The claw Lu Yu had just displayed was extremely fierce and accompanied by a hot masculinity, which filled the entire underground palace passage.

That move was really amazing, not to mention that it also blessed the sky thunder. The roar of the dragon fell with the thunder, and it could even crush the human soul directly.

"So you can be killed too."

Lu Yu looked at the broken bones on the ground, and his aura suddenly disappeared.

If he had just come down to earth like a god of war, then Lu Yu would now become a gentle scholar again, with both scholars angry and not infectious for murder.

This ghost monk made Lu Yu extremely embarrassed at that time, but now he can't walk for a few rounds in Lu Yu's hands.

"You... don't turn around for now." At this moment, a thin voice as thin as a mosquito fell into Lu Yu's ears.

Lu Yu frowned, but he still did not turn around, but instead strided to the ghost monk.

Just now, the ghost monk was already crushed to pieces under the sky.

However, a vajra hangs on the body of the ghost monk.

From the Middle Tang Dynasty to the present, I don’t know how many years have passed, but this vajra still exudes a bright luster.

The surface of the vajra is also carved with dense Tantric magic patterns, and the faint flowing light of magic power flashed, which was obviously not an ordinary object. At that time, the ghost monk used it to break the inscription on Hanyuan Hall directly with the vajra. It was called

Divine power.

Inside the vajra, there is also the breath of fragments of immortal objects.

This is what Lu Yu wants.

Lu Yu put the vajra into the storage bag, and then he heard a rustling sound coming from behind him.

Wei Mengting is changing clothes.

"What kind of moves he used just now? I felt like I walked around the edge of death, and even my grandfather's Nascent Soul Sword Aura could not reach this level. I... I was actually scared to be incontinent

!”

When Wei Mengting thought of what had just happened, she felt her cheeks get hot.

When the blue dragon appeared, the roars of dragons from all directions were as loud as thunder, as if they wanted to completely dig out the fear deep in people's hearts.

Wei Mengting was exhausted when she was running away, and Lu Yu's moves were too fierce, and her mind was blank for a moment and she couldn't control herself.

She is the saint of the Holy Land of the Sword Pool, and she was so scared by someone else's move.

If it spreads, it may be a joke.

"Thank you just now." Wei Mengting's voice was very low.

Even now, Wei Mengting's two jade legs still trembled, and her whole body felt numb.

Hearing Wei Mengting's voice, Lu Yu turned around.

Wei Mengting changed into a plain robe. Although her clothes were wide, she could not hide her proud figure.

Lu Yu noticed a pool of water at Wei Mengting's feet, and thought about it slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

However, although Lu Yu saw through it, he didn't say it out loud, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a matter of doing it."

The reason why he competed with the ghost monk was that he wanted to see his Xuanxian's strength, and the other was that he wanted to get the vajra on the ghost monk's body.

"Don't worry, I, Wei Mengting, will taste the kindness I have. The Wei family owe you a favor. What Zhang Heng can give you, but I, Wei family can give you too." Wei Mengting said solemnly.

Before, she mocked Zhang Heng a little. As the head of the Zhang family, she actually went to win over Lu Yu regardless of her identity.

Now Wei Mengting has realized that she used to be in a well to observe the sky.

Such a young and powerful genius will win him over no matter what.
Chapter completed!