The air suddenly became dry, and a scorching aura appeared, crazily eroding everything around.

The aura in the air burst into flames as if encountering kerosene.

A little bit of red light hurt the eyes of the three of He Zhengran.

Under the unbelievable gazes of the three, the air seemed to be burning, and the surroundings were filled with endless flames.

Like the fairy fire falling from the sky that day, little by little flames.

They fluttered and burned in the air.

Lu Shaoqing's long sword turned lightly again, drawing an arc in the air.

The clusters of flames fluttering in the wind instantly became violent.

Like a school of fish smelling their prey, they swarmed up, and the flames shot up into the sky, forming an impenetrable net, covering the attacks of He Zhengran and the three of them.

The attack of the three fell into the fire net, like a fish that left the water and fell into the fishing net.

Struggling desperately, but ultimately powerless.

The ball of light emitted by He Zhengran was wrapped in the fire net, melted, rapidly became smaller, and finally disappeared within it.

And the falling white thunder, struggling in the fire net like a silver snake, was melted into several knots by the blazing high temperature, and completely disappeared.

The long arrow condensed by Sima Jun's spiritual energy was quickly absorbed by the fire net as soon as it touched it, and turned into fuel for countless flames, burning even more vigorously.

The three of He Zhengran were horrified, they didn't expect that their joint attack would have no effect in front of Lu Shaoqing's sword.

They had the illusion of hearing the whine of their attack.

What's even more frightening is that the power of this fire net has not diminished, and its castration has not changed, and it has enveloped the three of them.

The blazing high temperature from the huge fire net made the three of them extremely horrified, and felt that their souls were about to burn.

The blazing high temperature caused the surrounding trees to wither, and some places were still burning.

The billowing smoke added a bit of chill.

The three of them retreated hastily, and at the same time they took out their own methods to deal with it.

He Zhengran's Buddha Chen lighted up slightly, and waved fiercely at the fire net.

A powerful wave emanated from the Buddha dust again, facing the fire net with majestic power.

Jiao Yiqing and Sima Jun also used their own methods one after another. The three of them joined forces, and finally a powerful explosion occurred to defuse Lu Shaoqing's attack.

The faces of the three became very dignified.

Lu Shaoqing's strength is stronger than they imagined.

"It is worthy of the late stage of alchemy."

Jiao Yiqing's eyes showed envy, even jealousy. He is in the middle stage of alchemy, the sixth level, but he has been stuck here for decades.

There has been no way to break through.

And Lu Shaoqing in front of him was younger than the three of them, not even one-fifth of their age.

But it was already in the late stage of alchemy, and he had easily reached the realm he had dreamed of reaching.

People are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

Jiao Yiqing looked at Lu Shaoqing looking at them proudly, with disdain in his eyes, not paying attention to them.

The envy and jealousy in his heart turned into killing intent and hatred.

"Kill, definitely kill him."

Jiao Yiqing let out a roar, and took the lead in attacking again.

He took out his weapon, a staff about his height.

He raised his staff high, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flew through the clouds like countless silver snakes.

The roaring thunder resounded through the sky, and a terrifying coercion filled the air.

Like the sky falling, it brought Lu Shaoqing heavy pressure.

Lu Shaoqing looked up at the sky, where the dark clouds that might strike thunder at any moment, couldn't help cursing, "Old fellow."

Jiao Yiqing is the strongest of the three, and his realm is only two small realms lower than him.

Needless to say, this move of his was also his must-kill move, which made Lu Shaoqing feel threatened.

Lu Shaoqing charged towards Jiao Yiqing with a long sword in his hand. On the way, he swung several times of sword energy at Jiao Yiqing.

The sword qi howled, shining with a strong light, with a sharp killing intent.

Jiao Yiqing did not dodge, looking at the attacking sword energy, a slight disdain flashed in his eyes.

He shouted loudly, and pointed his staff at the incoming sword energy.

"drop!"

"Boom!"

A white thunderbolt thicker than an arm pierced the sky and fell from the sky, turning the surroundings into a silvery white.

With a dazzling light, the white thunder and lightning crushed Lu Shaoqing's several sword qi.

"bang"

The remaining lightning struck a stone on the ground, the stone was torn apart, and countless flashes of lightning entangled it.

This is not finished.

In the sky, dark clouds rolled violently, and several thunderbolts fell, this time aiming at Lu Shaoqing.

The white thunder and lightning that fell from the sky crawled in the air like a silver snake, looking for the right opportunity to launch a fatal blow to Lu Shaoqing.

Several thunderbolts fell together, and the huge momentum seemed to destroy the world.

Feeling the aura of thunder and lightning, Lu Shaoqing frowned, wanting to do something, but then relaxed his brows.

Decided to try again with my own body.

He had already practiced the Body Refining Art to the Xiaocheng stage before, and he was able to block He Zhengran's attack.

Now let him try whether he can withstand these lightnings.

Lu Shaoqing secretly buckled a few pills in his hand, just in case, after making preparations.

Thunder and lightning also fell from the sky, drowning him.

Rumble!

The ground shook and the mountains shook, thunder and lightning flickered for several miles around Lu Shaoqing, the rumbling sound was endless, and the dense lightning spread towards the surroundings.

Like setting off a thunderstorm, everything around was shrouded in thunder and lightning.

"well"

Seeing Lu Shaoqing being submerged by lightning, He Zhengran and Sima Jun showed joy on their faces and applauded repeatedly.

This is Jiao Yiqing's ultimate move, they will be hacked until there is no scum left.

Sima Jun laughed loudly, "That kid dared not resist Brother Jiao's wrathful sky thunder because of his superiority, he is seeking his own death."

He Zhengran was deeply convinced, and said happily, "Even if he is in the late stage of alchemy, he can't handle this move."

Jiao Yiqing showed color on his face, this is his famous skill.

According to his inner satisfaction, he spoke slowly and said, "Everyone, don't be careless, prepare carefully."

Although he thought that Lu Shaoqing would be disabled even if he was not killed by this blow, but he still had to be reserved on the surface.

Sima Jun smiled and said, "Brother Jiao, you are too careful, that kid"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Shaoqing's voice came from the thunder.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts to death"

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