If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified

Two lines of blood flowed from the Seventh Prince's double pupils, a strange fluctuation flowed in the blood, and a mysterious power surged in it.

But those mysterious powers are gradually fading away.

Feeling the warmth on his face, Yu Xuanlou raised his head and touched the bright red blood.

With blood stains on his fingers, Yu Xuanlou looked a little stiff.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, and in front of Yuxuanlou, the desk case made of precious and rare huanghuali suddenly fell apart.

"Lu Jing!"

Yuxuanlou's face was light and calm, and the elegance in every move was gone. He lowered his head while gritting his teeth, enduring the severe pain in his eyes, and let the blood in his eyes drip onto his luxurious robe!

"How dare you..."

Yuxuanlou panted heavily, and the words brought by Lu Jing's spiritual thoughts echoed in his ears.

Everyone in the world makes mistakes, Yuxuanlou originally wanted to take advantage of Lu Jing and Nan Fengmian's mistakes, and become the last straw to crush Lu Jing...

However, the current situation is beyond Yu Xuanlou's expectation.

Yuxuanlou's mysterious spiritual thoughts hovered in the void, and the magical body just now had already collapsed.

That strange divine sense was cut by Lu Jing's sword, creating many cracks and retreating more than ten miles in an instant.

Holding the white deer in his hand, Lu Jing never looked at the divine sense again, and one hundred and eight mountains of sword intent reappeared, standing horizontally in the sky.

The cracks in his soul became more and more obvious, and the intense pain made Lu Jing grit his teeth.

And a sword energy is like a peak, and like a surging wave, it cuts away horizontally.

One hundred and eight sword intents are highly differentiated into one hundred and eight epee sword stances, which are also fused with Fuguang sword energy.

The sword is high-spirited, and the sword is bright.

Nan Heyu's figure flickered, and three hundred wind and rain sword qi shone in the void, and she also had a handle of Qianxiushui in her hand, protecting her whole body.

But even so, the majestic force of qi and blood descended straight down, moving horizontally among the three hundred thousand beautiful water sword lights.

The burst of qi and blood was so masculine to the extreme, there were tens of thousands of people rushing into the formation, they shot downwards, but they shot up into the sky, shining on Nanhe Yuyuanshen.

Nanhe Yu's primordial spirit is quite strange, under the cover of vitality, it looks like a long sword.

There were bursts of brilliance on the long sword, but it was still burned by the extremely strong Qi and blood brought out by Shaozhu Kingdom's arrow!

Strong blood, and with an invincible martial arts spirit, shooting an arrow is like a punch, the martial arts fist is mixed with the martial arts spirit, even if it is held in midair by three hundred swords and autumn water, it is enough to make Nan He Yu was seriously injured.

But in the heart of Nan He Yu Yuhua's sword, the sword intent loaded with thick spiritual thoughts swept out, overwhelming the sky!

For any divine fire cultivator, even if it is the real peak of divine fire with nine levels of divine fire integrated into one, it is impossible to parry Li Guanlong's arrow at all.

Ordinary monks are afraid that in just a moment, their sword intent will be shattered, their divine fire will be extinguished, and they will end up with the death of their primordial spirit.

But this swordsman of the Nanguo government controlled three hundred sword lights, and with lightning speed, he held back the bursts of blood.

Even if she is injured at this time, she is worthy of the name of Tianjiao.

Seeing Nan Heyu's sword light and the flying Qianxiushui, Nan Laogong seemed to feel a little more at ease in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Lu Jing's Guanghan seal imprinted on Jian Qi Bi Mountain, and saw the strange divine sense that came from controlling the supernatural body, cut open by Lu Jing, and was a little stunned...Seeing Lu Jing holding the sword again come.

Lu Jing remained expressionless, and his sword energy revived.

The sword energy shoots into the sky, straight into the sky!

