Buzz –

At this moment, a black ripple rippled out of Lu Yun's body.

Before those Lu Clan immortals could get closer, they were blasted out by the ripples.

Fei Yun's slightly petite body fell from mid-air, standing firmly in front of Lu Yun, protecting him.

Fei Yan's gaze was cold, and the black sword immortal in his hand still exuded a faint black light.

"Immortals!Are you really just a Celestial?!"

Lu Qingxian spurted out another mouthful of reverse blood from his mouth, and his expression was shocked.

Lu Qingxian is a peak immortal, and he is only half a step away from the golden immortal, but he was slapped from mid-air by a celestial immortal!

"Kill. ”

Lu Yun's gaze was cold, he looked at the immortals of the Lu clan, and shouted coldly.

Hmmm-

Fei Yan didn't say a word, and a faint white dragon shadow flashed behind her.

Immediately, the fairy sword in Fei Yan's hand suddenly differentiated into seventeen sword shadows, like seventeen divine dragons, and slaughtered towards the Lu Clan immortals with teeth and claws.

"Sword and Dragon: Nineteen !!"

Lu Qingxian looked at the seventeen sword lights that had turned into swimming dragons, and let out a terrifying shout in his mouth: "How can the sword skills that have been lost for thousands of years reappear!!"

"Get out of the way!"

Lu Qingxian roared, and an abnormal blue light appeared on his body, as if an ancient giant beast had awakened in his body.

Seeing Lu Qingxi's change, the surrounding Lu Clan immortals hurriedly dodged to the side as if they had seen a ghost.

"The sword Canglong Nineteen in the record, there are a total of nineteen swords, but unfortunately you can only cast seventeen of them, if it is not a perfect sword Canglong, there are flaws!"

Lu Qingxi's body, which was originally thin and thin, and seemed to be about to fall apart at any time, suddenly became majestic, and a little blue-black fluff came out of the surface of his dry skin.

"Capture this woman alive and get the cultivation method of 'Sword Canglong Nineteen'!"

Lu Qingxian let out a beast-like roar from his mouth, and he opened his arms and pounced towards Fei Yan.

At this moment, the aura on Lu Qingxie's body was more than three times stronger than just now.

Puff puff!

Seventeen sword lights slashed at Lu Qingxi's body, blasting his little giant-like body into the air, but it didn't leave any scars on his body.

A look of solemnity appeared on Fei Yan's face.

"Roar!"

Lu Qingxian shouted, and with a fierce kick of his powerful legs, his huge body slammed into Fei Yan.

"This is a kind of physical supernatural power, sacrificing immortal power in exchange for physical power!"

Lu Yun was behind Fei Yan and said softly, "Don't fight him." ”

Lu Yun found a memory of the physical supernatural power in Xuanxi.

Once the physical supernatural power is activated, the immortal power of the whole body will turn into physical power and become invulnerable.

But while the physical supernatural powers are used, they can't use immortal arts.

Fei Yan nodded, and her body turned into a remnant of the Dao, wandering in the void, and began to wrestle with Lu Qingxie.

At this moment, Fei Yan did not use the power of the formation.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes, how many divine senses, are paying attention to the battle here.

Just now, Fei Yan appeared, broke the formation with lightning speed, and then put away the formation.

There are many people with eyesight in the fairy world, if they really find the traces of the formation realm, I am afraid that Lu Yun can only stay in Xuanzhou in this life.

Although Fei Yan didn't use the formation, she was still setting up the formation.

Her feet stepped on the ground, and the footprints left on the ground were formation patterns!

No spirit stones, no fairy crystals, just footprints, you can arrange the formation.

Five thousand years ago, Fei Xuan was known as the king of the fairy realm, but it was not in vain.

In her eyes, there is nothing that cannot be arranged.

Lu Qingxian used his physical supernatural powers, turned into a beast form, and fought with Fei Xuan, while the other immortals of the Lu clan were killing towards Lu Yun.

