Turning Misfortunes Into Good Fortune Starts with Seizing the Direct Descendants in Kowloon

Chapter 285 The World's Geniuses Share One Stone, and I Will Occupy Nine Buckets!

The full-strength attack of the Tianlong old abbot's natal Buddha treasure was actually blocked by Lu Mingyuan.

This scene surprised everyone in the Tianlong Temple who had originally won.

In fact, the old abbot of Tianlong also felt that he was not in good condition today.

When he was operating the Buddha's power, he felt a little uncomfortable.

It's not his fault.

At present, the blessing of Lu Mingyuan's fate is a terrible number.

In addition to the "Martial Saint" fate, there are also the blessings of the "Dragon and Phoenix" and "Only I can do it".

Except for the Great Nether Queen who can fight normally in front of him and her strength can continue to increase, as long as others fight with Lu Mingyuan for a period of time, they will find themselves trapped in a strange circle.

The opponent is getting stronger and stronger, but he is getting weaker and weaker.

At this time, Lu Mingyuan sacrificed Yang Su and performed the seventh move of the 19 Dragon Slaying Styles.

The Yang Su in his hand, dense thunder patterns appeared on the blade, emitting a dazzling white light.

With his current body, a mere Buddhist seal would naturally not be able to suppress him.

[Entering a fierce battle, overpowering the Arhat, triggering the trait "Zhenwu", greatly increasing his cultivation, and entering the late stage of the Heavenly Man Realm. ]

[Swallowing the evil spirit, nurturing the magic weapon, triggering the trait "Tanlang", the Wanbao Spiritual Weapon Yang Su, promoted to the ninth-grade innate magic weapon. ]

Lu Mingyuan's eyes appeared with a picture of the slightly increased progress of his fate.

"Zun Zi Ming Ge - Dragon and Phoenix, refining degree increased to 40%"

"Zun Zi Ming Ge - Human Military Master, refining degree increased to 30%"

"Zun Zi Ming Ge (Dragon and Phoenix): Dragon and Phoenix, natural, raise your hand to cover the stars, walk alone in the dark clouds, the road to the emperor is long, don't worry about the road ahead without friends, who in the world doesn't know you?"

"Zun Zi Ming Ge (Human Military Master): The stars in the sky avoid me. Qi Sha cuts off karma, Tan Lang swallows the sun, Po Jun controls the devil, just like the demon master in the sky, it is really the Tai Sui God in the world."

"The refining degree reaches 40%, Unlock the fate trait - Long Xiao (intermediate)"

"Long Xiao (intermediate): Suppress the enemy, and when facing a cultivator with a higher cultivation than you, your strength will be greatly improved."

"The refining degree reaches 30%, unlocking the fate trait - Tan Lang (intermediate)"

"Tan Lang (intermediate): Devouring evil spirits can warm the magic weapon, nourish the body, greatly improve the grade of the magic weapon, and feed back the cultivation."

Invisible evil spirits suddenly appeared in a radius of 100 miles, attached to Lu Mingyuan's Yang Su, and the original more than 9,000 spiritual inscriptions broke through the number of 10,000.

Wanbao Lingqi means that there are 10,000 natural spiritual inscriptions in the body of the spiritual weapon.

The more spiritual inscriptions, the more mana and vitality the cultivator can inject, and the greater the power of the magic spell.

The spiritual inscription can be regarded as a symbol of the utilization rate of spiritual energy.

Now Yang Su has broken through the limit.

Exceeding 10,000, it has become an innate magic weapon, and can burst out with more powerful power than before!

In an instant, a blade of energy shot out and rolled away. The shock formed ripples that spread for thousands of miles and broke through the blockade of the sacred Buddha image.

Lu Mingyuan held Yang Su in his hand and froze in mid-air, with the blade drooping. Then he raised the blade and stepped into the void, bringing the strong wind with him, swinging the blade with all his strength.

"Wow!"

With this blade, a sharp and piercing sound rose to the sky, and a huge blade of energy gathered appeared in the clouds.

With a "hum", it chopped heavily on the Dharma image of the old abbot Tianlong.

"Clang!"

The blade collided with the golden light shield on the surface of the Buddha image, and the ground within a radius of more than ten feet exploded and turned into individual fragments. The cracks were still expanding, and the peaks of half of the valley were flattened.

