The Breath Gathering Pill dissolved in his mouth, turning into a warm current and spreading all over his body, but it did not play a role in the slightest breath - Lu Qiming instantly understood that this was an auxiliary type of pill, and it had to have a corresponding breath collection technique to take effect, and how did he know what the breath collection technique was?!

Lu Qiming showed a wry smile -- he knew that the Danfang given to him by the black shadow would not be so easy; otherwise, why bother? Just go straight to save him -- but if you toss like this, you won't be afraid that you will end up with "no people and money"?

At this moment, he really "did his best" to the extreme, and he didn't have any reservations, but what more seconds could he get? Lu Qiming only felt a little distracted for a while.

Strange to say, although he has lived in this land mansion since he was a child, it is difficult for people and things to get into his heart, even if he is often in the center of the whirlpool, and when he looks at those disputes, it is no different from looking at the scenery of mountains and rivers - only when he is tired of it, it is difficult to get angry because of it.

His grandfather always scolded him for being too "born", but rather that he was lazy, and everything he did was like a pleasure in the mountains. Thinking about it like this, he has actually seen a lot of mountains and rivers, but the scenery there at dusk is the most suitable for him, and the Yupan Lane in Guangyang City is also good and lively.

Thinking of this, Lu Qiming suddenly said that it was really not appropriate to return to the spirit at this time.

Smiling, Lu Qiming raised his eyes to look at the sky, and said silently and flatly: "It's time." ”

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No matter how perfect the separation, it can't last forever.

After a while, the three phantoms blurred at the same time, and Lu Xuantong condescendingly looked at Lu Qiming, glanced at him, and saw his physical state thoroughly at this time.

Lu Xuantong only waved away a palm at will, not even bringing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, he felt that he didn't have to wait for the result any longer, and turned around to go back.

Seeing this scene, many people watching from a distance finally breathed a sigh of relief--if even Da Zhou Tian couldn't kill Lu Qiming, then they might have to doubt the meaning of cultivation; only such a result made sense.

However, even if they didn't want Lu Qiming to live, they couldn't help but be impressed in their hearts at this moment - at the age of sixteen, they spent half an hour against the big Zhou Tian at the beginning of the Little Zhou Tian;

However, they saw Lu Xuantong suddenly turn around, and his face was shocked.

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Self-aware.

Lu Qiming had already ignited the medicinal power of the Tiancheng Treasure Pill, and the "Little Inner Armor" was exhausted at this time, and his extremely bad physical strength suddenly appeared in its original form; coupled with countless internal and external injuries, he was now like a cracked glass bottle, which would not be broken, and he couldn't even use internal force, let alone use magic weapons such as the Youquan Mirror.

Lu Xuantong only used the strength of Xiao Zhou Tian's middle level, not to support the big, but to be nine out of ten.

Lu Qiming sighed silently.

The next moment, he froze, and he looked down at the palm of his right hand.

A little light grows in the palm of your hand.

Just the most beautiful red in heaven and earth, as soon as it flashed, the extremely high temperature distorted and deformed the air, and Lu Qiming only felt warm.

He stared intently at the totem imprint of the light flowing in his palm, realized in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "Mother......"

He couldn't help but raise his hand—

The red light in the palm was still in the palm but not yet released, and the rushing killing move was annihilated in an instant!

The points of light are getting brighter and brighter.

Lu Xuantong turned his head suddenly, and the alarm suddenly rose - in Lu Qiming's body, he actually sensed an extremely strong deadly threat!

The unimaginable terrifying momentum descended in an instant, and the four directions of the world were eclipsed.

Lu Xuantong let out a long roar, his body retreated for several miles, and his whole body cultivation was mobilized to the extreme in an instant, and he pushed out a palm with all his might-

There is a phoenix phantom out of the fire, extremely light, spreading its wings above the nine heavens, with a clear sound!

What a powerful blow from Da Zhou Tian's Bi Li, and the phoenix only glanced at it, and Lu Xuantong's palm shook and scattered!

The phoenix flapped its wings to protect Lu Qiming in the center, and his fall stopped. Lu Qiming sensed the extremely familiar aura around him, only to feel that the emotions in his chest rose and fell like a tide, and he was speechless for a while.

There was some kind of strange connection in the darkness, which made Lu Qiming look at the infinite distance in the west--it was there!

However, Lu Qiming didn't have time to think about it--an invincible will suddenly pressed down in the air--the phoenix phantom was short--that will was definitely aimed at the phoenix phantom!

Bang!

Lu Qiming's heart seemed to be clenched tightly, but not because of himself. He only felt a panic so strong that it was heartbreaking, and his heart was surging. He gasped for air.

How could he not understand that such emotions came from his mother?

The phoenix phantom flickered and flickered, struggling, and finally turned into a ray of light and returned to Lu Qiming's palm; but at this moment, Lu Qiming didn't think about his mother's inability to help him, and only hated that he had the heart to give up before -- how hateful is this?

How could he die? He couldn't die anyway!

His mother was still waiting for him.

The Mirror of the Hidden Spring-

At one point, he broke through some strange barrier—the Mirror of the Hidden Spring seemed to become a part of his body, and thousands of secret patterns swirled around his mind—and he pinched a trick with both hands.

At the same time, the mirror surface of the Youquan mirror bloomed with a cold light, rising against the storm.

In the next moment, Lu Xuantong's palm force was connected with it, but there were no more ripples, this time, the Youquan Mirror was a real mirror.

Mirror main reflection.

The surging palm power attacked Lu Xuantong without warning.

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