Chapter 35: Lu Qingshan and Jichuan

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The low-level cultivator in Lu Qingshan's mouth is actually not low compared to his cultivation base.
The lowest formation monk also has a golden core cultivation base, and the highest even has seven Yuan Ying monks.
But Lu Qingshan had the confidence to say this.
Because if there is a three-level person list under the yellow list, he is well-deserved at the top of the list.
He has this strength, the higher the rank, the weaker infants.
After releasing the rhetoric, Lu Qingshan's eyes fell cold, and a little blue light shot out from his body.
It is the peach blossom of the middle grade heavenly device.
The moment the flying sword traveled, Lu Qingshan was to activate Peach Blossom's immortal supernatural powers, transforming Peach Blossom's default wood attributes into water attributes.
The flames aroused above the dragon bird.
Generally speaking, defensive spells are restrained against fire spells, and they will be restrained when faced with water attacks, and vice versa.
The fire of the dragon bird and the water of the peach blossom perfectly restrained most of the defensive methods of the monks.
With the two flying swords, under the blessing of the prototype of the immortal true meaning and the killing sword intent, the dragon bird squints at twenty-five times the speed of sound, and the peach blossom is invincible with the sword and thunder.
There was a cold glow above the two flying swords.
That's the power that comes from nirvana penetrating the sword.
The nirvana penetrating sword intent is not as direct as the killing sword intent to enhance the power of the flying sword, its power is more reflected in that point of sharpness.
Destroy all defenses.
It has great restraint against all defensive spells.
The two flying swords are like ghosts and charms, like phantoms, constantly shuttled among the monks, sweeping back and forth.
"Leader of the Seven Regions, Lu Qingshan!" Yu Guangsuan of the Jiuyou Palace Master arrived at Lu Qingshan.
When Lu Qingshan's two flying swords came out together, he reflected Lu Qingshan's true identity.
The single-handled peach blossom is okay, but the dragonfinch sword is too magnificent, it is a rare sword in the world.
Since Lu Qingshan sacrificed the dragon bird in the final battle of the Seven Regions, this sword of the Heavenly Link has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the monks, and it has also become a symbol of Lu Qingshan.
As a person of the underworld, how could he not know these messages.
Who would have thought that it was just a fishing trip that the wisher took the bait, and it actually caught two big fish.
Lu Qingshan and Ji Chuan regarded these two as the future two peak masters of Jianzong, and it was not impossible.
It would be a great feat if they could cut such two heavenly prides in this small burial ridge today!
"Big harvest, big harvest!" Hall Master Jiuyou's voice became more vicious, and he kept muttering.
"Dare to be distracted?" Ji Chuanyao saw Hall Master Jiuyou reveal a swaying posture for a moment, and sneered, already bullying him.
He waved his green waist in his hand, and his sword aura was hundreds of meters long. Nearly a hundred sword auras were like a dragon, whizzing and shuttling, resisting the offensive of the Lord Jiuyou and Hei Luo.
When the sword qi passes, the five elements evolve,
call out!
At this time, Ji Chuan's heart moved, a water-colored sword light across the sky, leaving a trace in the void, long lasting, the twisted sword mark slashed toward the body, like a giant black Luo.
Feeling the deadly threat, Hei Luo felt terrified, and the endless blood rushed on his hands, blocking him.
But the mighty sword of the water, as if it had the power to break the river, fiercely broke through the hands he tried to block, extinguished the monstrous vitality, and pierced his chest.
boom!
Hei Luo's huge body flew out suddenly under the impact of this sword.
He flew backwards for a distance of several tens of meters, and then he stopped after he stepped on the ground continuously for several meters, leaving a ravine, which caused dust in the sky.
On Hei Luo's incarnation of the Gorefiend, the original scarlet blood had long since dispersed, and a huge gap was cut in his chest, and a large amount of blood flowed out, hideous and terrifying.
Heilao's complexion sank slightly, and within the Dao seeds in his body, blood rose from the sky again, covering the wound.
Under the influence of the power of the Tao, the horrible gap is a trend visible to the naked eye, growing new flesh quickly and healing.
The power of the artistic conception of blood energy restores its own injuries with blood energy.
