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

In this place shrouded in wind and thunder, Xiang Ding picked up the bronze tripod to circulate blood and slammed it down, and the void seemed to collapse.

The white tiger roared in the air, its energy and spirit seemed to be concentrated on the fangs in the mouth of the divine beast.

The fangs bit down, wanting to crush the bronze tripod in the sky.

It's just... strands of terrifying Sifang Ding Qi burst out from Xiang Ding's body. These Sifang Ding Qi are thick and strong, much stronger than the Qi and blood bred by ordinary warriors.

When the air from all directions poured into the bronze tripod, a terrifying martial arts spirit flew up from the bronze tripod.

The spirit of martial arts also gathered into billowing smoke and turned into four characters.

"Ding town the world!"

The bronze tripod was already an extremely rare treasure, and there was an inscription of an expert on it!

However, the four characters written by Langyanhui are full of domineering, as if giving birth to thunder.

Xiang Ding's whole body was already very tyrannical, and with the addition of these four characters, the bronze tripod became extremely heavy.

A lot of qi and blood are bombarding violently, all kinds of mysterious skills are blazing!

And the divine beast white tiger has already bitten towards it. The physique of this white tiger is also unimaginable. It rushed from the air, and the blood and vitality in its body turned out to be thunderous and thunderous, making the void explode.

Even though he was seriously injured and his personality fell, this white tiger was still the divine beast that once swept the world with King Chong'an. An ordinary divine tower warrior might not be able to survive for a moment under the fangs of this divine beast.

But on this Dongshan Lake, Xiang Ding was holding the bronze tripod, but he had the will to kill in his eyes!

Boundless qi, blood and masculinity soared from Xiang Ding's body.

His body also turned bronze at this moment, with smooth and dazzling lines, but full of the power to crush mountains.

"Give Mr. Gongshu the skin, bones, and blood of this white tiger, which is enough to recreate a top-notch puppet killer..."

Xiang Ding was determined to kill, and the bronze tripod crashed down.

And the white tiger has a spirit, it finally sensed the abnormality in the bronze tripod, but at this moment it has no way out.

Between the sharp fangs, there was no trace of fear in the white tiger's sharp eyes.

"My lord didn't teach me how to be afraid, even if I was defeated, the words mentioned by Beiqin Guoshi are waiting for me to bite into pieces!"

The roar of the white tiger shook the sky.

Xiang Ding's killing spirit was shocking.

But at this moment...

From a distance that was shrouded in darkness and magical powers, suddenly there was a huge sword energy flowing and spinning!

The huge sword energy dispelled the clouds and mist, and also dispelled the darkness.

It even chopped up the red cloud and wolf smoke that the servant raised the tripod and shot Xiang Ding's energy and blood into pieces!

There are thunder, wind and rain to accompany this sword energy.

The thunder shook in the air, and it was like a dragon roaring from a thunder dragon.

This sword is majestic and dazzling!

It seems to be filled with a kind of fearless spirit, a kind of thunderous force, and a hundred kinds of human spirits, mixed together to form this sword.

The vast sword energy tore through the void, arrived in an instant, and cut on the only way that the bronze tripod must pass.

The overwhelming sword energy in the world is like the light of a falling star.

When this level of sword energy fell on the bronze tripod...

Raising the tripod and shooting Xiang Ding, who was still surprised at first, suddenly changed his mind.

But he saw an incomparably majestic force rolling and condensing, chopping on the bronze tripod in his hand.

"It's the Duke of Dafujing!"

"This sword energy..."

When the sword energy fell on the bronze tripod, the tripod, which had condensed enormous power, was suddenly shaken, followed by a violent thunderous sound.

And that sword energy is divided into three parts, nine parts in three parts, and nine parts are born into thousands!

Wisps of sword light shrouded the bronze tripod, cut off the four directions of the bronze tripod, and brought a shocking power, falling directly around Xiang Ding!

