If You Can't Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified Chapter 372

  Chapter 372 Emperor Star Slays Immortals

   Lifting the sword, the wind and thunder move, and the sun and the moon shine on the hanging clothes.

  From the clouds that broke dawn, a sword energy bloomed, and the sword energy broke through the rivers and seas of clouds, and cut into the nothingness.

  Zhao Qingping, who was bound to win at first, swooped up, and nets of Qi and blood scattered down, as if she wanted to fully grasp the wind and rain.

   Lu Jing stood in place, holding down the hilt of his sword, he hung in the air, looking ahead.

  The stars in the eyes are scattered, giving birth to wind and thunder, and also giving birth to the glow of the sun and the moon.

  In an instant.

  A golden light flashed, and the swordsman in white disappeared in place.

   Zhao Qingping had no time to be surprised, the strong sword energy, vitality, thunder, and sun and moon brilliance also turned into a big net, and instead engulfed Zhao Qingping's big river net.

  A sword like a rainbow, slashed from top to bottom, broke through two big nets, and slashed on Zhao Qingping's neck.

   clang!

   A kind of spark was born.

  A blood mark appeared on Zhao Qingping's neck.

  The Immortal of the No. 1 Mansion in the West Tower of the Heavens did not change his face. He poked forward with his short fingers, and his blood suddenly collapsed like a mountain and sea, tearing apart the densely covered sword net.

   "In the realm of shining stars, I don't know if it's madness or stupidity to try to kill me."

  Zhao Qingping thought this in his heart, it was not because he was too proud.

  He is an Immortal of the Eight Realms of Tianfu, and his qi and blood come from the mellow immortal qi. He survived two thunder tribulations, and used these two thunder calamities to refine his immortal body and his own blood.

   Qi and blood sense martial arts, sense the truth of heaven and earth, sense the gods in the dark, the spirit of martial arts turns into heaven, and there is no flaw in the whole body.

   In other words, even if he stood up and asked Brother Zhaoxing to slash a few swords, he was not injured at all.

  Because of this, when Lu Jing's sword light slashed on Zhao Qingping's neck, Zhao Qingping didn't care at all, instead, a burst of gorgeous fire appeared on his short halberd!

  The light of the fire, the wind, the thunder, the thunder, the majesty. When you hit it hard, you want to smash it together with Lu Jing's sword light, sword energy, sword, flesh body, and primordial spirit!

   This blow was too terrifying, the blood ignited the air, and the tyrannical power instantly pulled away many clouds and mists in this wind and rain.

  Zhao Qingping's eyes were cold, and she would kill if she wanted to.

  Until there was a sharp pain above his neck.

  In his body, the surging qi and blood that contained the power of thunder calamity stagnated slightly.

  The terrifying Jianghe power on the short halberd trembled slightly.

   "Huh? This sword light..."

  Zhao Qingping lowered her head and looked down, only to see that her body was impeccable, and there was blood on her neck.

  Golden blood stained his Tsing Yi, and then turned completely black.

   "Zhaoxing...how can it hurt me?"

   These several rounds of confrontation only happened in an instant.

  Lu Jing was dressed in white clothes, and the white clothes were shining with light, as if the sun and the moon were falling.

  The newly-born Sha Xilou was suspended beside Lu Jing, and strips of snow-white and bright sword energy were winding and floating in all directions.

   And on this billowing sword energy, there are stars shining again!

  Zhao Qingping originally thought that Lu Jing was able to block his first profound art because of some kind of treasure on Lu Jing's body, some kind of swordsmanship that couldn't cut through the second sword.

   It wasn't until blood flowed from his neck that Zhao Qingping vaguely saw the starlight on Lu Jing's gap.

  He soared up into the sky with a martial arts machine, following the starlight, trying to trace the source of the starlight.

  Until this martial arts qi machine went straight up ninety thousand feet into the void and touched the sky.

   And the trembling truth of heaven and earth in the shining starlight, even a Fuxian like Zhao Qingping couldn't help being in a trance for a moment.

   "This is... Emperor Star!"

