"This is the Franco-Italian seal?" Lu Jing looked at a fiery red mystical symbol in his mind, and could clearly feel a trace of the will to burn heaven and earth, and at the same time, a trace of information was fed back into his heart from the French and Italian imprints. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After receiving the feedback from the French-Italian imprint, Lu Jing understood the role of the French-Italian imprint.

The Franco-Italian seal has two main functions:

1. Instantaneous spells.

After condensing the imprint of the Dharma, when he casts the [Fire Luan Burning Heaven Technique] in the future, he can use it instantly, as long as his heart moves, he can cast it, eliminating the two steps of chanting the spell and pinching the spell, which is undoubtedly very advantageous when the monk is fighting, one step ahead, step by step, and the spell is faster than the opponent, you can force the opponent through fast-paced attacks, and even defeat the opponent before the opponent reacts.

2. Power amplification.

There are two sources of power required for monks above the fourth layer of the Dao to perform spells, one is the monk's own mana, and the other is the aura of the outside world, and the magic imprint can increase the absorption of the aura of the outside world by the spell, thereby increasing the power of the spell.

The Dharma-Italian imprint is also divided into three levels: small success, great success, and great perfection.

The Seal of Magic Intent can triple the power of a spell in Xiaocheng, six times in Dacheng, and ten times in Dacheng.

The Dharma and Meaning Seal that Lu Jing had condensed now was in the state of Xiaocheng, so when he cast the [Fire Luan Burning Heaven Technique], the power was three times that of usual.

"Boom!"

As soon as Lu Jing received the information from the Fayi Seal, he arranged it, and the multiple compound trap arrays used to trap the white-clothed monk had already been broken, and a water dragon with a thick face slammed towards him with teeth and claws.

"[Fire Luan Burning Heaven Technique]."

Lu Jing's eyes froze, and he immediately urged the French and Italian imprints that had just been condensed, and slapped his palm towards the water dragon, and a mysterious imprint flashed in his palm.

The next moment, the flame area rioted, and a noble fire luan rushed out of the flames, its wings spread out, more than thirty meters long, and the long tail feather behind it dragged the endless flames.

"Chirp!"

Huoluan roared, and the two ruby-like eyes revealed a will to burn heaven and earth, and the two huge wings fluttered, instantly bringing a storm of flames, and crashed towards the water dragon.

Boom, boom, suddenly, a vigorous water dragon and a noble fire luan fought in mid-air, the water dragon danced the wind and waves, and the fire luan reversed the flames, and the two sides turned the void into a world of water and fire.

After a while, the water dragon and the fire luan both dispersed, and both died together.

"What, you blocked my attack? How is this possible? ”

The whitefriar appeared on the wave of fire, looking at Lu Jing's gaze as if he was looking at a freak.

He was very uneasy in his heart, although the water dragon just now was only hit by him with a casual blow, but after all, he was a real person from the Purple Mansion, even if he hit it casually, it also had great power, and it was not something that the Dao Realm cultivator could resist at all.

Therefore, in his original thoughts, even if the kid on the other side was not killed by his blow, he would definitely be seriously injured.

However, the other party blocked his attack.

Of course, this was also because he didn't pay attention to the Dharma and Meaning imprint that appeared in Lu Jing's palm just now, otherwise, he would have understood the reason.

Lu Jing looked at the white-clothed monk, his face was very solemn, he knew deeply that the monk of the Entering Dao Realm could not be compared with the real person of Zifu no matter what, even if he condensed the seal of law and meaning, because the two were not at the same level at all, just like a child with a dagger, although the dagger was sharp, it was still difficult for the child to be the opponent of adults, therefore, his purpose had not changed, he was still trying to find a way to drag the white-clothed monk and buy time for himself to refine the fossils.

"Thousand Feather Array!"

"Blade Array!"

"Prison Spirit Array!"

Lu Jing frantically calculated the spatial position in his heart, and then hit hundreds of spars again.

Once again, he used the formation.

"You still want to use this trick against me?"

