Chapter 605 has been seen, it was you who made the first move

   "Sect Master Lu is impatient. Although my elder brother is stupid, but he was a teacher of Dashan Temple in the early years, and his Buddhist teachings cannot be underestimated. This round is not over yet!"

  The old **** Zhuhe is present, it seems that everything is under control.

  Lu Bei fixedly looked at this person, thinking for a while.

  There are too few clues to make sense.

  The problem is not a big one, he has already made preparations, no matter what tricks he has, he will stay the same and respond to all changes, and he will do whatever it takes today.

   If possible, the more the merrier!

  buzz buzz——

  The place where the shattered golden Buddha fell, Zhu Xiuyun has short hair, and the yellow monk robe is hunting, hanging in the air and blooming a golden halo.

  Especially those eyes, as if a golden sun was ignited, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

  The surrounding air flow is oscillating, and the strong wind is tearing repeatedly. The fragile space cannot bear the strong momentum, and it has reached the critical point of collapse.

  Suddenly there was a sound of gold and iron, and the golden halo suddenly brightened.

  The space is stable, and Zhu Xiuyun's whole momentum has changed drastically. His golden body looks like a Buddha descending into the world, majestic and majestic like a mountain.

  Dharma of Daizenji Temple!

   Lu Bei raised his brows. It's okay, although he didn't have the idea of ​​challenging Dashan Temple now, but the high disciples of Dashan Temple are not bad after a while, so it should be rehearsed in advance.

  The next second, the sky and the earth suddenly went dark, and the chaos of vitality seemed to repeat itself like fire, water and wind.

  The golden palm engraved with the big seal of the **** swelled in the wind, and when it was empty, it was the size of an acre, and it was photographed by Lu Bei from afar.

   It is still the supernatural power of the Buddha Kingdom in the palm, but compared with the previous invisible and invisible, this blow is undoubtedly much more solid, and its power is not the same.

   Lu Bei's eyes froze, his sword merged into one, and his five fingers clenched into a fist and shot straight up.

  The fist print and the Buddha's palm collided with each other, and the golden and white light collided in the air, and disappeared silently in an instant.

  The sound of the big sound is rare, there is no wind and no waves.

  Only the visible ripples of space spread in all directions like a tide, the ripples are rapid, the shaking becomes more and more intense, and the great river of space evolves into a huge wave.

  The back wave swallows the front wave, cleansing all directions of the world, engulfing every inch of space distance, dragging the world and narrowing it, and there is a hidden trend of slowly converging.

  After three breaths, the space couldn't bear the weight, the black cracks exploded and the wind billowed, and a series of thunder roared and swept across.

  Two figures flew upside down, and Zhu Xiuyun's body was like a feather, stepping into the air silently, calmly drifting into the distance.

   Lu Bei shook his fist with his hand, and the scorching fist spread out an astonishing heat wave. When he swung it, the space around him boiled and twisted into wrinkles.

so hard.

   It's still hot!

  This guy must be a boy!

  Lu Bei crushed the void under his feet, and rebounded to stop his retreat. The man turned into a golden light in the midair, and rushed out a hundred miles in an instant. He raised his fist and went straight to Zhu Xiuyun.

   A series of dull sounds exploded, occasionally accompanied by the sound of metal and iron, and a space collapse that was darker than the night continued to explode.

  Even if the two fighting figures cannot be seen clearly, the trajectory of the two can be estimated by the trajectory of the broken space.

  Lu Bei marched forward triumphantly all the way, his physical body far surpassed the Buddhist golden body.

  Zhu Xiuyun was suppressed by violence, and managed to maintain his relationship with violence, and fought and retreated.

   "Om!"

  Zhu Xiuyun drew back violently, unable to get rid of Lu Bei, and received a hard punch from King Ming's seal with his hands tied. Regardless of the peeling of the gold paint on his body, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and let out a thunderous sound with his mouth open.

   The thunder that was condensed to the extreme was compressed into a line, like an arrow turning into thunder.

  The thin golden thread burst out, piercing through the void in an instant, and hitting Lu Bei's door directly.

  What magical powers, six-character maxim?

  As soon as the sound came to his ears, a golden glow lit up in Lu Bei's eyes, layers of space exploded, and thin golden lines rushed out in the dizzying ripples.

  He subconsciously flashed sideways, the golden light sticking to his face, leaving a scorching pain.

  The golden thread continued to linger, sinking straight into the void, and disappeared beyond the horizon after stepping into the air again and again.

  Lu Bei raised his hand and touched his forehead, his fingertips were warm, and the bright red was eye-catching.

   Broken defense, still the thickest skinned.

   "As expected of Dashan Temple, with such a high evaluation, there are indeed some ways."

