If You Can’t Be a Son-in-law, You Have To Be Sanctified - Chapter 241

Chapter 241 Reflecting Yuan Xing, beheading the dragon son in the Dragon Palace

“Let Lu Jing come.”

Difficult four words, spiritual thoughts flowed into Luo Shubai’s mind, but calmly and resolutely.

Luo Shubai’s seven-foot jade tool paused for a very short time, and a moment later, Luo Shubai was still driving the seven-foot jade tool, and the sword light flew away like a flower belt.

The wind and rain reappeared, and the seven-foot jade tool was held in the hand by a phantom of the primordial spirit, dancing in the wind and rain.

Just like a meteor hitting the moon, Taichonghai Prince Yingxuanguang Shenquan smashed down, but the blue veins on his arms were dragon tendons, carrying unparalleled strength and full of domineering aura.

“No one can stop me!”

Eldest Prince Ying Xuanguang’s eyes were cold, even though the shooting star-like seven-foot jade was shining brightly and piercing towards him, he was still extremely confident.

Immediately afterwards, there was an almost violent dragon roar.

The sound of the dragon’s chant resounded all over the field, and there were rocks rolling down from the surrounding mountains. The violent coercion of the dragon made Ying Xuanguang’s courage rise to another level.

Bang!

Ying Xuanguang jumped over like this, and directly hit Luo Shubai’s world-famous first-grade sword.

Luo Shubai’s body shook.

The divine sense he blessed on the seven-foot jade was hit hard.

In just a split second, the Yuanshen felt severe pain.

“The blood of the Heavenly Dragon, the appearance of the Heavenly Dragon! The eldest prince of Taichuhai is not an ordinary person with a strong appearance.”

Luo Shubai’s heart trembled, his pupils shrank.

The bright white light bursting out from the seven-foot jade tool became more and more hot.

“Junior sister doesn’t want you to die, I will block it for you.”

Luo Shubai lowered his eyes, and the primordial spirit sitting in the real palace suddenly opened his eyes.

Yuan Shen recited mantras and pinched seals with his hands, and immediately a star slowly emerged in the hazy universe.

That one star shone with golden light, illuminating the three surrounding stars.

A total of four stars are revolving, shedding starlight!

“One of the twenty-eight main stars, [Tian Tong Xing]!”

The remaining three subordinate stars are named Dafeng, Tianxu, and Shenshui.

“One [Main Star Tiantong], three big stars, the way of the sword is like light, and the soul is like refining. When this Luo Shubai reflects the fifth star, it must also be a main star, and two main stars can be turned into a star palace.

Even when the ninth star is reflected, it is very possible to reflect the three main stars, which is worthy of his reputation. ”

“It’s just…it’s too early!”

Ying Xuanguang’s eyes were cold.

When Luoshu Bai Yuanshen reflected the starlight, the seven-foot jade tool brought up a wave of clouds and mist, and the wave contained the supernatural power of illuminating stars.

“Just use the supernatural power of the main star to stop him.”

Luo Shubai’s seven-foot jade tool turned around, and while his blue clothes fluttered, the starlight shining on the main star in the sky became more intense.

“The sky is like water, and it also turns my sword into water.”

Luo Shubai stood in the void, and the seven-foot jade tool brought vitality and starlight, and the starlight and vitality merged into the cloud and mist…In an instant, it turned into a torrent.

This is the real supernatural power of Zhaoxing, and it is the supernatural power of the main star, coupled with Luo Shubai’s wind and rain sword intent, and a first-grade famous sword seven feet jade tool.

At this moment, although Luo Shubai only shines four stars, his combat power is far better than that of a star-illuminating expert who shines five or six ordinary stars.

This is the foundation of Tianjiao.

It’s just… the one wrestling with him is the Taichonghai Prince, who has the blood of the Taichong Dragon Monarch flowing in his body, and also inherits a ray of Tianlong’s blood, and his qi, blood and spirit are as convenient as a heavenly dragon.

