"Where to go!" Under Lu Xing's shouting order, the Purple Fire Xuanniao chased in the direction of Wang Juming's escape, the heavy snow lined the white clothes, and the sword qi chased thousands of miles.

The sword qi hit Wang Juming who was fleeing, Wang Juming fell to the ground after receiving this blow, and the purple fire bird held the falling Wang Juming with his beak, and the sword qi left a penetrating wound in his abdomen, but he couldn't see a drop of blood.

"Oh no, it's his fake form." Lu Xing hurriedly looked around, closed his eyes to perceive everything that was happening around him, on the left side of the altar there was an old man in a robe, and the old man was holding a tortoise shell in his hand, this painting array was exactly the same as Wang Juming's name.

"Found you!" Lu Xing swung a sword qi in the direction of the old man, the end of the sword qi was a purple-red firework, and the front end was a sharp sword intent, this blow fused the essence of the two great avenues.

The old man lifted his coat and fled in the direction of Wang Ren, panting and shouting, "Wang Ren, what are you waiting for? Let Jing Lu and Wang Cong make a quick move, he must have used some evil sect technique to control the two great avenues."

Wang Juming threw spells while running, and visions such as hurricanes, sharp gold, and dry wood emerged in an endless stream, but these Five Elements Spells were fragile in front of the True Fire Sword Qi, and they could only delay for a little time.

"Jing Lu, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and help me stop the sword qi!" Wang Juming scolded loudly, ran in front of Wang Ren's body with arrows, and then turned around and mobilized the golden light charm to block the true fire sword qi.

At the moment of lightning, Wang Cong moved, his right hand shook imperceptibly, and the sound of the sword sounded, and the sword had already been returned to its sheath. A touch of black mang and the true fire sword qi collided, although the black mang fell behind, but it dragged the attack of the true fire sword qi, and with the cooperation of Wang Juming's golden light charm, the true fire sword qi gradually collapsed.

The scorching flames and sharp sword qi were so close that Wang Ren couldn't help but take a step back, he looked up at Lu Xing in the sky, his eyes shrunk, and there was jealousy, disgust, and murderous intent in them.

"Lu Xing, how long can you hold on? This avenue of the Purple Fire Xuanniao doesn't belong to you, and your sword path, it was once broken by Li Hanguang's shot, and now you forcibly spliced it, and the remaining gun intent in it is afraid that it is eroding your will. Why, do you really think that killing an Oron will scare us and others?"

The more Wang Ren spoke, the more confident he became, and he strode forward, with arrogance on his face.

"Today, just to kill you Lu Xing, the martial artist on the top of the mountain can die, the Kendo Venerable can also die, and me, Jing Lu and Wang Cong can all die. This time in Xuejin, it is already endless!"

"Not to mention ......"

Wang Ren raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Xing, his eyes were lightly raised, not only looking at Lu Xing, he looked around, all of them looked frivolous.

He looked up at the sky and shouted, using all the strength of his body, "Celestials, won't you make a move? Whoever has the most benefit from killing Lu Xing, if you hide it again, don't blame me for taking people away."

"Celestial?" This word echoed in everyone's ears like thunder and deafening.

Wang Juming was the closest, his expression couldn't help but be in a trance, he looked sideways at Wang Ren, and almost instantly he understood this ring of deception, and his eyes suddenly ignited with infinite anger. If he is a strong man in the world, he will die and die, and he will never compromise with heaven and man. It's one thing to oppose Xuejin City, it's another thing to join forces with heaven and man, and at this moment, another kind of thought was born in his heart.

A little further, the faces of several pavilion elders at the height of the altar changed, the celestials and Xuejin City had a blood feud that did not share the sky, and if they wrote in one sentence in the first half of their lives, they would be engaged in an endless struggle with the celestials with mortal bodies. Chen Yexing and Tang Ling's eyes were full of anger when they looked at Wang Juming, of course Sun Mu's old city lord's kindness had to be repaid, but when it came to heaven and man, it touched their bottom line.

"Celestial ......" Lu Xing stood on the back of the Purple Fire Xuanniao, his eyes looked at the sky with complicated eyes, Lu Shuang never let him interfere in the affairs of the Celestial and Human in previous years, the reason why the barbarians fought with the Northland every year was that there were celestial people behind it. Xuejin City received the will of the Confucian saints, guarded the gate of heaven for generations, and defended the world.

On the firmament, there was a faint virtual image of a portal, and after a few flickering, the portal disappeared, and a short-haired man stood in the firmament, with a heavenly eye in the center of his eyebrows shooting out divine light, looking down on the whole world.

The man looked down at Lu Xing, a smile on his lips, as if he had discovered something very interesting. The man's voice was empty, like the sound of a long bell echoing through the heavens and the earth.

"You're the younger brother of Shouguan? Your sword path is mediocre, but it's that Xuanniao, it's really memorable......" The man paused for a moment, and his eyes gradually closed, as if he had really fallen into memory.

The man's heavenly eyes quickly opened, and his face was a little sleepy, as if hundreds of years had passed in this moment, "Zhou Zhixing, the cormorant is singing in Qishan. However, now that the three religions in the world are dominant, the cormorant should not be tolerated by the three righteous paths."

A hint of amusement flashed in the man's eyes, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and said indifferently, "The calamity of cause and effect, it's time to fall."

As scheduled, there were two thunderbolts on the left and right, the thunder was thick, the thunder did not dissipate, and turned into two black dragons and clouds, and the entire sea of clouds was dyed black, and thousands of layers of clouds accumulated, and the thunder pool was out of reach.