In just a split second, the immortal power in the White Deer Sword seemed to be controlled by Lu Jing, pouring into Lu Jing's primordial spirit, shining a flash of lightning, and slamming on the willow branch shot by Li Guanlong.

A wisp of sparks came out of the willow branch, and the blood and vitality in it rushed away.

Nan Laoguo looked at Lu Jing and Nan Heyu in the distance, and saw the scattered blood of Chongtian, and felt relieved but also regretful.

"Both of them are in the realm of Shenhuo, and one has Yuhua Jianxin, and even if Yuhua Jianxin is damaged, he must stop that arrow.

The other person's soul is about to collapse, but he can hold the sword White Deer. With the White Deer in his hand, he can arouse the mysterious power in it. Lu Jing's combat power is far from being comparable to that in the realm of Shenhuo.

That flickering sword screen can even stop me. "

"The two of you are the world's greatest talents, and Lu Jing is even more so... It's just that Lu Jing's soul has been injured many times, but I don't know if he can recover this time."

Nanlao Guogong thought about this, and felt more and more pity in his heart.

He shook his head, and saw that Nan Heyu's feathered sword heart was damaged, and it fell between the peaks.

Nan Lao Guogong's expression became a little more serious, and he turned into a blood-colored rainbow, enveloping Nan Heyu and disappearing.

The sky was clearing, and Lu Jing's hand holding the White Deer Sword was trembling slightly.

The Seventh Prince's receding divine sense left only a ray of light, but a raging anger came out of it, and landed on Lu Jing with raging murderous intent.

Lu Jing raised his eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

See Su Fuzhong!

The Seventh Prince looked up and saw the thunder in the sky. At this moment, the thunder in the sky broke out in an instant, like dancing thunder snakes, turning into a vast thunder sky, completely covering Jian Su's mansion.

"What is the library doing?"

Yu Xuanlou frowned just now.

His retreating divine sense suddenly felt a great pressure coming.

That divine sense had already retreated to a place shrouded in mist.

There is a beautiful scene here, with clouds and mist lingering, and mountains overlapping.

It can also be seen that the dusty mountains are strong, and the clouds and sun shine on the sea.

This is a good place to view the scenery.

The Divine Sense that had already been cracked by Lu Jing's sword entered the cloud, but in an instant, he felt a turbulent murderous aura that went straight up to the cloud and emerged from the cloud.

In the next moment, a huge bodhisattva appeared from top to bottom, breaking through the clouds and mist.

It is... the killing bodhisattva!

Above the Bodhisattva who killed life, one can see that there is a surge of thunder and light.

Thunder is the supreme power in this great world.

Whether it is the soul or the body, if you want to ascend to the realm of heaven and man, you have to go through a lot of thunder and calamity baptism!

At this time, the mighty power of thunder on the Bodhisattva of killing life comes from the surge of thunder calamity!

"Where are you bastards, come into my land of Taixuan capital and do killing things."

A burst of thunder sounded, and the Slaughtering Bodhisattva who appeared in the word cloud opened his eyes, and a word came out of the Bodhisattva's mouth.

"kill!"

The Shasheng Bodhisattva, built with qi and blood, uttered the word "kill".

From the mouth of Bodhisattva Suicide, a drop of blood fell and turned into a human figure.

Essence and blood falling into an adult seems to be a means of supernatural power...in fact, it is a powerful martial artist who can only possess the mighty power of martial arts.

If you can go up to the next level and reach the realm of human immortality, you can get rid of many shackles, and you can be reborn within a drop of blood.

It's just...there are too few human beings in this world, and there are also not many supernatural beings.

When the figure's face and whole body were covered by qi and blood, the expression of the Seventh Prince in Su Mansion became more and more gloomy.

He turned his head, his eyes seemed to pass through many buildings, and fell on the white-haired old man who was sitting in a wheelchair.

"The book building is so courageous. It used thunder to cover Jian Su's mansion, in order to prevent the teacher from making a move in exchange for my fairyland divine sense!"

