Chapter 45: Defeat

(I spent so dark last weekend, a world without the Internet~)

"Hmph!" Lu Zhao was in the nine-colored light. Although he was far away, he was trembling slightly by this momentum.

The void around Lu Zhao was burning, and even the flames penetrated the divine essence in his body. Large areas of incense aura around him evaporated, revealing naked meridians.

As soon as Yimu Qingzun appeared, a small part of the Nine Dragon Emperor's energy evaporated with just one look, and his magic power was simply incredible.

Lu Zhao was not at all panic or at all decadent, but his thoughts were changing rapidly.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his soul.

"For the sake of the current plan, I can only do this!"

It is grand and solemn, and it is a solemn and unique to Gods and mans. The atmosphere is holy and solemn, and the atmosphere is extremely overwhelming.

"kill!"

Faced with the stimulation of such a powerful existence, Lu Zhao not only did not fear, but there was no trace of horror in his heart, but instead became excited, as if an invincible strong man suddenly discovered a rival that was evenly matched.

He roared, and the earth's vein energy spread across Zhonggu, sweeping towards Yimu Qingzun: "You are just a dead Yuanling. Even if you are resurrected again and are called to wake up, you are just a remnant soul. I will fight with you and seize your Taoist tradition and luck."

The earth vein energy was activated in Lu Zhao's hands, turning into a whip shadow, swept across, and thrust hard at Yimu Qingzun. With this power, it could sweep away hundreds of lands or celestial immortals, and the entire void was on the verge of collapse.

"Bold!" Before Yimu Qingzun took action, Xuanxin Daojun stepped forward and wanted to block Lu Zhao's killing move. "A lowly boy, you have cultivated from the ordinary world. Your temper is really bad! Your parents have never taught you to know the practice, do you know how to advance and retreat!"

"What else do you do except clamor?" Lu Zhao shouted loudly, and he used up ten thousand of the force in his hand and thrust hard. With a "puff", a blood mark crossed Xuan Xin's face and then pulled the bleeding mouth from his neck.

Xuan Xin was stunned for a moment, and her sarcastic smile frozen on her face, and blood oozed out from the blood marks, dazed and didn't know how painful it was.

"You are just using external forces, otherwise how could you be a mere spiritual official defeat me?" Xuan Xin defended herself in a mess.

Bang!

"you!"

Xuan Xin was whipped by the whip and vomited another mouthful of blood. Her face became paler and her whole aura became weaker.

"You are not healing your wounds quickly. Your clone is shallow and hurts your internal organs. Don't talk, and heals them calmly!" Yimu Qingzun said, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He turned to look at Lu Zhao and said, "Little brother, I know how qualified the descendant of this deity is. I don't need you to remind you. But you, compared with the descendant of this deity, relying on the general trend of the reincarnation path to suppress the Taoist Taoist people in the world, these actions are purely to provoke cause and effect for yourself. I advise you to transfer this cause and effect to me. Only the peak true lord who has attained enlightenment can suppress the cause and effect in a world, and you are far from reaching this level."

Maybe even Yimu Qingzun himself didn't pay attention. His words actually showed his cultivation level. He is the True Lord, but he is just the peak.

He did not have the Emperor to suppress his life, so he did not dare to use the word "I Emperor". The emperor was the ultimate, and was in line with the heaven and earth. The ancient emperors did not respect the heaven and earth, and believed in themselves only. They were matched with the words "tag", appearance, and spirit. They also needed to carve twelve chapters of the body protection on the imperial robe to suppress this fate.

Therefore, he could only claim to be respectful.

Lu Zhao thought so much that he immediately realized that the person in front of him was just a pseudo-emperor. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party was not an emperor, his imperial aura would be useful.

As long as it is delayed until the time of Si, his purpose will be achieved. As for what his purpose is, others don’t know.

Qingzun asked again: "Boy, you really don't think about my conditions?"

Lu Zhao shook his head, but it was his first time to be forced by someone.

"My foundation is still too shallow after all!" I thought silently. For Lu Zhao, the foundation is actually too shallow, and only by obtaining time can we make up for this.

Don’t take tens of millions of years. Just give him another three or five hundred years to accumulate strength, temper his divine nature, and develop divine principles. Then he will be much more stable.

As for divine nature and Suxu Fate Dao, although he was just beginning to start, he still understood some of the mystery. These understandings can be planned.

Still the same word, time!

Lu Zhao calmed down, looked at the solemn Dharma image that was rising straight up to Qingyun, pointed to the mysterious heart that was like a plate of pickled vegetables, and said with a clear smile.

"Half a stick of incense, your successor said the same thing, but in the end, his luck was taken away by me. You are just a divine creature who has not passed the death barrier. Relying on the incense foundation left by the god's predecessor, he is arrogant and does not cultivate his state of mind. Who are you in the reincarnation path?"

"You..." Xuan Xin Daojun trembled all over, but he finally endured it. He squirted his head and simply stopped looking at Lu Zhao.

The big dragon hiding above his head was full of hair and hair, tightly locked all over his body, and a light purple smoke filled the center. It was the life pattern derived from Xuanxin's previous ancestor tomb: the seven-constellation Dharma image of the Qinglong in Ziwei Star Palace.

