Chapter 293 Sword Raises the Nine Heavens · Sword God is elegant

"Wo!" A long sword is silently hidden in the plum blossoms all over the sky, and then stabbed into Xiao Lu's eyebrows. As long as he is stabbed by this sword into the mud pill palace in the middle of Xiao Lu's eyebrows, Xiao Lu will definitely be broken and severely damaged.

"Hmm!" Xiao Lu sneered, then raised his hand, clamped the sword that was secretly stabbed with his fingers, and his fingers said "bang!" With a sound, the whole sword collapsed, and someone secretly exclaimed and then quickly run away.

"Want to escape?" Liu Jia pointed out and broke the void. A sword spirit shot out from Liu Jia's finger. The sword spirit pierced the void and shot at the man in the dark, but it seemed that Liu Jia did not hit the man.

"Killer? And it's a professional killer!" Xiao Lu frowned. How could there be killers in this world? You should know that this is a wild land, and people in mainland Kyushu don't seem to have found this place.

"Brother Xiaolu, why didn't you continue to take action just now?" Liu Jia was a little surprised.

"If they still take action, they will continue to take action. I'll wait for them to come to me!" Xiao Lu is very confident. Liu Jia didn't say much when she heard the words.

Xiao Lu and the others continued to walk forward through the peach blossom forest. Their eyes lit up and they came to the front of a hut. They never thought that there was a hut behind the peach blossom forest. This hut is very simple, surrounded by walls made of dead grass and branches. The road is paved with bluestone in front of the hut, and there is a small waterfall not far behind the hut.

"Good place!" Xiao Lu and Liu Jia couldn't help nodding, especially Liu Jia, which made Liu Jia feel very comfortable in this fairyland-like place.

"Brother Xiaolu, let's settle down here!" Liu Jia said.

"Hmm!" Xiao Lu nodded, and then he went straight into the hut, sat on a futon woven with spiritual grass, and began to practice.

Under the continuous battle, his cultivation has obviously improved, and he feels that he can already go to the realm of the saint's four heavens.

At this time, over the valley where Xiao Lu and Liu Jia originally settled, a figure with a broken firelight came out of the sky directly from the void. A breath of terror to the extreme opened up between heaven and earth, shocking the eight wilderness and frightening all beasts.

"Escaped?" The figure stood in the sea of fire, with a blurred appearance and figure, but the fierce and violent breath swept the sky and the earth.

"Hmm!" The man sneered, and then pointed down. A flame light flew out, and the firelight bombarded the valley below, like a circle of divine sun sinking.

"Boom!" The whole world shook, but ancient and mysterious lines began to emerge around the valley below. Shenyang sank, the vast power was worn out in all directions, lines were constantly being worn out, and the whole valley was collapsing, like the end of the world. In the end, only the lines everywhere are still shining with divine light, emitting an immortality, and even the round of "divine sun" is indelible.

"Imperial God Pattern?" The existence in the sea of fire in the sky was surprised.

"It seems that I'd better not mind my own business!" The existence whispered and directly tore the void, took a step in and disappeared in an instant, leaving this place of right and wrong. Xiao Lu and Liu Jia didn't know that they had escaped the disaster invisibly.

At this time, in a small valley in the wilderness, Xiao Lu sat in the hut and hit the shackles of cultivation.

"Boom..." There were gusts of wind and thunder in Dantian, and a chaotic divine light was running in Dantian, and the vast power of yin and yang was intertwined.

The speed of Yin and Yang two gas contraction and expansion of Xiao Lu in Dantian gradually increased, and he wanted to try to hit the four heavens that he could not retreat.

A month passed unconsciously. During this period, many powerful beings appeared outside the valley and wanted to take back the valley. However, the existence of a saint like Liu Jia has suppressed a large number of barbarian emperors.

In this month, when the power of yin and yang on Xiao Lu quickly contracted and expanded thousands of times and 100,000 times, Xiao Lu felt that something seemed to be broken.

"Boom..." The endless power of yin and yang in Dantian gathered crazily towards the chaotic divine light. The power of yin and yang was rapidly transforming the power of chaos, and Xiao Lu only felt that the power on his body was drained in an instant.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound from Xiao Lu's Dantian, and then his body was shocked, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He finally succeeded in rushing through two passes in a row, directly from the saint's triple heaven to the saint's five heavens.

On the thunderous bones, the branded avenue lines are surrounded by wisps of chaos, and the body is stronger. The chaotic atmosphere in Dantian has become the size of a thumb. Xiao Lu only feels that his whole body is full of strength that can break the heaven and the earth with one punch.

Under the continuous war, Xiao Lu's cultivation and strength were on the verge of breakthrough. After a month of precipitation and sublimation, his cultivation finally broke through to the realm of the saint's five heavens.

