One person transforms the gods into the heavens

Chapter 500 The song ends and everyone disperses, the game is over

"Nine Nether Mastiff - Hunting!"

"Prison-Suppressing Underworld Tiger——Order!"

"Three-legged Black Crow—Burn!"

Following Lu Zhen's order, the surrounding air seemed to be solidified by this chilling air.

The shadows under the Nine Nether Mastiff's paws squirmed, dividing into dozens of smaller black mastiffs. Their scarlet eyes were like two points of flame, their fangs were exposed, and saliva was dripping from the corners of their mouths.

They were in groups of three or five, working together in perfect harmony, just like a real pack of wolves hunting, and pounced directly on Lu Jin.

The prison-suppressing ghost tiger let out a deafening tiger roar, as if it was the marching order of the ghosts and gods. The ground suddenly cracked, and countless ghost soldiers emerged from the cracks. They held long Goli halberds and formed a tight military formation. Formation, approaching Lu Jin step by step, with a murderous aura.

The three-legged Xuanwu flapped its wings and flew high, like a burning flame hovering in the sky. It dropped meteors and fire rain. The fire rain carried the breath of destruction, like a punishment from heaven, burning the sky and boiling the sea. , burning the space around Lu Jin into distortion.

Lu Jin faced the attacks from these three ghosts and gods, but his expression did not change at all.

He clasped his hands together and muttered words. Behind him, under the pen of Chunqiu, who was Wenquxingjun Yuanshenfaxiang, the poem came into being in a flash:

"The wind and lightning are chasing the meteors, and they are thousands of miles away without leaving any trace. The body is as strong as a flying swallow, and the steps are as light as a swimming dragon."

Then a bright light flashed in his eyes, and the energy of civilization around him instantly exploded, directly repelling the approaching mastiff.

At the same time, he took mysterious steps and cleverly avoided the formation of ghost soldiers that suppressed the prison tiger. Every step he took was on the edge of life and death, just passing by the sharp halberd.

Facing the meteors and fire rain from the three-legged black crow, Lu Jin even shouted softly: "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow!"

The momentum around him surged, and a cold air burst out from the poems he wrote, instantly freezing the fire rain into ice. The ice crystals were as bright as rain.

A pen writes the world.

It can be said that the writing is shocked by the storm, and the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods!

The attacks of the three ghosts and gods were defused by Lu Jin one by one, but he did not stop. With a flash of his body, he had already taken the initiative to rush towards the Nine Nether Mastiff.

His hands formed claws, like an eagle's claws catching a dragon, and instantly tore apart a shadow of the Nine Nether Mastiff. The shadow dissipated, revealing the Nine Nether Mastiff's body behind it.

The scarlet color in its eyes became even brighter, and it let out a low roar. Countless shadows gathered together again, and countless mastiffs and ghost soldiers rushed towards Lu Jin again.

Lu Zhen stood at the back and whispered: "Billions of ghosts serve as soldiers, and millions of Yin spirits serve as generals. Mr. Lu, no matter how much energy you have, you will still be consumed by these thousands of Yin spirits! "

Lu Jin cursed loudly: "You kid, you don't follow martial ethics."

Lu Zhen shrugged, showing no concern on his face. If you don't talk about martial ethics, then don't talk about martial ethics. How can you fight in a group and play in a one-on-one fight?

Times have changed, Mr. Lu!
In the end, Lu Jin used the skill of pressing the bottom of the box, and the three levels of reverse life appeared, and the Qi returned to the innate energy, turning into a milky white innate Qi, completely submerged in the primordial spirit behind him.

I saw that Na Wenqu Xingjun Yuan Shen Dharma's appearance surged by three points again, and the poems he wrote were like countless divine chains of order, surrounding the Dharma's appearance, spewing out endless thunder and ice and other strange phenomena.

This Lu Jin has actually cultivated to the third level of the third level of rebirth, and is only one step away from being able to ascend to heaven.

This method is based on the Dharma of the Yuan Shen and resides in the world. Although it is a clever trick with the help of the Dharma of the Yuan Shen, it is extremely rare.

Even Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that Lao Lu would reach this point!"

It's a pity that under the continuous siege of the three great spiritual treasures in the form of ferocious beasts, in the end, the innate energy in the body was exhausted, and it was a pity to lose!

Lu Zhen wins! When he was young, Lu Jin lost to Lu Chun. Decades later, Lu Jin lost to Lu Chun's son Lu Zhen. He was now in the hands of both father and son!

Naturally, there was no comparison between Zhang Chulan and Lu Zhen who reached the finals. Zhang Chulan was so smart. When he saw Lu Zhen looking at him eagerly, he immediately gave in.

How much money does it cost per month? Why should he fight for it?
Not worth it, not worth it at all!

.........

After announcing the results of the game.

Unsurprisingly, someone started causing trouble.

Qu Tong from Yao Xing Society took the lead in attacking, claiming that there was a shady story. After all, the final winner of this universal feast was still someone from the Tianshi Mansion. Isn’t this the secret of the ascension not announced?

Therefore, asking them to give an explanation and making it public can be regarded as threatening the public opinion to "force the palace"!
As for other people, whether it was Quan Xing or the remnants of Fusang, they couldn't bear it at this moment, and they all left the scene and began to spread opinions and muddy the water.

Of course, most of these people did tricks like disguise, but in Lu Chun's eyes, it was nothing more than a clown performance.

"Everyone, everyone..."

I saw Lu Chun stand up in the stands, take a slight step forward, and in the space transition, Lu Chun had already arrived in the center of the field from the stands.

"Who is this young man?"

"I don't know, I don't know him!"

Lu Chun pressed his palms to suppress everyone's discussion and said: "Everyone, I know what you are thinking in your heart. You are just here for the rumored secret of ascension.

Don’t worry, I will make it clear today if you need to say it!

But before we get down to business, we still need to clean up some of the filth. For so many days, Longhu Mountain has been made a mess by you idiots. It has really disturbed the purity of my Tianshi Mansion!
Today, I will give you the thunder of heaven, and send you to ascend to the sky, and fly away into ashes - smoke! "

After saying this, Lu Chun's eyes were flashed with lightning, his fingers spread wide, and the sky in the entire Longhu Mountain realm suddenly changed.

Dark clouds are threatening to destroy the city!
The ink clouds are layered upon each other, thunder and lightning appear, and the white light shines on the world, like the jade palace of the fairy palace in the sky!
Thick thunder dragons roared in the thunder pool, as if a catastrophe was coming.

With the tap of Lu Chun's index finger, the sky thunder crashed down, directly turning Longhu Mountain into a thunder prison, completely isolating Longhu Mountain from the outside world.

The whirlpool of dark clouds in the sky turned into the Eye of Thunder Tribulation, standing high above, staring at the creatures below, as if it were an indifferent and ruthless heaven that would rain down thunder of destruction at any time.

"punish!!!"

As Lu Chun's voice of judgment fell, he saw streaks of blue thunder turning into plows, like the claws of heaven, killing their heads, and the bodies of those people were directly vaporized under the high temperature of the thunder.

Among them were Qu Tong and others, as well as some dark places in the venue. Thunder turned into a plow, plowing the court to sweep holes, sweeping away the filthy atmosphere of Longhu Mountain. They died so happily, which was considered an advantage for them!

"The song ends and everyone disperses. This game is finally over!" Lu Chun sighed.

"Zhen'er, you and the people from Zichen Palace should deal with the remaining trash!"

"Yes, you will not be disappointed!"

Lu Zhen said with his hands clasped in fists.

(End of this chapter)

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