He saw the monstrous torrent, as if thousands of volcanoes erupted from his body, and the body walking in the sky turned into a real dragon.

Roar!

The dragon chant sounded again, and bursts of air waves came from his body. The air waves swept hundreds of miles and turned into tornadoes.

He soared in a tornado, and the body of a real dragon more than a hundred feet straight soared into the sky with the magical power of the torrent.

And in that supernatural power, Luo Shubai’s seven-foot jade was rampant, still swaying brilliant white light, he slashed up and down, left and right, and in a very short moment, hundreds of sword qi carried wind and rain and sword intent enveloped Ying Xuanguang Hundred feet of dragon body!

Ying Xuanguang’s seven layers of gods and Taos are condensed, appearing behind the real dragon!

His dragon teeth were sharp, and he bit a gap in the torrent of sword energy.

The courage is unrivaled.

The mighty qi and blood illuminate the world, and the peerless physique cannot be seen directly.

But he saw that he curled up the dragon body, and then popped out suddenly. The two dragon horns seemed to be able to pierce the sky, tearing the entire sky and the torrent with ease, and smashed the seven-foot jade object.

The two seem to have fought for a long time, but in fact it was only a short time.

Luo Shubai Qingyi was blown by the violent tornado, making hunting noises.

He sighed inwardly.

“No wonder the teacher said that for many creatures in the world, age is the greatest talent and reliance.

The reason why dragons are so tyrannical is because they are born with a lifespan of a thousand years.

Compared with him, the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang has practiced for too long.

Luo Shubai’s thoughts were surging, but he still didn’t take a step back. A blue ring on his finger was shining brightly.

The ring must be a life-saving treasure.

Nan Heyu, who was rushing over, saw the storm that seemed to swallow everything in the sky, she frowned, but her eyes became more worried.

She was not only worried about Lu Jing, but also about her senior brother.

She still remembered her senior brother leaving with the sword light, and said to her: “Mr. Lu Jing is a wizard of the sword, and he has inherited Mr. Si’s human sword spirit. It is a pity to die like this. If the people in Taixuanjing don’t help him, then Just let me try.”

Nan Heyu still couldn’t figure out why the senior brother took the risk to save Mr. Lu Jing.

She still doesn’t have the primordial spirit to illuminate the stars, and the divine fire to control the sword light, which is far behind Luo Shubai’s speed, so she can only go towards the distant battlefield in anxiety.

Until this moment, while her divine thoughts were circulating, a burst of familiar breath suddenly emerged from the tornado.

Nan Heyu’s expression changed…

“Do you want to use the Bright Moon Precious Ring?”

As soon as her thoughts fell, in the tornado cloud, the familiar aura of Mingyue Baoring suddenly disappeared, replaced by… bright thunderbolts!

Nan Heyu stood on Qianxiu Water and looked up, but saw thunder like a sword, baptizing the world.

Amidst the terrifying thunder, a flying sword flew across and raised the sun.

“Fu Guang Jian Qi!”

Nan Heyu suddenly reacted and raised her head.

Seeing that the **** mist in the sky has been completely pierced by a starlight.

That ray of starlight seemed to fall from the nine heavens, carrying unimaginable divine punishment and majesty!

“This is…one of the Nine Yuan Stars!”

“That sword is the Rain Calling Sword, and Mr. Lu Jing reflected 【Gou Chen Xing】!”

There are thousands of stars in the sky.

There are countless stars, the big star is three hundred and sixty-five, and the main star is twenty-eight!

Then above the main star, there are still the nine-yuan star and the four emperor star, and above that, there are two ancient stars, the Taiyin and the sun.

Reflecting on the stars, you can step into the realm of shining stars.

It is a genius to reflect a big star.

Reflecting on the main star can be called Tianjiao.

And above the main star is Yuan Xing.

It’s just… the number of primordial stars is nine. Looking at Dafu Sijiazi, there are only a few people who can reflect the primordial stars.

But today, there are black clothes standing in the thunder.

The vitality turned into a violent thunder, and the Fuguang sword energy suddenly appeared, and a thunderous sun gradually rose in the thunder.