   "Emperor Star Taiweiyuan, around Taiweiyuan, there are seventy-eight supernatural powers and one hundred small supernatural powers.

   Those who are too small, hold the twenty star officials of the world, and protect the spirit of the world. "

  In Yu Qixiang's eyes full of doubts and expectations, Baili Qingfeng came slowly.

   "Because of this, Taiweiyuan is called the sword of heaven and earth, and only those who are upright like a rainbow can reflect this star!"

  Baili Qingfeng put his hands behind his back, and his eyes were burning, staring directly at Lu Jing in the Valley of the Dead.

   "With this Taiweiyuan, even if Lu Jing is only in the realm of shining stars, even if Lu Jing has never fully understood the seventy-eight magical powers and a hundred kinds of small magical powers in Taiweiyuan, he can still hope to save his life in the hands of Zhao Qingping."

  Baili Qingfeng spoke slowly.

  Yu Qixiang's eyes widened, and he felt that Lu Jing, who was dressed in white and wielded a new sword, was as unstoppable as he was when he slayed the dragon!

   "Look, the immortal is bleeding and injured!"

Yu Qixiang was full of smiles, flicking her two 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 been buried in the loess. Now he It also shines on the Emperor Star, this Immortal is 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 only because he was unprepared, Bajing Tianfu, and survived two thunder tribulations, how can it be easy?

  Your Mr. Lu Jing has taken the Emperor Star, and now the way to survive is to walk in the wind and rain.

   This imaginary fairy scene comes from Lord Shuiyun. As long as Mr. Guanqi disturbs Lord Shuiyun's power of heaven and earth, this wind and rain will not last long.

  At that time, returning to the Valley of the Dead, and having a direction again, Lu Jing always has a glimmer of life. "

  Yu Qixiang was a little unconvinced: "So according to the suzerain, Mr. Lu Jing can only run now?"

   Baili Qingfeng nodded.

  Yu Qixiang chuckled and raised his chin: "Then why didn't Mr. Lu Jing run away, but rose from the ground instead, brewing a rainbow-like sword light?"

  Baili Qingfeng's original thoughts were all on the Emperor Star Taiweiyuan.

   Now that he heard Yu Qixiang's words, he finally noticed something.

  He looked at Lu Jing again.

   But I saw Lu Jing's sword killing Xilou and brewing a long river of sword energy.

  In the long river of sword energy, there is Taibai sword light.

   While the long river meanders, a heavenly king dharma body instantly condenses, holding the long river is like holding a long sword.

  Lu Jing stepped forward and stood on the shoulders of Tian Wang's body.

  I saw him flicking his sleeves and snapping his fingers...

   "Taiwei, Sangong!"

   Around Lu Jing, starlight emerged, and this little bit of starlight is now like stars.

  A palace was built by the starlight all over the sky, in which three starlight figures holding jade wats emerged, bowing towards Zhao Qingping from a distance!

  The primordial star in the world also has starlight falling.

  With the emperor's star shining on Lu Jing's primordial spirit, the starlight illuminated by the primordial star in the world seems to be more vigorous.

  The steady stream of vitality fell into Lu Jingyuanshen, who sat upright in the real palace with seals in his hands and curses in his mouth.

  Taiwei and Sangong, three completely different but unreasonable supernatural powers suddenly operated.

  A big hand descended from the sky, instantly locking Zhao Qingping up and down.

  A general, Fa Xiang, held a tiger talisman and shouted to Zhao Qingping: "Sinful Immortal, bow your head before the battle!"

  Another pair of eyes hung in the air for a moment, staring at Zhao Qingping intently, these eyes were much more mysterious than those of Dou Xing.

   Zhao Qingping's every move fell into Lu Jing's eyes.

  Three Taiwei supernatural powers in a row, without any stagnation!

   Baili Qingfeng never looked at Yu Qixiang's proud eyes, he just felt that Lu Jing could always be unexpected.

  The golden blood on Zhao Qingping's neck has disappeared, and even the wound of the sword light has healed.

  He looked up and saw the stars.

