

   In Zhao Qingping's eyes, Lu Jing, who shines at the fifth level of stars, can be regarded as an ordinary practitioner.

  The weather in it is terrifying.

  Eight Realm Yuque Human Immortal!

  Using immortal energy to brew his own energy and blood, he practiced a variety of immortal mysteries, and the short halberd in his hand was a real immortal weapon.

  So when Zhao Qingping handed out the short halberd.

  The clouds and mist in this wind and rain environment became thicker and thicker, stirring up the tornado and covering the eyes of countless people.

  In the haze of everything, one can only vaguely see a glaring aura of river falling towards Lu Jing like this.

  The storm in the valley is howling.

   There is also the sound of rivers lapping on the bank, and the sound of sea of ​​clouds boiling.

  Lu Jing's body was completely submerged in the clouds.

  Zhao Qingping's figure was shining brightly.

   "If you rely on your background, it will be too late if you don't show up!"

  Yu Qixiang exclaimed in his heart, his forehead was covered with sweat.

   Baili Qingfeng also frowned.

  Zhao Qingping's Immortal Dao Profound Art cannot be resisted by a cultivator of Zhaoxing.

  Even if Lu Jing is different from other cultivators who illuminate the stars, even if Lu Jing reflects five primordial stars, even if Lu Jing has an extremely talented swordsmanship!

  In the land covered by clouds and mist, the brilliance of Zhao Qingping's body disappeared in a flash.

  Thick clouds and mist, splashing wind and rain are still continuous.

  The wind and rain suddenly became calm.

  The great momentum that many practitioners thought in their hearts did not appear, and it became more and more peaceful.

   Only Emperor Chongtian in Taixuan Palace raised his head in front of Taixian Palace.

  Northern Qin, the same is true for the Great Candle King, Mr. Da, and Da Gongsun.

  Baili Qingfeng realized later, he suddenly remembered the arrow that Yuan Jiulang shot into the sky not long ago.

  So, Baili Qingfeng also raised his head.

   Until this time, a starlight suddenly appeared in the sky.

   And in the sea of ​​clouds, someone drew his sword, echoing the starlight.

  The boy cut off the sea of ​​clouds with one sword, the river with one sword, and even split the sky with one sword.

  The place where the clouds are lingering is completely clear!

  Baili Qingfeng suddenly jumped!

   "Emperor Star!"

  (end of this chapter)

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