Chapter 1597: 1 Light Wheel 300,000 Years (1)

The forces other than the Ten Temples did not want to open the Temple of Sin at this juncture. They even took pride in entering the Ten Temples and even the Temple. The Four Supremes, the Templars, and the Sanctuary are the heavens they yearn for.

Most people feel that two palms are enough and there is no need for a third palm.

Hua Zhenghong was already very embarrassed, and if she continued, it would really offend people completely.

"Even you think this old man shouldn't give this third palm?" Lu Zhou turned around and looked at Emperor Zhang Zhang.

The emperor of the previous chapter said through a voice transmission: "I came today to fight for the head of the palace."

The purpose must be clear.

In the distance, Emperor Bai got up and said with a smile: "The pavilion owner of Motian Pavilion... It's a pleasure to meet you."

Lu Zhou turned to face the White Emperor.

Bai Di smiled and said, "Your Excellency, it's better to calm down. If you have anything to say, sit down and have a good chat."

Bai Di opened his mouth.

Lu Zhou was not as angry as before, after all, Emperor Bai had helped him. If it wasn't for the jade card of Emperor Bai, it would be difficult for the apprentices to get the approval of the Pillar of Apocalypse in the unknown land. Especially, the Pillar of Apocalypse in Da Yuanxian, which is guarded by the Yu family, is almost impossible to enter the realm of Da Yuanxian.

Bai Di opened his mouth.

Qisheng turned back, looked at Lu Zhou, raised his voice and said, "At the head of the Xia Tuwei Hall, Qisheng, I have seen the senior."

Lu Zhou remembered Qi Sheng mentioned by his disciples and said that he was the seventh disciple Si Wuya.

Jiang Aijian?

Where is Si Wuya's appearance, it is clearly the Jiang Aijian who regards the sword as his life and loves the sword to the bone.

But... why did he call himself "Seven Lives"?

Lu Zhou glanced a little and saw a small flying chariot not far behind him, with the flag of Tu Wei Hall hanging on the chariot.

I sighed slightly in my heart.

Seventh, he still didn't come back.

Jiang Aijian is alive, so does he plan to replace the seventh and fulfill the wish of the seventh in the Motian Pavilion?

The appearance of Jiang Aijian made Lu Zhou temporarily forget his anger and his third palm.

"Seven Lives" continued: "Although Hua Zhizun made mistakes first, it didn't make a big mistake. Now it's too vain to hire people, Hua Zhizun is also the talent that the emperor values ​​most. I hope the old gentleman will give me some points. Thin noodles."

"you?"

Qishengdian kept a smile and said, "After all, I am also the leader of Tu Weidian now. In terms of ability, talent, and appearance, they are all first-class, and the emperor also trusts me. I promise that what happened today will not happen again in the future. any trouble."

He turned around immediately, looked at Hua Zhenghong, and said, "Hua Zhizun, you won't take revenge on the old gentleman for this trivial matter, will you?"

Hua Zhenghong's expression was brilliant.

This Qisheng, his speech and demeanor, his personal style is very strange, sometimes serious, sometimes deviant, and not very out of tune.

How could such a character be trusted by Emperor Bai and Emperor Mingxin?

...

Hua Zhenghong snorted softly and replied seriously, "This Supreme Being is not so narrow-minded and stubborn."

Qi Sheng nodded with satisfaction, and said to Lu Zhou, "How do you feel about the old man?"

After so many people advised.

The three emperors, in the last chapter, Qisheng took turns to plead for Hua Zhenghong, and everyone was also looking forward to the master of Motian Pavilion, what would happen next.

Everyone's attention was focused on him.

Lu Zhou returned to his original position, overlooking Hua Zhenghong, and said solemnly, "Hua Zhenghong... Are you ready?"

Hua Zhenghong's heart trembled and instinctively took a step back.

Her puppet slave has been killed by a terrifying force.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Luzhou to make such an unexpected decision.

Emperor Qing, Emperor Bai, Emperor Shangzhang shook their heads helplessly.

Lu Zhou glanced at it. These old people, 100,000 years ago, didn't want to mix things that were too empty. Now they want to stay out of it, this old man will make you feel better?

If there is a pot, everyone will carry it together.

How could Luzhou let go of such a good opportunity.

Qi Sheng wanted to continue to persuade, but the Yinjiawei phantom flashed, came to him, shook his head at him, and said, "It's useless,

Respect his decision. "

"it is good."

The two returned to the chariot.

Silver Armor said, "Stand behind me."

