Above Qianli Garden, two figures were approaching cautiously.
Before entering Qianli Garden, the two figures stopped and checked the surroundings.
After confirming that there were no abnormalities, the two of them slowly landed on the ground, looked at the terrain, then made a hand print, stretched out their hands and pulled, opening the entrance to this small world, and walked straight in.
The location of the small world is extremely hidden, and among the demons, only the Heart Demon clan is qualified to know this secret.
There is no doubt that the person coming is from the Heart Demon Clan.
Inside the small world, as the two entered the world, the Huanling Demon Cultivator hidden inside suddenly sensed something. Elder Wangu reacted the fastest and was the first to rush out of the hall, only to see two clear lights flashing and approaching this place.
"Elder Wuxiang." Elder Wangu hurriedly called out after seeing the face of the person coming clearly.
The Huanling Demon Cultivator, who was called the Wuxiang Elder, nodded slightly, "The day when the Spirit Sea Tide will be activated is approaching, and I have been ordered to come and lead the activation of the Spiritual Energy Storm in the Void Realm."
The small world of Qianli Garden is called Xujie.
Elder Wangu nodded and explained the details to Elder Wuxiang, "In another twenty-eight days, the concentration of spiritual energy in the virtual world will reach the threshold required to launch a spiritual energy storm."
The essence of launching an aura storm is actually to manipulate the fluctuations of aura and eventually form a wave.
However, controlling and manipulating spiritual energy is an absolutely technical job, and there are only a few people in the entire Huanling Sect who dare to say that they understand its true meaning.
These people are hiding here, and their main task is to gather spiritual energy, which is the so-called miscellaneous work.
When it comes time to launch the spiritual energy storm, it will take the help of the "big hands" who are well versed in the true meaning of spiritual energy.
Elder Wuxiang is such a "big shot".
"Then let's wait for the 28th. After the 28th, the dust will settle," Elder Wuxiang said with a grim smile, "If it weren't for the Eastern Region Sword Sect's sudden intervention, we really wouldn't want to use such means."
Once the spiritual sea tide rises, it will be like a nuclear bomb washing the ground. Wherever it passes, there will be chaos and danger everywhere. It will take at least a hundred years for the spiritual energy to return to its original gentleness.
In other words, a large area will become barren by then.
For the demons, the Central Spirit was already in their pockets, and this move would be equivalent to destroying their own territory, which they were not too willing to do.
In addition, they have no way to accurately control the impact range of the spiritual sea tide.
That is to say, when the Spirit Sea Tide hits the front battlefield, it will inevitably affect their army as well - but compared to the losses of the human race, their losses will be much smaller because they can evacuate their main force in advance.
But no matter what, launching the Spirit Sea Tide is a tactic that will hurt yourself by 300 and hurt the enemy by 1,000.
If it weren't for the Sword Sect ascending to Zhongling and the three peak masters guarding the three cities, they would never resort to such means.
However, if the demons want to break through the defense line guarded by the Sword Sect's Peak Master at this moment, they only have two choices: either to exchange the life of the Demon Lord, or to set off a spiritual sea tide.
Given the nature of the demons, it is obvious what choice they will make.
"Sacrificing some low-blooded demon cultivators in exchange for this huge middle spirit, such a cheap deal, who among the other seven clans would be unwilling to do so?"
Elder Wangu laughed and said, "Besides, it is precisely because there are too many of these untouchables that our abyss has become exhausted. Why not take this opportunity to get rid of a group of them?"
"That's true." Elder Wuxiang just sighed casually, but he didn't feel any pity in his heart.
The demons have always been a cold-blooded race.
It was at this time.
With a bang, Elder Wuxiang's head was thrown up abruptly.
Although it was said to be cold-blooded, in fact, warm blood splashed everywhere, splashing onto Elder Wan Gu's face.
Elder Wangu hadn't reacted yet, he just felt his face was wet, he subconsciously reached out to wipe it, and when he looked in front of his eyes, he saw blood all over.
The next moment, he found that in his sight, his hand was getting farther and farther away from him.
What's going on?
He thought.
Then he saw two headless bodies.
That was the body of Elder Wuxiang, and his head was right next to it, but where was the other body? Whose was it?
The next moment, Elder Wangu finally reacted.
Turns out it’s mine!
Then there was a sharp pain, and then he fell into endless darkness, no longer feeling anything.
Two good heads were thrown into the air, and two headless bodies fell down.
But that’s not all.
