Chapter 442: The Divine Spear Recognizes the Lord

"Grim Divine Spear, if you follow me, one day, I will definitely destroy the Dark Emperor Dao people!"

Lu Daoren looked at the strange spear, and his operating consciousness tried to communicate with it.

This spear has so many eyes that it looks like it has intelligence.

Naturally, he wants to communicate with each other.

At the same time, beside him, the Panhuang Soul Sword stood in the void, exuding a dignified and righteous aura.

It seemed to sense the breath of the Panhuang Soul Sword, and the purple-gold eyes on the body of the Immortal Divine Spear suddenly opened violently, the pupils flickered, and a powerful fist intent was conveyed from the body of the gun.

This fist intent almost condensed the essence, with a strong battle array to kill, thousands of troops and horses to move forward with the intent of killing in the way of soldiers, there was no mercy in it, it was purely fighting and killing, and it was pressing towards the landing Dao people.

This kind of momentum oppression already has the appearance of the peak of human immortals. If you change to a martial saint, you can't bear it at all.

But Lu Daoren didn't have any discomfort, and as soon as his mind moved slightly, the Panhuang Soul Sword condensed the supreme righteous path momentum that represented wisdom, courage, benevolence, and integrity, and instead suppressed the killing aura of the Immortal Spear.

It seems that the faint confrontation between the two artifacts is that killing is invincible to justice after all!

"Misleading Divine Spear, I am the existence of the Saint Emperor Panhuang Soul Sword, you will not be wrong if you follow me!"

The Lu Daoren once again communicated with the Grim Spear.

Weng hum!

The Divine Spear made a strange sound, falling on the hearts of the people of Lu Dao, and it seemed to become: How can righteousness and killing exist at the same time?

"How can there be contradictions between cultivating the royal road inside and domineering the outer way, educating with one hand and conquering with the other?"

Lu Daoren laughed and answered the question of the Divine Spear.

Then there was a mang's spear to recognize the master, and it came into the hands of the Lu Dao people.

"Good, good!"

With a gun in hand, Lu Kid was overjoyed.

The fact that the Lance of Death surrendered so easily was both unexpected and reasonable.

However, surrendering is a good thing after all!

Stroking the spear, countless memories appeared in the minds of Lu Daoren.

"Water and fire two poles, two instrument drills!"

Lu Daoren stood in the void, and suddenly shouted violently in an instant, the blood and qi of his whole body were rolling, and above his head, an invisible picture was faintly formed, and in this picture, it was a tragic battle on the ancient battlefield.

At the same time, he stabbed out with a single shot, and the entire body of the spear was like a hundred-eyed poisonous dragon, spinning violently, and the dragon groaned, and then completely integrated the fist intent of the ancient battlefield into the spear body and spear technique.

In the blink of an eye, the entire "Divine Spear" glowed with thousands of purple lights, rolling and scattering.

Mangal......

A powerful fighting intent emanated from the body of the spear, becoming one with his body.

"Bloody Spear, Seven Killer Moves!"

Between the flashes of purple light, the hundred eyes blinked, sparkling and flickering, just like the reflection of thousands of soldiers on the ancient battlefield, with the reflection of the bright sword, and the heart-rending sound of breaking the sky.

At this moment, in Lu Daoren's mind, there were more seven killer moves contained in the Divine Spear!

This is also the seven most essential killing moves of the Ancient Immortal Divine Death!

"Changhong runs through the Japanese style!"

Between the Lu Dao people's imperial guns, they are invincible, and all Taoist ideas are so weak under the power of the "Death Mang Divine Spear".

"The moon destroys the stars and sinks!"

In the first battle of spearmanship, Lu Daoren stepped on an arc-shaped crescent step, and with a fierce force, the tip of the spear trembled wildly, and countless stars appeared in the entire sky, and these stars seemed to have lost their support and fell violently from the void.

Meteor shower-like scene.

Everyone's ears heard the roar of a meteor hitting the ground, and the glow of fire.

The power of the falling star, the power to break through the atmosphere and smash into the ground, as well as the flames and impact, that no cultivator could compete.