  In a trance, Lu Jing cast three Taiwei supernatural powers in succession. When the big hands covered the sky and the earth, when the general's shouts were like the shouts of killing on the vast battlefield, it shook his body and made his whole body numb.

  A pair of eyes fell on Zhao Qingping that day.

  Zhao Qingping finally lowered his head, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was fire in his eyes.

   "Did you get involved in the authority of heaven and earth, but you still want to be a thief in the world, and stole the Emperor Star Taiwei Yuan?"

  Zhao Qingping held a short halberd in one hand, and lightly squeezed the void with the other hand, crushing the blood with a punch.

  This qi and blood echoed the short halberd, and the mist on the rolling river within a thousand miles flew up, and the mist turned into a sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye.

  Falling on Zhao Qingping, Zhao Qingping, who used to be wearing Tsing Yi, is actually wearing Jianghe Rune Armor at this moment, and a little bit of vitality outlines dense runes, which greatly increases Zhao Qingping's power!

   "Emperor Star Taiweiyuan is the Taiweiyuan of heaven and earth, not the Taiweiyuan of heaven."

  Jing Lu took a deep breath.

  The fate of the young sword armor suddenly turned.

  The Fearless Sword Soul gave birth to a sword light and landed on the Shaxi Building.

  Gou Chen Leiting, Kunpeng Nanming Qi, Heavenly King Dharma Body, Taibai Jianguang, plus human vitality.

  All were summoned by the emperor star Taiweiyuan, blended into one, and completely merged in Lu Jingyuanshen.

  Lu Jing stretched out his hand, killing Xilou fell into his hands.

  The land of the Valley of the Dead has been torn apart by the sword energy.

  The sword light all over the sky is like a long snake.

   And this long snake's sword spirit was the guide, and Lu Jing had already stepped forward at some point.

  With the state of the sixth level of Zhaoxing, with his own five yuan star and one emperor star as his background, he brazenly threw a sword at Zhao Qingping.

  One sword, the sword is full of light!

  Thousands of changes come in an instant.

   "Taiwei, Five Emperors!"

  The sword energy soared, as if it was not the limit of Lu Jing.

   Lu Jing's eyes flashed with light.

   Wind, thunder, rain, electricity, fire!

  The vitality condensed, and five completely different thrones hung in the air, moving towards Zhao Qingping to suppress them.

  Jianguang and supernatural powers roared.

  Zhao Qingping was not afraid at all. He took a long breath, and his body suddenly became a bit bigger, since he blew hard.

  The Tianfu qi and blood mixed with thunder light were blown out by Zhao Qingping, each trace of this qi and blood was extremely heavy, and fell in all directions, smashing Lu Jing's sword light, and blocking the supernatural power of the Five Emperors Seat!

  His eyes were indifferent, and he walked at will, covering a distance of hundreds of feet.

  The short halberd struck horizontally, but was blocked by Lu Jing's sword light. His right fist was already flying towards Lu Jing with raging fire and unstoppable martial arts spirit.

   This fist, the fist flowed, and the martial arts spirit poured down like a waterfall, as if hundreds of thousands of rivers were brewing in Zhao Qingping's fist, which was indistinguishable from ordinary people.

  The momentum of the river is rolling and flowing, enough to collapse everything and crush everything.

  This punch... really has the meaning of heaven.

  In today's world, how many monks in the seventh realm can take this punch?

   It may be extinct in the human world, but it exists in the sky, and it has already stepped into the realm of the star palace at the peak of the stars, and the realm of the divine tower at the peak of the gods.

  However, Lu Jing only shines six times.

  However, when Zhao Qingping's punch landed.

   Lu Jing's eyes were full of excitement.

   "The Fist of the Immortal is a fusion of the real body without leaks, coupled with Gun Gun's intention and martial arts spirit...

  I think, Taibai Jianguang supplemented by Taiwei Yuan's supernatural power, can compete with it! "

  His eyes shone with brilliance, and the pair of celestial eyes of the three gods in the sky looked straight at Zhao Qingping's hot fist and blood.