   Lu Bei grinned, his eyes disappeared ferociously, the golden light criss-crossed, soared at a rapid speed, rumbled and exploded a series of space collapses, crushing Zhu Xiuyun with fists and feet.

   "Excellent swordsmanship, replaced by Zhu, it is very likely that he will not be able to handle a few moves."

  Zhu He, who was onlookers, smiled and opened his mouth. Seeing that Zhu Xian was eager to try, he scolded: "I said, don't do superfluous things. The Huangjizong has regained its disadvantage in this battle, and it will be over after a while."

  Further away on the sidelines, the monks in the imperial city sensed the vitality of the chaotic world and rushed to the scene one after another.

   There are members of the royal family, and there are also figures at the level of the great elders of the Huangji Sect. The Void Refining Realm is not qualified to watch, and none of the visitors is below the fusion stage.

   Almost all of them are acquaintances of Lu Bei, the retired old emperor Zhu Jingli, Lu Zhou who may have been in the same family as Lu Bei 500 years ago, Zhu Mour, a student at the same time, Zhu Xiuzhu, a former defeated general, and so on.

  Of course, Zhu Qilan is also there.

What's wrong? x2

Why? x2

  Zhu Xiushi looked at the center of the battlefield in bewilderment, somewhat horrified, she rubbed her eyes, then glanced at Zhu He and Zhu Xian.

  A string of question marks floated across his forehead, he couldn't figure out why he didn't fight with Huang Jizong, and his own people started doing it.

   "Stop fighting!"

   Zhu Xiushi yelled, took out the five-colored stone, the magic weapon, and transformed into Lu Bei's appearance, and accelerated straight to the area where the two were fighting.

  Boom! !

  The fist was close to the face, and the afterimage flashed.

  Zhu Xiushi fell in the air, and was buried in the mountains and rivers with a bang.

  The strength was released, centering on the place where Zhu Xiushi fell, the earth was sunken into a deep pit, earth dragons rolled, large pieces of soil and rocks flew like cannonballs, and the surging hurricane crushed the trees and broke them one after another.

  In the ruins, Zhu Xiushi coughed up blood and climbed out, top-heavy, almost fell down again.

"Huh…"

   "Who hit me?"

   "The elder brother who loves me the most is the shameless brat..."

   Touching his swollen cheeks, Zhu Xiushi was in a bad mood. He hoped that someone would stand up and tell him that it had nothing to do with Zhu Xiuyun and Lu Bei, and that the punch just now was caused by Zhu He's sneak attack.

   "The disciples of the Zhu family listen to the order and form a map of majestic defeating demons!"

  Zhu He held the battle flag in his hand, raised the sky and turned it into a giant banner, while dancing, the shadow of Vajra glared and held the precepts, and the figure slowly turned into reality.

  The formation of the sky swept down, centered on the huge banner of the battle flag, spread thousands of miles rapidly, encompassing the void and shrinking to an inch, and the moment it suddenly took shape, all the people present were included in the formation.

   Zhu Xiushi's eyes lit up, and she knew that the culprit was Huang Jizong.

  Everything is a conspiracy, Tianjianzong and the royal family cooperate happily, there is no conflict between Lu Bei and Zhu Xiuyun, and the sudden beating of life and death is all secretly instigated by Zhu He.

  No, the goal has been achieved, and the true colors have been exposed.

  But it didn’t. Under Zhu Xiushi’s stunned gaze, the elders of Huangjizong ordered to enter the formation, and each set up a formation. The black-faced King Kong holding the precepts was lifelike.

   Those who were born in the imperial family entered the formation at the same time, and were ordered by Zhu He to cooperate closely with the great elders of Huangjizong.

  Zhu Xiushi: ∑(д;)

  The picture was too scary, she couldn't even imagine it in her dreams, and she seriously suspected that she was under an illusion.

   False, everything is false.

  This place is not Wu Zhou, she is still in the Seven Kills City, the holy land of the human race, and the war between the monster race has not yet ended, and all the memories are fabricated by illusion.

Obviously not.

  People can lie to themselves, but eventually they have to accept reality.

  Gritting his teeth, Zhu Xiushi flew into the formation, holding a thousand silk whisks in his hand, venting the flow of the white waves, catching the royal fit phases one by one, and dragging them all in front of him.

   "Zhu Xiuyun is crazy, are you crazy too?"

  Zhu Xiushi looked at several people viciously, and fixed his eyes on Zhu Jingli, the grandson: "Tell me, what deal did you reach with Huangjizong, what exactly is there that I don't know?"

   "Slaying demons and eliminating demons."

   "???"

  The map of Dawei subduing demons was completed, but Zhu He was still not satisfied, so he threw out four black stone tablets from his sleeve robe, suppressing the world and making the formation unbreakable.

