Chapter 442: The Swordsman Recognizes the Lord

"Shangmang Divine Spear, if you follow me, one day, I will definitely destroy Daoist Daoist of the Dark Emperor!"

Daoren Lu looked at the strange magic gun and tried to communicate with it.

This spear has so many eyes, it looks intelligent at first glance.

He naturally needs to communicate one or two.

At the same time, beside him, the Panhuang Life Sword stood tall in the void, exuding the dignified and righteous aura.

It seemed that he could sense the breath of Panhuang’s Life Sword. The purple-gold gun of the Shangmang Divine Spear opened suddenly violently, and his pupils flashed, and a powerful fist spirit was conveyed from the gun.

This fist intention almost condensed the essence, with a strong battle formation and a thousand troops moving forward in the army and killing. There was no drop of kindness in it, it was purely fighting and killing, and it was forcing Taoist Lu.

This kind of aura oppression has already become the peak of human immortals. If it were a martial saint, it would not be able to bear it at all.

But Daoren Lu was not uncomfortable. With a slight move of his heart, the Panhuang Life Sword condensed the supreme righteous aura that represents wisdom, courage, benevolence and integrity, and instead overwhelmed the killing aura of the Shangmang Divine Spear.

It seems that the vague confrontation between the two artifacts is ultimately a killing that will lead to justice!

"Shangmang Divine Spear, I inherited the existence of the Holy Emperor Panhuang Life Sword. You will not be wrong if you follow me!"

Daoren Lu communicated with Shangmang Divine Spear again.

Weng buzz!

The Shangmang Divine Spear made a strange sound, which fell into Daoren Lu's heart, and seemed to become: How could the righteous path and killing exist at the same time?

"How can it be contradictory when practicing the kingly way internally, cultivate the domineering way externally, educate and conquer the other hand?"

Daoren Lu laughed and answered the question of Shangmang Divine Spear.

Then the Shangmang magic spear recognized the master and came to Daoren Lu.

"Okay, okay!"

With a shot in his hand, Lu Xiaoxiao was overjoyed.

It is both unexpected and reasonable that the Shangmang magic spear is so easy to surrender.

However, surrendering is a good thing after all!

As he stroked the spear, countless memories appeared in Daoren Lu's mind.

"Water and fire, two-angle drill!"

Dao Ren stood tall in the void, and suddenly shouted violently in an instant. His whole body was filled with blood. An invisible picture was formed on the top of his head. In this picture, there was a fierce battle on the ancient battlefield.

At the same time, he stabbed out with a shot, and the entire gun body was like a hundred-eyed poisonous dragon, spinning violently, and the strong dragon roar, and then completely merged the boxing intention of the ancient battlefield into the gun body and spear technique.

In the blink of an eye, the entire "Shangmang Divine Spear" emitted thousands of purple lights and rolled and dispersed.

Reckless...

A powerful fighting spirit emanated from the gun body and was united with his body.

"Shangmang Divine Spear, Seven Killing Techniques!"

The purple light flashed, and hundreds of eyes blinked, sparkling, like millions of soldiers in the ancient battlefield, the reflection of the swords shining together, and the heart-wrenching sound of breaking through the air.

At this moment, there were seven killing moves contained in the Shangmang Divine Spear in Dao Ren’s mind!

These are also the seven most essential killing moves of the ancient immortal gods!

"The long rainbow is in Japanese style!"

Dao Ren Lu was invincible in his imperial spear. All the Taoist ideas seemed so weak under the power of the "Shangmang Divine Spear".

"The moon is destroyed and the stars are sinking!"

In the battle of gun technique, Dao Ren Lu took an arc crescent step under his feet. With a fierce force, the tip of the gun shook wildly. Countless stars appeared in the sky. These stars seemed to have lost their support and fell violently from the void.

A meteor shower-like scene.

Everyone could hear the howling of meteors hitting the ground and the fire.

The power of the falling star breaks through the atmosphere, hits the ground, as well as the flames and impacts, which are beyond the control of any cultivator.