Until this moment, the bright moon treasure ring on Luo Shubai’s finger dimmed instantly, and the seven-foot jade tool flew up with sword light, supporting his body, and moved a distance of hundreds of feet.

In response to the collision of the mysterious light dragon’s horn, even if Luo Shubai moved a hundred feet horizontally, he still couldn’t escape this terrifying physique like a meteorite.

“Dragon Slayer…”

Riding Zhao Ye, Lu Jing, whose body was thundering with thunder, raised his head, and the Dragon Slayer’s fate was triggered instantly.

The phantom of the dragon-slaying platform appeared in the sky.

Lu Jing stepped into Zhaoxing, and the power flowing from the dragon-slaying platform became more and more violent in just a moment.

The strands of dragon-slaying light were blessed on Lu Jing’s primordial spirit, also on Lu Jingqi’s flesh and blood, and even more on Lu Jing’s Rain Calling Sword.

So… the Rain Calling Sword flew out, sprinkled wisps of Fuguang Sword Qi, and brought out bursts of thunder.

Even the law and thunder that set off Lu Jingyuan’s **** in Lu Jing’s body were mobilized.

Originally, Lu Jing could only borrow a little bit of the law, and the thunder surged out like a tide, casting endless golden light.

“After shining on the stars, thanks to Gou Chen Xing, this law and thunder… is also my supernatural power.”

Lu Jing’s finger moved slightly, the Rain Calling Sword carried the light-supporting sword energy, and the golden thunder brought the vitality full of thunder, and stabbed with a bang!

Boom!

Ying Xuanguang’s face was indifferent, but a trace of unnaturalness clearly flashed in the dragon’s eyes.

His violent impact brought forth thousands of energy and blood, as well as thousands of changes.

When the dragon’s feet and tail move together, hundreds of feet of blood are rolled up.

At this moment, Ying Xuanguang rushed straight up, and the dragon’s mouth seemed to swallow the world.

But…

The radiance of the dragon-slaying platform is enough to kill all the dragons in the world.

When Lu Jing stepped into Zhaoxing, and reflected Yuanxing Gouchen, Lu Jing’s sword…

It’s no longer the only way to slay dragons of the seventh realm and fifth level!

Fu Guang carries the golden thunder, and the sword energy is high for thirty miles.

Bright golden light swept away…

Then dispersed the cloud and mist, chopped up the tornado, and landed on Ying Xuanguang.

Ying Xuanguang’s qi, blood, and spirit suddenly condensed, as if bound by the ice of ten thousand years, a kind of fear from the soul made Ying Xuanguang slightly startled.

“This is… the Dragon Slaying Platform in the sky?”

In the next instant, this terrifying sword pierced into his body. He practiced martial arts, refined his physique, refined his body with gods, and refined his scales like jewels. It was as hard as ten thousand years of black iron. Those who are in the same realm cannot be easily defeated.

But when Lu Jing slashed with the sword, the thunder shone across the world, and the scales were easily chopped to pieces.

Dragon roars again…

Only this time, there was clearly audible pain in the dragon’s roar.

His ten thousand zhang dragon body is coiled, the energy and blood in the dragon body is surging, and the extremely hard and terrifying body is tense, sapping the sword energy.

Even so, the real dragon body of the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang was still thrown away, engulfed by the sword energy in an instant, flew more than ten li, and smashed heavily on a mountain.

The hills in the plain were not so tall, but when Ying Xuanguang’s huge body fell down, the hills were blown into flat ground.

Mountain rocks splashed and dust flew up.

“Lu Jing!”

A voice full of murderous intent and fright and anger exploded from it.

Until this moment…the eldest prince Ying Xuanguang who thinks highly of himself…is no longer so calm at last.

The pale-faced Lu Jing rode Zhao Ye, staying in the starlight, and the Rain Calling Sword fell on his shoulder.

He looked down at Ying Xuanguang, and then looked very far away.

