Chapter 58 Raising a Dragon

Lu Qingshan looked around.

He saw the Haoran Peak Master who was desperately holding on, saw Yi Shui who had become a river of blood, and saw the raging wave of monsters fleeing in embarrassment in front of a single person.

And although it is invisible to the naked eye, in his perception, it is more dazzling than the sun, and there is an oppressive terrifying aura.

It is scary, but to Lu Qingshan, it is extremely kind.

Because, that is the breath of the sword.

Taoist.

Among the human race, there are a total of three Dao swords on the surface.

They are controlled by three sword celestial beings respectively.

Niu Er disappeared after Li Qiubai's death.

At this moment, the only Dao sword that can appear here is...

soaring.

"Has the suzerain come already?" Lu Qingshan thought to himself.

When the sword arrives, the person arrives.

Xie Qingyun has already reached Zhonglingyu one step ahead of him.

It's just that he can't see him.

This is not surprising.

Although Lin Yao disguised Xie Qingyun in Yumen Pass by using phantom body and spirit veins, but in order not to expose her identity, apart from the seamlessness of Yumen Pass, Xie Qingyun must not easily show her figure on Zhongling's side.

Otherwise, once the Heart Demon Clan learns that Xie Qingyun appeared in Zhongling, as long as the news is passed on to the Bing Demon Clan, Fen Yueyu will immediately know that Qingyun Sword Immortal in Yumen Pass is just a "Li Gui", and I am afraid that he will be killed right away. The siege has begun.

These thoughts just flashed through Lu Qingshan's mind for a moment.

Because right now, he has more important things to do.

boom! boom! boom!

The next moment, there was a series of extremely ear-piercing sonic booms resounding suddenly in this piece of heaven and earth.

When the sound of these sonic booms resounded, there were hundreds of sword lights rising from the sky, piercing the sky at an indescribable speed, chasing after the fleeing monsters.

In the sword light, there seemed to be overwhelming violence and killing intent sweeping away.

Lu Qingshan did not communicate with the old sword cultivators of the Sword Sect, but they shot at the same time with a tacit understanding.

Although these old sword cultivators are approaching the end and their state is not as good as before, since they can be in the sword sect, when the end is approaching, no matter what their cultivation base is, they will have a base of seven realms.

The flying sword of the seven-level sword cultivator is unimaginably powerful and contains extremely terrifying speed.

Puff puff!

Hush!

Almost none of those monsters running in all directions could escape the flying sword's pursuit.

Some monsters were directly pierced by the sharp flying sword, while others were directly blasted into a cloud of blood mist and exploded.

The situation of some powerful monsters will be better, but they just shoot out backwards with a bang, fly hundreds of meters, and hit the ground directly. The whole body is deeply embedded in the ground, and huge cracks spread open.

Although he was injured, he still survived after all.

But when they were struggling to get up and hadn't lost their strength, there was a bang, and another more powerful and swift flying sword from another sword cultivator rushed over, piercing through the center of their eyebrows, leaving behind a bloody wound. The hole of the spirit.

"Make up knife".

But no matter how fast and fierce the flying swords of the sword cultivators were, the force Huanlingzong sent to attack Yishuitai this time was still too large, and they couldn't wipe them all out in a short time.

Therefore, after chasing and killing nearly a hundred monsters, the rest of the monsters and Huanlingzong demon cultivators have already escaped their attack range.

"Young Sect, are you chasing him?" Xi Xiang, who was standing beside Lu Qingshan, saw this situation and asked.

Others also cast their gazes over, waiting for his decision.

The meaning in everyone's eyes is self-evident.

Lu Qingshan was silent for a moment, then nodded emphatically, and said: "At least two people should hunt and kill in a team!"

Due to orthodox reasons, Jianzong has an extremely pure composition and is also full of cohesion.

Therefore, even if the sword cultivators seldom fought in teams and were not even familiar with each other, they could still achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two in a short period of time.

Lu Qingshan also understood that the Huanling sect demon cultivators and monsters who attacked Yishuitai were basically rank seven, and most of them had rank eight.

And the sword cultivators he brought this time were all the youngest and the youngest among the sword sects. Such a chase, even in a team, still had a high risk factor.

It is even foreseeable that some people will inevitably fall in the process of chasing and killing.

But Lu Qingshan still chose to fulfill their wish.

Even those young disciples with insufficient cultivation, Lu Qingshan let them go after and kill them.

Not for anything else, just for their heart of sword cultivation.

In fact, most of his own cultivation and combat strength are honed and practiced between life and death.

In eight years, Lu Qingshan has already experienced several battles between life and death.

He is not afraid of life and death, how have other sword cultivators ever been afraid?

Since you want to break through and kill, then let's break through and kill together.

Without killing, how can we talk about swords?

