Lu Jing's eyes were clear, and wisps of qi and blood lingered around him, and there was a trace of vitality integrated into his eyes.

The fate of the Dou Xing Officer was triggered, and seven stars were faintly reflected in Lu Jing's eyes.

He stared at the spear-wielding general and the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armorers in the river, and there was still a little bit of Lu Jing's extremely familiar aura on those eight hundred Xuan Ice Armorers.

"About...... The breath left behind by the Seven Princes' heavy pupils. ”

Lu Jing stood in front of Nanhe Rain.

Luo Shubai stood not far away, looking at Nan Heyu.

He didn't persuade Nan Heyu to leave, but the seven-foot jade was wrapped with sword qi.

This young master of Yuxing Island had no other thoughts in his heart.

In his life, the most cherished person in his heart, except for the great master of kendo who is also a teacher and mother, is only Nan Heyu.

Yuxing Island was empty, and for many years before, Luo Shubai was just playing alone, running before the waves, and he always felt a little lonely in his heart.

Until Nan Heyu also came to Yuxing Island, Luo Shubai became a senior brother, and Nan Heyu became the junior sister that Luo Shubai wanted to protect, which was mixed with many complicated matters.

Until Lu Jing appeared, those complex thoughts were buried in Luo Shubai's heart, and what could remain unchanged forever was...... Nan Heyu is still his junior sister, and she is still one of Luo Shubai's most cherished people.

"Senior sister wants to help Mr. Lu Jing, so I will naturally help her...... It's just that after the battle of Changliu City, my junior sister and I really didn't have the strength to stop it in front of that five-fold general and the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armor soldiers. ”

"Whether you can get out of the robbery this time depends on Mr. Lu Jing himself."

Luo Shubai clenched the hilt of the seven-foot jade sword, and there was firmness in his soft gaze.

When the rest of the powerhouses heard Lu Jing's words, some of them thought for a moment, then saluted Lu Jing and turned to leave.

The white ape on the severed head mountain tried to get up, but the wounds on his body became more and more hideous, leaving wisps of blood.

Lu Jing turned his head and shook his head lightly at the white ape, with some doubts in his eyes.

This white ape saw Lu Jing slashing the dragon and came to this burial dragon city, and met Lu Jing in Pingshui.

Now, a strong man with a gun in front of him and eight hundred Xuan Ice Armor Warriors, this white ape still does not plan to leave, but wants to protect Lu Jing......

This surprised Lu Jing.

Nan Heyu lowered her head and looked at Lu Jing's back, she also heard Lu Jing's words, but she didn't plan to leave.

"This burial dragon city is a hundred miles away, there are so many pairs of eyes, so many divine thoughts, I don't believe that I came to the front, this eight hundred Xuan Ice Armor Warriors in the Su Mansion dare to kill me."

Nan Heyu pursed his lips, Qianxiushui lit up with a faint light, but it was a little dull compared to before, and the vitality pouring into Qianxiushui was also intermittent, far from being the word full.

She was about to say something.

The sound of horses' hooves came from the night, and he came to Lu Jing's side, and the horse's head rubbed against Lu Jing's chest.

Lu Jing nodded towards Zhaoye, and then looked at the river.

"Pass a hundred levels, see the people who come clearly, and see all kinds of ghosts and ghosts."

Lu Jing stared coldly at the gun-wielding general in the river, and suddenly grinned.

"Are you the second leader of the Huai Gang, Yuan Qishou?"

Bang!

The wind hunted, urging Yuan Qishou to have a black coat on his body.

The silver spear in his hand burst out with a soaring blood in this instant!

The terrible power is like a stormy wave that brings sand and rocks, and there are thunders and winds.

"Spirit Officer hands over the gun!"

A general trend of martial arts, bringing guns like fire, but also bringing out the surging spirit of martial arts.

"Feed the soldiers with fire, don't keep your hands for the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armorers!"

"Kill Lu Jing!"

"Lu Jing will definitely die today!"

