The sword energy reflects the light, Dong Jun has come out, general!

The scorching spring thunder shook the sky, the thunder shook and the lightning scattered, and the snow splashed and frost floated.

In the mansion of Dazhu Kingdom, Su Houcang, who had his hands on his back, seemed to sense that in the Taixuan Palace, the thunder of law was being lifted up, Dongjun, and the spring thunder were wrapped, gradually melting away, and there was a rare surprise in his eyes.

In Taixuan Jing, apart from those who are in the clouds in the palace, there are also people like Baili Qingfeng who are independent and watch the passing of time. However, in the early morning, he has already taken Yu Qixiang out to look for wine.

So when the light of support rose up in Taixuan Palace, Dongjun's two sword energies, and spring thunder exploded.

The free and easy white-haired drinker suddenly stopped and stood on the street, turning his head to look at the glorious palace.

His green clothes were fluttering, and he seemed to have seen the scene in Taixuan Palace, and said to himself: "Slaying demons also kills gods. Is there anyone in this world who is born with enlightenment?"

Yu Qixiang stood beside him, with some curiosity in her eyes. She also turned to look at Taixuan Palace. Soon the curiosity in her eyes became more and more intense. Behind her, there was another yellow flower blooming, which seemed to never wither.

But in Taixuan Palace, everything seems to have settled.

The thunder of law hanging high in the sky was supported by Dongjun, two sword energy, and a spring thunder sword intent lingered, clear and blazing light, illuminating Taixuan Palace.

At this moment, even the scorching sun hanging high in the sky seemed to be robbed of its light by the sword energy and sword intent on Lu Jing's body.

Lu Jing stood casually on the podium in front of the palace, and the many thunder lights behind him turned into waves, blending into Lu Jing's body itself and into Lu Jing's soul.

Under Lu Jing's Yuan Shen, the sea of ​​thunder became more and more surging and turbulent, lifting the Yuan Shen!

At this moment, there was a faint flash of thunder in Lu Jing's eyes, and his originally gentle face was filled with majesty and intimidation.

The Breathing Wind Knife returned to its sheath.

The same is true for the Raincalling Sword hovering in the sky.

The clouds and mist were accumulating, and the breeze was blowing. Lu Jing, with his white clothes fluttering, stood quietly, with understanding still in his eyes.

At this moment, the eyes of many people, whether it was on the Xuantai in front of the palace or in the Taiqian Palace, were completely focused on Lu Jing.

At this moment, Lu Jing's sword energy rose fiercely into the sky. His righteousness was like a rainbow. Under his destiny, he vaguely felt a dense demonic energy trying to fly out from it.

"This is a method of cultivating demons." Lu Jing was thoughtful in his mind, and the Fuguang Sword Qi flashed slightly. Half of the dense demonic energy was cut off by the Fuguang Sword Qi in an instant, and the other half traveled through time and space and disappeared.

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Lu Jing looked indifferently at the direction in which the demonic energy was going... that was Gu Chenxiao's Hengshan Mansion.

Standing on the pavilion, Gu Chenxiao saw with his own eyes Lu Jing's sword energy rising into the sky and turning into a suspended sun.

Dongjun, Riye!

Lu Jing has been cultivating his sword spirit since he cultivated Fuguang Sword Qi. Now, he has reached a higher level just as he thought.

And all this made the already crazy Gu Chenxiao look even more gloomy.

He stood on the palace pavilion, looking at the scene motionlessly. In his mind, a big demon roared crazily, almost overflowing with ferocious thoughts and obsessions, almost swallowing up Gu Chenxiao.

Far away in the capital of Qi State, there is a palace of bones made of human bones and flesh.

It was originally a blazing will-o'-the-wisp, but it suddenly flourished, and soon became flickering and extinguishing uncertainly.

"The method of holding demons... Lu Jing is both a stumbling block and a great opportunity."

Gu Chenxiao's eyes revealed an extremely primitive desire to kill, as if mortals were still seeing plump flesh and blood in the era when they drank hair and blood.

He looked at Lu Jing with this look.

Lu Jing, who was reflected by many thunders, also turned his head at this moment and glanced at Gu Chenxiao, with a smile on his face.

Just one glance!

In an instant, the Fuguang Sword Qi reflected in the sky was like the sun shining high in the sky, and the sword Qi rays of light fell in bursts, shining on Gu Chenxiao.

For a moment... the big demon he had cultivated in his mind seemed to be burned by heavenly fire and screamed in agony.

The Fuguang Sword Intention was all-pervasive, shining into the darkness in Gu Chenxiao's mind. Gu Chenxiao felt a sharp pain, coming from his mind, and the great demon's shrill howl seemed to be coming from all directions, making this man

The prince of Qi's face turned even paler.

But even in such severe pain, Gu Chenxiao's expression remained unchanged. He squinted his eyes and seemed to even enjoy the unbearable pain that ordinary monks could endure.

He still looked at Lu Jing, stretched out his blood-red tongue and pursed his lips. From a very far distance, he said silently: "I'm going to...eat you."

Chi!

But before Gu Chenxiao finished speaking, he saw Lu Jing in the distance smiling at him, "Like a ghost, like a demon, a monster... I can kill the big devil, and I can kill you too."

A spiritual thought from Lu Jing surged into Gu Chenxiao's mind. Gu Chenxiao had a thought in his mind... only to see that the sword intention of supporting the light, which seemed to be a trivial matter, dissipated in an instant, and was replaced by a real one.

Tuan Haoran's righteousness, mixed with the rising Dongjun's sword intent, surged in crazily.

In just a moment, the demon silently invaded his heart.