Because within the virtual world, there are not only Elder Wangu and Elder Wuxiang.
Next, within the virtual world, heads flew up out of thin air, and headless corpses fell to the ground, with blood gushing out from their necks.
In just a few breaths, there was no sign of life left in the demon's nest where dozens of demon cultivators gathered.
This is not the scariest thing.
The most terrifying thing is that all the Huanling Demon Cultivators did not see what killed them before they died.
It can be said that his death was extremely unjust.
There are not many things in the world that can kill people in such an invisible way.
Invisible sword.
Soaring.
Xie Qingyun, please come in person.
After a moment, a man in green appeared in the virtual world and looked around.
In the void, a huge sphere that cannot be seen at a glance is slowly rotating.
On the boundary wall of the small world, there are countless shining light bands connecting this sphere.
As the sphere rotated, large amounts of spiritual energy came from nowhere and flowed into the sphere along the light bands.
With every breath, there seems to be a pulsation of life.
"Spiritual storm, spiritual sea tide..." Xie Qingyun looked at the scene in front of him and whispered to himself: "If the demons can use it, it seems that we can also use it?"
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Dome City.
Xie Qingyun left not long ago.
Lu Qingshan had just finished speaking when he suddenly discovered something unusual happening in his sea of ​​consciousness.
He was subconsciously shocked.
The sea of ​​consciousness is where the primordial spirit resides, and the primordial spirit is the foundation of a person's life. Even the slightest abnormality is worthy of attention.
Lu Qingshan quickly concentrated his mind and looked inward into his sea of ​​consciousness.
Then he was shocked:
In his sea of ​​consciousness, the green snake creature that had been hovering above his soul all day long, like a dormant creature, suddenly emitted a bright green light.
The green light was as fierce as a wolf or a tiger, twitching towards the west as if it was out of control, but was stopped by the green snake.
The unusual movement that Lu Qingshan noticed came from this.
"What's going on?" He was extremely shocked and tried to control his sword energy and living being. He found that although the green snake was still under his control, the green light could not be restrained no matter what.
This was something Lu Qingshan had never heard of.
No sword cultivator's sword energy creature has ever lost control like this.
He was still pondering the cause of this sudden change when a strange-shaped totem character suddenly appeared on the green snake's forehead, shining brightly.
This totem text does not belong to the human race, nor to the demon race. No one knows where it belongs to.
But at the moment when this totemic text appeared, Lu Qingshan faintly felt a wave coming from the distant west.
It was also at this moment that he vaguely understood the reason why something had happened to his green snake creature.
"This fluctuation seems to come from something extremely important to it, triggering its instinctive reaction..." Lu Qingshan murmured.
Mo Yan, who was standing by, also noticed Lu Qingshan's abnormality and asked quickly, "Brother Lu, what's wrong?"
Lu Qingshan opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his black pupils, like a sword shooting straight into the distance.
The fluctuation came from the extremely far west.
That place is now a demon-occupied area.
He pondered for a moment, and finally said to Mo Yan: "I'm going to the Demon Occupied Area."
This idea was not a sudden impulse, but a decision he made after careful consideration.
There were three reasons why he decided to do this.
The first and most important reason is that the performance of the sword creature has affected his actions to a certain extent.
Although the abnormal movement is not particularly strong, it still exists.
It's okay at normal times, but in a life-and-death battle or a critical moment of enlightenment, such abnormal movements will have great side effects.
In addition, his sword energy creature was born from Longmen and was extremely strange. He had searched through all the human classics but could not find any related records of this beast.
According to the rules of heaven and earth, sword-energy creatures should be beasts that exist in the world and cannot be created out of thin air.
In other words, the creatures that his sword energy radiates are either beasts from other realms, or ancient beasts that are so mysterious that even humans have no records of them in their books.
There are only two possibilities.
Lu Qingshan has always been very curious about the identity of the Green Snake, but he has no clue.
The mutation that occurred to the green snake this time further demonstrated that its origin was not simple.
In addition, Lu Qingshan was also very confused about the meaning of the totem text that suddenly appeared on the green snake's forehead.
Perhaps finding the source of this fluctuation could answer my doubts to a certain extent.
Second, when entering the demon-occupied area, you can take the initiative to attack and, to a certain extent, strike a blow to the demon's power.
Lu Qingshan's cultivation at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm is not very useful on the front battlefield, but it will be very effective if he is causing damage in enemy-occupied areas.
Especially the existence of the demon suppressor makes him more suitable for solo action.
