Chapter 472, a thousand years at a glance!

Wearing the armor of the Heavenly King, holding the Heavenly King Gun.

When the shot was fired, his body was also pushed by the powerful energy, and his body flew backwards towards the sky.

At this time, the land and air were mighty and domineering, as if the gods had descended.

The lion of a hundred battles, how can any cat or dog be able to provoke?

Of course, if it was a tiger that provoked him, that would be a different matter.

It's like a giant demon on the ground or a man who has broken his oath, and a thunderbolt rolls in, and it is imperative to split them into charcoal with no return.

Lu Xingkong's spear pointed at it, and the heavenly thunder rushed in the direction where Song Lonely was.

Thundered-------

In the sky, its long, hot body dragged out a fiery red tail.

The white light was blazing, shining on the entire viewing platform like an illusory light and shadow.

The fury of thunder, all things bow.

A shot was shot, and the heavens and the earth were overshadowed.

In the mountains, all the beasts cowered in their nests, their heads lowered, not daring to raise their heads.

The scarred Excalibur Square buzzed and trembled again, and a large amount of rubble rolled down towards the sword canal that had been slashed out by Mu Ding in the middle, making a thunderclap sound from time to time.

Even the pedestrians who were driven to the foot of the mountain, frightened by the thunder, fled in all directions, and howled as if another world was coming.

Sumeru Gun!

This shot is the dragon clan's marksmanship hidden in the small box that Li Muyang gave him.

After Lu Xingkong got this gun trick, he entered the virtual illusion world, day and night, infused energy again and again to touch it, observed the mystery of the gun over and over again, and finally realized it and absorbed it for use.

This shot is a dragon lance.

This is the dragon spear given to him by Li Muyang.

He knew that if he fought against a powerhouse of Song Lone's level, he would miss out on a thousand miles.

It may be just a small detail mistake, but it may be infinitely magnified in his eyes, and then become the key point of his counterattack.

Therefore, as soon as he made a shot, it was a Sumeru gun.

He didn't know how much Song Lone knew about the Heavenly King Gun, whether it was one or nine, or maybe more or less.

However, he would never take this risk.

He used the Sumeru gun, the spear of the dragon clan, and it was also a marksmanship that Song Lonely would definitely be unfamiliar with.

Lu Xingu's fantasy is that one blow will kill.

Even if he couldn't do it, he wanted to use this shot to inflict substantial damage on Song Lonely.

"Roaring --------"

Song was lonely but unmoved.

He was still standing in place, standing on the viewing platform, standing high in the air below Lu Xingkong, who was wielding his gun.

Above his head, the electric dragon whistled and danced, threatening to ignite his emaciated body at any moment, then tear it into smithereens.

However, until this point, he had a relieved smile on his face.

"I see. Song Lonely said softly. Although no one could hear what he said, he probably only could hear it.

Of course, he just said it and listened to it.

The knot in my heart has been untied, and my body is relaxed in an instant.

The mind is clear, and the consciousness is instantly clear.

The question that has been in my mind for many years has finally been answered today.

When he said, 'Li Muyang is your grandson', all the confusion and incredulity can be explained smoothly.

Li Muyang is Lu Xingkong's own grandson, and Lu Ji is just the 'tanuki' of the tanuki for the prince.

Li Muyang is his grandson, Li Muyang was possessed by the dragon clan, Lu Xingkong knew all this, so he hurriedly replaced his grandson with a granddaughter, and sent the real Lu bloodline to Jiangnan overnight--------

In order to protect the safety of the pair of maids and the seriously ill grandson, he even sent the most powerful three souls and seven spirits around him to escort.

In order to treat the seriously ill child of the dragon clan, he even did not hesitate to invite Ziyang Zhenren, one of the seven true people of Taoism, to let him come to treat his own grandson------

For more than ten years, the Song family secretly sent more than a dozen groups of masters to test it, but all of them were killed by Ziyang Zhenren.

When the Song family dispatched masters, presumably other families were not idle. As a result, Li Muyang was still alive, not only did he live well, but he was also admitted to the Star Academy, and he developed and grew in an instant, and finally became a behemoth, and even Mu Dingyi of the Water Stopping Sword Pavilion was folded in his hand.

If he wants to break through the interception of Ziyang Zhenren, only a master of his level will make a move in person. It's just that his goal is too big, and as long as he makes the slightest move, he will attract the attention of countless pairs of eyes-------

Until he could determine Li Muyang's true identity, it was impossible for him to do that kind of crazy thing.

Unless he was ready to tear his face with the Lu family at that time, unless he thought about killing the Lu family more than ten years ago-------

However, at that time, was the Song family ready again?

