"Ding Kun and Shi Feipeng were actually killed......" Liu Shiyin stood on the top of a high pavilion, witnessing the scene of Ding Kun and Shi Feipeng being ruthlessly killed by Lu Jing, she was extremely shocked, she thought that Lu Jing was in a desperate situation, but she didn't expect Lu Jing to reverse the situation easily. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What she didn't expect was that Lu Jing actually dared to kill Shi Feipeng mercilessly under the persecution of the real people of the Purple Mansion, which was simply the face of the real people of the Purple Mansion who was naked in the Iron and Blood Gate.

Whether it is the status or strength of the Zifu real person, it is far from being comparable to the cultivators of the Dao Realm, Lu Jing offends a Zifu real person so much, isn't he afraid of death...... Or does Lu Jing have another backhand?

Liu Shiyin was very curious about how Lu Jing would deal with the Zifu real people of the Iron and Blood Gate.

"I just told you to stop, didn't you hear? Are you deaf? The gray-clothed old man was suspended in mid-air, and his face was grim and he roared at Lu Jing.

Although he is a real person in the Purple Mansion, his status in the Iron Blood is not low, but Shi Feipeng's identity is too special, Shi Feipeng is the grandson of Shi Jiuzhong, the current head of the Iron Blood Gate, Shi Jiuzhong has always doted on Shi Feipeng, if Shi Jiuzhong knew that Shi Feipeng was killed by outsiders in front of his eyes, it would be strange if Shi Jiuzhong did not pick his skin.

Shi Jiuzhong is a famous old tyrant in Tiannan, killing countless people, and his methods are extremely cruel and brutal, the gray-clothed old Taoist thought that he might be severely punished by the head Shi Jiuzhong, and his heart shuddered, and at the same time he was even more annoyed with Lu Jing, if Lu Jing had stopped after hearing his words just now, Shi Feipeng would not have died.

"Hmph, although I respect you as a senior, but what you say is too ridiculous, if you ask me to stop, I'll stop? Why? Is it only Shi Feipeng allowed to kill me, not me? Lu Jing looked at the gray-clothed old man in mid-air without fear.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I don't know how thick the sky is, follow me back to the Iron and Blood Gate to atone for my sins."

The gray-clothed old man saw that Lu Jing, a small Zifu real person, actually refuted himself without fear, and then thought that Lu Jing didn't listen to his persuasion just now and forcibly killed Shi Feipeng, his heart suddenly became angry.

His heart was slightly cold, Shi Feipeng's death was irreparable, so he had to capture Lu Jing into the Iron Blood Gate and let the door master vent his anger, so as to alleviate his guilt.

The gray-clothed old man's palm reached down, and a blood-colored hand transformed into mana grabbed Lu Jing.

In Lu Jing's eyes, the blood-colored big hand seemed to be infinitely big, covering the heavens and the earth, and an endless sense of oppression permeated from the big hand.

Lu Jing's eyes narrowed, and he knew in his heart that the big hand was actually not that big, but after fusing the general trend of heaven and earth, it gave people an illusion.

"The general trend of heaven and earth...... I have that too. Lu Jing's face was solemn, this was the first time he faced the Zifu Zhenren in his heyday, he took a deep breath, and his divine consciousness instantly surged out of his brain like a tide, and a majestic momentum erupted from his body.

The momentum that erupted from his body offset the general trend of heaven and earth on the gray-clothed old man's body, and the palm that covered the sky and the sun also turned into a blood palm the size of a normal palm, and Lu Jing's figure just flickered, and he dodged the capture of the blood palm.

"What? How could he also be able to mobilize the general trend of heaven and earth, could it be that he had transformed into a divine sense? ”

The gray-clothed old man sensed the majestic momentum on Lu Jing's body, and his face showed a look of emotion.

Although the divine consciousness does not say that only the promotion of the Purple Mansion can be transformed, but there are too few people who can have divine consciousness in the realm of entering the Dao realm, at least the iron-blooded gate where he is located has not produced one since ancient times.

Liu Shiyin, who was at the top of the attic, was also shocked in her heart, Lu Jing actually transformed into a divine sense, and she didn't know what to say in her heart.

"Perhaps, Ning Wuqian has an opponent......"

Liu Shiyin muttered to herself.

