Xia Daoyuan left the distant Yumen Pass and headed north.
Her speed was so fast that the space seemed to be deformed. The air was burning, and two long-lasting flames were brought out.
Like the wings of a phoenix.
The sword light kept flashing, and it didn't take long before she crossed a state and continued to head north.
She wanted to travel thousands of miles to reach the city standing on the shore of the Milky Way and the sea.
If you can't change the ending of the story, at least be there to witness it.
Fortunately, she still has time.
…
Sky, river and sea.
The waves surged, making bursts of roaring sounds.
As a boundary sea, it separates two realms, one side of the sea is the sky, and the other side is the abyss.
For the past year, the war in this sea area has never subsided.
However, seven days ago, this most intense battlefield between the two worlds strangely fell into calm.
However, both humans and demons knew in their hearts that this kind of calm was like the calm before the storm.
A destructive storm that could determine the fate of countless lives in both worlds is brewing.
Thousands of miles outside Tianhe City, demonic energy was surging and thick demonic clouds were covering the sky. Countless ferocious demonic shadows and countless vicious gazes could be clearly seen.
Although it is fierce, it is also extremely quiet.
All the demon cultivators did not move, standing quietly between heaven and earth, waiting for something.
Waiting for Rahu.
The first Demon Saint in the history of the demon race.
Time is passing slowly.
Then the sun rises in the east.
The rays of light are brilliant.
The evil cloud finally dissipated.
Between heaven and earth, on the banks of the Milky Way, the sunlight is like a line of tide, slowly spreading from east to west, bringing infinite light.
On the top of Tianhe City, there were densely packed heads.
All the Tianhe monks are here at this moment, facing the demon army across the sea and waiting in the same way as the demon army.
In front of everyone, a slender figure stood silently.
He was wearing the robe of the leader of the Sword Sect. On the black robe was embroidered a golden dragon. Under the reflection of the sunset glow, it was shining brightly, with its fangs and claws bared, as if it was coming alive.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
When the sunlight completely covered Tianhe City, which had stood for 20,000 years, a demonic power that made it difficult to breathe descended from the sky, like sunlight, completely enveloping the entire Tianhe City.
Under this demonic power, even a cultivator at the Venerable Realm like Juque Wu Di felt his soul tremble.
The countless Tianhe monks on the city wall were even more distraught and dazed.
It’s not that they are weak-willed, it’s just that their instinctive reactions are ultimately difficult to overcome.
An instinctive reaction to great terror.
"Welcome to Saint Rahu!"
However, the demon army thousands of miles away presented a completely different scene compared to the dead silence of the Tianhe monks.
They burst into deafening cheers.
All the demon cultivators, regardless of their level of cultivation, knelt down on the Tianhe Sea at this moment.
Amid the enthusiastic cheers that could shake heaven and earth, suddenly, strange phenomena occurred in heaven and earth.
A column of demonic light as thick as a mountain fell from the sky, like a black waterfall pouring down from the sky.
As the demonic energy surged, a demonic shadow emerged.
It is Rahu.
Luo Hou finally showed up.
Today's Rāhu no longer has the ugly appearance of an Asura, because now that he has gathered the blood of the eight holy demon clans, he can no longer be considered an Asura in the pure sense.
Like a human but not a human, like a devil but not a devil.
However, those blue eyes still had some characteristics of the Asura clan.
Luohou's hair turned blood red and was fluttering backwards, like a blood-red flame burning.
His entire body was shrouded in a layer of black demonic light, and he was clearly surrounded by boundless demonic energy; the black color was even clearly visible.
Luohou waved his right hand lightly.
In an instant, the deafening cheers died down.
He stood at the forefront of the demon army, looking towards Tianhe City with a smile on his face.
It took countless years to build this city.
But its destruction only takes one morning.
Then, Luohou turned his gaze to Lu Qingshan.
"You alone can bring such a great threat to my demon clan. You, Lu Qingshan, are indeed a great man."
"If I had not been born twenty thousand years earlier than you, I'm afraid the fate of our two races would be hard to say." Luohou's low voice slowly sounded, echoing in the heaven and earth.
Luohou gave the highest evaluation to Lu Qingshan.