Ji Chuan here didn't take it seriously. After a sword repelled Hei Luo, another sword crossed the sky, and a flame of flame appeared out of nowhere in the aqua sword light.
Water and fire are compatible, the sword opens the lotus flower.
At the tip of the sword, a splendid water and fire lotus blossomed, with sword light as its petals and sword qi as its core, full of the power of water and fire.
In the mid-air, the sword style is as tight and seamless as water, dripping without leaking, and there is a burst of fire, and the lotus is waving by.
The Hallmaster of Jiuyou, who was facing the offensive against Ji Chuan, had already sacrificed his magic weapon.
A black whip that surrounds the poison of the netherworld.
Facing this water and fire lotus, the Lord of Jiuyou Hall was quiet, and the faint chill lingering in the black whip swept towards the water and fire lotus.
Wow!
After the water and fire lotus was swept by the black whip of the Jiuyou Palace Master, the frost suddenly rose, froze, and became an ice sculpture.
As soon as Jiuyou Palace's heart loosened, he saw that among the ice sculptures, above the lotus, the lotus in the flame part suddenly flashed with red light, as if something was brewing.
But after a breath.
boom!
There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the sky full of red light burst out with scorching meaning, and the entire ice sculpture suddenly exploded to pieces.
Hundreds of tiny flame sword lights blasted towards the Palace Master Jiuyou.
Hall Master Jiuyou was shocked, and the black whip flicked again. The speed was as fast as thunder, and countless afterimages were turned out, blocking all the flame sword light.
Ji Chuan looked cold and stern, holding the sword forward again.
A thick earth-colored sword light flashed, and there was a little green light in it.
Native wood, two green lotus blooms again.
The two sword lights attacked the Jiuyou Palace Master and Hei Luo separately.
The blood qi, the lotus flower of sword qi, and the black whip directly collided, shaking in space and time, terrifying power, and fluctuating spiritual power constantly raging.
Ji Chuan in the Yuan Ying realm, with one sword and two real venerable sages head-to-head, turned out to be equal.
Ji Chuan fought fiercely with the two Lian Xu great lords, but Lu Qingshan's side was like a massacre.
The dragon sparrow burst out with a brilliant sword light, fighting against the Yuan Ying monk, while the peach blossom turned into a big killer, wandering among the netherworld Jindan monks~EbookFREE.me~ The flying power reached the level of the Yuan Ying. The sword, killing these golden core monks in the underworld is like cutting melons and vegetables.
However, within a short period of a few dozen breaths, there were seven or eight Golden Core cultivators, who were penetrated by the sword of the peach blossom and turned into a cloud of blood.
At this moment, almost all the underground monks on the field were the same as the previous Jiuyou Palace Master, with the same thought in their hearts.
Why is the way of heaven so unfair, concentrating all such high talents in one person?
As long as one of them can share the talents of Lu Qingshan 10%, he will not be reduced to the point of joining the underworld.
"Kill!" The seven Yuan Ying monks from the prefecture looked at each other, and under the sound transmission, they completed a wave of wonderful cooperation in a short time.
The four of them stopped Lu Qingshan's dragon bird for a while, and the remaining three monks were swiftly plundering, like thunder, already rushing towards Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan attacked at the two natal swords that killed the enemy outside, and could not circle back in a short time.
The sword repair without the natal sword is the weakest sword repair.
This is common sense in the cultivation world.
Seeing this, Lu Qingshan just sneered.
"What you are waiting for is that you come from looking for death!" His body suddenly glowed, and the killing sword intent bloomed.
Qiang Qiang!
There was a sonorous sound, and the sound of vibrating metal continued to sound.
From his body, from every inch of his pores, six hundred and fifty sword-qi gossamers sprayed out, blooming, and bursting.
In the void, there was a fierce, sword-like energy that turned into a torrential rain and shot towards the three Yuanying monks.
The solidified space left a harsh sneer after the sword air spring passed.
In an instant, there are thousands of magical swords, and the wind and clouds are mighty. Looking from a distance, one after another, one after another, one after another.
This tiny sword-like air spring, as thin as a vellus hair, is like a peacock opening its screen.