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Chapter 200: The Hundred-Year Covenant, Volume 2, Ending with Various Requirements

Just like the ancient God of War coming down to earth, Lu Yue was illuminated by the light of the Xuan Yao stick, and her whole body shone with golden light. The Xuan Yao stick danced like a meat grinder, rushing left and right among the swarming barbarian cultivators. There was a puff of blood mist.

It continued to be sprinkled high into the sky, and pieces of residual limbs were thrown one after another. Perhaps the old owner of the Xuan Yao Stick did not expect that on this day, the inheritance of the Moon Clan would wield the weapon of the Beast Clan God of War and swing it at his descendants.

The battlefield had already entered a feverish state, and in just a short moment, everyone had entered the state of mind. Facing the crazy cultivators, the Chinese cultivators not only did not feel timid, but became more courageous as they fought.

Lu Yue swung the round Xuan Yao stick, repelled the barbaric cultivators who were surrounding them, jumped into the air, and then raised the Xuan Yao stick on his head and feet and hit the ground with all his strength. A circle of ripples was formed by the Xuan Yao stick.

The center spread out in all directions, and the barbaric cultivators all around were pushed around by the ripples of spiritual power.

The barbarian cultivator who fell on the ground did not die under Lu Yue's stick, but was trampled under the feet of his own cultivators who came from behind. Under the continuous trampling, the seriously injured barbarian cultivator was dying. Sad, lamentable!

Behind the battlefield of the Barbarian Cultivators, the Beast King suddenly darkened his face when he heard the news of Lu Yue's return. In ten years, the Beast Clan cultivators attacked the Holy Capital City in one fell swoop and ushered in an arduous war of attrition. In twenty years, it turned out that

The Holy City was not conquered, but it was met with a crazy counterattack by the Chinese monks.

The ascetics of the Buddhist sect had already stabilized the southern part of China, but they were cunning and stood still, quietly waiting for the end of the war between the beast tribe and the Chinese cultivators, and they had the illusion of reaping the benefits. The same goes for Western Dharma cultivators.

In this way, even though they could join forces to capture the Holy City in one fell swoop, they still ignored it and focused on stabilizing their own sphere of influence.

If this is the case, it means that the beast tribe has to bear the wrath of China alone and suffer unspeakably.

"Call Hu Mei'er!" The Beast King closed his eyes and said to the guard beside him.

After a while, the enchanting and colorful Hu Meier came with lotus steps, bowed to the Beast King and said, "I wonder what the Beast King wants to do when he summons Meier?" Ever since she lost her body to Lu Yue, Hu Meier has been waiting for her.

Having never slept with the Beast King, the Beast King could only satisfy his addiction and vent all his desires on the Fox Clan female cultivator Hu Lian'er who was later sent to him by the Fox Clan.

Looking at the tempting fruit in front of him, the Beast King couldn't help but licked his lips and said, "You must also know the news about Lu Yue's return. What do you think about it?"

"Returning to the Beast King, Mei'er wants to see Lu Yue to see if he can persuade him to come back! There is no other way except this trip." Hu Mei'er lowered her head and said.

"Hey! Okay, I will send a few of my right-hand assistants to accompany you." The Beast King sighed, and the beauty was about to leave. Although she couldn't eat it, she could still see it before. Now that she leaves, he

Hu Lian'er was the only one left by her side.

"No need, Your Majesty. Let Mei'er go alone. If there are too many people, it won't be effective." Hu Mei'er said firmly.

"How can we do that? There are many dangers ahead. If you are alone and are found out by the Chinese monks, wouldn't it be..." The Beast King didn't know that Hu Mei'er had understood the way of love and was able to protect herself in the front. Thinking of such a delicate beauty

His son was captured by the monks in China and used as a sex slave. The Beast King's face suddenly became even more displeased.

"There is no need to worry about the beast king, Mei'er has her own way to get to Lu Yue's side."

Seeing Hu Mei'er being so stubborn, the Beast King sighed and said, "Okay, be more careful." After saying that, he turned his head and looked into the distance, unable to bear to see Hu Mei'er leave.

Hu Mei'er, who had escaped from the side of the Beast King, was like a bird returning to the sky, happily running towards the south. A big white tail swayed freely from side to side, vividly showing her mood at the moment.

Thinking of the Beast King expressing his desire to have sex with her many times, Hu Meier always refused in her heart unhappily. She only had the man who gave her to her for the first time in her heart. How could she stay with the Beast King again? Even if she used it every time

Illusion was a trick, but when she thought about Beastmaster's appearance as a pig brother, Hu Mei'er couldn't help but feel sick to her stomach.

At the same time, another beautiful woman also came to Qingli and was running in the direction of Lu Yue. This person was Long Ling'er who had returned from heaven.

On the way, Long Ling'er met the Four Immortals of Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning who came down from the immortal world to kill Lu Yue. After learning their purpose, they fought fiercely with them. Facing the four immortals, Long Ling'er didn't have any fear at all.

