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Layers of coke fell off Lu Tianjiao's body, revealing the inner skin like a newborn baby.

The cultivator in the crying face mask was horrified. At this time, Lu Tianjiao could see the Primordial Sea and Spirit Vessel in his body with the naked eye, which was simply incredible.

I saw that the purple spiritual veins in Lu Tianjiao's body were flowing with turbulent spiritual energy like stars, and the Yuanhai in his dantian was even more boiling, as if it was about to overflow his body at any time.

Lu Tianjiao's eyes were sharp, holding a long sword across his face, constantly accumulating strength in his body.

There was neither the earth-shattering might, nor the vision that inspired the Dao, but the unremarkable long sword in Lu Tianjiao's hand actually made the cultivator in the crying face feel a little terrified.

"not good!"

The smiling mask cultivator was also trembling in his heart, knowing that there was no way to avoid Lu Tianjiao's attack.

"Ling Feng! Come with me, don't let him use the sword!"

"I see!"

The two suppressed their unease, mobilized their whole body spiritual power, and prepared to fight to the death with Lu Tianjiao.

"Tian Lei casts the world!"

The cultivator in the crying face mask swelled thousands of times, turning into a thunder and lightning tsunami containing an infinite aura of destruction and rushed towards Lu Tianjiao.

"In my name, command the earth!"

The smiling masked monk slapped the ground with one hand, and hundreds of mountain-like boulders poured out of the ground to surround Lu Tianjiao.

There is obviously a certain law in the ordering of the boulders. Hundreds of mountains are like a formation, and the earth with a radius of 10,000 miles is the formation.

This is not over, a giant space crack appeared in the sky, and a giant meteorite that could destroy the world rapidly fell from it.

However, before the thunder and lightning tsunami drowned Lu Tianjiao, and before the giant meteorite crushed Lu Tianjiao, a white sword light suddenly flashed across the sky.

At this moment, all sounds were silent, the thunder, lightning, tsunami and giant meteorites stopped together, and everyone in Shangquan Prefecture only saw a flash of light in front of them.

After two breaths, the world directly in front of Lu Tianjiao collapsed into smoke and dust, and everything ceased to exist, leaving only the sky that was split 30,000 miles above, and a ravine covering an area of ​​30,000 miles.

Including thunder and lightning tsunamis, but also including giant meteorites that are enough to destroy the world, all turned into dust and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Before his death, the smiling mask cultivator still had some consciousness. He had no fear of death, nor resentment towards Lu Tianjiao, but only had some emotions and unwillingness.

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He has no ties or ties in his life, and can be defeated in the hands of such powerhouses, and he will die without regrets.

It's a pity that he only lost once, and he has to pay for it with his life. If he can fight a few more games, it is still unclear who will win.

"One sword shoved across 30,000 miles, and swept away all the ghosts and gods."

"Lu Tianjiao, what a genius..."

No one would have imagined that a mere cultivator in the middle stage of the Transcendence Realm could comprehend the swordsmanship of two powerful men in the late stage of the Vientiane Realm.

You must know that Lu Tianjiao is neither a demon cultivator, nor an ancient powerhouse like Tiansha to help him, and he was not even born in the ancient clan and holy land with profound background.

With a single sword heart, looking at the heavens and the world, looking at the past and present, only Lu Tianjiao is alone.

"Just kidding, I, Lu Tianjiao, are two hundred years old. I have encountered countless opponents. So far, I have only lost once. How can you two be my opponents?"

Lu Tianjiao collapsed completely, collapsed to the ground and smiled.

He smiled, but for some reason there were tears in his eyes.

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"After arriving at the Primordial Sea Realm, one who can fight in a small realm is Tianjiao. Even if he is from an ancient clan, he can only challenge ordinary monks in two small realms, but he is actually capable of killing two late-stage Vientiane Realm monks... .."

"Tianjiao, worthy of being Tianjiao."

"If he really followed the Devil Emperor all the way, maybe he could be the Emperor with a sword."

The people in the hall were sighing, they couldn't hear the news of Lu Tianjiao now, which proved that Lu Tianjiao must have encountered a change afterward.

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Soon after, the sky started to rain again.

Lu Tianjiao lay on his side under a tree outside Xiancheng, looked at Jin Yu and sighed: "Jin Yu has come to the world, Brother Jiang, you have killed another extraordinary existence..."

Looking at the whole heaven, there are definitely less than a thousand Immortal Venerables in the Profound Realm, and there will not be a death fight in ten thousand years, let alone a real death.

Since Jiang Zhige appeared, two Immortal Venerables have passed away one after another.

Now he only has the Vientiane Realm. In a few years, who will be his opponent in the Heaven Realm?

Not long after, a figure stepped out of the air and landed in front of Lu Tianjiao.

Seeing that Lu Tianjiao was safe and sound, Jiang Zhige felt relieved, but he still did not forget to check Lu Tianjiao's body carefully.

At a glance, Jiang Zhige froze in place and asked, "Brother Lu, you, your cultivation level..."

