There is a moon in the sky, and the silver glow falls to the ground.

The gloomy fog that originally shrouded the Valley of the Dead spared only the wind and rain in the center.

Behind Mr. Shuiyun, clouds spread across thousands of miles and thousands of hectares, bringing a gentle breeze, which is a good weather.

The sky was beginning to clear, and the white bones on the ground were covered by the mist.

The ruins here are actually quite peaceful.

Mr. Guanqi looked up at the sky, and he vaguely saw stars falling from the sky, the shadows of the immortals in the sky falling one after another, and a green light penetrating the clouds and falling straight down.

There was also a familiar look in it.

Mr. Guanqi stood on the cloud independently, and the clouds and mist turned into runes under his feet.

The talisman culture is a magical power, which restores the color of the world and causes the dark clouds to disperse.

It also caused the wind and rain that filled the sky to recede from Shuiyunjun.

The bright moonlight fell on the ground, and at this moment, this windy and rainy place was calm and calm.

Even the judge who was watching eagerly in the mist of Baigui Mountain has never summoned the death energy of Baigui to invade this place again.

The west tower above Shuiyun Jun's head has turned into reality, but he has not continued to use his magic, but his eyes seem to be brewing with water. When he raised his head, the water flowed by, and he saw many scenery in the world.

"In this world, there are people who respect you, and there are also people who look forward to your death."

With a snap of Shui Yunjun's fingers, bursts of running water separated the wind and rain, allowing him to see Mr. Guanqi more clearly.

"When you look at the landscape of the world and think of your own past life, you don't want to let this world be lacking.

But not all living beings in the world are grateful."

"But it's different in heaven. At this time, all you need to do is return your soul to Heaven. You are still the Qingdu Lord of Jade Immortal Tower.

Your junior brother is watching you in the sky, looking forward to your return.

Bai Guanqi, have you forgotten that the sand gulls dance again and again in the Jade Fairy Tower, and the incense wind blows continuously for ten miles?

You and I are both colleagues of Mingyu Jingzhong, which is why I will patiently advise you.

Let’s go to heaven!”

A thin layer of smoke rose from Mr. Shuiyun's body.

As he spoke, the moonlight in the sky gradually began to dissipate, leaving only a somewhat dim color.

And in the sky, there is indeed a pavilion that appears to be nothing.

In that pavilion, countless eyes looked at each other and fell on Bai Guanqi.

Bai Guanqi was still wearing the gray clothes of a gentleman. He didn't even look at the sky, but instead looked outside this windy and rainy land.

Except for this stormy place in the middle of the Valley of the Dead.

In the rest of the places shrouded in wind and rain, countless ghosts and gods came overwhelmingly with a strong aura of death.

Bai Guanqi also saw Lu Jing's sword light flashing in it.

And his proud disciple was like a white goose leaping down and crossing the sky!

Under the shadow of Feihong, the sword energy is like frost and snow, and the sword energy is like fierce light!

Compared with Lu Jing's imposing manner.

Mr. Jiu, who was fighting side by side with him, was like a towering mountain. The reason why this mountain was different was that when the sword light suppressed it like a layer of mountains, it instantly turned into flying sand and rocks, disintegrating.

And go.

Just like the green mountain that was once chopped into pieces by Mr. Nine.

Qingshan is thoughtful.

The famous sword in Mr. Jiu’s hand is also thought-provoking when he cuts the green mountains!

Kill Qingshan, kill Xilou!

The light of the sword disintegrating the mountains.

The sky was filled with flashing sword light.

The two were superimposed, and the heavy rain gradually stopped in the windy and rainy environment where the two of them were.

General Yu's breath became weaker and weaker.

Even the remaining 600 immortals have not been heard from.

Mr. Shuiyun seemed indifferent and still stared at Mr. Guanqi.

When Mr. Guanqi saw this scene, he seemed to finally feel relieved.

He sat cross-legged on the white clouds, just like a mountain blocking the road or a river blocking the road, motionless.

Mr. Shuiyun knew that he could not kill Mr. Guanqi.

The reason why Bai Guanqi was on the verge of death was because of the divine punishment more than ten years ago, and also because of Yu Yuan and Yang Gu.

"I don't have to take action today, I just wait here and you will always close your eyes."