I felt it was hard. I suppressed my cultivation to the middle stage of Saint Immortal. Although I couldn't kill the Four Immortals, it was more than enough to severely injure them.

After solving these four troubles, Long Ling'er was concerned about Lu Yue's safety, fearing that someone else would come out of the fairy world, so he quickened his pace and turned into a stream of light and rushed to the Holy Capital.

With Long Ling'er's current cultivation level, it only takes one breath to travel across China. However, her cultivation level is at the middle stage of Saint Immortal at this moment, and it will take two days even if she speeds up.

Looking at the holy city that had been separated for sixty years, Long Ling'er's eyes filled with tears. How are his father and mother's health now? Has his grandfather's cultivation improved? What have become of Qing'er's sister and Feiyun's brother now?

Sister Er has not been able to practice since she was a child. Without the support of her skills, is her body already old? All these things poured into Long Ling'er's heart instantly. For a moment, she had mixed feelings. She wished she could rush into the Long family's mansion and reunite with her relatives.

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However, Long Ling'er couldn't do this, because she had already died in the thoughts of her relatives. If word spread, it would definitely attract the attention of Heifu. At first, she insisted on going out to find the whereabouts of the people who were in danger of being robbed in Shenzhou, but she didn't expect that He Yue would have something to do with him.

An emotional intersection in life. He even abandoned his family to be with her for his own sake. Nai Heyue put all the incident of her sister's death on herself, ignored her from then on, and finally lost sight of her.

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If Long Ling'er hadn't led the Chinese monks to Duanpo Cliff, he might never see the moon again.

In that battle, Yue lost her life forever, and Long Ling'er was also taken away by the Lord Bai Ling in the heaven. They promised to meet again in a hundred years. Now sixty years have passed, and Yue's reincarnated body has also completed its mission ahead of schedule.

Luo Shen Formation. I haven’t seen her for sixty years. I wonder what the moon has become. Shouldn’t it be called Lu Yue now? Will he still remember the woman who fell in love with him in his previous life?

After thinking about it, Long Ling'er put away his thoughts and fled towards the north gate of the Holy City in hiding. Looking at the once bustling streets becoming empty, Long Ling'er felt extremely bitter in his heart. The memory of his childhood playing to his heart's content was still in his mind.

, the old man selling candied haws, the grandmother making candy figures, the kind smile, the warm eyes, all show the prosperity of China. But now, everything has changed, the barbarians are coming to the city, Buddhism is spreading to the south, and the Dharma is getting involved.

To the west, all this is because of a catastrophe in China.

If Venerable Bai Ling hadn't repeatedly emphasized not to interfere in China's affairs, I'm afraid Long Ling'er would have used great magic power to wipe out the barbaric cultivators. If so, the Taoism of that day would have been jointly suppressed by all forces, and even the inexplicable

Inheritance will also take action.

Standing far above the sky, if he did not take the initiative to show his body, I am afraid that no one would know that in the distant sky at this moment, there is a cultivator with boundless magic power. Long Ling'er looked at the Chinese cultivators who were constantly fighting below,

My heart is full of emotions. Once upon a time, China had endured this kind of humiliation. Once upon a time, the three parties joined forces to attack China.

At this time, Qingli, Black Buddha was in power, so why did he attack Shenzhou? Fa Zong and the Beast Clan were both foreign races, so did Fo Zong only value the fertile soil of Shenzhou? Or after destroying Shenzhou, Fa Zong's territory would be next?

Lu Yue, the reincarnation of Yue, I wonder what you look like? Are you similar to Yue? Do you still remember Bai Ling back then?

After thinking about it, Long Ling'er changed into Qingli clothes and quietly came to the battlefield.

At this time, Lu Yue was standing happily facing the heavy siege of the barbarian cultivators. A mysterious Yao stick danced like a tiger, and every time the stick fell, it took away the life of a barbarian cultivator. Faced with such a vulnerable barbarian cultivator,

Xiu, Lu Yue thought in her heart: No wonder they haven't taken over the Holy Capital in thirty years, so they want to occupy the fertile land of China with the help of these low-level barbaric cultivators? I'm talking nonsense!

However, Lu Yue, who was in a state of frenzied killing, did not feel at all that the barbarian monks in front of him were becoming more and more powerful. Previously, when a stick fell, all the barbarian cultivators in the circle vomited blood and died. At this moment, a stick took away a life, which was enough to show that the barbarian cultivators

Only then did his true strength begin to emerge.

Hu Mei'er looked at the demon-like Lu Yue in front of her from a distance, and her heart was extremely complicated. This person was a person in need of disaster in China. He was on the opposite side of her, but she was entrusted with the hope of changing the fate of the Fox clan. She didn't know.

Is it right or wrong?