  The picture of Dawei subduing demons is the formation method of Dashan Temple, and the four black stone tablets are also the special products of Dashan Temple to suppress demons.

  The goal of forming an array is to deal with Lu Bei.

When the demon clan attacked the holy land of the human race, Lu Beizhi was possessed by the demon, and the method of rebelling against the Buddha and cultivating the demon was brilliant. Several demon kings died of hatred during the catastrophe period. There were hundreds of onlookers, and the information was spread everywhere. It was no longer a secret. up.

  Zhu He is deeply jealous, he also followed the path of rebelling against Buddha and cultivating demons, and judged through intelligence that Lu Bei's strength after becoming demons is far superior to him, so he formed this battle, preferring not to become demons himself, and not giving Lu Bei a chance to become demons.

  The battle flag of the magic treasure that intersects life and death is the center, the map of Dawei Fumo is the foundation, and the Wanzai Town Demon Monument of Dashan Temple...

it's all over!

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——" x2

  Zhu He looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

  Why the accent?

  He stopped laughing, looked at Lu Bei who was laughing heartily, his eyes sank, and his face was filled with gloom.

  Why are you still smiling so happily?

  Lu Bei stopped beating Zhu Xiuyun unilaterally, looked at the Sifang Town Demon Monument, and thought to himself, God help me, there is no need to go to the Dashan Temple to pick up the table legs that he didn't pick up.

   "Thanks for the gift of nature, this suzerain accepts it with a smile."

  The moment the map of Dawei Fumo was completed, Lu Bei realized who the formation was targeting, and he could only say one thing, Zhu He was thinking too much.

  As far as the number of people present is concerned, there is a serious shortage of demonic thoughts, and they are not as good as the former Taifu. He insisted on attracting magical thoughts into his body, but he could only recruit the dark demon god, not the great demon **** who can convince people with virtue.

  The Dark Demon God has farts, not dogs.

  There are no demons, and the map of subduing demons and the tablet of suppressing demons have suppressed the loneliness.

   "I have seen it all. It was you who made the first move. This suzerain had no choice but to fight back."

  Lu Bei pursed his lips, glanced at the fusion period of the royal family and Emperor Jizong, and couldn't hold back, he let out a hearty laugh again.

   After a few seconds, he stopped laughing and clenched his fists to kill everyone.

   But before that...

   Shua!

   With a flash of golden light, Lu Bei stepped in front of Zhu Qilan. The latter bit his lips tightly, with bewilderment written on his blank face.

  Boom! !

  The front of the fist hit the chest hard, Zhu Qilan lost his eyesight, hugged Lu Bei's arm with both hands, and almost passed out from the pain.

   When the body hurts, the heart hurts even more.

   "Sleep, I have my own opinion, and I won't embarrass you."

   Lu Bei murmured, his ferocious face restrained, and he smiled faintly at Zhu Qilan.

  The sweet smile was extremely gentle, and Zhu Qilan's heart warmed up, and he closed his eyes and bowed his head without making a sound.

   "Google!"

  Lu Bei opened his mouth to swallow the person, and grinned to look at where Zhu Xiushi was. When the lightning flashed, the white sword energy cut through thousands of whisks, and released the group of fusion phases to regain their freedom.

  Then, under Zhu Xiushi's expectant eyes, the fist strikes down, and the sky spins in front of her eyes, falling to the ground like a cannonball.

  The dust column soared into the sky.

  Zhu Xiushi was coughing up blood, and his flickering eyes were filled with bewilderment.

  She is also very embarrassed, why not let her sleep?

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

  High in the sky, Lu Bei raised his arms and laughed loudly, rushing into the crowd of the royal family fusion stage, his fists and fists were like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and there was no enemy.

  Cut experience cut to fly.

   "Happy!"

  Lu Bei laughed wantonly, and at the same time secretly said that it was a pity that the old father-in-law Zhu Bangchun who accompanied the wine at the family banquet was not there, otherwise it would be even more enjoyable to punch him.

   Zhu He: "..."

  Looking at Lu Bei, who was acting recklessly and without any scruples at all, his mind went blank, and he was speechless for a long time.

  But there is one thing, Zhu He can be sure, there must be monsters when things go wrong, and Lu Bei doesn’t play cards according to the routine...

   No, it should be said that he completely followed his plan, without any hesitation like a reckless man.

  Is the head of the Heavenly Sword Sect a fool without a brain?

   Certainly not, if he had no brains, everyone in the world would be shorter.

   What is wrong?

  Suddenly, Zhu He's eyes shrank suddenly, and he realized that there was a heavyweight figure missing in the field.

  Teacher!

   "You go to Zhu Yuan..."

  Zhu He woke up startled, turned to Zhu Xian and said: "The situation is not right, you go and defend the Blood God Formation, don't let the Taifu disturb the situation."

  (end of this chapter)