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

Chapter 376 Let me make up for the gaps in the world!

There is a moon in the sky, and the silver glow falls to the ground.

The gloomy mist that originally enveloped the Valley of the Dead was spared only by the wind and rain in the center.

Behind Mr. Shuiyun, the clouds are ten miles away and the waves are thousands of hectares, bringing the breeze, which is a good weather.

The sky was clear at the beginning, and the bones on the ground were also covered by the curling mist.

There are ruins and walls here, and there is a quiet scene.

Mr. Guanqi looked up at the sky, he vaguely saw the stars falling from the sky, the shadows of the immortals in the sky fell one after another, and a green light pierced through the clouds and fell straight down.

There is also a familiar look in it.

Mr. Guanqi climbed the clouds independently, and the clouds and mists turned into runes under his feet.

Fu Wenhua is a supernatural power, which has restored the color of the world and made the dark clouds clear.

It also made Shuiyun Jun's storm recede.

The bright moonlight fell on the ground. At this moment, the wind and rain were calm and calm.

Even the magistrate who was staring at him in the mist of Baiguidi Mountain never summoned the dead spirit of Baigui to attack this place.

The west tower above Shui Yunjun's head has become real, but he has not continued to use the magic technique, but there seems to be flowing water brewing in his eyes, and when he looks up, he sees many scenery in the world.

"In this world, some people respect you, and some people look forward to your death."

Between Shuiyun Jun's fingers, gusts of running water separated the wind and rain, so that he could see Mr. Guanqi more clearly.

"You look at the mountains and rivers in the world and think of your previous life, so you don't want to make this world lack.

But the creatures in the world are not all thank you. "

"But the sky is different. At this time, you only need to return your soul to the sky, and you are still Qingdu Lord of Yuxian Tower.

Your junior brother is looking at you in the sky, looking forward to your return.

Bai Guanqi, have you forgotten that the gull dances repeatedly in Yuxian Tower, and the fragrant wind blows ten miles away?

Both you and I are colleagues in Mingyu Jingzhong, and it is for this reason that I will patiently persuade you.

And go to heaven! "

Thin smoke rose from Shuiyun-jun's body.

When he spoke, the moonlight in the sky gradually began to dissipate, leaving only a few dim colors.

And in the sky, there is indeed a pavilion that seems to be there.

In that pavilion, I don't know how many eyes looked at each other, and they fell on Bai Guanqi.

Bai Guanqi was still wearing the gray clothes of his husband, he didn't even look at the sky, but looked out of this wind and rain environment.

Get rid of the wind and rain in the middle of the Valley of the Dead.

In the rest of the places shrouded in wind and rain, I don't know how many ghosts and gods came carrying a strong death energy, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth.

Bai Guanqi also saw Lu Jing's sword light flickering in it.

And his proud disciple leaped down like a white wild goose, across the sky!

Under the shadow of a little Feihong, the sword energy is like frost and snow, and the sword energy is like a fierce light!

Compared with Lu Jing's imposing manner like a rainbow.

Mr. Jiu, who fought side by side with him, is like a towering mountain. The reason why this mountain is different is that when the light of the knife is suppressed like a layered mountain, it turns into flying sand and rocks in an instant, disintegrating and falling apart. go.

Just like the green hill once chopped to pieces by Mr. Jiu.

Aoyama is thoughtful.

The famous knife in the hands of Mr. Jiu is also thoughtful!

Kill Qingshan, kill Xilou!

The light of the sword that disintegrates the mountains.

The sword light flickered all over the sky.

The two phases superimposed, and in the wind and rain environment where the two were, the heavy rain gradually subsided.

General Yu's breath became weaker and weaker.

Even the remaining 600 immortals among them have never been heard from.

Shui Yunjun seemed indifferent, still watching Mr. Guanqi.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Guanqi seemed to finally feel relieved.

He sat cross-legged on the white clouds, like a mountain blocking the way, a river blocking the way, motionless.

Mr. Shuiyun knew that he could not kill Mr. Guanqi.

The reason why Bai Guanqi was on the verge of death was because of the divine punishment more than ten years ago, and also because of Yu Yuan and Yang Gu.

"I don't need to make a move today, just wait here, and you will always close your eyes."

"The green mountains will grow old, the river will dry up, Mr. Qingdu... After you die, no matter whether you like it or not, there will be a soul-attracting talisman from the sky, and I will take you to the sky."

Shuiyun-jun also closed his eyes, looking calm.

But looking carefully, Shui Yunjun still frowned slightly.

The reason why he closed his eyes was probably because he didn't want to see half of the west building fall into the world, only to be crushed by Lu Jing with a hall of hell.

...

"Those immortals in the west building can catch all ghosts?"

Mr. Wuji's tone was playful, and he looked at the runes hanging in the sky with great concentration.

And the eldest son supported his knees with his hands, leaned forward, and there was excitement in his eyes.

