The sound of the sword roaring was like a dragon's roar, the sound of the ice breaking was like a light hit on Mingyu, and the thick ice wall rose in an instant, but it was extinguished in an instant when the three divine swords took off.

The ice wall under the Excalibur shattered with a blow, and the entire ice and snow world fell apart with it, and the three Excalibur roared, and the terrifying sword aura was as cold as winter.

Long Yuzhen's eyes under the plum blossom mask lit up, and a small word "respect" appeared on his forehead at the last moment.

The three divine swords shook the Zun character seal, the space outside the dragon language real body suddenly cracked, the cold and powerful sword qi pressed down, and the "Zun" word seal continued to enlarge, and the aura that had been frozen spread out again, and the breath of destruction filled thousands of miles;

Yu Jiaonu and Ming Yu Gongzi had already retreated ten miles away, and the aura of destruction was getting bigger and bigger, Lu Hong had a sword plan for each other, so as not to be affected, but Long Yu was really in the center of that breath, and had to retreat.

As soon as she retreated, the three divine swords followed, although the sword qi that could cut everything had been consumed a lot by the Zunzi Seal, but it was still strong under the residual power; when Long Yuzhen turned sideways, the three sword qi flew by the Zunzi Seal in shock, and a drop of blood fell down.

Long Yu really had a shallow blood mark on his forehead.

Where the Excalibur sword passed, the ground was covered with frost, three mountains were immediately frozen in ice, and one mountain was completely destroyed by the sword soul of Excalibur.

Mei Yuqing's figure disappeared, and the figure of the Sword Star Twins also became a little fainter, but the two divine swords were still churning like dragons.

Long Yuzhen's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and the three swords just now really hurt her.

It was nothing to be injured by the Sword Star Twins, but when the three swords were related to Lu Hong, everything was different.

Lu Hong is just a junior, his cultivation has just broken into the transformation realm, and he is insignificant in the eyes of the masters above the immortal realm, so at the moment when that drop of blood falls, the situation between the two can only be endless.

The Lord of the God of Wealth Pavilion can be defeated by the Lord of the Opera City, and he can be injured by the Sword Star Twins, but he must not be injured in the hands of a junior.

With a little finger, another venerable character seal emerged, and the domain gate slowly appeared behind Long Yuzhen, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, and the ten-mile cold river revealed the tip of the iceberg, and she was determined to kill this junior who dared to offend her majesty.

Lu Hong also pinched the trick again, preparing to unlock the deeper seal of the Thunder Sword Sea.

At this moment, the clinker suddenly appeared in the altar of the five immortals of the Wu clan, and the large array outside the altar quietly collapsed, and the holy light suddenly illuminated the night, showing a strange scene of illuminating the earth and protecting the mountains and rivers.

There is no great coercion, there is no momentum that makes people breathless, there is only a strange charm that seems to be integrated with heaven and earth, where the holy light shines, the young shoots of flowers break through the soil, the plants and trees sprout, the ice and snow disappear, everything is thriving, and everything is full of vitality.

The holy breath swept through like a monsoon, it was the unique breath of a Dao Saint, and for a while, even Lu Hong could no longer detect the slightest breath of the Heaven Devouring Old Demon.

The figure in the holy light was not stained with a trace of dirt, there was no trace of demonic energy, and the holy image was solemn, as inviolable as a blooming golden lotus.

At that moment, the Confucian disciples in the Wu clan no longer had a trace of suspicion, and even Yan Wufang frowned.

There were no expected compliments, no kneeling scenes, and there was silence among the witches, and everyone looked at the giant shadow with a sense of reverence from the bottom of their hearts.

"Eternal seclusion, the rest of the dream is barren, after a long time, the old man has returned to the great wilderness",

Under the reverent gaze of everyone, the huge figure slowly stepped down from the altar, and the grand voice also spread, listening to the ears of people like a flood of bells, hitting the heart.

There was no longer the slightest breath of the old demon on his body, and the grand and desolate voice was full of the afterglow of the passage of time and the desolation of a dream.

"Thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life, several times the stars have shifted, but it is another troubled era, ghosts and gods have no eyes, smeared with poison, sigh that my people are in a thousand disasters, and finally the aftermath is not over, today the old man is in place, and he is bound to return to the world a bright future, the God of Wealth Pavilion Master, can you go to the East with the old man to destroy the limbs and ghosts?",

The sage's words were desolate, but at the end, he changed his words, and he wanted to join forces with the God of Wealth Pavilion Master to face the limb ghost, this sudden change made Lu Hong stunned, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the huge figure.

He could no longer see Yan Lingshuang's face clearly, and the entire person of the saint who came back was shrouded in holy light, as if mortals were not qualified to look at his figure at all.

Yan Wufang also frowned, he and Lu Hong would never have thought that the Heaven Devouring Old Demon who had encroached on the saint's body not only did not set off a monstrous blood disaster, but also invited the owner of the God of Wealth Pavilion to face the limb ghost together.

But when did the Lord of the God of Wealth Pavilion arrive?

Where is Zhuang Jiang at this time?

No one answered his question, and the cheers around him quickly drowned out his thoughts.

"Please sage take a shot, and return me to Shenzhou",

"The land of China has undergone several changes, but it is prosperous, the people are suffering, dying, and the people are suffering, only my Confucian saint can save the lives of the people of Li and save the people of Li from fire and water",

"Now that my Confucian saint has returned to his position, what is the mere limb ghost?

"Destroy the limb ghosts, rectify the discipline, and open the prosperous era of a thousand autumns",

"Destroy the limb ghosts, rectify the discipline, and open the prosperous era of a thousand autumns",

......

The voices from Confucianism grew louder and more enthusiastic.

Long Yuzhen sneered, his eyes crossed Lu Hong's face like a blade, but he stepped forward lightly, and gave a salute to the sage: "This seat is here to welcome the predecessors to return to the position, the limb ghost is poisoned by the common people, the world is not tolerated, Confucianism has always been orthodox for the world, with great wishes, it is the manifestation of governing the country and the country, and my God of Wealth Pavilion is also based on the concept of 'unification of the country and the world', this time I can join forces with the predecessors to wipe out the limb ghosts, and open an unprecedented prosperous era in Shenzhou, and the younger generation is very honored."

In the blink of an eye, her every move, word and deed was moving towards Confucianism, and Lu Hong only felt that what was standing in front of him at this moment was no longer the painstaking and unfathomable God of Wealth Pavilion Master, but a pillar of the righteous path who worried about the country and the people.

But in her heart, she couldn't figure out the changes in this, and the situation of the reincarnation of the saint that she had spent twenty years laying out became more and more a mystery, and she only faintly felt that the three mountains and four seas, the nine shadows and ten categories had become chess pieces in her hands that could be manipulated at will.

His eyes grew colder.

"Long Yuzhen, what exactly do you want to do?",