But now, this dragon-shaped fortune can be described as pitiful. The dragon horn on the right has been sawed for a piece, and the whole head looks very disharmonious. The scales on the body are also missing one piece in the east and one in the west, which is so miserable!

But the secret of heaven is secretly combined, and the dragon energy's natal energy has finally been preserved, trying to be as restrained as possible to resist the suction force of the contract.

Speaking of contract, if Xuanxin can completely integrate this period of luck and turn it into energy, then even if Lu Zhao holds the contract, he cannot absorb any part of the luck.

However, the mysterious heart is dark in this life and is obviously not worthy of this luck, so the Qinglong luck is scattered outside, and it is seen by Lu Zhao's Faye's eyes and plotted by Lu Zhao.

Yimu Qingzun, who was beside him, did not respond immediately after hearing what Lu Zhao said. Instead, he looked back at Xuanxin Daojun, with a flash of splendor in his eyes and said, "Xuanxin, the way of the emperor does not care about temporary honor and disgrace. Only when you can bend and stretch out can you become a true dragon. You were a cultivator with a great foundation in your previous life. In this life, you are the descendant of the deity, majoring in the innate Qingmu Dao and evolve into the seven eastern constellations. You should have this tolerance, not be reckless and not resist, so that you can stabilize the wood energy in your destiny and improve your realm."

"Old fox, you said it nicely. Do you think I don't know that you have touched Chiwu and that bitch? Stay in your destiny and improve your realm. Bah, it's to improve your realm! You are all greedy for my dragon energy. You are all bad people. One day... Hum, you'd better die with this child Lu Zhao. At that time, I will absorb the origin of the *** and attack the emperor's position in one fell swoop." Xuan Xin said secretly, but there was no trace of it on the surface, and said humbly: "Yes, thank you for your guidance. I will remember it in my heart."

When Yimu Qingzun heard this, his face calmed down a little, and he murmured and said very softly. Then he realized that too much would lead to mistakes and kept silent.

Lu Zhao did not intend to let Xuanxin Daojun go, and sneered: "Xuanxin, you don't have a little bit of emperor's demeanor at this moment..."

"Boy, why bother to delay?" Yimu Qingzun's voice came from the sky. He interrupted Lu Zhao's sarcasm and shouted: "Since you don't want to surrender, then do your best. This is the source of the wasteland. The power of barriers is blessed. You can use magical powers unscrupulously, hahahaha..."

With his arrogant laughter, a green lotus shot gently. The green lotus was painted with dense, layered mysterious patterns, emitting patches of green glow, which was very mysterious.

At first, the green lotus was only the size of a palm, but it soared in the blink of an eye, and soon it grew to a hundred feet in size.

Lu Zhao sneered, flashed and turned into a flowing body technique, bypassing the rotation angle of the Qinglian, and advanced thousands of miles, and raised his right hand. The Nine Dragons' energy filled his palms, and a pattern appeared, aiming at Yimu Qingzun in the air and hit him out.

Qingzun was shocked. He didn't expect that the opponent's Liuguang body technique was so magical. His robe sleeves were swinging wildly, and the power like a tide continued to rise and fall, and he fought back from afar.

With a loud bang, the huge shock wave raised the sea of ​​clouds containing wild aura five hundred feet high. The light wave flashed out a charming glory, and the two of them hit each other head-on, and Qingzun's body was shrunk for a hundred miles away and barely stabilized.

It was a little bit miserable. He was shocked by the soft power of the other party for more than two hundred miles before he could barely stand firm. He couldn't help but be shocked. This strong man named Yimu Qingzun was at least one higher than him in realm, which means that the two were not of the same level in the Taoist practice, and the other party was at least one higher than him.

Yimu Qingzun laughed and said, "Not bad! It's really good! Haha, it seems that he underestimated you, a little spiritual official, and you will also take my attack." After saying that, Yimu Qingzun turned into a stream of light and shot at high speed. The castration was like lightning, extremely fierce, just like a sharp sword that looked like no one bowed his head. The solemn aura erupted in the air, and his right hand pressed down in the air.

Lu Zhao felt in an instant that the sword energy was extremely powerful, shaking the void, as if it was an innate sound, very mysterious. The entire layer of space resonated and vibrated, and the vibration became stronger.

Hesitate... The layers of space are shocked by the sound and collapsed. The remaining 30% of the nine dragon energy seems to have encountered an unrivaled force, and they all collapsed the source of cost, just like ice and snow meet the scattered sun, the ice melts, and returns to the glass jade plaque hanging on Lu Zhao's chest!!

"No, what kind of magical power is this?" Lu Zhao was shocked and realized that he could not resist it in front of this Yimu Qingzun. He immediately shook the glass-shaped Nine Dragon Seal and put it in it. In just a moment, the Nine Dragon Seal was greatly damaged, and cracks could be seen on the surface of the eye.