"East Palace, Book Building!" The Seventh Prince took a deep breath and lowered his eyes again: "If it wasn't for Lu Jing's sword of the white deer, it would be the incarnation of the blood essence of the eldest brother, and it wouldn't be able to suppress my fairyland spirit .”

"Lu Jing!"

On this day, it is said that a mysterious strong man's spiritual sense appeared in the capital, and the crown prince dropped a drop of blood, turned into a humanoid clone, and cut off the divine sense.

It was also on this day that the Seventh Prince fell ill and stopped seeing guests!

There is probably nothing hidden in the cloud and mist, it is nothing more than the crown prince's Bodhisattva Bodhisattva's blood essence human form, suppressing the unknown spiritual thought.

But... the divine sense really doesn't know its origin?

When the spring breeze caressed him again, Lu Jing saw Nan Laoguo leaving with Nan Heyu, and his weak spiritual sense had long been unable to perceive Nan Fengmian's trace, so he finally felt relieved.

It was also at this moment that he seemed to lose all strength in his whole body.

He couldn't even hold the sword in his hand.

The white deer fell from his hand and disappeared into a stream of light.

Among the clouds, the Xuanyi sword armor walked out.

Lu Jing wanted to salute him, but his eyes became blurred.

But his heart was extremely peaceful.

In short, another catastrophe has been experienced.

"At the very least, brother Fengmian left Taixuanjing."

Chi!

The magical sword flew over and supported the fainted Lu Jing.

The unknown black-clothed sword armor was a little surprised, because the divine art was not ordered by him, but by the spirit of this world-renowned sword.

The white deer hovered next to the black-clothed sword armor, making a clanging sound.

"Are you worried about him?"

Xuanyi Jianjia turned his head sideways, looking at the hilt of the White Deer sword.

The light on the white deer was slightly dimmed.

Xuanyi sword armor lightly flicked his sleeves, with a slight smile on his face.

"The reason why I was able to prevent Yuelun from entering Xuandu was because Emperor Chongtian believed in the so-called Jiazi karma between Yuelun and Taixuanjing, and believed that Yuelun would eventually enter Taixuanjing.

But if I want to take Lu Jing away, Emperor Chongtian and those old monsters in Taixuanjing will probably fight me desperately. "

The white deer is shining brightly.

Xuanyi Jianjia smiled more intensely, shook his head and said: "This is Taixuanjing, there are 100,000 forbidden troops stationed here, and there is a king who once killed a fairy king in the deer pond, you are not afraid to break here ?”

Having said this, Xuanyi Jianjia looked at Taixuanjing from a distance.

"How can you and I know that Lu Jing's way must be outside Taixuanjing?"

"Besides, I always feel that Taixuanjing can't trap him. If one day, he really walks out of Taixuanjing, what's the point of us coming to help him?"

...

When I saw the thunder in the sky over Su Mansion dissipated.

Luo Shubai walked out of the study building with the seven-foot jade tool, Lu Jingcai's demeanor still appeared in his heart.

Madman Chu walked towards the Slim Tower, went up to the fifth floor, and sat opposite Mr. Guanqi.

"Now, you don't have too many scruples." Kuangren Chu said with some reminiscence in his tone, "It's just like when I drank with you in the Yellow Crane Tower more than ten years ago."

"Because I'm dying."

Mr. Guanqi's words were astonishing, he had a smile on his face, and his spiritual thoughts flowed: "In the past few years, I have saved the library, exiled the demons in the world, and let learning enter Beiqin.

Now that I'm dying, I used to worry about Lu Jing's life, but now, Lu Jing is more and more brilliant. When he holds the magic technique and the two white deer swords, there is no one in Taixuanjing who can kill him.

Because Emperor Chongtian refused.

Because of Lu Jing's outstanding performance, I don't need to worry too much, and it's okay to fight for him. "

"Emperor Chongtian didn't let Lu Jing die because he wanted Lu Jing to be his sword to kill immortals. This is not a good thing."