"Ka!"

There were cracks in the Buddha image where the abbot Tianlong was.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes were sharp, his arms were powerful, his whole body was full of vitality, and the divine fire pattern between his eyebrows was shining.

The blade of the sky split again.

The face of the old abbot Tianlong became paler and the Buddha light on his body became a little dimmer.

"Ding!"

The Buddha's image was completely broken and disappeared from mid-air.

The old abbot Tianlong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

He was obviously no match for Lu Mingyuan.

Cut the Buddha with one sword!

This unprecedented sword cut off the head and arms of the Dharma Buddha!

Originally, the Song Dynasty was the first to stand out, and the monks from the six countries also stood up one after another.

However, when they saw this scene, they retracted their right foot.

Many people's smiles froze.

Everyone's expression became unbelievable.

"The new emperor of Great Yan doesn't seem to have as high a cultivation level as the abbot, but he was able to defeat him in just a few moves. It's unbelievable!"

"In this era, there is another emperor who can call the wind and rain."

"Is he still hiding his strength?"

"After reaching the twelfth realm, any factor may lead to defeat. The gap in realm is a fatal flaw. How did Lu Mingyuan defeat the abbot of Tianlong?"

When the immortal forces and the cultivators of the six countries were discussing, the third prince Song Dun was stunned and clenched his fists and said:

"Impossible, how is it possible!"

The old abbot of Tianlong was one of the top three peerless strongmen in the Song Dynasty. Unless there was a sword immortal, how could he be defeated so easily?

At this moment, those who said similar words to him included the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty, Cao Zongxi, Li Muwan, Wu Xun, Luo Lingxiao, Chu Longxiang and others.

Their eyes were all fixed on Lu Mingyuan.

Just now, when Lu Mingyuan drew his sword, they clearly felt that Lu Mingyuan's cultivation level had skyrocketed.

However, how did he defeat the old abbot Tianlong who was at the peak of the twelfth realm at the beginning of the twelfth realm?

The twelfth realm.

A small realm is a world of difference. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to defeat the enemy across the border.

Moreover, who can cultivate to the peak of the twelfth realm is an ordinary person?

Five hundred years ago, who was not a world-famous genius?

Who did not come from a genius?

Everyone stepped on the shoulders of the cultivators of the same generation to become the supreme.

Who is not a tough guy who can fight across the border?

Luo Lingxiao thought that he was already a person of great talent. He had no rivals in the same realm, and he could even fight against the twelfth realm with the eleventh realm. Unexpectedly, after seeing Lu Mingyuan defeat the old abbot Tianlong, he felt an irresistible sense of frustration in his heart.

If he took action, could he defeat the abbot Tianlong so easily?

I'm afraid not.

At this moment, the strength displayed by Lu Mingyuan was like a basin of cold water, which was poured on his head, making him tremble all over and unable to calm down for a long time.

If martial artists in the world see this sword, it is like seeing the ancestral hall.

This sentence is still ringing in my ears.

What is the end of martial arts?

This is it.

An insurmountable gap, it is like a stone tablet full of records, waiting for later generations to surpass.

"That's it? If the six countries are only at this level, then pack up and go back, don't fight for destiny!"

A hearty laugh came from the Great Yan camp.

Obviously, Lu Mingyuan's move undoubtedly greatly boosted the morale of the army.

Hearing the enemy's ridicule, the six countries' cultivators looked at each other.

Lu Mingyuan smiled secretly.

The second step.

Arouse the enemy's rebellion and resistance, continue to expand the war, and escort the plan to seize the six countries' luck.

Not far away, the small countries that came to join in the fun saw Lu Mingyuan killing in their direction, and their souls almost came out, and they asked loudly:

"Why did the new king of Great Yan attack our country!"

"Because you took the first step with your right foot!"

Lu Mingyuan responded.

This sentence made these small countries look stagnant, and after reacting, they secretly cursed Lu Mingyuan for being inhumane.

He didn't give a good face to these guys watching the show.

Many forces watching the show heard this and quickly fled from here.

They were afraid that Lu Mingyuan would see them take a step.

Lu Mingyuan chuckled in his heart.

It seems that this method is still effective.