"This Lu Jing surprised me, the emperor's three supernatural powers were originally used for sacrifices to heal wounds, but he used them to sacrifice the passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain.

That passage was originally a big ghost in the Hall of Yama.

The passage was blocked, and the big ghost was also seriously injured. With Taiweiyuan Santai's magical powers, this big ghost was able to break free from the blockade... What a genius. "

The eldest son praised Lu Jing: "It's not easy to be an immortal in half of the west building, even if this passage of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain is no small matter, it is connected to a hall of hell, and there are countless ghosts and gods in the hall of hell, as long as the passage is open, if no one pays attention to it, it will even be possible Destroy the entire Dafu.

But the passage is limited after all, and it is probably impossible for the ghosts in the Hall of Yama to swallow up the immortal here for a while. "

"But, no matter what, with the infestation of the Hundred Ghosts Mountain, Lu Jing's chance of survival will be even greater."

Mr. Wuji thought of his famous sword Thirty-six Counties that was taken away by Lu Jingrong.

His brows moved slightly, but he didn't say much, even if he didn't show it on his face, he felt a little gloating in his heart.

"Everyone in the world says that Lu Jing traveled thousands of miles to Hezhong Road to grab the opportunity in Lutan, just to save Bai Guanqi in the library.

The rare Tianmai has indeed entered into Bai Guanqi's hands, Bai Guanqi seems to have returned to romance, but so what, Bai Guanqi is still going to die! "

"Your Majesty, General Gongsun, and even the great gentleman in the library think that Bai Guanqi is about to die, so there is absolutely no reason for the most romantic scholar in the world to survive."

...

The streamer lingers on the Zhanqing Mountain.

As the wind whizzed, Mr. Jiu's long sleeves were blown like a banner, crackling.

But in Mr. Jiu's body, the vitality and blood all over his body were expanding violently, and the expansion was silent, as if there was no storm at all.

Often within a few breaths, one or two mountain peaks can be crossed, cutting off General Yu's celestial art.

The same is true for Lu Jing's sword light, which turned into a faint golden streak, mixed with thunder, scorching sun, heavenly king's aura, and the myriad changes in the white golden light.

Occasionally a fairy comes close.

Lu Jing's Wrath of the Overlord was triggered, and the Grass Slashing Knife in his hand was imbued with the spirit of martial arts. The meaning of the knife was like wolf smoke, and it turned into a tornado and a hurricane, cutting back the enemies.

However, Lu Jing walked in the sparse shadow of the sword with a light wind and a calm cloud.

Wearing white clothes, killing immortals, what a chic scene.

Six hundred immortals fell under Lu Jing's sword light and Mr. Jiu's sword light one after another.

General Yu was no match for Mr. Jiu, if not for those immortals, I'm afraid he would have been defeated already!

At this time, Lu Jingkui must come forward through the wind and rain, and the immortals outside the realm of the wind and rain are dragged by the ghosts and gods in the mountains of Baiguidi, and General Yu is retreating steadily because of this.

The torrential rain that fell from the sky was no longer stained with fairy art, and every drop of it was no longer so heavy.

Even his body has changed from a hundred feet in size to that of an ordinary person.

Lu Jing held a grass-cutting knife and strided forward to Kill Xilou hanging from his shoulder.

The good vitality from the primordial star in the world is poured into his body mightily, making him feel like he is at the peak every moment!

Mr. Jiu stopped the immortal here alone, without even looking at General Yu.

General Xilou Yu stood in front of the wind and rain barrier, finally revealing the face that was allowed to be concealed.

His face was unremarkable, except for a blue mole at the corner of his mouth that was impressive.

Lu Jing approached with his sword in hand.

General Yu knew that in this stormy environment, he had been defeated by Mr. Shulou Jiu and Lu Jing.

"Let Mr. Jiu come and kill me. If you don't have Mr. Shulou Jiu, you will have the talent to ascend to the sky, and you won't be able to kill me."

General Yu squinted his eyes.

The rain fell and hit his face, mixing with blood.

"What's more... Immortals have their own gods. You can kill Zhao Qingping and his real body, but you may not be able to kill my soul."

Lu Jing heard the words.

Taiweiyuan Sangong's supernatural powers began to work.

A pair of huge eyes hovered above his head.

He looked towards General Yu, but saw that in General Yu's real hall, a primordial spirit almost condensed with immortal energy was standing in the star palace.

In the star palace, the thunder exploded, constantly hitting General Yu's primordial spirit.

This is not only a kind of training, but also a kind of support!

Pure Yang Thunder Tribulation Primordial Spirit.

Moreover, he has already experienced three thunder calamities, and he only needs to step on the door to attract another thunder calamity and have the opportunity to step into the second realm of pure yang.

It is the Qiankun Realm that is second only to the Realm Realm!

Such a primordial spirit is much stronger than Zhao Qingping.

