Sword out. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Heaven and earth are always bright, and the darkness is silent.

The half-moon lotus sword qi, the Dao Huangquan Turbid River, roaring into waves, wrapped in the yellow-purple power of the three lives and three worlds.

It's really sharp, surging, and shocking.

Sen Sen's ghost claws didn't wait for the police fairy to resist.

Three lives and three leaves, the power of yellow and purple dreams, cleansing the universe.

Chop the heavy ghost claws one by one.

Not only that, but the residual sword qi that had not yet dissipated was slashing the waves...... Kill the Yin and Yang Dharma King with a solemn expression.

After this amazing sword, the sound of exclamation spread all over the four fields.

"How is it possible to be a mere ant?"

The hall of impermanence made the night impermanent, and he exclaimed.

"Three Lives and Three Leaves...... This is the Yellow Springs Festival. ”

Several true immortal-level palace guards in Luo Yu's six days were even more uproaring.

"Daring, boy. ”

The sharp and poignant voice of the Yin and Yang Dharma King pierced the sky.

This demon was in a hurry for a while, and his body was in disarray.

Fang Jiang contained something that made the Immortal True Immortals jealous...... Dodge with the fierce sword aura carrying the power of three lives.

Even so, a wisp of sword qi was still a strand of long hair that swept into the Yin Yang Dharma King.

In an instant, it was all ashes.

The frightened Yin Yang Dharma King was about to strike at Lu Bei again.

But he was a police fairy with charming eyebrows and eyes and an elegant temperament, and he was locked by the divine will of a true fairy.

The Yin Yang Dharma King's expression was gloomy like water, his eyes were resentful, and he was really depressed.

He had the intention to force his shot, but he was persuaded by the thousand-faced heavenly demon god beside him.

This demon's face is blue and red, and he is really angry.

"Ants are ants, and they can only hide behind women. ”

I don't know if he was cut off by Lu Bei's sword.

The strange sight on that strand of hair was frightened, and he was still afraid of the police fairy to make a move.

The Yin Yang Dharma King put down a sarcastic word, but he no longer insisted on making a move.

The police fairy was originally not far from Lu Bei's side.

Just now that she saw that the Yin Yang Dharma King suddenly made a move, with the True Immortal Cultivation of the Yin Yang Dharma King and his party, she was not afraid of it.

I wanted to resist, but Lu Bei drew his sword and slashed away between the lightning and flint.

She thought that this move was just the pride of the cultivators, and that the sword would most likely be in vain.

Unexpectedly......

"I'm underestimating you. ”

The beautiful eyes of the police fairy rippled, and Fang Xin was surprised.

"Immortal True Immortal is nothing more than that. ”

Lu Bei drew his sword and returned it to the sheath, and sneered at each other.

But my heart is very dignified.

With a single sword, it actually consumed almost all of his mana.

He was at the end of his power at the moment.

In the dantian of Lubei at this time, a yellow-orange and mellow golden pill floated above the void.

Around Jindan, the Dangui talisman that was originally drawn with heavy mana.

The clear light is also gone, and the starlight is dim.

It is clearly a sign that mana has been depleted to the extreme.

As for the Three-Life Three-Leaf Sword that has blessed the divine will of Da Luo Daozun, it is extremely powerful and domineering, and it can make a true immortal as fearful as a tiger.

He never doubted that.

Just now, with the mana of his Jindan realm, he was not restricted by the supreme ghost weapon at all, and he almost perfectly exerted the power of the three-life divine will on it, which is the proof.

What kind of existence is Da Luo Daozun?

A projection, shattering people's true souls like mirrors.

A divine will made him hurt the true immortal with the realm of Jindan. Well, a strand of hair.

The power of such a realm is completely incomprehensible.

Lu Bei was silent in thought.

At this time, a bright light appeared in my heart.

The eyes were astonished and confused......

It was when Fang had just drawn his sword, and a fragment of a long-ago lost memory came to my mind little by little.

It was more than 20 years ago, and he went through tribulation step by step, but he couldn't find the way.

Follow the advice of the mysterious teacher and go to the land of Qingxu in the southern part of the continent to wait for the monkey king who comes ashore.

After many years of wandering, I accidentally found a scroll in the lair of a mountain bandit.

The scroll is extremely old, and the faintly yellowed paper is extremely ordinary.

The ink is sparse, between a few strokes.

Distant mountains, sunsets, small rivers, and old trees are outlined one by one.

A divine steed with an abnormal demeanor...... Maybe it's a cat, maybe it's a tiger, maybe it's a lion's strange spirit animal.