It is enough to deter most small and medium-sized forces.

"Boom!"

Lu Mingyuan swung a knife, and Yang Su, wrapped in the flames of the energy, became as big as a mountain, turning into a giant blade like a mountain, suppressing it and killing all the forces within a hundred miles.

Faced with such a terrifying strength.

The cultivators of the six countries naturally couldn't sit idly by, let alone turn around and run away, so they could only bite the bullet and fight.

"Don't panic, let's go together, he may not be our opponent alone!"

"Hunk!"

Cao Zongxi sacrificed the Great Sui Dragon Seal in his sleeves, and the sound of breaking the wind was endless.

The dragon energy in the Great Sui Dragon Seal emerged, and its power increased greatly.

"Suppress!"

Cao Zongxi directly used his strongest trump card, trying to suppress Lu Mingyuan with the dragon luck of a country.

Above the surging dragon energy.

One cold and one hot, two giant shadows emerged.

Under Wu Xun's control, a huge blue-eyed green dragon and a red-scaled dragon each swallowed and spit out water and fire.

The red dragon spit out a blazing fireball, like the sun's true yang, scorching and dazzling, the temperature is probably hundreds of thousands of degrees, even the innate magic weapon will be melted.

The blue-eyed green dragon hid in the clouds, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, with a cold breath, layers of frost condensed in the valley, freezing the trees into ice slag.

Although they are Wu Xun's pets, they are all great monsters comparable to the demon king, not weak, and cannot be underestimated.

Lu Mingyuan turned around quickly and greeted them with both hands.

With his left hand, the phantom of the dragon and elephant was entangled, the flames were burning, and the roar broke the eardrum.

Taihuang Dragon Elephant Power.

He clenched his right fist, and a black obsidian curse flowed on his arm, like the Big Dipper stars reversing, releasing tremendous power.

Tianwu Destroying God Palm.

"Boom!"

Two martial arts magical powers burst out, washing away the ice and fire, and then like a sledgehammer, they hit the two dragons hard.

Lu Mingyuan took advantage of the force and grabbed the tails of the two dragons accurately.

It was like the power of the gods.

He pulled the tail of the dragon hard and smashed the two dragons, which were as big as mountains, to the ground.

A lot of smoke and stones were splashed, and dust and fog flew, and a mountain was smashed in the middle.

The blue-eyed green dragon wailed, and it was obviously half dead.

The dragging traces looked shocking from the sky to the ground.

It was like an ant dragging an elephant.

Lu Mingyuan walked out of the smoke and dust, clapped his hands, and looked at the various figures in the sky with sharp eyes, and then looked at the sky behind him.

Yang Su, standing vertically in the air, resisted the suppression of the dragon energy of the Great Sui Dragon Seal, and there was still enough time.

He laughed lightly and grimly with satisfaction and said:

"Now, it's my turn to kill you."

He clenched his fist with one hand, turned into a rainbow light, and smashed it on the Great Sui Dragon Seal, making a "bang bang" explosion.

Lu Mingyuan controlled Yang Su and killed him instantly, wanting to cut off Cao Zongxi's head with a knife.

At this time, a mysterious light fell from the sky and blocked Lu Mingyuan's front.

That mysterious light burst out with an extremely hot breath, with a temperature close to a million levels. It stalemates with Yang Su for a moment, and both retreated at the same time.

Yang Su flew back to Lu Mingyuan, spinning around his body.

That mysterious light revealed a figure of peerless elegance, revealing a man named Wang Mian with a handsome appearance. He was wearing a golden green shirt. The clothes were woven from the green wood and golden pine trees of the Immortal Family that have been harvested for three hundred years. Resist the power of most magical powers.

As for the ancient flying sword in his hand, it was obviously not an ordinary thing that could block Lu Mingyuan's sword.

"Luo Lingxiao, without this flying sword, I'm afraid you would have died from the sword that was blocked just now." Lu Mingyuan's tone was calm, but his murderous intent made everyone's hearts tremble.

Lu Mingyuan's current posture.

It means to fight against everything.

If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha.

Luo Lingxiao smiled and said: "As a human being, you should have a heart for the Tao, so that you can risk your life and survive, seize luck and become immortal."