The fierce fighting finally stopped, and the barbarian attack gradually retreated. In the end, only the Chinese monks and the corpses scattered on the battlefield were left. The chiefs of each sect began to lead their respective monks to search for the corpses of their disciples, bring them back to their sect, and bury them.

rest in peace.

Zifeng gritted his teeth and walked past Lu Yue, glanced at everyone with a chilling gaze, and turned away with a cold snort. Facing Zifeng's blatant provocation, Lu Yue waved his hand to stop a group of casual cultivators who were about to rush forward.

He said calmly: "You don't have to worry about my business. Now check to see if your teammates are still there. If not, hurry up and tell them their names and looks, and everyone will look for them separately."

After a while, Xiang Ming walked to Lu Yue and said happily: "None of our three hundred and eighty casual cultivators were killed, thirty-five were seriously injured, a hundred were lightly injured, and the rest were minor injuries that were not intrusive. Unexpectedly

The casual cultivators who usually suffer the most casualties did not suffer any casualties today. It seems that the prestige of Nirvana Moon Lord is increasing day by day!"

"You kid, stop flattering me. Isn't the title of Tianshu Mingjun popular all over the country? Look at these corpses. They all obey your orders. Fortunately, you didn't attack the Chinese monks, otherwise they would definitely

I can’t eat anymore and have to walk around!” After listening to Xiang Ming’s story, Lu Yue nodded with satisfaction and teased Xiang Ming.

After a while, Awang and the other five came to Lu Yue. After looking at Lingling, Awang said in a deep voice: "Lu Yue, just now Lingling got news from Shengdu Academy that some people want to break away from Zifeng's jurisdiction and come to you.

Here, I don’t know whether to accept it or not?”

"Hmm? How much?"

"With less than a hundred people, Zifeng has already started to resort to iron-blooded methods. Anyone who spreads rumors about this will be severely punished, otherwise more people will come to seek refuge." Lingling lowered her head and said softly.

"Okay! If you spread the news, no matter which force it comes from, as long as you are willing to obey my deployment, I will accept it. I will accept as much as you want!" Lu Yue said firmly.

"But..." Xiang Ming just wanted to speak, but Lu Yue waved his hand to stop him and said: "There are many people here, let's go back and talk."

"Do you agree with the more than 200 people in Twilight College?" Awang said excitedly.

"Uh, I agree, of course I agree!" Lu Yue suddenly had black lines in her head. When did Awang learn to let Lingling take the lead? He didn't say it before, but waited until he made his promise before saying it. These two hundred people are really a piece of iron.

Board!

Back in the Holy Capital City, everyone dispersed. Lu Yue took Xiang Ming and Awang and five others to the courtyard. After closing the door, Lu Yue frowned and said: "This time the barbarian cultivators continued to attack for five days at midnight.

The time is getting longer and longer, and based on this, it can be inferred that the strength of the barbarian cultivators is getting stronger and stronger. I am afraid that the cannon fodder in front has been burned out!"

At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared outside the door. His footsteps were light, but he was still noticed by several people. When he opened the door, Lu Yue was stunned. Xiang Ming also looked at Lu Yue with a look that was watching a show.

Let’s see how he handles the romantic debt of the year.

"Can I come in?" Hu Mei'er smiled slightly and apologized, "I'm disturbing you all."

Lu Yue gave way to a path and was about to turn around and close the door when she couldn't help but be surprised to see another woman standing outside the door.

"Haha, can I... also go in?" This person was Long Ling'er, who followed Lu Yue all the way. Unexpectedly, there was a beautiful fox tribe woman ahead of her.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, Lu Yue frowned and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

Have you forgotten? There is indeed some resemblance to him, Long Ling'er couldn't help but think with some disappointment.

"My name is Long Ling'er." Her big eyes stared at Lu Yue, her red lips were slightly opened, revealing two naughty little tiger teeth.

Lu Yue frowned and thought deeply. He had already guessed who this person was, but he knew in his heart that the hundred years had not yet come, so why would she appear in advance? He turned around dully to make way for Long Ling'er to welcome Long Ling'er into the house.

After Long Ling'er walked into the room, he seemed not to be interested in these people at all. He looked directly at Lu Yue and said: "I came here to tell you that the hundred-year agreement has ended early, and you don't have to worry about it. Your Majesty.

Let me tell you to go ahead and explore China. If you reach heaven one day, you can even visit the residence of Lord Bai Ling."

"Ended early? Why?" Lu Yue asked doubtfully.

"Because you have successfully opened the Luoshen Formation, the hundred-year agreement has no meaning. If you have not yet opened the Luoshen Formation after a hundred years, the Lord will personally help you open it." Long Ling'er's eyes were a little blurred.

Is it still the month that I thought about so much back then? Why has it become so strange? After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't help but ask: "Do you still remember your previous life..."

Lu Yue was thinking about the Luo Shen Formation. When Long Ling'er asked her, she didn't know how to answer. The marriage in her previous life no longer had any feeling in this life, but how should she face this sudden feeling?