Yuan Qi's first spear was like thunder, and his spirit officer's method of handing the spear was full of turbulent momentum, not only with a hundred changes, but also with the momentum of the gods dropping the spear, bringing up thousands of smoke and dust, almost turning into an aurora, stabbing towards Lu Jing.

"Mr. Lu Jing, be careful!"

Nan Heyu was just about to make a move.

The vitality in the sky is moving, and the vitality of the Tao Dao is like pen and ink, appearing in heaven and earth.

The pen and ink are like walking dragons, swaying wantonly, bringing up the mountains and ravines.

The mountains and ravines fell into the city, and they were locked in the divine thoughts of Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai.

In the midst of smoke and dust, the vitality was exhausted, and the two people of Yuxing Island, who were depressed, were locked by the pen and ink of the mountains and thousands of ravines, and they suddenly felt that there was a piece of smoke and sand in front of them, and they could no longer see a real one.

Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai were startled, and just wanted to set up the sword light, but for some reason, the vitality controlled by the Yuan Shen became thinner and thinner, and the Qianqiu Water and the seven-foot jade tool also returned to calm.

In the mountains and ravines, the vitality of pen and ink flowed, a Dapeng rushed out of the dust, Dapeng claws grabbed in the air, pinched up a burst of vitality, and controlled Nanhe Yu and Luo Shubai, and brought the two of them to the sky in the air.

And on the back of that Dapeng, the young scholar of Qi State looked helpless, holding a dragon pen in his hand, the pen and ink moved lightly, and the unbridled words were like the tide of the ocean, and they were also like supernatural powers......

Or...... This dragon brushwork from the world's best pen and ink is itself an unpredictable mysterious!

Qi Hanzhang was reluctant to make a move, but he had to make a move!

Because of this, this young scholar of Qi State, who is still less than thirty, has the luck of his pen and ink, rolls up the waves of vitality, locks Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai, and makes it impossible for them to interfere in this matter.

The white ape of the Severed Head Mountain had already struggled to stand up, and when he raised his sledgehammer and mad knife, there was a strand of hair in the blood mist.

There are wisps of blood on the hair.

The qi and blood are not vast or thick, but they are elusive and sharp.

A wisp of blood suddenly bloomed on the white ape's body.

"Hair strands? Qi Guotong Cultivation Banquet? ”

The white ape roared angrily, and blood flowed from his body.

Since Lu Jingdao broke the identity of Yuan Qishou, Yuan Qishou drew his gun in an instant, and the hooves of the eight hundred Xuanbing armorers surged, but in the blink of an eye, there was Qi Hanzhang, the young scholar of Qi State, and the Tong Xiu Banquet of the Python Cloth Mink Temple to shoot together.

"On the mountain in the distance, there is a person who carries a big banner and plots against him."

Under Lu Jingdou's fate, his thoughts became infinitely clear, and everywhere his eyes passed, everything seemed to become quite slow.

Yuan Qi's first shot was like fire!

The eight hundred Xuan Ice Armorers wore masks on their heads, and their bodies were full of murderous aura, and the storm surged again in this burial dragon city.

With a single charge, these elite armorers could easily crush the ruins of the Dragon City.

Yuan Qi's spear struck, with a killing intent in his eyes.

Sitting on Dapeng's back, Qi Hanzhang had helplessness and pity in his eyes.

The strange Qi State Python Cloth Mink Temple Tong Xiu Yan was pale, male and female, and his slightly narrowed eyes were full of raging killing intent.

"A young man's long hair, if it can be refined into the hair strands, it will have the true mercy of heaven and earth."

Tong Xiuyan did not hide the greed in his eyes, and his slender hair disappeared in the sky, cutting the white ape of Broken Head Mountain.

The white ape was cut by the strands of hair, and the strong strength of the strands of the hair was snatched away, and it was thrown several miles away.

After the white ape landed, he wanted to get up, but at this moment, his movements suddenly froze, and his body also slumped.

The children's feast swept the hair strands.

Under the order of the Dou Xing Official, Lu Jing's eyes clearly saw that there were many hairs dancing between the ten fingers of Tong Xiuyan, and each strand of hair stretched out and turned into tens of millions.