As for death.

This is war.

In war there must be death.

When everyone came, they were already mentally prepared to fall

Even Lu Qingshan is like this.

Therefore, Lu Qingshan not only agreed with the sword cultivators to pursue and suppress them, he was even the first soldier to go out with his sword, chasing and killing those monsters.

Whoosh whoosh!

But in a moment, hundreds of sword cultivators turned into streamers, followed by scattered Huanlingzong demon cultivators and monsters, chasing and killing them.

"Lu Qingshan..."

Peak Lord Haoran looked up and looked at the backs that were gradually shrinking in sight, and finally fell on the back that he was most familiar with. His slightly tired eyes suddenly brightened, and at the same time, surprise flashed in his heart. .

He knew that Jianzong would definitely support Zhongling.

But he didn't expect that there would be a luxurious lineup of suzerain and young sect together.

 …

Yishui above.

Sword whistles come and go, and sword lights flicker vertically and horizontally.

Whether it is a young disciple with a low level of cultivation, or an old sword cultivator with a good level of cultivation but whose blood is exhausted, they are all controlling the flying sword and fighting hard to kill the enemy.

The dome of the sky shakes, and sometimes it is illuminated by brilliance, violent fluctuations in the origin force, and magical confrontations come and go one after another.

Having just landed in the area of ​​Zhongling, there is not even time to take a breath, and it is a tough battle.

For other sect disciples, it will be more or less uncomfortable.

But for the Sword Cultivation Sect, it is really as simple as eating and drinking.

Because the group of sword repairers are either fighting, preparing for a fight, or on their way to a fight.

This is the skill of housekeeping and eating, it is as natural as drinking water, it has already turned into blood flowing in their bodies.

The Western Expedition sounds quite heroic.

But for Jianzong Jianxiu, it was just a battle that lasted longer than before, the scene was bigger than before, and the opponent was stronger than before.

That's all!

What are you afraid of?

What is there to worry about?

Hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance, countless battles, in the end, which one was not won by Jianzong?

This time, it's the same.

Their beliefs are extremely firm.

So, they kept going.

 …

During the chase, Lu Qingshan seemed to be the most open-minded.

Because with the blessing of the mind's eye, his flying sword has an astonishing range of three thousand miles.

Range is the truth.

In addition to suppressing demons, Lu Qingshan's three swords came together, covering an area within three thousand miles.

Huanlingzong, like other Taoist sects, put most of the cultivator's power in Longchengguan.

Even if they urgently called back a large number of Longchengguan monks in order to destroy the cross-domain teleportation circle, after dividing into many cross-domain teleportation circle points, there were actually not many people left.

Therefore, the second batch of forces that came in a hurry to attack Yishuitai were actually not too powerful except for the Xuanwu master.

In addition, Li Shiyi had already killed a large number of them first, and the strength of the demon clan at this time was just at the point where the group of sword cultivators brought by Lu Qingshan could swallow them.

As for the demon tide brought by Huanlingzong, it is mainly composed of horned dragon monsters.

The horned dragon, with extremely thin dragon blood in its body, is tall and burly, with a terrifying head like a crocodile, with sharp and cold teeth exposed, and blood-red eyes.

The most important reason why they were chosen as the main force by the Huan Ling Sect Moxiu was that there were pieces of black scales growing on the horned dragon's body, like pieces of iron, and their defense power was extremely amazing.

The attacks of ordinary sword cultivators, in the face of this kind of scale armor defense, it is difficult to bring them too much damage.

From another perspective, the horned dragon can also be regarded as the natural enemy of sword cultivators.

However, the so-called natural enemy is just a common saying.

And Jianzong's sword repair is never common sense.

…………

Lu Qingshan's eyes were cold and stern, Dragon Bird, Peach Blossom, and Wang Chuan all turned into sword lights and flashed out.

puff! puff! puff!

Three blood flowers immediately bloomed from the heads of three seventh-rank horned dragons.

The horned dragon, which lost its head, kept running away with all its strength, and still flew forward for tens of feet before falling from the air to the ground.

When a monk's strength exceeds a certain limit, everyone below that limit is an ant.

With Lu Qingshan's current combat strength, monsters or demons below the mid-seventh stage are no different to him.

It's all about one sword!

Of course, not every sword cultivator can do this.

This is a terrifying effect that can only be achieved by Lu Qingshan's 135% basic damage increase of the sword skill combined with the divine power of the Dao Sword.

——Ping a is skill.

In a more gamified, more popular way of saying it, it is "one child with one axe."

In less than three breaths of time, Lu Qingshan's three flying swords slashed horizontally and horizontally, and the horned dragon monsters within a thousand feet around him exploded instantly.

Groups of blood-colored fireworks bloomed.