Xiang Ding's high-spirited aura finally stagnated, his body that was soaring like a goshawk stopped abruptly in the void, his left hand was slightly retracted inward, and the aura of suppressing the four directions of a bronze tripod came suddenly, and it was actually condensed on that left hand.

An indescribable fist rushes forward.

The blood of this divine tower martial artist was rushing, his flesh and muscles were shaking, and his terrifying fist spirit was suddenly shocked.

Punch out!

Howl!

He punched down abruptly, hitting the bright sword light scattered around him.

The sword light shattered in an instant, and then rolled away like an ebbing tide.

"Zhaoxing Wuzhong... has this sword light?"

Xiang Ding held back the bronze tripod and repelled thousands of sword lights. A thought just flashed in his mind.

He also saw the bright white recede, and from the thin light, someone in white clothes and holding a black long sword came.

Starlight was still shining on the long sword, several starlights were shining brightly, and the white clothes on Lu Jing made him feel like a fairy.

Another sword light lifted Lu Jing's body like a white crane.

Just as Xiang Ding thought, it was the newly promoted Lord Jing Guo who made the move!

The sword light broke open, and Jing Guogong Lu Jing came from the sword light.

His expression was calm, and a divine thought flowed. The white tiger in the void turned his head and looked at Yu Dongshen who was fighting fiercely with the three thousand old Wu soldiers and the one hundred and eight slaughtered puppets. As a blood-red light, it went towards Sheng Ruyuan.

Xiang Ding frowned, and was about to stop him.

But Lu Jing lightly tossed the black long sword in his hand.

But I saw a sword energy like a white rainbow in the sun, shooting towards Xiang Ding, cutting off Xiang Ding's way.

Xiang Ding smashed Lu Jing's sword energy with the bronze tripod in his hand.

Standing in the air, he squinted his eyes and glanced at Yu Dongshen who was holding a silver gun, who looked like a god of war coming to the world, and suddenly shook his head and said, "You are the variable that the national teacher said?"

Lu Jing said nothing.

The primordial spirit in his real palace reflected the starlight, and when the starlight fell straight down, a ray of divine thought mixed with strong vitality condensed around Lu Jing's body...

All of a sudden, the thick black aura around Lu Jing's real body turned into a dharma body that enveloped Lu Jing, which might be as tall as ten feet at a rough glance.

The ten-foot-high dharma body wears a high crown, has a mighty face, and indifferent eyes. He is dressed in black robes and Chinese clothes, and he looks like an unrivaled king.

The king looked down, and the tripod seemed to be aware of it.

"Primary Star Heavenly King? Stars in the sky?"

He stretched his body a little, and flicked his fingers lightly.

The bronze tripod was already more than ten feet tall, but at this moment it has grown a lot bigger.

Xiang Ding let go of the bronze tripod legs, bent down and jumped, standing on one of the tripod's ears.

The smoke billowing from the bronze tripod filled the air behind him.

"I shouldn't have come here in the first place, but the national teacher mentioned you as a variable, so I came here in person."

The bronze tripod under his feet made a loud noise, and then, driven by Xiang Ding's energy and blood, it rushed towards Lu Jing like a mountain peak more than ten feet tall!

Another fierce martial arts spirit spread from Xiang Ding's body, just like the scorching sun, don't look directly at it!

The bronze tripod charged directly at Lu Jing, Xiang Ding stood on the bronze tripod, his breath boiled, and the vitality entered his throat, it was like thunder roaring, mighty and violent.

He opened his arms, clenched his fists, and swung forward suddenly!

But I saw a strong sound vibrating in the void, like a spring thunder exploding in the sky, and the thick blood and blood scattered violently, turning into a tornado.

This punch seems to be able to kill a god!

Lu Jing remained silent, he stretched out his hand, and the Tuxian Heijin who had just flown away like a stream of light and slashed towards Xiang Ding fell into his hands again.

In an instant, a pitch-black hazy long sword appeared in the hand of the ten-foot body that enveloped him.