He is the acting headmaster of the Wanluo Sword Sect, and he wields the inherited ancient sword of the Wanluo Sword Sect, Bi Chi.

This is an ancient flying sword. After being refined by successive generations of masters, its power is comparable to that of low-grade immortal weapons.

In terms of cultivation, he is indeed inferior to Lu Mingyuan.

But with it, Luo Lingxiao felt confident that he could fight Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Mingyuan smiled slightly: "Having confidence is a good thing, so are you planning to give up the fate of the Golden Crow Kingdom?"

"You must defeat me first and then talk about it!"

Luo Lingxiao stopped talking nonsense and held a three-foot green chia in his hand. With a snap of his fingers, he changed his shape, divided the ten thousand swords, and arranged a nine-fold sword formation.

"Uh-huh!"

Lu Mingyuan burst out with a soaring sword intent and struck towards the center of the formation, trying to block Cao Zongxi and Luo Lingxiao inside the formation.

"Bai Yihu Ruyi Mani Buddha!"

A Buddha statue rose from the earth, blocking Lu Mingyuan.

Jiang Shan stood at the top of the valley, with infinite Buddha power pouring out of his body and flying around the Buddha statue.

Lu Mingyuan glanced at the top of the stone mountain, and then looked back and saw Li Muwan walking in a Buddha's light and entering Luo Lingxiao's sword formation.

"Lu Mingyuan, it's been a year since we last saw each other. I've not seen you for a long time. Thank you for your help in the wild cave. But when we meet on the battlefield, we are enemies."

Three-word true fires were flying around Li Muwan, and each one contained terrifying power.

In the past year, not only Lu Mingyuan has suddenly emerged, surpassing the monks who were stronger than him in the past.

Jiang Shan and Li Muwan are also such outliers.

A man who has only been practicing for a hundred years is already the number one Zen master of the Dajinchan Temple, one of the four giants of Buddhism.

There is also a suspected reincarnation of the ancient fire god.

Li Muwan was born with the Holy Body of Nine Turns of Bright Fire, and was an extraordinary talent. However, she was hidden and protected by the Nanli Dynasty, and she did not appear until she reached the middle fifth level.

Jiang Shan sighed: "I really don't want to be your Majesty's enemy, but the world is like this, everyone has his own camp. The comrades who fought against the enemy together in the past are now facing each other life and death."

Lu Mingyuan gave a long laugh: "Why are you so emotional? It is a pleasure to be brothers and friends. But being an enemy is another pleasure? Today, I will seize the fate of the Six Nations, and you can still do it together. If it’s not enough to stop me, who else wants to take action?”

"Lu Mingyuan, you are a little too confident. Don't underestimate the heroes of the world." Chu Longxiang, the eldest prince of the Dawu Dynasty, jumped up from a broken mountain peak.

He was two meters tall, with a huge body and huge muscles, like a humanoid dragon.

"Wouldn't it be a great regret in life if I didn't know how to become a genius who wants to be the master of the world?"

The third prince did not have the courage to face Lu Mingyuan. The fourth prince of the Song Dynasty, Song Guangyao, temporarily replaced his brother in the queue. He smiled lightly, used the Confucian mantra of "Yu" and stepped into the sword formation.

Cao Zongxi stabilized his position and saw that Lu Mingyuan had been surrounded, but no one from Dayan took action. He realized that this was an opportunity, and laughed loudly: "Lu Mingyuan, if you want to kill me, first bypass the geniuses of the Six Nations."

With his words, he inspired Lu Mingyuan to take action first and reveal his flaws.

"Okay, warm-up completed."

After Lu Mingyuan finished speaking, his body was full of majestic energy, and his energy and blood erupted like a volcano. He no longer covered it up and was exposed without reservation.

The flames between the eyebrows flickered, and the whole person was suspended.

The next moment, his whole body was on fire, and his hair suddenly changed color, just like the blood-red color of Shura.

The ground cracked, and the lava fire gushed out, seeming to burn everything.

A 100-meter-high blazing sword stands across the sky, and a thousand-foot-long Dharmakaya stands on the earth.

"The geniuses in the world share one stone, and I shall have the nine to myself."

Lu Mingyuan rose slowly and was between the eyebrows of Dharmakaya.

The cold words resounded throughout the earth.

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