"The sky is falling apart!"

The momentum of the gun turned again, and the power increased to a higher level, and the people of Lu Dao roared loudly, and as soon as there was a click, a mountain in the distance was directly beaten into ashes by a shot!

"Sky Flame!"

The killing move changed again, and the Grim Mang Divine Spear stabbed out, and the body of the spear rubbed the air at a speed that broke through the limit, and it actually erupted into a meteorite-like firelight.

With a slight sweep, the mountains in the distance were shattered again.

"Every time, it is the mountains that suffer!"

Lu Daoren finally accepted the Grim Spear and did not continue to deduce.

The Divine Spear is too powerful, it contains the spirit of martial arts, as well as a masculinity that Mo Ran can resist, the murderous aura of the ancient battlefield, and the heroic spirit of the god of war, combined with his will, to destroy all Taoist techniques, and directly kill the soul core and the body.

The small mountains here are naturally unbearable.

"Bullying those mountains is not a skill, bullying a few people in the Yunmeng Xuantian Pavilion is a skill!"

Lu Daoren thought in his heart, used the Qiankun cloth bag, shuttled through the void, and left this world.

He had already learned his location from the Lance, so he would naturally be able to get out!

......

In a space near the North Plains of the Great World, it was originally empty, but at some point, a point suddenly came out of it.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the point rapidly expanded, becoming something like a cloth bag.

Immediately, Lu Daoren walked out of the cloth bag.

"Did I go to the northern plains of the great world?"

As far as the eye can see, there is the color of ice and snow everywhere, and there is not a trace of green.

And in the distant sky, looming, stretching snow-capped mountains, thousands of zhang high, even inserted into the clouds, magnificent unimaginably magnificent snow peaks.

The vast ice and snow wasteland, the primeval forest, the sky is inserted into the clouds, and the snow peaks and mountains like heavenly pillars are the first sights that the people of Lu Dao see.

He knew that he might have come to Beiyuan, not Selangor of the Daqian Dynasty.

After all, Selangor in the Daqian Dynasty has a bit of a green breath, and it won't be like here.

"It looks like I'm in the Yuantu Kingdom!"

Lu Daoren looked into the distance and saw a big city.

I saw that the high city walls, all of which were made of square stones, were more than 30 people high, almost the same height as the legendary border pass of the big city in the Western Regions of the sandbank.

On the high and majestic city wall, there are many fortresses, in the fortress, many hot steaming steam, the city is full of people, and outside the city is a leather armor warrior, wearing thick gloves, cloaks patrolling in the cold wind and frozen soil, mighty and majestic, all of them are in good spirits, no less than the elite soldiers of the Great Qian.

A faint heat of sulfur came from inside the city.

The people of Ludao know that this is a hot spring, and it is also a characteristic of the Yuantu country.

Although the northern plains are cold, there are huge hot springs underground, and because of this, thousands of years ago, the founding lord of the Yuantu Kingdom built a large city in this place and thrived all the way.

At present, there are more than one million soldiers and civilians in a single city, which is twice as large as the population of some small countries, such as Izumo Province.

And the entire Yuantu country, thirteen major cities, more than nine million, close to 10 million people, can be regarded as a big country.

Moreover, there is also the Zhengangmen Holy Land, one of the six holy places in the Yuantu Kingdom.

"I don't know if Bai Fengxian, the master of the Zhengang Sect, has been reincarnated?"

Lu Daoren's expression was leisurely, thinking slowly.

Bai Fengxian, the master of the Zhengang Gate, was originally a strong man of six thunder tribulations, but he failed to hunt down the Oneiroi machine and was reincarnated by autopsy.

However, what is his current situation, Lu Daoren can't remember for a while.

But at this time, the words of some people of Yuantu Kingdom made him a little interested.

"The princess of our country is going to marry the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty!"

"Yes, then from now on, we will be close to the Daqian Dynasty?"

"Yes, this is good, the Daqian Dynasty will not block us, and we may live better, I really miss all kinds of medicinal materials, tea, and spices in Daqian!"

"The Xianghu King, one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, is going to marry Emperor Qian?"