Qisheng said: "You look down on me... Are you afraid that my handsome appearance will cover up your light?"

"..."

In the sky.

Lu Zhou turned the palm of his hand, and said word by word, "This old man will act in his life, and he will do what he says. If he dares to block this old man, he will be his enemy!"

A card appears in the palm of your hand.

This is the precious fatal card exchanged for killing the drunken Zen and the ancient frost dragon, and it also means a powerful blow from the devil.

Hua Zhenghong's eyes were half horrified and half angry. He looked directly at Lu Zhou and said, "I'll take your third palm!"

She sacrificed the rosette.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two fingers slid across the arteries of the wrist, blood flew out, and landed on the lotus seat.

Qingdi Lingwei looked up and shook his head: "Why?"

"The blood sacrifice to the red lotus, after this move, it will be difficult to recover after three or five years." Bai Di sighed.

Chidi looked at Lu Zhou in the sky and said, "I didn't expect that there are such masters in addition to Taixu. It's really rare."

Qingdi Lingwei turned his head and said, "Could it be that... you don't have a sense of familiarity?"

"Um?"

Chidi didn't know what Lingweiyang was talking about, "Familiarity?"

"The emperor is not sure, just look carefully. The three of us in this pool of muddy water, I'm afraid we won't be able to wash it clean." Qingdi Lingwei Yang said.

...

Blood surrounds the red lotus, and the bright red color swept across the cloud domain.

The sky was red and the flowers were flying.

Lu Zhou glanced at it indifferently, didn't put it in his eyes, held it in his palm slightly, and the card shattered - the sky was surging, and a cone-shaped vortex was formed around it, and the Great Abyss offered the Pillar of Apocalypse and appeared flutter.

A behemoth quickly swept across the Great Yuanxian and rushed across the hollowed-out area.

The clouds and mist that covered the sky and the sun covered the void and covered everyone's vision.

That behemoth looked like Qinglong Mengzhang, with its eyes open like the sun and the moon, the sky and the earth were dim and dark.

When Lan Xihe saw those eyes, he also frowned.

"Da Yuan offers a guardian?"

No one has ever seen what the guardian of Da Yuanxian looks like.

Only know that it is one of the rarest and strongest beasts in the world today, not weaker than the four spirits of the sky in its peak state, comparable to ancient creatures.

It flew into Taixu and rolled in the sky.

Lu Zhou looked up and said, "This is not the place you should come! Before the old man changes his mind... Get out."

He can completely use the fatal card on the behemoth, but it is not necessary.

The behemoth, in the sky, made a low whimper.

After tumbling a few times, he returned according to the original path.

The behemoth is not a fool, and it is too lazy to care about the troublesome things in the too empty, too lazy to ask.

After a while, it disappeared.

The Ten Taixu Halls and the three emperors were all a little surprised.

A single sentence can defeat this powerful creature, who is this person holy?

Hua Zhenghong has almost done everything she has learned in her life, and she is bound to block this palm.

In the sky, the vortex reached unprecedented power.

When the power was formed, Lu Zhou said, "This third palm, the Confucian Sect, the Haoran Heavenly Astral Palm!"

The cloud domain is full of awe-inspiring righteousness.

The fierce and arrogant righteousness gathered in Lu Zhou's palm, forming a palm print that covered the sky and the sun.

Haoran Heavenly Astral Palm pierced through the void and shattered the space again.

The powerful Gangqi wind and waves, like a knife, swept the four directions, and the Ten Taixu Halls did not dare to be careless and resisted desperately.

The three emperors once again flashed backwards with their flying chariots.

Like a miraculous palm, it came to the red lotus that was blooming red.

The palm pressed the red lotus, the space was broken, and the boom! ! !

The shock wave of Astral Qi, several times stronger than before, swept all directions!

Hua Zhenghong snorted and let out a shrill scream, saying, "There are no rules, pure power?!"

A truly tyrannical power that can smash all the bells and whistles!

Hua Zhenghong's head was blank.

Fall rapidly downwards.

A light wheel swayed in all directions, and the vitality storm was vented.

"Halo!?"

"One palm, one halo, one halo, 300,000 years!"

Everyone stared at the ring of light that was rippling around.

There was puppet slave protection before, and now... what else?

One of the Four Supreme Beings of the Temple, Hua Zhenghong, because of his arrogance and recklessness, paid a price of a light wheel, three hundred thousand years!

The temple is high above.

Who dares to challenge?

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Lu Zhou who was holding a single palm down in the sky.

This is the master of Motian Pavilion.

After three palms, Hua Zhenghong was defeated!