Lying peacefully on the dead branches of an old tree, half-squinting and beautiful eyelashes, sleeping peacefully.

And under the withered vines entwined by the old trees, a tall and straight back vaguely appeared.

Maybe it's a swordsman in Tsing Yi, maybe it's a counter-traveler.

The man stood against the sunset and stood with his hands in his hands, as if looking towards the mountains under the sunset of the green mountains......

In the corner of the scroll, there are a few lines of messy cursive handwriting, or handwriting with graceful handwriting.

Four lines of small print jumped into view.

There is no true saint in the Three Realms, and Da Luo is praised as a Taoist.

Thinking of the birth of a world, the intention falls and kills three lives.

On that day, when he saw it, he felt that it was extraordinary, and he wanted to go forward and collect it.

Unexpectedly, after muttering four proverbs in his heart, the painting scroll turned into a little ash in a blink of an eye.

At that time, he was in a trance and looked confused. Later, I could no longer remember the slightest trace of this incident, as if it had never happened.

Even the mirror spirit treasure that protected his true spirit from being blinded was useless.

What is the mystery of that lost memory......

Thinking of this, Lu Bei's eyes were gloomy, and he was uncertain.

I thought about it, but I didn't have a clue.

It's really weird.

Of course, with Lu Bei's knowledge, he couldn't have known.

With the three-life divine will planted by Emperor Xudu, it was originally to help Lu Bei in the Big Dipper Seven Star Palace and his party, facing the true immortal powerhouse, to be able to have more self-preservation power.

But Emperor Xudu never thought of it.

He had already deliberately suppressed the realm, and the True Immortal-level Divine Consciousness that he planted casually still had a layer of change.

This change is not in the heavens, but it does not disturb the heavens.

At that time.

"Lu Daoyou ......"

The police illusion fairy looked at Lu Bei without blinking.

The lotus step moved lightly, and a soft voice called in Lu Bei's ear.

"Well, the police fairy, but what's the matter?"

Lu Bei looked slightly stunned and said in a condensed voice.

"What to think, think so distractedly. ”

The words are a little cordial and sincere.

Perhaps it was Lu Bei's strength that aroused the respect of the police illusion, or perhaps it was Lu Bei's own temperament that attracted the approval of the police illusion fairy.

Who knows?

"It's nothing, it's just that I remember some old people and old things. ”

Lu Bei smiled slightly.

The police fairy has sparse eyebrows and smart eyes, and when she heard this, she smiled charmingly.

The jade palm was spread out, and between the clouds and mist, a white porcelain jade bottle appeared.

The Alert Phantom Fairy said softly, "Inside this jade bottle, there are three pills that help restore mana...... Lu Daoyou and put it away. ”

Lu Bei's eyes moved slightly, and he reached out to take it.

"Lu Bei, thank you for the fairy's kindness. ”

"Was Lu Daoyou originally called Lu Bei?"

The police fairy Ge Ge Jiao smiled.

Knowing that since this Lu Daoyou has told his name, this sentence of 'Lu Daoyou' at this time is worthy of the name.

Lubei.

The Yin Yang Dharma King also secretly wrote down this name at this time.

The shame of Fang Cai must not be counted.

The true immortal killed a little person who could not achieve immortal path, and he made a futile shot, not to mention it, and was also lost face by him.

If you don't wash away this humiliation, will you wait to spit on your face?

Many people also remember the name Lubei.

Heavenly Court Star Officer and his party.

Fairy Chang'e's eyes shone slightly, and she looked in the direction where Lu Bei was and took a deep look.

But in the vast memory like the starry sky, I found that memory.

Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are hearty at night......

Similarly, Lingyou, who heard Lu Bei's name for the first time, smiled coldly, and wanted to forget it with disdain.

But I wrote it down.

It was only because she thought of a past event that she still felt ashamed of to this day.

Even if this person paid the price of repentance.

She still finds this hatred hard to get rid of.

Lingyu sneered and rippled, and his bloody eyes shimmered coldly.

The little monk in the realm of Jindan actually relied on a supreme ghost weapon to think about turning over with salted fish.

It's ridiculous.

No matter who is standing behind you, you are worried about the Yin Yang Dharma King, a demonic true immortal powerhouse.

It also makes you feel like a man on your back, and it is difficult to sleep and eat.

Thinking that Lu Bei had once trampled on herself and crushed her feet in the Cold Xuanbing Prison, she was a delicate body of qi trembling, and her qi and blood were surging.

It's really one of the few shames in her ghostly life.

There is also the fairy Chang'e, the terrifying and coveted power of Taiyin.

Chang'e, I must get you.

This is a desire from instinct, from the burning heart of a peak true immortal.