The dry land was expecting rain all the time, and the wisps of drizzle and the blood flowing from the bodies of hundreds of Xuan Ice Armor Warriors fell to the ground, but in just a dozen breaths, it had been completely divided between the scorching sun and the land, and there was no trace.

Where the blood mist shrouded, there were many corpses lying horizontally.

A few rays of vitality flowed out of Lu Jing's hand, and he was carefully wiping the body of the Rain Summoning Sword, the silver sword body and the white hilt scabbard were all spotless.

The Rain Summoning Sword is a three-grade sword, even if it kills people, the sword will not be stained with a trace of blood.

But for some reason, every time the Rain Summoning Sword and the Wind Calling Sword are out of the body, every time they are contaminated with other people's blood, Lu Jing will always take care of them carefully.

Yu Xuanlou's incarnation of the primordial god had almost become transparent, and he stood on the blood mist, looking down at the vast and barren land.

He didn't care about the land, when all those Xuanbing armorers died under Lu Jingjian, this prince of the dynasty, who had not been stained with dust since he was a child and had a peerless name, didn't even care about these corpses, and didn't care about Yuan Qi, the second leader of the Huai Gang.

His face remained unchanged, and he seemed to be thinking in silence...... How to make Lu Jing pay the price.

"I saw your return of the gift." After a long time, when Yu Xuanlou's incarnation was about to dissipate, he finally spoke: "It's just that I'm not very satisfied with this kind of reciprocation, because whether it is Yuan Qishou or the eight hundred Xuanbing Armor who died in your hands, it actually takes a long time to cultivate." ”

"Eight hundred Xuanbing Treasure Armor and Xuanbing Silver Spear are also very valuable, and the most important thing is to let eight hundred sharp soldiers practice a set of battle formation methods, so that their qi and blood can circulate among each other, and let them cooperate seamlessly...... It's too much effort. ”

The voice of the Seven Princes also became ethereal.

Lu Jing's Rain-Summoning Sword had been sheathed, and at this time he was sitting on a raised hill, concentrating on wiping the knife.

He didn't care what the Seven Princes were thinking, and said, "Everything has a cause and effect.

They died at my hands because they wanted to kill me. ”

"And the root of everything may come from His Highness's fluttering words.

Lu Jing had no choice but to completely cut off the fruit of these Xuanbing armorers, it doesn't matter if the prince doesn't like it, I'm the host, just like it. ”

"The living are passers-by, the dead are nobles, and Your Highness please mourn."

Boom!

Lu Jing inserted the dragon sparrow big ring knife into the scabbard, and let out a clear knife sound.

When Yu Xuanlou heard the sound of the knife, his tone suddenly filled with doubts, and asked, "Lu Jing, why aren't you afraid?" ”

Lu Jing raised his eyes: "Everyone has to ask me why I'm not afraid?" Yu Xuanlou, a person lives a lifetime, and too often is not driven by fear.

However, I am not a perfect person, nor am I a person who leaves life and death behind, you have sent people to kill me so many times, but I have never been afraid, because even if you are the seventh prince of the dynasty, even if you have a heavy pupil and a fairyland, but you are in my eyes...... Even if it is as expensive as the Seven Princes, there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

Lu Jing held the wind knife in one hand, and stroked the mane of Zhaoye with the other.

Zhaoye understood Lu Jing's words, his two eyes flashed brightly, and he looked sideways at Lu Jing while hissing.

It's as if it's saying...... With such arrogance, who is the wicked person?

Yu Xuanlou heard Lu Jing's words, and nodded very seriously: "I said at the beginning that you and I haven't met a few times, and I watched you step by step from a boring son-in-law and concubine to a peerless Tianjiao who reflects Yuan Xing and raises a sword spirit, Lu Jing ...... I have watched you progress step by step, and I know you very well.

But you ...... Didn't know me. ”

"Do you know what I like for gifts?"

The scorching sun sent another ray of light to the earth, and the incarnation of Yu Xuanlou's Yuan God had completely dissipated.

Only one of his divine thoughts was left.

"I will wait for you in Lutan, and I will wait for you to make a mistake and take my most satisfactory gift from you with my own hands."

Yu Xuanlou left, leaving such a sentence.

Lu Jing grinned rarely, and flicked the ears of the night.

"Why do these people always think that when I'm really wrong, they can kill me as a matter of course?"

"If I, Lu Jing, really made the mistake of killing my head, I was the first to cut off the Seven Princes who looked at the sky with heavy pupils every day, but never looked down to see the world.

I only have one head, since I'm going to kill my head, don't say it's Yu Xuanlou, even if it's ......"

Lu Jing rode on the night, and suddenly his eyes moved, and the wine jug left by the Seven Princes in the distance was still there, so Lu Jing beckoned gently, and the wine jug hung in the air and fell into Lu Jing's hands.

Lu Jing was dressed in black with a white horse, with a silver saddle and a sword, holding the reins of the horse in one hand and a wine jug in the other, taking a sip from time to time, and walking towards Lutan.

