In this place shrouded by wind and thunder, Xiang Ding swung the bronze cauldron and knocked it down, causing the blood to circulate. The void seemed to collapse.

The white tiger roared in the air, and all its energy and energy seemed to be condensed on the fangs in the mouth of the mythical beast.

The fangs bit down, trying to crush the bronze tripod in the sky.

It's just... wisps of terrifying Sifang Ding Qi burst out from Xiang Ding's body. These Sifang Ding Qi are thick and strong, much stronger than the Qi and blood bred by ordinary warriors.

When the four directions of the cauldron poured into the bronze cauldron, a terrifying martial arts spirit flew up from the bronze cauldron.

The martial arts spirit also gathered into billowing smoke and turned into four words.

"The tripod rules the world!"

The bronze tripod was already an extremely rare treasure, but it even had an inscription from an expert!

But I saw that the four words formed by the smoke were so domineering, as if they were giving birth to thunder.

The energy and blood in Xiang Ding's body was already extremely strong, and with the addition of these four words, the bronze tripod became extremely heavy.

Heavy qi and blood are violently bombarded, and all kinds of mysterious energy are blazing!

And the white tiger, the divine beast, has also arrived with its bite. This white tiger's physique is unimaginable. It pounced from the air, and the energy and blood in its body turned into clouds and thunder, causing the void to explode.

Even though he was seriously injured and his status fell, this white tiger is still the mythical beast that once swept the world with King Chong'an. Ordinary divine warriors would not be able to survive for a moment under the fangs of this mythical beast.

But on this Dongshan Lake, Xiang Ding is holding the bronze tripod, but he has a will to kill in his eyes!

Boundless energy and masculine energy soared out of Xiang Ding's body.

His body also turned bronze at this moment, with smooth and dazzling lines, but filled with the power to crush mountains.

"The skin, flesh, bones, and blood of this white tiger are given to Mr. Gongshu, which is enough to create a peak killing puppet..."

Xiang Ding was determined to kill him, and the bronze cauldron crashed down.

But the white tiger had a spirit. It finally noticed the anomaly in the bronze cauldron, but at this moment, there was no way out.

Although the fangs are sharp, the white tiger's sharp eyes show no fear at all.

"Your Majesty has not taught me how to be afraid. Even if I am defeated, the words spoken by the Imperial Master of Northern Qin are waiting for me to bite into pieces!"

The white tiger roars loudly.

Xiang Ding's murderous spirit was astonishing.

But just at this moment...

From a distant place shrouded in darkness and divine power, there was suddenly a vast sword energy flowing and rotating!

The huge sword energy dispersed the clouds and mist, and also dispelled the darkness.

He even chopped up the red clouds and wolf smoke that were transformed from the energy and blood of the servant who held the cauldron and shot the cauldron!

There are also thunder, wind and rain accompanying this sword spirit.

The thunder shook in the air, just like a thunder dragon roaring from the air.

This sword is majestic and white and dazzling!

It seems to be filled with a kind of fearless spirit, a kind of thunderous momentum, and hundreds of human spirits, mixed into this sword.

The vast sword energy tore through the void, arrived in an instant, and struck the path that the bronze cauldron must pass through.

The overwhelming human sword energy is like the light of a falling star.

When this sword energy falls on the bronze tripod...

The thought of lifting the cauldron and shooting Xiang Ding, who was still surprised, suddenly changed.

But he saw a majestic force gathering and striking the bronze tripod in his hand.

"It's the Duke of Fujing!"

"This sword energy..."

When the sword energy fell on the bronze tripod, the tripod, which had condensed huge power, suddenly shook, followed by a violent sound like thunder.

And that sword energy is divided into three parts, and divided into nine parts, and the nine parts are innumerable!

Threads of sword light shrouded the bronze cauldron, cutting off the four directions of cauldron energy on the bronze cauldron, and brought a terrifying power, falling directly around Xiang Ding!

Xiang Ding's high-spirited spirit finally came to a halt. His body, which was soaring like an eagle, stopped abruptly in the void. His left hand was slightly drawn inward, and the spirit that suppressed all directions like a bronze tripod suddenly arrived and condensed on that left hand.

An indescribable rush of fists.