With the power of Demon Suppression to restrain the demons, if he uses Demon Suppression, he can even fight against the top demon commander.
However, on the front battlefield, the Demon-Suppressing Technique cannot be used easily.
This is because once the demons recognize this sword, it will inevitably cause deeper troubles. Even among the human race, seeing him holding such a powerful magic sword may bring some hidden dangers.
Such a powerful natal sword can only be sealed by oneself, which is undoubtedly equivalent to cutting off both arms. How frustrating is that?
The last and most realistic reason is that Lu Qingshan needs to improve his strength through constant fighting and killing.
Whether it is the rich experience brought by killing demons or the insights that fighting may bring, Lu Qingshan wants both.
He has already comprehended four of the Six Words of the Wilderness. Once he comprehends all six, he will be able to condense the Seed of the Dharma Realm and advance to the Seventh Realm.
But for a sword cultivator, without sufficient battles and opportunities, it would undoubtedly be a fantasy to want to comprehend the secret sword behind closed doors.
Sword skills are methods of killing, and naturally they can only be created .
Therefore, from these two perspectives, even if there was no change in the Green Snake's movement, he should do this thing that is beneficial to both the public and private sectors.
"But, isn't the task assigned to us by the Sword Sect to be patrolling?" Mo Yan hesitated and asked.
"When a general is away from home, he may not obey the orders of the king." Lu Qingshan's eyes lit up slightly, and he said softly, "What's more, I am the young master of the Sword Sect. Without the Sect Master, who can give me orders?"
He raised his head and looked into the distance.
Master, I know what you are thinking. You just want to protect me and let me grow steadily, so as to avoid taking too big steps and dying halfway.
However, time will not wait for me, and the demons will not wait for me to take my time.
In the eighth year of Tianyuan, in the previous life, even the Seven Realms Conference had not been held yet, but in this life, the war between the Central Spiritual Dao and the Demon has already broken out.
No one can guarantee what will happen next.
A sense of crisis has already enveloped Lu Qingshan.
During the Corpse Puppet Rebellion, he had just arrived in this world, his cultivation was low, and he was just a small chess piece, unable to change much.
During the Chang'an Rebellion, he had become much stronger, but still couldn't do much.
Although his timely discovery saved Xia Zhao, he failed to save the Chang'an Sword Immortal.
In this Zhongling rebellion, he is still just a drop in the ocean.
What about next time?
If this continues, the next time there will be chaos in the human realm, right?
By then, if he is still unable to change anything and can only be an insignificant chess piece, can he really be willing to accept this?
His strength has been improving very quickly, but considering the situation of the human race, this speed is still far from enough.
Therefore, he could only push himself to improve his strength faster and faster...
Follow the procedures, that's what happens in peacetime.
In this era, we should "help things grow faster".
Every progress he made in the Dao realm was achieved through crazy attempts on the brink of death.
If you do not die, you will become more powerful.
But before, it was passive action.
And this time, he was going to commit suicide on his own initiative.
This is the way a sword cultivator practices!
"You are Wang Daode's direct disciple. If something happens, the Candle Dragon Palace will probably come after me. Besides, you are a magic cultivator. You can't move as easily as us sword cultivators, so it's easy for something to go wrong. This time, I will go alone." Lu Qingshan retracted his gaze and said to Mo Yan beside him.
"You, the young master of the Sword Sect, dare to take risks. How can I, a disciple of the Candle Dragon Hall, be more valuable than you? What's more, you said that we, the Dharma cultivators, are not as mobile as you, the sword cultivators. I haven't said that you, the sword cultivators, are as weak as paper and cannot withstand a beating! And even if something happens to me, do you think my Candle Dragon Hall will dare to cause trouble for your Sword Sect? Which sect in this world dares to provoke your Sword Sect?" Mo Yan asked back angrily at Lu Qingshan's intention to abandon him.
"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything. Why are you still angry? I can't stand this barrage of bullets." Seeing that the usually calm Mo Yan got angry, Lu Qingshan laughed happily instead.
Mo Yan said dissatisfiedly: "Yes, your Lu Qingshan flying sword is sharp, but my Mo Yan's strange fire is really not much inferior to yours."
"I don't mean to say that you are a drag, but I have some personal reasons involved in this operation, so I don't want to drag you into it." Lu Qingshan explained.
"We are partners. Since we are partners, there is no reason to break up easily." Mo Yan gradually regained his composure and said in a deep voice.