Mortal Bones

Uncle Jiu's words were very rude and unreasonable.

But his shouting voice, just like his voice soaked in the sound of swords, was like a sharp sword pointing directly at the chests of everyone watching the battle.

Even the three great emperors who were watching the battle at this moment were no exception.

This feeling.

This momentum.

It's like Lu Daoxuan alone is asking about the sword of the entire five directions.

Obviously very domineering and rude.

But even the three great emperors did not dare to take the sword from Jianjiu Lu Daoxuan easily.

Immediately afterwards, the two great emperors Cang Ai and Duanyue greeted Lu Daoxuan one after another:

"Congratulations to Emperor Jianjiu for succeeding to the throne."

"Congratulations to Brother Lu for succeeding to the position of Zhenwu!"

In the end, even Zong Yun, the arrogant and arrogant Chenglongtian Emperor, bowed to Lu Daoxuan in a deep voice:

"Brother Lu, you're late!"

Lu Daoxuan said unceremoniously:

"So what if you came early? Can't you just watch helplessly as the bright moon falls towards my Zhenwu?"

"Don't think I don't know, you also have the means to deal with the falling moon!"

Emperor Zongyun was suddenly speechless.

After Lu Daoxuan finished scolding the three great emperors, he started shouting again to scold the Zhenwutian monks——

"A bunch of short-sighted useless rats!"

"You dare to scold me as a Jianjiu disciple?"

"You dare to scold my disciple Xu Taiping?"

"Just because my disciple fought so hard for you in the Golden Scales to earn his incredible martial fortune, you must be grateful to him!"

"He Xu Taiping has never owed you anything. Even if he doesn't save him, you have no right to insult him!"

All the True Martial Heaven cultivators were suddenly speechless.

A few Zhenwutian cultivators in the teahouse even lowered their heads in shame.

Because as Lu Daoxuan said.

Xu Taiping has a desire to "reinvent" the Zhenwu cultivators. If he hadn't snatched the martial fortune from the Golden Scale Society, most of the Zhenwu cultivators would have become vassals of other heaven and earth sects.

Many monks will even die because of this.

Therefore, in Lu Jianjiu's view, Zhenwu Tian's monks were the least qualified to scold Xu Taiping.

Although Lu Daoxuan's reasoning was a bit far-fetched, it still made all the Zhenwutian monks, especially the Zhenwutian monks who had scolded Xu Taiping, lower their heads.

At this moment, Liu Chuxuan of the Jiufu suddenly shouted to Lu Daoxuan: "Mr. Lu, please calm down. The most important thing now is to repel this falling moon first!"

Lu Daoxuan ignored Liu Chuxuan.

But soon, his voice sounded in the wild sky where Xu Taiping was, and reached everyone's ears again through a spiritual mirror and the shadow of the Moon Shadow Stone——

"Peace!"

"Good disciple!

"I'm late, Master!"

If Lu Daoxuan's sword strike just now was enough to prove that he was qualified to succeed the Zhenwutian Emperor, then the voice of his shouting from Manhuangtian in the spiritual mirror at this moment would confirm whether he had already succeeded the Zhenwutian Emperor. , the conclusion is finalized.

Just like Xiahou Qingyuan of Yuheng Mountain, he originally had a trace of doubt in his heart, but after hearing this voice, he exclaimed in shock:

"There is actually a great emperor in Zhenwutian?"

"Xu Taiping's master, Lu Jianjiu, is actually the real Emperor Wutian!"

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Savage.

Outside Kasyapa Temple.

After Xu Taiping heard his master Lu Daoxuan shouting to him, he was surprised and his eyes felt inexplicably hot.

I saw him shaking his head vigorously and saying:

"No, Master, it's not too late at all!"

Lu Daoxuan's voice then sounded again:

"Good disciple."

"In the past, you were responsible for everything, and you were the only one who made the choice."

"But from today on, you are no longer alone. No matter what happens, you will have Master and Qingxuan to make decisions for you, make choices together, and bear the burden together!"

Lu Daoxuan's shouting was like a strong wind on that autumn afternoon, firmly holding and wrapping Xu Taiping, who was standing alone in the vast wilderness.

For Xu Taiping, who was alone most of the time when faced with life and death decisions, he was naturally very moved to have his master standing beside him today.

But while being moved, he immediately noticed something was wrong - "Isn't it that Master cannot take action after sealing the Demon Sect?"

But before he could ask, a loud "bang" suddenly came from the shadow of the mirage above his head.

Taking a closer look, he saw that the sword light used by Lu Daoxuan to stop the falling moon was crushed to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the Jiuyuan Demon Emperor Wuxin said coldly:

"Even if you, Zhenwu, have a great emperor, even if the great emperor is you, Lu Daoxuan, Zhenwu Tian will definitely be razed to the ground by me, Jiuyuan, today!"

As he was talking, he saw the bright moon in the shadow of the mirage, suddenly covered with blood-red cobwebs.

In just a short moment, the bright moon that originally exuded the cold moonlight suddenly turned into a red ghost moon.

At the same time, under the huge red ghost moon, ninety-nine dragon-shaped skeletons suddenly appeared, pulling the red moon towards the ground of Zhenwu Heaven below.

"Rumble!..."

In an instant, the bright moon that was originally just falling slowly began to penetrate the layers of restrictions in the sky above Zhenwu Tian at a speed visible to the naked eye, and fell straight down to the heaven and earth below.

Xu Taiping's heart immediately tightened.

Because at this speed, it would take at most a cup of tea for this ghost moon to fall on the ground of Zhenwu Tian.

Xu Taiping was a little worried. At this speed, even if his master had taken over the throne of the Great Emperor, he would not be able to stop the falling moon.