Tight for a moment.

Lu Jing had an extra net in front of him.

"Capture the net!"

"In this snare, flesh and blood are like shreds, and bones become like grinding powder, without the slightest pain."

Tong Xiu Banquet set up a net, wanting to roll Lu Jing into meat foam!

Killings are frequent!

Nan Heyu and Luo Shubai were coerced away by Qi Hanzhang's dragon brushwork.

Standing side by side with Monk Shenxiu, he turned his head to look at Lu Jing in the distance, and he still felt a little pity in his heart......

"It's a pity that I didn't kill him myself."

The Buddha thought so in his heart.

At this moment, Monk Lian'e sighed with a little pity.

"Buddha, you have entered the evil path, raised demons but don't know it, and think that you still abide by the method of killing the body with angry eyes.

The angry eye King Kong does not hold the killing ring, and the evil result of killing will become a demon, but it is a pity that Lu Jing is the ......"

Monk Shenxiu sat cross-legged, his brown robes covering his legs...... This young Jokhang Temple Buddha emitted a faint light.

At this moment, the sun has set, and the stars are shining on the Shenxiu monk, making the Shenxiu monk appear more and more holy.

"Lord Lu Jing...... Exhausted. Monk Chenghui, who was standing next to Monk Shenxiu, suddenly had such a thought in his heart.

"Senior brother, do you want to send Lord Lu Jing to the west?"

It was at this moment that many people had their own thoughts and thoughts.

The dry river was three miles away from Lu Jing.

But when Yuan Qishou and the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armorers urged their qi and blood, they rolled in with violent power.

But in the blink of an eye, it has come to the land of land and scenery.

But just as Cheng Hui thought in his heart, Lu Jing's qi and blood were sluggish, his Yuan Shen was dim, and he had exhausted his strength, how could he withstand the supernatural killing of Yuan Qi, the second leader of the Huai Gang, and the Tong Xiu Banquet of the Qi State Python Yimink Temple!

Mortal!

Undoubtedly!

The belief of lore lingered in Yuan Qishou's heart.

Tong Xiuyan also planned to braid Lu Jing's long hair and practice it into the process of snatching the hair strands.

But at this time...... When a wisp of smoke cleared, the white light flashed.

A huge dragon ball suddenly flew out of the sky!

The dragon ball shone with brilliant brilliance, mixed with a thick blood mist, and the heaven and earth in the distance.

"It's that old dragon with broken feet, and he also wanted to prolong his life with the blood sacrifice formation."

Lu Jing's eyes were cold.

The huge dragon ball that flew up was the dragon ball of the old dragon with a broken foot.

There was even a faint sword aura and a phantom shadow on the dragon ball.

The sword qi is like a light, and it is also mixed with Haoran righteousness, which has the meaning of "stirring up the cold of Zhou Tian".

And the phantom that looms and is about to disperse is the ...... Pen and ink Kunpeng!

Here and now.

Pen and ink Kunpeng is opening his big mouth and biting the dragon ball of the old dragon.

When Yuan Qishou and Tong Xiuyan saw this scene, they couldn't help but flash a trace of ...... Doubt.

But then, under the reflection of the dragon ball white light, standing in front of the dragon bone plaque, Lu Jing's figure became clear.

But I saw that Lu Jing had already struggled to pull away the Falling Dragon Bow!

The longbow is not a full moon, and with Lu Jing's current strength, he can only pull it apart.

And on the bow of the falling dragon, it is a dragon's tooth.

The dragon's teeth are shining, crystal clear and brilliant.

Lu Jing...... What do you want to do? ”

Yuan Qi's pupils shrank, and Tong Xiuyan suddenly remembered something.

Boom!

An inexplicable fluctuation came, and the dragon teeth on the falling dragon bow flew away, bursting out with dazzling light.

The dragon's teeth broke off the bow, and the night had galloped, Lu Jing only turned over on the horse in an instant, and the night spread the horse's legs and galloped in the opposite direction.