They had only one goal, to kill Lu Yun.

Only with Lu Yun's blood can the shame of the Lu clan be washed away.

Swish!

A few more sword lights appeared, stopping the Lu Clan Immortals.

Yu Ying fell from the sky, her long cloud-like hair was slightly messy, and the seven fairy swords cruised back and forth around her, turning into an insurmountable chasm, steadily guarding Lu Yun.

Lu Yun took a breath.

The two worlds of yin and yang erupted, and a bloody corpse turned into a virtual shadow and came out of the ghost gate.

Immediately after, the expressions on the faces of the Lu Clan Immortals froze, and their bodies fell one after another, and all the flesh and blood essence on their bodies were devoured by the blood corpses.

"What's that?"

Lu Qingxi, who was struggling with the shadow, suddenly saw the blood shadow, and his face changed suddenly.

......

In a corner of Xuanzhou City, a mirror like water waves presents the picture in the governor's mansion.

"Can you see what that blood shadow is?"

A middle-aged man in a gold suit frowned slightly.

"Lord Hui, the death qi and corpse qi above the blood shadow are blended, and there is a little ghost energy, it should be some kind of zombie that came out of the Gu Immortal Tomb. ”

Beside the man in gold, an old man with a goatee carefully discerned the scene in the mirror, and then said with great certainty.

"Zombies? that Xuanzhou Mu can actually control the zombies in the Gu Immortal Tomb?"

The gold-clothed man's eyes widened, and a flash of incredulity flashed in his eyes.

"The fairy world is so big that there are no surprises. More than 300 years ago, his subordinates once saw a strange man in 'Da Luotian' and drove a group of zombies to fight for him. That Xuanzhou Mu should have some kind of strange inheritance. ”

The old man with the goatee groaned and said, "Not only that, the woman in white beside Lu Yun is the eighth generation of Xuanzhou State Pastor 1,200 years ago, Danxian Yuying. ”

"Isn't she dead?"

The man in gold was stunned.

The goatee old man shook his head slightly, "No one knows if Yuying is really dead, but now she is indeed a living person, and she is still a peak true immortal." Thinking that thousands of years ago, Yuying should have survived the catastrophe, but was severely injured and had to fake his death and escape to heal in hiding. ”

"I see," the golden-clothed man nodded, obviously accepting this statement, "With the Dan Immortal Yuying, why Xuanzhou Mu can cultivate immortals with a mortal physique is clearly explained." ”

"As for the woman in black......"

The old man with the goatee frowned slightly, "I'm afraid her origin is not trivial, but I can't see her heels." ”

"None of this matters, just a celestial. ”

The man in gold smiled slightly, "It's enough to find out that Xuanzhou Mu's hole card is a strange zombie." Sell this news to the Lu Clan, it's time to make friends with the Lu Clan. ”

"A hundred years ago, the Lu clan was hit hard and almost wiped out. But it only took them a hundred years to regain their standing at the peak of Lang Evil Heaven and destroy the enemy. The heritage of the Lu clan is worthy of our friendship. ”

"Let's go. ”

The golden-clothed middle-aged man said to the old man with a goatee.

The old man with the goatee nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the rippling mirror disappeared into thin air.

Then the two of them set up two sword lights and disappeared into Xuanzhou City.

......

"My lord, the immortal weapon that monitors this place has been put away. ”

Suddenly, Yuying's voice came out in Lu Yun's mind.

"You don't have to keep your hands on. ”

After Lu Yun heard Fei Yan's words, he said lightly.

Fei Yan nodded, and her hands made three hundred and sixty-five seals in a row.

Above the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion, black pillars of light slammed into the sky.

Lu Qingxi, who had gradually fallen into madness, was instantly shattered by this pillar of light.

A head that still had the appearance of a beast rolled down to Lu Yun's feet.

"Forget your ancestors, you traitor!"

Lu Qingxie's eyes were staring at Lu Yun, and the Yuan Shen in his head was still letting out a roar.