Volume 1: Rebellion in Chang'an Chapter 63: Foundation Building (Part 1)
Ignoring the astonishment of the demons and Yuanyang Zhenzun, Lu Qingshan leaned forward and rushed forward to meet the third- and fourth-grade demons who were besieging and killing the Jindan Yuanying cultivators of Shanhai Pavilion.
Taking advantage of Shadow Demon's carelessness, Lu Qingshan seized the opportunity and killed Shadow Demon instantly.
But Lu Qingshan did not become arrogant because he was well aware of his shortcomings.
Although he can perfectly control his own strength, this cannot change the fact that he is just a Qi Refining cultivator.
At the moment, he did not know any of the skills that only high-level sword cultivators could master, such as [Sword Controlling], [Flying Sword], [Sword Intent], [Sword Light Differentiation], etc. He had not learned any of them.
If he were to face a fifth-grade demon head-on at this moment, he would really be no match for him.
This is not a gap in strength, but a gap in skills and realm.
However, when dealing with these third- and fourth-rank demons, with the powerful strength blessed by the power of mountains and seas, he can completely use force to defeat their opponents and crush them with overwhelming force.
For Yuan Yang Zhen Zun, with the blessing of the power of mountains and seas, fighting against three fifth-grade demons is obviously not a problem.
Therefore, there is no rush to support Master Yuanyang.
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Sword lights flashed continuously.
Lu Qingshan held a sword in the sea of demons, constantly shuttling back and forth, rushing left and right.
At this moment, he was like a ghost demanding his life, cruel, determined, and murderous!
The movements were clean and neat, without any unnecessary movement, and each time the sword was aimed at the neck, head and other vital parts of the demon.
Wherever the sword went, blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The damage inflicted by the Lianxu sword cultivator, even if it was just a normal attack, was not something these third- and fourth-grade demons could withstand.
carefree!
The smell of blood on Lu Qingshan's body was so strong that it could not be shaken off.
The murderous intent in his heart grew stronger, and his pupils turned scarlet, but his mind became clearer and clearer.
This is a true swordsman , a cold-blooded killing machine.
The stronger the murderous intent, the calmer his heart became.
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Soon, the seemingly inexhaustible demons appeared to be temporarily exhausted after Lu Qingshan's quick clearance.
Lu Qingshan did not stop until he saw that the situation was temporarily under control.
The body rushed violently.
With a fierce momentum and murderous intent, he rushed towards Yuanyang Zhenzun.
There are also three fifth-grade demons there.
"You--" Seeing Lu Qingshan joining his battlefield with the sharp aura unique to sword cultivators, Yuan Yang Zhenzun didn't know how to react.
Lu Qingshan's performance was really beyond his expectations.
Even he was not sure he could do better than Lu Qingshan.
But now is not the time to express shock.
Seeing Lu Qingshan supporting him, Yuan Yang Zhenzun, who was extremely experienced in fighting, reacted immediately and cooperated with Lu Qingshan .
Yuan Yang Zhen Zun, who had originally been able to hold his own against three opponents, soon became one-sided after Lu Qingshan joined the battlefield.
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Ten breaths later, a huge head flew out and blood rained down from the sky.
Three fifth-grade demons, die!
Lu Qingshan stood still and looked around.
The area within the range of his sight was already empty and solemn.
Although Yuanyang Zhenzun looked exhausted, a smile appeared on his face. Just as .
A deafening roar was heard in the distance.
Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenjun both looked towards the direction where the roar came from.
In the far distance, above a towering mountain that was originally covered with black fog, an extremely strong and dazzling light flashed and broke through the black fog.
At this moment, the space between heaven and earth was filled with dazzling light.
Immediately afterwards, the spiritual power of heaven and earth was in chaos, and a black hole tornado thousands of feet high rose out of nowhere!
Afterwards, the tornado released spiritual energy all over the sky, but although the spiritual energy was extremely vigorous, it was out of reach and could not be absorbed at all. It also quickly dissipated and merged into this world.
Spectacular and tragic.
This is the phenomenon of the disappearance of Tao in the sky.
This scene only appears when an extremely powerful monk dies.
These cultivators grew to be so powerful that I wonder how much spiritual energy they devoured from the world.
If it is not returned, then in the long run, the inspiration in the world will gradually fade away and finally turn into a wasteland.
Therefore, after death, a powerful cultivator will return his spiritual power to the world in the form of the disappearance of the Tao.
This is the law of nature.
Only if one person dies in Shanhai Pavilion will such an astonishing phenomenon occur.
Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenzun both understood what this meant.
The leader of Shanhai Pavilion died in battle!
"Your leader is dead!" The sinister and dull voice of the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Lord came from the giant peaks and sacred mountains: "You disciples of the Shanhai Pavilion should stop struggling in vain."
He wanted to undermine the fighting spirit of the remaining monks of Shanhai Pavilion.
Lu Qingshan looked not far away.
Wave after wave of demons were rushing towards them.
Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenzun looked at each other.
The fighting spirit in their eyes not only did not diminish with the death of the leader of Shanhai Pavilion, but became even stronger.
Faced with the surging demons, Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenren did not retreat but advanced.
Following them were all the surviving monks guarding the spiritual veins.
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When Lu Qingshan came to his senses.
He had moved from the Wuya Peak spiritual battlefield filled with demons to an attic.
There was nothing around.
Lu Qingshan was stunned.
This was different from what he remembered.
In this final dungeon settlement scene, there should be cabinets filled with jade slips of skills and spells all around.
Just as Lu Qingshan was looking around in confusion.
A middle-aged male cultivator in a white robe appeared silently in front of Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan looked at the male cultivator's face and seemed to understand something. He bowed slightly to the middle-aged male cultivator.
"metropolitan."
Yes, the figure in front of him was the leader of Shanhai Pavilion whom Lu Qingshan had seen from afar on the top of Wuya Peak.
"Shanhai Pavilion has long been destroyed. What kind of leader am I now?" A very gentle voice.
Lu Qingshan remained silent.
The leader of Shanhai Pavilion didn't care about Lu Qingshan's silence.
He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the air with his fingers.
Some scenes that had never appeared in the world of ruins appeared in the air.
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That night, the leader of Shanhai Pavilion had traveled to all the mountains of Shanhai Pavilion and met all the disciples of Shanhai Pavilion.
It was still dark, and he was standing high in the sky, motionless, his mind wandering in the universe.
After a long, long time, when the sky was about to brighten.
He finally came back to his senses, as if he had made a decision. He reached out to the void and a black ball of light appeared in his hand.
The leader of Shanhai Pavilion looked at the black ball of light in his hand and thought for a moment.
Finally, he confirmed his idea. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked his forehead, and a shallow soul appeared in front of him.
At the same time, the face of the leader of Shanhai Pavilion turned pale at this moment.
He cut off a small part of his soul.
The separated soul looked at the leader of Shanhai Pavilion, nodded very humanely, and crashed into the black ball of light in the leader's hand.
Seeing this scene, the leader of Shanhai Pavilion nodded slightly.
Afterwards, he let the black ball of light suspend in the air, formed seals with his hands, and cast one spell after another on the black ball of light.
At the moment of dawn, he waved the black ball of light, and it shot straight to the ground of Shanhai Pavilion, and all the breath disappeared in an instant.
