Chapter 622 (1/2)

Boom!

In the silence, under the pale look of many monks at the scene, a crisp sword chant suddenly came out.

The red light flashed by.

The Dragon finch is suspended in front of Lu Qingshan.

The blessing of Bing Zi Jue is finally over now.

However, Lu Qingshan did not think so.

Because now he, even without this blessing, is enough to deal with the current situation.

Lu Qingshan's eyes became more and more indifferent. He swept on the shocked face recklessly. He didn't know what he was thinking, which made people hair in his heart.

Just one person brought great pressure to more than 200 monks who guarded the building, including three fit friars.

This is Lu Qingshan today.

”Let me see how strong you can be after becoming a God?” in this high pressure, the fit friar named Beifeng, who was originally full of jealousy towards Lu Qingshan, finally couldn't bear it. He shouted up to the sky, his body burst and went straight to Lu Qingshan.

The idea in his heart is also very strong and straightforward, ”no matter how strong Lu Qingshan is, you just become a God.

Perhaps with your promotion to Huashen today, you will break the natural barrier of the legal domain and reverse the combination of Huashen in the future, but today, you have just joined Huashen! ”

He wants to bully the small with the big!

Facing the roaring north peak, Lu Qingshan put on a posture of waiting for the rabbit.

”Purple thunder legal region, get up!” when approaching luqingshan, Beifeng roared.

Soon, purple lights flew out of his body and expanded rapidly to form a purple mask the size of a hundred feet, which wrapped Lu Qingshan in it.

The mask sent out strange fluctuations. When it appeared, Lu Qingshan immediately felt a terrible sense of oppression.

A strange repulsive force acted on his body.

Under the action of these repulsive forces, he not only suppressed the yuan force in his body, but also slowed down the flow speed of blood, and the bones of the five internal organs felt inexplicable gravity.

This purple mask seems to be a heaven and earth, which separates Lu Qingshan from the sky, making it particularly difficult for him to draw yuan force from heaven and earth.

Not to mention, within the jurisdiction, there are purple thunder chains condensed by spiritual light flying. The purple thunder chains have divine power fluctuations, which seems very terrible.

This is the jurisdiction.

Within a jurisdiction, the master of the jurisdiction is the master.

According to the common saying, only jurisdictions can compete.

Between heaven and earth, there is an atmosphere of killing.

In the jurisdiction, after the purple thunder gathered together, it turned into an ancient Thunder Dragon and thundered into Lu Qingshan.

As a friar in the early stage of integration, Beifeng was crazy and took out all his magic powers to deal with the suppression of Lu Qingshan.

Lei long went straight to Lu Qingshan. It was so powerful that it was indescribable. There was no vibration. Under this blow, anyone would be seriously injured.

Lu Qingshan stared at the Thunder Dragon with a slightly dignified look in his eyes.

”Jurisdiction, I miss it a little.”

In his previous life, he was a perfect monk and had his own jurisdiction. He was very familiar with the miracles of the jurisdiction.

”However, I have never tried to shake the jurisdiction with my own strength.” Lu Qingshan murmured softly.

In his previous life, he could only compete with jurisdiction.

But this time, it's different.

Lu Qingshan showed incomparable self-confidence in his heart and looked unprecedentedly calm.

He held out his hand and caught the Dragon finch floating in front of him.

”Hum!” Gu Yiyi's sour and angry hum came from the forgotten river just put away by him.

Here, when Lu Qingshan grabbed the handle of the Dragon finch sword, it seemed that an earth breaking force burst out from his body.

He took a deep breath, the yuan force in his body kept shaking, and finally rushed out.

As Lu Qingshan's breath flickered, the other monks trembled one by one.

They may have had some luck before, but now when they feel the breath of Yuan force, they are all roaring and breathing cold air.

”This is a monk who has just joined the God of incarnation? I have been in the God of incarnation for many years. Compared with him, the breath is fireflies and the bright moon.”

The other two friars were equally shocked.

The Thunder Dragon enveloped Lu Qingshan with a murderous spirit.

Facing such an attack, Lu Qingshan raised his right hand and waved a sword.

A clean sword, fast and indescribable, a mighty force.

The fit friar named Beifeng's face changed greatly. He felt the supreme pressure rolling down from Lu Qingshan, like the power of heaven.

Boom, boom!

Loud noise.

Lu Qingshan's sword light turned into a frost line and was cut off by the head of the terrible thunder dragon.

The Thunder Dragon composed of divine power collapsed and fell apart.

Lu Qingshan took advantage of the victory and chased after the scattered leilong remains, quickly approaching the north peak in the center of the jurisdiction.

Beifeng's face changed greatly when he saw this.

He is a monk.

Lu Qingshan is a swordsman.

Once Dharma cultivation is approached by sword cultivation, the consequences can be imagined.

”Jurisdiction, explosion!” Beifeng roared, attracting the power of purple thunder in the jurisdiction. The thunder rumbled, and the electric snake swam away, turning it into a Minepit to protect his five feet around.

”You can't break through this layer of defense.” Beifeng roared.

This is a defense barrier constructed by him by gathering the most original purple thunder force in his own jurisdiction. It is strong enough and can not be urged. He asked himself that he is still very confident.

Lu Qingshan, who swept forward, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Hoo Hoo!

He used the wind cutting seven Jue, waved a sword forward, and waved a sword in the resistance of the purple thunder legal region.

The flaming dragon finch outlined a remnant.

The remnant shadow accelerates in the air and becomes more and more blurred. Finally, it forms a red frost line. It is fast and powerful.

At the moment when the red frost line condensed, the field around the sword seemed to begin to crack.

There is an incomparably powerful force, looming towards the north peak.

This is the terror Li Liang possessed by the extremely pure and powerful Yuan Li

At this moment, there were stormy waves in Beifeng's eyes.

He felt a deadly threat.

”Block me...” Bei Feng urged Lei Chi and shouted, breaking out his ultimate strength.

Then his words stopped suddenly and his face turned red.

Because Lu Qingshan's sword was not cut at him, but toward the void outside the thunder pool five feet in front of him.

”What are you doing?” for the first time, Beifeng didn't react.

But after a moment, he seemed to think of something and trembled all over.

But... It's too late.

Secret sword, spring breeze returns!

”When the distance between your sword and the enemy is no more than ten feet, you can cut it across the air and hit it with one sword.”

The red frost line suddenly dies, and then suddenly comes into being.

But when it reappeared, it was already in front of the face of the north peak.

That is, at this time, Lu Qingshan was calm, but there was a sound of Sen Leng's killing intention echoing and circulating, which sounded quietly.

”Please... Die!”

Buzz!

When Lu Qingshan's calm voice fell, the red frost line emitting endless heat released unparalleled huge energy.

In the frost line, there is a sharp meaning of invincibility.

The pupil of Beifeng reflects the three foot frost line.

But the latter speed is too fast, and only exists in his pupil for such a second, it has cut down the sky, and the hot and sharp appear at the same time.

Collision, suddenly appear.

At this moment, the fit friar spewed blood from the mouth of the north peak, and his body kept retreating.

When he stepped back three feet, his arms broke,