The blood of this Shenque warrior was flowing, his skin, flesh, muscles and bones were trembling, and his frightening fist spirit was suddenly shaken.

Punch out!

Howl!

He punched down forcefully, hitting the bright sword lights scattered around him.

The sword light shattered in an instant and rolled away like an ebbing tide.

"The fifth level of Zhaoxing...has this sword light?"

Xiang Ding forcefully collected the bronze cauldron and repeled thousands of sword lights. Thoughts just flashed in his mind.

Then I saw the brilliant white receding, and from the thin light, someone wearing white clothes and holding a long black sword came.

The long sword also reflected starlight, and several starlights shone brightly. The white clothes on Lu Jing's body made him look like a fairy.

Another sword light was like a white crane, lifting Lu Jing's body.

Just as Xiang Ding thought, it was the newly promoted Duke Jing Guo who took action!

The sword light broke through, and Jing Guo Gong Lu Jing came out of the sword light.

His expression was calm, and a spiritual thought circulated. The white tiger in the void turned its head and looked at Yu Dongshen, who was fighting fiercely with three thousand old Wu soldiers and one hundred and eight puppets. Then he nodded his tiger head towards Lu Jing, and transformed into

It made a blood-red light and headed towards the Sheng Rushaan.

Xiang Ding frowned and was about to stop him.

But Lu Jing gently threw the black sword in his hand.

But all he saw was a sword energy, like a white rainbow shining against the sun, shooting towards Xiang Ding, cutting off Xiang Ding's path.

Xiang Ding smashed Lu Jing's sword energy with the bronze cauldron in his hand.

He stood in the air, squinted his eyes and glanced at Yu Dongshen, who was holding a silver gun and looked like the God of War coming to the world. He suddenly shook his head and said: "Are you the variable mentioned by the Imperial Master?"

Lu Jing said nothing.

The soul in his true palace reflects the starlight. When the starlight falls, a wisp of spiritual thought mixed with rich vitality condenses around Lu Jing's body...

Suddenly, the thick black aura around Lu Jing's real body turned into a dharma body surrounding Lu Jing. At a rough glance, it was probably ten feet tall.

The ten-foot-long dharma body wears a high crown on his head, with a majestic face and cold eyes. He is dressed in black robes and gorgeous clothes, and he looks like an unparalleled king.

The king looked down, and the tripod seemed to be aware of it.

"King of Yuanxing? Stars in the sky?"

He stretched his body slightly and flicked his fingers.

The bronze cauldron was already more than ten feet tall, but now it has grown even larger.

Xiang Ding let go of the bronze tripod's legs, bent down and stood on one of the tripod's ears.

The smoke billowing from the bronze cauldron filled the air behind him.

"Originally I was not supposed to come to this ambush. It was only because the Imperial Master mentioned you as a variable that I came here in person."

The bronze cauldron under his feet made a thunderous sound, and then it was like a mountain more than ten feet tall, driven by Xiang Ding's energy and blood, and crashed towards Lu Jing!

There is another fierce martial arts spirit spreading in Xiang Ding, like a scorching sun that cannot be looked directly at!

The bronze cauldron rushed straight towards Lu Jing. Xiang Ding stood on the bronze cauldron, his breath boiling. When the vitality entered his throat, it was like thunder roaring, powerful and violent.

He opened his arms, clenched his fists, and suddenly swung forward!

But all I saw was a strong sound vibrating in the void, like spring thunder exploding in the sky, and the thick blood and Qi scattered violently, turning into a tornado.

This punch seems to be able to kill a god!

Lu Jing remained silent. He stretched out his hand, and the Immortal Slaughter Black Gold that had just flown away like a stream of light and slashed towards Xiang Ding fell into his hands again.

In an instant, a pitch-black hazy long sword appeared in the hand of the ten-foot body that shrouded his body.

"The Dharmakaya of the Great Heavenly King..."

The moment Lu Jing held the sword, his body was as bright and flawless as glass.

He turned into a white light and faced Xiang Ding in the blink of an eye.

The vast sword energy flourished again.

Lu Jing, whose body is like glass.

The dark Dharmakaya of the Great Heavenly King.

The lightning flowing in the sky also poured into the Immortal Slaughter Black Gold in Lu Jing's hand.
To be continued...