"It's ...... Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations?" Wang Juming looked at the sky stacked with thunderclouds, trembling all over, this calamity also has a name, the Heavenly Immortal Tribulation, which is often attracted by the Taoist real person when the earth immortal is consummated, and the whole world, the only one who can survive this calamity is the old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain.

"What about—mumble......" The phoenix's cry sounded in the sky, and the cry of the cormorant seemed weak, and the oppression from the Heavenly Tribulation made its Dao True Body weaker and weaker.

Lu Xing frowned and looked at the thunder cloud, and said secretly, "Oh no, it's useless to let the cormorant hide back in the sword path at this moment, the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation has already locked it. Even the cormorant hid in my kendo and left a breath, and this heavenly calamity is afraid that even my kendo will be destroyed. Heaven and earth do not tolerate the eagle, so destroy all its breath on earth."

"If you can't hide, can you bear it?"

Lu Xing fell silent, his physical body was cultivated with the alchemy technique of the Gulton Avenue, and now it has reached the level of a martial artist on the top of the mountain, but the physical body is absolutely unable to withstand the Heavenly Tribulation, and the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation is especially restrained by the Gulvet Avenue, and the Thunder Wanjun will tear the Gulf to pieces.

For now, there is only kendo.

Lu Xing looked at the ancient temple hanging on the right and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Gu, do you dare to fight with the sky?"

Xiao Gu looked up at the thundercloud, her hands clenched on her hips, and her voice trembled a little, "Master, woo......

"Xiao Gu is not afraid of death, Xiao Gu is afraid of loneliness. Master, Xiao Gu doesn't want his master to die."

Lu Xing was also sad in his heart, but he still cheered up and comforted: "Xiao Gu doesn't cry, your master is a selfish ghost, you will wait for a better master."

Then, his eyes looked at the altar below, Xiao Yu and the white fox were looking at the sky with concern, too far away, and there were clouds covering them, they couldn't see themselves, but Lu Xing knew that they were waiting for them to go back safely.

Among the countless pairs of eyes raised, Lu Xing found the brightest pair of eyes, her eyes were not sad, there was no despair, and even, even full of hope and light. It was as if she was telling herself with her eyes, "Don't give up, don't give up!"

"Wei Ying, it's my luck that Lu Xing met you in this life."

Lu Xing regained hope, patted the correl's head, and said, "I know you're afraid, and I'm afraid. But you should know that I'm afraid it's useless."

"There is a saying in "Zhou Yi", the avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and people escape one of them." Lu Xing recited aloud, it was for the cormorants, and it was as if it was for himself.

He glared at the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations under the firmament, and said in the most powerful voice, "Today, Lu Xing is brave and tries the sword of the Heavenly Dao!"

When the words fell, the silver-white sword path flickered, emitting a thousand zhang of light, and the sword intent was endless.

The ancient temple was summoned by the sword, like a streamer escaping into the silver-white sword, for a moment, the light of the sword was contracted and dimmed, and the next moment, the heaven and earth were more shocked.

The ancient temple was born from the silver and white sword, and the ancient and obsolete atmosphere of the sword handle and the sword body was swept away, which means that the ancient temple completely got rid of the shackles of the previous master's sword, and completely became the sword of Lu Xing.

"Wu Dao, I haven't given you a name all along, and today you and I are facing life and death together, I'm afraid that if you don't take it again, you won't have a chance."

"From this day on, my way, my name—Taiyuan."

The ancient temple moved in response to the sound and fell into Lu Xing's hand, and the Taiyuan Sword Dao emitted an unprecedented light, as if it was going to compete with the Heavenly Dao with a force.

"Uh-huh-" The phoenix cried in the nine heavens, and the sound shook the universe

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The cormorant spreads its wings and soars, carrying the landing line straight to the catastrophe. The true body of the avenue, there has never been a timid mouse, and when he hears the Tao, he can die at night. Cormorants have been hiding for thousands of years, and they have long been tired of it.

The short-haired man stood in the corner of the sky with his hands in his hands, silently watching Lu Xing, and muttered to himself, "I wanted to use the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation to lure out the guard, could it be that this afterlife can really resist the Heavenly Tribulation? I don't know, after all, it's the younger brother of Shouguan."

"Hey, let me kill the watchman. Actually, I ......" The short-haired man was suddenly silenced, his eyes drooped, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he sighed, "Look at it."

After hundreds of breaths of work, the three or nine heavenly tribulations have been brewed, heart thunder, fire thunder, drowning thunder and positive thunder, the four phases of divine thunder each occupy one side, like a god bowing his head to land, their big eyes are blazing, and they are filled with the disdain, irony and arrogance of the gods. Z.br>

Lu Xing holds the sword in the catastrophe, the four thunders are actually mutually reinforcing, as long as you stand in the most central position, there will only be a thunderbolt falling at the same time, the Taoist book says: There is a glimmer of life in the four phases.

"Lu Xing, you're annoyed by ***-" A light and soft voice sounded in Lu Xing's ears, a pair of jasper hands were wrapped around Lu Xing's neck, and the jade hand caressed Lu Xing's face, as if to find out how embarrassed Lu Xing was.

Lu Xing turned his head to look to the right, the lack of jade on the hilt of the jade cicada sword was much less radiant than in the past, and it seemed to have been reduced to an ordinary mortal stone.

"Niangniang, you said you didn't want to choose me."

Lu Xing smiled, and he didn't need to look back to know that it was his mother who was holding him behind him, Yang Yuhuan.