Taoist Huang Ting

"Old Demon Guangyuan, if you can't escape, you can catch it quickly!"

Eight hundred miles of Broken Dragon Cliff.

Yun Juanyun Shu is like a dragon with his head severed.

The road was paved between the heaven and the earth, and the monks with aspirations stood in the air, standing proudly in the sky, each holding a magic weapon.

Lu Qingfeng stood in the middle of the void.

Seeing the cultivators of the Quartet, all of them are as inspiring.

He alone has the devilish intent on his body, and he has a posture of being full of gods and Buddhas to encircle the heaven and earth.

The four directions are divine, and there is a bowl across the sky, and two golden and blue beams of light hang high in the sky. Cooperating with Shenguang, he stopped all the roads in all directions.

Rao is Lu Qingfeng with a cloud on his feet, mastering the cave view of Daluo, and can not get out of the left and right branches.

"Purple golden bowl."

Lu Qingfeng raised his head and looked at the bowl in the sky.

[Materials: Purple Golden Bowl]

【Class: Eighth】

[Description: Osumi Mountain is the treasure. As soon as he shot it, two golden and blue phosgene dragons drew water, flying out of the glen mouth and hanging from the air. The two phosgenes are very powerful, and they will reunite with each other. One will fly sword, magic weapon, thunder and fire, and never want to move forward. The flying sword with that skill and grade was still sucked by it, and the escape method was restrained. 】

"The eighth-order magical instruments are here."

Lu Qingfeng looked at the monks from all over the sky on Broken Dragon Cliff and fell on a group of old monks. Especially the headed old monk who is only a child.

The purple golden bowl in the sky was moved by him.

"The Kutua monk deserves to be the head of the three great monks of Mount Daxume. This purple gold bowl is really powerful. It's just that the magical light technique used by the non-phased monk is what kind of Buddhism supernatural power?"

Lu Qingfeng moved his eyes from the child-tall Kutuo monk to the side, with a solemn face and a mountain-like body. This person's palms are put together, the treasure is solemn, and the light is blooming.

Lu Qingfeng can't be trapped in the pure purple gold bowl.

However, with the blessing of the divine light of this invisible monk, Lu Qingfeng's back road was cut off.

Lu Qingfeng was not afraid of death, only curious.

"Osumi's wishful barrier has no phase divine light."

"This is the supreme supernatural power of Buddhism, divine light obstructs the road, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. Guangyuan donors are not easy to practice, remember to turn back to the shore."

"Amitabha!"

The no-phase **** monk proclaims the Buddha's title, as a compassionate figure.

"Haha!"

"The monk joked."

Lu Qingfeng laughed loudly, not afraid at all.

This life.

Not counted on garbage stars.

Coming to Fengyuexing for fifty-six years, fiercely fighting Fengyuexing, and fighting against many pill-forming mortals. While honing supernatural powers and skills, while gaining experience in fighting skills. In the Huoling Shell Field, being able to fight with Jiu Panpo is inseparable from the rich experience gained from dozens and hundreds of battles on Maple Moon Star.

Although besieged at this moment, it is not a dead end.

This kind of rare opportunity to see Fengyuexing's top cultivators reveal their magical weapons and supernatural powers is really rare. Lu Qingfeng couldn't get out for the time being, so he simply had a good experience.

"Purple golden bowl."

"Osumi's wishful barrier has no phase divine light."

Lu Qingfeng's gaze turned and fell on the seven real people on the sky side, "The Buddhism trapped me, I don't know the seven real people of Qingyun School, but want to use thunder to conquer demons?"

Qingyun school.

The first seat of the Seven Peaks is a real person in the Judgment Realm, with profound Taoism and profound thunder. The seven people joined forces, without fear of any Jindan real person, as the top powerhouse of Fengyuexing.

Before that, Lu Qingfeng had fought with the real people of Qingyun faction for more than ten times, most of them were the real people of the virtual pill and the real pill.

No one is weak, after all, it is not as good as the "Qingyun Qizhen". Lu Qingfeng was about to see the top-notch techniques of the Qingyun School, and he was excited.

Seven real people were unmoved.