   "Taiwei, Changyuan!"

  The long wall is the city wall of a country.

  When Lu Jing's primordial spirit opened his eyes, the flowing vitality fell down, blessing Lu Jing's body.

  Lu Jing became more and more daring.

   But I saw Lu Jing facing Zhao Qingping's Jiang He fist, holding the Shaxilou in his hand, turning into a white line across the sky.

  The starlight permeating his body turned into a city wall.

  The Taibai sword light in his hand danced wantonly.

  That day Wang Fashen was one step ahead of Lu Jing and collided with Zhao Qingping!

  Boom.

  Nagagaki supernatural powers!

   Taibai Jianguang!

   Heavenly King Dharmakaya!

  These extremely mysterious supernatural powers collided with Zhao Qingping's fist, and the earth sank nine feet in an instant.

  Fisting intent diffused, qi and blood surging.

  The sword is shining, and the vitality is soaring.

   That place of wind and rain is constantly shaking, and everything seems to have fallen into the unknown.

  The spiritual thoughts and martial arts qi of ordinary eight-level monks fell into this place, and they were all strangled in an instant.

  Even the double pupils of the Seventh Prince Yuxuanlou were unable to observe the scene when such mighty forces collided.

   "Unknowingly, this Lu Jingxing has come to such a point."

  The Seventh Prince took a deep breath.

  He turned to look at Shen Buyi in the palace.

   "Divination!"

  Today, Yuxuanlou didn't have any honorifics in his mouth, so he almost gritted his teeth and said to Shen Budu: "Foretelling, let's see if Lu Jing is dead or not!"

  Shen Buyi looked at Yuxuanlou's ashen face, and sighed inwardly.

  Why rush?

  Duke Jing put too much pressure on the Seventh Prince.

  In another stormy environment.

  Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Shuiyun stand side by side.

   Below is a sea of ​​clouds.

  Although the Valley of the Dead has a word for valley, one can see the vastness of the Valley of the Dead if you look at a city that can accommodate millions of people in this deep valley.

  In the Valley of the Dead, there are not only mountains, cities, but even long winding rivers.

  Mr. Guanqi and Mr. Shuiyun stood on a mountain peak, looking down at the river below.

   Jun Shuiyun frowned with his hands behind his back, feeling that the river below was too turbid.

   "Hundred Ghosts Death Qi really played a huge role.

   Without the death qi of a hundred ghosts, Zhao Qingping would have been flawless after all, and his qi and blood would have been perfect after being smelted by the thunder calamity.

  Even if that disciple of yours reflects Tai Weiyuan, he still can't stand in a stalemate with Zhao Qingping. "

  When Shuiyun-jun spoke, the hands that were originally on his back fell down.

  His wide sleeves fluttered slowly.

  Mr. Guanqi smiled.

  In the void of the Valley of the Dead, Xuangong, martial arts, and divine thoughts are rampant.

   Some come from famous schools and schools all over the world, and some come from all countries in the world.

   There are even more from the Dafu and Northern Qin courts.

  Mr. Guanqi sensed the undisguised amazement and fear in the countless divine thoughts, and felt a little worried.

   "Mr. Lou, with the power to call the wind and rain, you have forged this hundred and twenty wind and rain realms with your own virtual scene magic.

  The wind and rain cover your eyes, the clouds rise into the sky, and you are in this central wind and rain environment, but you can't see it as clearly as those outside the Valley of the Dead. "

  Mr. Guanqi put one hand behind his back and the other in front of his body.

  His long sleeves also began to flutter, and the worry in his eyes was restrained by Mr. Qi Guan, but he was more sincerely proud.

  Worries are worries, and pride is pride.

  Shui Yunjun heard Mr. Guanqi's words, his brows trembled slightly, and his wide long sleeves fluttered more and more.

  Until Mr. Guanqi shook his head at him.

   "Shuiyun Jun, Zhao Qingping is dead."

  Shui Yunjun turned into monstrous clouds and rain.

  In the valley of the dead, the rain is pouring.

  (end of this chapter)

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