But this does not mean that Luohu has a broad mind. In his eyes, this is just advice from the winner to the loser.
When it comes to victory, even the most stingy person will not be stingy with a few words.
"It's still hard to say what the outcome of today will be." Lu Qingshan raised his head, looked directly at Luohou in the magic light, and said affirmatively.
Luo Hou heard this and smiled indifferently, "It's hard to say?"
"It seems that you don't know the power of the Demon Saint yet."
Luohou's slightly mocking voice echoed between heaven and earth.
A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and then he stretched out his hand and pressed down towards Tianhe City from a distance of thousands of miles.
"Today, I will show you what the power of the Demon Saint is!"
God’s power is like a prison.
When Luohu's voice fell, this world was suddenly filled with a pressure that was definitely not at the human level, which made people feel boundless fear.
The demonic energy that had been roiling suddenly condensed at this moment, and finally turned into a spear, which streaked across the sky like lightning, splitting the space along the way, and finally slammed directly into the ancestral formation built by Xia Zu.
The Tianhe Ancestral Formation that had protected the human race for twenty thousand years, the Tianhe Ancestral Formation that was regarded as the greatest trump card by the human race, glowed with strong spiritual light under this demonic spear, wanting to protect the human race as before.
But this time, it failed.
Spider-web-like cracks first appeared on the glass-like formation shield, and then it shattered in an instant as if it was a natural outcome, and the spiritual light scattered and sprinkled all over the city.
Looking at the shattered ancestral formation, everyone was stunned.
Luo Hou just made a random move, and the ancestral formation collapsed like this...
The Tianhe monks' eyes wandered around blankly, and all they saw was the same look of despair and numbness.
No matter how much they overestimated the power of the Demon Saint before, when they actually face the Demon Saint now, they will only find that they still underestimated the Demon Saint's power.
The power of the Demon Saint is so terrifying.
In the face of such strength, no matter how huge the number is, it seems to become insignificant.
They couldn't help but look sad.
In the face of such power, even the Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal would not have any room for resistance, right?
As soon as Luohou appeared, he shocked everyone before he actually made a move.
“It’s up to you.” Qi Butian’s old voice was heard from the top of Tianhe City. Facing Luohou’s methods that were enough to destroy people’s hearts, there was not a single bit of abnormality on his face.
Even at this time, Qi Butian still had unreasonable confidence in Lu Qingshan.
His confidence also gave a glimmer of hope to the Tianhe monks who were almost completely desperate, and they turned their eyes to the tall and slender figure from beginning to end.
The young sect leader didn't say much, just nodded slightly.
The next moment, under the gazes of countless people, Lu Qingshan took a step forward.
The void ripples.
His figure disappeared out of thin air.
When he appeared again, Lu Qingshan was already outside the city, rising far up into the sky, carrying the last hope of the human race.
…
One man left the city, and one man entered the city on a sword.
A flash of sword light fell into Tianhe City at this moment.
A person in green robe floated down to the ground and landed on the top of Tianhe City.
Finally arrived before the decisive battle.
She was a woman, with white hair similar to that of the young clan leader, and her beauty could not be concealed even a little by the white hair.
Behind her was an exquisitely carved rosewood sword case.
The old monks in Tianhe City who had lived for countless years and were well aware of the traditions of the Sword Sect could not help but tremble slightly when they saw the sword box.
That is the Sword Sect’s rosewood sword case.
The rosewood sword box is only produced after a life-and-death battle.
Once the red sandalwood sword case is on the back, it means that what follows will be the most difficult but also the most determined battle to the death.
The sword box contains not the sword of the person carrying the box, but the sword of his companion.
When the Sword Sect went to battle in Zhongling, everyone carried a rosewood sword case on their backs.
That time, Lu Qingshan finally returned to the Sword Sect with the sandalwood sword box containing half of the Sword Sect.
The sword case remains.
What will be the outcome this time?
The woman took off the sword case behind her, then slowly raised her head and looked at the slender figure coming up in the distance in front of her, her eyes extremely determined.
She squandered all of Da Xia's wealth, traveled across half the sky, and finally arrived here, just to witness the end of this story.