Song Lonely raised his head and glanced at the electric dragon that was hurrying in the sky.

In the eye socket, the whites of the eyes disappeared completely, the black pupils were instantly occupied, and the entire eye socket fell into darkness, like the night sky where you couldn't see your fingers.

In the night, there are stars and a cold moon rising.

The electric dragon is also in the dark scene.

In that huge black curtain, it was like a swimming silver snake, flying towards the other side that could never be reached.

Shh------h

The silver snake in the pupils vanished.

The electric dragon above Song Lonely's head also disappeared.

Lu Xingkong's all-out blow not only didn't cause any harm to Song Lonely, but he didn't even touch the edge of his clothes.

"A thousand years at a glance. Someone exclaimed.

"A thousand years at a glance stretches time infinitely------- in our eyes, the thunder and lightning are above the head of the old Song Immortal, and it may fall at any time. But in his eyes, the time of the electric dragon attack was infinitely extended----- longer and longer, and then it disappeared in the long river of time, and he could no longer stir up any wind and waves--------

"A thousand years at a glance, it sounds mysterious and mysterious, making it even more incredible------- that is the ability to transform time into space, and then infinitely elongate and broaden the ----- realm of fugue, one thought of life, one thought of death, this is the principle------"

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Lu Xingkong didn't expect that his attack would be so easily defused by Song Lonely, and he was using the Sumeru Gun, which was extremely unfamiliar to the entire Shenzhou.

Could it be that there is such a big difference in strength between himself and Song Lonely?

Song Lonely had just stepped through the starry sky and jumped into the realm of fugue with one foot. His current realm should belong to the lower grade of the fugue.

Lu Xingkong belongs to the realm of the starry sky, even if it has the blessing of the Sumeru spear, it only belongs to the realm of the starry sky. Compared with the products in the starry sky and the products under the iQue, there is still a difference of one realm, two grades.

Cultivating the realm is like sailing against the current. The more you climb to the top, the more powerful the impact of the current becomes.

The higher you climb, the harder and harder it is to crack.

Song Lonely was already a top grade in the starry sky more than ten years ago, and was respected by the people of Tiandu as the 'Eye of the Starry Sky'. That is, below the starry sky, he is the first meaning.

However, what no one expected was that it would take more than ten years to leap from the starry sky to iQue.

What he didn't even expect was that the reason why he was able to break through the realm was because he was inspired by Li Muyang's breakthrough--------

At a glance, this is not a practice, not a sword technique, it can be called a 'miracle'.

The first shot disappeared so quietly, and Lu Xingkong was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and he was also unconvinced.

Could it be that the distance between himself and Song Lonely is so huge?

Lu Xingkong was not reconciled.

He couldn't give up either.

If he gave up at this time, Li Muyang, Lu Qingming, the entire Lu clan, and the thousand-year-old lifeline of the West Wind Empire who were sheltered behind him would die in Lanshan ----- be buried in the dust of history forever, right?

His body stood in mid-air, his gun in his right hand, and stabbed into the sky.

The spear in his hand turned into a silver wyvern and soared into the sky, boiling through the clouds, like a real divine dragon flying nine days away.

Call-------

The dragon's head fell from above the clouds, opened its bloody mouth and rushed in the direction where Song Lonely was.

He's not just an electric dragon, he's not just a head of light.

It's a real dragon.

The dragon hidden inside the black box.

He was summoned by Lu Xingkong, and then rushed towards Song Lonely.

Song Lonely still had his head tilted, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were as black as ink, and there was not a trace of whites in his eye sockets.

Inside his pupils, the silver dragon sprang at him again.

Sou------

In the midst of the darkness, a large golden hand suddenly appeared.

The big hand grabbed the neck of the dragon that rushed down, and then kept working hard with both hands, trying to break the dragon's neck.

"Whew----------"

The silver dragon's body struggled and twisted desperately, and its head was shaking wildly.

It wanted to break free from the grip of the invisible hand, to swoop down and swallow the diminutive head into its stomach.

However, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break free from that big golden hand.

The old man looked so thin, so short, but he had the power to move mountains and seas. Like a god, any species is so small in front of him, and any power is so weak in front of him.

It's an unsolvable force.

The slightest gap in the realm is like a world difference when fighting.

Song's lonely eyes closed and opened again.

Click-------

A crisp sound was heard.

The head of the giant dragon, which was pinned down by the golden giant palm, snapped into two with a click.

"Poof---------"

Swallowed by this energy, Lu Xing, who was flying in mid-air, spat out blood and staggered to the ground.