"The Dharma Body of the Great Heavenly King..."

The moment Lu Jing held the sword, his body was as bright and flawless as glass.

He turned into a ray of white light and also faced Xiang Ding in the blink of an eye.

The vast sword energy exploded again.

Lu Jing, whose body is like glass.

The dark body of the Great Heavenly King.

The thunder light flowing in the sky also poured into the Tuxian black gold in Lu Jing's hand.

This first-grade long sword exudes a dazzling light, and the sword light bursts out from the long sword, which is more brilliant and sharper than the Rain Calling Sword!

A grade one long sword is extremely precious, and the reason why it is so precious is because of its extreme power.

And when a swordsman like Lu Jing holds such a famous sword that has been passed down to the world.

When this sword of slaughtering immortal black gold sensed Lu Jing's blazing sword light, the spirit in it was overwhelmed by Lu Jing's fearless sword spirit and light-supporting sword energy.

Lu Jing's sword light became more and more mysterious.

And the same is true of the Great Heavenly King's Dharma Body. When Lu Jing's hand of Tuxian Black Gold reveals the light-supporting sword energy, it is like a round of scorching sun spreading its brilliance slowly rising...

There is also a sword aura flying from the hand of the domineering Great Heavenly King Dharma Body. In that sword aura, there is a thunderous light, and there is also a fearless sword soul that blows up a mighty long wind, which brings wind and rain from time to time, and also has boundless vitality. Condensed.

Two sword lights, one thin and one thick, one long and one short, came in the blink of an eye.

The sky was roaring, and there was no cloud or smoke for more than ten miles.

The sword light all over the sky intertwined and collided with the terrifying blood.

The bronze tripod was shaking.

The sword energy howled.

The punch like a fierce sun brought ferocious murderous intent, but was cut to pieces by the glass-like sword energy.

From time to time, one hundred and eight sword peaks stand up in the sky and the earth, and each sword peak is mixed with a hundred and ten heavy sword energy changes, tens of thousands of sword lights appear in the blink of an eye, and then condense into a point...

Countless mysterious sword energy changes flew out of the young sword, shaking Dongshan Lake!

It is the God Yu Dong who descended to earth like the God of War, the White Tiger who once accompanied King Chong'an to fight in all directions, and even the three thousand old Wu soldiers and the nine hundred soldiers riding tigers were all touched by the brilliant sword light in the sky and the vast energy and blood. hold on to wisps of mind...

Yu Dongshen clearly sensed that Lu Jing was getting stronger as he fought...

"That mysterious first-grade long sword seems to be agreeing with Lu Jing."

"Thinking about it, if I were the spirit of the long sword, I would naturally be overwhelmed by seeing these young men."

The silver spear in Yu Dongshen's hand is fierce, and the energy and blood on his body is no weaker than Xiang Ding's. Rainbows of energy and blood shoot up into the sky. There seems to be endless power on the long spear, and it brings a huge wind of energy and blood. Quartet.

A white tiger, a man with a gun and 900 soldiers riding tigers.

He actually forcibly stopped three thousand old Wu soldiers, one hundred and eight North Qin slaughter puppets, and two peak-of-the-seventh realms!

Especially the hands of the nine hundred tiger riding soldiers holding the guns are always so steady. Every time the spears are fired, they will always find a flaw in the battle formation of the three thousand old Wu soldiers, and pierce the heads and throats of several soldiers.

Those black tigers galloped on the ground, and even walked in the lake as if walking on flat ground.

With a roaring voice, the ferocious spirit always wants to swallow the corpses of the enemy soldiers.

And the second Taoist master who was the vanguard who wanted to kill Yu Dongshen had already been injured, and the nine-clawed dragon robe on his body was already in tatters, but at this moment his supernatural power was bitten by the white tiger, and he was killed by the supernatural power while escaping. The white tiger caught up and dropped an arm.

The dragon tail on the arm of the dragon robe was also bitten to pieces by the white tiger.