If the story had a happy ending, she celebrated with him.
If the story didn't end as she wished, she would take back his sword herself, just as she said.
As if he felt the woman's gaze, Lu Qingshan suddenly turned around and looked back, smiled at her, and then, without any hesitation, nor any fear or retreat, he took another step forward and appeared not far in front of Luohou.
Outside Tianhe City, between the two armies.
The two of them faced each other from a distance.
…
Therefore, the plot planning of "Nine Days" is really very old-fashioned.
He is the incarnation of Luohou, the ultimate BOSS in the game's first expansion pack "Corpse Rebellion", and is also the final BOSS.
The first enemy is also the final enemy, what a "old-fashioned" setting!
It was clear that the most difficult battle was about to begin, but Lu Qingshan's thoughts were inexplicably wandering as he thought this.
…
"Do you want to challenge this saint?" Luohou took the lead in breaking the standoff and asked.
"Challenge?" Lu Qingshan shook his head, his eyes firm, and said the second sentence to the first person in the history of the demon clan, "No, I will kill you."
“Haha, you’re the only one who can do that?” Luo Hou laughed out loud, “Under the Saint Demon, we are all ants.”
whoosh!
"Go to hell." The next moment, Luohu punched out from the air, and the sharp fist force attacked Lu Qingshan like a black dragon.
Too fast!
Although he knew clearly how the opponent would attack, Lu Qingshan had no time to react, let alone avoid the attack.
He had no choice but to unfold the sword domain, allowing his natal sword Wangchuan, which was hidden in the void of the sword domain, to appear and block in front of him. At the same time, he used the magical power of Dou Shi Wu Chen, and a layer of faint light appeared around his body.
Wangchuan is a sword that can never be destroyed, and it can slightly hinder Luohou's punch.
when!
The next moment, Wangchuan flew out under Luohou's attack, and the "Black Dragon" continued to move forward, treating Lu Qingshan's sword domain as nothing, and smashed into Lu Qingshan with the most ferocious posture.
At that moment, Lu Qingshan felt severe pain all over his body. With a bang, he flew out like a kite with a broken string. All the bones in his body were shattered at this moment, leaving him with no strength to move, and he fell limply from the air.
boom!
Falling all the way, Lu Qingshan finally crashed directly into the Tianhe Sea.
The sea surface suddenly collapsed, stirring up waves all over the sky. Lu Qingshan's figure sank into the sea, and his life or death was unknown.
"How ridiculous! With such power, you still want to be the savior." Luohou looked down at him, his tone full of disdain.
He was extremely confident in his punch and estimated that Lu Qingshan was already dead.
So what if he is the number one person in the human race, or the Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal? In front of absolute power, he is as weak as an ant.
After dealing with Lu Qingshan, the remaining Tianhe cultivators were not worth mentioning. He could kill thousands or even tens of thousands of them with just a flick of his finger.
Even looking at those faces filled with fear and despair, I felt too lazy to do anything and became bored.
What once seemed quite difficult now simply made him lose interest.
The outcome has been decided!
…
Deep in the dark sky and sea.
Lu Qingshan floated in the sea.
Luohou's confidence did not come out of thin air. Lu Qingshan was seriously injured by that punch.
The Asura clan is a clan of extreme power, and Rāhu, who has achieved the status of Demon Saint, possesses the power to crush everything. He knocked Lu Qingshan down with one punch.
But the fighting spirit in Lu Qingshan's eyes did not diminish at all.
So what if you get knocked down? Just get up again.
So what if you are seriously injured? Just recover.
"Gu Yiyi!" Lu Qingshan shouted.
A ray of blue light flashed, and the Sword of Forgetfulness appeared beside Lu Qingshan. Infinite life force gushed out from the sword and flowed through Lu Qingshan's body.
Every inch of his skin, every meridian, was healed at this moment.
Lu Qingshan smiled slightly.
He was not coming to die in this battle, he was prepared.
Wangchuan's Blue Sky Sword has powerful healing powers, but if you want to use it, you must first absorb the power of living beings.
But after Dinghai, Wangchuan had the power of the entire Tianhe Sea as support.
From now on, the use of the Blue Sky Sword no longer requires drawing power from living beings.