On the contrary, it was the last smiling monk among the three great monks of Mount Osume. He smiled, took off a golden ring from his wrist, and said slowly, "Why do the seven Dao brothers of Qingyun send the action. This is the former Zen Master Daxiong." The treasure of demons in the year is called the "Golden Ring of Demon Suppressing Demons", designed for the purpose of subduing demons and demons."

"Guangyuan donor, offended."

The smiling **** monk folded his palms together and bowed slightly towards Lu Qingfeng.

He gently threw the golden ring in his hand from the air downwards, his lips moved slightly, but he was reciting the six-character magic charm silently, and pinched the Buddhist seal to bless the golden ring.

[Artifact: Fumo Golden Ring]

【Class: Eighth】

[Explanation: Zen Master Daxiong, the treasure of the devil-casting in the past, is easy to use. As long as you memorize the six-character magic talisman, follow the Buddhist scriptures you have learned, and preside over it with your own true spirit, you can use it with your heart. 】

"Fumo Golden Ring!"

"The Black Star Realm deserves to be the place where the Arhats were sitting still and spreading the Dharma. Although it has undergone great destruction, the Dharma has finally flourished and passed down countless Buddhist artifacts!"

Lu Qingfeng saw Jin Huan and was on guard.

Limited by the cultivation base, with the eighth-order magical artifacts in hand, these cultivators at the pill formation level can't exert all their powers. But after all, it was an eighth-order magic weapon, almost a fairy weapon, and it was definitely not an easy time to stop.

Holding the magic weapon and fighting against the soul with the golden core is just waiting.

Let alone Lu Qingfeng.

As far as the eye can see.

The Fumo golden ring drifted down and turned into a circle of golden clouds, and Lu Qingfeng was surrounded by his head.

Tighten up immediately!

"Taiyin Duer Robe!"

Lu Qingfeng was not in a hurry, and the Yuehua robe appeared, shining brightly. Du Tian Xuan Ming's strategy fell in his heart, Zhu Rong Demon God mastered it with one hand, and the three thousand six hundred spiritual virtual level Xuan Ming Yin soldiers inside borrowed force, and there were also two pill formation peaks, the heavenly ghost generals.

The breath skyrocketed.

Although Lu Qingfeng was only in the Spirit Void and Silent Realm, he used such majestic power to rush his own breath towards the peak of the golden core.

Infinitely majestic, almost breaking through the bottleneck of pill formation, reaching the realm of the soul.

Such mana.

No matter how Jinxia shrinks, the Taiyin Du'er robe will never break.

Great supernatural powers are extraordinary after all.

Far from being easily broken by a golden core old monk urging the eighth-order magical artifact. The golden light of Fumo turned into golden clouds and kept flashing, trying to suppress the breath of demons. But the "Twelve Capitals of the Demon Gods" is extremely mysterious, and the demon gods gather together the demon thoughts of the heavens. If the smiling monk is stronger, maybe it can be restrained.

Only in the Golden Core Realm, it was a little worse.

"What an old demon!"

"Don't panic the three gods and monks, let's see my Qingyun send thunder method!"

Seeing the three gods and monks join forces, they can only trap Lu Qingfeng. The first seat of the Qingyun School of Seven Peaks finally ceased to wait and see, and the leading mysterious Taoist screamed, stepping on the sky in front. Then the six real people, Dragon Head, Chi Ling, Shui Yue, Fenghui, Chaoyang, and Tianyun moved together.

Seven swords point to the sky.

The mysterious Taoist stood at the forefront, holding a sword with the hilt at the pubic area, and the blade of the sword struck the tip of his nose and pointed it straight for nine days. Pinching Dao Jue with his hand, there was a flash of thunder on the center of his eyebrows, and he yelled--

"Nine Heavens Profound Temple, turned into a divine thunder. Huanghuang Tianwei, draw it with the sword!"

Thunder in nine days.

If there are thousands of thunder gods moving together, the thunder billows between the hands and the feet, the thunder abyss, the judgment demon.

"Qingyun sends thunder method!"

Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes wide when he started working with the seven real people of Qingyun School. It was a little disappointed until the thunder was attracted.

"More than super order."

"Insufficient supernatural powers."