"Roar!" Xiao Lu stood up from the hut, and then looked up to the sky and roared. A terrible sound wave came out in all directions, and the hut was the first to face.

"Boom!" The whole hut flew up in an instant, and then everything turned into dust at the next moment, floating between heaven and earth, and transparent space ripples spread out. The surrounding trees were affected, the waterfalls were against the current, and the world was shaking.

With a roar of heaven and earth, Xiao Lu's roar is absolutely earth-shaking, more terrible and horrible than ordinary sound killing waves, enough to roar the true immortals above the nine heavens.

"Brother Xiaolu succeeded in completing the customs?" In the distance, on a big stone, Liu Jia, who was already practicing, was shocked by this roar.

"What's going on?" Outside the valley, several masters of the human race who had blocked the entrance and exit of the valley for more than half a month were also shocked. This roar came from the valley, shaking their whole body with blood.

"Brother Ye, what on earth have you provoked?" One of the black men's face changed, and the person who made this roar in the small valley was definitely a terrible strong man. The mountains and rivers of heaven and earth shook under this roar. Such an existence is not something they can compete with.

"Brother Ye, I'll go first!" A young man in blue clothes with a fierce sword vigor all over his body arched his hand at the other young man, turned around and left.

"Qingyi, you..." The young man known as Brother Ye couldn't help but be shocked and angry. What is this? He didn't even see the shadow of the enemy and ran away?

"Brother Ye, goodbye!" The black man also arched his hand to the monk surnamed Ye, and then rose to the sky, turned into a golden light, rushed to the distance, and soon disappeared at the end of the sky.

"You..." The monk surnamed Ye never thought of it, but it was the roar of the man in the valley that shocked the two powerful helpers he invited. That Qingyi practiced ancient kendo. With a sword, he dominated the world. He was the best sword master in this wild world. The black man is a family from the depths of the wilderness. This family is very low-key and not many, but every member of the family is a master.

"Young master, with the old slave, the man in the valley can't turn over anything." A hunched old man in black appeared behind the monk surnamed Ye. The old man is like a ghost. When he appears, he is silent, as if he came directly out of the void.

"Hmm! These two guys..." The monk Ye was angry. The two usually called themselves brothers, but as soon as they saw that the other party was strong, they immediately ran away, which was too much. When these two people began to run away, the monk surnamed Ye had the idea of break up with them. It's okay not to have such a friend!

After roaring, the small valley calmed down. The monk Ye and the hunchbacked old man did not break in, because they did not know the reality inside.

At this time, in the valley, Xiao Lu began to sit down again and operate Xuangong. He wanted to stabilize the current state. The qi and blood in his body ran like thunder, and there was a roar.

"How strong is Brother Xiaolu now?" Liu Jia said to herself that she felt a trace of danger on Xiao Lu. With the cultivation of Liu Jia's saint king, she could still feel danger, which shows that Xiao Lu is absolutely invincible at the same level now. Now Xiao Lu, I'm afraid he can already fight with the saints and kings!

Unconsciously, more than half a month has passed. The aura in the valley is rich. Xiao Lu sits on the cave connected to the earth, swallowing the spirit every day. The new power in his body gradually calmed down and completely merged with the body.

After the realm was consolidated, Xiao Lu knew that he had to challenge more powerful beasts. This was a cultivation method and died. Only at the critical moment of life and death can the hidden power in Xiao Lu be stimulated.

"Hmm! Those two haven't left yet?" Xiao Lu rose from the ground, and he immediately sensed that there were two powerful breaths outside the valley, which were undisguised at all.

"Brother Xiaolu, you are finally out of the customs!" Liu Jia rushed over from afar and congratulated Xiao Lu.

"Your cultivation has also been refined a lot!" At a glance, Xiao Lu felt that Liu Jia's cultivation and strength seemed to have improved. Liu Jia's cultivation directly advanced to the triple peak of the sage king, which made Xiao Lu both envious and speechless.

"Brother Xiaolu, the two people outside the valley haven't left yet. Are we..."

"Go and have a look..." Xiao Lu's words are very concise and rarely talk nonsense.

"Wo!" Xiao Lu's figure disappeared directly into the void, as if he had disappeared into the void of heaven and earth, which made it difficult to judge that he was going in that direction.

"Hum! Someone is going to have bad luck!" Liu Jia sneered, and then slowly flew forward. When she came over the mouth of the valley, Xiao Lu was facing the hunchbacked old man.

However, the monk surnamed Ye stared fiercely at Xiao Lu in the field, holding a magic weapon in his hand. On the magic weapon, there was a hidden holy power.

"The heirloom holy soldier?" Liu Jia met the monk surnamed Ye, and a light of sword wrapped around him, which was the independent power of the ice and snow sword.