Chapter 134

"The wind borrows from the fire, the fire helps the wind, and it is as urgent as the law!"

The Taoist of yueguan roared, and the rune pen in his hand danced up and down. With Lingqi as ink, dozens of Daofu and Zhuan can be drawn. All of a sudden, there was a strong wind in Juelong. This sudden wind seems to be born out of thin air, and it seems to have been brewing for a long time. It's really chilly, the world is changing, and the sand is swirling. Through the forest, the mountains are broken, the pines and plums are fallen, the soil is sown, and the mountains are broken. The waves of the Yellow River are completely muddy, and the water of the Xiangjiang River is turning.

The blazing flame is extremely hot. Facing the fierce wind, it really answers the words just roared out by yueguan. The wind helps the wind by the fire.

Hundreds of millions of locusts in the air were burned up one by one by the flame. Originally, they were gray and smelly. When they were blown by the strong wind and burned by the flame, they didn't know where they had gone for a long time.

The stench is gone. It's full of scorch.

Looking at LV Yue again, his red Taoist robe seemed to set off the flame. At this time, his face was as gloomy as water, staring at the moon pass and roaring: "you should die."

"Damn me? I'm afraid you, Taoist friend Lu Yue, will be robbed here today. " Then, yueguan roared in the distance: "I don't know which Taoist friend is here. I'm really exhausted. I hope Taoist friends can help me."

"The flame soars high in the sky, and the Golden Snake shows off its heroism. Black smoke cloud three feet, boiling plum wave, close to disappear The voice is vast and boundless, just watching the flame and heat wave in the air slowly separate, and a figure is stepping on the flame like this.

This man has a jade face with a weak crown, a blue beard hanging from his chest, a purple gold crown above his head, and a light blue gown lined with a broad Taoist robe. Holding a feather fan in hand is really a good look.

"Qingxu..." Lu Yue looked back, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

All of them are disgusted with hermeneutics. Whether it's because of their good manners, or because they're not as qualified as they are, it's just like fire and water can't be compatible. Now that there are people in the middle of teaching, it's their own doom.

"I've met my Taoist friend at yueguan. What's the word of Taoist friend? This is what I explained and taught. I assisted younger martial brother Jiang Ziya to help the Zhou Dynasty to subdue Zhou. But I'll wait for you to trouble me. Next, I'll see you. "

Qingxu slightly arched his hand and gently shook his feather fan. There is a kind of feather fan Lun Jin, talking and laughing, the masts and sculls fly away.

"So good, so good." Yueguan looked up at him, and he was secretly happy.

I didn't expect that at this juncture, Qingxu had already broken through to the realm of Da Luo Jinxian. After that, when he got on the list of gods, he gave birth to a great God for heaven. However, there is no way to explain the twelve golden immortals.

But on the road, what we see in the front is the quality, and what we see in the rear is the mind and the road. After all, Yuanshi Tianzun was most concerned about this. But it is also because of their aptitude that most of the twelve golden immortals have been trapped in the gate of Daluo for so many years. As a result, the number of Da Luo Jinxian is far less than that of jiejiao.

Now Qingxu can see through this and find his own way. It's really good. However, how can Da Luo Jinxian, who just broke through, fight with LV Yue?

After Qingxu and yueguan are polite, they look at LV Yue. His eyes were full of scorn, and he looked around at the locusts and pestilence. The scorn was even more intense.

"The third martial uncle should really look at his aptitude and footwork when he takes in his apprenticeship, just like these scaly, clawed, emulsifying and egg laying people. If you enter my Xuanmen, you will pollute my Xuanmen courtyard and destroy the Qi of my three religions. "

"Damn you." Lu Yue, who had just been able to keep his heart at yueguan, was furious when he heard Qingxu's words.

Regardless of anything, he threw his pestilence sword into the sky. The sword Jue on the hand is pinched lightly, a long sword turns into several swish swish swish, a few crazy toward clear empty shoot.

"Hum, yueguan Taoist friends don't know you. This dirty method inevitably leads to your inferior moves. I'm old friends with you, Lu Yue. How dare you make a fool of yourself with these things? " Qingxu gave a cold hum and turned a blind eye to those Zhiwen swords flying around. A pair of big hands gently stroked his green beard, but he didn't do anything. A basket of flowers rose up behind him.

This flower basket is not made of bamboo, but a whole piece of congenital cold jade. It is very white and bright. There are no flowers in this basket, but with a breeze. Look at it and you'll be full of life.

The pestilence sword came from all directions, and the breeze in the flower basket came slowly.

The air of the Plague Locust was slowly dispersed by the spring wind, and disappeared in the space without any trace. The sword is extremely sharp, but the white jade basket in the spring breeze sends out a milky light curtain, completely isolating it from the outside.

Lu Yue is burning with anger, and the Taoist of yueguan next to him is also burning with anger.

What is rich and powerful? What is a local tyrant? This man has to die and the goods have to be thrown away. As soon as Qingxu appeared, his Taoist robe was a congenital treasure, and the feather fan in his hand was a top-grade congenital treasure. Just now, the spring breeze white jade basket was also a middle-grade congenital treasure. I took it out of my hand and didn't care.

If you look at yourself, there is nothing. There's a black lotus. I dare not take it out. I'll shake LV Yue with my body. If you want to cry without tears, you really want to cry without tears.

"Pure and empty, don't be arrogant." LV Yue's calmness is no longer there. When he comes to the great Luo Jinxian, or even the Holy Land in the future, the victory or defeat in the battle depends on two things. One is the cultivation of the great way, and the other is the innate spiritual treasure.

Even sages are the same. The two western sages, who have no innate treasure in their hands, have been suppressed by the supreme emperor from the beginning to the end. Now it's the same for LV Yue to fight with Qingxu. Even though there is something inferior in the main road, Qingxu's equipment is absolutely first-class.

In secret, Lu Yue clenched his teeth and waved his sleeve. From the wide sleeves of the robe, a series of precious lights flew out: Xingtian seal, shaped plague flag, plague bell, and three other spiritual treasures.

These three, together with the Plague Locust umbrella and the plague sword, are Lu Yue's five magic weapons. Although they are all treasures of the Tao, none of them is a congenital spiritual treasure. If the five treasures come out together, it is difficult to suppress the emptiness.

"Dong, Dong, Dong."

Pestilence bell in the sky does not stop ringing, refers to the pestilence sword whizzing, pestilence locust umbrella still does not live to release the locust, ran Qingxu shrouded away. The fixed plague flag was held in LV Yue's hand, releasing the plague Qi. Xingtianyin has been thrown out by him, crazy towards the white jade basket of spring breeze in the void.

As soon as Qingxu's eyes were fixed, he saw that LV Yue was serious and did not dare to hesitate. Holding the colorful feather fan in his hand, he waved heavily towards LV Yue.

This treasure is called five fire and seven bird fan. It seems that with a slight wave, the fire all over the sky rises again. Fire in the sky, fire in the stone, fire in the wood, samadhi fire and human fire are combined. In the world, except for the samadhi fire of the Supreme Lord, there is no fire that can be suppressed.