……

Lu Jing went away, following the footprints of the night, a brocade-clothed man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a deep breath stood in front of the corpses all over the ground with his hands behind his back and looked around.

"This Lu Jing is really not afraid of death."

This person is Zhou Lingjun who fell from the sky, Zhou Lingjun looked left and right, like the Seven Princes, who sighed at Lu Jing's courage.

Zhou Lingjun was not talking to himself, when he finished saying this, the void behind him rippled, nine stars in the sky shone brightly, and the starlight condensed, turning into a beautiful scenery of the snow in the mountains and the south of the bright candles.

Si Wanyu sat on the top of Cangshan Mountain.

"You are so interested in Lu Jing that you are willing to follow me all the way, because you are afraid that I will change my mind and crush him to death regardless of whether he is a disciple of Qing Dujun?"

Princess Chong'an didn't say much to him, her gaze fell on this battlefield like a glow of moonlight, and a hint of strange color flashed in her eyes.

For Lu Jing's cultivation speed, even she was the first to discover Lu Jing's talent.

"This land scene is indeed beyond my expectations, reflecting the two Yuan Stars, raising a sword spirit is already the ultimate genius in this world.

It's just that after the last spiritual tide, in the eyes of the lords of the building, the city lords, and even the lords of Ming Yujing, the world is declining more and more, and they don't want to focus too much on the world.

Coupled with the three stars in the sky to monitor the heavens and the earth, these monarchs and mansions will become more and more attentive to the world. ”

"But I feel that a genius like him should be cut off with one sword, so as not to have another real person in the world and cause some chaos."

Zhou Lingjun spoke with his hands behind his back.

Si Wanyu, who was in the snowy scene of Cangshan, couldn't help but speak, and her eyes were cold: "Zhou Lingjun, don't forget, you took root here, grew up here, and even entered the cultivation path, you are in this world that you don't look down on."

Before you ascended to the heavenly dome and became an immortal in the sky, you were also a small people in the world, and you ascended to the heavens from the mortal world and became a so-called immortal, but you are more afraid of a real person in the world than those real immortals. ”

"Maybe you were scared by the prince?"

Si Wanyu was unceremoniously poked Zhou Lingjun's scar.

When Zhou Lingjun heard the word Wangye, he was not angry or annoyed, laughed, and said: I don't think Lu Jing can compare to Yu Qianyi in the future, the reason why I want to kill him...... I just think that a boy in the mortal world shouldn't have that kind of talent. ”

"Moreover, since you have some relationship with Lu Jing, I always have to see with my own eyes whether this Lu Jing can get the opportunity in Lutan, he can go, if it is because of your relationship with Lu Jing, let the princess you get the heavenly vein, the consequences will not be good."

Si Wanyu sneered: "After all, I am afraid that the prince will get up and get on the horse, and I am afraid that he will ride the tiger army under his command...... I am also afraid that he will lead the Tiger Riding Army and climb the Heavenly Gate with a halberd in hand. ”

"Everyone was afraid, but he was dying." Zhou Lingjun had a bright smile on his face and said, "At that time, I will personally come to the world again and send him back." ”

The white deer followed Lu Jing's side, occasionally rubbing against Lu Jing at night.

A fallen immortal, a princess with a peerless identity, looked at the back of this Lu Jing from afar, until Lu Jing walked away.

After a long time, Zhou Lingjun walked on the clouds, and once again went away with the sound of horses' hooves illuminating the night.

Si Wanyu did not hesitate, the ripples in the void disappeared, she did not leave the middle of the river, nor did she remind Lu Jing, just follow Zhou Lingjun from a distance, lest Zhou Lingjun make a move on Lu Jing.

Lu Jing was not aware of the existence of the two, he still rode forward, walking leisurely in the middle of the river.

"It's not in a hurry, if I don't enter Lutan, none of them will be able to enter."

One person, one horse and one white deer, such a strange combination has been gone for a long time.

Until he came to a mountain that could be called a continuous mountain, Lu Jing suddenly frowned.

He heard the earth-shattering cries, heard someone chanting something aloud, and heard the sound of kneeling and kowtowing.

Lu Jing was curious, and Yuan Shen separated a divine thought, climbed the mountain, and looked at the other side of the mountain.

As soon as Genshin climbed the mountain, he saw an amazing scene.

At the foot of the mountain, on the Pingchuan, I am afraid that there are more than 100,000 homeless people in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and dead eyes, who seem to have long lost all hope, are kneeling on the ground, constantly kowtowing to a Taoist altar in the center of the homeless people.

"Please bless the immortals, rain down, surrender the great day, and return the people to life......"

The altar is not huge, but is built of clods of earth, and at this moment, there is an old Taoist priest in purple who is holding a peachwood sword in one hand and two runes in the other, reciting scriptures and praying for rain.

……

And Zhou Lingjun, who was not far from Lu Jing, also heard the roaring pleading and crying of the mountains and seas.

"The people of the river are begging for rain from the heavenly immortals again." Zhou Lingjun's face did not change, and he seemed to have long been accustomed to such cries and pleadings.

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