Click......

From the roar of the wind, the thunder bursting, the horse's hooves surging, the blood and the wind and waves passing by, and the operation of the supernatural powers, there was a crisp sound.

But seeing that the remaining sword qi on the dragon ball suddenly erupted, the Kunpeng phantom also bit down, and suddenly threw the dragon ball extremely far away, hanging not far from Yuan Qishou and the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armorers.

At this point, the Kunpeng phantom finally dissipated completely.

The dragon teeth shot from the dragon bow finally landed on the dragon balls......

"Lu Jing!"

It all happened so fast, but in the blink of an eye.

Yuan Qishou was also like a child's cultivation banquet, and he noticed Lu Jing's picture.

"Why Can You Shoot ......?"

Thundered!

Yuan Qi's first voice did not fall.

The vitality in the void of heaven and earth suddenly collapsed, and then it was engulfed by a violent and overwhelming force, and exploded!

Thousands of Yuan Qi condensed and exploded, and blood and qi intertwined in it, and the Yuan Qi turned into sharp ice, dense, across the heavens and the earth!

The original aura of the Eight Hundred Xuan Ice Armor was like a rainbow, and his power was unparalleled.

But when the eightfold old dragon dragon ball of the god was shot by Lu Jing.

The entire Burial Dragon City seemed to be mourning......

In the Burial Dragon City, there was a wild wave, and a black light that soared straight into the sky.

Yuan Qi, the second leader of the Huai Gang!

Eight hundred armor soldiers!

Brunt!

Tong Xiuyan was on the side, but he was still shocked by the instantaneous surge of power, snatching the hair strands to lock the void vitality, this Qi State Python Yimink Temple flew back, like a bright meteor falling towards the place!

"Formation!"

Yuan Qishou gritted his teeth, and the battle formation of the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armor Warriors was united, and the thick qi and blood spurted out from every pore around them.

The domineering killing spirit rises to the sky!

That's where the military formation comes in.

It was the fivefold appearance of the gods, and Yuan Qishou, who reflected the main appearance of the spirit official, had already put away his gun and retreated behind the battle formation of the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armor Warriors.

How powerful Yuan Qishou's body is, but the piercing vitality still cuts Yuan Qishou's face through the scars.

And the battle array of the eight hundred Xuan Ice Armor soldiers confronted the terrifying power of the explosion head-on, and suddenly the cracks on the Xuan Ice Armor and Xuan Ice Gun were all over the place, and dozens of war horses were cut off from their flesh and blood, leaving only the skeleton!

"Lu Jing, if you shoot the Dragon Ball, can you fall into safety?"

Yuan Qishou gritted his teeth, but saw the light in his eyes, but he saw it in the wisps of smoke and dust......

Lu Jing rode at night and galloped in the Burial Dragon City.

In the burial dragon city, the dragon corpse is like a mountain, and the strong and hard dragon corpse seems to have become a buffer for Lu Jing.

The power of the Dragon Ball's explosion swept in, and with each hard dragon corpse swallowed, the power of the vitality explosion diminished by a point.

Lu Jing seemed to notice Yuan Qishou's gaze, and at this time he didn't even forget to turn his head and look at him.

There was a clear mockery in his eyes.

"You want to kill me?" Lu Jing seemed to ask like this.

The cheeks of the second boss trembled.

His teeth were going to be crushed by himself.

The power of the Dragon Ball swept all directions, and it also stopped the Qi Kingdom Children's Cultivation Banquet.

Tong Xiuyan frowned, suddenly seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the other place.

But I found that the severed head mountain white ape, which was still dying just now, was very seriously injured, but it was already alive and well, and every step of the ten-zhang white ape's body had to cross an extremely long distance, and from time to time he turned his head to look at the place of the explosion, and the piercing laughter hovered in the sky.

Tong Xiuyan licked his chapped lips.

"By this kid...... Played it. ”

"It's just...... How hard the Dragon Ball is, how could Lu Jing be able to smash the Divine Aspect Eight True Dragon Dragon Balls? ”

(End of chapter)