She had seen Ning Wuji's demon with her own eyes, it was not comparable to the same generation at all, the talent and combat power far beyond the same generation could only make people desperate, so she had always thought that Ning Wujian was the only Tianjiao in the generation of Tiannan Domain, even if she saw Lu Jing kill Ding Kun and Shi Feipeng just now, the thoughts in her heart did not change in the slightest, she did not think that Lu Jing was qualified to become Ning Wujian's opponent.

However, now that she found that Lu Jing had actually transformed into a divine consciousness in advance, the thoughts in her heart were shaken.

Ning Wujian is indeed evil, but what about Lu Jing?

Lu Jing, who has divine sense, is equivalent to controlling the power of a part of the Zifu real people in advance, compared to Ning Wujian like this, who is stronger, Liu Shiyin can't be sure in his heart.

"I didn't expect you to transform into a divine sense, worthy of being a disciple of that person, and I have to admire your talent...... However, geniuses tend to die more easily, and the better you are, the more I can't keep you. ”

The gray-clothed old man said in a deep voice, his dim eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

The Iron Demon Sect and the True One Sect are allies, and the Yin Demon Sect and the True One Sect are mortal enemies, therefore, in a certain way, the Yin Demon Sect is also the enemy of the Iron Blood Sect, so the better the disciples of the Yin Demon Sect, the more unfavorable it is to the Iron Blood Sect.

Therefore, the gray-clothed old dao has now made up his mind to completely wipe out Lu Jing before he grows up, even if it may anger the Yin Demon Sect, he will not hesitate to do so.

Lu Jing felt the killing intent of the gray-clothed old man towards him, and smiled coldly: "I want to see how you wipe me out." After speaking, the two red lightning thunder wings behind him fanned, and his body turned into an afterimage, killing the gray-clothed old man.

[Kwai Water Divine Thunder] Lu Jing had used it when dealing with Su Zhen of the True Sect, and knew that just Xiao Cheng's lightning mark could not deal with the real people of Zifu, so as soon as he made a move, he used a hole card.

In the void, a mysterious imprint symbol emerged, the rolling heaven and earth aura poured into the imprint, the temperature of the void was rising sharply, and a flame appeared in the void, and the next moment, a clear and clear sound sounded, and the mysterious imprint turned into a terrifying fire luan nearly 100 meters long, pale yellow flames, like seawater, filled the void.

Lu Jing urged the Huoluan imprint with all his might, and the majestic and domineering giant Huoluan's eyes revealed the will to burn the heavens and the earth, the two huge wings opened, and the flames swept the sky, and the rainwater that was falling on the entire street was all evaporated in an instant.

Under the firelight, an enchantment that covered the entire long street emerged, and it was this enchantment that isolated the situation inside, otherwise, the huge fluctuations emitted by the fire luan would have already alarmed the entire Cloud Desolate City.

Needless to say, I also know that this enchantment must have been arranged by the Iron and Blood Gate to cover the movement.

"Boom!"

With Lu Jing's finger, the fire luan was wrapped in overwhelming flames and swept towards the gray-clothed old road, the endless flames raged like a tide, and the street below turned into a raging river of fire.

"Dacheng's French-Italian imprint!"

The gray-clothed old man, looking at the tyrannical Huoluan, his face changed again, with his eyes, he naturally found that Lu Jing's Huoluan imprint had been completed, which made him very apprehensive, he worked hard for nearly a hundred years, coupled with the countless resources of the Iron and Blood Gate, and only comprehended a Fayi imprint to the greatest completion, Lu Jing only entered the Dao realm, and in terms of the comprehension of the Fayi imprint, he was already at the same level as him, which made him embarrassed?

"This son must not be allowed to grow, otherwise it will be a great disaster in the future...... It is enough for the Yin Demon Sect to have one Zhu Red Tear, and there must be no second one. ”

The murderous intent in the gray-clothed old man's heart became even stronger, and he flipped his palm, and a French and Italian imprint also appeared in his palm.

"Boom!"

A blood-colored treasure mountain descended from the sky, blooming with immeasurable blood light, and blasted towards Huoluan.

Huoluan set off a storm of flames, spread its wings, and slashed towards the blood-colored treasure mountain.

This battle was fierce, as if two ancient beasts were colliding, and the roar resounded throughout the long street, and the light of fire and blood filled every inch of space.

At the beginning, Huoluan could barely compete with the Scarlet Treasure Mountain, but when a trace of three-color light bloomed on the Scarlet Treasure Mountain, Huoluan began to retreat one after another, and in the end, it was completely scattered by the Scarlet Treasure Mountain.

