Chapter 607 Continue, don't stop

  Dawei Fumo map.

  The golden light looted and moved, so fast that even the divine sense couldn't capture it.

  In the chaos, Lu Bei raised his fists and swords, and harvested experience methodically. Zhu Xiuyun, who was chasing from behind, was a step slower every time, in vain.

   "Happy!"

   After more than ten breaths, there are only three people left standing in the field.

  Lu Bei.

  Zhu Xiuyun.

   Zhuhe.

   In fact, there is Zhu Xiushi lying down below. The fun people are dissatisfied with the alliance between the royal family and Huangjizong, and even more dissatisfied that the target of the joint confrontation is Lu Bei.

  Lie down wherever you fall, and express your dissatisfaction with practical actions.

  Do whatever you like, she went to bed first.

  Ignoring the self-defeating Le Ziren, the expressions of the three people in the formation are different.

  Zhu Xiuyun was expressionless, while Zhu He looked dignified. He felt that Zhu Xian would not come back for a long time, so he must have met the tutor.

   There was no movement from the strong aid for a long time, and the Blood God Formation didn't know how long it could last. The scale of victory was slightly swaying, which made him feel anxious, wondering if he had been cheated.

No!

  That person gave him the Demon Suppressing Monument of Dashan Temple, and also helped him control Zhu Xiuyun. His efforts have not yet come to fruition, so there is no reason to give up easily.

  Zhu He stabilized his mind, and the two brothers stood side by side after many years of absence. Opposite was Lu Bei, who laughed heartily. In his dream, the royal family and Huangjizong once again joined forces to fight against Tianjianzong.

   This time, the Heavenly Sword Sect has recovered its suzerain, and the situation has reversed.

   "Hold him, I'll seal it."

  Zhu He spoke in a cold voice, sat cross-legged on the ground, and recited scriptures. Above the big formation, Vajra Preceptor sat down cross-legged, with his right hand on his right knee and his fingers touching the ground, to show that he subdued the demons.

   Touch the ground and drop the magic seal.

  Who is the devil? Naturally, it goes without saying.

  Zhu Xiuyun stepped forward with a single step, his whole body was full of blood, and his five fingers clasped together to form a round seal. The blooming golden lotus came down like a blade, slashing towards Lu Bei's position one after another.

  The Buddha's light is thick and solid, but the speed is too slow. To be precise, it is too slow compared to Lu Bei. Hundreds of golden lights streaked across the void, and all of them were easily flashed.

  buzz buzz——

  King Kong's fingertips touched the bottom, and the large formation fainted with ripples.

   Lu Beiren was in the formation, as if he was mired deep in the mud, and the surrounding space was obscure and hard to understand. Suddenly, he was as solid as a rock. He paused, and his movement speed suddenly slowed down.

  At the same time, Zhu Xiuyun seemed to be blessed by the Vajra, and controlled one of the six magical powers of Buddhism, the magical foot power, doubled his speed, and overwhelmed Lu Bei in an instant.

  The Buddha's light is haloed, and a golden bell is looming.

  Zhu Xiuyun surrounded the golden light, blasted out his fists, swastikas swastikas were printed one after another, Zen sounds came together, and the infinite magnificence was mixed with a strong destructive momentum.

   Fist intent.

   Palm meaning.

  Volve the magic.

  The big seal of the **** flowed golden light, superimposed layer upon layer, sealing off all directions of the world, and approached Lu Bei's side in a blink of an eye.

   Lu Bei opened the way with his fists, but was suppressed by the Vajra Falling Demon Seal, and his actions were never as easy as before. He smashed hundreds of golden seals, and took the magic weapon, the Fantian Seal, to block in front of him.

  Boom! Rumble——

   There was a loud thunder, and the golden Buddha's light radiated in all directions, as if the moment of destruction came, the shock wave swept away in all directions, and the world in the distance groaned.

  In the hissing wind, the rock-solid space cracked several gaps, and the overflowing black air flow could not stop for a long time.

   "Continue!" Zhu He shouted.

  Zhu Xiuyun got the order, his eyes widened into a diamond shape, his body roared bursts, streams of scorching golden energy surged up, and blood energy surged like a great river.

  Golden Qi draws a circle and lingers, and a golden flame is ignited. From a distance, a big sun rising in the darkness can be seen, emitting Buddha's light like a heat wave.

  The scorching breath flows, and the momentum rises and rises again and again, expanding like the sun has no end.

  At the moment when he was approaching the peak, Zhu Xiuyun pushed away the big sun wheel seal with both hands.

  The Buddha's light shrouded thousands of people, and the heavy coercion was unbearable. At this moment, the earth sank several feet.

