Chapter 143

Plague locusts, cold rain, wind, howl.

On the altar, blood is flowing down. LV Yue, Qingxu, was stunned. He couldn't believe that he was staring at Taoist yueguan.

At this time, yueguan's hand has been raised, gently fell on Qingxu's shoulder. His spring breeze and white jade basket were gone. LV Yue's sword pierced his heart and destroyed all his spiritual power. The temperature of the five fire and seven bird fan is still hot, but there is no more flame. The Taoist robe on the body is shining, but it can't stop yueguan's hand at all.

Such a light touch seems to be an intimate greeting between brothers, or to brush the dust on Qingxu's shoulders.

But who can think of the strength of this gentle touch?

Yueguan's hands are slender and slender. If it's a woman's hand, some people will believe it. At this time, the hand in Qingxu's eyes is so clear, even the palm of the lines remember clearly.

"Poof..."

Blood from the mouth of Qingxu toward the front, there is no waste, all sprayed on the white robe of yueguan. It's like a little plum blossom blooming in the snow, gorgeous and desolate.

Yueguan didn't even look back. His eyes were awe inspiring. The other hand holding the Fu pen was so steady that it didn't tremble, which made LV Yue have the illusion that he didn't insert it in his body at all.

"Ha, ha? Ha ha ha LV Yue looked at the scene in front of him and laughed madly.

With laughter, the body trembles. He didn't seem to mind the pain brought by the Fu pen. There was irony, disdain and some feeling that he didn't know what it was.

"Qingxu, have you thought of it? He's the one to take you on the road When he said this, LV Yue wanted to draw the sword back from the heart of Taoist Qingxu. However, with the help of his arm, he found that his sword could not be drawn out anyway.

No matter how hard he tried, the sword seemed to grow on Qingxu's body and did not move.

"Don't waste your efforts. How can I let you pull out the sword since I've already done it?"

"Why? Why? "

Blood flows from the ears, nose, mouth and even eyes of Qingxu. It seemed very frightening, but he still stared at the moon and roared. I can't believe it. How can he believe it? He is a sage, a master of the original heaven, and a second generation disciple of the hermeneutics.

Waiting for him is endless distance, even if it is not able to reach the realm of saints, but quasi saints is not a problem at all. He still has endless life, status, freedom and everything. How could it be gone like this? What's more, there's no reason.

If yueguan is a member of the sect, you can be excused for killing yourself. But he is not. LV Yue is at a loss. What's more, doesn't he have to die? Not at all. Yueguan didn't mean to keep her hand.

Who else in the world has the courage to attack the disciples of the two religions?

"The dead can cover up all secrets. If you are out of your wits now, I will tell you. However, you are not. Zhaozhao's way of heaven, the list of gods and the throne of God are waiting for you. All this will become an eternal secret, which will be turned into dust and dissipated between heaven and earth. "

Moon slowly turned his head, hands of the Fu pen is still holding steady, dare not have a trace of negligence.

The voice is desolate and vast. When he turned his head, his eyes were blurred. But he still stares at yueguan. I'm used to seeing his gentle appearance. It's a bit of peace keeping to look at this face with endless murders. It even makes Qingxu feel like a devil.

"You... You..." shaking raised his hand, pointing to the moon seems to want to say something. It's just the blood in his mouth that makes it hard for him to go on.

At this time, if someone can see through the pure and empty body, until his origin can be seen. Just now, the palm of Taoist yueguan has destroyed all his life. The spirit light in the mind dissipates, the inner mana of the body disappears, and everything has disappeared. A powerful man of the level of Da Luo Jinxian, who has stepped out of the long river of destiny, lives with heaven and earth, and lives with the sun and the moon, is about to fall between heaven and earth.

"I want to see you off!" When the moon passes and drinks, the eyes show their dignity. Like the roar of a Buddhist lion, this sound wave roared out of his mouth. Space waves, like ripples, spread to the Qingxu body.

With the fluctuation of this space, the pure and empty Tao body becomes light spots and dissipates between heaven and earth.

Today, the second generation of students of hermeneutic education, the pure and void moral heaven, has officially come to an end.

"Cough, cough, cough, OK. OK, you're a Taoist, OK. I didn't expect that I thought highly of myself on weekdays

It's been calculated by you. It's really good, good. " Lu Yue's eyes were fixed on Taoist yueguan, and his mouth was also full of blood.

"Daoyou and others are both highly qualified and saints. On weekdays, you can enjoy the natural resources and treasures. Naturally, I won't pay attention to these scattered practices. " Yueguan looks at LV Yue.

Compared with disdaining Qingxu, yueguan really appreciates LV Yue. As Haotian himself said, if LV Yue doesn't die here, there will be him in the Holy Land in the future. I'm afraid there are not many of them who have such qualities and temperament as Lu Yue.

"Saints, great disciples... Ha, ha, today, I don't know whether saints can give me convenience or great disciples can give me protection? Everything is false, false. Only the avenue is true. "

"You are enlightened when you die. I admire you very much." The other hand of yueguan is to collect gifts.

"You also said that I am dying. Is there one more thing I don't know if I can help you?" Lu Yue's vitality has gradually faded away, and this Plague Locust array has gradually begun to produce signs of cracks and collapse.

"Friends of Taoism, but it's OK to say that if it's convenient for me, it will be solved naturally."

"Qingxu is the first descendant of the second elder martial uncle. Although I don't belong to him, I'm not a nobody. If both of us die in this battle, how can you survive, Taoist yueguan? "

It seems that LV Yue is very interested in knowing about it. He picks his eyebrows and ignores his impending death.

"Please worry about me. It's inconvenient to tell you anything else, but it's OK. " Saying this, Taoist yueguan suddenly moved. The Fu pen in his hand thrust into LV Yue's chest, while he was in a trance of pain.

A seal character was picked up by the other hand and put on LV Yue's arm. Zhiwen sword moved and turned back to stab him.

To my surprise, yueguan didn't dodge. Instead, she went away with the pestilence sword.