"Purple Mansion Dawn!"

It was not the first time Lu Jing had seen the Purple Mansion Dawn, and the more times he saw it, the clearer he understood the power of the Purple Mansion Dawn.

The depth of his mana may be comparable to that of the newly promoted Zifu Zhenren, but in terms of power, it is still far from the mana of the Zifu Zhenren, because his mana does not have the Zifu Dawn that is unique to the Zifu Zhenren.

"Today, I will let you recognize a fact, no matter how demonic your talent is and how many mystical Dao methods you have comprehended, as long as you still enter the Dao realm, you are not qualified to compete with the real people of Zifu."

The gray-clothed old man sneered, urging the blood-colored treasure mountain to suppress Lu Jing.

This blood-colored treasure mountain seemed to have a thousand pounds, pressing and exploding layer by layer of air, forming layers of air waves.

Lu Jing felt a huge pressure under the suppression of the Scarlet Treasure Mountain, he had the illusion that his blood vessels were about to explode, and a drop of sweat flowed down his cheeks, and he felt that if he didn't fight back, he would probably die on the spot.

"Primal Immortal Sun!"

A round of golden immortal sun suddenly appeared behind Lu Jing's head, sacred and noble, and endless golden light shone.

The downward trend of the blood-colored treasure mountain suddenly paused slightly.

Zizizi, visible to the naked eye, the blood light that permeated around the blood-colored treasure mountain, after being illuminated by the golden light bursting out of the golden fairy sun, was dissolving layer by layer.

"It can actually dissolve my mana, what kind of Dao technique is this?"

The gray-clothed old man looked at the Taichu Xianyang behind Lu Jing's head, and was shocked in his heart, it stands to reason that the quality of Lu Jing's mana is definitely not comparable to him, a real person in the Purple Mansion, even if he wants to dissolve mana, it should be his mana to dissolve Lu Jing's mana, but now there is a scene that is difficult for him to understand.

"Hmph, although I don't know what powerful Dao techniques you have cultivated, you are still going to die."

The gray-clothed old man snorted coldly, and pressed his palm down.

In an instant, a layer of three-colored light spread out on the periphery of the blood-colored treasure mountain.

The golden light shines on the three-color twilight, although the three-color twilight can still be dissolved, but the ablation speed is countless times slower, slower than the tortoise, and the blood-colored treasure mountain sinks again.

"No, although the Taichu Immortal Yang is powerful, it doesn't have the strength to let me fight beyond the level."

Lu Jing's face was slightly gloomy, he now knew that he was still not the opponent of Zifu Zhenren, and he also had a general understanding of the limit of his strength, so he didn't hesitate anymore, flipped his palm, took out the Taiyin Battle Flag, and then waved it fiercely, and with a bang, a Taiyin divine light blasted out.

The blood-colored treasure mountain was immediately blasted up by the Taiyin Divine Light.

"Don't leave now, wait when."

After flying the blood-colored treasure mountain, Lu Jing's figure retreated directly, and a five-colored lotus platform appeared under his feet, and with the blessing of the five-colored lotus platform and the red lightning thunder wing, he flew sideways to the end of the long street in an instant.

"How is this possible......"

The gray-clothed old man saw that the blood-colored treasure mountain that he had suppressed with his mana was actually blown up by Lu Jing, and he was stunned for a while, as if he couldn't accept this fact, and even Lu Jing forgot to track it when he escaped.

Seeing that the gray-clothed old dao did not chase after him, Lu Jingchang breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't seem to fall much behind just now, but in fact, he was basically defeated, because he almost tried his best, and the successive use of the Huoluan Mark, Taichu Immortal Yang, and Taiyin Battle Banner also consumed more than half of his mana, while the gray-clothed old mana barely consumed much, as long as he continued to fight, he had no second result except death.

Therefore, he seized the opportunity to escape.

Looking at the enchantment in front of him, Lu Jing was about to step out, as long as he got out of this enchantment, he would almost be safe, after getting out of the enchantment, as long as he made a little big move, it would alarm the monks in the Cloud Wilderness City, and Zhao Yinyang would definitely rush over to help him at that time, with Zhao Yinyang here, the real sect and the Iron Blood Gate would definitely not dare to blatantly trouble him.

It's just that just when Lu Jing was about to leave the enchantment, his face suddenly froze.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe and carrying a sword box blocked his way out.

"A real person from the real one!"

While Lu Jing was bitter in his heart, there was also a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.