Silently shook his head.

Rumble!

The thunder roared, and the lightning flashed.

"live!"

Lu Qingfeng pointed the sky, and the thousands of thunders immediately stopped.

"This--"

The monks in Broken Dragon Cliff were shocked. The eyes converged, and only felt under the thunder for a moment. This old demon in Guangyuan was like the **** of thunder. He was in charge of thunder, electric dragons and snakes, and the sound of thunder resounded, but no thunder was added.

Wandering around, extremely tame.

The next moment.

"Little Thousand Thunder Prison!"

Lu Qingfeng pierced the sky with a finger, and the thunder caused by the seven real people of Qingyun faction shook together.

At the same time out of control.

"not good!"

Qingyun Qizhen's complexion changed drastically, and the divine sword in his hand was swayed, and the magic arts urged to the extreme.

unfortunately.

In vain.

The sky full of thunder attracted by the blue clouds, like a wild horse, is not controlled by him and others, but is actually used by the old demon of Guangyuan. The Thunder Prison came, covering the entire Broken Dragon Cliff, covering all three real people and other real people.

Boom boom boom!

The roar continued, and the thunder swept across, slashing the skin of the slightly weaker real person, and fell to the cloud in a panic.

"The devil is arrogant."

"Everyone shot together!"

There was a loud shout from the thunder prison.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Qingfeng saw a ray of light in his eyes, flashing straight to his eyes.

[Materials: two gas rings]

【Class: Eighth】

[Explanation: The ancestor of the Qingyun School made the most precious treasure. When it first appeared, it was just a faint blue-purple aperture surrounding the body, only a few feet large. Then a mist of light was emitted, enclosing the person, forming a blue and red air mass, which worked magically according to people's mind. If the enemy knows the opportunity, it will give way and let it fly away, but nothing will happen; otherwise, once a trouble occurs, it will shoot sharply, dazzling and violent thousands of times, like a sun wheel, even the treasure master can't control it. Regardless of the world, any powerful flying sword magic weapon, iron and stone ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ will be crushed next to each other. 】

"What a second gas ring!"

Lu Qingfeng was shocked, feeling a life and death crisis. Repeatedly stepping on the foot, Yun Dian stepped forward, to avoid this two-qi ring that destroys the world and destroys the world.

However, at this time, the two light beams entangled in the purple golden bowl in the sky, sealing Lu Qingfeng from the left to the right. The non-phase **** monk displayed his divine light, and also compressed the space of Lu Qingfeng's turning circle. Another Fumo Jinhuan turned into Jinxia to encircle Lu Qingfeng.

Inevitable.

Can only produce resistance!

"Taiyin Duer Robe!"

"Yellow robe is true!"

Lu Qingfeng thought about it, the Taiyin crossing the Er robe swelled, and the yellow robe hit the bottom, and immediately collided with the second air ring.

Boom boom boom!

"puff!"

In the roar, in only an instant, the Taiyin Du'er robe shattered, and the second qi ring was hitting Lu Qingfeng. Lu Qingfeng was hit and flew upside down, bleeding in his mouth.

Endure the pain and try to stabilize his figure.

Chest.

A faint golden light flickered, and the Golden Silkworm Gu was on standby at any time, ready to die for Lu Qingfeng.

"Don't be entangled!"

The three sects joined forces, and the magic weapon was tyrannical.

Although Lu Qingfeng had the help of Dao soldiers and various magic methods, his cultivation base was limited after all, and he was invincible.

"Dutian Demon turns blood into a flying body!"

As soon as his heart was moving, he wanted to explode the Demon God of Gonggong in his body and muffle his voice.

But listened--

"Old Demon Guangyuan, where to go!"

Look back.

In the Shangyuan Palace array, the real Jin Dan became more and more cold, and an eight-story palace suddenly appeared in his palm. Throwing it casually, it fell towards him. The tower rises in the wind, and it will soon envelop the world.

The extremely large suction power enveloped Lu Qingfeng, dragging it towards the palace.

"Shangyuan Eight Views Building?!"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes flickered, and he quickly suppressed the co-working **** and demon in his body, letting go of resistance.

Swift!

Was taken into the palace.

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