A divine sense flew up, landed on the dead white dragon, and then landed on the collapsed dragon palace in the river, on the exposed bones…

Silence.

Silence!

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jing drove Zhao Ye and came towards Ying Xuanguang.

Behind him, vitality condensed, reflecting Yuanxing Gouchen.

“【Royal Thunder】!”

Lu Jing reflected the stars, and his mind was filled with many ways of how thunder works…

This is Yuanxing supernatural power, the so-called method of controlling thunder!

He came out as soon as he thought, and under the light of the stars, billows of vitality came one after another, turning into flashes of thunder.

The thunder gathered, and a high platform appeared behind Lu Jing.

The eldest prince’s eyes froze in the distance.

But on the high platform, there is a huge groove, just right here to put the dragon’s head!

“Eldest Prince, please come to my Thunder Slashing Dragon Stage.”

Appeared in front of Thunder Dragon Slaying Platform.

In the dragon-slaying platform in the sky, there was a faint cohesion.

That phantom looked extremely young, his body was as rocky as a jade mountain about to collapse, his face was full of majesty, and his sword-browed starry eyes actually carried a kind of imperial look.

When this soul appeared in the dragon-slaying platform in the sky, in the chaotic universe above the fairyland in the sky, another star suddenly and slowly appeared.

That is an emperor star.

When the emperor star appeared, in the Taixian Palace Taixian Palace, the Emperor Chongtian who closed his eyes and meditated suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Emperor Chongtian, who had always been able to accept the world in his eyes, suddenly became restless.

“Chen Baxian…doesn’t he feel peaceful after death?”

Northern Qin Dynasty.

Sitting in a fire chariot, the Candle King, dressed in black and holding a golden sword, also stood up slowly.

He frowned, looked at Zhanlongtai in the sky, and then at Dafu.

His gaze seemed to have traveled through countless distances, and landed on the middle of the river, and landed on Lu Jing, who reflected the dragon-slaying platform in the sky and even aroused Chen Baxian’s broken soul.

“When Chen Ba first slayed the dragon, the old dragon was still in the sky.

It’s just that this big boy is too young… It would be a pity if he was eaten by the old dragon. ”

“However, the old dragon wants to eat this rare boy, so what will you do?”

Da Candle King whispered to himself, and the last sentence seemed to be speaking to Emperor Chongtian.

As the Candle King said!

When Chen Baxian on the dragon-slaying platform stood remnantly on the dragon-slaying platform, he lowered his head and looked down at the world, staring at Lu Jing who was driving the thunderous dragon-slaying platform.

In the five-party dragon palace, three dragon kings and one dragon king opened their eyes together!

Could it be that on Luolong Island, a sleeping old dragon with a body as large as a mountain stretching for hundreds of miles, covered in darkness, seemed to be old and lifeless, suddenly slowly opened its eyes.

“Audacious… all-powerful!”

In Luolong Island, many dragons roared.

Lu Jing in the middle of the river didn’t know all this. He was riding on Zhao Ye, with his right hand on the handle of the Hufeng Knife, and the Rain Calling Sword was hanging by his side.

Ying Xuanguang stood upright in the distance, while roaring, the two dragon horns each emitted a mysterious light, and when the mysterious light collided, a token suddenly appeared in the void.

“Taichong token, this is a treasure of the second rank, and it can only be used once.”

Luo Shubai, who had already retreated a hundred miles away, raised his eyebrows slightly, his heart fluttering.

Lu Jing still walked forward.

The token of Taichong appeared in the air, and then turned into thick fog in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

In just an instant, the vitality between the heaven and the earth condensed, turned into a deep sea, and turned into a dragon palace.

Ying Xuanguang flew into the Dragon Palace, amidst the rippling vitality of the sea, a figure appeared in the Dragon Palace.

“It’s you again…”

The illusory figure perched on a dragon pillar, with a low and thick voice.

“Taichong Dragon Lord…”

Lu Jing rode on his horse, expressionless.

“Slay the dragon son in the Dragon Palace.”

“Great kindness!”

(end of this chapter)