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    Among the ten sects, the level of the spiritual sea realm is already the level of the foreign affairs elders. For example, Qing Yin, who signed a letter of introduction to the Tianjian Sect to Lu Mo during the divorce incident and helped Lin Qingcheng completely break with Lu Mo, is the spiritual sea realm.  triple.  But at this moment, the man she once regarded as trash was exuding a powerful aura that she had to be afraid of. Looking at the terrifying power of the Iron Throne's magical power, you can see Lu Mo's spiritual sea.  The starting point of the realm is probably much higher than hers.  She was extremely fearful and did not dare to act rashly again.  However, His Excellency the Imperial Master of the State of Zhao still raised the peach sacred wood sword arrogantly, with a blazing glare in his eyes: "If you dare to invade the palace of our King Zhao, I don't care who the sacred disciple you are, just tie your hands!  ” His status is transcendent, and he also has the support of the powerful people in the life and death realm, so he is not afraid of Lu Mo. What’s more, he has the fourth level of spiritual sea realm cultivation, which is comparable to Lu Mo and other rookie monks who have just entered the spiritual sea realm.  It's a world of difference.  The words rolled like thunder, and the powerful pressure of the spiritual sea realm monks shocked the ministers, making them unable to support their bodies and could only kneel down in panic.  The Imperial Master waved his peach sacred wood sword, and instantly there was an infinite stream of light shining in the sky. Threads of colorful light were woven into a giant net, and rushed down to Lu Mo like a blanket.  Zhao Shenwu couldn't help but feel a hint of ecstasy in his heart. He didn't have the skills to influence the Imperial Preceptor, or even His Royal Highness King Zhao was not qualified. However, Lu Mo just happened to invade the palace forcefully, which happened to offend his taboo. If the Imperial Preceptor could  If Lu Mo is killed here, Zhao Xiangwu's support in the Tianjian Sect will be completely cut off. At that time, he will lose the qualification to compete with him as the only one in his family!  "Your Excellency, Imperial Master, there must be a misunderstanding in retaining people under the sword!" Zhao Xiangwu roared, his eyes almost splitting.  "Misunderstanding?" The Imperial Master sneered contemptuously, dismissing Zhao Xiangwu's request.  The Peach God was furious, and the wooden sword exploded out of the circle to imprison the demonic sword!  Zhao Xiangwu’s eyes couldn’t help but be full of despair. It was the most advanced sword technique that the Zhao royal family had access to, a powerful sword technique that could block all Taoist powers.  But Lu Mo was fearless!  !  !  The Imperial Preceptor did not catch the expected fear in his pupils, but instead saw a trace of unhidden contempt.  Boom!  Lu Mo's spine suddenly evaporated the magic wings of three thousand thunder and three thousand flames. Three thousand was exactly the same as the number of great avenues, so the fluctuation of power it caused in an instant shocked the national master's eyes.  That is the second kind of magical power!  !  First, there are the powerful swords of the Iron Throne, followed by the brilliant magic wings of the Three Thousand Thunder Flames, all of which are first-rate, top-grade magical powers.  To put it crudely and bluntly, His Majesty the Imperial Master can only suck his fingers and press his butthole in envy.  Although he has reached the fourth level of spiritual sea realm, he is still limited by his talent and has not yet condensed his magical powers.  The reason is very simple. He relied on the terrifying amount of resources provided by the State of Zhao, and spent three hundred years crazily devouring rare and precious medicines before finally reaching the fourth level of the spiritual sea realm. However, with his mediocre talent, he was unable to realize magical powers at all.  If he hadn't been the legitimate son of the one behind him, he would have rotted into a pile of loess like the rest of the mediocre royal family.  That’s why he was so furious when he saw Lu Mo, because he was jealous and hated all the successful young monks.  A moment!  Lu Mo's three thousand thunder flame wings danced in the sky, tearing Taixu apart easily, and suddenly appeared behind the Imperial Master in a flash of light.  The cold sword blade was pressed against his neck, and the slightly cool Gengjin sword exuded a fatal threat, gently licking his skin.  Lu Mo, who was originally as elegant as a lady in white, now showed his sharp edge!  With an indifferent smile, he glanced coldly and violently at the Imperial Preceptor who had been aggressive at first but now in a state of collapse: "Your Majesty the Imperial Preceptor, if you think about it carefully now, is there any misunderstanding?" His murderous intention can still be clearly felt by the Imperial Preceptor.  However, Lu Mo did not directly kill him. After all, these forces will be controlled by Zhao Xiangwu in the future. Although it was easy for him to kill him, it was equivalent to indirectly cutting off Zhao Xiangwu's arm. If he did not betray his brother's face, he could also make him  This so-called national teacher is no longer arrogant.  The Imperial Master was waiting for death with his eyes closed, and his heart was full of desire and resentment for magical powers. But when he heard Lu Mo's words clearly, he gasped slightly. Knowing that Lu Mo would not kill him, he quickly smiled flatteringly: "  There must be a misunderstanding! It turns out that it was Xiang Wu who asked for help, but it was me, Zhao Qingji, who was blind." Hearing this, Lu Mo slowly removed the tip of his sword, but he couldn't help but feel surprised.  He had never thought that in a battle in the Linghai Realm, magical powers would be so powerful and crushing. No wonder the secrets of condensing magical powers were regarded as top secrets by the sects.  Zhao Qingji also suddenly came to his senses and realized that his years of seclusion and cultivation were actually the opposite!  He is obsessed withHe was busy on the path of cultivation with soaring power, but he never thought that when he was fighting with others, he would be so weak without mastering his magical powers.  "Stay a while, I personally would like to invite you to the Royal Garden for a meeting. I will prepare some small gifts to make up for my mistakes today." Zhao Qingji lowered his posture and lowered his voice to request.  Now that I have figured out how to condense my magical power, there is no better guide than the young man in front of me.  He is a monster who directly developed two magical powers when he first entered the spiritual sea realm!  Lu Mo nodded in agreement. One of the purposes of his coming to Zhao State was to help Zhao Xiangwu. In addition, he also needed help with some things, so it was not appropriate to make things too rigid.  After receiving Lu Mo’s promise, the Imperial Master actually showed a trace of respect, which made all the kings and ministers of the Zhao Kingdom look blank.  "Since this is a distinguished guest, we, the State of Zhao, will host a banquet in the Main Hall. Your Majesty, what do you think?" King Zhao immediately took over the conversation smoothly and invited him respectfully.  For the veteran Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, although they all have great magical powers in the realm of life and death as their ultimate trump cards, they can only use them when they are on the verge of national destruction.  Normally, the number of spiritual sea realm monks they could control was extremely limited, and most of them were shoddy guys like the Imperial Master who spent countless resources to build up. Now that they had to meet Lu Mo, they naturally wanted to win over them.  Zhao Xiangwu squeezed his eyes, and after receiving Lu Mo's look of agreement, he smiled and responded: "I'm tired of driving the sword, please let me hold a banquet tomorrow. My junior brother will have a temporary rest today." …  .  Lin Qingcheng was standing gracefully by the window lattice, with a touch of melancholy in her heart. Her tall and round chest, soft and delicate waist, and slender and straight legs were still as gorgeous as ever.  Qingyin looked at Lin Qingcheng with pity and felt helpless: "When I came here, I never thought that I would be involved in the dispute between Zhao Shenwu and Zhao Xiangwu. Who would have thought that things would get worse and that Lu Mo would be provoked again. I was with you that day.  Yes don't have too many thoughts." Lin Qingcheng smiled lightly, but as cold as ice: "The past has long since disappeared. He didn't look at me for a second, so I don't have to regret it since Zhao Xiangwu is here.  Lu Moxiang, I don’t think it’s convenient for the master to interfere. How about we just go back to the Demon Feng Sect? There will definitely be disasters if the Nine Kingdoms compete for the top spot. If we get entangled in it, there may be future troubles. " Old Qingyin blushed, knowing that he was smart.  The discerning disciple may have gained insight into his own thoughts.  Yes, after all, his intervention in Zhao Guo's battle for the right to inherit the throne was too obvious, which directly caused most of the courtiers in the palace to turn to Zhao Shenwu.  Now Lin Qingcheng is accusing her of having too many traces and falling into traps, which will definitely lead to Karma and being disliked by the sect; on the other hand, she is hinting that Zhao Xiangwu has Lu Mo, who is powerful enough to rival the national master, and even she Qingyin may not be able to do it.  There's no way to match it.  Qingyin could only agree dejectedly: "Okay, then I'll say goodbye tomorrow. With Lu Mo involved in it, Zhao Xiangwu's throne may be helpless." She left in a hurry, but Lin Qingcheng raised her eyebrows.  With her frosty and snow-like wrists, she smoothed her black hair, her dark eyes looked at the blurred stars in the sky with complexity, and sighed faintly: "We are drifting apart after all You who were once underestimated by me and the world are already  It’s really unimaginable that magical monks from all over the world can be shocked by just one gesture.” “It’s really not like that!” In the courtyard, Zhao Xiangwu laughed wildly, patted Lu Mo on the shoulder, and winked: “You can come back so domineeringly.  , Give those who have looked down on you a loud slap. This must feel very good." Lu Mo curled his lips, chewed a piece of chicken, put the golden chopsticks on the chopstick holder, and sneered slightly:  "What? You want to try too? If I hadn't helped you derail the throne, reduced you to the common people, and tasted all the warmth and coldness of human kindness, and when you came back domineeringly, you might have experienced how I feel today." Zhao Xiangwu immediately  Choking on a mouthful of wine, I quickly shut up.  "By the way, you are indeed the best. You said you were practicing in seclusion to refine your magical powers, but as soon as you came out, you mastered two subjects. I think the Imperial Master also coveted you very much. When you go to accept his invitation later, remember to kill him hard.  I get angry when I think of how arrogant and domineering that guy is." He said sullenly, "I'm a prince, I'm not as arrogant and arrogant as him!" Lu Mo frowned as he listened to Zhao Xiangwu's complaint.  "The cornerstone of your Zhao country should be an old monster, right?" "That's right." Zhao Xiangwu didn't shy away from it, and simply said directly: "He is a great monk in the realm of life and death, but unless the country is destroyed, there will be no one  If he dares to wake up, only the National Master is his ventilator. ""Tomorrow, find five hundred strong men from the military camp for me," Lu Mo suddenly said calmly while sipping the wine.  "What do you want to do?" Zhao Xiangwu asked strangely while responding: "Mortals? They are of little use to you, right? If you have something, just ask me to do it for you.We are brothers and you help me so much.  " Lu Mo shrugged: "Don't worry about it.  " Zhao Xiangwu immediately put on a filthy and dirty smile: "Could it be that you have a habit of cutting sleeves and Long Yang What, how do you want me to select you?  What are the conditions?  "Lu Mo smiled: "He must be the kind of man with hairy chest and legs, thick limbs, and the first impression he gives people that he is a sex machine.  " Zhao Xiangwu was stunned and stiff.
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