  Boom!

  Boom!

  Boom! !

  Golden light illuminates the night sky, immeasurable light suddenly appears, a golden column of air stands between the sky and the earth, the supreme will tore apart the solidified void, falling into one side, the sky and the earth shrink rapidly.

  The sky collapsed and the earth fell.

  Blessed by the King Kong’s subjugation of demons, and suppressed by special products from Dashan Temple, all the disciples of the Zhu family were barely unharmed, and only three-quarters died to nine-tenths died.

  Zhu Xiuyun stood panting in mid-air, and when he made this seal, the golden light on his body was dimmed, and his primordial spirit was much weaker.

   "Go on, don't stop."

  Zhu He urged, how could the lord of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who was not killed by the Yaozu, be killed by Zhu Xiuyun with one move? He was seriously injured and must still be alive.

   Shua!

  Golden light came horizontally and vertically, Lu Bei patted his chest with lingering fear, and said hesitantly: "As expected of a lay disciple from Dashan Temple, the Dharma is really brilliant, if it wasn't for the master's chess skills, he would have been roasted just now."

   As he spoke, he patted his uninjured shoulder again.

  The sleeves are not dirty.

  Zhu He's face darkened suddenly, the magic seal of touching the ground and subduing magic is still there, and the blessing of Vajra is also there, Lu Bei shouldn't have escaped to be a genius.

   What magical power did he use?

   "Is it strange that the suzerain is unscathed?"

  Lu Bei grinned, and fixedly looked at Zhu Xiuyun, seeing his cold poker face, thought to himself that he was bored, and turned to look at the real master Zhu He.

  Zhu He's complexion is gloomy, his mind is like him, he has never seen any scene, and he is not seduced by Lu Bei at all.

"Before I played with you, I only used 50% of my strength. Now that the warm-up is over, the suzerain should pay the bill." Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and 50% of his strength was impossible. The ability to avoid Zhu Xiuyun's big move depends entirely on his inventory qualification.

  【Speed ​​Lv8 (10w/2E)】

  The speed attribute is eight times that of the original foundation.

  Attributes: Strength 23w (47265), Speed ​​26w (33060), Spirit 17w (44940), Stamina 44498, Charm 1615, Lucky 3

  Out of respect for the world of cultivating immortals, Lu Bei dare not say that his speed is the best in the world. The golden-winged roc is still in the growth stage and has just left the seedlings. It is safer to be humble.

  But to say that Wu Zhou is the fastest, he thinks he has no problem.

  Even if you add Yunzhong Pavilion and Dashan Temple.

   "Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

  Hearing the hearty laughter, Zhu He's face turned livid, he hid his hands in his sleeves, and held up a holy white flower.

   Magic weapon, Bianhua.

   "Let's go together, don't give him a chance to breathe, he must be injured."

  Then the words fell, Zhu Xiuyun took out the magic weapon Qingtian Qi stick, transformed into eight streamers, and made a total of nine in the body, and shot at Lu Bei who was still laughing.

  Nine figures were violent, and a thick stick rose up. At a glance, they exploded into a shattered void like a stormy sea. They were all entities, and none of them were illusions of clones.

  Nine sticks bombarded down, breaking Lu Bei's head, shoulders, arms, waist, and legs, and smashing a body to pieces with fierce force.

   Zhu Xiuyun, who was able to get it easily, was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized: "There are three thousand bodies in the Buddhist sect. He practiced the Dharma. He is a Buddha when he is a Buddha, and he is a demon if he is a demon, so he is not afraid of the Buddha's light in the great sun."

   No one responded to the self-talking explanation.

   Lu Bei clenched his fists to kill Zhu He, clasped his five fingers and clasped his claws, and went straight to the magic weapon, the Bianhuahua.

  The four repairing generations of the old Zhu family, Zhu Xiushi repaired a multicolored stone, Zhu Xiuzhu repaired a bamboo stick, and it was Zhu He and Zhu Xiuyun's turn, one repaired a flower and the other repaired a stick.

  Flowers are understandable. Flowers and grass bloom by the river. What do sticks mean? Is it related to clouds?

  Golden light flashed instantly, and Lu Bei was coming very fast. Even if he was suppressed by the Jiangmo Seal, Zhu He's divine sense could not keep up.

  But the moment his fingertips touched the Bianhua, the banner of the battle flag standing beside Zhu He burst into chaotic airflow, and several portals were erected in the air.

  Lu Bei escaped into a portal, reappeared, away from Zhu He, and came in front of Zhu Xiuyun.