Yu Dongshen was even more imposing. The ordinary long spear in his hand would often bring out an incomparably huge gun light, with the flames flickering like a falling meteorite, and it could easily stab a killing puppet.

On Dongshan Lake, there is a terrifying battle going on.

However, even the heroes of the world have their strengths exhausted.

Three thousand old Wu Jia soldiers were filled with energy and blood, and the famous old Wu Jia on their bodies seemed indestructible, and seemed to be mixed with endless energy and blood.

Even if thousands of people died in this army, the remaining two thousand soldiers are still majestic.

Coupled with Bei Qin's killing of puppets, if no one side broke the situation on this Dongshan Lake, Yu Dongshen, who was weak and weak, might be besieged and killed to death.

...

Outside the three prefectures of Chong'an, on Dahuang Mountain.

Gongsun Suyi, with a white fox mask on his face, an armor and a long knife in his waist, was looking at the tall, pitch-black city wall from a distance.

"Speaking of which, you have profound knowledge in the Central Plains, and people's hearts are becoming more and more unpredictable.

The larger the place, the more people it will inevitably be complicated, and the affiliated places will inevitably compete for interests. "

The cloak behind Gongsun Suyi fluttered with the wind, and the three hundred thousand sons of Bei Qin waited silently behind him.

The three hundred thousand warriors breathed, as if they were breathing in clouds and mist, and the whole sky turned blood red.

The sound of breathing was like thunder again.

"If someone like Yu Dongshen was in my Northern Qin Dynasty, under the eyes of King Candle, no one would dare to assassinate him.

But he was born in the wrong place, in Dafu.

Ni Na's father had a deep thought, and wanted to use Chong'an Sanzhou to create an abyss that would fall into three stars, and let the ghosts and monsters in the court show their fangs in front of the world's martial arts leader and the son of Chong'an Sanzhou.

There will always be loopholes under the schemes and fangs, just like now.

If there was no such scheme, if there were no fangs, Xiang Ding would have fallen into the abyss, and he might not be able to find such a good place for reinforcements on Dongshan Lake, and he might not be able to kill the next King of Chong'an. "

There was obviously no one around Gongsun Suyi, she seemed to be talking to herself, but she was quite serious, as if she was talking to a friend.

His long hair was tied up, and a jade pendant hung on the red rope that tied his long hair.

The jade pendant emitted a faint light, shining in the void, like a mirror, showing a woman's face.

The woman was in a magnificent palace, facing the mirror with yellow decals.

His face was still a little tired.

It seems that only Gongsun Suyi can see this woman's figure.

"Mr. Eight calculated that... there will be some twists and turns within Dafu."

The woman in the mirror opened her mouth slowly: "If it's really as smooth as you said, and if Yu Dongshen really died so easily, how can it be called twists and turns?"

Gongsun Suyi's white fox mask lightly moved, and he asked the woman nonchalantly, "Things in the world are most afraid of contingencies, and the situation where Yu Dongshen fell into the present situation is made up of many contingencies.

Under these circumstances, he died immediately, so what is there to be surprised about? "

The woman in the mirror asked back: "Then I can't be safe?"

Gongsun Suyi thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Dafu has decayed, and there are very few hot-blooded generations, who would..."

Gongsun Suyi hasn't finished speaking yet.

She suddenly seemed to feel something, and frowned suddenly.

The female general waved hurriedly, and immediately another general in armor brought a lamp.

But he saw that the candle in that lamp...had been extinguished!

Gongsun Suyi took a deep breath, and gently fiddled with the candle wick with his fingers.

In the flickering flames, a scene suddenly appeared.

But I saw stars falling on Dongshan Lake.

The sword light like colored glaze cut down like a fairy with a sword...

Gongsun Suyi's pupils shrank.

"Taibai Jianguang?"

"Such sword light actually fell into the mortal world? Could it be that there are immortals from the Taibai Sword Tower coming to the mortal world?"