Chu Kuangren and Lu Jing are actually not familiar with each other, and they only talked once.

But Kuangren Chu and Mr. Guanqi are lifelong friends. Mr. Guanqi thinks highly of Lu Jing, and even invites Chu Kuangren to Taixuanjing because of Lu Jing, so this world leader in supernatural powers also has a lot of concerns for Lu Jingjin.

"It's up to him. Maybe one day, he may be on the verge of breaking free from the shackles. On that day, I hope Brother Chu can... protect him."

Mr. Guanqi had hope in his eyes.

Madman Chu looked into Mr. Guanqi's eyes and fell silent.

After a long time, Madman Chu finally spoke in a low voice: "I don't want your primordial spirit to return to the sky.

Once you return to heaven and regain your immortal name, maybe you will no longer be you at that time, and you will be the Qingdu Lord who once looked down on the world.

You have tried your best to do many things for the mortal world, and you are even willing to live a few years less to help a young man like Lu Jing. How can you keep your Dao heart when you are sitting upright? "

"Heaven is not suitable for you. You were born in the mortal world, and you are willing to take off your fairy bones and fall into the mortal world. If you want to return to that fairy tower in the end... How can the real you rest in peace?"

Madman Chu's voice echoed in the cultivation tower.

When he was speaking, there were slight footsteps on the stairs on the fifth floor of the cultivation tower.

Maybe it was because of what Madman Chu said, the footsteps also stopped abruptly.

Mr. Guanqi and Madman Chu obviously heard the footsteps, but they did not remain silent.

"Brother Chu knows me, so on the day of my death, I still hope that Brother Chu can...destroy my primordial spirit, so that the three stars in the sky will not shine on me that day, so that I will not return to the sky, and I will not return to that tower. A cold fairy building."

Click...

There was a crisp sound from the stairs.

Immediately afterwards, there was another rush of footsteps, and the person who had just gone upstairs seemed to have left again.

Madman Chu glanced at the stairs and said, "It's Taoyao."

A rare flash of reluctance flashed across Mr. Guanqi's face, and he returned to normal in an instant.

"The romantic people in the world don't always live for too long, Mr. Si is like this, you are like this, and the King Chong'an who I don't deal with is the same.

When you die, the martial artist who has already been lying on the bed is dead, and this mortal world will become even more boring. "

"Is there any wine?"

Kuangren Chu suddenly asked a question, Mr. Guanqi nodded, got up and removed a row of classics on the bookshelf, revealing two jugs of wine.

Mr. Guanqi took out one of the jugs and poured wine for Madman Chu.

Madman Chu pouted his nose, pointed to another jug ​​of wine and said, "The other jug ​​seems to be better. You are almost dead, and you still can't bear to part with a jug of wine! You might as well drink it together today."

"It's better." Mr. Guanqi said: "It's just that I brewed that pot of wine for Taoyao."

When Madman Chu heard this, he punched the table hard and spilled a little drink.

"There are countless wizards in the world, and the so-called nine leaders in the world, aren't they going to be suppressed by the sky?"

"Shit in the sky, shit in the ground."

"And that bullshit Holy Monarch, bullshit Candle King... My so-called supernatural leader is probably nothing more than bullshit."

Mr. Guanqi smiled: "This great world, whether it is the Emperor Chongtian, the King of Candles, or the world's top nine, those who are beyond the nine tops, are the truly tyrannical figures since the Taiwu Dynasty.

It's just that the plundering of several spiritual tides in the sky made the immortal too powerful. "

"You don't have to worry, as long as you live longer, as long as you look at this world, there will be someone who will turn the world upside down."

Madman Chu reached out to take the jug to refill himself.

"My friend is dying, can I always complain?"

It's like the two sitting and drinking in the self-cultivation tower, just like the Yellow Crane Tower many years ago.