Chapter 63 Foundation Establishment (Part 1)

Ignoring the astonishment of the demons and Yuanyang Zhenjun, Lu Qingshan leaned forward and rushed towards the third-rank and fourth-rank demons who were besieging and killing the Jindan Yuanying monks in Shanhai Pavilion.

Taking advantage of Shadow Demon's carelessness, Lu Qingshan seized the opportunity and instantly killed Shadow Demon.

But Lu Qingshan didn't become inflated because of this, he was very aware of his own flaws.

Although he can perfectly control his own power, it doesn't change the fact that he is only a Qi Refining Cultivator.

Skills such as [Royal Sword], [Flying Sword], [Sword Intent], [Sword Glow Differentiation] that can only be mastered by high-level swordsmen, he does not know one at the moment, and has not learned the other.

At this time, let him face the fifth-rank demons head-on, and he is really no match.

This is not a gap in strength, but a gap in skill and realm.

But to deal with these third-rank and fourth-rank demons, under the powerful power of the power of mountains and seas, he can completely break through cleverness with strength and push them across.

True Monarch Yuanyang, under the blessing of the power of mountains and seas, it is obviously not a problem to fight three fifth-rank refining demons.

Therefore, there is no rush to support True Monarch Yuanyang.

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Sword lights flashed continuously.

Lu Qingshan held his sword in the sea of ​​demons, constantly shuttling back and forth, rushing left and right.

At this moment, he is like a ghost demanding his life, cruel, resolute, and murderous!

The movements are clean and neat, without any excess, every time the sword edge is directed towards the neck, head and other vital points of the demons.

Wherever the long sword went, flesh and blood flew.

Even if the damage of Lianxu Sword Cultivator is just a flat cut, it is not something these third-rank and fourth-rank demons can bear.

carefree!

The bloody smell on Lu Qingshan's body was so strong that he couldn't get rid of it.

The killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger, and his pupils were even scarlet, but his heart became clearer and brighter.

This is the real sword cultivator, a cold killing machine.

The stronger the killing intent, the calmer the heart became.

...

Soon, under Lu Qingshan's rapid clearing of the seemingly inexhaustible demon clan, there was a moment of lack of success.

Lu Qingshan didn't stop, seeing that the scene was temporarily under control.

The figure is violent.

With fierce momentum and soaring killing intent, he rushed to Yuanyang Zhenjun.

There are also three fifth-rank refining demons there.

"You—" Seeing that Lu Qingshan joined his battlefield with the lingering aura that belonged exclusively to sword cultivators, True Monarch Yuanyang didn't know how to react.

Lu Qingshan's performance really exceeded his expectations.

Even he is not sure that he can do better than Lu Qingshan.

But now is not the time to express shock.

Seeing Lu Qingshan supporting him, True Monarch Yuanyang, who had incomparably rich combat experience, immediately reacted and cooperated with Lu Qingshan.

True Monarch Yuanyang, who was originally one against three, would not lose the wind. After Lu Qingshan joined the battlefield, the battle quickly became one-sided.

 …

After ten breaths, a huge head flew out and rained blood all over the sky.

Three fifth-rank demons, die!

Lu Qingshan stood still on the spot, looking around.

The area as far as the eye could see was completely empty.

Although Zhenjun Yuanyang was full of exhaustion, a smile couldn't help but floated on his face, just when he was about to go forward and say something to Lu Qingshan.

There was an earth-shattering roar in the distance.

Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenjun looked at the place where the roaring sound came from at the same time.

In the extreme distance, above a peak of Tongtian Mountain that was already covered in black mist, an extremely intense and scorching light flashed, breaking through the black mist.

At this moment, the sky and the earth are full of dazzling aura.

Immediately afterwards, the heavens and the earth were in disorder, and a black hole tornado as high as 10,000 zhang rose out of thin air!

Subsequently,

The tornado released auras that filled the sky, but although these auras were incomparably strong, they were beyond reach and could not be absorbed at all, and they were rapidly dispersing and merging into the world.

Spectacular and tragic.

This is the phenomenon of Dao Xiaotian.

A scene that only appears when an extremely powerful monk dies.

These monks have grown so powerful that they have devoured so much spiritual power in the world.

If it is not returned, then if things go on like this for a long time, the inspiration in the world will gradually fade away, and finally turn into a wasteland.

Therefore, after a powerful monk dies, he will return his spiritual power to this world in the form of Dao eliminating celestial phenomena.

This is the law of heaven.

Only one person in Shanhai Pavilion died to have such an astonishing Daoxiaotian phenomenon.

Both Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Zhenjun understood what this meant.

The suzerain of Shanhai Pavilion, die in battle!

"Your suzerain is dead!" The sinister and dull voice of the Lord of Ten Thousand Poisons came from the giant peak Lingshan: "You Shanhai Pavilion disciples, stop struggling in vain."

He wanted to disintegrate the fighting spirit of the remaining Shanhai Pavilion monks.

Lu Qingshan looked not far away.

Wave after wave of demons are rushing towards them.

Lu Qingshan and Zhenjun Yuanyang looked at each other.

The fighting spirit in their eyes not only did not diminish because of the passing of the suzerain of Shanhai Pavilion, but became even more intense.

Facing the surging demon clan, Lu Qingshan and Yuanyang Master did not retreat but advanced.

Following them are all the surviving monks guarding the spiritual veins.

 …

 …

When Lu Qingshan came back to his senses.

He had already moved from the Wuya Peak spiritual vein battlefield full of demons to an attic.

There was nothing around.

Lu Qingshan was taken aback.

It was different from the scene in his memory.

This final dungeon settlement scene should be surrounded by cabinets full of magic spells and jade slips.

Just when Lu Qingshan looked around in surprise.

A middle-aged male cultivator in a white robe quietly appeared in front of Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan looked at the face of the male cultivator, as if he understood something, and bowed slightly to the middle-aged male cultivator.

"metropolitan."

Yes, the figure in front of him is the Sect Master of Shanhai Pavilion that Lu Qingshan had met from afar on the top of Wuya Peak.

"Shanhai Pavilion has long been destroyed, what kind of suzerain am I now?" A very gentle voice.

Lu Qingshan remained silent.

The suzerain of Shanhai Pavilion didn't care about Lu Qingshan's silence.

He stretched out his hand and tapped his fingers lightly in the air.

Some pictures that have never appeared in the ruins world emerged in the air.

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This night, the suzerain of Shanhai Pavilion has visited all the peaks of Shanhai Pavilion and met all the disciples of Shanhai Pavilion.

Before dawn, he stood in the sky against the sky, motionless, and his mind wandered into the sky.

A long, long time has passed, when the sky is about to turn bright.

He finally came back to his senses, as if he had decided on something, he scratched slightly towards the void, and a ball of black light appeared in his hand.

The suzerain of Shanhai Pavilion looked at the black ball of light in his hand and thought for a moment.

Finally, he finally made up his mind, he stretched out his hand and stroked lightly between his brows, and a shallow soul body appeared in front of him.

At the same time, the face of the suzerain of Shanhai Pavilion turned pale at this moment.

He cut off a small part of his soul.

The divided soul body looked at the suzerain of Shanhaige, nodded in a very human way, and crashed into the black light ball in the hand of the suzerain of Shanhaige.

Seeing this scene, the suzerain of Shanhai Pavilion nodded slightly.

Afterwards, he suspended the black light ball in the air, made seals with both hands, and hit the black light ball one after another with spells.

At the moment of dawn, he waved the ball of black light, and it shot directly under the ground of Shanhai Pavilion, and instantly disappeared all auras.