When the nine dragon seal patterns were broken, Lu Zhao was exposed. When Qingzun saw Lu Zhao, he laughed contemptuously. He raised his hand and shot out five green wood auras, forming a piece of slap that was as big as a mu, and then slapped Lu Zhao on his head.

"Not good!" Lu Zhao was shocked, knowing that he could not resist.

Like a thunderous palm pressing down, countless spaces were broken, and countless traces of debut were wiped out. Lu Zhao was shocked at first, but at the moment of life and death, he calmed down, his heart became quiet and cold, as if he had put all life and death aside, and he had no other thoughts except in front of him.

Lu Zhao's divine power was circulating wildly, and then the starting style of the Donghuang Vision Bell was moved. An ancient bell the size of a baby's fist appeared out of thin air. The ancient bell was crystal clear and scattered with red and gold divine light, with a mysterious aura brewing in it.

"Lu Zhao, your seal is incomplete, and even I can easily break it. Why do you have to use the same trick in front of the Emperor, quickly admit defeat, and return my luck. I can plead with the Emperor for you and spare your life. Hello, I asked you, but I am so disrespectful, and I can only kowtow and confess my guilt..." Xuan Xin sneered. For him, putting in trouble can make his heart more relaxed, and his control of luck will be more diligent.

But not everyone has the same idea as him. At this moment, Yimu Qingzun frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Talk too much!"

"puff!"

As the Daojun Xuanxin felt a hammer in his chest and his body flew backwards, he drew a blood band, and spewed out one by one, as if he was not worth it.

"I deserve it!" Lu Zhao said indifferently, "You said my moves are the same, but you have noticed that the meaning of this move is very different. Uh, I forgot that your foundation has begun to loosen. You may not be able to find such a profound problem. Sorry, it has poked your pain."

"cough……"

Xuanxin Daojun's violent cough was obviously very angry by Lu Zhao.

"Xuanxin, look at your eyes and look carefully!" Lu Zhao's fingers bounced and instantly rose to a height. The black and green bell flowed with extreme yang power. This is Lu Zhao's second chapter pattern - the Golden Crow Emperor Pattern.

"Well? You actually have a second chapter pattern. It's no reason. You are just a mere spiritual official. The young bodies of the Golden Crow lineage have spiritual official cultivation. In addition, the innate destiny of the Golden Crow lineage, you can't kill them at all. Tell me, how do you seize the divine nature of the Golden Crow?" Yimu Qingzun said excitedly.

"you guess!"

Lu Zhao shouted loudly, and the Taoist power was like fire, flowing around the body of the clock. A Taoist rhyme that exuded the aura of the sun collapsed and pressed down. The bell mouth was facing down, and Yimu Qingzun was immediately included in it.

Suppressed?

What a joke?

Before everyone could have more thoughts, a magnificent whistle sounded in the vision of the Eastern Emperor.

Click...

A series of cracks appeared on the clock. Immediately, a green petal rushed out in the shocked eyes of everyone. The clock wall suddenly shattered, and Yimu Qingzun was shot out from it.

“其…”

Just as the clock wall was shattered, the aura in the strange clock section suddenly changed, and the extreme yang actually generated a little extreme yin. The scattered extreme yang aura formed a vast reunion like a tired bird returning to the nest. A majestic Taoist rhyme rose, and the air swept through the water-like ripples, and the altar was broken, crushing down towards Yimu Qingzun.

"Huh?" Yimu Qingzun didn't notice for a moment, but felt that there was a huge force in his body suppressing him. Huo defeated Mu, and his divine power was instantly shaken away.

"Not bad!"

Yimu Qingzun shouted deeply, waved his palms repeatedly, Yimu's divine power seemed to be hit hard, shaking the green lotus rain. The majestic Taoist rhyme was like the waves of the blue sea, almost condensed into its body. The sound of the bell was suddenly swept away. Lu Zhao groaned, and his whole body was as if he was struck by thunder, and he suddenly retreated ten feet away.

"Happy! Happy! Cough cough..." Although Lu Zhao was seriously injured, he was not depressed. Instead, he was chewing on the smell of it, his mind was dazed. A man reborn and freely escaped, and what kind of blood and blood he was. Perhaps, he had never been right. It was always wrong to not face everything and avoid it blindly...

"What a powerful magical power!"

"There is indeed arrogance, but it's still far from competing with the Peak Taoist Lord!"

"It's not an opponent, it's impossible to compare. Although Lu Zhao has condensed the general trend of the Reincarnation Dao, this powerful man in the green robe is already the peak Taoist monarch. He has the magical power of the pseudo-emperor, and his Taoist rhyme is almost condensed into a form. If he fights life and death, he can definitely kill Lu Zhao with one blow."

"You guys say, is this Lu Zhao crazy? Just let it go with his own strength to fight against the Taoist Lord. Now he doesn't show any fear in the face of the emperor's reluctance."

"I guess it's related to his Shinto Calamity."

People from the outside world are guessing where Lu Zhao is. After all, most of the rumors about Lu Zhao come from the earliest immortal sects, and they can escape from the chaos in the world. How many Taoists who seek opportunities in this last days will easily believe the rumors?

Most of the time, they only believe what they see and hear.
To be continued...