"The green hills will grow old, the rivers will dry up, Lord Qingdu... When you die, whether you want it or not, a soul attracting talisman will fall from the sky, and I will take you to heaven."

Mr. Shuiyun also closed his eyes, looking calm and calm.

But looking carefully, Mr. Shuiyun still frowned slightly.

The reason why he closed his eyes was probably because he didn't want to see half of Xilou fall into the world, only to be defeated by Lu Jing carrying a Yama Palace.

…

"Can those immortals in the West Tower hold up a hundred ghosts?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Mr. Wuji's tone, and he looked at the runes hanging in the sky very intently.

The eldest young master put his hands on his knees and leaned forward, with excitement in his eyes.

"This Lu Jing surprised me. The three magical powers of the Emperor Star were originally used for sacrifices to heal injuries, but they were used by him to sacrifice for the Baigui Mountain Passage.

That passage was originally a great ghost and god in the Yama Hall.

The passage was sealed, and the big ghost was seriously injured. With the magical power of the Taiweiyuan Three Stages of Sacrifice, the big ghost was able to break free from the blockade... He is truly a genius."

The eldest son praised Lu Jing: "It is not easy to be an immortal in half of the West Tower. Even if the Baigui Mountain Passage is not trivial, it is connected to a Yama Hall. There are countless ghosts and gods in the Yama Hall. As long as the passage is open, if no one pays attention to it, it can even be achieved."

Destroy the entire Great Fu.

But the passage is limited after all, and the hundreds of ghosts in the Yama Palace want to devour the immortals here, but I'm afraid it's impossible."

"But, no matter what, with the intrusion of Baigui Mountain, Lu Jing's chance of survival will be greater."

Young Master Wuji thought of his famous sword Thirty-six Commandery which was taken away by Lu Jingrong.

His eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't say much. Even though his face didn't show it, he felt a little gloating in his heart.

"Everyone in the world says that Lu Jing went all the way to Hezhong Road to seize the opportunity of Lutan just to save Bai Guanqi from the library.

That rare Heavenly Vein has indeed fallen into the hands of Bai Guanqi, and Bai Guanqi seems to be back in fashion, but so what, Bai Guanqi is still going to die!"

"Your Majesty, Admiral Gongsun, and even the senior gentleman in the library feel that Bai Guanqi is about to die, so this once the most elegant scholar in the world has no chance of survival."

…

The stream of light lingers on Zhanqing Mountain.

As the wind howled, Mr. Jiu's long sleeves, which were severed from his arm, were like a flag, being blown to a crackling sound.

But the energy and blood in Mr. Jiu's body was expanding violently, and the expansion was silent, as if there was no wave at all.

Often in a few breaths, one can cross one or two mountain peaks and defeat General Yu's magic.

The same is true for Lu Jing's sword light. This sword light turned into a faint golden light, mixed with thunder, mixed with the scorching sun, mixed with the spirit of the king of heaven, and mixed with thousands of changes in the Taibai golden light.

Occasionally, an immortal comes close to me.

Lu Jing's Overlord's Wrath Fate was triggered, and the grass-cutting knife in his hand was stained with the spirit of the Japanese martial arts. The sword's intention was like the smoke of a wolf, and turned into a tornado and a hurricane, cutting back the incoming enemies.

However, Lu Jing walked in the sparse shadow of the sword with light wind and light clouds.

Wearing white clothes and killing immortals is such a cool scene.

Six hundred immortals fell under the sword light of Lu Jing and Mr. Jiu one after another.

General Yu is no match for Mr. Jiu. Without those immortals by his side, I'm afraid he would have been defeated long ago!

At this time, Lu Jing was bound to come across the wind and rain, and the immortals outside the realm of wind and rain were dragged by the ghosts and gods in the Baigui Mountain. As a result, General Yu was retreating steadily.

The heavy rain that originally fell from the sky is no longer contaminated by magic, and every drop is no longer so heavy.

Even his body has changed from the size of a hundred feet to that of an ordinary person.

Lu Jing came forward with a grass-cutting knife in his hand and a sword hanging over his shoulder from Xilou.

The good energy from the human star was poured into his body, making him feel at his peak every moment!

Mr. Jiu stopped the immortal here alone, without even looking at General Yu.
To be continued...