Gu Chenxiao was shocked, and the energy and blood all over his body gathered in an instant. He wanted to stop Lu Jing... but it was too late.

Dongjun's sword intent and Haoran's righteousness suppressed the demon in his heart in just an instant. The pain, which was a hundred times more intense than before, instantly occupied his mind.

"Lu Jing...are you plotting against me?"

Gu Chenxiao gritted his teeth and his eyes were filled with tears. Unimaginable pain swept through his mind like a storm.

Lu Jing turned his head indifferently, and the legal thunder behind him had completely integrated into his soul, turning into a vast sea of ​​thunder.

"The thing I am not afraid of the most is the monsters. Gu Chenxiao, if you hadn't been burdened with a huge ambush, the lives of the people of Qi and the two countries, and a huge disaster, you would have been dead by now.

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Lu Jing's voice came out loudly from Dongjun's sword intention and aura, and fell into Gu Chenxiao's mind. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting him hard, making him miserable.

However, Gu Chenxiao was still unconvinced and murmured to himself intermittently, "Lu Jing... If you have the courage, take Dongjun, Fuguang, Chunlei, and your ability to call the wind and rain, and confront me head-on.

What does it matter if I use the light as a bait to trap the demon I hold on to?" Lu Jing's thoughts flashed through his mind, and Gu Chenxiao, who was tall and wearing an extravagant red robe, turned livid in the blink of an eye.

Lu Jing was speechless. However, Lu Jing remained calm and stood on the stage in front of the palace. The brief confrontation between him and Gu Chenxiao was naturally witnessed by many people in Taiqian Palace.

However, none of these people stopped Lu Jing. Even Jiang Baishi, who was sitting in front of the jade case, stood up and saluted Emperor Chongtian with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Emperor Chongtian's expression did not change, and he said softly, "The method of holding demons has come to the Taiqian Palace. In this case, I will send a letter to King Qiyuan."

Let him... kill the monk Zhaoxing who cast the spell in the Palace of Bones, send him three thousand red-blooded horses, and let him carefully write down this matter on his bamboo slip."

Before Jiang Baishi sat back on the jade table, of course, an official had carefully recorded the edict of Emperor Chongtian. Soon after, Emperor Dafu Chongtian would go to the Qi Palace with his decree.

Although the two countries are friendly countries, things like this can be said to offend the majesty of Taixuan Palace and deserve to be severely criticized by Qi State!

This was originally the price that the Prince of Qi wanted to pay when he plotted against Lu Jing.

"Lu Jing... used the cultivation of transformation to enforce the law, and even killed the thunder god manifested in it."

Jiang Baishi spoke again, with a smile on his old face, and said to Emperor Chongtian, "With a genius like Lu Jing, it may be a sign of prosperity."

Many civil and military officials were suddenly shocked!

When Lu Jingjian came out to support the light, Dong Jun was hanging high, spring thunder exploded again, two third-grade treasures were unsheathed, and there was a vague wind and rain, which made these people in the court somewhat forget...

Lu Jing was actually still in the realm of true cultivation. He was far from the realm of divine fire, yet he still had to plant a divine fire seed and grow a divine fire!

And the next thought, another person appeared in their minds... That person was also wearing white clothes. He carried a sword when he was a boy, and he also won the palace test.

Ask the Holy Lord to grant you the right to wear a sword in white clothes, sit upright in Taixuanjing, and cultivate the sword spirit that an immortal invites!

At that time, Taixuan was most proud of himself. Apart from the library and the prosperity of Taixuanjing itself, his third greatest pride was the man in white wearing a sword.

Now, thirty-five years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the man in white walked out of Taixuanjing and became a world-famous swordsman and the leader of swordsmen.

Today, thirty-five years later... Taixuanjing has one more person who transforms the truth and enforces the law, and one more leader of the Three Trials.

At this time, Lu Jing was wearing two wind-calling rain swords on his waist, and two treasures, one black and one white, set off his slender and straight body. The young man here looked like a celestial being in the sky.

The powerful Thunder of Law has been completely integrated into Lu Jing Yuan Shen. Lu Jing Yuan Shen is sitting in the real palace, but there is thunder lingering on it. At the same time, in Lu Jing Chun Lei Qi and blood, the thick thunder spreads down, all over

Every inch of Lu Jing's flesh and blood, every inch of his muscles and bones, and extremely powerful energy and blood surged out of his body, making him nothing like a four-level snow mountain monk.

Nanheyu, Yesheyu, cross the river, Xu Xingzhi...

The prince, Duke Chu, and even Li Guanlong in the palace all discovered that the seventeen-year-old Lu Jing's cultivation base had become so strong that no one could compare with him among the young men in Taixuanjing.

Even those who are older than him can only suppress him with much higher levels of cultivation.

Yu Zhuoxian, who was always watching the play silently, had an undisguised smile on his face, "Can Lu Jing today be called the leader in transforming reality? Looking at the world, there may be someone who can surpass Lu Jing in the state of transforming reality."

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Duke Chu, Li Guanlong didn't say much, just...

Lu Jing has now developed Fuguang and Dongjun's sword energy, and has developed a spring thunder spirit, sword intent, and Yuan Shen. It seems that there are cracks in them, but in fact they are already six feet tall.

In addition, he merged with the Thunder of Law...

What's more different from many cultivators of transformation is that today's Lu Jing has two third-grade treasures that can control the wind and rain.

How can a fifth-level monk fully control third-grade treasures?

But Lu Jing... can control two!

"Furthermore, for some reason, these two treasures, the Wind and Rain, are probably unable to exert such tyrannical power even if they fall into the hands of sixth-level monks. This is also strange."

The prince looked at Lu Jing from a distance.
To be continued...