When the white-clothed monk saw that Lu Jing actually used the formation against him again, he was furious in his heart, he pinched the magic technique with one hand, and boom, a layer of waves rose from behind him, rising to the height of several floors, and then poured down, and the turbid waves rolled towards Lu Jing and drowned.

Cracking sound.

In mid-air, the formation that had just emerged was overwhelmed by the turbid waves.

However, Lu Jing didn't care, he pressed his palm under his body, urging the magic and meaning seal, and in an instant, the flames around his body surged, and in the flames, thousands of palm-sized fire luans emerged, one by one screaming and crashing towards the turbid waves, booming, large turbid waves, and they were actually scattered by a group of small fire luans.

"It can't be!"

The whitefriar exclaimed.

If the attack he had just made casually was dispersed by Lu Jing and only surprised him a little, then this time, he was really shocked.

He had already used twenty percent of his mana for the blow just now, and this level of attack was enough to kill any initiating monk, but what did he see now? His own attack actually broke through the Initiation I Realm kid on the opposite side again.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought it was a hallucination.

In fact, only Lu Jing knew in his heart that under normal circumstances, he would not be able to block the attack of the white-clothed monk just now, but this was the world of flames, and he used the French-Italian seal as a medium, with the help of the power of the flames here, which successfully blocked the attack of the white-clothed monk just now.

"Damn."

The white-clothed monk was really angry this time, as a true person of the Purple Mansion, he was blocked by a monk who entered the Dao one after another, if this was known to other fellow Daoists, what kind of face would he have?

His eyes were cold, and he was about to completely kill Lu Jing.

However, at this time, Lu Jing once again took the lead.

It's still a formation.

"Boy, I'm going to break you to pieces."

When the white-clothed monk saw that Lu Jing actually used the formation against him again, he felt a great humiliation in his heart, his breath was surging, and a rotating waterspout formed outside his body, and he stepped towards Lu Jing in one step, and the formation arranged by Lu Jing was turned upside down by the waterspout.

However, after all, it was enough to temporarily trap the whitefriars in it.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lu Jing urged the Dharma-Yi Seal to the fullest, and a huge fire luan that was more than fifty meters long rushed into the formation, slamming into the white-clothed monk with boundless flames.

"You actually condensed the French and Italian seals?"

The white-clothed monk's divine sense was horizontal, this time, his divine sense finally saw a shining Xuan'an mark on Lu Jingmei's heart through a crack in the formation, as a true person of the Purple Mansion, he naturally would not know what the magic and meaning mark was.

It's just that he has been a true person in the Purple Mansion for more than fifty years, and he hasn't condensed the imprint of the law and will, but Lu Jing is still a minor cultivator in the Dao realm, but he succeeded, how can he be embarrassed?

The white-clothed monk's face was slightly distorted, and there was a faint trace of jealousy in his heart, for some reason, he especially wanted to erase Lu Jing at this moment.

"Boom!"

The huge fire luan crashed into the waterspout outside the white-clothed monk's body, and the flames spread wildly into the waterspout with the will to burn heaven and earth.

At this time, the white-clothed monk snorted coldly, and a ray of light blue light suddenly bloomed on his body, and countless mysterious textures appeared in this light, and the Tao rhyme was pervasive, and there was a trace of mysterious and mysterious sound coming out of the light, which made people listen to it, like a morning bell and a dusk drum.

In silence, the pale blue light blasted away the raging flames.

"Purple Mansion Dawn?"

Lu Jing, who saw the light on the white-clothed monk's body through the formation, was extremely solemn in his eyes.

He learned from many classics of the Yin Demon Sect that in the process of the monk being promoted to the Purple Mansion and opening up the Purple Mansion, the mana would resonate with heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth dao patterns would be imprinted into the mana, so that the mana would undergo a qualitative transformation and turn into wisps of light, which was called the light of the Purple Mansion.

There are six colors of Purple Mansion Dawn, red, yellow, cyan, green, blue, and purple, and the six colors are not strong or weak, but the greater the potential of the monk before advancing to the Purple Mansion True Person, the more colors of the Dawn transformed by mana, and the more mysterious it is.