Not only is it not necessary, but the effect is far better than before and is endless.
Now, the energy consumed to heal Lu Qingshan’s current serious injuries is not even a drop in the bucket for Tianhe Hai.
In other words, Lu Qingshan in Tianhehai is almost immortal.
…
"Do you still want to continue resisting?" Luohou's voice was extremely cold as he looked towards Tianhe City.
The face of the Juque Martial Emperor turned pale in an instant: "The unprecedented Nine Tribulations Sword Immortal is not even a match for the Demon Saint. Is it true that he has no chance of survival?"
Under the terrifying pressure and faced with cruel reality, he felt completely disheartened.
"I can give you a way to live, as long as you surrender, and from now on you will be my servants of the demon clan and fight for the demon clan."
Luo Hou continued.
The faces of the Tianhe monks changed.
Some things are more important than life.
For example, freedom, dignity...
"Everyone, is there anyone willing to die with me?" Emperor Juque's face changed several times, and suddenly he burst into laughter.
Could it be that without Lu Qingshan, he no longer had the courage to resist?
Even if I die in flames, it is better than remaining in a filthy state.
Under the tremendous pressure released by Luohou that was enough to cause the soul to tremble instinctively, Emperor Juque Wu looked solemn, soared into the air, and launched a charge towards Luohou like an ant trying to shake a tree!
“I don’t know what’s good for me!”
Luohu stretched out his finger and flicked lightly in the air.
A huge ripple appeared in the sky and earth, and then endless demonic energy turned into a tornado, sweeping directly towards the Juque Emperor, and was about to kill him in the next moment.
whoosh!
A dark sword light broke through the water, cut the demonic tornado in half, and then turned back like a swallow and shot towards Luohou's head.
Although Luo Hou easily slapped away the dark sword light with one palm strike, his expression changed slightly, and he was very surprised, "What?"
Suddenly, waves arose in the calm sea.
A figure leaped out from the bottom of the sea, like a hidden dragon in the abyss or a flying dragon in the sky, and landed between Emperor Juque and Luohou.
Emperor Juque suddenly stopped, staring at the figure that appeared in front of him with wide eyes, unable to believe: "Tianyuan Sword Immortal!"
Lu Qingshan, who had just been knocked to the bottom of the sea by Luohou and was thought to be seriously injured or even dead, appeared again without any injury on his body.
Strands of sword energy, almost condensed into substance, lingered around him, floating and flowing.
Under the shining rays of the rosy clouds, the sword energy sparkled brightly, making Lu Qingshan look like a banished immortal, with a majestic aura and magnificent appearance rarely seen in the world.
After seeing this scene, the monks inside the Tianhe city wall were shocked at first, and then they couldn't help but scream loudly.
"Tianyuan Sword Immortal!"
Lu Qingshan is still alive, and they haven't lost this battle yet!
Lu Qingshan's reappearance boosted the morale of the human race, which had fallen to the bottom.
Luo Hou's eyes also darkened slightly, his cold gaze focused on the slender young figure, "You have a tough life, but this is not enough."
He gave up on Juque Wu Emperor, locked onto Lu Qingshan again, and punched him again.
In the void where the punch landed, cracks appeared and continued to spread in all directions, as if forming a huge spider web.
Literally breaking the void.
When he was a half-saint, Luohu could possess the power of nine celestial dragons at most. Now that he has become a demon saint, a casual punch of his can possess the power of countless celestial dragons.
No matter how many tricks Lu Qingshan has, he can never make up for this huge power gap.
But Lu Qingshan doesn't think so.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
There were seven consecutive sounds of metal clashing like thunder, and seven Taoist swords moved forward one after another, trying to block Luohou Sheng's punch.
Even so, Lu Qingshan still spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. When he stood up, his bones were shaking all over, and many of them were even broken.
Even after being weakened seven times, the punch still felt terrifying when it hit him.
But the next moment, in full view of everyone, Lu Qingshan's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The wounds heal, the flesh regenerates, and the broken bones solidify again.
In just a moment, Lu Qingshan returned to his original state, as if the injury had never happened.
The sarcasm on Luohou's face suddenly froze.