At this moment, Lu Tianjiao's 200-year cultivation base was almost completely useless, and the spiritual power in his body was only equivalent to that of a cultivator in the early stage of Lingwu realm.

"It's okay, just practice for a few more years."

Lu Tianjiao shook his head and didn't care.

Jiang Zhige looked gloomy, bowed his head and fell into silence.

He is not stupid, just a little observation can find that Lu Tianjiao has no spiritual veins in his body, and Yuan Hai is also broken to the size of a fingernail.

If his spiritual veins were broken or Yuanhai was destroyed, Jiang Zhige would have a way to help Lu Tianjiao recover, but his spiritual veins had completely disappeared, and he was completely reduced to a mortal who had no talent for immortal cultivation.

Seeing this, Lu Tianjiao knew that he still couldn't hide from Jiang Zhige, so he smiled casually: "Brother Jiang, don't care, I have no regrets in my life for making that sword."

"Besides, I still have some spiritual power left in my Yuanhai. When I get to the mortal world, I can also be a prince, and I won't be too bad."

Jiang Zhige felt more and more self-blame when he heard the words, and his mood was never more solemn.

He knew very well that Lu Tianjiao was just forcing a smile, and he didn't want to make him feel too guilty.

Thinking about how high-spirited Lu Tianjiao was in the past, he was not like Jiang Zhige, who had the help of the gods, but he was still able to cultivate the realm of transcendence.

He has been keeping himself clean for two hundred years, and he disdains to be involved with the vulgar fans who throw his arms around him, just to find a true love.

Jiang Zhige once clearly remembered that Lu Tianjiao said that in this life, he will prove the Tao with the sword and become the Supreme Emperor, so that he can follow Jiang Zhige to the world.

Now, Lu Tianjiao has been reduced to the Spiritual Martial Realm, and it is difficult for him to cultivate an inch in his life. The remaining spiritual power of the Yuanhai in his body is also used a little less, and he can't find any way to repair it.

The only way is to reshape a body with spiritual veins, but Lu Tianjiao is not only damaged by spiritual veins and Yuanhai, but his life and soul are also riddled with holes, and it is impossible for him to reshape a body.

"Boy, I have heard of a mysterious magical power that can extract other people's spiritual veins for my own use, but this is only a rumor, and it is definitely a forbidden technique, and there should be no such thing in the heaven."

Hearing the voice of Tian Sha, Jiang Zhige had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Since he could extract the spiritual meridian for his own use, he might also be able to extract the spiritual meridian and place it in Lu Tianjiao's body.

At this time, Lu Tianjiao stood up with difficulty holding the long sword, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Okay, Brother Jiang, I'm already a half-crippled person.

Jiang Zhige came back to his senses when he heard the words, and raised his hand to hold back, but the words stuck in his throat.

The magical power that can extract the spiritual meridian, and the Tiansha that has survived for thousands of years has only heard rumors, not to mention whether it can be found or not, whether it exists or not is one thing.

Lu Tianjiao's cultivation base is now difficult to advance, and the remaining spiritual power is also used a little less, it is impossible to protect Mo Ziyan with Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige lowered his head again and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Lu, you're gone, what about Miss Xiao..."

"Miss Xiao...Brother Jiang, just tell her I'm dead."

"Also, remember to tell her for me that she is the true love that I, Lu Tianjiao, have been looking for."

Lu Tianjiao shook his head and wanted to laugh again, but this time he couldn't laugh, and two lines of tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Zhige's eyes froze, and he clenched his fists silently.

The two were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere seemed extremely desolate.

Even though Lu Tianjiao is usually not serious, he is actually a very strong person. In Jiang Zhige's memory, he would laugh at no matter how pessimistic it was, and seldom shed tears.

Now he is crying for it, perhaps because his cultivation base is completely useless, or perhaps because he cannot respond to Xiao Ling's love.

Lu Tianjiao seemed unwilling to say more, he waved his hand and turned to leave, leaving only Jiang Zhige behind.

"Brother Jiang, if we can meet again, you and I can have another drink."

"must."

Jiang Zhige's voice trembled as he saluted Lu Tianjiao with his fists.

Logically speaking, even if he had to leave, he had to have another drink, but this time Lu Tianjiao was no longer in the mood.

Because his farewell was not only to Jiang Zhige, but also to the vast immortal way.

The two are separated now. Hundreds of years later, Jiang Zhige will be the supreme power of Megatron, but Lu Tianjiao is just a common man who worries about firewood, rice, oil and salt.

If we can meet again, Jiang Zhige will no longer be the Jiang Zhige in the impression, and Lu Tianjiao will no longer be the Lu Tianjiao in the impression.

Instead, it is better not to see each other forever, and to leave a memory for the love in the memory of the two.

Knowing that his cultivation was completely useless, Lu Tianjiao wanted to find a quiet place to stay away from right and wrong, and now he just wanted to say goodbye to Jiang Zhige.

There were so many pains in his heart, he kept all the pain in his heart, and he didn't have the face to see Xiao Ling, nor would he tell Jiang Zhige.