The whitefriar's Purple Mansion Dawn is just one color, which shows that his potential is only average among the true people of Purple Mansion.

However, even so, it was enough for Lu Jing to have a headache.

The Purple Mansion Dawn contains the Heaven and Earth Dao Pattern, which is extremely mysterious, whether it is used to attack or defend, the power is very great, and it is difficult to deal with.

However, Lu Jing naturally would not give up, and while speeding up the refining of the fire in the stone, he took out the purple blood sickle.

"Slash!"

Lu Jing threw this fourfold heavenly magic weapon and pinched the magic technique.

In an instant, the purple blood sickle turned into a purple snow shadow and slashed towards the white-clothed monk who had just broken out of the formation.

"Quadruple Heavenly Artifact?"

The white-clothed monk looked at the purple blood sickle whistling over, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart, what is the origin of the kid opposite, not only is the formation profound, but he also condenses the imprint of the law and intention at a young age, and he actually has a fourfold heavenly magic weapon.

You must know that he has been promoted to the Purple Mansion for more than fifty years, and he has not had a single quadruple heavenly magic weapon, and after running around for so many years, he has only raised half of the materials for refining the quadruple magic weapon.

Thinking like this, the greed in his eyes became even stronger, not to mention that the heaven-level spiritual fire around that kid was determined to be obtained, and even the treasures on Lu Jing's body, he was also worried about it.

"Go!"

The white-clothed monk slashed through the void with the purple mansion light, and in an instant, a palm-sized spirit dragon emerged, and with a whoosh, it slammed into the whistling purple blood sickle.

"Dang!"

The Purple Blood Scythe flew back upside down in an instant.

"Poof!"

Lu Jing's mind was connected to the purple blood sickle, and now that the purple blood sickle was knocked away by the spirit dragon, his heart was also traumatized, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Lu Jing vomiting blood, the white-clothed monk smiled coldly, his fingers outlined in the void, and another miniature spirit dragon appeared, shaking his head and tail and crashing towards Lu Jing.

Lu Jing's face changed slightly, and he grabbed the purple blood sickle that flew back upside down with one hand, and slapped the void with the other hand, urging the magic imprint again.

"Boom!"

A wall of fire burst up and blocked the spirit dragon.

"The Franco-Italian imprint is really powerful." The white-clothed monk looked at the burning wall of fire, exclaiming in his heart, but a sneer appeared on his face, only to see his fingertips hooked, and the spirit dragon in mid-air suddenly made a sharp turn, suddenly bypassing the wall of fire, and crashing straight into Lu Jing's head.

"Not good."

Lu Jing's face changed slightly, he never imagined that the spirit dragon was so flexible, this thing was condensed by the light of the purple mansion, and it was extremely powerful, he didn't dare to let it hit his body, otherwise he would die, so he raised the purple blood sickle with his hand and slashed it suddenly.

"Dang!"

With a roar, the purple blood sickle flew out directly from Lu Jing's hand, and Lu Jing's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.

"Boy, obediently admit defeat, and then hand over all the treasures and secret methods on your body, maybe I can be merciful and surround your life." The white-clothed monk sneered and pressed towards Lu Jing step by step.

"Damn, it's still a little bit, it's just that I can completely erase the remnants of the spirit of the fire in the stone, and when the time comes, the kitten can be liberated." Lu Jing gritted his teeth and looked at the white-clothed monk, thinking frantically in his heart about how to delay a little longer for a little longer.

"Brother Zhao, what's the benefit, you can't monopolize it alone."

Suddenly, a chuckle rang out, and a red-haired monk stepped out of the flames.

"Grandma is a bear, you two want to put aside our old Xin and divide up the treasures, but you don't want to."

Not long after, a golden light broke through the sky, and the great man of Angzang also appeared.

"Damn, I didn't expect to block that stinky boy for a while, so I let these two guys catch up." When the white-clothed monk saw the red-haired monk and the Angzang man appear, his heart sank.

And Lu Jing looked at the two monks who suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised, he couldn't deal with a real person in Zifu, and now that there are three, how can he deal with it? However, at this time, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he had a plan.