"Without Mr. Jiu, even if my background is more profound, even if General Yu's primordial spirit is contaminated by the death energy of ghosts, I'm afraid I will not be able to compete with General Feng Yu."

That's what Lu Jing was thinking in his heart.

General Yu was about to use his immortal skills, and he, Lu Jing, and even Mr. Jiu, who stopped hundreds of immortals all by himself, seemed to feel it.

They all turned their heads and looked towards the middle of the Valley of the Dead.

There, there is a bright moon shining brightly, and the moonlight is reflected on the continuous rain, which also quietly passes away like the rain.

But what passed there was not only the rain, but also the anger of Mr. Guanqi.

Mr. Jiu held Zhan Qingshan tightly and remained motionless.

"Mr. Shuiyun can't kill Mr. Guanqi, but Mr. Guanqi's time is approaching."

"There is no room for flirtatious people in the world."

Mr. Jiu turned his head, forcing himself not to look at the wind and rain.

He knew that Mr. Guanqi's death was a foregone conclusion.

Such a foregone conclusion comes from this cruel world, from the importance of heaven, and from that game of chess.

In addition to these...

Mr. Guanqi, who has read all the remnants of the world, finally wants to make a move.

"Mr.'s death is probably his own chess strategy..."

Mr. Jiu thought so in his heart.

In those stormy environments, Mr. Eleven felt something, and the peach blossoms were flying down, but those peach blossoms were withering quickly.

Guan Changsheng, who was holding the Yan Qinglong, glared and gritted his teeth. He was in the last place of the wind and rain, and he was not enveloped by the wind and rain controlled by Lu Jing.

He clearly saw the place where the bright moon was hanging high, and Mr. Guanqi was sitting cross-legged on the cloud.

The originally fair face became more and more old.

"Mr. Guanqi is isolating Mr. Shuiyun's control over the wind and rain.

That's why Jing Guogong could so easily use wind and rain to save the lives of monks in the world. "

"If these human cultivators hadn't cut off the immortals, the passage to Baiguidi Mountain would not have been opened."

"Without Lu Jing, all these human cultivators would have died in the Valley of the Dead, at the hands of the immortals in the West Tower in the sky."

"Without Mr. Guanqi, Lu Jing would not be able to manipulate the wind and rain from Mr. Shuiyun."

"But... the price is that Mr. Qiguan will die of old age!"

Guan Changsheng has a violent temperament, but at this moment his eyes are about to split, but his eyes are very flustered and at a loss.

However, the ghosts and gods in Baiguidi Mountain are all over the place, just like tigers in the way, making Guan Changsheng unable to help Mr. Guanqi.

"However, with the help of Mr. Lu Jing, the Lutan Tianmai brought back by Mr. Guanqi has clearly returned to his prime, so why..."

call.

A gust of wind blew past, waking Lu Jing awake.

Lu Jing shuddered, and then his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"gentlemen……"

In an instant, the black dragon wrapped around Lu Jing's arm roared out.

The strong wind carried the torrential rain, blowing down the world.

Lu Jing controlled the sword light and flew to the central windy place.

"Lu Jing, you don't want to kill me again?"

General Yu gave a soft drink.

Without hesitation, his body turned into flowing water, dripping down in all directions, and stopped in front of Lu Jing.

Lu Jing was very anxious.

"Mr. Nine!"

His spiritual thoughts suddenly came out, and he called out loudly to Mr. Jiu who was holding the Qingshan Mountain to stop many immortals.

Mr. Jiu took a deep breath at this moment.

In the blue light of the knife, Mr. Jiu's voice was like thunder, exploding in Lu Jing's ears.

"Lu Jing, stop these immortals, and I'll kill General Yu."

"When General Yu dies, it's just a joke after all. They can't kill you!"

Lu Jing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Mr. Jiu, Mr. Guanqi will die..."

"Mr. Guanqi has to die." Mr. Jiu interrupted Lu Jing.

With his back turned to Lu Jing, his tone even trembled.

"The sky has long been looking forward to the death of Mr. Guanqi, Yu Yuan and Yanggu need Mr. Guanqi to die, maybe the chessboard of Emperor Chongtian also needs Mr. Guanqi.

Even Mr. Qiguan himself..."

"Lu Jing!"

"You just need to save your life..."

"Mr. Guanqi can't die!" Lu Jing shouted violently.

There will be six stars in the sky to add to it.

An incomparably dazzling brilliance shone from the West Tower in his hands.

"If there is no shortage in this world, if there are not many people who cannot help themselves.

How can a person who lives well die? "

At this time, Lu Jing was no longer as calm and calm as before.

His words were urgent and fast, and the sword energy in his hand flew out, as if it wanted to break through the sky.

"But there are shortages in this world, but people can't always do what they want!"

Mr. Jiu didn't respond to Lu Jing, but just thought about it in his heart.