"You can't kill me." Lu Qingshan said with a smile.
"The power of the Tianhe Sea?!" Luohou's frozen face quickly returned to normal.
The Demon Saint had such a sharp eye that he could tell the source of Lu Qingshan's abnormality at a glance, "So this is your trump card."
"Although it surprises me, if I kill you directly, can you still be resurrected?"
What Luohou said was exactly the only flaw in Lu Qingshan’s current “immortality”.
Only by being immortal can he be indestructible.
"That punch I just threw was only 50% of my strength." His sneer spread and fell into Lu Qingshan's ears.
This is not an exaggeration - up to now, Luohou's attack has only been the simplest and most direct punch. Not to mention using any tactics or methods, he hasn't even moved his feet.
"Moreover, relying on this can at most give you some power to protect yourself when facing me. It is far from enough to defeat me." Luohou looked at Lu Qingshan with a smile, as if he regarded Lu Qingshan's methods as a trivial trick.
"If you collect seven dragon balls, you can summon the Dragon God. Now that I have collected seven Taoist swords, it shouldn't be too much to kill a Demon Saint." Lu Qingshan said softly.
Although now is not the time to tell jokes, he doesn't care.
The seven natal swords were circling around him like seven swimming dragons.
Luo Hou naturally couldn’t understand the meaning of Lu Qingshan’s words, but this did not affect his understanding of what Lu Qingshan meant.
Then he smiled, a happy smile.
“Interesting, interesting!”
"Lu Qingshan, I changed my mind. I don't want to kill you anymore."
"Join our demon clan! Territory? Beauty? Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Even this human domain, I can let you rule it. As long as you are willing to submit to me and let me plant the demon seal, how about it?"
Luohu's idea came suddenly.
Before he became a saint, he still wanted Lu Qingshan to pay for his blood debt with blood, but now he wants Lu Qingshan to submit to him.
Because just now, when Luohou thought that Lu Qingshan had died under his fist, the emotion that arose in his heart was not entirely pride, but more of boredom.
What does the strongest person fear the most?
lonely.
For Luohu, after becoming a saint, his life span will be infinite, and being alive will become an eternal thing.
Such an eternal life requires a companion, or an opponent.
Luohou feels that everything he has now and his future achievements must have an audience.
Who is qualified to be the audience?
Naturally, there is only Lu Qingshan.
The person who is most reluctant to kill the second best person in the world is the best person in the world.
But there is a prerequisite.
The second best in the world can never possibly surpass the best in the world.
If this cannot be guaranteed.
The number one in the world can only "bear the pain" of killing the number two in the world.
Therefore, Luohou now gives Lu Qingshan such a choice.
Either be the second best in the world forever, or die.
"Submit to you and join the demon clan?" Lu Qingshan looked at Luohou and smiled.
"My sect is the best sect in the world."
Do not lose your ambition to reach the sky, do not kill unknown people; a little bit of noble spirit, a thousand miles of refreshing wind; the injustice in your heart can still be eliminated by wine, and the injustice in the world can only be eliminated by the sword...
There will never be another sect like this in the world.
"My sword is the best sword in the world."
The peach blossoms that suppress demons, the dragon bird that forgets the river, and the heaven and earth that soar into the sky.
The seven Taoist swords turned around, flawlessly.
"My Taoist partner is the most beautiful woman in the world." Lu Qingshan looked at Xia Daoyun and smiled slightly.
Why need it be light green and light red? It is already the best among flowers.
"So, let me ask you, why do you want me to submit to you?"
"Your best sect will cease to exist after today. Your sword is still your sword. I only believe in my own strength and am not interested in these external things. As for my Taoist partner..."
"I have countless beauties in the demon tribe, you can choose from them all."
"You are the pride of the human race, so you must know..."
"It is impossible that there is only one star next to the sun." Luohou said calmly.
"No," Lu Qingshan shook his head, "She is not a star, she is the moon, shining brighter than all the stars and there is only one of her."
Before the sound faded away, the young swordsman in black gilded sect master robes chanted a word in his heart, "Kill!"
The next moment, Lu Qingshan's figure disappeared from the spot.
Also disappearing with it were his seven swords.