   Nine sticks across the sky, forming a battle formation of its own, carrying the terrifying power of landslides and ground cracks, and smashed down.

  Lu Bei didn't have time to think about it, the human and the sword retreated instead of advancing, and the fists opened and closed, exploding the black mist in the void, blasting out nine fist marks in a row.

  Fist front condenses immortal sword intent, blending into Bai Jin's comprehension of dao rhyme.

  But seeing streams of light sweeping across, the muffled thunder exploded at the same time, the river seemed to be overturned in the strong wind, eight figures flew out backwards, and the people disintegrated into golden powder in midair.

  Zhu Xiuyun's body was punched by Lu Bei in the front, his head was tilted back and his neck was stretched, and one side of his eyes was bulging, and he almost jumped out.

boom!

  The black eyes burst, and a white light unfolded.

   Immortal Sword Intent!

   Weird force washed Zhu Xiuyun's limbs and bones, and Dao Yun, who had mixed into it, took advantage of the fire to rob, wiped out all the vitality, and went straight to the hiding place of Yuanshen.

   At the critical moment, Zhu Xiuyun shook his arms, and the muscles all over his body suddenly tensed.

...

   "Turn around baby please!"

   Lu Bei held the jasper gourd in his hand, and took advantage of his illness to kill him, so as not to give Zhu Xiuyun a little time to breathe.

After merging with Zhu Qilan, both of them practiced Yin-Yang Separation and Combination Techniques. Although Lu Bei did not have the fate of a white tiger, his ability to control the innate golden essence increased greatly, and a single light was invincible. He easily broke Zhu Xiuyun's golden body, leaving a **** spot between his eyebrows hole.

   "Turn around baby please!"

   Lu Bei holds the dragon-binding rope, which binds Zhu Xiuyun so that he cannot move. He makes up for it with a punch, first takes away the golden stick, and then adds an innate golden essence.

  The three combos came easily, and in the blink of an eye, Zhu Xiuyun was defeated in a blink of an eye. The golden body was mottled and cracked with several cracks. With the pressure of Tianyin across the sky, the golden body made of hard work disappeared.

  Zhu Xiuyun's body was covered with a transparent halo, the golden paint was peeling off from his body, and veins of blood were swimming under the transparent skin.

  Having been tempered by the Buddha's mind, the body after years of hard work is crystal clear, so pure that some suzerains who are full of bad water can't help but sigh.

  However, in his perfect body, the shocking characters linger, the rhyme of Taoism is rampant, and the soul is trapped on one side, and life and death are only in the blink of an eye.

   "Cut!"

   Lu Bei's eyes shone with golden light, and his palm formed a sword hanging high. The white light sword fell, and his head fell straight to the ground.

  The headless body stumbled, waving its arms around, as if trying to retrieve the lost head.

   At this moment, the portal of chaos opened, and the blood-colored giant claws grabbed Zhu Xiuyun's body and brought him to the seat of the precept-holding Vajra.

  Lu Bei turned his head to look at Zhu He. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the door concealed by the Zhanqi. After pondering for a moment, he smiled brightly and said, "Zhu He, you don't understand the reason why your lips are dead and your teeth are cold. It's your turn to go on the road."

   "Sect Master Lu was joking, Zhu Xiuyun killed Hu Er, it is only natural for you to avenge your mother, how can Zhu stop it." Zhu He smiled back, the means of sowing dissension are obvious, but it is better than a simple and practical one.

   "Hey hey, my suzerain doesn't think so."

   Lu Bei grinned and raised an eyebrow at Zhu He.

  Smiling on the surface but not smiling, it is very intrusive.

  Outside of Dawei Fumotu, a figure slowly emerged.

  With a graceful figure and an alluring posture that is as picturesque as a painting, it is Hu Er who has stepped into the fourth level of tribulation.

   "Fox Er, you..."

  Zhu He's eyes shrank suddenly, and the black tide surged in his eyes. He was shocked to find that Hu Er was not only not dead, but also had a stable breath after crossing the catastrophe, and he didn't even get hurt.

   "Impossible, Zhu Xiuyun's relic is still there, and the Heavenly Tribulation is so majestic, how can you be safe and sound!"

   "Your Excellency, please worry too much. This cat is safe for Hu, and it's not time to return to heaven and earth." Hu Er smiled lightly, and raised his hand to break the map of Dawei subduing demons from the outside.

   "The godmother has such a good manner, the child admires it!"

  Lu Bei hurriedly stopped: "Such a treacherous person, killing him will only dirty your old man's hands, I'll come, I'm not afraid of getting dirty."

   After the voice fell, another beautiful figure appeared.

   Tai Fu.

  (end of this chapter)