"The sky collapses and the earth breaks!"

The gun power changed again, and the power increased a little further. Dao Ren Lu roared and cracked, and a mountain in the distance was directly shot into ashes by a gun!

"Flames of the sky!"

The killing move changed again, and the Shangmang magic spear stabbed out with a shot. The gun body rubbed against the air at a speed that broke through the limit, and it actually burst out with a meteorite-like fire flashing.

With a gentle sweep, the mountains in the distance were smashed to pieces again.

"Every time, the one who suffers is the mountain!"

Daoren Lu finally took over the Shangmang Divine Spear and did not continue to perform.

The Shangmang Divine Spear is so powerful. It contains the spirit of martial arts, a masculinity that Mo Ran can control, the murderous aura of the ancient battlefield, and a heroic spirit of the God of War, combined with his will, breaking down all Taoist techniques, and directly killing the soul core and body.

The small mountains here are naturally unbearable.

"Bullying those mountains is not a skill, but bullying the few people in Yunmeng Xuantian Pavilion is considered a skill!"

Daoren Lu thought in his heart, using the Qiankun cloth bag, shuttled through the void and left the world.

He had already learned his place from the Shangmang magic spear, so he could naturally go out!

...

In a space near Beiyuan, the Great Thousand World was originally empty, but one suddenly emerged from it.

Immediately afterwards, this rapidly expanded into something like a cloth bag at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, Dao Ren Lu walked out of the cloth bag.

"Are I here in the Great World of Beiyuan?"

Looking around, there are ice and snow everywhere, and there is no half green.

And in the distant horizon, the snow-capped mountains are looming, thousands of feet high, and even penetrate into the clouds, and are unimaginable snow peaks.

The vast snowy wasteland, the primeval forest, the clouds inserted into the sky, and the snowy peaks and mountains like the pillars of heaven are the first sight that Dao Ren Lu saw.

He knew that he might have come to Beiyuan, not Selangor of the Daqian Dynasty.

After all, Selangor in the Daqian Dynasty had a green atmosphere at least, and it would not be like this one.

"It seems that I'm in Yuantu!"

Daoren Lu looked further away and saw a big city.

I saw that the high city walls were all made of square stones, which were more than 30 people tall, almost the same height as the legendary border of the Western Regions of Shazhou.

Above the towering city walls, there are fortresses, and in the fortresses, there are many hot air, and the city is filled with people. Outside the city are there are leather-armored warriors wearing thick gloves and cloaks patrolling the cold wind and frozen soil. They are majestic and trembling, and they are no less than the elite soldiers of Daqian.

A stream of heat with slight sulfur came out of the city.

Daoren Lu knew that this was a hot spring and a feature of Yuantu.

Although Beiyuan is cold, there are huge hot springs underground. It is precisely because of this that, a thousand years ago, the founding king of Yuantu, built a big city in this place and reproduced and flourished.

Now, there are more than one million soldiers and civilians in a single city, which is twice as many as some small countries, such as Izumo.

The entire Yuantu Kingdom, with thirteen major cities, more than 9 million and nearly ten million people, can be regarded as a major country.

Moreover, Yuantu Kingdom also has the Zhengangmen holy land, one of the six holy places.

"I wonder if Bai Fengxian, the leader of Zhengang Sect, has been reincarnated?"

Daoren Lu looked calm and he was thinking slowly.

Bai Fengxian, the leader of Zhengang Sect, was originally a powerful man with six thunder tribulations. He failed to pursue Meng Shenji and was reincarnated.

However, Daoren Lu couldn't remember what was going on now.

But at this moment, some of the people of Yuan Tu's discussions made him feel a little interested.

"The princess of our country has married the emperor of the Dagan Dynasty!"

"Well, from now on, we will be in-laws with the Dagan Dynasty?"

"Yes, it's good that the Dagan Dynasty will not block us, so we can live a better life. I really miss the various medicinal herbs, tea and spices that Dagan has!"
Chapter completed!