The efficiency of killing an enemy is like cutting vegetables with a sharp knife.

At least at this moment in the arena, in terms of the efficiency of killing the enemy, there is no one who can beat the other.

Lu Qingshan didn't waste time, once the field on this side was cleared, he chased towards the other side again.

The prey he chose to hunt down were all monsters below the middle stage of the Seventh Realm or Huanlingzong demon cultivators.

It's not that he can't kill enemies above this level, mainly because even if he wants to kill enemies above this level, it will take a long time.

And the time to kill a late seventh-rank monster is enough time for him to kill dozens or even hundreds of mid-level seven monsters.

In large-scale battles, clearing efficiency is also very important.

Those high-grade monsters can be handed over to the old sword cultivators to hunt down and deal with them.

Lu Qingshan kept moving above the sky, like a falcon searching and hunting, sharp and precise, swift and sturdy.

In the blink of an eye, two figures of horned dragons died under his flying sword.

The killing intent in Lu Qingshan's heart is boiling.

Ever since he got the news of Zhongling, the long-stored anger against the demons that had been condensed in his heart was released a lot during the killing at this moment.

 …

Zhongling, Kawakami Plateau.

The water of the Zangbo River flows through the vast Tangtang of the Chuan Shang Plateau, and it is surging, stirring up layers of powerful waves.

This is where Huanlingzong is located.

At this moment, in the abyss on the south bank of the mysterious Huanlingzong.

A pair of huge and narrow eyes, at the moment Lu Qingshan appeared on Yishuitai, he seemed to sense something and opened them suddenly.

Those are a pair of deep, bottomless eyes that contain the sun and the moon.

The owner of the eyes, whose huge figure is hidden in the shadows, makes it hard to see clearly, except for the occasional hideous revelation and the flickering light in the eyes.

In front of it is a waterfall falling from the sky and a pool of water.

The pair of eyes closed slightly, and a red light shot out from the red sun-shaped eye on the left, shooting towards the waterfall.

Then, ripples flickered above the waterfall.

After a while, the ripples stopped, and the water surface suddenly leveled off, appearing in front of people like a mirror, extremely clear.

In the mirror, there is a scene that is constantly changing.

All the way to the end, those scenes were completely fixed.

A young man with black hair and black shirt appeared in the water mirror.

He has handsome eyebrows and slender eyes, a stern complexion, and an extraordinary temperament.

Behind him was a red sandalwood sword box.

In front of him, there are three sword lights criss-crossing.

Blazing red, faint blue, emerald green.

The sword light pierced the sky and pierced the sky. Wherever it passed, horned dragons with extremely huge bodies and scales exploded, and rained blood...

Jianzong Shaozong.

Lu Qingshan.

"Shipping a hero is not free..."

"The world and the earth all work together."

"You did survive."

"I didn't misread you."

"I finally waited for your visit."

The owner of the pair of sun and moon eyes stared at Lu Qingshan who was killing in the water mirror, and murmured excitedly and depressedly.

After a while, its pale golden right eye, like a waning moon, also blinked, shooting a cool pale golden light towards the water mirror that should be named Longbi.

"Let me see how far you have grown now..."

The ripples in the dragon wall suddenly reappeared.

Lu Qingshan, who was originally in the water mirror, suddenly had a golden air rising from his body at this moment.

These air currents rushed out and floated above his head, continuously condensing and changing shapes.

That's...... luck!

"So many...so many...there are still more!" A deep, greedy and secretly delighted voice sounded in the abyss.

I saw the golden air flow continuously rising from the young man's body. The flow was endless. First it swam like a fish, and then it became thicker and thicker, until it gradually turned into a dragon.

Long beard fluttering, golden eyes, turbulent, very majestic.

"In just two or three years, Yuyu has become a dragon?!!"

"Good, good, good!"

"It really is the person who is loved by the fate of the world, I didn't miss it!"

"A carp leaps into the dragon's gate. Transforming into a python is just a trivial matter. It is not difficult to enter the river and become a dragon, but it is difficult to ascend to the gate and transform into a dragon at the end."

"There are countless great dragons in the world, but it's hard to find a true dragon." The deep voice echoed in the abyss.

"If there is no external help, none of the thousands of dragons in the world can transform into a dragon."

"Flooding into a dragon, you need a lot of energy."

"Nowadays, it is a rare moment of greatness between heaven and earth, but it is not easy to capture this kind of strength, and even without external help, it is almost impossible."

"You're lucky... because I'm helping you this time..."

"Then this time, let me help you transform into a dragon..." Its huge eyes showed a hint of human greed and cunning at the right time, and it let out a dull and sinister laugh.

The real dragon in the world exists when you see it, and it doesn't exist if you don't see it.

Priceless.

But now......

Someone, raise a dragon!